The Melaswen Paradox (Read 319,830 times)

[Kpatch]

Your previews make me anxious for the coming week!

[heroicmuse]

Oooh I can't wait for more fallout for the storm and for Melanie to wake up!

Wonder who's calling Drew.

Thanks for the previews André DiMera.

[tghca]

I can't wait to see the fallout more into this coming week

[André DiMera]

Monday - 6/7

SALEM UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL
The long night at the hospital dragged on, with doctors and nurses doing their best to patch up the people that had gotten minor scrapes from the storm, as well as take care of those whose injuries were more severe. After several hours, things were finally calming down. Kayla had just finished saving her latest patient’s data into her tablet in her office when a knock came to the door.
KAYLA: Come in.
Joey and Stephanie ran in.
STEPHANIE: Mom!
Kayla stood up and wrapped her arms around her children.
KAYLA: Joey, Steph! Thank goodness you two are alright!
JOEY: Yeah, we’re glad you are, too. But, what’s going on with Dad?
STEPHANIE: Yeah, we got your text and ran right over here. What’s going on?
Kayla closed her office door, motioned for the two of them to sit, which they did, then she leaned back against her desk.
KAYLA: Your dad was on a mission when the storm hit, and some debris from a tunnel hit him. Sarah Horton is the one treating him, and she’s told me that he has several severely fractured vertebrae in his back. He also appears to have sustained a concussion, but the doctors won’t know the full extent of how bad it is until he wakes up.
JOEY: Wakes up? You mean...is Dad in a coma?
KAYLA: I’m afraid he is, yes.
Stephanie let out a sob and Kayla held her, as well as putting a hand on Joey’s shoulder. She kissed the top of Stephanie’s head.
KAYLA: Hey, your dad is a fighter. The DiMeras couldn’t take him down in all of their years of trying, neither could Orpheus or his children, and this isn’t gonna take him down, either. He’ll be okay. It’s gonna be okay.

DIMERA MANSION
DREW: Oh, I’m the imbecile here?
ANDRE: You certainly are, when you pull a stunt like that.
DREW: What would you have had me do?
ANDRE: I would have you check on your teammate when you suspected that there was a struggle! Tell me, Drew Donovan, are you part of this team?
DREW: Of course I am.
ANDRE: Then start acting like it!
DREW: You are the one who’s been telling me for months on end to be patient, to bide my time. Now, when I finally do, you’re telling me to take action. Which is it?
ANDRE: Careful, Mr. Donovan. You are dangerously close to trying my patience. I suggest that you do not take that tone with me in future, or you may find yourself missing a tongue.
E.J.: Perhaps we should let this issue go until tomorrow, yes? There’s not much we can do about Mitch’s capture, at the moment. A good night’s rest will give us a fresh perspective on things.
DREW: Fine by me.
Drew left the room and walked down the hall towards his quarters. On his way, his phone buzzed. He looked at it.
TEXT from UNKNOWN NUMBER: Trouble in paradise?
Drew frowned at the phone, but typed out a response.
DREW: Who is this?
TEXT from UNKNOWN NUMBER: A concerned party. I’ve been watching you and your associates for some time, Andrew Donovan, and I believe that you and I may have a common interest.
DREW: That doesn’t answer my question. What is it that you want?
TEXT from UNKNOWN NUMBER: Meet me tomorrow at the following address. Come alone. 4930 Chestnut Street.
Drew looked at the address on his phone screen, considering it. Back in Rolf’s lab, André turned to E.J.
ANDRE: Do not undermine me like that again, Elvis. I am the one in charge, remember that.
E.J.: Of course you are. What I said wasn’t meant to undermine you, but save you the annoyance of having to deal with disgruntled employees. Unfortunately, our dear friend Drew seems to be becoming a bit of a thorn in our side.
André chuckled slightly.
ANDRE: Oh, that’s a problem that is easily dealt with.

[heroicmuse]

I hope Steve is okay. I'm glad Kayla and the kids have each other.

Ooh who is texting Drew?

Of course Andre has a plan to deal with Drew. I'm worried about what it is.

Great chapter André DiMera.

[tghca]

I have a feeling Andre plans on having Drew killed...either Andre does it himself or he hires a hit man to take Drew out

I wonder if Drew is planning on double crossing Andre?

