kidnapped Brooke and held her captive in Alex's
cabin in Big Bear. Stormy and Brett took the
helecopter and chased Philip off, leaving Brett
to deliver Brooke's baby. Will
questioned Ethan about what he'd been told about
his father. Alex cautioned Heather not to
trust the wrong people to help her with her career.
Janet had been working on a tell-all manuscript
about the Blackthorne family, and was using Ethan
to get information. James began walking again.
Safe back home at the hospital, Brooke and James
rejoiced and decided to name their baby Michael.
Angry that Brett had one-upped him again,
Stormy threatened to tell James about the pills
he found in Brett's possession.
Stormy continued, his eyes penetrating into Brett’s. “Tell us.
Tell us what you did to make certain you remained the head of Sunset Studios while my father was in
frowned, looking at her brother and then at her husband. “What is he talking about, Brett?” she
asked. “You haven’t done anything, have
down on his lip as he wondered just how far Stormy was going to push him before
he confessed. There was no way he could
tell them what he’d done. It would be
suicide. And if Stormy told them he
would just have to deny it. It was his
word against his, after all. He’d
disposed of the remainder of the muscle relaxers and now there was no proof.
what the hell are you talking about?” James demanded. “I thought I made it clear that I wanted the
two of you to work together and to run Sunset
Studios as a team. I won’t have any
of this bickering back and forth.”
me, Dad, you’ll want to hear this,” Stormy said. He wouldn’t let Brett get away with coming
across as a hero for what he did up in the cabin. So what if he delivered Brooke’s baby. One sucker punch by Philip Whitacre and he was supposed to step back and not
take any off the glory? No, it didn’t
work that way.
a chance that Stormy was bluffing so he decided to call him on it. Luckily he had a backup scheme to confess
to. One that didn’t seem quite as
atrocious as the one he’d perpetuated with the pills. “He’s right, James,” he finally began,
looking back and forth between James and Miranda. “Remember that day when Will Thomerson showed
up at the house blaming you for stealing The
Murderess and Blood & Oil?”
nodded. “Yes. What about it?”
is I did steal them from him,” Brett announced.
“I had Heather take the scripts without his knowing. Then I arranged to gain the rights before
they had a chance to counter offer. I’m
sorry, James. I know I probably let you
down, but I also know that rules don’t apply when it comes to Will Thomerson.”
what?” Stormy asked in a rage. “How
could you involve Heather in something like that?” He’d suddenly forgotten all about the
pills. His protective nature regarding
Heather came to the surface and he grew angrier than he was before.
like I forced her into anything,” Brett continued.
does she get out of helping you?”
Stormy asked in a fury.
didn’t have to answer because James was already growing irritated by the bickering. “Stop it,” he commanded. “I don’t want to hear any more about this
right now. My wife just had a baby and
that’s all I care about tonight. We’ll
talk about all of this later.”
gritted his teeth and slammed his fist into the wall. He couldn’t believe Brett had made himself
look like the good guy again. It seemed
like he couldn’t get his family to see him for what he was for anything.
rolled her eyes and put her arm through Brett’s. “Daddy, we’re going to go home now. We’ll see you tomorrow.”
and ran his fingers through his hair, annoyed that his children couldn’t seem
to get along to save their lives. Today
should be a day of celebration, not for petty arguments and finger pointing.
home too,” Stormy said with a sigh. “Oh,
Dad, Jack Fallmont is in the waiting room.
He wanted to come by and give you and Brooke his best."
James said and started down the hall.
gone, Brett gave Stormy a smug grin and started off with Miranda on his
arm. Stormy tried to keep his cool,
refusing to let Brett get the best of him.
He’d have to find another way of showing everyone who he really was. Besides, James was walking again so anything
that Brett did to try to sabotage that hadn’t worked. It was water under the bridge and he had a
feeling that nobody would take his accusations seriously.
had to be more to Brett’s evil doings.
He was certain there was something else that he could nail him for.
