2 comments/ 11550 views/ 1 favorites Todd and Marty By: ImmortalRomance Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. I hope you like my story.... * John had a romantic evening planned for his lady. Wine, candlelight, soft music, dancing... the works. Blair had been through a lot lately, with the loss of her teenage daughter's newborn child and trying to be there for her daughter through all the heartache. John knew the stress had been a lot for Blair, especially since Blair too had lost a baby at birth. Then they had been dealing with all that crap involving Blair's ex, the psycho Todd. John really wished Todd would be sent to prison. They would all be better off with him out of their lives. But now Todd was free, roaming the streets again, probably planning his next rape or kidnapping. The boys had gone to bed early, so John had Blair all to himself. When she came downstairs after tucking in the boys, John had everything ready for her. "Hey, babe," he said, taking her into his arms. He kissed softly down her neck, taking in her sweet scent. "Damn, you smell good," he spoke as he held her in his embrace. The romantic candlelight flickered in Blair's honey-colored hair as John gazed into her eyes. "We're all alone, what shall we do?" John asked her suggestively. Meanwhile, Todd watched from the window, seeing a perfect view of Blair in John's arms. "Now they have reduced me to a peeping Tom...." Todd growled as he saw that jerk John nibbling on Blair's neck. "Ohhh you are so gonna pay for that...." Todd said in a sneer as he began planning his next kidnapping. It hadn't worked out when he had tried to kidnap Starr's baby... but now Todd had another kid in mind he wanted. Blair melted into John's embrace. "Mmm," she said softly, unaware of the activity outside her window. "I think where you were headed is just fine," Blair said softly, as she slipped her arms around John. He had been amazing with the kids and had been so good to her. Things had been so crazy especially lately with Starr losing Hope and then Todd's trial. Sometimes she wondered what she had ever seen in Todd, though it looked like he wasn't around in Llanview at the moment. He had disappeared sometime after the trial, so perhaps things could finally get back to normal. She looked into John's eyes. "You and me are just perfect," she purred. All she needed was John McBain and nothing else; there was nothing more that she could ask for. The perfect man was standing in front of her with his arms wrapped around her, and that's just where she wanted to stay. John lifted Blair's chin, raising her lips to his for a tender kiss. He slipped his arms around her tighter, pulling her body against his. His hands slid down her back, down to her ass. He cupped the globes of her ass in his hands, caressing them boldly as his mouth took hers in a kiss that grew with wild hunger. His kiss got even more intense as he realized that Blair wasn't wearing any panties under her skirt. He bunched up the material of the skirt, revealing the perfect flesh of her ass. He began to rub his hands over her supple flesh, as his cock came to life while pressed between their bodies. "Shit," Todd cursed, seeing John touching Blair's ass. He longed to be the one to touch Blair as John now was. He wanted her so damn much; it wasn't fair. "You're so gonna die!" Todd hissed, imagining John's blood spilling out in rivers of red. Blair let out a moan of pure pleasure feeling John's hands on her body as she pressed herself closer to his body. "Mmm," she said feeling his hands on her naked ass. "I want to feel all of you inside of me," she whispered as she kissed him back, brushing her tongue against his as their kiss had deepened. He tasted so damn good. "I want more." John got rock hard when he heard Blair's sexy moan. As the graceful music played in the background, her body moved against his. His stiff cock brushed against her abdomen as he lifted her up in his arms, his big hands cupping her ass. He set her down on the edge of the table, kissing her hungrily all the while. "I always wanted to fuck you on a table," he murmured into her ear, sliding his body between her parted legs. It wasn't long before he freed his cock from his pants and the huge tip extended forward as though seeking entrance into Blair's hot, snug cave. "You fucking asshole," Todd snorted, crushing some leaves in his fist as he watched John sit Blair down on the table and then proceed to unzip his fly. Todd's eyes got huge, seeing John's very engorged cock making it's way toward Blair's wet snatch. Blair loved the sight of John's huge cock. "Mmm," she said with delight. "Where do you plan on putting that?" she asked with a smirk as admired the size of it. "Looks so yummy," she purred, licking her lips. "So, so yummy." John got his own smirk on his face at Blair's sexy words. "Well, baby, there are several places I am thinking I might like to put it...." He ran his eyes over her soft pink lips, then moved them down to her luscious breasts which spilled out over the low-cut blouse she was wearing. "It's up to you, my hot little sex-kitten, where would you like me to slide it in?" he asked in a husky voice, rubbing the tip of it against Blair's silky thigh. "I think I'm gonna upchuck," Todd sputtered, as he could just about imagine what Blair and John were talking about. He couldn't believe how slow John was. Why didn't he just throw Blair down on the table and fuck the shit out of her? "That's what I would have done," Todd groaned, his own cock getting hard at just the thought of it. Blair smirked. "Oh yeah," she moaned. "I think you're kinda close to where it should be slid into," she said when she felt him against her thigh. "Slide it in nice and slow," she begged. "I wanna feel every moment of it." "Ohh Fuck this," Todd said as he could actually read Blair's lips and see what she had just said to John. "Slide it in." Hadn't she said that to him during sex well over a dozen times? That's one thing Blair and Todd always had.... a hot, sizzling sex-life. They may have had their ups and downs and fought like cats and dogs, but they always knew exactly how to make up. Until John entered the picture. Always before, nothing and no one had stood in their way of reconciliation, but now John seemed to be the center of Blair's world. How Todd hated John.... and he was angry at Blair for allowing John to step between them. "You'll pay for this, Blair. You and John both," Todd said as he climbed the trellis just outside of the house. From the trellis, he was able to access the balcony leading to Blair and John's bedroom. He sneered as he entered the room, because even their bed smelled of the sex the two of them oftentimes had. Todd walked down the hallway, entering the boy's room. He stood over their beds, just watching them. They were sleeping like innocent babies. "Daddy's here," he said with an evil laugh. Meanwhile, downstairs, John and Blair were quite busy and didn't hear a thing upstairs. They had no idea that Todd was in house. "Ohhh baby, I thought you would never ask," said John, when Blair commanded him to "slide it in." Nice and slow, he slid his cock deep and slow into her snug, moist heat. "I'm sure you know I'll always ask," Blair said with a grin as she kissed down the side of John's neck softly. She felt him slide into her and let out a moan of pure pleasure. "Mmmmm yeah," she murmured feeling him inside of her so deeply. Her body was made for him and they fit each other so well. She was completely unaware that Todd was upstairs in her home where she had always felt safe. John grasped Blair's ass cheeks in his big hands, pulling her to him so he could push more of his big throbbing cock into her. "Baby, you feel so good..." he groaned, watching every thick inch of his cock disappear into Blair's pink slit. "I love being this deep inside of you." He gazed into her eyes with his piercing sapphire ones, marvelling at the sensation of being one with her. Todd dropped a note on the nightstand beside Sammy's Mickey Mouse lamp. He then bent down and picked up his youngest son. Sammy slept on and did not stir. But from across the room, Jack sat up in the bed, rubbing his eyes. He looked over at Todd in amazement. "Daddy, is that you?" he asked. "Yep, son... the one and only," Todd said, frowning as he realized he had awakened Jack. It had never been his intention to take both the boys, but now that Jack had seen him holding Sammy, he had no choice but to take Jack along too. "Dad, what are you doing...?" Jack asked suspiciously. He looked confused, but not frightened. "Jack, my boy, we are going on a little trip...." Todd began, a wicked smirk on his face. Blair let out a moan of pleasure. "I love you being that deep inside of me," she said as she felt John's cock throbbing deep inside of her. It felt so incredible. She ran her nails down John's back as she found his mouth kissing him passionately and deeply. She could go all night with him. "God.... you feel so good," she murmured. With hard thrusts, John began to move within Blair, shaking the table fiercely as he hung on tight to Blair's perfect ass. He kissed her hungrily, totally lost in her and completely oblivious that Todd Manning was upstairs, making off with the kids. Todd talked Jack into helping him get out of the house through the back door. "Where's, Mommy? What's she doing?" asked Jack as they disappeared outside into the night. Todd sneered as he carried little Sammy toward the van he had parked in the shadows near Blair's home. "She's busy... with John," Todd said as he lay little Sammy down in the backseat and covered him up with a warm blanket. "I don't like John," said Jack. "Get in the car, Jack," Todd said to his oldest son. "I left a note for your mother. I told her that you, me and Sammy are going on a trip." "Kewl, Dad," Jack said with excitement as he climbed in the passenger seat of the van. "Where are we going, Dad? Six Flags? Disney Land?" "Yeah, something like that," Todd said with a shrug, as he started the vehicle then sped off into the night. As Blair moved with him on the table, she was sure that it might break as they moved harder and faster together. She felt her back being pressed into the surface of the table, her legs wrapped around John. "Fuck me harder," she breathed as she tangled herself up in John. "Oh God yes!" John complied when Blair begged for him to fuck her harder. Perspiration dotted his chest as his hips moved with strength, sending his cock deeper and harder into her snug slit. Her walls encased him tightly as he rammed himself into her again and again, shaking the table with each vicious thrust. "I want you to cum all over my cock...." he said in a hot groan, his hands holding tight to her ass so he could wedge his stiff shaft over and over into Blair's pussy. Todd tried not to think about what Blair and John were undoubtedly doing as he drove on through the night. At first Jack chattered on and on, so happy to be back with his dad again after so long apart, but after awhile, the eleven-year old had fallen asleep, hugging his four-year- old little brother. Todd glanced through the mirror into the backseat, seeing both boys resting soundly. Finally he left out a deep sigh of relief, so glad he had gotten away with the kidnapping. How long before Blair and John noticed the boys were gone? Probably hours, with the way they were screwing like horny dogs in the dining room. A couple more hours had passed when he arrived at his cabin in the woods that no one else knew about, no one but Marty. Years ago, when Todd and Marty attended college, they had spent weekends here with a few of their friends. Now the cabin was quite old, but still usable. Todd hadn't come here in a few years, so luckily he had packed some supplies in the van for his and the boys' stay here. He had plenty of food, blankets, cleaning supplies, firewood, and candles. All of it would be needed, cause the cabin had no electricity. He and the boys would be roughing it for awhile. Todd didn't really mind though; it would be like a vacation for the three of them. Todd was actually looking forward to spending some time with his sons.... he was even planning to take them fishing. "What the hell?" Todd gasped then, seeing the glow of a lantern inside the cabin upon the makeshift table as he pulled up in the long hidden driveway that twisted back deep into the woods. "Who the fuck is in my cabin?" Todd left the boys sleeping safely in the van, then went in to inspect the cabin to see who was inside. He had his knife in hand, ready to attack the intruder if necessary. He burst through