Fractured vertebrae in his back and a concussion I wonder if this means if and when Steve wakes up, will he be in a wheelchair too? Or will there be brain damage?

[Kpatch]

I'm so glad Joey and Stephanie are there. Thanks for remembering what the show often forgets!

[mae00]

Oh no!! I'm not liking Steve's diagnosis. I know he's a fighter but dang!

Congrats to Joy!! That's so exciting for her! I'm glad she's getting recognition for the things that she has done!

Of course I have to wonder if Andre is the one texting Drew.......or Rolf setting things up for Andre.

[André DiMera]

Tuesday - 6/8

SALEM UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL
Philip had spent the night at the hospital. He ended up sleeping in the chair at Melanie’s bedside. He woke up the next morning with a sore neck, and rubbed it a bit. Melanie was still fast asleep. Philip got up, stretched, and walked down the hall. After freshening up in the bathroom for a few minutes, he went down to the hospital cafeteria for some coffee and a bagel. By the time he came back, Melanie had another visitor, Carly.
CARLY: Have you been here all night?
Philip nodded.
PHILIP: Didn’t want to leave in case she woke up. I just stepped out for a minute.
CARLY: I figured. I stopped by late last night after my shift ended, and you were both out. From what Dr. Tanaka said, she was heavily sedated last night, but she should wake up sometime this morning.
PHILIP: Right. I assume Dr. Tanaka filled you in on what happened?
CARLY: That he did. And I understand why you wouldn’t want to leave her side at a time like this, after just hearing the news you heard. Melanie’s gonna need as much support as she can get. But, as I told you both when you told me that she was pregnant, Dr. Tanaka is a fantastic OBGYN. I’m sure he’ll do what’s best for both Melanie and the baby.
PHILIP: He’s been great so far.
CARLY: It’s going to be okay, Philip. There may be some complications at the moment, but she and the baby will be okay.
PHILIP: I hope you’re right.
One of the machines that Melanie was hooked up to began to beep. Carly looked up at it.
PHILIP: What’s going on?
CARLY: She’s waking up. Stay where you are, I’ll be right back, I’m getting Dr. Tanaka.
Carly ran out of the room. Philip sat down and took Melanie’s hand.
PHILIP (under his breath): Thank god you’re coming back to us.
Carly returned with Dr. Tanaka, who began monitoring Melanie’s vitals.
TANAKA: BP’s rising, but that’s normal when first waking up. She’s stable.
Carly sat down on Melanie’s other side. Melanie’s eyes fluttered open slowly.
MELANIE: Mom?
CARLY: Hey. Hi, sweetheart.
TANAKA: Do you know where you are, Melanie?
MELANIE (groggily): University Hospital.
TANAKA: Good. Can you tell me who the President is?
MELANIE: Joe Biden.
TANAKA: Excellent. How are you feeling?
MELANIE: A little groggy.
TANAKA: Being groggy is understandable. What’s the last thing you remember?

ALAMAIN MANSION
The car pulled up to the Mansion and Drew got out. He looked up at the Mansion in front of him, slightly puzzled, and approached. He knocked on the door and a moment later, it was opened by Ivan.
IVAN: You’re here, good. Madame has been expecting you.
DREW: Madame?
IVAN: This way, please.
Ivan ushered Drew in and led him upstairs. He knocked on a closed door, and opened it a moment later. They walked inside. The room was set up like a tea room. Ivan walked over to a chair, which had its back to the door. Vivian was sitting in it.
IVAN: He has arrived, Madame.
VIVIAN: Thank you, Ivan. That will be all.
Ivan kissed Vivian’s hand, then walked out, closing the door behind him. Vivian got out of her chair and turned to Drew.
VIVIAN: Well, come in. No need to hide just inside of the doorway, I don’t bite.
Still confused, Drew stepped forward.
DREW: Vivian Alamain?
VIVIAN: Yes, and you are Andrew Donovan III, more commonly known as Drew. Now that we all know who we are, take a seat.
Vivian gestured to the table in the center of the room, which was set up with a full tea set. Drew cautiously went up to the table and sat down across from Vivian, who smiled.
VIVIAN: I’ll be mother.
She began pouring tea.
VIVIAN: Cream or sugar?
DREW: Two lumps.
Vivian nodded and added two spoonfuls of sugar into a cup, then set the cup down in front of Drew.
VIVIAN: Biscuit?
DREW: Thank you.
Drew took a cookie from a plate on the table and put it on the saucer in front of him. Vivian finished making her own cup of tea, sat down and took a sip.
VIVIAN: Lovely.
DREW: I’m sorry, I’ve no wish to be rude, but is this...what is this? Why am I here?
VIVIAN: I should have thought that would be obvious to an Englishman such as yourself. This is tea. As for why you’re here, you’re here because I invited you, and you accepted my invitation.
DREW: Yes, but why?
VIVIAN: Well, we could have done this over the phone, but I prefer to have these kind of discussions in person. As I said in my text last night, it seems that you and I share a common interest. Namely, André DiMera.

