Act 14

William led Marlena into his bedroom, even though he had no love for the betraying things she had said to him about Sonny, he would be a fool not to spend his last day at the Dimeras with the woman he once trusted. And the choice between spending it with his father and cursed step mother or Marlena then the choice wasn't hard.

- Gentle grandmother, I pray thee, leave me to myself right now.

- Good night, my beloved grandson, get thee to bed and rest, for thou hast need.

William let Marlena bestow upon him a loving kiss and watched her leave his room. He hurried over to his bag and pulled forth the blue colored vial and took it with him while he sat down onto the bed. He twirled the flask between his fingers, worry, anger, love, grief swirled inside of him. What if something went wrong? What if Eric had given him the wrong flask? What if Sonny wouldn't come? But his worries didn't matter, for if he would to die, he would rather be dead then become Brian's husband.

- Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again. Come, vial. What if this mixture do not work at all? Shall I be married then tomorrow morning? How if, when I am laid into the tomb, I wake before the time that Romeo come to redeem me? That's a fearful thought. Sonny, come! This do I drink to thee.

And with those last few words, to give him courage William raised his hand and drank the vial. It tasted to sweet and William almost throw it up again, but he forced himself to swallow heavy and not lose the liquid. He felt his fingers, his toes go cold and he could feel his heart beat start to slow down. Light headed and suddenly so very tired he fell down upon his bead, listening to his heart beats that for every second got fainter, and slower, and slower. And with one final thought to his one true love he closed his eyes, and his heart didn't beat anymore.

Act 15

Nicole smiled to herself when she walked down the stairs leading to the hallway, today William would be married and out of the house for good and she wanted to bask in the glory of this moment. When EJ had called Brian yesterday with the news that William was ready to be married and EJ wanted it to happen this day Brian had agreed whole heartedly. She saw Marlena enter the hallway and waved an impatience hand towards here, it was time for William to wake and learn that he was to be married today instead of tomorrow.

- Go waken William, Marlena, go and trim him up; I'll go and chat with Brian who had just arrived, hie, make haste; the husband is waiting with joy in his eyes, make haste, I say.

Nicole passed Marlena without a second glance and hurried down the stair where Brian was waiting, dressed to become a husband. This was going to be a glorious day.

Act 16

Marlena hurried up the stairs, Nicole or Brian wouldn't be happy to be kept waiting and she couldn't believe that her grandson wasn't up yet. She knew she had broken her beloved Williams heart when she had choose to stand by EJ and Brian's whish but what else could she do? Stand by and watch her grandson fade away waiting for a man that could never be with him? Better for William to move on, to be with the gentleman Brian and have a chance of a happy life.

- Grandson! Sleep for a week another day, the lord Brian is here.

Marlena shouted when she entered her grandson room, but no kind words where said back to her and she looked worriedly over to the bed, he wouldn't have left? Neither EJ or Brian would forgive such a thing, so she prayed for her William, that he hadn't been that foolish. And her heart froze when she took in the sight of the lifeless, pale William lying in the middle of the bed, no breath, no life escaping his present.

- Help, help! My grandson is dead! EJ! Nicole! Help!

Marlena couldn't stop screaming, it couldn't be true. It must the devils trick, fooling her eyes, but she couldn't deny what she saw. Her grandson, the apple of her eyes was dead, gone from this world. She heard the door slam up from behind her and Nicole's breathless words:

- What noise is here?

- I lamentable day!

- What is the matter Marlena?

- Look, look! O heavy day!

- O no, my step son, my life! Help, help! Call help!

Marlena looked away a second from Williams still form, she thought she could actually hear real pain in Nicole's voice but before she could say anything, EJ walked in to the room.

- Bring William forth; his lord is waiting.

- He's dead, deceased, he's dead; alack the day!

Marlena watched EJ eyes turn dark and he stalked angrily over to the bed as if William dying had offended him.

- Let me see him. O, he's cold: his blood is settled, and his joints are stiff; life and these lips have long been separated: death lies on him like an untimely frost.

And finally it was as if EJ realized what had happened and he seemed to lose his breath entire where he was seated and the bed next to his first born son death.

- Death, that hath taken him hence to make me wail, ties up my tongue, and will not let me speak.

Before they could do anything else the door opened again and father Eric and Brian stepped inside.

- Come, is the groom ready to go to church?

Father Eric asked kindly upon entering, but hasted in his steps at the looks on their faces in the room. It must have worked then, William had taken the vial and it must have worked.

- Ready to go, but never to return. O my lord Brian, the night before thy wedding day hath death lain with thy husband. There he lies, flower as he was, deflowered by him. Death is now my son in law, death is my heir; my son he hath wedded: I will die, and leave him all; life, living, all is deaths.

Eric wanted to step over to EJ and give a comforting hand, heck he wanted to speak the truth about what had happened to William, but he could never break his promise to his sisters son. But when Brian opened his mouth he also remembered why he and William had planned this.

- I have long to see this morning's face, and doth it give is such a sight? Beguiled, divorced, wronged, slain! Most detestable death! O love, O life, not life, but love in death!

Father Eric felt he needed to speak his mind, William times was running out before he would awoke again, and he needed to get him to the mausoleum before that happened.

- Dry up your tears and as the custom is, in all his best array bear him to church.

He watched EJ straighten himself up from bed, after a last loving stroke to his son cheek, he then he closed his feelings of and became the man they all know.

- All things we ordained for the wedding, turn them to black funeral, our instrument to melancholy bells, our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast, our bridal flowers will serve for buried corpse.

- EJ, go you in; and Nicole go with him; and, Sir Brian, every one prepare to follow this fair lord unto his grave.