The Melaswen Paradox (Read 328,519 times)

[André DiMera]

Chapter 272

O'HAIRE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
CLAIRE: It's gonna be hard to be away from you after spending the whole summer by your side.
CHASE: I know. It'll be an adjustment for me, too. Still, we're gonna see each other loads. Especially with school starting next week.
CLAIRE: Yeah. I had a great time on the trip.
CHASE: Me too.
Claire and Chase hugged.
CLAIRE: I should probably go. My parents are waiting.
CHASE: So are my dad and Hope. I'll text you when we get home.
CLAIRE: Sounds good. Love you.
CHASE: Love you, too.
Claire and Chase kissed one last time, then went off to join their families.
HOPE (thinking): Oh my...
CIARA: Surprise?
AIDEN: Well, it's...definitely a surprise.
CIARA: What d'you guys think?
HOPE: We're not quite sure yet, sweetheart. Give us a minute to take it in.
CIARA: You don't like it.
AIDEN: It's not that we don't like it...
HOPE: You just got back to Chicago. It's late. We all have a lot to catch up on. We will be discussing this, though.
CIARA: Okay.
Ciara picked up her bags.
CIARA (thinking): Okay, either they really hate it, or they're so stunned they can't say anything. But I've never seen Aiden speechless.

SALEM PIER
ANDRE: You truly believe that you can make it on your own?
DEIMOS: You're danmed right I do. Hey, I did fine before I met you.
ANDRE: You killed your wife and child, stole illegal blood diamonds and ended up behind bars. I believe you and I have different definitions of “fine”.
DEIMOS: You're doing it again. That thing were you pretend to get all serious and try to get me to call your bluff.
ANDRE: If you believe that anything I do is a bluff, then you do not know me at all. I told you once before, I am not in the business of second chances. It's time for me to stop relying on others to do my dirty work. I've been sitting around for far too long, allowing others to have all the fun. You know, it's quite a shame you never met Stefano. You should count yourself lucky and unlucky on that, though.
DEIMOS: What do you mean?
ANDRE: Stefano was just as bad as me. You should count yourself lucky that you never had to deal with him. Oh, don't get me wrong, I practically worshipped the man. He was more of a father to me than the real one I had. But he could be just as ruthless and cruel as I could. He wouldn't have given you the opportunity to screw with him.
DEIMOS: Then why should I count myself unlucky?
André pulled a knife from his pocket.
ANDRE: He's no longer around to hold my leash.
André casually stuck a knife into Deimos' chest.
DEIMOS: B-but...w-why?
ANDRE; I told you, I don't give second chances.
André pulled out the knife and used a black cloth to clean it. Deimos fell to the ground. André shook his head, then pulled out his phone.
ANDRE: I have a job for you. Pier 9. Don't make me wait.

[mae00]

It may be for the best that Hope and Aiden let that kind of a surprise sink in. Too funny about never seeing Aiden speechless.

I had a feeling it wasn't going to end well for Deimos when Andre said he had allowed other to have the fun for too long.

[heroicmuse]

Ooh Andre you are so deliciously evil. This is a much more fitting explanation of Deimos getting stabbed than anything on the show too.

Lmao at Aiden being speechless. This will be interesting once anyone actually says something.

Great chapter André DiMera

[Kpatch]

Feeling sick about Deimos's murder.

[fluffysmom]

I'm glad the kids made it back safely from Australia.

I wasn't expecting Andre to stab Deimos during the meeting.

[André DiMera]

Chapter 273

CAR
Hope, Aiden, Chase and Ciara were riding in the car on their way home from the airport. It was very quiet. At last Ciara broke the silence.
CIARA: So...are we gonna talk about this?
HOPE: There's not really much we can say, is there?
CIARA: I guess. I mean, there's plenty you can say, really.
AIDEN: There's very little we can do, though.
HOPE: At the end of the day, it's your hair. I just want you to clear one or two things up. Such as why you did this to yourself in the first place.

KIRIAKIS MANSION
Philip was looking over his e-mails. It had been a while since he'd deleted any of them, so he was doing just that. He came across one from T.K., and thought back to that horrible night from over a month ago now.

