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Episode 13



Ashely Abbotts House

Paul
What do you say Ashley, will you marry me?

Ashley
Please tell me I am not going to regret this.

Paul
I promise. This will help me out so much and I promise all I am looking for is a wife on paper. We can sleep in separate bedrooms and everything.

Ashley
Oh, Paul I’m not worried about that at all. I know you would respect me and my space.

Paul
So, I haven’t heard a yes or a no yet. I’m sorry to rush you, but I am desperate.

Ashley
Wow, thanks.

Paul
I didn’t mean it like that.

Ashley
I know. (she takes a deep breath) Okay. I will marry you, on one condition.

Café Russe

Thorne
Donna? Care to explain that voicemail you just left for Jackie?

Donna
Thorne, it isn’t what you think. It isn’t what it sounded like.

Thorne
Oh, well good, because it sounds like you were plotting with Jackie Marone to destroy my brother’s marriage to your sister.

Donna
Thorne, its no secret that Jackie or myself are big fans of Ridge. But, we had nothing to do with Ridge and Brooke’s marriage crumbling. Your brother took care of that all on his own.

Thorne
Yeah, that may be, but I heard everything you just said to Jackies voicemail. You two had a plan cracked out, only you didn’t need to follow through with it. I cant believe you would be so selfish and spiteful.

Donna
Now Thorne, wait a minute.

Thorne
No you wait and let me finish. How would you like it if someone was scheming to break us up? Huh? You know as well as I do that not many people like us being together, but we fought them and now you have the nerve to pull this?

Donna
Thorne, of course I would hate it if someone would do that to us, but I know Brooke so well I know that Ridge is not the one for her and now she knows it too. I know people don’t like us together, but I also know that we are meant to be together just like I know Brooke is meant for Nick, not Ridge.

Thorne
I wish I felt the same.

Donna
Of course you feel differently than I do. Ridge is your brother. Its no wonder you want what he feels is best for him.

Thorne
No, Donna, you misunderstood. Yes, I don’t feel the same way about Ridge and Brooke as you do, but I wasn’t talking about them. I was talking about us.

Donna
Thorne… what are you saying?

Thorne
I’m saying, I think we are over Donna. I can’t be with someone who goes behind my back and does something like this. I can’t do it to me and I cant do it to Ally. (he leaves with Donna having tears running down her face)

Ashley’s House

Paul
What’s the condition?

Ashley
We sign a pre nup. I know that you would never do anything that would hurt me, but just for security reasons I think…

Paul
Ash, its not problem. No offense taken, I completely understand, and I will have the papers drawn up tomorrow, when we go by the courthouse to get our marriage license.

Ashley
Tomorrow? Don’t you only have a certain amount of days to get married before the licence expires.

Paul
Yeah I thought we would get married as soon as possible. The trial will be starting soon, is that going to be a problem?

Ashley
No, no problem at all.

Paul
Great, I am going to call my lawyer and tell her the good news. (he goes to the back of the house)

The doorbell rings, and Ashley answers it.

Ashley
Jack what a lovely surprise, I wasn’t expecting you tonight.

Jack
Yeah, I just swung by to tell you that I am leaving town.

Ashley
What? You’re leaving so soon?

Jack
Relax. I am only going to be gone for a few days, I will be back, I’m not through with my business meetings.

Ashley
Well good, because I am going to need someone to walk me down the aisle.

Jack
I am sorry did you say aisle?

Ashley
Yes. I have agreed to marry Paul to better his case against his ex-brother-in-law.

Jack
Look we will have to talk about this when I get back, I promise I wont be long. By the way I am going on my trip with Paul’s…

Ashley’s phone rings.

Ashley
Hang on Jackie. It Abby, I haven’t talked to her all day. Go ahead answer it, I will let myself out and I will see you in a couple of days.

The Next Day

Extreme Catwalk: Forrester Edition Offices

Thomas
Rick you can’t do that.

Rick
Well my Executive Producer credit says otherwise.

Thomas
Grandpa, Dad, you and the other producers, and myself have already decided on principal casting. All of the contestants have been contacted, they meet here tomorrow. Your going to call somebody at the last minute and tell them they have been replaced?

Rick
Yeah, I just don’t like this girl.

Thomas
Well, I do!

Rick
I think you like this girl.

Thomas
What?

Rick
You are pathetic, Thomas. You only meet this girl at her audition and you fall head over heels with her. Here you can take her picture home with you and have sweet dreams. It will be the last time you see her.

Thomas
I like this girls sketches I see good things in them.

Rick
You cant see nothing you are so green it’s sickening.

Thomas
A lot of people would disagree with you Rick, after all that’s why I am here as a judge and you got a producer credit. Everyone knows it is only a title, you do not have the creative control to make a decision like this without consulting everyone else involved.

Rick
We will see about that

Thomas
Yeah we will.

Hospital
Stephanie visits Massimo in the hospital

Stephanie
Hey Mass, how are you, silly question I know. I kind of like this, I can talk all I want and you cant interrupt me with your overbearing tone. I am kidding, but you know it’s true. I just got in from Chicago, I went to visit Angela’s grave. I can’t believe it had been forty-five years since my baby was taken from me. You were there to comfort me remember? You helped me pull through, and damn it I am going to do the same for you. Wake up Mass, a lot of people need you. Our son needs you, I need you. There is so much more time to be had, don’t give up, don’t give up. That’s what you told me all those years ago and now I am telling you, don’t give up.

She walks out of the room and her cell phone rings

Stephanie
Hello

James
Stephanie, its James how are you are you back in town?

Stephanie
Yes, I am at the hospital, visiting Massimo.

James
What a coincidence, I am here consulting with a patient. I was wondering if you were free for lunch.

Stephanie
Yes I am, I would love to catch up, say meet me in hospital lobby in half an hour and we leave from there?

James
Sounds great, see you then.

James hangs up and walks down the hall, a mystery person is following him everywhere he goes.