Harper backed up a step, her eyes riveted to Jack Fallmont as he cornered her
in the hallway by a nurse's station. It
wasn’t the first time she’d had a run in with him. She’d been on the Fallmonts bad side for
years thanks to her in-depth investigative reporting. And back in her hometown of Denver where most
of the Fallmont family hailed from there was always plenty of dirt to uncover.
“As far as I know, this is still
America and I have every right to go where I please,” she said in a haughty
manner. “And unless I’m mistaken, there
aren’t any injunctions to prevent me from doing my job here in Los Angeles.”
scoffed at her snide expression and dug his hands deep into the pockets of his
expensive Armani suit. “Wherever you
are, trouble is sure to follow, Miss Harper,” he said with a frown. “You couldn’t spread enough lies about my
family back in Denver so you had to come to L.A. to prey on someone else? So tell me, what poor unsuspecting soul is
about to be slandered in that trashy newspaper you work for?”
and adjusted the strap on her purse.
“Your family may have influence in Denver to keep me from printing the truth about them, but everyone else is
fair game as far as I’m concerned.”
grabbed hold of her arm and shook her threateningly. “Not if means hurting anyone that I care
about,” he warned her. “If you think we
have influence in Denver, you have no idea what I can do to you here.”
because you bribed the newspaper I work for.
You think you rich people can buy off whoever you please. Well let me tell you something…” She jerked her arm away and flashed him an
angry scowl. “I’m only starting, and by
the time I’m finished, I promise you I will be the most respected damn
journalist in Denver and Los Angeles.
Just you watch.”
his jaw and seethed as he watched her storm down the hallway. He had a bad feeling about her presence in
Los Angeles. She had caused more trouble
for his circle of powerful friends and family than he cared to remember
morning, James led Brooke into the foyer of the mansion, the baby cradled in
her arms as they were greeted by the entire family.
“Everybody, this is Michael,”
James said proudly as Leilani and Heather cooed over the seven pound baby with
a shock of brown hair. “He’s our little
“You’re a darling little thing,
aren’t you?” Leilani said, her English as broken as ever as she gently stroked
Michael’s tiny hands and feet.
“He’s beautiful, Brooke,” Heather
said with a beaming smile. She looked
over her shoulder where Stormy was standing.
The disappointment in the way their marriage ended suddenly came
flooding back to her. After being
married for barely over a year, they never had the opportunity to start a
family. It was something she often
thought about and some day wanted to have.
“He looks just like his old man,”
Brett said with a grin and patted James on the back.
Standing in the distance, Miranda
folded her arms and watched everyone fawn over the baby. It didn’t seem possible that she had a baby
brother barely a day old. The twenty-one
years between them seemed like an eternity.
“Miranda, would you like to hold
your brother?” James asked happily.
She offered a toothy smile and
shook her head politely. “Not just
yet. I think Brooke probably wants to
get him settled in first.”
Brooke nodded and turned to
James. “I would like to take him up to the nursery,” she said.
“You go on, Darling,” James said
and kissed her softly. “I have a few
calls to make in the study and then I’ll be right up.”
Brooke started up the stairs and
Leilani followed her close behind to see if she needed tending to. After they were safely out of view, James
turned to Stormy and approached him rapidly.
“Stormy, have you heard anything
about Philip Whitacre?” he asked.
“No, nothing,” he replied. “The police have their best people out on a
full-scale manhunt. If Whitacre is still
in the area, they’ll find him. Don’t
James huffed with irritation and
dug his hands in his pockets. “Well I am worried,” he said with disdain. “That maniac kidnapped my wife. He damn near could have killed you up in that
cabin. He’s got to be found and taken in
so I can see that justice is served. I
won’t let him get away with this.”
Upstairs on the landing, Brooke
listened to James’s tirade and sighed with exasperation. She didn’t want her husband going after
Philip like this. It wasn’t worth
it. She knew he wasn’t a danger to
them. He wasn’t going to come back. She was sure of it.