the door, startling whoever was inside. With a loud bellow, Todd entered the cabin, his knife drawn in his own defense. ~*~ Blair moved with John, not caring how hard they were rocking that table. It felt so good, she was unaware at this time what was going on with any of her kids. This was exactly what she needed; she could feel her walls tightening around his cock as she felt her climax starting to rise. She would do just that...cum all over John's cock. "Don't!" Marty said, seeing the knife. "Todd!" She had come here looking for him, to maybe talk to him, though she had no idea what she would say. She was just so angry and confused. He had lied to her, kept her at his home during the time of her amnesia, and everything.... including him walking away and not doing jail time. His confession in the court room bothered her most of all. Now as he stood there, knife in hand, she was prepared to fight for her life if necessary. "Ohhh Fuck, yeah.... that's it... that's it," John groaned, shuddering in ecstasy as Blair's pussy clamped down on his big, throbbing cock. As a gush of her juices flooded his shaft, he exploded inside her, filling her pussy with his white-hot cum. He let out a moan of pleasure as he came and came, filling her channel. With one more pump of his hips, he spurted the last of his seed into Blair. Suddenly, he withdrew from her depths, a smirk on his face. "I think we have permanently messed up your aunt's table," he said with a laugh. "I would say you are right," said Dorian as she walked into the dining room to see a very naked John withdrawing from her niece's extremely sexy body. Dorian looked nauseated as John reached for his shirt to cover his spectacular privates. "Well, hello, Dorian... Blair and I were just... having a late dinner," said John as he tried not to crack up. "I don't want to know what the two of you were eating...." Dorian said as she shot them a disgusted look. "I'm more worried right now about the lights I saw upstairs when I pulled up in the drive. Are the boys still awake?" John looked over at Blair, a very worried expression on his face. It was well past midnight; there was little chance the boys were running around upstairs, turning on all the lights. "We better go up there and see what's going on," John suggested. At the cabin, Todd got the shock of his life to see Marty there. "Marty," he spoke in a gasp, immediately pocketing the knife when he saw it was her in the cabin. "What are you doing here?" Todd demanded. He then sucked in his breath. "Marty, are you here to see me?" He suddenly asked hopefully. They had shared something special once, and Todd had always hoped Marty would someday come to him. Blair scrambled off the table, pulling her clothes on. "They are supposed to be asleep. I put them down," she said, frantically getting dressed. She hurried along with John to run up and check on them. Marty was more calm when Todd put the knife away and took a deep breath. "Yeah, I did," she said. The minute the words were out of her mouth she didn't know if it was the right thing to say. Should she even be doing this? Blair and John rushed up the staircase two by two and were followed closely by Dorian. When they reached the boys' room, John saw that their beds were empty. He reached for an message on the nightstand right beside Sammy's Mickey Mouse lamp. "What's this?" he said, staring at it. His heart leaped in his chest, finding it to be a letter from Todd. The letter read: Blair and Fuck-Head John, I have the kids. If you want to see them again, you will do everything I say. Wait for instructions. And don't do anything stupid or you will never see them again. Todd Manning "We should call Bo," John said as he handed the letter to Blair. "What's happened? Where are the boys?" Dorian demanded. "Marty, we do need to talk," Todd said as the glow of the lantern's light sparkled in Marty's beautiful eyes. "But... right now... I'm not alone. I've got the boys in the van. Would you help me carry them inside? They're both fast asleep." Blair was reading the note and her face went white. "OH MY GOD, where's the phone? Yes, call Bo!" she said. She was frantic now. "Todd has the boys!" she gasped. How had he even done it? How had he gotten in? It made Blair sick to think of Todd with the boys; he was pure walking evil. "Oh sure, sure," Marty said. "It's nice that Blair let you take the boys for awhile," she said, unaware that he had actually kidnapped his sons as she went out to help him bring the boys into the house. She missed Cole, her only son a lot, but she knew that their relationship was strained ever since she had gotten amnesia and couldn't remember him. "Thanks, Marty... thanks so much," Todd said as Marty carried little Sammy inside and Todd carried Jack. Jack was really getting big, thought Todd as he laid the boys down in the spare bedroom in the big bed. He covered them with a blanket and then went in the living room with Marty. He right away started a fire in the fireplace to keep away the chill. He didn't want his boys to get cold. Thankfully, Marty hadn't questioned him about why he had the boys right now. After that, Todd sat down at the table with Marty, the flickering candle between them. "How did you know I would come here, Marty... our old place, where we used to hang out before everything went down..... the place where we used to go before I raped you?" The words tasted bad in his mouth as Todd spat them out. He had raped Marty.... that would haunt the both of them for the rest of their lives. Todd had been young, stupid and on drugs at the time of the incident. Still that was no excuse. He had hurt the woman he loved... and he had been an ass and a total fool. How could he have ever hurt someone so beautiful? He had never forgiven himself for that... deep in his heart, he felt he was bad...... irredeemable, and so because of that, he acted the part. Todd didn't realize it... but that was the main reason he committed evil acts. "Marty, it doesn't matter how you knew I would be here. It just matters that you are here... that's all that matters. It's been five months since... Well, since we were together at my place in Llanview. And I deserved every bit of what you dished out when you got your memory back... but Marty, you just don't understand..." Todd said, trying to explain but failing miserably. "I meant everything I said to you, I meant every word... and Marty, I was shattered when you rejected me yet again when you found out the truth. I wish I could make you understand." Todd and Marty Ch. 02 Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. Marty put her hand to her forehead, "Todd! Blair will put you behind bars for violating that order," she said. "Oh my God..." "Okay, okay --- it's okay," Marty said suddenly. "We can fix this. Todd, listen to me please, I want what's best for our baby but you have to change. I will consider a life with you but only if you return Jack and Sammy to Blair and apologize for what you did. We can work something out with Blair so she'll let you spend time with your boys, okay? But you have to take them back you can't live life like this. I can't trust our child with you if you go on doing things like this." "I pleaded with her to let me see the boys, but she wouldn't. They're my sons," said Todd, pain in his voice. He listened to what Marty said, and he hoped she was right. If Blair took the boys from him forever, Todd wouldn't be able to stand it. They were his children, too. "You will help me fight for them?" Todd said hopefully, tentatively reaching out and taking Marty's hand into his. He couldn't believe that she was saying this... that she was considering making a life with him as well as promising to help him fight for partial custody of Sammy and Jack. "Why would Blair let you and I see the boys, she hates both of us?" Todd said as he held Marty's hand in his, thinking how right it felt in his own. He wanted to hold her, but he didn't want to upset her or move too fast. "Marty, why can't we just go away, you, me, and my boys? I just want to be with you...." "I will help you," Marty promised him. "She might not like us, but I am friends with John. He'll want what's best for those boys. If we can show Blair you're different she'll have to agree to partial custody. It might take time but we have to right this; we can't run away, Todd. I'm sorry. If you still love me please do this right; do this for your unborn child." "Make things right and everything will be fine," she said softly. Todd nodded a little reluctantly when Marty promised to help him. "Okay, we will take the boys back after breakfast in the morning," Todd promised Marty. "I do still love you, Marty... I've loved you through everything, I am sorry I was such an ass to you. I treated you so badly; you never deserved that. And I will prove to you I will change... I will do it for you and our baby on the way. This time I promise to do everything right. But I need your help, Marty... I need you..." Todd pleaded, laying his head in Marty's lap as he was swept away by emotion, so humbled that this amazing lady had agreed to share his life. Marty caressed his back gently. "Okay," she agreed. "In the morning after breakfast." "It's okay; I am here, Todd. I'm staying and I will help you," she promised softly. "Everything will be okay; things will be good this time. I know they will." "Okay, Marty... I trust you... and I hope you trust me too," said Todd as Marty tenderly caressed his back. Her touch was so soft, so soothing. "Will you come to bed with me now? I just want to hold you. I will hold you so close; I won't try anything... please let me hold you," Todd pleaded. Marty took a deep breath. "Alright, only holding," she said. It take time for both of them she knew, but as long as Todd kept his promises it would be good. "I do trust you," she spoke softly to him. It had for sure been a long night, and they both were in dire need of some rest. Todd nodded solemnly when Marty insisted that they could sleep together, but only if he agreed to do nothing more than hold her. He took Marty's hand in his and lead her to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom, he began making up the bed with fresh blankets he had brought in from the van. Soon it was nice and cozy. Without saying a word, Todd started stripping himself out of his clothes in the lantern-light. In a moment, he stood there in nothing more than his boxers. He took his t-shirt, handing it to Marty. "It wouldn't be the first time you slept in my t-shirt," he said with a partial smirk. He crawled into the bed, waiting for Marty to join him. Marty knew he was right about that and she could hardly refuse the shirt. "Funny," she said instead as she turned and changed so she was only wearing his shirt and crawled into the bed and lay down beneath the covers. Once they were both under the covers, Todd cautiously reached for Marty, pulling her against him. He wrapped an arm around her, holding her against his chest. "I never thought you would be in my arms again," he said softly, looking into her face in the light glow of the moonlight that shone through the window. "I love you, Marty... I always have..." Marty lay against him. "Life is unpredictable," she said with a smile. "I know there is good in you, Todd, and the more I see that, the more I want to be with you," she told him. "I think we could be real happy together." "I never thought I would hear those words coming from your lips, Marty, after everything we have been through," Todd said as he tenderly caressed Marty's hair. "I don't deserve you... but I will do everything in my power to make you happy. I just can't believe it... we are having a baby. This baby, our baby... it's my second chance, our second chance. I'm going to do everything right with this kid... you'll see," Todd promised as he cuddled Marty close. "Marty, it feels so right holding you this way... you feel so good against me," said Todd as he pulled Marty closer and he could feel her nipples rising through his t-shirt and the bare skin of his chest. Immediately, Todd got hard, but he tried to hide it from Marty. He winced a little, pulling back from her slightly. *This is gonna be a long night* he thought to himself. Marty smiled. "I'm glad you feel that way, Todd, I do want this to be your chance. This baby needs you," she said, as she lay there against him. "Tomorrow is a big day we should get some rest." She was so glad that Todd was wanting to turn his life around. Todd felt Marty snuggling against him as he gradually fell asleep. She felt so good in his arms. He slept so well with her scent