Post by Mimi on Aug 18, 2006 10:20:55 GMT -5
“Sorry to interrupt your love fest, but the pilot says we’ll be landing in about 20 minutes. The weather looks great,” Roman said as he entered the bedroom. He found John laying under the covers with Marlena, his arms wrapped protectively around her. Marlena’s eyes were open, staring up the ceiling. Upon hearing Roman’s voice, Marlena attempted to disentangle herself from John’s arms. “I’d like to freshen up,” Marlena said as she got out of the bed and went into the small bathroom, closing the door behind her. “Is she okay,” Roman asked John. John sat up in the bed and slowly rubbed his eyes. “Yeah, eventually I think she’ll be okay…this is taking a lot out of her... I’ve never seen her so emotional and adamant about not talking about an issue. I do have to warn you about something Roman…Doc is in a very vulnerable place right now…too vulnerable, if you ask me…” “And what are you getting at John?” “I’m concerned that she might do something…look, this isn’t easy…” “Just say it John…What are you afraid of?” John closed his eyes before responding, wondering how he was going to say this. “Look, Marlena might proposition you…” “What?” Roman asked as he entered the room fully. Upon realizing that his voice was rather loud and Marlena could probably hear him from the small bathroom, he whispered, “What? You think Marlena wants to sleep with me? …You’re crazy John.” “Roman…I’m at a loss here regarding my wife… I’m not a psychiatrist… I don’t know what is normal or what’s not for someone in her condition… Her behavior has been off since she woke up with amnesia… she’s been doing things and saying things that Marlena would never have done…” “But that shouldn’t include wanting to sleep with me?” “Normally it shouldn’t… Look I don’t know if she will or not… I’m just asking you as my friend not to take advantage of her in her current condition.” “John, I’d never take advantage of her like this.” “Thanks pal… I appreciate it… please don’t mention this conversation to her… It would only embarrass her…” “John, what happens when we get to your island? She needs psychiatric help… I’m not as confident as you are that she is suddenly going to remember and be herself once again.” “I can’t risk North finding out where we are… I told you that man is up to no good… until I’m confident that we are safe and he can’t find us, we’ll have to be her sounding board.” “No way John… I’m not going to play the part of the psychiatrist to my ex-wife… no way in hell. You and I both know the details on her missing years… There are things that she is eventually going to remember that I don’t want to relive. No thanks…you want to play shrink and get into her head, by all means, do it, but leave me out of it.” “You act as if I’m getting some sort of pleasure out of this…. You think I want to relive the last 12 years with her and be with her when she recalls what an ass I was to her? You think I want her to remember that I slept with another woman on my honeymoon? … This isn’t a picnic for me either, but if it means keeping her safe, I’ll do it.” “Do what?” Marlena asked as she came out of the bathroom. “Nothing,” John and Roman replied at the same time. “Whatever,” Marlena said as she rolled her eyes at both of them. “John, I assume you packed some clothes for me?” “Uh yeah,” John said as he walked to the small closet and removed a small suitcase for her. “I had Sami pack some things for you…. I’m not sure what she picked out, so don’t blame me if you don’t like them.” “Sami? How is she?” Marlena asked. Although she really didn’t have any memories of Sami other than when she was a small child, Marlena still felt a connection with her oldest daughter. “She’s doing okay,” Roman offered, looking at John for reassurance. They didn’t want to burden Marlena with the details about how poor choices always seemed to wreck any chance Sami had at happiness and stability. “Great, I’d love to see her some time…. Eric and Sami too… I guess Isabella also…. I just don’t have any memories of her… Sorry, John…. I know that I should remember our daughter, I just don’t.” “It’s okay Doc… In time you will… Why don’t you open the case and see what Sami has packed for you and change… We should be landing soon.” John and Roman watched as Marlena opened the case, pulled out a clean pair of underwear and bra, a tan skirt and a white tank top. “Doc, Roman and I will give you some privacy…We’ll be up front,” John said as he closed the door behind him.