Stormy followed Heather down the hallway and
pulled her off to a corner. “Can I talk
to you for a minute?” he asked.
She shrugged, flipping her long
hair over her shoulder. “Is this about
the divorce?” she asked. “Because I
haven’t got the final papers yet. The
lawyer said it should be a few more days.”
“It’s not about the divorce,”
Stormy replied. “It’s about Brett.”
Panic set in and she backed up
instinctively, throwing up her defenses.
“What about him?”
“I know that he had you steal
those scripts from Will Thomerson.
Heather, why are you letting him take advantage of you like that? Don’t you know what kind of trouble Brett
Armstrong is? Have you forgotten what he
did last summer with Lauren?”
Heather shook her head in
aggravation and shot him a hateful stare.
“You have the nerve to mention that bitch in front of me?” she
asked. “I don’t give a damn what Brett’s
involvement with her was. You were
supposed to be my husband. You were the
one who cheated. Don’t try to turn this
around on Brett.”
Stormy couldn’t believe what he
was hearing. Had she taken Brett’s side
too? What did he have to do to convince
people that he was a creep? “Look, if
he was using you or coerced you into doing something then I want to know about
it. I’ll be damned if I’m going to let
him treat you like that, Heather.”
“Why? Because you’re such a
stand-up kind of guy?” Heather asked with a sarcastic chuckle. “Get real, Stormy. And get this straight – nobody makes me do
anything that I don’t want to do. And I
resent the fact that you assume Brett coerced me into doing anything. As if I don’t have a mind of my own.”
“Heather, I didn’t say that-“
Stormy began and reached out to her.
She shook her head and pushed him
away. “Forget it. You know what? I hope those divorce papers get here real soon, because right now I want to
forget I was ever married to you.”
With that, she raced down the
hall and didn’t look back. She was more
than unnerved by the confrontation with Stormy. Yes, she did
feel used by Brett. Particularly because
he promised her a role in a move in exchange for getting him those
scripts. A role that he later took back
and flaunted it in her face. But she
refused to let Stormy know that she’d been taken advantage of. The time for him being her champion was long
over. She was a self-sufficient woman
now. Independent and happily so.
Later, Heather sat down in the
parlor room of Will Thomerson’s estate, accepting a glass of wine from him as
he positioned himself next to her.
“I just think it’s so great that
James and Brooke are together again and that the baby is safe at home,” she
said. “Plus James is out of the
wheelchair now. They’ve been through so
much together and they don’t deserve any more pain.”
Will stifled the urge to scream
at her to shut up about James and how he deserved to be happy. It was the biggest example of irony he’d ever
heard of in his life. After keeping him
from his son for almost thirty years, he deserved no happiness whatsoever. And he was determined to make it right.
“I’m sorry,” Heather
continued. “I know I’ve been rambling
since I got here. You and James aren’t
exactly friends. I respect that and I
won’t mention it again. But I would like
to talk about that role that you promised me in your next film.”
“Role?” Will asked. It was the last thing on his mind with
everything he’d learned in the past few days.
“Oh, you mean the starring role in The
Murderess? Well, I can’t exactly
give you a role in a film that James stole out from under me.”
Heather grew quiet and her eyes
traveled uneasily across the room. She
wished she’d never gone along with Brett’s scheme. If she hadn’t, Will would have given her the
role and she wouldn’t be left holding an empty bag.
Will examined her expression
carefully. She wasn’t good at hiding her
guilty conscience. Yet another reason
he hated James Blackthorne. He’d used
Heather to steal from him. That was
something else he was going to have to make right. He’d make them all pay, including Heather
Blackthorne, for double-crossing him.
“Well,” Heather continued after
an awkward moment. “There’s always
He smiled and put his arm around
her. “Yes, there is. I'll make sure you get what you have coming
to you, Princess."
entered the study where James was engrossed in an official sounding phone call
with his lawyer. He held up his hand and
smiled politely while he finished the conversation. Gwen looked around the office and wrapped
her arms around herself, awkward and uncomfortable.