surrounding him. When he woke up in the morning, he was pleasantly surprised to find Marty Saybrooke in his arms. "It's true, you're real," he whispered, nuzzling his lips against her neck. As she came awake in his arms, he cuddled her close to his chest. Marty's eyes fluttered open and she looked at him sleepily. "Morning," she said with a smile. She felt content and safe right where she was. It felt nice; it felt good to be starting a life, a good life. If Cole would trust her again and believe in her then life would be absolutely perfect. Todd grinned as he finally stopped rubbing his lips against the flesh of Marty's neck. He knew they had a lot of mending to do in their relationship but at least they were together and doing everything possible to make new start. Todd slid a hand under the covers, lightly resting his palm on Marty's tummy. "How's our baby this morning?" he asked her, looking into her eyes and still in awe that they had actually created a child together from that one and only time they had made love when Marty had amnesia. Marty smiled as she rested her hand on top of his gently as the baby started to kick ferociously." I think..." she said with a laugh. "The baby is definitely doing good." "What do you think?" she asked with a smile. "Wow, is that our baby?" Todd gasped, in awe as he felt the strong kick through Marty's flesh. He had an odd look on his face; an expression of total amazement that he and Marty were finally having a child together, after all the hell they had both gone through. "Marty, are you sure? Are you sure you can help me be a better man? Cause I don't want to hurt you again... and I never want to hurt our kid. Every day of my life, I have lived with the torture of the hurt I have caused you... I never, ever want to hurt you again." Marty smiled. "That is our baby," she said. Then she gently touched Todd's cheek. "I don't want you to hurt me or the baby or anyone again. I will do my best to help you, Todd; I will. I see how your face lights up when you talk about the baby, and I know you want to be a better man." "I would kill myself before I ever hurt you again, Marty... that's why the night of New Year's Eve I was so willing to take my own life. I couldn't live with the torture of how much I had hurt you. I truly love you... how could I hurt someone so much whom I truly love? Life didn't seem worth living... I had lost you, I had lost my kids, I had lost everything. Why did John save me? I'm his worst enemy," reflected Todd as he held Marty in his arms. "Do you think Blair will really forgive me for taking the kids?" "Undoubtedly John did it for the kids. I know things have been rough but your kids do love you. I honestly think that if Blair sees a good change in you that she would be willing to forgive you. It might take time. But it'll work out I promise you that," she said softly as she kissed his cheek. "I don't want to see you go on without your kids in your life." "I wonder what Jack, Starr and Sammy will think about having a little brother or sister," said Todd with a smile on his face. "I'm really not a young man anymore, Marty... I was almost a grandpa not that long ago.... And that would have made you a grandma." "About that baby, Marty... I know I really shouldn't have planned to take that baby from the hospital after Starr gave birth... but that baby was a part of you and I together, a part of both of us... and it broke my heart to think that Starr was going to give that child up. I just wanted that child to be in our life," said Todd as a way to explain the almost-kidnapping he had almost committed of his own grandchild. "I don't always do the right thing... but to be honest, I thought I was doing what was right for us and for that baby." Todd didn't have a chance to say another word, as suddenly the bedroom door opened, and Sammy came into the room. "Daddy?" the little boy said softly, rubbing his little eyes. "Where is mommy?" Sammy then looked at Marty, wondering who that pretty lady was that his daddy was lying in bed with. The last thing Sammy remembered, his mommy had been tucking him into bed. Sammy started to cry, cause he didn't know where his mommy had gone. "Hey, Sammy, it's okay, don't cry," Todd said, standing up and pulling on his blue jeans. He went to his son and took him in his arms. "But I want my mommy... where is she?" said the three year old. "We'll call her, okay?" Todd suggested. He looked over at Marty, feeling really bad all the sudden cause his little boy was so upset. Marty felt bad for Todd when she saw Sammy's tears. "Oh hey, why don't you take Sammy to call his mommy, and I will get dressed and see what there is in the kitchen to make for breakfast, assuming there is stuff to eat?" she said with a smile. "Okay," said Todd as he smiled at Marty, then carried Sammy into the kitchen so he could retrieve his cell phone. "Can I call Mommy now?" asked little Sammy. "I miss her." "Okay," said Todd as he hit Blair's name in his cell phone directory and the call began going through. He then handed the phone to the three year old. Sammy pressed the phone to his ear as he waited for his mother to answer. After a few minutes, Blair must have answered cause Sammy said, "Mommy, I miss you, I wanna come home...." Marty had gotten dressed and was in the kitchen now putting together some breakfast. She knew the boys were probably hungry too, so she decided to make some French toast. The moment the phone had rang, Blair quickly picked it up. John listened intently when he realized that Blair was speaking to Sammy. He hoped and prayed those boys were okay. "Yeah, Mommy, Jack is here. And we are with Daddy," explained Sammy. Todd listened to what his son was saying to Blair on the phone. "Hey, Sammy, let me talk to your mommy," Todd said. "Mommy, Daddy wants to talk to you," said the little boy. Sammy handed the phone to his dad. "Blair," Todd said when he was given the phone. "I made a mistake. I'm bringing the boys home to you." "Do you know how worried I was!" Blair exclaimed. "Why would you do that, Todd?! I didn't know where the boys were and then Starr got into an accident! And we have to talk when you get here. Because I'm really not happy!" "Yeah, I've been an ass and I know it, but dammit, Blair, you wouldn't let me see the boys and I---," Todd began after he had listened to Blair yell at him. He then glanced over at Marty, seeing her cook the French toast and he didn't want to scare little Sammy by yelling. "Blair, I'm sorry. Look, I apologize for scaring you... for scaring the boys. I'm bringing them back to you. But promise you will let me see them again. Promise you will let me be a part of their lives. I love them. I am their father," he spoke in a cool, calm voice. "Wait a minute... did you just say Starr was in an accident? Is she hurt? What the hell happened?" Todd asked frantically. "If you start behaving like a human being we can possibly discuss a joint custody situation. I'm not promising you anything. I will be involving lawyers, and I was trying to protect my kids which is why I wouldn't let you see them. You've already hurt them so badly especially Starr. She's fine now; she has some broken ribs, a broken leg and a torn ligament. She never got the chance to tell me exactly what happened because all I could worry about was whether or not the boys were safe." Todd groaned when he heard what had happened to Starr. As usual, everything always seemed to be his fault. "Dammit Blair, I'm sorry. I will bring the boys back right away. They are both fine. And I'll do whatever you want, just let me have joint custody," Todd pleaded. Before Todd had a chance to say another word, cops had surrounded the place and the door burst open. "What the---?!" Todd exclaimed. He then dropped the phone when he was seized by police. "Daddy!" Sammy called out, seeing his father being drug off in handcuffs. "Marty," Todd spoke as he was taken away toward the police car outside. "Take care of the kids." "Todd, I'm not making promises!" Blair said into the phone, but there was silence on the other end. "Dammit Todd!" Blair was totally pissed off as she hung up the phone. "Oh God, please don't hurt him!" Marty begged. "Please!" She looked to Jack and Sammy who were greatly upset by their father's arrest. "It's okay," she said softly. "We'll just get you home to Mommy and this will be fixed. It's just a misunderstanding... that's all." Todd was taken to the jail in Llandview and booked for kidnapping. "This is all a mistake," he tried to explain, but no one would listen. "I need my lawyer!" he screamed out, as he was thrown into a cell and locked up. He started pacing back and forth like a caged animal because all he wanted was to see Marty and his kids right now. Meanwhile, John saw how hysterical Blair was becoming. His cell phone rang then, and he had to take the call when discovering it was Bo. Come to find out, the police had taken Todd into custody. "Where are the boys?" asked John. John breathed a sigh of relief, hearing that Jack and Sammy were with Marty. After hanging up with Bo, John said to Blair, "The boys are fine. They are with Marty... and Todd's exactly where he belongs, in jail." Blair wasn't sure she was that comfortable with that idea but at least they weren't with Todd. "Good! I hope he stays locked up this time!" Marty got the boys situated with breakfast, and then from her cell phone she called John. She hoped that she could get him and Blair to understand because Todd hadn't really meant any harm. "Hey," Todd screamed out. "Don't I get one phone call?!" Despite his shouts, no one listened. This enraged Todd and he started cursing both Blair and John. Meanwhile, John was hugging Blair close to comfort her. "Marty will take good care of the boys.... I will give her a call now... and she can bring them home.... " John assured her. A moment later, John received the phone call from Marty and he asked her to bring Sammy and Jack back to Llanview. "I hate to ask Marty, but what in the world were you doing at that cabin with Todd Manning?" "John, it was just a misunderstanding please have the charges dropped, I had talked him into bringing them home when the cops busted in. He just wanted time with his kids, if you had kids would you want to be away from them? He's trying to change. As soon as the boys finish eating breakfast I'll bring them home. I'm with him here because I'm going to have his child and he knows that if he wants to be a part of that baby's life that he has to change, I'm trying to make him a better person. But I need you to talk to Blair, get her to see that he just wants to be allowed to see his boys," Marty said. John shook his head as he listened to Marty's explanation. "What the fuck?" he gasped, hearing her say she was carrying Todd's child. The thought of that totally blew John's mind. "Marty, you're really asking a lot of me, but I will do my best," he said to her with a heavy sigh. "But not because I believe Manning is actually a changed man, but because I believe those kids deserve to see their father... I'm not doing this for you... and I am definitely not doing it for HIM, but for those kids.... okay? Bring them home.... and I will do my best with Blair.' After John finished his conversation with Marty, he turned to Blair. "I talked to Marty... she's bring the boys home right after they finish eating breakfast," John explained. "And she says that everything that happened was a misunderstanding....that Todd only took the boys because he hadn't been allowed to see them. She said that she and Todd are....well, gonna have a kid together, and that Todd is trying to change his ways. I really don't know about that.... but I do know that the boys miss their dad, and they really want to see him. Blair, do you think you could relent and let him have some sort of supervised visits or something? Cause Marty has said she will try to help him change... I don't know... you are their mom and it's totally up to you, I just know that its been hard for me to form a relationship with Jack, and I think it's cause he misses his dad so much...." Blair raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?! Marty The Party girl is going to have Todd's child?! How in the hell does she plan on doing that? She can't even take care of her own kid and does she really believe that Todd will take of it?" Blair gasped as she shook her head. "I understand that the boys want to see Todd, but right now I am not sure about leaving them alone around him. Maybe supervised visits, maybe.... but I need to think about it some more first." Blair then added, "Whoa! Marty must have fallen