Next on The Bold Ones

Paul Williams’s mother and brother arrive in Los Angeles.
The Mystery person is revealed.
Taylor continues to be out of control.
The cast of Extreme Catwalk: Forrester Edition meets the Judges. ]]> Sun, 08 Mar 2009 21:53:00 +0000 I was just four-years-old when Dynasty debuted. It was my mother’s favorite prime-time drama (Days of our Lives being her favorite daytime soap). It was a Wednesday night (and later Thursday with its spinoff The Colbys, and later time change) in our home. Just as I was forbidden to speak during the hour Days of our Lives was broadcast during the day, so was the hour Dynasty ruled. I still have old VHS tapes of my mother’s featuring original broadcasts. However, my love affair with the Carrington saga didn’t really take place until the year I came out of the closet (one would think with their own Steven Carrington my parents would have been more tolerable!). Like Alexis, I was exiled. I spent a year in Europe, my homeland of Italy (I was born in Rome), and there I discovered the Italian-dubbed version of a childhood memory. Steven Carrington became my hero. I could understand him, emphasize with him. Al Corley was not only good looking, but he could act – not only through words written for him, but with his exp​ressions.

I was now hooked on the series. After my return to the States, I began collecting everything. I spent time in libraries collecting every printed source on the show I could find. I haunted E-bay for memorabilia. I frequented message boards. I collected and saved fan fiction, fan comments, etc. I collected all the TV episodes and even books, TV shows, movies, etc. that resembled the Carrington saga. This grew into a huge library.

Dynasty fan fiction began with Andy Koenig. She wrote pages of fiction and nonfiction, and is well-respected. Eventually, some of her work evolved into the monthly Dynasty the Next Generation. She left the series early on but many other writers joined in. It wasn’t perfect, but it was a regular fix of Dynasty. Blood and Oil followed. It was better written but was sporadic to say the least. Russ Taylor, my partner at the time got me hooked on fan fiction. He encouraged me to write some of my own. I wrote a couple or three pieces. One was a short story that connected the original series with the reunion. We actually considered writing for TNG and submitted samples (the original submission was a stand alone piece featuring what would happen if Alexis met a certain Texan oilman). While accepted, the feud between TNG and B&O and their own respective writers was too much for us. We always tried to avoid conflict. So, we retired from any more writing until TNG folded without a resolution. We approached TNG’s “executive producer” Yaniv Shalmberg about picking up where the series ended and not leaving readers hanging as the original series had done with its fans. So, we gathered up some writers but alas, it never came about either. Russ and I did manage to outline the rest of TNG’s fifth season and published some of them as “mini-episodes” at the site’s message board.

And things stayed that way until I found the SON blogs. I liked how some fans had made their own blogs presenting their stories based upon various soaps, or all-new soaps. I decided to take my mini-episodes – more of an episode guide than anything else – and publish it. What if Dynasty HAD continued? What would have happened? What would it have looked like? So, I wanted to turn the clock back to 1989 and answer those questions. Since I was preparing to write TNG with Russ, the fictional 10th season of Dynasty also follows TNG continuity. Thus, the reunion material and most notably, Dex Dexter’s disappearance are used. However, in my fictional interim seasons, I tried to follow closely what happened during that time frame, to the news reports, rumors, etc. Unlike some fiction which is more or less fans’ wish fulfillment, I stuck closer to the events of the time. So, there is no Alexis, no Krystle. On the other hand, this is a fiction within a fiction, and when the ratings fail, it’s time to bring Alexis and Krystle back.

Dynasty the Sequel, as I called it, met with success. During the week, I published seasons 10-12, and weekends were filled with special features and the 5th season of TNG. Complaints were minimal, but compliments were many. However, the death of my father put things on hold for a while. I had a new writing partner, Randy Mullins, but problems in Randy’s personal life meant things were on definite hold.

I really wanted to bring the Sequel back. Should I continue where I left off, or start fresh? I finally decided to relaunch the fiction. I’d start all over, make a few corrections and maybe some changes. And what better date to start over with than …

So, here again – from the beginning – is season 10, to be followed by 11 and 12. There are new and revised graphics. Stories are edited. More attention to detail. I hope you enjoy this new version.

What’s next?

TNG will continue. This will truly be the next generation of Dynasty as the septor is passed to a new generation. After all, that is what a Dynasty does. LB, Danny, Lauren and Krystina are the new faces. Blake, Krystle and Alexis are still around but limited in their stories, and gradually being phased out. Dex, Ben and Sable are still around.
Seasons 13-15 promises more stories with the original cast.

Special features include … Season 0 (what happened BEFORE the series), Season 3 of The Colbys, and a possible mini-series set during the 50s, the Early Years, so to speak.

I hope you’ll stick with me. The Carrington saga continues.

Jay!]]> Fri, 13 Feb 2009 15:14:00 +0000
Henry moved towards me and grabbed my hand. "Thank you for coming. Please, sit down." He led me to a chair and I sat down across from him. He reached out his hand and caressed my cheek. I leaned into it and closed my eyes. This was my first time in his chambers alone and I was nervous. I didn't know what to expect. But I did know this, he had the softest touch and made me feel so good.

"Henry, I am honored to be here." I parted my lips as I gazed at him.

Henry smiled and took my hand. "Anne, it is me that is honored. You have no idea how much I need you. How much I want you." He brought my hand up and kissed my hand. He sighed deeply. "Oh Anne, you have no idea what is happening. What I need."

"Tell me Henry. I am here for you." I said softly.

He looked towards the window and was quiet. "I need a son. I must have a son Anne. Katherine only gave me Mary, whom I love but she cannot rule this realm. A son must rule and I now know that marrying Katherine was the biggest mistake I have ever made. I must gave sinned terribly against God. God would have given me a son who hath lived if I hadn't sinned.

I leaned forward and took his hands into mine. I squeezed them gently. "Oh Henry. You must not believe that you have sinned..."

He cut me off and his eyes were angered. "Then why don't I have a son!"

I took a deep breath. I knew I was entering dangerous territory but I pressed on. "Perhaps it wasn't you who sinned. It wasn't you." I said emphatically.