As soon as
James hung up, he gestured to a chair and sat down on the edge of his
desk. “Pretty exciting day, isn’t it?”
with a smile. “Yes, it is. The baby being born, you walking again…it’s
all so wonderful, Mr. Blackthorne.” She
shifted in her seat. “What is it that
you wanted to talk to me about?”
Brooke and I were talking and we decided that we’d like to have someone around
to help out with the baby,” James announced.
“You’ve shown yourself to be a very capable nurse, Gwen. I know I was a bit unbearable at times, but
the truth is I couldn’t have done it all without you.”
for saying so.”
like to ask you to stay on,” James explained.
“You’ve become like part of the family, and I know Brooke would
appreciate the help with the baby. What
do you say?”
the overwhelming gesture, Gwen nodded with approval, feeling her eyes misting
over with tears. She’d been so afraid
that she would be excused from her duties as soon as James began walking again. But now the opportunity to stay was staring
her in the face. How could she not take
it? That incident in South America was years ago. She had been punished
and she paid her debt to society. She was much
James said in a effort to pull her back to reality. “Do you need more time to think about it?”
shook her head and stood at attention.
“No, I’d like to accept your offer, Mr. Blackthorne. It would mean a great deal to me to stay and
work for your family.”
settles it then,” James said and ushered her to the door. “I’ll tell my wife right away. I know she’ll be pleased.”
and started out into the hallway. Her
elation was quickly clouded by uncertainty and dread. Suddenly she realized that if she and Brett
were going to be together one day and raise their baby as man and wife, she
couldn’t possibly stay on working for the Blackthornes. He was married
to Miranda Blackthorne, after all.
thoughts were interrupted when Stormy appeared and saw the resonant look in her
eyes. “Gwen, are you okay?” he asked as
he stepped closer.
out of the daze and shot her head quickly toward him. “What?” she asked, startled by his sudden
appearance. “Uh, yes. I’m fine.”
look fine. Are you sure there isn’t
anything I can do?”
want him prying. She knew the way he and
Brett were constantly at odds and she didn’t want to slip and say anything that
he could use against them. “No…I mean
yes, I’m sure. If you’ll excuse me….”
stopped her before she could walk away.
He turned her around to face him and tried to appear as unthreatening as
he could. “Gwen, I hope I’m not speaking
out of line, but I couldn’t help notice something the other day when I was in
your room.” He paused, wondering if she
would bring it up first. “The pregnancy
test. Did you take it? Are you pregnant?”
with fear, she wrung her hands tightly together and began swaying back and
forth in her standing position. She
knew her thoughts were betraying her, but lying and sneaking around had never
been her strong suit. Maybe that’s why
she spent those years in prison. She had
to confess to what she did. She served her time and she was released.
That was all there was to it.
not pregnant,” she said, then quickly forced herself to speak up louder and
more confidently. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
okay,” Stormy said reassuringly. “It’s
just between the two of us. If you are
pregnant, I won’t tell anyone if you don’t want me to. It’s nobody else's business.”
say anything. She couldn’t. The paralyzing fear was back. Why did he have to keep badgering her? Her stomach started to hurt and she felt
cramped and sweaty in the foyer.
someone's that you’ve been seeing?” Stormy asked. “A boyfriend?
Have you told him yet?”
like she would pass out. She had to get
away fast. “Please just leave me alone,”
she said and dashed up the stairs with a flourish.
frowned, wondering why she’d gotten so upset.
He was only trying to reach out to her as a friend. But something had gotten to her and sent her
into a panic. The only question was what?
into the parlor room of her house in Beverly Hills.
She threw her coat over a chair and walked to the bar to pour a
drink. Just as she turned around, Jordan
came in with a scowl on his face.
you been?” he demanded.
him a snarly look and lit a cigarette.
