Post by kris1907 on Aug 22, 2006 16:12:11 GMT -5
Chapter 3
John slips through the door and waits until it closes firmly behind him before moving towards the elevator. A whisper of his name causes him to stop and turn, “Doc? Come on-“ he grabs her upper arm firmly and shields her body as they enter the elevator, as he quickly glances over his shoulder to make sure that Alex did not open the door. Once the door slides shut, “Sorry, just thought you would be gone. What if he saw?”
“Then I forgot something- John- where was I suppose to go exactly?”
He can’t help but smile as she rolls her eyes at his overprotective nature, “Sorry again. Okay, I think we’ll both head over... no wait. I think you should head over to Belle’s and let her know what is up. I kind of mentioned something to her about it already. I’m going to hang out around here.”
“And then what?” The two exit the elevator, but John stops suddenly. “John- what is it?”
He pulls her close to him as his eyes move over the ceiling, “The cameras.”
“John there have always been cameras down here.”
“Yes, and from your TV you can watch the people wandering around down here. Its how Brady always played all those tricks on people with his buddies.”
Laughing slightly, Marlena moves a piece of bangs out of her eyes, “God those boys gave me grey hairs.”
“My point here is that our good Dr. North could be watching and I don’t want him to see us together. So... you my lady will exit here. Take your time, chat with some people.” John moves them slightly as another load of people attempt to exit the elevator. “I’m going through the back. Go to Belle, let her know what is happening and then the two of you- bring Claire and Philip if possible, come back here. Actually, I’d rather that you brought them. Say Philip is driving you. I dunno. But never be alone with Alex. Never.”
“Philip isn’t at the loft anymore, remember?”
“Shit. Okay, Belle will come with you. I dunno. Ask anyone.” He stares at her, making sure that she understands the danger of the situation, “Please, promise me that you will always be in the room with somebody else, you won’t let him get you alone. Have Belle help you pack.”
“If he is so dangerous, why would you want to include our daughter and granddaughter into this?”
The accusations in her tone cause his expression to fall. Rubbing the back of his neck, John looks at the ground, “You know what, perhaps, yeah forget about it. You should probably go, visit Belle for a little bit. I’ll figure something else out.”
“John,” She places a gentle hand under his chin to lift his eyes up to her own, “I’m sorry. But I am curious.”
“As long as Alex doesn’t aspect that you have your memory back, he won’t do anything in front of Belle or Claire or Philip for that matter. He’ll play the loving and caring asshole that he has been. It is what he does behind your back and when you are gone that will be most helpful.” He can still see the worry in her eyes. John pulls her to him and holds her tightly as he says gently into her hair, “I am glad that you are now starting to believe that Alex is dangerous. But we’ll do this-“ He pulls back slightly so that he can see her, “Walk out of here, but stop at the front desk and write a note to Alex that says that you are going away for a bit. Leave it there and I’ll pick it up and slip it into the house later. Then go to Belle’s and I’ll meet you there.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, trust me. I’ll take care of it all. Oh there is- what’s her name?”
“Denise?”
They both watch a heavy set lady exit the elevator, “Hey Denise- got a moment?”
Marlena turns towards her husband and whispers, “John what are you doing?”
“Talk with her, make it look like you were held up and that’s why it took so long.”
The lady approaches and both smile, “John, its so good to see you around here again.”
“Just came to pass on some news to Marlena about our daughter. But I better get moving or I’ll be late.”
Marlena’s eyes plead with him to stay and explain some more, but he simply smiles at her, leaving her only the option of mouthing a ‘Be careful’ before he disappears around the corner. Turning back to Denise, “Hey, sorry that we haven’t chatted lately. I am in a rush but I heard through the grapevine that you just bought new furniture from Leanna Graham-”
“I did. Expensive but it truly is worth it. Looks like leather, feels like satin. Gorgeous.”
Marlena moves with her through the lobby of the hotel. “Sounds it. I was wondering, whenever you have a spare moment, if you would be so kind to write down their address and the person who took care of you so that I can check them out. Thinking its time to redecorate.”
“John doesn’t mind?”
Swallowing harshly, “Um, he... no.”
“Oh, that’s right. I’m so sorry. I saw your engagement announcement. How silly of me.” She pats Marlena’s hand, almost in sympathy, “Congratulations and I will drop that by your place later this week.”
Marlena adjusts her purse and smiles appreciatively, “Thank you so much. That would be lovely. I won’t keep you- need to drop a note. Thanks again ” She moves towards the front desk, desperately trying not to look up at the cameras and asks for a notepaper. Quickly she jots down a note and leaves it for John before making her way out of her building and down into the parking garage.