[heroicmuse]

This is interesting. I wonder what Vivian's real plan is and whether the tea/cookies are poisoned.

I'm glad Carly is there for Melanie and Philip and I'm glad that Melanie seems to be okay, at least cognitively.

Great chapter André DiMera.

[Kpatch]

Uh oh. I suspect Melanie is going to have memory issues and maybe not even remember her current relationship status.

[tghca]

I wonder what Vivian plans on doing with Drew and yeah they do have Andre in common but I wonder if this has anything to do with Rodolfo DiMera?

I wonder if Melanie will have any memories of the tornado or of anything in general?

[mae00]

Oh I hope Melanie stays calms as things start to come back to her.

Hmmm. So Vivian is the one who contacted Drew. I wonder what she's up to now.

[lumiforeverandalways]

love this

[André DiMera]

Wednesday - 6/9

ALAMAIN MANSION
Drew set his cup down.
DREW: André DiMera, you say?
VIVIAN: Hm, there must be an echo in here. I’ll have to have Ivan take care of that. Yes, André DiMera.
DREW: That’s where I’d seen you before! I knew I recognized you from somewhere! Look, I understand that I may have pushed his buttons last night, but has he really sent me to you to have me killed?
VIVIAN: Kill you?
Vivian chuckled.
VIVIAN: Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t plan to kill you. I don’t have people killed unless they deserve it. Besides, even if I did want you killed, I’d hardly do the deed myself. That’s part of why I have Ivan. No, no, my dear man. I’m not going to kill you. In fact, André doesn’t even know that we’re having this conversation, nor will he, if you play your cards right.
DREW: But isn’t he your husband?
VIVIAN: Only as a matter of convenience.
DREW: I’m sorry, I don’t understand. What is it that you want with me?
VIVIAN: Well, if you’d stop prattling on, I’ll tell you. Yes, you correctly surmised that André and I are married. However, as I have already said, it is a marriage of convenience. At one time, he and I shared a few enemies, and it was easier to take them down by teaming up. The most believable way of doing so was to become married. However, times have changed, and the situation is no longer convenient. At the beginning, when we had the idea to put together this “cabal”, as the Salem P.D. are so fond of calling it, it was fun. Over time, however, it has become clear that this is no longer a joint venture. Your cohort Mitch was previously in my late nephew Lawrence’s employ, and has remained on the Alamain payroll for years. Once I gave André access to Mitch, I was pushed to the side. Nobody pushes Vivian Alamain to the side.
DREW: No, I should think not.
VIVIAN: Now, this is where you come in. When André and I were first married, I had Ivan implant several devices so that I could see and hear what was going on in the lab of that mad scientist of his at all times. I have discovered some very interesting things from listening in on his conversations. For one, it seems that you and he butt heads quite a bit, particularly as of late.
DREW: I cannot deny that we don’t always see eye-to-eye on certain things.
VIVIAN: He frustrates you. There’s no bother trying to deny it, I can tell. He is truly maddening at times. You dislike working for him.
DREW: With him.
VIVIAN: Oh, my dear Drew, by now you should know that nobody ever truly works with André. I’m the one who came closest, and even then, I could tell I was always second fiddle. Which leads us to the reason I have called you here today.
DREW: Which is?
VIVIAN: I have a proposal for you. Come and work for me, and I can help you bring down André DiMera.