Oh my God... something just occurred to me... is it possible that Ruby and Jade might actually be Harris's kids? It would be a hell of a twist if that were to be the case, but it can't be simply a coincidence that Harris Michaels literally pops up just as Joy is involved in an ongoing story with Ruby. I'm sorry if this is completely random and out of the blue, but it just came to me all of a sudden.
Speaking of Joy, she seems really determined to help Ruby even though she's obviously done a lot of horrible things. I wonder if there's anything that Shawn can do to help Joy.
So excited for next week! Check out the spoilers below.
Coming Up on Breaking Ties...
Rafe doesn't have time to deal with the Eduardo situation now, though it upsets him to learn that Kristen is messing with his father. But he has to rush off to a very stressful grand jury session in which he's not allowed to have his lawyer by his side while Sloan grills him, trying to get evidence that he covered up what really happened the night Johnny was kidnapped.
Meanwhile, there's drama at the pre-party for Claire when Kenneth tells Hannah he thinks his mother is going to throw a surprise bridal shower even though they're not married and don't intend to be. And elsewhere, Mrs. MacGregor is shocked when Na comes to see her with her news about Chanel.
Finally, Theresa is rescued, but all is not as it seems as she makes some odd comments to Abe that makes him think that she's been brainwashed, Roman and John consult Marlena about their plan. and Chanel and Jeremy try their best to concentrate on their studies.
Week 444 - 1 Mrs. MacGregor came into the lobby of the Second Chance home, where Nan was waiting with the receptionist.
“Thank you for seeing me,” Nan said. “I don’t know if you remember me. I work at that GED program that Chanel Dupree’s working her little tail off to succeed at.”
“I remember,” Mrs. MacGregor said. “I hope Chanel is behaving herself. Sometimes girls like her start acting like fools when they’re about to succeed. They’re not used to it, you see.”
“Oh, no, nothing like that,” Nan promised. “I’m here for another reason. I don’t know quite how to say this.”
“Perhaps we should go to my office, then,” Mrs. MacGregor said. “I have a way of making people feel comfortable when they’re delivering bad news.”
“It’s not bad news,” Nan said. “It’s just… a lot. I guess there’s no way to say this but to spit it out. But you’re right, we shouldn’t do it out here in the lobby where anyone can hear. So if you wouldn’t mind…”
A few minutes later, Nan was settling herself into a comfortable chair across from Mrs. MacGregor’s desk. Mrs. MacGregor said, “Now. What’s going on?”
Nan said, “I’m sure you’re aware that Chanel has been looking for her birth mother.”
Mrs. MacGregor nodded. “She’s about given up. She hired a PI who hasn’t found any new leads in months and she took a DNA test that told her nothing.”
“Well, she shouldn’t give up prematurely. You see, 25 years ago I gave birth to a baby girl who I was told was stillborn, but apparently the truth was that she was kidnapped, torn out of my arms and dumped into foster care. In other words, a grave injustice was done both to me and Chanel because she’s the baby that was stolen from me.”
Mrs. MacGregor stared at Nan, not sure what to say.
Theresa hesitated. “But the booby traps…”
“I believe we dismantled them.” Abe’s voice was soft. “The men who kidnapped you are in ISA custody, and your brother Andrew is waiting eagerly to see you.”
“Andrew? I thought he’d be glad I was gone. I’m nothing but a thorn in his side.”
“Be that as it may, he is your brother and he loves you very much. In fact, it took all our strength to keep him from rushing in here to save you at great peril to himself.
“I don’t understand,” Theresa said. “I thought he disowned me a long time ago.”
“Disowned? Where did you get that idea from?”
Theresa blinked hard. “They gave me therapy here twice a day. I had to stay tied up for my own good and Dr. Rolf helped me understand why I had been imprisoned in this place.”
“Oh my gosh,” Abe said softly. “Dr. Rolf wasn’t helping you understand anything, Theresa. He was brainwashing you. Your brother and your father and your mother love you so much. Nobody has ever disowned you, and it has been years since you have done anything that would make them want to.”