and hit her head and gotten amnesia again." John too look dazed. "Would you consider dropping the charges against Todd then? For the sake of the boys? They have to be so confused right now... torn between their parents, and I don't want them to feel that way...." said John. Blair sighed. "I don't want that either," she said. "Yes, I'll drop the charges, but I am definitely keeping an eye on him. "I don't fully trust that he wants to change; it's the same song and dance with Todd every time. He's already hurt Starr enough. Jack just doesn't understand right now. But I will drop the charges this time, yet if he pulls some shit again, don't even think about asking me to drop them." Todd and Marty Ch. 02 Marty got the boys fed, and cleaned up and ready to go back to Llanview. Once they were all in the car, she headed back towards Llanview. She really hoped that John would have some success with Blair. She knew how Blair could be so it was going to be an extremely difficult task. John gave Blair a small smile. "As much as I hate to say it, I think you are doing the right thing... at least in this case. We all have to do what's right for these kids.... and if Todd is willing to try, I guess for their sake, we ought to give him a chance... but yeah, if he does anything else... Bo is throwing his ass in the slammer and we are throwing away the key. I just hope Marty knows what she's getting herself into .... she's delusional right now...." sighed John, giving Blair a quick kiss on the lips. He then called Bo, announcing to him that Blair was dropping the charges. Bo could hardly believe what he was hearing, but told John they would let Manning go. "Thanks Bo... and sorry for the misunderstanding," said John before hanging up. "I hope Marty knows what she's talking about," John then said to Blair. "Cause if she doesn't, we just let a psycho go free." The guard came to Todd's cell, opened the door, and said to Todd, "You're free to go." "What?" Todd said in amazement. "Free to go?" A big grin then came to his face and he said, "Thank you, Marty!" "Todd's her psycho now," Blair said. "I am tired of putting up with his shit." "Let her do it," she said with a sigh. Marty soon arrived at Dorian's residence and got out with the boys and walked up with them to the front door and rang the doorbell. John went to the door when he and Blair heard the doorbell ring. "Hi Marty," he greeted her. He then ruffled Sammy's hair and gave Jack a smile in which the young boy did not return. Jack immediately went up to his mother and said to her angrily, "Mom, we were having fun with dad. He was going to take us camping.... or to Disney Land... or something like that. Why did you have to go and ruin it? I hate it here... and I wanna go live with my dad!" he cried out. He then ran up to his room, an angry glare on his face. John winced, seeing Jack's reaction. He then turned his attention onto Marty, feeling awkward cause he knew that Marty and Blair were not on the best of terms and he hated to have to play the mediator if they started bickering. "Marty, Todd's out of jail. If you really want to help him, you will have his lawyer consult Blair's... then some sort of possible supervised visits could be arranged....." John suggested. "For now though, I suggest you go.... Blair and I need to deal with the boys, they've been through a lot.... and Starr was recently in an accident, so Blair has a lot on her mind right now." After leaving the jail, Todd went to his place. He needed to grab a shirt because when he left the cabin in handcuffs, he had been wearing only his blue jeans. "Hi John. No, I understand...I just wanted to make sure the boys got inside safely. I'll have his lawyer contact Blair's. I hope Starr is okay," she said before she turned to go back to her car. Since Todd was free she called him to find out where he was right now and to let him also know that his lawyer needed to contact Blair's while she was driving. After Marty left, Sammy went off to play with his toys in the playroom, leaving Blair and John alone to talk. "Damn, I'm sorry about Jack... I don't think he likes me much...but I am trying, Blair, really I am," said John after having seen the way Jack had stormed upstairs. A grin came to Todd's face when he got Marty's call. He was buttoning up his shirt as he spoke to her. "I'm at my place.... and yeah, I figured I would give my lawyer a call. I'm staying clear of Blair for awhile.... cause if I saw her now, she'd probably attack me for that stunt I pulled taking the boys. The more I think about it, I guess I could hardly blame her. I need to call Starr at the hospital and make sure she's okay.... " said Todd as he slipped the last button into it's hole. "Thanks for getting me off the hook, Marty. I hope you get over here right away... I'm thinking of some way I might possibly repay you...." Todd and Marty Ch. 03 Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. Please don't forget to vote... *~* "It wasn't easy," Marty told Todd. "But you're welcome. I dunno what Blair will say, but at least if she has a chance to think about it maybe she will do what's right and let you see the boys." Then she laughed hearing Todd say he wanted to repay her in some way. "And what might that be?" she asked. "I'm nearly there," she said while pulling up in the drive. Todd grinned as he walked into the foyer and heard Marty's car pulling up into the drive. She hadn't been kidding when she said she was nearly there. "Well, all morning long as I sat in that jail cell, all I could think about was that wonderful French toast breakfast you made for me that I did not get to enjoy. I say we go out for lunch together and then maybe do a little shopping. We could get some things for the baby.... and you know I'd like to spoil you, too," suggested Todd as he stood in the foyer, waiting for Marty to come walking through the door. "I am sorry you didn't get the breakfast," Marty said, getting out of the car, then walking up the stairs. "Yes, lunch would be fabulous... and you're right, the baby does need a few things," she said as she came through the door. Todd laughed when Marty came through the door and inside his foyer holding the phone while speaking to him. He took the phone from her hand and in the same moment he swept her into his arms, gazing into her eyes. "Hi there," he said, reaching down to give her a soft lingering kiss on the lips. "I can't believe you're really here, back in my house again.... back in my life again. It's a dream come true...." "I am really eager for lunch as well as shopping, but one thing first...." said Todd. "Marty, are you sure... absolutely sure you can forgive me for everything I have done? And I do mean everything... I really need to know..." Marty laughed and returned his kiss. She looked up at him and smiled. "I am sure. I trust you enough to believe you're changing, so I forgive you for everything. Let's bury the past and forget about it. We have a future now to build together," she said. "Starting with lunch." Todd stood there in amazement when Marty told him she wanted to bury the past and put it behind them. "I think that might be difficult, cause everything we have been through is still a deep part of both of us.... But you know, everything we have been through has bonded us in a way that no one can truly understand. The same event has tortured both of us for nearly 20 years, but in different ways. We will never forget, but we must forgive. Forgiving myself is going to be so hard, Marty... but I must do it... so I can get better and be the man you need and deserve me to be," spoke Todd. "I'm glad that you trust me.... but remember, that man that I was 20 years ago is still inside me somewhere... and there are times when rage overtakes me and he wants to come out.... making me do bad things, like when I nearly kidnapped my daughter's baby. From the very beginning, I never wanted to be that man. I loved you, and I wanted you, but I had no way of expressing that to you... the only thing I ever knew how to express was anger, power, and hatred. But seeing how I hurt you and becoming a dad, that changed me... it made me want to be a better man." "I'm not saying it's going to be easy, but if you can't change then this can't happen, Todd. Because this child deserves a good life, and I can't subject a child to that man. I know he's inside somewhere, but if you try hard then I think you can beat him, and he'll just stay there, and not want to come out." "It's you who gives me hope that I can do this, Marty," said Todd as he took her hand into his and lead her outside to his car. After he helped her inside the vehicle and took a seat at the wheel, he said, "Knowing that you love me despite all my faults, knowing that you can forgive me, it gives me what I need to fight the rage that seethes deep inside me. On New Year's Eve, I had just about lost all hope. I thought we were over.... I thought there was no hope for my redemption, so I jumped into that icy water. I nearly took my own life... Now I see that maybe there is a life out there for someone like me." After those words, Todd started the car, and then drove to the mall with Marty by his side, thankful that she had returned to his life once again and that the two of them were about to embark on a journey together that hopefully lead toward happiness. Marty was glad; she was happy that Todd was all for starting this new life together. "Gosh, there is so much that we need!" Marty laughed, as they were on their way to the mall. "I don't have a list but just thinking of all the things that we need is like so overwhelming!" "I'm actually looking forward to this whole shopping-for-the-baby thing. I have never been this excited in the past when thinking of a new baby on the way. I think it's cause my other kids are getting older now... and I have missed out on so much with them due to my own stupidity. Things will be different with this kid. I'm going to be a great dad... and give the kid lots of attention. I might even spoil him or her," Todd said enthusiastically as he and Marty left the car and entered the mall. With Marty's hand in his, Todd came across a small shop called Everything for Baby. "Here we go," he said, holding up a little bib that said, "I coo and poo. That's what I do." "Do you think the baby wants this?" he asked Marty. Marty couldn't help but laugh at the words on the bib. "It is definitely accurate," she said. "There should be one that says I drool too," she said with a laugh. "I think he or she will like it," she said with a smile as she picked up a soft baby blanket. Todd placed the bib into their shopping basket. He watched as Marty browsed the shop, checking out all the adorable little baby things. Todd looked over a rack of tiny clothes, wondering what they should buy. After all, they were uncertain as of now whether or not they were having a boy or a girl. "I'm not really sure what all we need, so you get the stuff you think the baby's going to need in the very beginning. Later, when we find out the sex, we can come back for more clothes," Todd suggested. Marty nodded her head. "That's a good idea," she agreed. She picked up other essentials, like bottles and pacifiers and such as well as other neutral items that the baby would need. Todd saw Marty gather the items for the baby and he too added a few things to the basket. He picked up a small brown teddy bear and a rattle that said "I Love My Mommy." He grinned at Marty, still feeling awe but mostly extreme happiness when he thought of this tiny life they had created together. "What about a crib?" asked Todd. "We could set it up in the extra bedroom..... right next to mine... I mean ours..." Todd did hope that Marty intended to move in with him now that they were back together. Recently he had had enough lonely nights to last a lifetime. He missed spending time with Marty and having her be there with him every moment of the day. Surely now, she would want to come stay with him at his place. Marty smiled at the teddy bear. "Yes, a crib would be good," she said. "Ours?" she asked with interest. "I could get used to that," she admitted. "Except I was hoping that Cole would want to move back in with me wherever I decide to move," she admitted. After a few moments, Todd had found the perfect crib. It was made of solid oak and had a built-in changing table which would come in quite handy. It would look great in the baby's room, whether or not it was a girl or a boy. "Is this crib okay?" Todd asked Marty. When Marty mentioned Cole's name, a small muscle twitched in Todd's cheek. He did his best to make his expression appear