I could see that thought going through the King's head. I knew he wanted to believe it. I dared not press too hard, but press on I did.. "Henry, I do not know what happened to make God angry. Think back though, was there anything that was done that could be questioned?"

Henry jumped up and walked towards the mantle above the fireplace. He leaned his arms against the mantle. "You know that Katherine was married to my brother."

"Yes I do." I said, leading him on.

"There was a papal dispensation allowing us to marry. Maybe that hath angered God so that I have not been able to have sons." Henry whipped around and came towards me, kneeling at me feet, "Tell me Anne, do you think that may be true."

I stroked his golden red hair and his cheek. "I am no theologian your Majesty. Perhaps you could ask Wolsey. He may have an answer for you."

Henry rose up and sought my lips. He kissed me softly once, then leaned back to stare searchingly into my eyes. "Anne. You are so beautiful. I ache to be with you. I look for you always and when I find you everyone else disappears." He kissed me more thoroughly. "I love you Anne."

I stood up and put my arms around him. Tears came to my eyes. "Henry, I have longed for you to say those words to me. I love you so." I pressed my lips to his and moved closer. "I do Henry, love you so."

Henry lifted me up off the ground and kissed me thoroughly. I kissed him back with passion. We kissed for several minutes and it roused in me a deep desire. Henry broke the kiss off and looked into my grey eyes. "Oh Anne, come lay with me."

I panicked and my startled eyes flew to his blue eyes. "Henry….I"

Henry laughed. "No Anne, you need not worry. I just want to talk and to hold you in my arms. I would never, ever presume anything of you."

I immediately relaxed and felt better. He took my hand and led me to the dias where his bed lay. He helped me onto the bed and lay me down. He joined me quickly and pulled a heavy blanket over us. "Be not afraid Anne."

"Henry, I am not afraid of you." I reassured him. "I want to be here with you."

"Anne, there is so much that I want to know about you. I want to know what makes you Anne. What was it like at Hever? What was it like at the French Court? I want to know everything." Henry said as he put his arms around me and pulled me close. His hand went up and down my arm reassuringly.

I felt very comfortable telling him about life at the French Court and Hever. I told him of the good times I had, even a couple embarrassing times I had although they weren't that many. I was a confident woman and I knew that in this situation right now, I could ask the King anything. "Henry, what was it like growing up with your brother?"

A sad look passed quickly over his features. He sighed, "My father the King put my brother on top of the world. I was the spare and he was the heir. When he died, suddenly I was the heir and the most loved. If he had not died, I believe that the King and my mother wanted me to become a Priest."

I laughed lightly and moved a little closer. "I cannot picture you as a Priest."

His eyes were warm as he laughed at my jest. "I loved my parents, I truly did. My sisters and my brother were wonderful companions. I just, sometimes…." His voice drifted off.

"Felt second best? That your older brother outshone you? That is how I sometimes felt with Mary for she was the golden one who the King desired." I confessed.

Henry leaned up on his elbows and looked deeply into my eyes. "Anne you must know this. If I ever knew that I would have you in my life, I never, ever would have been with your sister. When I knew Mary, you were not here. Please Anne, forgive me."

"Henry, we cannot change the past. I know now that you would not have been with Mary if you knew me then. It is not something I like to think about so I will not. Think of this though Henry. With Mary, you have two children who are lovely, beautiful children. Without Mary my sister, you would not have them. You know that we Boleyns are fertile. I want to give you children of my own Henry. That is my deepest desire." I cried passionately.

"Anne my deepest desire is to have you forever by my side. As my wife," Henry drew me close and kissed me deeply. His tongue leisurely entered my mouth and stroked mine. We kissed like that for several minutes before we broke apart. "Anne I think we were meant to be. No, I know we were meant to be. We shall marry if you desire. Please Anne, once I am able to free myself of the Queen, will you be my wife?"

I gazed into his deep blue eyes. "Of course Henry, of course I will." Tears streamed down my face as I kissed him. We held each other all night, kissing occasionally and talking intimately. I knew now that Henry owned my heart and it was his forever]]> Thu, 29 Jan 2009 14:54:00 +0000

Bo took a fall while decorating the Christmas tree and had dizzy spells as a result. He decided to keep this from Hope to keep her from worrying. On New Year's Eve, Bo passed out in the bathroom at Chez Rouge and was found by Steve.

Victor warned Philip about things possibly getting out of hand with Stephanie and Melanie working at Titan. After Melanie was caught trying to sabotage Stephanie at work, Philip fired her. Philip and Stephanie got closer through working together.

Abby returned for the holidays and let her family and friends know that she's transferring back to Salem University for their medical program. Max thought it was a perfect time to pick up where they left off, but caught Abby kissing another guy at the stroke of midnight.

Nick finally saw that Melanie wasn't right for him. He and Chelsea got closer as she visted him in jail frequently, promising to stay by his side.

Will returned home for break and immediately took a liking to Melanie.

Chloe was there for Lucas when he learned that Kate's cancer was getting worse. The two faced a rocky roadblock when Chloe disagreed with the way Lucas disciplined Will.

Daniel received Kate's tests and informed her that her cancer has entered her lymph nodes and more treatment would be necessary. Kate asked that they keep it between them until after the holidays are over. Kate broke the news to her family.

Melanie moved out of the Horton house because she felt unwanted and was welcomed by Caroline to stay above the pub. Upon getting fired from Titan, Melanie took up waiting tables at the pub and was surprisingly good at it.

Upon learning that Nicole was considering buying a baby from the black market, Brady introduced Nicole to his pregnant friend, Christine, who wanted to give her baby up for adoption. Brady also purchased the Blue Note Club with the inheritance money he received from John.

John saved Dr. Charlotte Taylor from two muggers and the two became quick friends, which did not sit well with Marlena. When Marlena was out of town, John and Charlotte got very close since John was using his therapy sessions as a way to get to know Charlotte.

Lexie let Stefano spend time with Theo, but kept these meetings from Abe.

Stefano turned out to be the one that hired the killer to assisante Mayor Marino. The killer agreed to keep his mouth shut and serve his jail time when Stefano threatened harm on the killer's family.