THE PENINSULA HOTEL – CHICAGO- FLASHBACK
T.K.: You're not my father!
All too late, T.K. realized what he had just said. Philip stood up.
PHILIP: Excuse me?
T.K.: I...what I mean is...
PHILIP: Yeah, what did you mean by that? I mean, there's only so many was a sentence like that can be taken.
T.K.: I just mean, it's not like we even know each other.
PHILIP: No, it's not. You're right. We don't know each other at all.
Philip's phone rang. He picked it up.
PHILIP: Hello? Father, I'm in the middle of...sorry. I see. What? What?!
Philip pulled out his tablet and pressed a few buttons. His mouth fell open.
PHILIP: Oh my god! No, father, I had no idea! If I had, you'd have known about it immediately! Of course.
Philip looked at T.K.
PHILIP: Actually, I may have an idea of who. I can't go into detail right now. I'll send you the information as soon as I can. I'm taking care of it. Okay. Thank you.
Philip hung up the phone. He sighed and rubbed his temples.
PHILIP: So, you're not him, then. Are you?
T.K.: What do you mean?
PHILIP: There's no point in denying now, kid. The cat's already out of the bag. You said it yourself, you're not my son. You're not Tyler Kiriakis, are you?
T.K. hesitated.
T.K.: No.
Philip showed him the tablet. It was a listing of several Kiriakis bank accounts.
PHILIP: You wanna explain this?
T.K.: It wasn't my idea, I swear!
PHILIP: I don't give a damn whose idea it was! I wanna know what the hell is going on here! First, I come in here and catch you stealing stuff from my suitcase. Then, I find out you've been lying to me and my family for months on end. Then I have to explain to my father why there's an enormous deficit in one of the Titan bank accounts. Do you have any idea what kind of position this puts me in? Now, I wanna know right now why you claimed to be Tyler, how you even knew about Tyler, and where my money is.
T.K.: I'll tell you! I swear, I'll tell you everything!
PHILIP: Good, start talking!
T.K.: You ever hear of a guy named Orpheus?

[heroicmuse]

Oh wow! So is TK related to Orpheus or is he just a kid who got hired by him?

I'd like to know the answer to Hope's question too.

Great chapter André DiMera

[mae00]

Orpheus??? So who was "T.K." talking to that he called "mother"?

[Kpatch]

Ciara is obsessed with her hair. It was clearly a cry for attention.

I don't trust a word that comes out of TK's mouth other than he's not really Tyler. Maybe he's Orpheus's son, or maybe whatever excuse he's about to give Philip is also a lie. Excellent twist André DiMera.

[fluffysmom]

I don't trust anything TK says either. I hope Philip finds out the truth.

[André DiMera]

Chapter 274

CAR
CIARA: I was trying to be different. I wanted to experiment with stuff. You know, see how I like it.
HOPE: And do you?
CIARA: I guess. It's not my favorite color, but it's all right. I definitely don't plan on trying it again.
HOPE: Okay, then. Good to know.
CIARA: So...am I in trouble?
AIDEN: Do you think you should be?
CIARA: I don't know. I dyed my hair without you guys knowing it.
HOPE: Ciara, you're almost seventeen. You're starting your senior year in high school on Monday. You're getting to an age where I can't tell you what to do with your body. Technically, I can't now. Whatever you do decide to do with it is your choice, and you have to deal with what comes from those choices.
CIARA: I know. I understand that. At least it won't stay blue forever.

THE PENINSULA HOTEL – CHICAGO- FLASHBACK
PHILIP: The name sounds familiar. What does Orpheus have to do with anything?
T.K.: Much. Orpheus had a set of twins. One boy, one girl. Erebus and Nyx.
PHILIP: Yes, I recall. They terrorized Salem and tried to kidnap two teenagers earlier this year.
T.K.: That's them.
PHILIP: Forgive me, but I don't see how this is relevant.
T.K.: Well Orpheus' daughter, Nyx, she had a kid. That's me. When she came to Salem, so did I. I mean, doesn't it seem like a coincidence that I showed up right around the time they did?
PHILIP: I guess. I wasn't really thinking about that. Go on.
T.K.: So, she got locked up, as you know. I still got a couple of phone calls from her, though. She wanted me to pretend I was your son so that she could steal money from you. It worked, for a while, at least. Then, when she went to jail, I met Jan Spears.
PHILIP: Well, this story keeps getting more interesting by the second.
T.K.: Jan wanted to use me for the same purpose. But then she found ou that the daughter she thought had died was really alive, and in Salem, so she dumped me with some creep named Deimos.
PHILIP: So, Deimos knew? The whole time he's been here, he's known.
T.K.: Yeah. And boy does he hate you.
PHILIP: The feeling is mutual.
T.K.: So...now what?
PHILIP: Now, we go back and confront Deimos.
T.K.: No way! I'm not going back there! Deimos will kill me if he finds out I told you!
PHILIP: Well, then there's only one thing left to do. I really wish you hadn't lied to me. I could have helped you out of this situation. I can still do something for you, though.
T.K.: What? What are you going to do?
PHILIP: First thing's first. You're gonna tell me what happened to my money. And I better hear the truth.
T.K. pulled out his suitcase and opened it. Inside were several large stacks of money.
T.K.: It's all there. Well, most of it. I spent some on food this afternoon.
PHILIP: Yet, for some reason, I don't believe you. So, I'm going to have to do this the hard way.