calm and collected, for Marty's sake. "Sure, Cole's welcome to come and stay as well. There's plenty of room. I know he doesn't think much of me, but I will do my best to be civilized to him and make him feel at home, after all, he is your son," spoke Todd, trying his best to be "nice," although decency was something quite foreign to the man most of Llanview regarded as a monster. Marty sighed softly, "I know neither of you is a fan of the other, but this is his little brother or sister, too, and I just hope that everyone will get along with each other. Though I fear that'll never happen." "I wouldn't worry about Cole wanting to live with us; he's not exactly speaking to me right now," she said. Todd told the sales lady that he and Marty would like the oak crib along with the matching dresser and the yellow and cream-colored bumper pads and bedding set featuring adorable teddy bears. The sales lady took Todd's credit card, tallied up all the items, then told Todd and Marty that the crib would be delivered in a couple of days. "Thanks," Todd said to the sales woman, putting his credit card back into his wallet. As they walked out of Everything for Baby, Todd carried the large bag of baby items for their little one. "I'm sorry that things aren't going so well right now for you and Cole. Now that your memory is back, things should get better. Though I fear he's not going to like the fact that you and I are together," Todd spoke. "I hope you can eventually work things out between the two of you. I know it's stressful right now, knowing he would rather live with Bo and Nora, but in time, hopefully you can make amends with him and he can come over to spend time with his baby brother or sister." "It won't be easy," she said of Cole. "But I'd like very much for him to welcome this little brother or sister into his life and maybe even one day the two of you will at least be on civil terms." Taking Marty's hand, Todd then lead her into a jewelry store. At the counter, Todd said to the clerk, "I'd like a locket for the beautiful lady here.... Gold and sapphire along with a pair of matching earrings and a bracelet." Todd then turned to Marty and smiled. "I told you I wanted to spoil you," Todd said as he gazed into Marty's blue eyes. "And I remember how much that locket meant to you that was given to you all those years ago by your Aunt Kiki.... You made me go into a burning car to retrieve it after that accident you had with CJ and Jessica, remember? I almost got burned to a crisp that day... but I would have done anything for you. Too bad your Aunt Kiki turned out to be a betraying bitch. I want to make all that up to you, Marty. I know I can't take away all the pain.... but I will do anything I can to try." She was shocked that he remembered that. "Yeah, I loved that locket," she said. "I still can't believe you did that," she admitted. After awhile, the clerk came back with the perfect locket.. It was shiny gold and had a heart-shaped locket complete with shiny sapphires adorning the heart's surface. It also included matching sapphire earrings and a bracelet which glittered with tiny diamonds and sapphires. "Here you are, Sir," said the clerk. "That will be....." Todd stopped her before she could name the price of the jewelry. "We'll take it," Todd spoke, knowing money meant nothing to him as long as he was making Marty happy. When Marty saw the jewelry she was even more amazed. "Oh my Gosh, it's gorgeous," she said. "Are you sure you want to spend the money?" A smile came to Todd's face as he handed the jewelry to Marty after he had paid for the items. "Ohhh yeah, I love making you smile," he said when she asked if he really wanted to spend the money. Todd had wealth abounding, even after his ex-wife/attorney, Tea DelGado had ripped into his funds during the recent trial. He had just bought a huge 5 bedroom house with a full basement, a Jacuzzi, and a pool out back. He wasn't hurting for money. Not in the slightest. Marty smiled as she accepted the jewelry. "Thanks," she said with a smile. "Right now I am starving. How does lunch sound?" Todd then asked, taking Marty's hand as they left the jewelry store. "Let me guess... I bet you are hungry for pickles and ice cream," he teased her as they neared the food court. Marty laughed. "Not yet, but I'm sure soon enough I'll be waking you up late at night to get me some crazy things," she teased with a smile as she walked with Todd to the food court. "And I'll cherish every minute of that," Todd chuckled as the yummy smells of the food court met their nostrils. "Everything looks good," said Todd as they walked up to an Italian food stand. "I think I'll have a salad with everything, two slices of pepperoni pizza with mushroom, bread sticks, and a coke," Todd told the man behind the counter. Marty raised an eyebrow and laughed. "And which one of us is pregnant again???" she teased. She herself placed an order for a side Caesar salad, some of the baked ziti, and a bottle of water to drink. Todd burst out laughing when Marty made the "pregnant" comment. He carried their tray over to the table, then took a seat. "I feel like we both are," he said, looking deeply into her eyes as she sat down next to him. "I love you, Marty. I truly do...." Marty smiled as she rested her hand on top of Todd's as they sat across from each other. "I'm so glad I have you. I love you, too," she said softly. "I truly believe I made the right choice this time." "We both did," said Todd. "I couldn't have done it without you." Todd picked up his bread stick, dipped it in some sauce, and started munching on it. All the while when he ate, his other hand rested beneath Marty's. He was still in a state of awe that Marty was here with him and they were about to embark on a happy life together. "Do you think I deserve to be happy?" he asked her. With her free hand, Marty took her fork and took a bite of her salad. She chewed and swallowed, washing it down with water, and then looked at Todd. "Everyone deserves to be happy," she said gently. "If you want it then I know you can do it. It's a matter of what you want." "I know I want you, Marty... I always have, even when everything seemed so impossible. I know I want our baby, too," Todd spoke. "But I also want my kids. I miss them. It's so hard spending every day without them. And Starr--- I know I hurt her so much. I want to make it up to her, but I don't know how. I've really messed things up, haven't I?" Todd ran a hand through his hair as he looked over at Marty, wishing he knew the answers to make everything right again. Marty listened to Todd speaking and then looked at him. "Yeah you did," she said honestly," But I think it is going to be one of those things that takes time and effort. Once she sees you've changed, she'll change her mind about wanting to spend time with you." "You're right, it's going to take some time. I will do my best to show everyone I have changed... you, Vicki, my kids, Blair... it won't be easy... Everyone always seems to think the worst of me," Todd said with a sigh. He then resumed eating his meal, the hunger getting the better of him. After he finished his food, he sipped at his coke, watching as Marty too polished away her lunch. "What would you like to do after lunch?" he asked her. Marty had finished eating and was sipping some water. "Mmmmm... how about a walk?" she asked with a smile. "Just the two of us; no worries, no demands, just enjoying a nice walk?" "A nice walk sounds great," agreed Todd, a smile on his face. "We can go to the park... and even have a picnic there again, if you like.... after our walk?" "Remember our last picnic there, when I proposed to you?" Todd then asked. "There is something I'd like to talk to you about..." He laughed softly, then added, "I promise, I'm not going to propose to you again... not for awhile anyway. I understand you are not ready for that kind of a commitment. But after our walk, after we just enjoy the time with each other with no worries or demands, there is something I do need to talk to you about..." "A walk, a picnic; it all sounds wonderful," she said with a smile. She then laughed. "I do remember," she said when he mentioned proposing. "I don't think we've gotten that far yet in our start over. Of course after our walk if you need to talk, we can." Todd beamed when he saw Marty's happy smile. "Okay, let's head back to my place and put our purchases away, then prepare for the picnic," Todd suggested, standing up so he could throw away their trash from their lunch. He then returned to the table, taking Marty's hand into his. She was already about six months pregnant, but she was barely showing at all. Todd marvelled at that, thinking their baby was going to be so incredibly small. It had been years since he had held a tiny baby, not since Jack was an infant as he had lost the first year and half with Sammy due to Margaret's insanity. By the time Todd had gotten custody of his son, Sammy was not quite two. At first he had wondered how he could possibly love a child who had been created from the act of rape, but Sammy was a sweet little boy and everyone who knew him couldn't help but love him. In fact, Blair had agreed to adopt Sammy and loved the little boy like her very own. "I miss my kids," Todd said as he walked with Marty out of the mall toward his car. "I miss Sammy's laughter... and I even miss Jack smarting off." Todd laughed softly, thinking about Jack's rude antics. "And I really miss Starr. She and I were so close when she was growing up," Todd said as he helped Marty into the car. He entered the vehicle, started the engine, and then headed toward his house. Marty smiled gently. "Soon enough you'll be able to spend time with all of them. Starr just needs some time; I know she probably misses you, too. That closeness won't be gone forever. It'll get better you'll see." Todd nodded when he heard Marty's words. He hoped she was right and he would one day be close with Starr again, just he knew Marty hoped that she would one day regain her relationship with Cole. Their lives were sort of a mess right now, but Todd hoped it wouldn't spoil their day at the park. Once inside his house, Todd began gathering items for the picnic into a picnic basket. Once he had a jug of iced tea, food, glasses, plates, silverware, and a blanket packed, the two of them were ready to go. He gave Marty a smile as they walked outside into the sunshine hand in hand. It was a gorgeous day as they strolled to the park together. The park was nearly deserted as the two of them made their way down the pathway leading toward its center. "So, have you had an ultrasound yet?" Todd asked, curious about how everything was going with the baby. Marty smiled. "I have!" she said excitedly. "Of course from now on I'd like you to come to appointments with me." "So far, I don't know the sex of the baby yet, because he or she kept refusing to cooperate," she said with a small laugh. Todd listened intently when Marty described the ultrasound and seeing their baby on the screen. "I really wish I could have been there," he told her longingly. "And yeah, I wouldn't miss the next one for the world." By now, they had reached the center of the park. Todd spread out the blanket on the thick green grass, then helped Marty sit down. "Now, we can talk," he said, gazing into her eyes. Todd and Marty Ch. 03 He reached into his shirt, withdrawing a long silver chain. There on the chain, a cross glinted in the sunlight. "Remember this?" Todd said, watching for Marty's reaction. It was the cross Marty had given him in Ireland, when he had come to tell her that her little patient, nine-year-old Paloma was dying of Aids and that she needed to get back to the states right away to be at the little girl's side. Thankfully Marty had made it back to the states in time to say goodbye to the precious little girl thanks to Todd. Paloma had died clutching the magical pony called a Pucca that Marty had brought to her from Ireland. Marty and that sweet little girl had given Todd so much courage to do wonderful things. Sadly though, Todd had been mistaken for Patrick, Marty's husband, and he was shot in the back that night. He nearly died. It had taken him a year to return to Blair and Starr... "You said that this was for courage," said Todd as he held up the cross. "And I am going to need all the courage I can get, Marty...." "I want to change.... but it's not going to be easy," Todd spoke. "I don't know if I can do it... I don't know if I have the courage." Marty's eyes lit up. "You still have that?!" she asked in amazement. "Yes it is for courage. I know it won't be