“Not now, Jordan. I have a lot on
guess,” he began. “James
Blackthorne. Are you finally through
holding his hand now that his wife is back from her latest trip to hell? You don't even like Brooke Blackthorne."
it, Jordan. You may be my husband, but
James is the father of my children,” Alex said angrily. “Is there anything wrong with me wanting to
lend him support when he needs it?”
frowned, stepping closer and trying to decide what she was hiding. “There’s something else,” he said, quite sure
of himself. “I know that look. I’ve seen it before. You’re in a moral dilemma, aren’t you? Oh wait, I forgot you don’t have morals. Or is this about your new venture in natural gas
with Marilee Walker?”
to ignore his attempt at being funny.
She walked to the window of the parlor and looked out at the flowing
green lawns and majestic palm trees. “I
overhead something about James quite some time ago,” she explained, wanting
desperately to get it off her chest.
“About his nephew, Ethan.”
around and looked him dead on. “Will
Thomerson is Ethan’s father,” she blurted out without even giving it a second
thought. It felt so good to tell someone. Keeping it inside all those months was
killing her. “James has known all along
and never told either one of them.”
Jordan whispered under his breath.
gets worse,” Alex said, beginning to pace the room. “Will found out about it and now he’s out for
“Oh I see,”
Jordan said with a roll of his eyes. He
rubbed his hand across his face and turned away. “So this is more concern for James’s well
being. How typical.”
her head and raced toward him. “You
don’t understand!” she lamented. “I’ve
seen Will angry and poised to attack James before, but this is different! Jordan, he’s not going to stop until James
pays the ultimate price! I’m afraid for
what, Alex?” Jordan asked in a rage as he grabbed her by the shoulders and
shook her forcefully. “I’m afraid too. I’m afraid that this obsession you have with
James Blackthorne is going to wreck our marriage. Can’t you see what you’re doing? You’re living and breathing for that
man. You can’t keep doing that and stay
married to me.”
you saying?” Alex asked.
alone,” Jordan replied plainly. “Don’t
do anything. Don’t tell him that
Thomerson knows about Ethan. Don’t run
over there and warn him and concoct another hair-brained scheme to save his
neck. Save our marriage instead.”
her mouth to respond but before she could she realized Jordan had a point. She married him for a reason. She loved him and wanted to give their
marriage a chance. How could she do that
if she kept running to James every time a crisis happened?
finally said and buried her head in his chest.
“I won’t go to James with this.
I’ll stay out of it.”
sighed with relief and stroked his hand along her auburn hair. Finally he had gotten through to her. Maybe now they could forge some kind of happy
in her luxuriously decorated office at Hotel
Terranova and glanced through a stack of fabric swatches and carpet
samples. She pushed her long black hair
from her face and picked up the phone on her desk. After dialing the house, Leilani answered and
went to put James on the phone.
listen I was just going over some swatches for the third floor room renovation
and I thought you could come down and take a look,” she said with a hint of
excitement in her voice. “I’d love to
get your opinion. It is your money at work, after all.”
I’d love to but Brooke and I are expecting guests,” James replied from the
phone in the parlor. “Kenny and Renee
DeWitt and Marilee Walker are coming by to see the baby.”
murmured, barely able to hide her disappointment. “Well maybe afterwards.”
know, Darling, I just don’t think today is going to work. The baby’s only been home a day and I’d like
to spend some time with him. I’m sure
you understand, don’t you?”
stung with tears and she nodded reluctantly.
“Yeah, sure I do,” she said and took a deep breath. “All right, I’ll just pick something out
whatever you choose will be exquisite,” James replied with a smile. “You have excellent taste.”
“Sure. Bye Daddy.”
She hung up the phone and clenched her fists in anger. The idea that she was jealous of a tiny baby
was ridiculous, but she couldn’t help it.
In a rage, she picked up the giant book of swatches and hurdled it
across the room.
afternoon, after hearing of James’s offer to keep Gwen on as Michael’s nanny,
Brett decided he had to take action quickly.
