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Post by heroicmuse on Oct 8, 2016 15:50:07 GMT -5
I can't wait for this! Im sure you have some great twists lined up. Awesome preview photo too. Glad I could help sudsyclassix.
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Post by sudsyclassix on Oct 10, 2016 11:23:57 GMT -5
Happy holiday off school (Columbus Day). Here's a post at my old usual time to celebrate
Kayla’s eyes were full of compassion, her jaw set and determined. It was the look she had had on her face from the moment Eve rushed out of Paige’s room—before Kim could say more than her sister’s name—screaming that her daughter was gasping for air. It was the same look that had always managed to give Kim some measure of comfort and calm. Even now as fear for the girl she considered just as much her own granddaughter as Shane’s crawled and twisted in the pit of her stomach. Not for the first time in her life, she was glad to have her sister with her in a crisis. Kim could only hope she projected half the confidence in a squeeze of Shane’s hand, as she heard in Kayla’s voice: “Daniel, I need you in here, now!” “A surgeon?” Eve spluttered. “My little girl needs surgery…what are you putting in her IV?” “General anesthesia,” Kayla replied. “A tracheotomy’s a simple procedure, but we will need you to sign some forms. Get the Lidocane,” she instructed Daniel. “Get the what?” Eve cried, as Shane pulled her from the room and closed the door behind Kim. Maxine came around the nurses’ desk. “Ms. Larson, you need to sign the highlighted areas.” Eve snatched the clipboard from her hands. “Will someone please give me a damn answer? What the hell is Lido—whatever?” “Lidocane is a numbing agent,” Marlena explained. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but I can wait with you if you like.” “Please,” whispered Shane. “Thank you. Eve, I promise I will do anything I can to help you.” “You wanna help me, Marlena, tell me what’s going on in there.” “All right. I expect Paige experienced some tracheal trauma from the strangulation. If I were Kayla and Daniel I would insert a trach tube to help her breathe.” “Is it permanent?” Eve asked. “No, but she will eventually need speech therapy." Shane stood up. "Daddy, where are you going?" "I'm going to call Marcus Hunter at Hollywood Regional. See who he recommends in the field."
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Post by gapeach on Oct 10, 2016 11:34:54 GMT -5
Great surprise chapter. So glad to hear that Marcus is getting involved!!!
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Post by heroicmuse on Oct 10, 2016 12:26:31 GMT -5
Marcus! Now there's a blast from the past.
Great chapter! I'm excited to see what happens next.
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Post by doolfan4life on Oct 10, 2016 14:23:53 GMT -5
I like seeing Marlena actually understanding medical stuff Usually on the show she's dumb and not just for a doctor I prefer this version of her
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Post by sudsyclassix on Oct 10, 2016 15:35:26 GMT -5
Marcus! Now there's a blast from the past. Great chapter! I'm excited to see what happens next. There will be more. Make sure you check out my OC/recast cast list for updates. I'm actually going to go over there and clarify it now.
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Post by sudsyclassix on Oct 10, 2016 15:37:53 GMT -5
I like seeing Marlena actually understanding medical stuff Usually on the show she's dumb and not just for a doctor I prefer this version of her I wanted to have her doing something more than deliver babies. That's like the only medical thing she does on the show.
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Post by sudsyclassix on Oct 12, 2016 15:23:12 GMT -5
Ben pulled his surgical mask up higher so that no one would hear him laugh at the astonishingly stupid hospital staff. “And now you, ‘Abigail Deveraux, Human Resources’, you are going to get us exactly what we want.” He held the ID card up to the scanner, and the locked door of the medicine room opened. “This is almost too easy…”
“I still don’t like the idea of her being questioned.” Eve sighed. “No mama likes hearing what I’m about to say,” Kimberly allowed, “but your baby’s a woman now. A woman with plenty of birthdays ahead of her, because she’s gonna make it out of this mess. Your father’s using his connections to bring in some of the best specialists on both sides of the pond.” “You’re right. I…I should focus on that.” “Yeah.” “Eve, what if I talked to her?” Marlena offered. “Nothing formal, just to see how she feels about all of this.” “I guess that would be all right. Would you?”
Paige propped herself higher on the pillows as Marlena entered her hospital room. “I’m glad to see your surgery went so well. May I sit?” Paige gestured to the chair at her bedside. She reached for the dry erase board next to her: “What do you need, Dr. Evans?” “Well, your mother asked me to have a chat with you. The Salem PD wants to send someone over to talk to you about the attack. Would you be all right with that?” “’Do I have a choice?’” Marlena read. “There’s always a choice. If you’re uncomfortable I’ll certainly make the recommendation that you do this some other time or not at all.” “I didn’t his face.” “I understand that. Detective Hernandez has some recordings he’d like you to listen to. A voice line-up, but only if you’re up to it.” “Okay.” “Okay?” “Yeah. Send him in.” “I’ll leave you two to it, then.”
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Post by heroicmuse on Oct 12, 2016 15:36:05 GMT -5
I can't wait to see what Paige says. I hope Eve doesn't try to manipulate things to make it appear Paige accused JJ!
