"Missionary Man" - Eurythmics

Chapter 12

Over the next six months Sami saw Ej slowly turn into a man she barely recognized. Gone were the loving eyes that use to make her weak and gone was the body she loved to run her hands over. The man she loved was slowly fading away and it made her sick. She didn't even know what she was fighting for anymore, her Ej was gone and probably would never come back to her.

WELL I WAS BORN AN ORIGIANL SINNER

I WAS BORN FROM ORIGIANL SIN

AND IF I HAD A DOLLAR BILL

FOR ALL THE THINGS I'VE DONE

THERE'D BE A MOUNTIAN OF MONEY

PILED UP TO MY CHIN…

As Sami watched as the days went by she couldn't believe what his father had turned him into, nothing more then a missionary man, someone to do his bidding when he didn't feel like it. She could barely see him on the screen without getting upset at the television and turning it off to just cry in bed as she thought about what she lost.

"Ej, I never thought you would let him get to you and bring you to this. You promised me that you weren't capable of this, even when I knew what you were I never thought you could be this, stoop to this." She would say as she cried herself to sleep.

MY MOTHER TOLD ME GOOD

MY MOTHER TOLD ME STRONG

SHE SAID BE TRUE TO YOURSELF

AND YOU CANT GO WRONG

Sami wasn't the only one to notice how much Ej had changed, even Bart and Tony seen how bad things were getting. He wasn't strategic or careful in his planning, he became reckless and heartless as if he had nothing left to loose. He was no longer strong or confidant in his actions, but became rather pathetic how he took orders without question and just went along with anything his father told him to do. He wasn't a man anymore, he was a pawn on his father's chessboard and only Sami seemed to notice it.

BUT THERE'S JUST ONE THING

THAT YOU MUST UNDERSTAND

YOU CAN FOOL WITH YOUR BROTHER

BUT DON'T MESS WITH A MISSIONARY MAN

Ej spent most of his days following his father's orders and nights trying to rid himself of the memory that wouldn't go away. There wasn't amount of whiskey in the world that could stop the dreams of the life he wanted with Samantha. But as the months passed he tried to move on, with one girl or another, but it all ended the same way, him calling them Samantha and them storming out angry, leaving him feeling more unwanted and ruthless then every.

"What were you doing? You were supposed to be going after Victor Kiriakis!" Ej yelled at Bart, one night. He had given Bart orders, but so had Tony to take care of Sami and that was the order he chose to follow. "Answer me?" Ej said and Bart could tell that no matter what answer he gave it wasn't going to end well for him.

"Tony had me taking care of something and it took a little longer then I thought but I know that Tony said he would take care of Kiriakis." He said but it was too late, he could feel the blow before he ever seen Ej's fist. As Ej continued to yell and hit Bart, Tony came in to break everything up.

DON'T MESS WITH A MISSIONARY MAN

DON'T MESS WITH A MISSIONARY MAN

"Elvis! That's enough I told Bart to take care of something per Stephano's orders. Now back off!" He yelled and EJ just stormed out of the room and headed straight to the door. Both knowing he was headed for his car to go straight to the nearest bar.

"I really think this is getting out of hand, he has completely lost it." Bart said, feeling the blood that was coming from his eye.

"For once I think you might actually be right. You should go see Dr. Rolf and get him to stitch up your eye."

"Ya, but I think Stephano needs to let Sami go, I mean Ej doesn't seem like he is getting over Sami any time soon. Six months and he still brings her flowers every week."

"Still? I mean I know he did when she first died, but I figured he stopped after the first month. Is he at least having affairs like normal Dimera's?"

"Not for a while now. He calls them Samantha, they leave all made and he downs a bottle of scotch. It's actually getting kind of sad."

"That's it, you go to Dr. Rolf and then Samantha, I need to go confront my father." Tony said and the two parted.

WELL THE MISSIONARY MAN

HE'S GOT GOD ON HIS SIDE

HE'S GOT THE SAINTS AND APOSTLES

BACKIN UP FROM BEHIND

BLACK EYED LOOKS FROM THOSE BIBLE BOOKS

As Tony walked into his father's study he turned off the opera music and confronted his father about what Ej was turning into.