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“This is beautiful John,” Marlena said as she entered the veranda of John’s Mediterranean estate. “Absolutely beautiful… I love the fact the ocean is steps away… It’s so peaceful here.” The main house sat on the end of his island, right on the beach. Classic Greek architecture was employed throughout the house, marble being used extensively on columns and the floor. The house was such a contrast from the penthouse in Salem. Although Marlena hadn’t seen the second floor, she was already in love with the house. The openness of the floor plan was inviting and made her feel safe and warm. “I thought it would be the perfect place for a getaway with my wife,” John said as he took Marlena into his arms. “Such the romantic,” Marlena said as she tilted her head up for a kiss. John captured his mouth with hers. She opened her mouth allowing his access. “Uhhmmm,” Roman muttered as he entered the veranda. “Did you have to interrupt?” John asked. “Sorry, your intell guy is on the satellite phone…said that he needs to talk to you about something important,” Roman said to John. He mouthed the name North to John, not wanting Marlena to know what was up. “Sorry, I have to take this Doc…I’ll be back in a few.” He kissed her briefly on the lips before leaving. Marlena sat down in one of the oversized chairs that flanked the patio table and gestured for Roman to have a seat next to her. “Roman, you could have said it was Alex on the phone…there is no need to try to protect me.” Marlena gingerly took the bottle of red wine out of the grey marble wine cooler and slowly opened it. “Sorry, old habits die hard.” “I do appreciate your need to protect me, but at times it’s rather suffocating,” Marlena said to Roman as she poured three glasses of wine. “I’ll work on it… How are you feeling?” “I’m fine.” Roman laughed. “Don’t laugh at me Roman… I’m fine… My head hurts a little…more of a dull ache than a full blown headache… other than that, I’m okay.” “Glad to hear,” Roman picked up her hand and held it in his. “Doc, as my favorite ex-wife, I will always feel a need to protect you and make sure that you’re okay…” “As my favorite ex-husband the feeling is mutual.” Marlena smiled at Roman. “It’s surreal to me, to be sitting her with you holding hands… in another lifetime this wouldn’t have been possible.” “I know what you mean… I actually feel closer to you right now than I have in a long time.” “Define long?” “Fifteen or so years…definitely since the affair and when I left town… I sorry that you lost your memory, but I am grateful that we have been given this chance to reconnect with one another.” “I am too Roman… You will always have a place in my heart… I don’t know the details about what our relationship, or lack thereof, was for the last 15 years…but I know that I like the way it is now… I feel like we’re back to the way we were in the past…” “May we never lose this connection,” Roman said as he picked up a glass of red wine from the table and raised it to Marlena’s glass. “To our renewed friendship,” Marlena toasted. “Hey, you’re already drinking without me?” John asked as he returned. “So where’s North?” Roman asked. Upon seeing the look of confusion on John’s face, Roman added, “She already knows.” “Nowhere near us,” John said as he sat down at the table next to Marlena. He picked up a glass of wine and took a sip. “It seems the good doctor is frantic with worry and has filed a restraining order against me…legally I’m not supposed to be within 250 feet of you…oops,” John said as he reached over and touched Marlena on the arm. She still wasn’t close enough to him. He got up out of his chair, picked her up and set her in his lap as he sat back down. “I’d to try to see anyone keep me away from you,” John muttered into Marlena’s ear as he muzzled her neck. “Please make out in your room, not in front of me,” Roman warned them, an evil grin on his face. “Jealous?” John asked as he placed small kisses along Marlena’s neck. “Hell yeah…don’t forgot that I know what’s its like holding Doc in my arms doing that exact same thing…” “Roman,” Marlena whined in shock that he would actually say that to her when she was in John’s arms. “Well I do…John, if you we keep it up, know that in my mind that I’m going to imagine