Post by Mimi on Aug 18, 2006 10:10:26 GMT -5
“What the hell is going on North? Get back away from my wife,” John demanded as he sat down next to Marlena. She was eerily silent. “Doc, Doc,” John said as he patted her clammy hands. Marlena jerked her head up and stared into his blue eyes. John saw the signs that she has been crying; blood shot eyes, puffy cheeks and a runny nose. “Doc, are you all right?” he asked as he continued to stroke her hands with his fingers. “What?” she asked, suddenly jerking. “Oh, I’m fine.” she said matter of factly. “Is Alex bothering you? Do you want me to make him leave?” John was clearly concerned. She had all the signs of being emotionally upset yet was adamant that nothing was wrong. “No, I need him to stay. He’s helping me.” Marlena said. She sounded almost robotic to him. He wondered if she had taken some medication and that was the reason for her weird mood swings. “What? Are you sure about this? A couple of hours ago you told me that you didn’t want him to be your doctor.” “I changed my mind. He’s a very good doctor and I’m sure that he can help me.” “Doctor North, could I have a few minutes alone with my wife?” John asked looking up at Alex. “Sure, Mr. Black. I need to finish checking into the hotel and I’ll be back in an hour to begin her session. That is if its okay with you,” Alex said trying to cater to John. Now that Marlena was back under his control all he had to worry about was John standing in the way of truly getting what he wanted. John looked over at Marlena for reassurance that this was what she wanted. “Marlena, honey, is that okay with you?” he asked. “Yes, I need Alex’s help,” she said in a monotone voice. “Great then, I’ll see you in an hour, “ Alex said as he walked to the door and let himself out. This was going to go easier than he has anticipated. Once he saw that Alex had closed the door behind him, John turned his attention to Marlena. “Honey, what’s wrong,” he asked as he gently ran his fingers along her jawbone. “Nothing,” she said. “Marlena, I was serious about what I said earlier. If you don’t want Dr. North treating you, you need to let me know now. I can get the best doctor money can buy. We can find someone else that you may be more comfortable with.” “Alex is fine. I trust him.” She sat motionless on the couch, staring off into the distance. “Doc, what’s wrong with you,” John asked as he turned her head gently towards him. “You can tell me anything, you know that,” he leaned in to kiss her as a single teardrop fell down her cheek. “What’s wrong baby,” he said softly as he continued stroking her face gently. “I just don’t want to disappoint you,” she whispered as the tears started flowing. “Honey, you’ll never disappoint me,” he said as he gathered her in his arms. “How can you stand to be around me, let alone touch me knowing that I supposedly slept with Roman.” She turned away from him on the couch, unable to look at him. “Oh Doc, did he tell you that?” John grabbed her waist from behind and pulled her closer to him. “You listen to me, nothing you could ever do could make me love you any less. And I mean nothing. I love every part of you, flaws and all.” “If only you knew what I’ve done,” Marlena thought to herself. Suddenly overcome with memories of her past she broke down in his arms. “Doc, let it all it. You always told me that it was healthy to let things out and that not showing your emotions would take an emotional toll on the body.” John rocked her back and forth on the couch. “Let me be the strong one now. You’ve always been my rock, let me be yours. Tell me what’s bothering you. Did you remember the past?” Marlena continued to cry. “I can’t tell you,” she sobbed. “I can’t tell anyone. No one would understand. Everyone will be disappointed in me. They’ll all hate me.” Confused as to what she was talking about, John held her in his arms as she continued to cry. “No one will hate you Marlena.” “But they would,” she said as she stood up and walked to the window. “Do you know how much I hate knowing who I was and not knowing who I am. The last twelve years, was I happy? Did I have more children? I know you said that I married you, but were we happy? Doesn’t seem like we could have been if I was off sleeping with Roman. Were you happy? How about Sami, Eric and Carrie, oh and Brady. Last I remember they were a lot younger. It makes me sick to my stomach that I can’t for the life of me recall what life has brought them.” He was glad to see that she had stopped crying for the time being. “Doc, in due time you’ll remember,” John said as he watched her from the couch, wanting to give her some physical space. “But what if I don’t. You don’t remember your past, what makes you think I will?” “Maybe you will, maybe you won’t. Regardless, I’ll always love you and be here for you.” “Don’t make promises you can’t keep John,” she warned him. The look in her eyes had him concerned. From the way she was talking she was concerned about something from her past coming out that would change everything. John wasn’t concerned though, for he knew all about her past and nothing she could say would surprise him. “Doc, honey, you may not remember the last twelve years, but I do. I lived through them with you. There is nothing to be scared of.” “You said earlier that we had been married for a couple of years, who was I involved with before? Roman?” If he confirmed that it was Roman she was going to be sick. “Well no. I don’t want to tell you any more so as not to interrupt your treatment.” “This isn’t about my treatment. This is about me. Do you know how much it pisses me off that you hold all the fucking clues to my life. You have all the control. Don’t talk to me about treatment.” Marlena turned and looked at him. “Fine, I see how you are going to be.” She was emotionally shutting down again. A loud know on the door disrupted the quietness of the room. John got up to answer the door, already knowing who would be on the other side. “Couldn’t stay away, could you?” John asked. Dr. North entered the room but did not respond. He saw Marlena standing in front of the window and knew that she was not okay. She was an emotional wreck. John walked over to Marlena. “Let me leave you alone for your session. I’ll be in the next room if anything comes up,” John said as he kissed Marlena lightly on the lips. She grabbed onto his arm, “Don’t leave me,” she begged him. “Marlena, I don’t think that this is such a good idea,” Alex stated. He needed to get John out of the room for his plan to work. “I need John. I won’t do it unless he’s here,” Marlena said empathetically, looking directly at Alex.