“Oh.” Theresa’s voice was flat. “So I wasn’t arrested?”
Abe shook his head. “No. You were kidnapped while en route to the airport to see your cousin Stephanie. Do you remember her?”
Theresa thought. It was fuzzy but she remembered something about a car crash. “She didn’t die in the crash?” she asked flatly.
“No,” Abe said. “Now let’s get you back to the ISA compound so that you can begin to get back to yourself. You remember me, right? Abe Carver?”
Theresa nodded. “I remember everything except how I ended up here. I thought I was arrested for causing a fatal accident and that Aunt Kayla and Uncle Steve couldn’t forgive me because I killed their daughter.”
“You were told that,” Abe said, “and it was a lie. Now come, let’s get you to a proper doctor so we can get this straightened out.”
Theresa let Abe lead her away, but her eyes were wide with fear.
“Damn it!” Rafe said, looking at the screen.
“I take it you agree with my assessment,” Nicole said.
“Yeah. I do. But I don’t have time for this right now. If I’m late for that grand jury appearance, I’ll be held in contempt and then I won’t be able to do a damn bit of good for anyone.” Rafe sighed. “I shouldn’t be working this case anyway. I mean, this is my dad, and even though I don’t know how to get past him leaving for all those years, I can’t turn my back on him while Kristen Dimera keeps him from waking up for God knows what reason. But I can’t think about any of that right now cause I gotta go.”
“I’ll walk you across the street,” Nicole said.
“You know you can’t come in the jury room,” Rafe said. “You can’t even mention I testified before this stupid excuse for a grand jury, that’s how private it is.”
“My lips are sealed,” Nicole said. “But I’m still walking you across the street. I can’t have you being all distracted and almost getting run over. Besides, I have to enjoy that suit and tie while I can.”
“Fine,” Rafe said. “Maybe I’ll even give you a contact at the FBI who can actually look into this.” He let Nicole link arms with him before walking off.
In Kayla’s office, Kayla said, “We can’t get Nan’s records. I talked to her OBGYN months ago, when we were trying to find out if it was even possible that Nan was Chanel’s mother. But the doctor wouldn’t as much as acknowledge that Nan was her patient without a court order.”
Steve’s good eye narrowed. “Doin’ things by the book’s gonna take too long. By the time we get answers, Chanel’ll be taking care of her grandchildren.”
“Be that as it may, we don’t have a choice,” Kayla said. “We’re not going up to the Capitol to break into some poor doctor’s office and get records from 25 years ago, not when I’m sure Aiden Jennings can get us a hearing with Judge Walston quickly.”
“I love you for your optimism, baby, but I don’t share it. Even Aiden isn’t a miracle worker.”
“We’re doing this the right way,” Kayla said firmly.
“All right, Sweetness. All right.” Steve crossed his arms. “I’ll call Aiden. But if this doesn’t work out, I’m takin’ a little road trip.”
Well this is going to be very interesting to see how Mrs. MacGregor is going to react to this particular bombshell.
Yep, it definitely looks like Andre has brainwashed Theresa to believe that she killed her cousin in a car accident and that her entire family has abandoned her because of her actions. Hopefully there is something the ISA can do.
Hopefully Steve and Kayla can get some answers into whatever happened with Nan back at the Capitol.
Week 444 - 2 Shawn had been given an interrogation room off of the warden’s office to talk to Ruby in. The guards brought her in, her hands cuffed behind her back, and sat her down in a seat. They uncuffed her and told her to put her hands on the table, where they rebuffed her wrists and then chained the cuffs to a bar in the center of the table.
“Behave yourself,” a guard warned her. “If you’re disrespectful or do anything to cause trouble, we’ll find out about it and you’ll be sorry.”
The guards left.
“Geez,” Ruby said. “You’d think I was a serial killer, the way I’m treated around here.”
Shawn crossed his arms. “You held my sister up at gunpoint, so if you expect sympathy, you’ve come to the wrong place. Now, our mutual friend swears up and down that you just got a bad rap and that you are ready to turn your life around, but if you want me to believe that, you’re going to have to earn my trust.”
