So here I am. My first night in Llanview, Pennsylvania and I am alone. As I sit on the bed in my robe, I look around the grand room and sigh. I stand and walk to the window and gaze out on to the city. Somewhere out there my husband is probably with his ex-wife, Blair. Automatically my mind starts going at warp speed. I think back to Todds first therapy sessions with me. How he talked about his life with her and all their history. How he had loved her and how his feelings began to change when she took up with Tomas. All along I have had insecurities about their relationship and I had to sometimes lock myself in a room and drive those feelings of doubt and jealousy out of my head. Todd is always reassuring and professes his love continually to me and I feel it. I know he is sincere. Yet here I stand with all these scenarios running through my mind. I know he has to be with her now to help their son Jack. He will have to be with her for Starr, for his nephew Sam. I will have to be my own therapist and help myself to cope with all the changes that will be my life here in Llanview.
Walking into La Boulaie, Blair throws her bag on the table in the foyer. Todd walks into the living area and proceeds to pour himself a drink. "Hey," says Blair, "you just can't waltz in here like you used to and do what you want." He looks at her, "Blair I need this drink." "Todd, we are here to confront our son about possibly drinking and you're going to do it with a glass of scotch in your hand? Now who's not so smart?" she says as she grabs the glass from him. He frowns, "this liquor cart shouldn't be here anyway with a teenager and a little boy running around," he says angrily. "But yeah, you're right," he continues, "I can't face our son with scotch on my breath." "What!, I'm right about something," says Blair, "glory be." "Be quiet Blair," says Todd walking back to the foyer and sitting at the foot of the steps. Blair turns and follows him. She checks her watch. "I'm going to call Jack again." "Blair you've already called him a million times since we left your club, he isn't going to answer, just sit down and wait," says Todd staring straight ahead. She sits and there is silence for a few minutes. Todd finally speaks, "where is everybody anyway?, where's Sam?" "He's at a sleepover," answers Blair. "What about the wicked witch of the east?" he asks. Blair answers, knowing all too well to whom Todd is referring. "Dorian is in New York with Langston." Todd looks at Blair, "Langston?" "Yes, she came for the weekend." Dorian and she are having a spa day tomorrow in the big apple," says Blair. "She had to go all the way to New York to get her claws sharpened?" asks Todd sarcastically, "the sanders in Llanview aren't good enough?" "Shut up," Todd, says Blair. After hearing Langstons name, Todd thinks of his meeting with her early the previous morning telling him about Starr and her troubles. "So did Langston say anything about Starr?" asks Todd, "how is our little girl?" "Langston said that Starr is doing great and loving L.A.," answers Blair. "That's good to know," replies Todd, but in actuality he just wanted to know if Langston had said anything about Starr's situation. Todd and Langston had promised to keep it between themselves until they had answers. Todd doesn't want to tell Blair what is happening, not yet, not until he knows something more concrete. "So," says Blair, "how is Dee doing with your coming here to Llanview? I'll bet she wasn't too happy, huh?" "Actually Blair, Dee came with me," says Todd, "she's back at the Palace Hotel." "Oh," she replies, "she had to tag along to make sure you and I don't do anything?" Todd looks at her, "for your information Blair, the reason she is in Llanview is because I literally dragged her here. We are moving to here too. You would have found out eventually but Jacks phone call just sped up the move." Blair looks surprised. "You're moving back here?, oh no. I'll bet Dee wasn't at all thrilled about that." "Actually, she understands that I need to be near my family, my son, my nephew, my sister, she is much more mature about things like that than you ever were." "You know what Todd!," exclaims Blair as she stands, "why don't you just go to hell. Get out of this house, you can wait for Jack outside." "I'm not going anywhere," says Todd. She flashes her cell phone at him, "well how about I just call the police and have you dragged out of here, isn't that the way you left last time?" Blair is about to dial when Todd rips the cell from her hand, "I said I'm not going any where."