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Post by doolfan4life on Oct 12, 2016 19:51:00 GMT -5
Ben Ben Ben what are you up to? I hope he gets caught
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Post by sudsyclassix on Oct 14, 2016 19:09:49 GMT -5
Paige had listened to four recordings and the man who attacked her; whose voice chased her through her dreams was still out there. “That’s not him,” she wrote. “None of them are!” Rafe knew now that they had been wrong to write Clyde Weston off as some redneck from Poplar Bluff, when it was clear he had a Houdini-like talent for escaping. Luckily, Hope had managed to send him a voice recording of Clyde from Florida where he was—surprise, surprise—a person of interest in a murder. “All right,” said Rafe. “Voice number five.” Paige grabbed the dry erase board, poised to ask if this would be the last one, but the gravelly-sounding voice of a man who’d had one too many cigarettes made her heart drop. Whatever he was really saying went over her head, as the echoes of her attack rang in her ears. Dead girls don’t bite…dead girls don’t bite…” She burst out of the room feeling as unsteady as a baby colt. Kim caught her before she could fall, “I’ve got you, shhh, I’ve got you. You’re safe now.” “Paige, I have to ask you one last thing.” “Haven’t you done enough,” Eve snapped, but Rafe ignored her. “Paige, how do you know that man?” he asked. Without hesitation, Paige moved her hands toward her throat. “All right, we’re gonna get him.” “Thank you, Rafe,” Kim whispered. He nodded, speaking into his walkie-talkie as he walked away.
“This is Hernandez. I need someone to bring Weston in.” Ben froze as he finished picking the cabinet’s emergency override lock. He hadn’t counted on tripping a silent alarm. Maybe the people who worked here weren’t as dumb as they seemed. His pulse quickening, he grabbed an indiscriminate handful of pill bottles and stuffed them into his briefcase. When he was sure that Rafe was gone, he sidled through the emergency exit.
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Post by sudsyclassix on Oct 15, 2016 13:33:19 GMT -5
Monday Jobs are on the line in the fall out of the drug theft.
Wednesday Will investigates the source of the stink.
Friday JJ heads for a showdown in an effort to clear his family name.
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Post by doolfan4life on Oct 15, 2016 17:16:25 GMT -5
Oh I hope will stays alive in this version
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Post by heroicmuse on Oct 15, 2016 18:14:00 GMT -5
Just caught up. I love the stuff with Paige. That was tense and moving, and you got Eve exactly right. LOL I can't wait for next week's installments, especially seeing JJ take action. Thanks for the previews sudsyclassix
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Post by sudsyclassix on Oct 17, 2016 15:46:39 GMT -5
“I thought you would never answer the door.” Will was used to Zoe’s dramatics. He stepped back to let her pass. “Come in, before Arianna wakes up.” “Oh, Will, the next scoop I have for you is so much bigger than beddy-bye,” Zoe assured him, taking a seat on the couch. She scanned his expression. “You really have no idea what’s going on, do you? I thought your mother of all people…well... I thought she would be thrilled. She is back, right?” “Yeah,” Will nodded. “Mom’s back. What’s the story, Zoe?” “There’s been a robbery at the hospital—” “Wait, what?” Will gasped. “Drugs, apparently. They’ve been on the rise around here, but clearly you’ve been living under a rock.” “No, I’ve just been kind of busy since Sonny went to visit his brother. “Right, “ Zoe drawled. “I forgot about daddy day care. Anyway, I want you to cover the story.” “Why me?” “Why not you! You’re one of our best writers.” “So this has nothing to do with my Aunt Kayla being chief of staff? “Well, it doesn’t hurt to have an inside source,” Zoe confessed. “Look, when I brought you that tip about The Horton Center, you said you wouldn’t do any other stories about your family.” “Yeah, and I meant it.” “But that excludes half the town,” Zoe reasoned. “I admire your principles, really I do, but you need to be realistic. I’m offering you a freebie, here. An easy way to get back on your feet.” “Back on my feet?” Will repeated. “Sweetheart, this will be the second story in a row you turned down. If the powers that be start thinking that you’ve lost your nerve…let me put it this way, I hope Sonny’s back from Phoenix before rent’s due. Think about it.” Will couldn’t think of much else as he stared at the closed door, and he was relieved to hear Ari cry out “Daddy!” He went to her. “How about we go for a walk, hmmm. Daddy could use the fresh air.”
Abigail walked through Horton Square barely aware of where she was going. The sound of Will’s voice snapped her rudely out of her daze. “Hey, Ari, look who it is. Can you say ‘hi’ to Abigail?” “Hi,” chirped Arianna. “Hey, sweetie.” Abigail pasted a smile onto her face. “Whoever got into the medications room used my ID,” she whispered as she sat down, “and ever since that stupid Sonix article said JJ was dealing again…” “Timing seems a little convenient,” Will observed. “That’s what I said to Seth Burns,” said Kayla, coming across the square. “I convinced him to put you on leave, Abigail. Paid leave, pending an investigation.” “But that’s just a formality…I mean, thank you, Aunt Kayla, but I won’t stop passing out my résume. All Seth Burns cares about is the image of the hospital.” Kayla nodded. “That’s why I’ve tendered my resignation as chief of staff. “ “What?” the cousins chorused. Abigail found her voice first. “No, Aunt Kayla. I can’t let you do that.” “Drugs—painkillers, no less, have disappeared on my watch. I was going down anyway. Besides,” Kayla swung Arianna into her lap and sat down in the vacant chair. “Besides, I was getting tired of the politics. All of the donor schmoozing and the board meetings, who needs it, you know? What I need to be doing is taking care of my mother and my son. It’s not like I’m going to be out on the street, either. The free clinic always needs doctors, and I could go back to my roots. Cheer up, honey, really. Think of Anne Milbauer’s face when she finds out that Daniel is her new boss. I’ll see you guys later, okay?” “Bye,” Will said, accepting Ari back from his aunt. “What’s wrong?” he asked Abigail. “You get to clear your name, this is good news.” “It doesn’t matter. If it’s in print, it’s gospel.” “We could discredit the original source,” Will suggested, hoping Zoe would trade one gritty exposée for another. “Do you have any idea who that might be?” “The one person who hates my mom and JJ most. Eve Donovan.”
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