After summoning enough nerve to approach her, he found her in the baby’s
nursery next door to James and Brooke’s bedroom. He saw her standing above the crib, smiling
down at the sleeping baby. For a moment
he felt a pang of guilt over what he was about to do. But just as quickly it subsided and he
realized that he had to do it for the sake of his marriage and his position
with Sunset Studios.
called out, which apparently startled her because she spun around and placed a
hand on her heaving chest. Immediately
he could tell something was wrong. “Are
you okay? You don’t look so good.”
and forced herself to smile, approaching him quickly and attempting to give him
a warm embrace. When he pulled away she
grew instantly alarmed. “Brett? What is it?”
safe,” he said and looked over his shoulder.
“James or Brooke could come in any minute.”
and folded her hands in front of her.
“Well did you hear the news?” she asked.
“Mr. Blackthorne wants me to stay here and help take care of Michael. He said I was like a member of the
barely responded. He walked to the
baby’s crib and looked down at the newest Blackthorne heir. Another obstacle to keep him from running Sunset Studios on his own. As if Stormy wasn’t enough.
don’t have to stay,” Gwen quickly
added and rushed toward him. “I mean,
after we announce that we’re in love and you’re leaving Miranda, I won’t be any
more welcome here than you will be.
We’ll go somewhere else. Maybe
another country. I don’t know if I ever
told you but I spent a few years in Paraguay.
It’s beautiful there. We can
raise our baby there, or anywhere for
turned to her and shook his head solemnly.
“I’m sorry, Gwen, but there’s been a change of plans.”
you mean?” she asked in confusion.
hands on her shoulders, he looked into her eyes and tried to make certain his
words were getting through to her. “I’ve
decided to stay with Miranda. I don’t
want to divorce her.”
“What?” she shrieked, tears immediately
falling down her cheeks as she backed up away from him. She couldn’t believe what she was
hearing. She thought it was all settled.
sorry, Gwen. I just don’t love you.”
her head, devastated and suddenly feeling short of breath. A sharp pain in her stomach caused her to
jolt forward and she tried taking a deep breath to calm herself down. “But what about our baby?” she asked. “You can’t turn your back on our baby.”
think you should have it,” Brett announced evenly.
insane,” she said and covered her mouth in horror. “You want me to end my pregnancy? How could you even suggest something like
that? This is your baby too.”
followed her across the room, praying that she would listen to reason. “You know it’s the only thing that makes
sense. Do you realize what would happen
if we did tell everyone the truth
about us? The Blackthornes are powerful
people. Gwen, they entrusted you with
their two day old son. Do you think they’re not going to come at us
with everything they have? We’ll be
lucky if we can live in peace anywhere
in the world. Even Paraguay.”
didn’t listen. She was trembling and
shaking her head back and forth in disbelief.
She felt betrayed. Not just that
Brett was cold enough to tell her he didn’t love her, but to say he wanted her
to kill their own baby.
Suddenly she doubled over in
pain, clutching her stomach and crying out in pain. Brett stood by, wide-eyed as he tried to
determine what was happening.
“Gwen?” he asked.
“Just leave me alone!” she cried,
walking to a rocking chair and sitting down.
“I don’t want to look at you right now.
Brett didn’t stick around to
argue with her. He told her what he
needed to and that was the end of it.
That night at dinner he would suggest to James that she be let go, and
if that didn’t work he’d have to make her look bad, like she couldn’t be
trusted with the baby. It was a perfect
setup. And if she did talk, who would believe the story of a mousy nurse over him?
By the time he got down the
stairs, he heard Gwen crying out in agony from the nursery. Quickly, he ducked around the corner and hid
as Stormy raced upstairs to check on her.
When Stormy entered the room, he
found Gwen doubled over in the rocking chair, holding her hands in her lap and
“Gwen, what is it?” he asked in a
She lifted up her hands and
revealed the scarlet colored blood from between her legs. “My baby…” she whimpered. “Please help me.”
