Author's Note: My Port Charles heart is cringing right now. For the sake of my story Caleb will be Stephen like in the GH universe. My friend had an issue with that. It hurts…
Chapter 2
Dr. Silas Clay arrives to his cozy townhouse. Well it would be cozy if he wasn't soaking wet. "Gotta love Port Charles in the summer." He says to himself as he goes to put on some dry clothes. He was still getting used to Port Charles but it was coming at a very high price. He didn't have the luxuries of the NYC suburbs he came from. He had to get used to being near water, which wasn't all that bad. Except for the random rain storms that popped up. Silas didn't do well with change. In fact he hated it. Every time something changed in his life, it was for the worse. He was a successful oncologist, state renowned. But his personal life was in shambles. And now he had to come and like always, clean up his brother's mess. That's what brought him to Port Charles in the first place. His brother Stephen.
Silas wasn't very close to his baby brother. Younger by a year Stephen was wild and sociable. Always had something going on. He would try to include Silas in his escapades. "Come on Si, we're going to have a little fun. You can't just sit around and be a stick in the mud forever." Stephen would say. But that wasn't his style. Silas just stayed to himself until one of Stephen's friends would call to come bail him out or get him out of whatever trouble he was in. "Damage control Si" Stephen would call him. He could hear Stephen call him that now. If he was here to call him that now Silas would probably punch him. But as time passed Stephen calmed down a little. All thanks to her…Livvie.
He met her one night in Port Charles. The rest is history as one would say and all seemed right in the world. The brothers actually starting acting like brothers should. Stephen got into his music, married Livvie and Silas went on to medical school. All was well until Silas got that dreaded phone call…"Si! Come get him! I can't talk to him!" Livvie wailed through the phone. "What's wrong?" Silas asked. "He's been drinking again! I can't deal with it!" So once again he heads home. "Silas, what are you doing here?" "Livvie called me. What are you doing and why are ya'll fighting?" "Oh her, she just doesn't want me to go back on the road." "You don't need to go! You can't handle it!" Livvie yells. "I'm fine Olivia! So you can send damage control Si home." Stephen says as he walked towards the door. "Steve…don't go." "I can handle it Silas. I'm fine." And with that he left. That was the last time he had seen his brother. Well sane anyways. Soon rumors of turmoil and arguments between Stephen and Livvie started to circulate. But the biggest thing was that Stephen got another woman pregnant (Apparently that was true now that he thought about it) That was the last straw for Livvie. Silas was there when his brother became the man people know today. When Stephen Clay, the serial killer was born.
"Fix this Silas! You're a doctor, FIX THIS!" Stephen yelled. Silas just stood there looking at Livvie's lifeless body hanging from the balcony of the staircase. "I can't…I can't fix this Stephen…" Silas says as Stephen throws a glass. "If you can't fix this…I know someone who can…I just need to be alone with Livvie." "Who can fix this Steve? This is unfixable!" Silas yells. "Caleb can fix this." He says as he walks out. Stephen didn't attend Livvie's funeral. His reps said that he couldn't handle seeing her like that. Knowing that he couldn't save her. Time went by and no one heard from him. Everybody, including Silas thought he was on one of his benders. Boy were they wrong.
One day while doing his residency Silas got a phone call that took him by surprised. "Hello is this Silas Clay?" "Dr. Silas Clay, yes it is." "Hello Dr. Clay I'm calling from the Autauga County Sherriff's' Department in Actium, Alabama. Are you familiar with a man by name of Caleb Morley?" "No…not that I know…wait a minute…is he a famous rock star?" Silas asked fearing the answer. "Yes he is…or at least he think he is." The Sherriff says. "(sighs) Sir, his name is not Caleb Morley. It's Stephen Clay and he's my brother." "Oh we know who he is and who you are." "Then why the hell are you calling me?" Silas says annoyed. "Because we are calling to tell you that your brother has been arrested for what we think is a string of murders all over the east coast…" the Sherriff says. Silas just stares off into space until a familiar voice crashes his thoughts. "Let me go before I drain the life out of all of you! You think bars will stop me! (laughs) ya'll ain't seen the last of Caleb Morley!" "Well your brother, the vampire is scheduled for trial for which nine times out of ten he will be committed. We need the next of kin to sign his commitment papers." The Sherriff says. "(groans)…..Damn it! Okay…When do I have to come down there?" "He will be tried on Tuesday."
That Tuesday Silas made his way to the courthouse. He sat in the audience of the courtroom as people and cameras piled in the room. A hushed silence fell over the courtroom as they brought the battled superstar in. He hung his head low until the judge addressed him. "Stephen Clay, you have been deemed incompetent to stand trial due to mental insanity. You are hereby ordered to be committed to the Laurel Hills Sanitarium for the term of your natural life. Do you have anything to say before your sentence is carried out?" Stephen raises his head slowly and smiles a crooked smile. "(laughs) You fools think keeping me prisoner will ever stop me from finding her again? I have powers beyond your mortal imaginations! Nothing and no one will ever keep me from my Livvie!" He jumps towards the judge as the officers grabs him and start to carry him out the courtroom. "I'm mortal, do you hear me! I'm mortal and I will reclaim my love again. You'll see, you all see!" Stephen yells then laughs an eerie laugh. Silas followed the prisoner van carrying his deranged brother to the sanitarium outside the city limits. Once they got there he watched from his truck as the officers get him out of the vehicle with strong difficulty. "He's a fighter." Silas laughed to himself as he waited until an officer told him it was safe for him to come in. He walked in and up to the front office. Once there he saw came face to face with what he thought would be his brother.
Silas looked at Stephen who stared back him with an icy glare and a crooked smile. "Well, well, well if it isn't damage control Si. Come to sign me away?" "I'm here to make sure you get the help you need." "I don't need help. I need Livvie, my Olivia." "Livvie's gone. You gotta come to terms with that." Silas says as he fills out the paperwork. "Livvie's gone now because you wouldn't help her. But I can. I can reclaim her. Without your medicine. Without your help." Stephen sneers. "Well hopefully you can get the treatment to help you cope." "But Si, it's your fault that those people are dead. It's your fault that I'm in here. All of you stopped me from finding my love. You didn't help me so all those people paid for your sins." Stephen says as he tries to go after Silas. He hands the nurse the papers and backs away so that the officers can take him away. "This is your fault Si! And when I get out and find Livvie, I'm coming for you. No one can stop me!" Stephen yells as they carry him away. That was the last time he seen his brother alive.