easy... but I believe that you do have the courage within you, Todd. I've seen another side of you that you don't show often and I know it's there," she said softly. "I would never get rid of a gift from you, Marty. That cross really meant a lot to me. Even though Blair hated that I would wear it, knowing it had came from you," Todd explained. "I was thinking, if our baby turns out to be a little girl, would you like to call her Paloma after our little friend we lost all those years ago?" suggested Todd. "Todd, that is a beautiful suggestion," Marty said softly, as she rested her hand atop his. "I think it would be the most perfect way to honor our friend," she said softly. "That will be our baby's name if it's a girl." Todd grinned as he gazed at Marty. They had a beautiful picnic in the park, and they lingered there until it began to get dark. After that, they walked back to Todd's place. "I had a wonderful time today," he said to her as he was cleaning out the picnic basket. Todd then noticed his answering machine was beeping. It was his lawyer, proposing possible supervised visits after having heard for Blair's attorney. Todd turned to Marty after he heard the news, swinging her around in his arms with happiness as he was very eager to see his kids. *~* The closer Marty was getting to her due date, the more excited she was becoming. Soon they'd be bringing home a beautiful baby together, plus she knew that today was the day Todd would be getting to see his boys and that had to make him very happy. It appeared that most of Todd's life was finally coming together now. He would soon be spending much-awaited time with his two boys, Sammy and Jack. It had been three LONG months since he had seen them, and he missed them very much. Also, Marty was about a week away from her due date now, so their baby would soon be making an appearance. They still didn't know if they were expecting a boy or a girl, because the baby hadn't cooperated during the ultrasounds. Todd had only laughed, telling Marty that the baby wanted his or her parents to have a pleasant surprise. Todd knew that if he could mend his relationship with his daughter Starr, then life would be almost perfect. The past three months, Todd had been on his best behavior. There had been no kidnappings, crimes or anything of the sort for him. He spent a great deal of his time at The Sun, working on his newspaper or with Marty, preparing for their little one. The pregnancy had been a rather hard one for her, so the two of them hadn't been allowed to be intimate for well over two months now per doctor's orders. Todd had been driven crazy with desire because he wanted Marty so badly, but he understood the importance of keeping their unborn baby healthy. Today Todd was in the backyard putting up a trampoline with a net for the boys. He now had everything ready for their visit. He went into the house to see if Marty was prepared yet to go with him to pick them up. "Hey there," he said, slipping his arms around her from behind and kissing her softly on the neck after sweeping her long hair aside. Tenderly his lips moved against the soft flesh of Marty's throat with caressing kisses. "Hey," Marty said, a smile spreading across her face as she felt his lips on her neck. She had been so incredibly happy these past few months together. "What time do we have to go pick up the boys?" she inquired. She was sure Todd would have been running for the door if were time to pick up Jack and Sam already. "Now actually," Todd said when Marty asked when it would be time to pick up Jack and Sammy. "I got the trampoline all set up for them, then realized that time had gotten away from me. We better hurry over there. Blair will turn into a barracuda if I'm even a couple of minutes late." "Let's get going," Todd urged, taking Marty's hand and leading her to the door. Once they were in the car and headed over to Blair's, Todd groaned as suddenly a heavy rain began to fall. "Damn, it looks like a terrible thunderstorm," Todd cursed. "I can barely see the road in front of me." Suddenly thunder clashed, and a bolt of lightening hit a nearby tree. Marty looked worried by the weather. "Maybe we should pull over and call them and say once this stops we'll come get the boys. I don't want any of us getting hurt," she spoke. "Nor do I want them to think you flaked out or are just late for no good reason." Todd had no choice. He had to pull over. The rain was coming down in sheets and a huge tree limb lay over the road. He couldn't have driven anywhere if he had wanted to. "You're right, I should call Blair," Todd said, reaching for his cell phone. He then cursed, realizing that because of the storm, he could not get a signal. "Fuck!" Todd yelled. "What else can go wrong?!" "Yeah, I'm sure everything will be fine...." Marty's voice trailed off as a contraction hit her. "Todd," she gasped, doubled over slightly from the contraction. This couldn't be right, could it? Surely in the middle of this rainstorm their baby didn't want to appear! Another bolt of lightening streaked the sky as Todd threw his cell phone aside. He just wanted to punch something, as he knew Blair would blame him for this, even though he had no control over a thunderstorm. He also thought of Jack and Sammy and how disappointed they both would be if he didn't show up. He suddenly heard Marty's gasp and he looked over at her, seeing her clearly due to the lightening within the sky. "What is it?" he asked urgently, seeing her clutching her swollen middle as if she was in pain. Todd suddenly went white as he demanded, "Is it the baby?" Marty nodded her head. "Contractions. Baby," she managed to get out. If her water broke right here she knew she'd be in even more trouble. What were they going to do? They couldn't even get any help. Sudden images of Jack's birth came to Todd. He and Blair had been in Mexico, Blair had gone into labor, and Todd had delivered Jack right there in their motel room with absolutely no medical assistance. "This can't be happening again," Todd mumbled to himself. Even though he had delivered his son over 11 years ago, he didn't think he could handle this now in the middle of a thunderstorm while stranded here in his car. "Marty, are we going to make it to the hospital?" Todd asked as he frantically tried to start the car. The doctor had said that once she went into labor, Todd had to get her to the hospital immediately. Twice she had nearly gone into preterm labor with this baby which had caused them both some pretty bad scares and the doctor had said that once labor began again, the baby would be coming fast. The car sputtered, but refused to start. Todd started smacking the steering wheel, then realized his actions had to be upsetting Marty. He needed to calm down and think. Taking a deep breath, he turned to Marty and said as calmly as he could, "I can't start the car." Marty's eyes went wide. "I-I can't have this baby in a car in the thunderstorm! What are we going to do?" she asked as she began to panic. "Oh God, this is not going to be good!" She couldn't even think. "Oh God, please don't let this be happening," Marty gasped. She willed the baby to stay put even though she knew that it would be coming pretty fast as the doctor had warned they needed to the hospital ASAP after she went into labor. Seeing that expression on Marty's face, Todd knew he had seen that look before. Hadn't he seen that exact look right before Blair had given birth to Jack? It had been an experience Todd had never wanted to repeat. "Marty, I really think that for your sake and the baby's, I should help you into the back seat, so you can lie down," Todd suggested, knowing that if he absolutely did have to start delivering this baby, it wasn't possibly happening up here in the front of his car, with the leather bucket seats. "I know you're scared," Todd said soothingly as he tenderly caressed her cheek. "But I'm here, and I wouldn't let anything happen to you... or our baby. No matter what happens, I promise you, I'm going to handle it." "I have my 'Courage,' remember?" Todd said as he held up his cross she had given him. He knew Marty was very religious, so those words would get through to her, even if nothing else would. "Our baby is just anxious to meet us, it would seem." Before she could get anymore freaked out, Todd left the car, then went to her side to help her get settled into the back seat. It wasn't easy, cause the rain pounded down over both of them, making visibility bad. After Marty was lying down in the back seat, Todd too climbed in the back with her. He wasn't about to leave her side when she was in so much pain, even though he had thought about flagging down a car. With visibility being almost zero, no cars had even passed since he had stopped along the side of the road. "Marty, are you okay?" Todd then asked, noticing she hadn't said anything to him in awhile. "I'm scared...very scared," Marty said softly. "I trust you, but I'm just scared; we don't have anything here, Todd, if the baby comes. No tools, no care things, and nothing is sterile." "I know, and to tell you the truth, I'm scared, too. But I've done this before, Marty. Blair and I were in Mexico when she went into labor with Jack and I delivered him myself right there in a motel room. We didn't have anything there either, not really. I wrapped Jack up in a towel...." Todd spoke as those memories came rushing back to him. As he was speaking, Todd was slowly inching up the hem of Marty's summer dress. He had to check to see if the baby was coming, but he really didn't want to do this. He wanted their child to be born in a hospital, with skilled doctors present to care for both her and the baby. "I can do this again, Marty... if I have to. You and the baby are going to be okay," Todd promised. Because of the storm, it was nearly dark in the car. Only occasional lightening brought flashes of light to the car, making it possible for Todd to see. In a moment, he had Marty's dress pushed up and nearly gasped at what he saw. There was so much blood. There hadn't been this much blood when Jack was born, was there? Marty's panties were soaked with blood, and Todd struggled to get them off. His hands trembled as he tossed them aside. His eyes widened, seeing the baby's head bulging and about to emerge. "Here we go again," he thought silently wondering if the three of them would make it through this night. "Okay," Marty managed to get out although she was still terrified. She was nearly shaking and tried to calm down enough to let Todd do what he had to in the dark of the storm. She hated storms, and to her they usually seemed like bad omens. She just hoped this all wouldn't end in some sort of tragedy. Todd got a sick feeling in his gut when he thought that it had been a night like this one during the Spring Fling, when he and his buddies Powell and Zach had gang raped Marty that fateful and horrible night. As the rain ran down the car windows in torrents, it reminded him of the fish tank in Kevin's dorm room on that night... and the glare of the lightening flashing upon it through the window. Pushing that ugly memory from his mind, Todd turned all his attention onto Marty and what was happening right now this very moment. Although she wasn't visibly pushing, the baby was right there, and it was starting to move down the birth canal all on it's own. It would probably only take a couple of pushes, and their child would be born. "Marty, listen to me," Todd said, making eye contact with her and staring deep into her eyes. "The baby is right there. If you just give a couple of strong pushes, the pain will all be over... and we can see our baby..." "Okay," Marty said. "I can do that." That was easy right? She did her best to push, so that the baby could continue it's way out. It hurt though... the pain as well as the contractions. "That's it," Todd said, laughing softly in relief as Marty was pushing and the baby was coming out easily into his hands. The baby was quite small, so it emerged with only a couple of pushes, going into it's father's waiting hands. Thankfully this birth had been so much easier than Jack's had been and the tiny infant immediately began to cry as soon as it emerged. It was a blessed sound, for Todd knew that the baby's cry meant that the child was going to be alright. "Marty, we have our baby," Todd said happily, wrapping the tiny bundle up in his own shirt though it was slightly damp from the rain. It was better than nothing as Todd didn't want the newborn to get cold. "Marty?" Todd then spoke, realizing Marty was swimming in and out of consciousness. There was an enormous amount