James was on the phone in the
study with Detective Baines. He paced
back and forth, raking his fingers through his hair with irritation. “I don’t care how many men you have to send
out. I want Philip Whitacre found. Do you understand me? That man is a lunatic and he can’t be allowed
With that, he hung the phone up
and turned around just as Brooke entered the room. “Who were you talking to?” she asked
James ignored her question and
walked around to the other side of his desk.
“It’s nothing, Darling. Don’t
worry yourself about it.”
But Brooke knew better. She knew he was still trying to locate
Philip. He wouldn’t rest until he was
behind bars for what he did. “An ambulance
came and took Gwen to the hospital,” she announced. “Stormy went with her.”
“What?” he gasped. “What
“I don’t know,” she said and
shook her head. “I tried to find you but
it all happened so quickly.”
James hesitated for a moment and
then dug his hands into his pockets. “I
should probably go to the hospital and see if there’s anything I can do,” he
“I’ll go with you.”
suddenly he shook his head in
protest. “No, I can’t go. I have to stay here in case there’s any word
“About what?” Brooke interrupted
with an accusatory tone. “About Philip? James, you can’t keep pursuing this. I told you that Philip isn’t going to hurt us
anymore. Let it go.”
Her words infuriated him and he
slammed his fist onto the desk. “You
don’t know that!” he exclaimed. “Brooke,
he could try to take you again. And this
time he could do something far worse.
Don’t you see? I have to find him. I can’t risk that happening again.”
Distraught over James’s
obsession, Brooke turned and left the study to go check on Michael. She couldn’t stop thinking about the way
Philip coached her through her labor before Stormy and Brett had arrived. He opened up to her and revealed a soft side
that she’d never seen before. How could
she let James treat him like a common criminal?
Stormy walked into the
examination room at Cedars-Sinai, pausing momentarily in the doorway before he
ventured in to see Gwen. He took a deep
breath and walked toward her, heartbroken by the sight of her frail body laying
helplessly on the bed.
“The doctor said you can come
home in a little while,” he said, knowing that Gwen was devastated by the turn
of events. “I’ll wait and drive you.”
She nodded and wiped her watery
eyes with a tissue. “So I guess you know
I was lying before when I said I wasn’t pregnant.”
"Yeah,” he said, gently touching
her hand. “It’s okay. You don’t owe me any explanations,
Gwen.” A beat. “ When are you going to tell the father?”
The question made her sick to her
stomach. The father couldn’t care less that she’d lost her baby. The father
told her to end the pregnancy. He got
his wish. She felt like telling Stormy
everything about her and Brett. The
affair, the attempt at keeping James in his wheelchair, and the baby they
conceived together. That would show
had to do something about him.
But she couldn’t do it because
then she’d lose everything. She liked
working for the Blackthornes and she was excited about taking care of their
baby. It was just what she needed. If she couldn’t have a baby of her own, at
least she’d have theirs. It was the next
That evening before dinner, Brett
walked into the library and found Stormy studying a set of financial reports
for Sunset Studios. He gritted his teeth and started toward him
with a furious expression on his face.
“Did you take those from my
office?” he demanded.
Stormy looked at him
defiantly. “Yes. Do you have a problem with that?”
Brett shook his head in
aggravation. “As a matter of fact I
do. I don’t appreciate you going into my
private office and taking things. What
gives you the right to-“
“Listen Brett, my father put us
both in charge while he was ill. That
means I get to see everything,
including the things you don’t want me to.
As far as I can see, that’s the way it’s going to stay until he decides
to go back to work.”
“And when will that be?” Brett
asked anxiously. He knew now that James
was walking again it wouldn’t be long before he reclaimed his position at the
studio. Then where would that leave him?
“Ask him yourself when he gets
here,” Stormy replied. “When I got home
from the hospital with Gwen he asked me to meet him in here before dinner.”
Brett’s forehead creased in
concentration. “He asked me to meet him
here too,” he announced. “By the way,
how is Gwen anyway?”
Stormy barely looked up at him. “She’ll be fine.”