Steve and Kayla disagreed with Stephanie spending time with Philip. Kayla believed that Steve was making a big deal out of nothing.

EJ and Nicole became engaged and quickly married in an elegant holiday-themed wedding at the mansion. Nicole did everything she could to keep her secret from EJ.

The killer found the safe house where Rafe and Sami were staying and he attacked. Rafe was severly injured, but survived. Roman saved the day and had the killer arrested. Sami was reunited with her parents and revealed to them that she was pregnant with EJ's baby. Roman and Marlena agreed to take Sami to New York and live with Eric until she gave birth and they could figure out what to do next.]]> Thu, 29 Jan 2009 00:36:00 +0000
DAYS originally debuted on October 20, 2006. It lasted a little over two years, until I decided to start from scratch again. Why? In December, I was enjoying the stories on the real Days of our Lives, but the stories were kind of stale, but had potential to be great. So I decided to take the stories into my own direction and I'm two months into writing already! The start date was December 1, 2008.

I know a lot of people are not happy with the current state of DAYS. With the recent firings of Deidre Hall (Marlena) and Drake Hogestyn (John), many longtime fans have given up. I will let you know that I am going to keep the casting changes the way they are. That means Hall and Hogestyn are going to be exiting the show. While I respect both actors and the time they have given to my favorite soap opera, I can understand why they were chosen and I believe that DAYS can survive without them. However, that does not mean that I will never bring back John and Marlena. They are being written out in a way that they can be come back at any time.

There have been some other casting changes since I took over. Galen Gering (ex-Rafe), Josh Taylor (ex-Roman), Thaao Penghlis (ex-Tony) and Leann Hunley (ex-Anna) have all be let go. Alison Sweeney (Sami) is now on her maternity leave, but will return in the spring. Ashley Benson (Abby) returned, followed by former AMC actor Brett Weber (Ross). Kim Zimmer's son, Jake Weary has taken over the role of Will Roberts as well.

To help people quickly catch up on everything that's happend in the last two months, I'm going to post monthly reviews for December and January. It's only been two months. A lot has happened that is different from the real show, like Chloe and Daniel never starting an affair, but for the most part, all of the stories are still roughly the same.]]> Thu, 29 Jan 2009 00:25:00 +0000
Zander heard his name being called and rushed to the office. "Yes LT." he replied as he peeked his head in the opened doorway.

"Get your butt in here, Detective." Lieutenant Benson barked and Zander stepped in.

"Sir?" he questioned wanting to know what LT wanted from him this time.

"Close the door and take a seat." Benson motioned and Zander did as he was asked.

Zander still dressed in street clothes from his last undercover stake out, he hadn't had time to change. "I have a job for you, Detective."
Zander's ears perked up and he sat up straighter in the chair. Zander was always up for a challenging case, he was one of the best detectives in the Narcotic Division on the Miami-Dade County police force, they were glad to have him. He had been living in Miami for quite a few years, he came back home for his mother's funeral and never left, not much to go back to in Port Charles.

Lt. Benson, an older gentleman, 50ish, a distinguished Lieutenant in the police department had close to 30 years with the force and was just waiting to take his pension, sat behind his desk and reached for a folder in his inbox. "I found something very interesting when reading through our records from last night's bust. It seems our perp has connections to Port Charles, NY ... you lived there, right Lewis?"

Zander hadn't heard the name of Port Charles for a long time and wasn't too anxious to return either. "Yes, sir. I lived there a few years, why do you ask?" Zander had the awful feeling he knew what his Lt. wanted from him now.

"I need you and Detective Keys to go and check a few things out in this .. Port Charles. And since you know the area, you'd be the best choice for this case." Zander left out a heavy sigh.

Detective Keys was a few years older then him, a few more years under his belt, and just as aggressive. "You don't have a problem with this assignment, do you Detective?"

Zander shook his head no. "I'm up for it, sir." he replied as his Lt. passed him the case file. "Good. Your plane leaves in a few hours." Zander took the folder and tucked it under his arm, ready to walk out the door of the office, he heard his Lt. call him back. "Detective? Let's not get in trouble up there. M'kay." the Lt. smiled and chuckled.

"Me sir? No, never." Zander laughed to himself, his Lt. knew him too well.

"By the way, I called the PCPD and they're expecting you. Once you arrive in Port Charles, be sure to contact Commissioner Scorpio." Zander remembered that name well, and the face that went with it. Mac would sure be surprised to see him when he got there.

"Yes, sir." Zander turned and walked slowly out of the office while looking at the case file he was just handed. He walked to his desk and took his shield and gun from his desk drawer. He and Detective Keys had been partners for a while now, he was assigned to Keys when he was promoted to Detective last year, he felt it was a good move on his part, he was tired of writing parking tickets and chasing down peeping toms. The Narcotics Unit was just where he wanted to be
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"Keys! Let's go!" Zander shouted to the other detective who was filing one of his closed cases in the file cabinet on the other side of the room.

"Where?!" Zander looked back and motioned for him to hurry along.

"I'll fill you in on the way!" Keys grabbed his jacket, his shield and his gun and rushed to catch up to his partner.

"Hey Lewis! Be careful, huh?" his Lt. shouted as they headed for the doorway. Zander gave him the thumbs up before disappearing out of sight.

The two detectives headed down the stairs to their car that was parked outside. "So you going to tell me where we're going, partner?" Keys said as he got into the new Crown Victoria.

"Port Charles, New York." Zander answered as he got in and started the car.

"New York!?" Keys exclaimed as he rolled his eyes and just knew they'd be getting into trouble yet again, the last adventure he and Zander had taken cost the department a few dollars, and the Lt. was not happy. Keys chuckled to himself as he remembered watching the car just engulfed in flames after it exploded in front of them. "Let's hope we don't find trouble this time." he remarked to his partner, who had pulled out of the parking space heading towards home.

"Trouble is my middle name, Keys. Don't you know that by now?" they both chuckled at the thought.