doing that exact same thing to Doc.” “Okay, I get it Roman… Please keep any lurid thoughts about my wife out of your head… that’s sick… I don’t think I could deal with… I may have to hurt you,” John teased Roman. “Hello boys,” Marlena said as she leaned over and picked up her wineglass. “Please don’t talk about me like I’m not here… Roman, I love you dearly, but I don’t want you to picture me like that… It’s just wrong… And John, love of my life, please keep your hands to yourself and cut down on the caveman talk.” She took a sip of her wine and then got up at of John’s lap and walked over to the railing that overlooked the beach. “I feel so at peace here, John… Can we stay here forever?” “Although it’s a nice thought, we’d miss our family and friends too much...Eventually we are all going to have to go back…” “Have I ever been here before?” Marlena asked, turning around to look at John. “Yes.” John admitted. “I have? When?” “A long time ago…I bought this place around 12 years ago, we’ve visited only a couple times…I’ve been here probably twelve times maybe…” “Why don’t we visit here more often? Why didn’t we come here on our honeymoon…it looks so lovely.” “Doc, how do you know that we didn’t go here on our honeymoon?” John said as he got up from his chair and went over to Marlena, looking deep into her eyes for some sort of confirmation. “I just have a feeling that we didn’t…I remember, at least I think I do, bits and pieces about our wedding…I have seem flashes of us running on a beach that looks nothing like this…” “You’re remembering Doc…What else do you remember?” John asked her excitedly. “Not a lot, to be honest. I wish that I remembered more... Occasionally I’ll get flashes of things that I think happened but I’m not really sure if they did or not…I remember our wedding…not all of it…just parts,” she said with a smile. “That’s good that you’re remembering honey…take your time and try not to rush it…While we’re here I want you to just relax, you know lay by the pool, read a book…You leave the worrying to Roman and myself.” “I appreciate the offer, but I’m not a helpless damsel in distress that needs to be rescued...” “I didn’t mean to imply that you were Doc.” “John, lets not fight…I’m not some sensitive waif here…I feel like you are purposely trying to tiptoe around my feelings…You’ve been doing it since I woke up in the hospital…Roman too…. Please just treat me like you normally would… I may have lost my memory, but I’m sure that in the years I’m missing I didn’t become some over emotional woman that you both had to tiptoe around…please tell me I wasn’t.” “You weren’t Doc,” John stated as he reached out and pulled Marlena into his arms. “I just love you so much Marlena…I want you to be well and I’m afraid that I’m going to do something or say something that’s going to prevent your memory from returning.” “So what John… who cares… What if I never remember? Is it going to change my life from how it is now? No… so I’ll remember fewer things, big deal… I have you and that’s what counts…isn’t it.” “Still my same old optimistic Marlena…God I’ve missed you honey.” John slowly kissed her lips, savoring the connection. Marlena slowly slid her tongue out, gently touching John’s lips, begging for access. “Get a room,” Roman said as he got up from the table and set down his glass. Marlena and John disconnected their lips from one another and looked over at Roman. “Sorry pal… I can’t help it.” “I know…heard it a million times before…Don’t want to see it… John, it looks like the sun is going to set soon, are you sure this place is secure? I sure as hell don’t want to wake up with Alex North in my bed.” Roman said as he walked to the far end of the veranda and checked out the view. “Positive… ISA installed the latest in security technology…If anyone approaches the island, we’ll know well beforehand…Just to be safe, I will show both of you where the panic rooms are located in case something were to happen.” “John, Alex wouldn’t hurt me…why the need for such security?” Marlena asked. “I don’t know that and you don’t know that…I don’t trust the man… Until I know more about him and what he wants I’m going to assume that he is armed and dangerous.” “You love this cops and robbers thing don’t you?” Marlena asked. “Yeah I do… I just wish that it wasn’t you I was trying to protect but part of my job.” “So Rambo, want to show me around,” Marlena whispered seductively to John as Roman looked away.