"Antony what is the matter with you? No one interrupts my opera, not even my own son!" He said angrily.

"Shut up! This is important it's about Elvis he just attacked Bart. For months now I have seen him fall to pieces and loose all the focus he once had. He has become a loose cannon, someone we can no longer control! Losing her did more damage then we ever thought it would."

"A bit of a loose cannon yes, but he's a true Dimera. Taking out his own feelings on his enemies, or rather my enemy." Stephano said with a smirk as he thought about all the hell that Elvis has put Victor through over the last couple of months. "However, there is no letting that little twit go. He no longer asks questions, or threatens to abandon the family. Elvis is finally being what he was meant to be, my pawn." Stephano said and dismissed the topic, but Tony wasn't giving up that easily.

HE'S A MAN WITH A MISSION

GOT A SERIOUS MIND

THERE WAS A WOAMN IN THE JUNGLE

AND A MONKEY ON A TREE

THE MISSIONARY MAN HE FOLLOWIN ME

HE SAID STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING

GET DOWN UP ON YOUR KNEES

I'VE GOT A MESSAGE FOR YOU THAT YOU BETTER BELIEVE

"He attacked Bart! I know we all have wanted to over the years, but he is loyal and didn't deserve that. He's with Dr. Rolf now getting stitches. You need to talk to your son. Have you noticed that he still goes to her grave? Just to bring her flowers and can't handle a relationship or even a one nightstand without calling the woman Samantha. He is entirely gone!"

"Tony, this is not up for discussion. I know you are not fond of Samantha, but she will be remaining with us until your brother can seem to get out from under her spell. Then and only then will I let her go." He said and left the room, making that his final word.

"How the hell am I suppose to get rid of her if he won't even give up her memory? Even death can't seem to separate them." Tony said angrily, and then stormed out of the room himself.

DON'T MESS WITH A MISSIONARY MAN

DON'T MESS WITH A MISSIONARY MAN

Ej on the other hand was doing exactly what Tony and Bart had predicted, sitting in the Cheatin' Heart, downing shot after shot. When anyone came near him, or the dartboard he was using a fight would erupt and he would throw money on the floor.

"For the mess." He said and after the third fight decided to leave. Walking out and getting back in his car, headed for another bar, another drink. Another anything to get her laugh out of his head, her smile, her voice. Everything that she was that kept playing over and over in his mind driving him crazy.

"Please just give me the night Samantha, give me a night to not be tortured by your memory." He said as he put his head on the she steering wheel, feeling the drinks take affect, but only making things worse.

After Bart finished with Dr. Rolf, he went to bring Sami dinner. Bart walked in the room and Sami immediately walked up to him genuinely concerned about what happened to him. Call it loneliness but she thought of Bart as a friend. He always was nice to her and did his best to make her comfortable in the room she was held in. Plus, she couldn't imagine Tony ever being as kind.

"What happened?"

"Ej got upset that I wasn't following his orders so he took it out on my face. But I'm fine, Tony came and got him to go away. One good thing came out of it, Tony is going to try and convince Stephano to let you go. Seems like you're the only one who can control him."

"Not anymore, Stephano wanted a monster let him have him to control. I'm going home when I get out of here, to my family and the people that love me and want to protect me. There will be no looking back." She said and paused, looking at the screen on the television, hoping to see his face one last time. "He doesn't' love me anymore." She said and went to sit on the bed.

"Hell if he doesn't! Still brings you flowers every Sunday, just now to your grave instead of to you."

"What?"

"Look if I can prove he loves you and there's hopes to control him, will you stay?" He asked knowing Ej was due at the cemetery to visit her grave the following day.

"Depends on what happens when I get out, I just don't see my Ej anymore." She said, and looked right at Bart.

"Deal." He said and shook her hand, knowing she still loved Ej and that meant there was a chance at her staying after all was said and done.