Ruby bowed her head. “Crap. I knew that girl was a cop’s daughter but I didn’t know it ran in the family.”
“Is that what you have to say? If she hadn’t been a cop's kid, you wouldn’t have cared that you scared the hell out of her, took the necklace her late grandmother gave her, and left her tied up outdoors in the snow?”
“No! That’s not what I meant.” Ruby’s voice shook. “I’m sorry, okay? I don’t really care if the Fire Lions kill me. I’m not worth anything anyway. But Jess insisted I get another chance and she pretended to be dead for me. She stuck her neck out for me so I’ll tell you whatever you want to know a-and if I manage not to get stabbed before I get out I’ll try to be good.”
Shawn sighed deeply. “No one wants you dead, Ruby. But what I’m trying to tell you is, this isn’t the kind of thing you can just apologize for and it goes away. Ciara could have died the night you mugged her -- do you understand that? She could have gotten hypothermia after you left her tied up on that bench, helpless to get up and leave. Or your gun could have gone off by accident or on purpose… not to mention the things you did to her by robbing her at gunpoint. She’s not the same girl she was before the robbery, and those other girls, the ones your friends took hostage the day you were arrested? They’re in even worse shape after being treated like that. My niece will have to deal with the fact that she shot you every day for the rest of her life, and her friend is having a hard time with the memory of being dragged backward at gunpoint.”
Ruby swallowed hard. “I didn’t tell those boys to do that.”
“I know you didn’t, but that was the gang you were trying to join. Is that what you want, to hang around with people who do things like that, to do them yourself?”
Ruby shook her head.
“Good,” Shawn said. “So. You’re going to tell me everything you know about the Fire Lions in this jail. If you cooperate I will have you transferred someplace where you can be safe and I will talk to the DA about what we should do for you.”
Ruby sniffed. “Is there any way I can get out if I help you? I don’t want to be here without Jess.”
“Sounds like this is the right place for you, then,” Shawn said. “Juvie isn’t supposed to be fun, Ruby. The point is for you to decide you never want to be behind bars again and decide to make different choices.” He crossed his arms. “Which you have to prove is wher eyou're at if you want me to ask the DA to give you probation instead of finishing out your sentence in solitary confinement for your own protection. So start talking. What do you know about the Fire Lions around here?”
In front of the grand jury room, Berger nodded as Rafe and Nicole came up. “Oh good, just on time.” He nodded at Nicole. “I trust your boyfriend has explained to you that the proceedings are secret.”
“Only every time I stopped on a crack on the sidewalk on the way over,” Nicole quipped. Berger gave her a polite smile and she said, “Okay, okay, I can take a hint. I’m going.” She kissed Rafe and whispered in his ear, “Don’t worry. In a worst case scenario, I’m good for bail.”
“Not funny,” Rafe said, but he hugged Nicole tight anyway.
After Nicole left, Berger said, “Let’s go over what’s about to happen. By law, only witnesses are allowed in the grand jury room -- not lawyers. That’s how confidential it is. However, I will be right here in the hallway. If at any point you’re worried that a question might incriminate you or otherwise are unsure about whether you have to answer it, you have the right to ask for a moment to confer with me and step out.”
“Seriously?” Rafe said. “As a cop, I’ve been on the other side of this, so hopefully I can see through any of their tricks, but isn’t the whole point of having a lawyer that they’re the one who’s supposed to be able to tell you when the court’s trying to trap you with a bad question?”
Berger sighed. “It’s less than ideal, I know. But remember: all the obnoxious questions in the world can’t change the truth. Keep your innocence in the front of your mind, answer honestly but don’t volunteer extra info, and ask to talk to me if anything smells fishy.”
Rafe nodded, trying not to think about how he’d stopped Cooper from arresting Kate for shooting that pervert who messed with Johnny. He straightened his tie, nervously, as the door opened and the bailiff said, “We’re ready for your testimony, Agent Hernandez.”