of blood from the birth, and Todd was worried that perhaps Marty had begun to hemorrhage. Marty could vaguely hear Todd's voice and the sound of a crying baby. Oh thank God, the baby was okay! Before she could form the words, she passed out completely and everything turned to black. Todd laid the baby on Marty's chest, hoping it was warm enough. The infant continued to cry, reassuring Todd that despite the circumstances surrounding the birth, the newborn was going to be fine. Todd wasn't so sure about Marty. She had gone totally still. "Marty, ohhh God, I can't lose you... Noooooo," Todd said, a total wreck as he wrapped his arms around Marty and began to cry, using his own body heat to warm the newborn baby. Todd sobbed like a lost child, thinking that the woman he loved was dying right here in his arms. Marty started to slowly fade back in...but just barely. Crying? The baby! "Our baby," she gasped softly. Why did everything feel so fuzzy and strange? Was there something wrong with her? She couldn't tell. Todd felt Marty's breath against his skin as she whispered to him. "Our baby's okay," he said to her. "I love you, Marty... I thought I was losing you...." "Don't die, Marty... I cant live without you, I can't," Todd implored her. Todd and Marty Ch. 04 Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. Please don't forget to vote... *~* (Blair and John) The past three months, Jack had grown up a lot, but not necessarily for the better. Although he had kept his promise to his mom to try to be nice to John, the boy was a walking time-bomb. At any moment he could be set off and possibly become argumentative with his mother and his new stepdad John whom he so clearly despised. Not long after their camping trip, John had proposed to Blair. Now they were man and wife, but John was disappointed because his oldest stepson disliked him. He only hoped that his relationship with the boy could become better after Todd's arranged supervised visit. With the mediation of Blair and Todd's lawyers, it was decided that Todd could have biweekly overnight visits with the boys as long as Marty was present at all times considering that now Marty was living with Todd. As for Starr, it was decided that since she was nearly 18, she would be allowed to see her father at her own discretion. Both boys up to now had been excited about their visit with Todd. They were in the living room watching for their father, and Jack was perched in the window waiting with impatience. Sammy was the less excited one of the two. He was still pretty little and it had been a weeks since he had seen his dad. Sammy was quite fond of John and kind of saw his new step-dad as a father-figure. Now as the upcoming visit was less than an hour away, the little boy was feeling somewhat uneasy. "What if I miss you, Mommy?" Sammy asked Blair. He then ran over to John and climbed onto his lap, clinging to him. He looked up at his stepdad with puppy-dog eyes and John couldn't help but feel bad for the little tyke. "It's only for one night, Sam," John gently reminded. Meanwhile, Jack grumbled, "My dad's NEVER gonna get here." Blair smiled at Sammy," If you miss us you can call us up on the phone," she said. "Jack will keep you busy, so I don't think he'll let you miss us too much," she said, kissing Sammy's cheek. She knew it would be hardest on the little boy now that John had become a stable father-figure in his life. "He should be here soon," Blair then said to Jack seeing how anxious he was. At least she hoped Todd would be here soon and not find some excuse not to show and disappoint Jack. Jack started pacing by the window as he waited anxiously for his father. After about fifteen minutes, the boy became very upset. As usual, he blamed the frustration he was feeling on his mom and John. "Well, if Dad doesn't show up soon, I know it's your fault, Mom... as well as my new stepfather's. You and John kept me and Sammy away from our dad a very long time, now I guess he just doesn't want us anymore!" Jack said angrily. "Mommy, is daddy not coming?" Sammy then asked worriedly, hugging John around the neck, then going into his mother's arms. Sammy looked up at Blair, tears filling his little eyes. "If he doesn't come, will Jack run away from home?" John looked down at his watch, noticing that Todd was only a little bit late. "Calm down, boys. I'm sure your dad will be here soon," John tried to assure Jack and Sam. As usual he decided to ignore Jack's outburst, knowing it was probably best if Blair handled it. "I've had just about enough of you, young man! If your father is late it HIS fault and no one else's. He was never good at keeping promises and never good with time! So, if you want to be mad, then be mad at him!" she said to Jack angrily. She really did hope Todd showed up and had to deal with Jack's rudeness himself, maybe he'd finally understand how out of control Jack really had become. She looked at Sammy then. "Daddy is supposed to call if he's not coming," she told Sammy gently. "So I dunno," she offered, knowing it didn't sound good. "And no, your bother won't run away because if he does then he'd be homeless and out on the streets." "I would rather be homeless than live here with you and your dressed-in-black, emo husband!" Jack spat out, running out of the living room then stomping up the stairs to his room. Immediately upon hearing his big brother's shouts, Sam burst into tears. John winced, hearing the boy's harsh words. Blair and Jack always seemed to be at each other's throats, and he really wished there was something he could do. "Blair, do you want me to talk to Jack?" John suggested. He didn't want to get in the middle of this, unless he had to... but Jack really was getting terribly out of control. "Be my guest," Blair said with a sigh and took Sam from John as she sat down with him. "It's okay, Sammy," she said. "It's okay. Jack is just rude." "Okay, I'll do my best," John said, bending down to give Blair a quick kiss on the lips as she held Sammy before heading upstairs to speak to Jack. "I love you, Mommy. You're the bestest Mommy ever," Sammy said to Blair, hugging her tightly as she comforted him. Blair hugged Sammy. "I love you too Sammy," she said softly. "Please don't grow up." She liked Sammy just the way that he was; she didn't want him to grow up and become corrupted. All the Manning men seemed to be corrupted in one way or another, and it scared her that Sammy wasn't too far behind Jack. Sammy just gave his mom a little grin, cause he didn't really understand what she meant. He then hugged her, settling down in her embrace. He yawned a little, getting sleepy in his mom's loving arms. Blair rubbed Sammy's back as she held him. "Getting sleepy?" she asked him. She knew today must have been a full day already with so much drama for Sammy. Sammy didn't say anything; just closed his dark blue eyes and fell fast asleep in his mother's arms. His dark head rested against Blair's chest as he breathed deeply, the sleep of an angel. Jack was upstairs, laying on his bed with a scowl on his face. John rapped twice on his door. "Go away," Jack growled. Finally, John had persuaded Jack to let him come inside. Grudgingly, Jack sit there listening while John took a seat near the bed and began to speak. "Jack, it's quite obvious you don't like me very much... and sometimes I really can't blame you. When your mom and dad split up, you became the man of the house. You took care of your mom, Starr, and Sammy... and you did everything you could to protect them and keep them safe. Now I'm here, I'm looking after your mom and Sam, and things haven't gone so well with your dad, so you haven't been able to see him in awhile. I know you miss him very much. I also know that even though your dad hasn't always made the wisest choices, he loves you as much as you love him. I don't want to take your dad away from you, Jack... really I don't. I know I will never be your father... but I want to be your stepdad... and I want to be your friend," John spoke. "Can we at least just try to get along? For the sake of your mom and your little brother." "Right now your little brother is downstairs crying cause he thinks you might be running away from home. You're his big brother and you need to set a good example for him," John reminded. "Maybe you could just try to think about things and hopefully you will decide to do what is best for everyone in this family. Your mother and I love each other.... and we love and care about you and Sammy, too." "Get out of my room," Jack said in a shout. "Out! Get out!" With a heavy sigh, John got up and left. After he closed the door, Jack lay down, clutched his pillow, and cried like a small child. John walked back into the living room, seeing Blair holding the four-year-old boy. He couldn't help but smile at the sweet picture the two of them made. Quietly, he said, "I spoke to Jack and did my absolute best, but I really don't think it did any good. I tried to reason with him, but he just threw me out of his room. I honestly don't know what to do anymore, Blair. I know this is hard on everyone, but I don't want Jack's behavior to start upsetting Sammy." John then gently reached for Sammy so he could put the little boy down for the night. Unfortunately, it looked like Todd Manning wasn't showing up for visitation with his kids. Once again, Todd was showing he was nothing but a selfish ass. Blair sighed," Yeah, it's going to be a tough road," she said as she let John take Sammy to put him down. She could kill Todd for disappointing Jack the most; she didn't understand him. He knew that Jack would be over the moon about this visitation and overnight-stay but even so, he flaked out. He was probably bopping Marty Saybrooke and lost track of time. With the utmost tenderness, John placed Sammy in his bed. He kissed the little boy's cheek, then covered him up with his Mickey Mouse blanket. Glancing over at Jack, he saw that the other boy had cried himself to sleep into his pillow. Poor kid, thought John. Going downstairs, John went to wrap his arms around Blair. "I wanna kill Todd Manning," John muttered as he was holding his lady close. "I saw Jack upstairs and he had cried himself to sleep." "God!" Blair spit out. "He does this every time to the them! Jack waits and waits for Todd to come around and he always disappoints him! But Jack doesn't see it like I see it; I don't know what to do. Todd never calls to say he'll be late or can't make it and uggghhh!" Looking out the front window, John saw the rain pouring down the window pane. "It isn't like Marty not to call... that's what worries me," said John. "If Manning has done anything to her... I will kill him with my bare hands!" Blair bit back a groan as she looked at John. "Is that your only concern? Precious Marty?" She didn't understand what the men in Llanview saw in that woman; she couldn't leave anyone's man alone! "Whoa!" John gasped out, hearing Blair lose it at the mention of Marty's name. Those two were rivals from way back, and Blair couldn't stand it that John had once been intimate with Marty and continued to think of her as a good friend. "Of course first and foremost my concern is always with you, the boys, and Starr," John spoke. "But... I do care about Marty. I always have... and I always will. It sickens me that she's in Manning's bed, giving herself to him every night, night after night... He must have completely brainwashed her; I mean, what lady in her right mind would want to bed down with a guy who had raped her?" "I don't trust Todd Manning.... He might have done something to Marty. When I was on my way back downstairs, I tried to call her cell phone, but I didn't get an answer. I have to know if she's okay..." "Blair, I know you will probably hate me for this... but I have to go looking for her," said John as he went to the desk and retrieved his gun. "Are you fucking serious?!" Blair yelled. "You're going to go off in the rain with your gun to save poor little Marty?!" "You walk out that door, John McBain, don't think about walking back into it!" she yelled angrily. "You always have to be the one to save Marty! Why don't you let her get herself out of the stupid mess she's gotten herself into!" "I'm totally fucking serious!" said John as he got the gun ready. "I don't have a good feeling about this, Blair.... Marty's in trouble, I can feel it." Right when he said those words, Starr walked in, and she was totally soaked from the rain. "Starr's here; she can watch the boys. I want you to go with me, Blair. Something is wrong....." John insisted. "After we do this, if you want to kick me out, you can be