After stopping by the apartment and grabbing a few items, Zander drove his partner to his place so he could pack. "Who are we looking for this time?" Keys asked as he closed and locked the door to his apartment.

"Come on, I'll tell ya on the way to the airport." Zander said as Keys threw is bag in the trunk of the car and got in.

A few hours had past and the plane landed at the JFK airport. A rental car was waiting for them when they arrived. "Curbside service?" Keys smirked as Zander grabbed the keys from him.

"I know how to get there, I'll drive." His partner rolled his eyes and left him go. They drove out of the city heading north towards Port Charles.

"So how well do you know this town of Port Charles, Zander?" his partner asked as they turned onto the Interstate.

"Too well. I'm dreading going back there." By the tone in his voice, Keys got the impression his partner was not all happy about taking on this case and going home.

"May I ask why?" Keys asked, Zander hesitated and glanced over towards him.

"Let's just say I have some unfinished business once I get there, and I'm not happy about it." His partner dropped the conversation after that, he saw that this was not a topic Zander wanted to discuss.

The four hour drive was quiet most of the way, the radio kept them company as they drove towards Port Charles, not knowing what to expect once they got there. Soon they passed the city limits sign for Port Charles, Zander knew his way to the police department and wasted no time getting there. They pulled up in front of the PCPD and got out. A few officers came down the stairs and said hello to them as they passed by them. Zander opened the door for his partner and they entered the building together. This was Zander's first time back in Port Charles in almost 10 years, things certainly haven't changed as he looked around at his surroundings.

He and Keys walked into the squad room, not looking like police officers at all, both in street clothes, blue jeans, leather jackets and boots, not what one would expect from an officer of the law. His gun tight against him up under his arm, his shield tucked away in his inside jacket pocket ready to grab if he needed it. He noticed Commissioner Scorpio talking with the woman he once knew as Alexis Davis as they walked into the room. The room became silent and Mac turned around noticing the gentlemen. Alexis's eyes widened as she recognized Zander right away. She came forward and a little hesitant before she approached him.

"Can I help you?" Mac said as he stepped closer to the two officers. Keys and Zander both pulled their shields from their jacket pockets and showed them to the Commissioner.

"I believe you expecting us?" Keys said as Mac read their identifications.

"Zander, how you been? I heard you became an officer, but wasn't expecting a detective." Mac said as he read his I.D.

"Been doing fine, Mac. How bout yourself?" Zander replied as he tucked his shield back into his pocket.

"Can't complain. Come on, let's go to my office." he replied as he invited them to his office down the hall. Alexis stood in awe as Zander passed by her and said hello. "We'll talk in a bit." he commented as he and Keys followed Mac towards the hallway. She never dreamed that Zander would make it as far as he had. He's done good for himself, from an ex drug dealer to a police detective, she was so proud of him at that moment. It warmed her heart to know he'd made something of himself, despite his past.

"So what can I do for you gentlemen?" Mac asked as he invited them both in to his office.

Zander closed the door behind him and then took a seat in front of Mac's desk. "One of our suspects in a case Keys and I are working on is connected to someone here in Port Charles. We're here to investigate it further, hoping to bring him down and take custody of him." Zander explained.

"And who might this person be?"

Keys propped his leg up on the opposite leg and leaned his body forward. "The name is Lorenzo Alcazar." Mac raised his eyebrow at the mention of Alcazar's name.

"So you've heard of him?" Keys said when he noticed the look on Mac's face by the mere mention of the name.

"I do. He's our main problem here in Port Charles. He's been involved all sorts of criminal activity over the past 6 years he's resided here. We just haven't had enough to make a case stick." Mac reached around and grabbed one of the folders behind him. He laid the folder on his desk and opened it up. "Racketeering, gun trafficking, drug possession with intent to sell and distribute .... the list is endless." he passed the file to Zander and he began to read the charges that have been brought up against the biggest crime lord on the East Coast.

"You mind if I take this with me?" Zander asked as he read further and further into the stack of papers.

"I'll have one of the clerks make you a copy to take with you." Mac said as he got up from his desk and placed a call to the outer office. A young lady came into the room soon after, and took the file from Zander.

"I'll be right back with a copy." she said as she smiled at the good looking young detective.

"Thanks LuLu." Mac remarked as she headed towards the door.

Zander looked shocked and took another look at the pretty young lady. "That's not Luke Spencer's daughter is it?" he questioned as a smile came to Mac's face.

"Amazing isn't it? They grow up so fast. Yeah she's working here part time after school and weekends. Luke's not thrilled with the idea but it keeps her out of trouble."

Zander chuckled at the thought of Luke not being thrilled with his son and daughter working for the police department.

Mac made another phone call and shortly after there was a knock on the door. "Come in." he bellowed and the door opened. Zander and Keys both stood from their chairs and faced the door to see who was invited in.

Zander approached the young man with a handshake as if he knew him. "How you been?" he said as he shook Lucky's hand firmly.
"I'm doing well, and you?" Lucky replied as he shook hands with his friend.

"I've been good, long time no see." Zander replied as he shoved his hands in his jacket pockets.

"It has been. What are you doing here?" Lucky asked as Zander walked back towards his partner.

"Keys ... this is Lucky Spencer. He and I know each other from way back." Zander said as he introduced his partner to his friend.

"Lucky, this is my partner Jack Keys." Lucky shook hands with Keys and gave a confused look to Zander.

"Partner?" he questioned with a grin. "Oh, sorry. I'm a detective now with the Miami - Dade County police department. Jack's my partner."
Lucky chuckled. "Oh, okay. Nice to meet Jack." Keys shook hands with Lucky and smiled.

"Nice to meet you too. Boy, Zander you didn't tell me you knew everyone in this town." Zander smirked.

"Trust me, you haven't met everyone yet."

"So what are you doing back?" Lucky asked as LuLu came back in and handed Zander the file he needed.

"Keys and I are here investigating a case. Lorenzo Alcazar." he replied as he handed Keys the case file.

"Lucky was working on the case we had against Lorenzo, that's why I asked him in. I was hoping the three of you could work together on this." Mac explained as he turned around when he heard another knock at the door.