KIRIAKIS MANSION
Philip shook his head. He picked up his phone.
PHILIP: Chicago P.D., please. Lieutenant Commander Raines? It's Philip Kiriakis. Yes. Do you have anymore news about the kid? I thought as much. Okay. Is his mother still being held at the same location? Okay. I need to go down there and speak with her.

[mae00]

Hmmmm. T.K. is claiming to be Orpheus's grandson. Why would Nyx want to steal money from Philip tho? Was he just targeted because he was rich? Or is there some other twist?

[heroicmuse]

Hmm... I too wonder what the whole story is with TK. I'm glad Philip is in touch with Raines over at Chicago PD. Wonder what his meeting with Nyx will result in.

I'm glad Hope told Ciara that she's old enough to make her own decisions about things like her hair. It's nice to see an adult know when to let go of their kid.

Great chapter André DiMera.

[Kpatch]

I'm not sure I quite believe the kid. The story is quite convoluted, convoluted enough to be true. Philip is showing infinite patience with him. Surprising!

I think Hope has every right to have an opinion about Ciara's hair. Seventeen is not an adult. Neither is eighteen even if it's voting age. Even if Ciara was 35, Hope could have an opinion about it.

[André DiMera]

Chapter 275

DIMERA MANSION
A day or two later, André, Cassie, Rex and E.J. were standing in Rolf's lab.
ANDRE: It's quite unfortunate, the way that our partnership with Deimos Kiriakis had to end. However, let this be a warning to you all. I am in charge, and I am done playing nicely.
CASSIE: We'll remember, father. We promise.
ANDRE: I should hope so.
A door opened, and Thomas walked in.
ANDRE: Thomas Banks, so glad you could join us.
THOMAS: Sorry, I was looking for the other...
ANDRE: There's no need to pretend. We're all aware of the situation.
E.J.: Uncle Thomas?
THOMAS: Hello again, Elvis. It's good to see you.
CASSIE: Father, I thought he was working with Tony, Chad and John Black.
ANDRE: He is. Or, rather, they think he is.

CAR
Philip was in one of the Titan cars, on his way to Chicago. His mind kept drifting back to that evening, going over and over it.

THE PENINSULA HOTEL – CHICAGO – FLASHBACK
There was a knock at the door. Philip opened it.
PHILIP: You came sooner than I thought.
Nico walked in.
NICO: There was very little traffic.
He and Philip shook hands.
NICO: It's good to see you, Mr. Kiriakis. Good to see you taking over the business from your father.
PHILIP: Well, I do what I can.
T.K.: Um, who is this?
PHILIP: This is Nico.
NICO: I am a long time associate of Mr. Kiriakis and his father. I take care of things. Clean up messes, fix problems.
T.K.: Oh...
NICO: Don't worry, Mr. Kiriakis. I have the situation under control.
PHILIP: I appreciate it, Nico. Thank you.

METROPOLITAN CORRECTIONAL CENTER – CHICAGO
Philip walked down the halls of a maximum security prison in Chicago. He was escourted by a young police officer. They came to a room and walked in, where another officer was waiting.
OFFICER: Here he is, sir.
Lieutenant Commander Raines turned to look at them.
RAINES: Thanks. You may resume your duties.
The other officer bowed and walked out.
RAINES: So, two visits in one month. Should I feel special?
PHILIP: If only I were visiting just to see you.
Raines and Philip shook hands.
RAINES: It's good to see you again, Philip.
PHILIP: You too.
RAINES: I'm sorry I couldn't tell you more about Tyler. But, you know, once DCFS stepped in, it was out of my hands.
PHILIP: No, I know. I figured that that would be the case.
RAINES: Anyway, let's get you to that meeting. Please, follow me.
Raines led Philip down a series of hallways. Finally, they stopped in front of a room.
RAINES: Here we are. There's a guard who'll be inside with you. Good luck.
PHILIP: Thanks.
Raines opened the door and Philip walked inside. The guard Raines had referred to stood against the wall, looking almost like a statue. In the center of the room was a table and two chairs. The occupant of one of the chairs was Nyx. Since her arrest, her hair had grown longer, but not much about her had changed. She was handcuffed to the desk. Philip sat down in the chair across from her. Nyx smiled.
NYX: I wondered how long it would be until you came to see me.