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“This is beautiful John,” Marlena said as she entered the veranda of John’s Mediterranean estate. “Absolutely beautiful… I love the fact the ocean is steps away… It’s so peaceful here.” The main house sat on the end of his island, right on the beach. Classic Greek architecture was employed throughout the house, marble being used extensively on columns and the floor. The house was such a contrast from the penthouse in Salem. Although Marlena hadn’t seen the second floor, she was already in love with the house. The openness of the floor plan was inviting and made her feel safe and warm. “I thought it would be the perfect place for a getaway with my wife,” John said as he took Marlena into his arms. “Such the romantic,” Marlena said as she tilted her head up for a kiss. John captured his mouth with hers. She opened her mouth allowing his access. “Uhhmmm,” Roman muttered as he entered the veranda. “Did you have to interrupt?” John asked. “Sorry, your intell guy is on the satellite phone…said that he needs to talk to you about something important,” Roman said to John. He mouthed the name North to John, not wanting Marlena to know what was up. “Sorry, I have to take this Doc…I’ll be back in a few.” He kissed her briefly on the lips before leaving. Marlena sat down in one of the oversized chairs that flanked the patio table and gestured for Roman to have a seat next to her. “Roman, you could have said it was Alex on the phone…there is no need to try to protect me.” Marlena gingerly took the bottle of red wine out of the grey marble wine cooler and slowly opened it. “Sorry, old habits die hard.” “I do appreciate your need to protect me, but at times it’s rather suffocating,” Marlena said to Roman as she poured three glasses of wine. “I’ll work on it… How are you feeling?” “I’m fine.” Roman laughed. “Don’t laugh at me Roman… I’m fine… My head hurts a little…more of a dull ache than a full blown headache… other than that, I’m okay.” “Glad to hear,” Roman picked up her hand and held it in his. “Doc, as my favorite ex-wife, I will always feel a need to protect you and make sure that you’re okay…” “As my favorite ex-husband the feeling is mutual.” Marlena smiled at Roman. “It’s surreal to me, to be sitting her with you holding hands… in another lifetime this wouldn’t have been possible.” “I know what you mean… I actually feel closer to you right now than I have in a long time.” “Define long?” “Fifteen or so years…definitely since the affair and when I left town… I sorry that you lost your memory, but I am grateful that we have been given this chance to reconnect with one another.” “I am too Roman… You will always have a place in my heart… I don’t know the details about what our relationship, or lack thereof, was for the last 15 years…but I know that I like the way it is now… I feel like we’re back to the way we were in the past…” “May we never lose this connection,” Roman said as he picked up a glass of red wine from the table and raised it to Marlena’s glass. “To our renewed friendship,” Marlena toasted. “Hey, you’re already drinking without me?” John asked as he returned. “So where’s North?” Roman asked. Upon seeing the look of confusion on John’s face, Roman added, “She already knows.” “Nowhere near us,” John said as he sat down at the table next to Marlena. He picked up a glass of wine and took a sip. “It seems the good doctor is frantic with worry and has filed a restraining order against me…legally I’m not supposed to be within 250 feet of you…oops,” John said as he reached over and touched Marlena on the arm. She still wasn’t close enough to him. He got up out of his chair, picked her up and set her in his lap as he sat back down. “I’d to try to see anyone keep me away from you,” John muttered into Marlena’s ear as he muzzled her neck. “Please make out in your room, not in front of me,” Roman warned them, an evil grin on his face. “Jealous?” John asked as he placed small kisses along Marlena’s neck. “Hell yeah…don’t forgot that I know what’s its like holding Doc in my arms doing that exact same thing…” “Roman,” Marlena whined in shock that he would actually say that to her when she was in John’s arms. “Well I do…John, if you we keep it up, know that in my mind that I’m going to imagine doing that exact same thing to Doc.” “Okay, I get it