"Some things never change." Zander chuckled as he noticed who was standing in the doorway.

"Come on in Alexis." Mac said as he approached her.

"Sure come on in and join the reunion." Lucky said as he stepped out of the way of Alexis as she approached Zander. She embraced him lovingly and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "It's good to see you, Zander." she said as Keys stood next to him staring at the beautiful woman who graced his presence.

"And who is this lovely woman?" he asked as he took Alexis's hand.

"Keys, this is Alexis Davis." Zander said as his partner caressed her hand in his.

"Keys?" Alexis said as she glanced back to Zander.

"You call me Jack." Keys said as he stood admiring her.

"Nice to meet you .. Jack. I'm Alexis Davis." she said with a smile.

"This is our DA." Mac pointed out as he stood among them.

Alexis and Jack got acquainted as did Zander and Lucky, it had been a long time since Zander had been in Port Charles, there was alot of catching up to do.

"I hate to do this to you guys, but I'd like my office back." Mac chuckled as he tried to chase everyone out.

"Okay, we get the hint. As soon as we find anything, we'll let you know." Zander said as they all headed towards the door.

"I want updates on a daily basis." he said as he pointed to Zander and Lucky in particular.

"You got it boss." Lucky remarked with a smirk as they headed out the door.

"Have you guys eaten yet? I'm starved." Zander and Keys looked at each other and felt the hunger set in.

"Yeah, you know of a good place to eat around here?" Jack asked as they made their way back towards the squad room.

"Sure do, how's Kelly's sound?" he said as he slapped Zander on the back of his shoulder.

"I'll catch up with you later, Zander. Okay?" Alexis said as she headed down the other hallway. "I'll call you." Zander.

Jack and Lucky walked through the squad room and out the front door of the PCPD. "Kelly's?" Jack asked. "What is a Kelly's?"
Zander tugged at Jack's jacket. "Come on, you're about to find out."]]> Wed, 28 Jan 2009 22:41:00 +0000

There were several of us gathered in the Queen's Chamber's when the King, full of energy and life, burst in and demanded an audience with the Queen. With quiet dignity she rose up and entered her privy chambers. My eyes followed the King and I remembered all the stolen moments and kisses that Henry and I had shared in the past several weeks. I found myself thinking of him always and longing for his touch. My heart raced just seeing him. Henry had told me he had state business and I would probably not see him today.

Henry slammed the door behind him whilst us courtiers remained silent. After a couple of heartbeats silence, we started talking again although all of us were straining to hear what we could hear. George, my brother, meandered his way over to me and Mary and asked in a hushed voice, "What do you make of this Anne?"

"I have no idea" I looked down at the shirt I was sewing. "I truly do not." We could hear the King and Queen's voices rising but we could not make out the words.

"It's been a long time since the King has been this angry." Mary murmured. Slowly we could hear the words "Your Nephew.....alliance....is ending...you know...about you and....girl....out here...." "Oh my Dear" Mary said, "We should get some music playing, something. The King is angered."

George went to speak to Francis Weston and Henry Norris and they spoke to the musicians. Just then the door opened and Henry stood in the doorway, shouting back at the Queen, "I do not believe that you did not know about your nephew Charles and his breaking our alliance! His betrayal is YOUR betrayal to me! You have no idea what you have done Katherine!"

"You are talking about betrayal your Majesty?" Katherine shot back, "What about you? I have to accept that your new whore and your old whore are to sit in the same room as me! Every day I am reminded that one or both of them share your bed!"

Henry turned as red as I felt myself turning, "Enough! Lady Anne is not a whore she is a maiden! If you do not want her here than I will grant you that wish! Lady Anne will be moved today into the apartment closest to mine! Know this Katherine, I will not cheapen Lady Anne by taking her maidenhood. I will marry her first!"

I froze and Mary gasped, grabbing my hand. Katherine wailed, "Henry no! I am your true wife!"

"You are more true to your nephew than to me! You Have BETRAYED me! I asked you for one thing, one thing only! I wanted a son and all you gave me was a daughter. I need an heir! This is all your fault Katherine! Your continued betrayal and allegiance to your nephew has denied me a son!" Henry slammed the door and yelled for Cromwell. Cromwell appeared and Henry ordered him to clear out the apartments next to his. Mary and I were moving in.

Later that evening, Uncle Howard, the Duke of Norfolk and my father called for me, Mary and George. Uncle had heard through his spies about the argument between Henry and Katherine. We three stood before him. "Anne, I understand that you are in the King's good graces. You are moving is that true?"

He knew that it was but I nodded. "How far you have risen in such short of a time daughter. I hope that your turn with the King will be more profitable than Mary's."

I looked up sharply, "I will not just take a turn with the King."

Uncle Howard narrowed his eyes, "You will do as we say Anne. The Queen is falling out of favor and you are the perfect person to step in to help soothe the King's" He paused, "ego. Now go! All of you. The feast begins soon and Anne, I want you to bathe. You are to look as vibrant and beautiful and you are to outshine the Queen."

George led us to our new rooms, promising to meet us later. When the door closed behind us I turned to Mary with tears in my eyes. She took me in her arms, "Anne, it will be ok."

"Mary, I don't know what to do. I am so torn."

Mary leaned back and held my hands. "I have been watching you with the King. You have feelings for him don't you."

The tears started to fall down my cheeks, "I do Mary. He makes me feel.....like..I can't explain it. Like everything is wonderful and my heart is full when I am near him."

"It is a good feeling, isn't it? Henry has that way about him." Mary consoled. I looked up sharply and searched her eyes, "Don't worry sister, I have no feelings for the King except friendship. You are in love Anne, something I was not with the King."

"Then how do you know? Were you in love with William?" I asked.

Mary shook her head, "It was different for us Anne, I really don't want to discuss it. Now, dry your eyes. Put a cold cloth to your eyes, we don't want them red and puffy. You must look ravishing for our King."