"Blair I didn't come here to fight with you, I came for our son." "Well, you sure as hell have a funny way of not fighting," says Blair. "All you have done since you got here is hurl insults at me." "And you have hurled them right back," replies Todd, "so there." Blair turns and walks back and sits on the steps again. "Todd, I'm sorry." "For what?," he asks. "For what I said about Dee tagging along," she replies. Todd is silent. She continues, "and also..." "And also what?," asks Todd. "Todd, I also wanted to say how sorry I was to hear about her shooting, really. Starr told me what happened, I know we've had our differences but I never would want either of you hurt." "Did Starr tell you about the baby?" asks Todd. "Yes she did," answers Blair, "and I am truly sorry." "Well you know Blair, it's all kinda your fault." "What!" she exclaims. "Yeah," he continues, "because you dumped Tomas, he came after me, trying to kill me once and failing and now I have heart damage as a result. Then he tried again, killing my baby and almost killing Dee." Blair sits there with her mouth open in disbelief. "You bastard," she says rising and going toward him. "I should have known better than to say anything nice to you," she yells. "I feel terrible about what happened to you and your wife and this is what you say to me? Tomas is solely responsible for what happened, how dare you put it on me." "Actually Blair, I do put it on you, if you hadn't of thrown me over for that asshole, defending him at every turn, none of this would have happened." "Okay," says Blair, "and you would have never met the new love of your life." Todd is speechless at that remark. He smirks at Blair. He turns and walks back and sits on the steps.
Silence again. Blair turns and walks back to the steps and sits again. She looks at her watch. Finally after sitting quietly for about ten minutes, Blair speaks. "Todd maybe you should go, I can handle this on my own." "I'm staying," he replies softly, "you need a man to handle this." She turns and looks at him. "Excuse me, but for your information Todd, I don't need a man, I am fine just the way I am." Todd chuckles, "seriously? Blair, you can't be five minutes without a man. And don't even get me started on the losers you chose. Let's see, there was Max Holden, that old geezer Asa, Cord Roberts, Mr. Poetry Patrick Thornhart, yadda yadda yadda, fake me which turned out to be Victor, Spencer Truman, Eli Clark and last but not least, the big enchilada Tomas Delgado. I'm sure I might have missed some but that bunch I just mentioned says it all," remarks Todd. "Oh yeah," replies Blair, "well you forgot the biggest loser of all." "And who would that be?," asks Todd pretending he doesn't know the answer. "You, you asshole," exclaims Blair. Todd looks at her and brings his hand to his chest, "me?" She can tell that he is making fun of her. "C'mon Blair, I already know, I'm the biggest loser but now I'm Dee's loser." "Yes you are," says Blair. "Hey seriously Blair, who's the new guy?" "There is no guy," she answers. "Yeah there is," he smiles, "c'mon, who is it?" "None of your business," she answers. "Ah hah," laughs Todd, "I knew it." "Alright," answers Blair, "I am seeing someone and actually Todd, as coincidences would have it, he just happens to be from Port Charles."
"What!" exclaims Todd, "Port Charles, seriously?" "Yes," answers Blair, "he just moved here and we've gone out a few times." "Who is it?" asks Todd. "I'm not going to tell you," she says, "it's none of your business." "Yes it is my business, if he is going to be hanging around my son and nephew," replies Todd. "Well too bad," says Blair, "and if you don't like it, tough. Now shut up and tell me what we're going to do when Jack gets here." "See, you do need a man to handle this," says Todd, "and I'm not going to tell you a thing if you don't tell me who this guy is." Blair shouts, "I said it's none of your business." As the two stand there arguing they do not notice the front door open. Jack is slowly staggering in. He see's his parents yelling. He can't believe that Todd is here. "Stop yelling at my mom you jerk," slurs Jack. Todd and Blair both turn. Blair pushes past Todd and runs to her son. "Oh my God Jack where have you been?, I've been worried sick." "We've been worried sick," says Todd, "and besides Blair, you had no idea till I showed up that Jack was all messed up." "Shut up Todd," shouts Blair, "you think you're the knight in shinning armor? Well you're not, you hurt everybody you come in contact with." Jack is swaying and he brings his hands to his ears, "will you both please shut up?" Blair turns back to her son, "Jack what is wrong, why did you lie to me? You said you were going to stay in and..." She doesn't finish her sentence when Jack yells at her, "will you just shut up?" "Hey," yells Todd going to him and grabbing him by his shirt collar, "don't you ever talk that way to your mother, do you hear me?" Blair stands back almost in tears. Jack is about to yell back but instead he begins to make a choking sound. He then begins to convulse and finally passes out in Todds arms. Blair screams, "oh my God Jack." Todd is holding onto his son for dear life. "Blair," he yells as he cradles Jack, "open the door so I can get Jack to the car." Blair is shaking with worry and fear. Her hands tremble as she turns the knob. Todd lifts him and carries him to the waiting vehicle. Blair climbs in as Todd tells his driver to get them to Llanview Hospital.