Roman… Please keep any lurid thoughts about my wife out of your head… that’s sick… I don’t think I could deal with… I may have to hurt you,” John teased Roman. “Hello boys,” Marlena said as she leaned over and picked up her wineglass. “Please don’t talk about me like I’m not here… Roman, I love you dearly, but I don’t want you to picture me like that… It’s just wrong… And John, love of my life, please keep your hands to yourself and cut down on the caveman talk.” She took a sip of her wine and then got up at of John’s lap and walked over to the railing that overlooked the beach. “I feel so at peace here, John… Can we stay here forever?” “Although it’s a nice thought, we’d miss our family and friends too much...Eventually we are all going to have to go back…” “Have I ever been here before?” Marlena asked, turning around to look at John. “Yes.” John admitted. “I have? When?” “A long time ago…I bought this place around 12 years ago, we’ve visited only a couple times…I’ve been here probably twelve times maybe…” “Why don’t we visit here more often? Why didn’t we come here on our honeymoon…it looks so lovely.” “Doc, how do you know that we didn’t go here on our honeymoon?” John said as he got up from his chair and went over to Marlena, looking deep into her eyes for some sort of confirmation. “I just have a feeling that we didn’t…I remember, at least I think I do, bits and pieces about our wedding…I have seem flashes of us running on a beach that looks nothing like this…” “You’re remembering Doc…What else do you remember?” John asked her excitedly. “Not a lot, to be honest. I wish that I remembered more... Occasionally I’ll get flashes of things that I think happened but I’m not really sure if they did or not…I remember our wedding…not all of it…just parts,” she said with a smile. “That’s good that you’re remembering honey…take your time and try not to rush it…While we’re here I want you to just relax, you know lay by the pool, read a book…You leave the worrying to Roman and myself.” “I appreciate the offer, but I’m not a helpless damsel in distress that needs to be rescued...” “I didn’t mean to imply that you were Doc.” “John, lets not fight…I’m not some sensitive waif here…I feel like you are purposely trying to tiptoe around my feelings…You’ve been doing it since I woke up in the hospital…Roman too…. Please just treat me like you normally would… I may have lost my memory, but I’m sure that in the years I’m missing I didn’t become some over emotional woman that you both had to tiptoe around…please tell me I wasn’t.” “You weren’t Doc,” John stated as he reached out and pulled Marlena into his arms. “I just love you so much Marlena…I want you to be well and I’m afraid that I’m going to do something or say something that’s going to prevent your memory from returning.” “So what John… who cares… What if I never remember? Is it going to change my life from how it is now? No… so I’ll remember fewer things, big deal… I have you and that’s what counts…isn’t it.” “Still my same old optimistic Marlena…God I’ve missed you honey.” John slowly kissed her lips, savoring the connection. Marlena slowly slid her tongue out, gently touching John’s lips, begging for access. “Get a room,” Roman said as he got up from the table and set down his glass. Marlena and John disconnected their lips from one another and looked over at Roman. “Sorry pal… I can’t help it.” “I know…heard it a million times before…Don’t want to see it… John, it looks like the sun is going to set soon, are you sure this place is secure? I sure as hell don’t want to wake up with Alex North in my bed.” Roman said as he walked to the far end of the veranda and checked out the view. “Positive… ISA installed the latest in security technology…If anyone approaches the island, we’ll know well beforehand…Just to be safe, I will show both of you where the panic rooms are located in case something were to happen.” “John, Alex wouldn’t hurt me…why the need for such security?” Marlena asked. “I don’t know that and you don’t know that…I don’t trust the man… Until I know more about him and what he wants I’m going to assume that he is armed and dangerous.” “You love this cops and robbers thing don’t you?” Marlena asked. “Yeah I do… I just wish that it wasn’t you I was trying to protect but part of my job.” “So Rambo, want to show me around,” Marlena whispered seductively to John as Roman looked away.