We could hear the music playing as we entered the hall. The Queen was noticeably absent and the King looked very angry. I sat down at the long table to the side of the King. I openly gazed at him and when he glanced my way I nodded. I was disappointed when Henry's eyes swept over me as if I was another courtier and not someone special. We ate and made merry and monitored the King. His arm went up to summon a dance and the King walked directly over to me.

"My Lady" His eyes smoldered as he spoke.

I placed my hand in his and he led me to the middle of the floor. The floor quickly filled up as the music began and I danced around the King. I knew I was graceful. I knew that my black hair, my best asset flew around me as I turned. I wanted to captivate the King. His hands touched my body and I knew that he could feel my body respond. The dance ended but we continued to dance as if we were the only two in the room. Our gazes were locked, his smoldering eyes deepening with passion and I knew that I desired him so. I started to feel a deep longing for him and my body started to feel warm. He grabbed my hands and roughly pulled me to him, our bodies touching from head to toe. I breathlessly looked at my Henry.

His voice was low and filled with desire, "My chambers. Tonight Anne."]]> Wed, 28 Jan 2009 22:00:00 +0000

It had been several weeks since that night I shared a dance with the King. I caught him looking at me several times and we had exchanged words once or twice. I danced, played the lute, rode horses, anything that the King or Queen wished. My sweet sister Mary, whom I didn't always get along with but now we got along famously, had arrived back in court. Her husband, William had passed away. Mary was once the long time mistress of the King, a fact that for some reason bothered me a little but hadn't before. Mary had confided in me that she had no desire to take up with the King.

Mary linked arms with me as we went outside. Several of the courtiers, along with the King were already by the stables. Mary and I put on our brightest smiles and Mary called out, "Good day, your Majesty! My Lords! I must be mistaken for I thought We were going out for a ride."

"Indeed we are Mistress Carey. We are waiting on Her Majesty." The King's closest friend The Duke of Suffolk,Charles Brandon called out.

I felt the King's eyes travel up and down my body. I smiled a little smile and the King broke his gaze. "My lords, it seems to me that we have all the sunshine we need for the ride. Let us wait for the Mistress Boleyn and Mistress Carey and we will take our leave." The King commanded.

The horse master brought about our horses and helped us up. We rode for several miles and came upon a large picnic area. Mary was being helped by someone I had never seen before and I found myself watching the King as he approached. "Your Majesty."

"Lady Anne. May I assist you?" The King asked.

I smiled, "Of course your Highness." I held my hand out but the King grasped my waist and lifted me down. My body slid down his and I could feel his beating heart, his muscular chest and strong legs. The King's arms tightened around me and I felt every part of his hard body. Every part. My heart quickened as the King's hands moved slowly over the sides of my body. Then I became aware of the several people surrounding us and I quickly backed away. "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Henry, Lady Anne. Please do me the honor of calling me Henry." The King said softly. "I want to hear you say it."

"Henry." I said back, just as softly. I turned, lifting my skirts a little as I rushed towards Mary. "Mary, who was that man?"

Mary looked over towards the man that helped her earlier and shrugged, "I am not sure. I believe I have seen him in the King's chambers. What did the King want with you? He didn't mention me, did he Anne?"

I laid a reassuring hand on her arm. "No Mary, rest assured he did not."

Mary leaned back and let her glorious golden hair tumble down her back. "The King hasn't called for me in weeks. Uncle Howard fears we or I have done something to bring disfavor to our family. I tell him that I have done nothing of the sort but you know Uncle Howard."

There were masses of grapes and cheeses in front of us and I snatched up some cheese and gave a piece to my sister. "Yes I know. He can be quite dreadful and annoying. What has the King said to you?"

Mary looked over to our brother George, who was standing with the King and Francis Weston. "He has been nothing but kind to me. As far as I know, no one has taken my place. The King has no mistress. Yet I know he has not been with the Queen either. George told me that the King has not visited the Queen in many months. It has been a season since..." Mary's voice trailed off.

I made a noncommittal noise as the two of use watched the men. They were playing some game, I don't really know what. I have to admit I wasn't watching the game, I was watching Henry. He had auburn hair and a beard that covered his sensual mouth. Oh I loved watching his mouth move. His muscles flexed as he moved and I was transfixed by the sight of him. My gaze remained on him as Mary continued to speak.

Soon thereafter the men joined us women for a feast. We dined and drank, told stories and laughed. There were dogs there and the men were having a grand time seeing who could throw the food the farthest and who's dog could get back the quickest. The men soon got up and demonstrated their prowess on their feet whilst us ladies laughed and made bets.

"Lady Anne," Henry's eyes twinkled with merriment as he extended his hand to me. "I would like to take a walk and thought you might like accompany me."

"Yes, your Majesty." I took his hand and he helped me to my feet. We walked down a path close to a river away from the festivities. "Sir,"

Henry shook his finger at me, "I thought I told you to call me Henry."

"Henry, are you enjoying yourself?"

"Yes my Lady, especially with you here. I must say that it is a beautiful day out, don't you agree?" Henry asked as he strolled next to me.

I looked into his warm eyes, "It is the most beautiful."

"I must disagree, you Anne, are the most beautiful." I blushed and looked down. The King put his hand under my chin, "Do not ever look away from me Anne. I forbid it."

I swallowed. "Yes Henry. How about this my Lord, I will look at you forever and always until the day the Lord decides to take me to Heaven!" I quipped.

The King let out a bark of laughter, "What if the Good Lord decided to take you today Anne?"

"I would not let him, Henry."

"Now why is that?"

"We have just barely begun to know each other my Lord. And I plan on living a long life. So therefore it is much too early for me to go to Heaven." I ran ahead a little, turned back and flirted a little. "And who is to say that Heaven would have me, Henry?"

Henry continued to laugh and he reached for me, but I evaded his grasp. He continued to play along. "Oh Heaven will want you. The Angel Anne Boleyn. I can see it now. A choir of Angels will be awaiting you to escort you to your throne in Heaven. And I pray that I will one day get to see you there in Heaven myself."

"Oh, Henry, I assure you, you will have a place in Heaven as surely as the sun will rise next morrow, as sure as the stars will shine tonight. You are the dazzling light of all of Europe and you will always be." I chided.