John slips through the door and waits until it closes firmly behind him before moving towards the elevator. A whisper of his name causes him to stop and turn, “Doc? Come on-“ he grabs her upper arm firmly and shields her body as they enter the elevator, as he quickly glances over his shoulder to make sure that Alex did not open the door. Once the door slides shut, “Sorry, just thought you would be gone. What if he saw?”
“Then I forgot something- John- where was I suppose to go exactly?”
He can’t help but smile as she rolls her eyes at his overprotective nature, “Sorry again. Okay, I think we’ll both head over... no wait. I think you should head over to Belle’s and let her know what is up. I kind of mentioned something to her about it already. I’m going to hang out around here.”
“And then what?” The two exit the elevator, but John stops suddenly. “John- what is it?”
He pulls her close to him as his eyes move over the ceiling, “The cameras.”
“John there have always been cameras down here.”
“Yes, and from your TV you can watch the people wandering around down here. Its how Brady always played all those tricks on people with his buddies.”
Laughing slightly, Marlena moves a piece of bangs out of her eyes, “God those boys gave me grey hairs.”
“My point here is that our good Dr. North could be watching and I don’t want him to see us together. So... you my lady will exit here. Take your time, chat with some people.” John moves them slightly as another load of people attempt to exit the elevator. “I’m going through the back. Go to Belle, let her know what is happening and then the two of you- bring Claire and Philip if possible, come back here. Actually, I’d rather that you brought them. Say Philip is driving you. I dunno. But never be alone with Alex. Never.”
“Philip isn’t at the loft anymore, remember?”
“Shit. Okay, Belle will come with you. I dunno. Ask anyone.” He stares at her, making sure that she understands the danger of the situation, “Please, promise me that you will always be in the room with somebody else, you won’t let him get you alone. Have Belle help you pack.”
“If he is so dangerous, why would you want to include our daughter and granddaughter into this?”
The accusations in her tone cause his expression to fall. Rubbing the back of his neck, John looks at the ground, “You know what, perhaps, yeah forget about it. You should probably go, visit Belle for a little bit. I’ll figure something else out.”
“John,” She places a gentle hand under his chin to lift his eyes up to her own, “I’m sorry. But I am curious.”
“As long as Alex doesn’t aspect that you have your memory back, he won’t do anything in front of Belle or Claire or Philip for that matter. He’ll play the loving and caring asshole that he has been. It is what he does behind your back and when you are gone that will be most helpful.” He can still see the worry in her eyes. John pulls her to him and holds her tightly as he says gently into her hair, “I am glad that you are now starting to believe that Alex is dangerous. But we’ll do this-“ He pulls back slightly so that he can see her, “Walk out of here, but stop at the front desk and write a note to Alex that says that you are going away for a bit. Leave it there and I’ll pick it up and slip it into the house later. Then go to Belle’s and I’ll meet you there.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, trust me. I’ll take care of it all. Oh there is- what’s her name?”
“Denise?”
They both watch a heavy set lady exit the elevator, “Hey Denise- got a moment?”
Marlena turns towards her husband and whispers, “John what are you doing?”
“Talk with her, make it look like you were held up and that’s why it took so long.”
The lady approaches and both smile, “John, its so good to see you around here again.”
“Just came to pass on some news to Marlena about our daughter. But I better get moving or I’ll be late.”
Marlena’s eyes plead with him to stay and explain some more, but he simply smiles at her, leaving her only the option of mouthing a ‘Be careful’ before he disappears around the corner. Turning back to Denise, “Hey, sorry that we haven’t chatted lately. I am in a rush but I heard through the grapevine that you just bought new furniture from Leanna Graham-”
“I did. Expensive but it truly is worth it. Looks like leather, feels like satin. Gorgeous.”
Marlena moves with her through the lobby of the hotel. “Sounds it. I was wondering, whenever you have a spare moment, if you would be so kind to write down their address and the person who took care of you so that I can check them out. Thinking its time to redecorate.”
“John doesn’t mind?”
Swallowing harshly, “Um, he... no.”
“Oh, that’s right. I’m so sorry. I saw your engagement announcement. How silly of me.” She pats Marlena’s hand, almost in sympathy, “Congratulations and I will drop that by your place later this week.”
Marlena adjusts her purse and smiles appreciatively, “Thank you so much. That would be lovely. I won’t keep you- need to drop a note. Thanks again ” She moves towards the front desk, desperately trying not to look up at the cameras and asks for a notepaper. Quickly she jots down a note and leaves it for John before making her way out of her building and down into the parking garage.