His quick response told Brett
that something bad happened. Was it
possible that the situation had taken care of itself?
Before he could obsess any longer
about the subject, Alex Reynolds swished into the library dressed in a formal gown
and a fur hat and matching coat. Stormy
looked up in surprise and walked over to his mother.
“What are you doing here?” he
asked as he kissed her on the cheek.
“I was hoping someone could tell
me,” Alex replied. “James called and
asked me to come right over.”
“That’s strange. I wonder what’s going on.”
Sighing, Alex lit a cigarette and
plopped down onto the leather sofa. “I
don’t know but I hope it doesn’t take too long.
Jordan and I have dinner plans and he would kill me if he knew I was
here. He’s apparently having a little
bout with jealousy over your father.”
Stormy smiled in amusement just
as James entered the library and greeted them all with a warm smile.
“Well, I’m glad that you’re all
here,” he said and closed the doors.
“This shouldn’t take very long.”
“What’s this all about?” Stormy
“Yes, James, don’t keep us in
suspense,” Alex said and puffed gently at her cigarette. “Some of us have plans tonight.”
James walked to the fireplace and
stood before the group. “Well this
should be of special interest to you, Alex.
I just got off the phone with my attorney. He and I have been doing some checking on
that land in Colorado you inherited from your Uncle Cyrus. I understand there’s quite a bit of money
involved. Natural gas is a booming
economy and you seemed to have inherited quite a bit of it.”
“Get to the point,” Alex said.
“After looking at Cyrus’s will in
more detail, we discovered that he left that land to the both of us,” James
continued. “We were still married at the
time and there weren’t any stipulations saying otherwise. So it seems that we’re in business together.”
Alex sprang forward and looked at
him in awe. “That’s ridiculous. I’m not going into business with you.” She knew that if she worked with James on a
daily basis her marriage to Jordan would suffer. He would never understand.
“That’s what I thought you’d
say,” James said with a smile and produced a legal document from his jacket
pocket. “And unfortunately there’s not
much I can do about it, so I got together with Marilee Walker, your business
partner in this venture.”
“You did what?” Alex asked in awe.
James nodded. “Marilee sold me her shares of the
company. It didn’t take much convincing
really. I gave her a pretty good price.”
“This is crazy,” Alex said,
standing up and grabbing the paper from him.
“How could Marilee do this to me?”
“Money makes people do crazy
things,” James said with a chuckle.
“Dad, I don’t understand,” Stormy
said and took a step forward. “What do
you care about the natural gas business?
You’re a film producer. It’s your
James shook his head and put a
hand on his son’s shoulder. “Not
anymore. My life is with Brooke and
Michael now. Producing would take up
too much of my time. With this new
venture I’ll be able to make a fortune and
still have time for my family.”
“But what about the studio?”
Brett asked and sidled up alongside Stormy.
“You’re not going to sell it, are you?”
“No, certainly not,” James said
with defined certainty. “I built that
studio from the ground up and I’ll never see an outsider owning it. Or
running it, for that matter. Which is
why I wanted you both here. I was
impressed with the way you worked together the other day to bring Brooke and
the baby back home. I know that you have
your differences but I think that if you compromise you’ll be able to pull if
“Dad, are you sure about this?”
Stormy asked. He couldn’t stand the idea
of working with Brett on a daily basis.
When it was only temporary he could have dealed, but this was completely
“With all do
respect, Mr. Blackthorne-“ Brett began in protest. He looked at Stormy and clenched his teeth,
infuriated that he’d been put in the awkward position. Now he was going to have to deal with
Stormy’s self-righteous attitude every day, even away from the house.
“Can I count on the two of you to work
together?” James asked.
After a great deal of reluctance,
they both nodded in unison. The turn of
events was certainly going to make for an interesting summer.
Miranda shows everyone
she hasn't changed when she throws a tantrum in
front of the entire family. Brett and Stormy
clash over studio business. Brooke becomes
suspicious of Gwen. Will sends Heather on
a suspicious audtion.