Henry chuckled, "Anne, you are a flatterer I see." He paused as he looked over my shoulder. I watched as a look of concern flashed over his face. "Come Lady Anne, I want to check this out."

I put my hand on Henry's arm and followed him towards a grouping of trees that hid us from the rest of the group. "What is it my Lord Henry?"

"Anne, I have been wanting to know something about you from the moment I first saw you." Henry turned me to him and put his arms around my waist. He held me for a few moments as my breath quickened. He moved his hands up over my arms until they reached my face and he framed my face with his hands. I licked my lips with anticipation; I knew that the King was going to kiss me and I wanted his kiss badly. "What is it Henry?"

"I want to know what you taste like" His lips lowered and touched mine gently. I ached for more and moved my body closer. Henry opened his lips and moved his hands down to my bodice. My lips opened to accept his demanding tongue. Tentatively I touched my tongue with his and I encircled my arms around his neck, my hands touching the warm nape. Henry continued to kiss me with passion, pulling me closer and closer until we heard his name being called.

Feeling wanton, I pulled away, straightening my hair and pulling my dress back in order. The King was as breathless as I felt. After a minute or so, we strolled out from behind the grove and back towards the picnic. I caught Mary's eye and she raised an eyebrow in my direction.

The King and I departed and I went towards my sister. "So Anne, are you the reason I am no longer in the King's bed?"

I shook my head vigorously. "No Mary. It's not like that at all."

Mary laughed, "It's ok sister. I don't desire the King. My question is, do you?"

Mary followed my gaze, which was fixed on the King. "I guess I have my answer."]]> Wed, 28 Jan 2009 16:14:00 +0000
I have several stories that are on going and have been for a few years. They include the following fics:

1. CUFFS
2. Safe From Harm
3. Barbed Wire and Roses
4. Shattered
5. Rescue Me
6. Over Ruled
7. Jack
8. Dangerous Curves


I'm not sure I will get to all of these but I'm going to try to finish them one by one. I very much welcome feedback and I hope you enjoy the above stories.

Thanks!]]> Wed, 28 Jan 2009 11:12:00 +0000

I had just awoken from a nap and was slipping my green velvet dress on when I heard a commotion outside of my door. I opened the door that I shared with my sister Mary and slipped out to join the other ladies in waiting. It was time to attend to Queen Katherine before the King called us for dinner.

When I reached the door of Her Majesty's chambers, I paused and looked around. Several of the ladies were gathered around the Queen, embroidering. I rolled my eyes and adjusted my French hood. I much preferred playing cards or reading or even playing the lute more than sewing. I took my place next to my sister and joined in the hushed conversation.

An hours past when suddenly the doors burst open and King Henry the VIII entered. The King seemed to fill the entire room. He had an energy like no other and it was often contagious. My sister Mary, known as the King's whore and mother to two of his children, shared a smile with him. I gazed at him through my lowered eye lashes. He was a muscular man with a virility like no other. I could see that he was a passionate man who would set his mind on something and not stop until he got what he wished for. My eyes followed him as he walked swiftly towards the Queen.

"How are you mi Lady? I trust you are enjoying the day."

The Queen smiled. "Indeed Your Majesty. I trust the hunt went well."

The King laughed and offered his arm to the Queen. "The Queen knows me well. For you know that I treasure the hunt more than the capture. It is much more desirable to chase and to anticipate the capture than the actual capture itself." I watched as the King's eyes looked quickly at my sister Mary and then back to the Queen.

My brother George, who was one of the closest friends of the King, made his way over to me. He raised my hand to his lips and murmured, "Lady Anna, Mary, you are both looking as lovely as ever. Please sisters, save me from my wife. For you know that I fear for my life when she has me in her sights."

Mary and I laughed as George kissed Mary's hand. "Oh George, she is a dreadful snake isn't she." Mary proclaimed.

"Indeed." George offered his arms to both Mary and I as the King announced that we should go to the Hall for dinner. "I give you my arms my ladies, for fear that my wife will latch herself onto me and never let me go."

Us Boleyns were merry as George escorted us to the Hall for dinner. Once there, I accidentally brushed past the King and my long black hair caught on his doublet. I fell into a curtesy. "Forgive me Your Majesty."

The King stared at me, mesmerized. "No my Lady, forgive me." I hurried towards my table and sat down with the other ladies in waiting. I made merry with everyone around me. It was my job as a courtier to keep others entertained. I was clever and witty and always had a remark to keep others happy. Throughout the whole meal, I was aware of the fact that the King's eyes followed my every move.

Hours had passed and the King, having finished his dinner, called for musicians to play so that we could dance. I was fairly new amongst the Court as I just returned from the French Court. I knew that someone, maybe Weston or Wyatt or even my brother would escort me out to dance. Sure enough, my brother George extended his hand out to me and led me out to the floor.

We fell into the steps with ease, dancing gracefully around each other. I had no shortage of partners and was dancing my second dance with George when I heard the melodious voice of the King. "Sir George! May I dance with the lovely lady?" Henry smiled as he commanded, not asked.

George nodded. "Of course, Your Majesty."

I curtesyed and stood up, falling in step with the King. Henry's clear blue eyes looked deep into mine. I felt like he could see my soul. Like I was dancing in front of him stripped of everything, all my clothing and everything I held dear. My grey eyes widened a little as I stared back, challenging the King. As the dance required, he grabbed my hands and I gasped, it was like an electric current traveled through my body and I was experiencing feelings in places I had never before. I watched as Henry licked his upper lip and I wanted to feel his lips on mine. I envisioned Henry pressing his lips on my neck kissing and tasting my neck. I had to hold back a sigh as the music ended and the King, Henry stopped, still holding my hands.

"What is your name my Lady?"

"Lady Anne, Anne Boleyn, sire." I breathlessly said.

Henry's voice trembled with desire as he brought his mouth close to my ear. "I want you Lady Anne. I want to possess you."]]> Wed, 28 Jan 2009 05:17:00 +0000