my guest... but I HAVE to go to Marty. She needs me." "Absolutely not!" Blair said. "I'm not going anywhere!" "Marty's fine; she's probably just lost track of time because she's busy being Todd's whore," she snapped. "Alright, Blair, have it your way," John said in a steely voice, sliding his gun into his pocket. He had a scowl on his handsome face as he walked out the door and into the pouring rain. He walked to his car and drove away into the night. Blair angrily threw a vase of flowers at the door as John retreated through it and into the rain. Broken glass, water and crushed flowers were all over the floor now as she slammed the front door after his sorry behind. *~* John didn't have to go far down the road until he came upon Todd's car on the opposite side of the road along the shoulder. John pulled up next to Todd's car and cautiously got out because it was pitch-dark. It was still raining and try as he might, he could not see any movement inside the car. Todd felt Marty's breath against his skin as she whispered to him. "Our baby's okay," he said to her. "I love you, Marty... I thought I was losing you...." "Don't die, Marty... I cant live without you, I can't," Todd implored her, just as the door of the car was thrown open on his side and a loaded gun was pressed against his skull. All John could see was that Todd was practically on top of Marty and there was blood everywhere. He had no idea that Marty had just given birth. He was seeing red, thinking Todd Manning was brutally raping Marty again. "Get off of her, you asshole!" John commanded, pushing the end of the gun painfully against Todd's skull. "I can't...everything seems so fuzzy right now," Marty whimpered. Then she heard angry voices. "Todd........" she spoke softly. She could barely move as she tried to reach from him to keep away the crazy man. Who was that? Was that a gun! Oh God, what was happening?! She reached up to cradle the baby laying on her chest. "Please," she implored. Everything went dark for Todd when John pistol-whipped him, bashing the end of the gun into his skull. He fell onto Marty in the process, nearly smashing the newborn baby, causing the infant to wail noisily. "What in the hell?" John quipped, hearing the baby's cry. He managed to pull Manning off Marty, tossing him carelessly out of the car and onto the roadway outside. That's when John saw the squirming infant lying atop Marty's chest. "Ohhh my God!" John gasped, seeing that tiny baby as well as all the blood. Todd hadn't been trying to rape Marty; he had been delivering her child. "Marty, ohhhh God... are you okay?" asked John, as he reached into the car, taking both her and the baby into his arms. The rain beat down in torrents as John tried to shield the baby from its strength. Once John had Marty safely placed into the car, he went back for Todd. "I should just let a car drive by and run your sorry ass over, but I guess due to the circumstances, I better take you along too," John said grudgingly as he half-carried, half-drug Todd to the car. Once John had all the passengers inside, he drove away toward Llanview Hospital. "This woman just had a baby," he said as he carried Marty and the crying infant inside. Marty was still wavering between bouts of unconsciousness. "didn't--Todd," she mumbled. She didn't know what was going on and she tried to keep her ears open for the sound of the baby. She realized she didn't even know if her newborn child was a girl or a boy. When Todd came to he realized he was in John McBain's car and he was covered in Marty's blood. "McBain!" he growled, reaching up and touching his head. His hand came away bloody. At that point, all Todd wanted to do was pound the holy crap out of John, but when he thought of Marty and the baby, he realized first he had to see if both of them were alright. Stumbling into the hospital, Todd approached the front desk. He looked a sight with hands and body streaked with blood and a head wound dripping down his face. "Where is Marty Saybrooke? I want to see her; NOW!" Todd demanded. Seeing Todd's condition and knowing of his unsavory past, the receptionist wasn't all too willing to tell Todd anything about Marty or her whereabouts. "You better get out of here right now or I'm going to call security," she insisted. John stood in the hallway as the doctors worked on Marty. The birth had been really bad for her and she needed emergency surgery. After the surgery, John was at her side. She called out for Todd. "No, Marty, it's me... John," he said as her eyes tried to focus on him. "You're at the hospital... and you're going to be alright." Marty saw John. "Todd? The Baby?" she asked. She had to know that they were both alright and needed to know where they had gone. Why was John here? She was so confused as she tried to see if Todd was nearby. She began trying to look out the door for him. "The baby's fine, Marty. When we arrived at the hospital, a nurse took the baby to the nursery. I'm sure they are just checking the baby over, just to make sure everything is okay. You gave me quite a scare, Marty..." John said as he took her hand and tried to assure her that her baby was perfectly fine. A muscle twitched in his jaw as she again asked for Todd and began looking around for him. "I don't know where Manning is right now..." John said. All the sudden, someone grabbed him from behind and threw him up against the wall. John's hand was wrenched from Marty's in the process. "Give me one good reason not to kill you right now," Todd spat out. Marty struggled to sit up. "Todd!" she cried out. "Stop! Please stop. Someone tell me what's going on!" she said, putting her hand to her now aching head. "Todd, remember what we talked about?" she reminded, hoping to get through to him. What had John done? What had happened? Or had Todd done something? Todd continued to beat John's head against the wall again and again as Marty's voice seemed to be coming to him from a distance, begging him not to do it. His rage was getting the better of him as his own blood was falling down into his eyes, stinging them. Having seen John holding Marty's hand after everything John had already done had been too much for Todd. Finally he let John go, and he crumpled to the ground, totally stunned. Todd then turned, going immediately to Marty. "Are you okay?" he asked, completely disoriented as he spoke to Marty with concern. "The baby? Where is our baby?" Todd wiped the blood from his eyes as he sunk into the chair beside Marty, totally exhausted from his head wound as well as everything else that had happened. John sat on the floor awhile, his legs unable to move. His skull hurt where Todd had beaten it against the wall. For a minute, he couldn't even register a thought. He then saw that Manning was sitting next to Marty, and all of Marty's attention was focused on him. With a heavy sigh, John got up and left the room. "The nurse has the baby, Todd," Marty said. "Didn't you hear me? Why did you have to do that?" she asked sadly. "You promised to try, what happened? I'm fine I think, but we're not talking about me." Todd was relieved when Marty said the baby was with the nurse and that she was okay, too. But he looked like a whipped puppy when she mentioned that he had broken his promise to her. "Marty, you don't understand," Todd said as he lay his head in his hands. "John pistol-whipped me. He thought I was hurting you in the car... that I was raping you. Before he even knew what was going on, he slammed his gun into my head, and I blacked out. I fell on you... and I fell on our baby. Our child was nearly crushed. When I woke up, I was in John's car outside the hospital.... I didn't know where you were... or even if you were alive." Todd and Marty Ch. 04 "I was out of my mind with worry for you and our baby," Todd explained. "If you want to think I broke my promise to you tonight because of this... that's fine, I'll go. Security wants to throw me out of the hospital anyway. They think I'm some thug or something..." Todd got up, slightly dizzy still from his head wound. He didn't really want to go, but he thought he had let Marty down by his display of violence earlier against John. Right as Todd was about to walk out the door, Dr. Michael McBain walked in. "Todd, what happened to you?" Michael asked, seeing the nasty gash on Todd's head. "That's going to need to be stitched up." "I'll live," Todd said, sounding defeated. Turning to his patient, Michael said to Marty, "You're one lucky woman, Marty... cause if my brother hadn't have gotten you to the hospital when you did, you would have bleed to death tonight. The bad news is that you hemorrhaged and we had to give you emergency surgery to save your life. Marty, you won't be able to have any more future children... But the good news is, you have a very healthy, 5 pound 8 oz baby girl." "Todd, please don't go," Marty said softly. Dr. McBain's words registered then. No more children??? That was it?? She had been hoping if things worked out with her and Todd that they could have had at least one more child. "I...please thank John for me, Dr. McBain," Marty said. Then she looked at Todd. "Please get stitched up for me," she said to him softly. "Marty, you lost a lot of blood tonight. You're going to need a transfusion," explained Dr. McBain. "We checked your blood type... it's really rare, and we don't have any of it on hand." "I have the same blood type. While you're stitching me up... take the blood from me," spoke Todd. "Alright, come with me... I'll have a nurse take care of you," Michael said. Glancing at Marty, Todd then left the room with Dr. McBain. A moment later, a nurse walked in, handing a tiny baby girl in a pink blanket to Marty. "Here is your daughter," the nurse said with a smile. "She's all cleaned up and she wants her mommy." The baby girl, with big blue eyes, looked up at her mother. Marty held her baby girl, her eyes lighting up. "Hi Paloma," she said softly. "Wait till Daddy comes back, he'll be gushing over you. You are so gorgeous," she said softly, looking at the tiny little bundle in her arms. About a half hour later, Dr. McBain came back, carrying a couple of bags of fluid containing Todd's blood. He got the bags of blood set up so they could flow directly into Marty for the transfusion. "Ohhh there's that little baby now," he said, smiling down at the adorable baby girl in Marty's arms. "She looks just like you, Marty. She's absolutely precious." "Uhhhh... Marty, I don't know how to tell you this... but after we got Todd all stitched up and we got the blood for your transfusion, he left the hospital. He said there was something he had to do," said Michael a bit awkwardly. He really didn't understand Todd Manning or Marty's attraction to the man, but he hated to hurt Marty by telling her that the father of her newborn child had suddenly left without proper explanation. After getting six stitches in his head and giving his blood, Todd left the hospital by taxi. He went home and took a shower after disposing of his bloody clothing. He couldn't stand wearing clothes that were caked with Marty's blood. After he got out of the shower, he sat down on the edge of the bed wearing nothing but a towel. Everything Marty had said at the hospital came rushing back to him. He had wanted to kill John McBain tonight... if Marty hadn't have stopped him, he certainly would have. John McBain, his kids' stepfather would be dead. He would have someone else's blood on his hands which were already stained with so many crimes. "Marty, I just can't live with this," he said, taking off his cross and laying it down on the bed. He had broken his promise to Marty tonight and he hated himself for it. "I don't deserve you or our baby," Todd said after he got dressed and walked outside into the night. Todd and Marty Ch. 05 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. *~O~* Hearing Michael's words, Marty looked alarmed. "He didn't give any indication as to where he was going?" Marty asked. She didn't understand it; Todd had been looking forward to Paloma's birth for months, and now suddenly he was mysteriously MIA. What in the world could have happened? Where could Todd have gone? "Uhhh... Thank you, Dr. McBain ... for telling me," Marty said quietly. She had absolutely no clue what she should do now. *Why would you leave us now, Todd? Why?* she silently questioned. *~O~* Todd wasn't thinking clearly. His head hurt considerably and he was a little weak from having given his blood. He arrived at the Palace Hotel and asked for room 719, the same room he and Marty had gotten on New Year's Eve night. Sitting beside the fireplace, Todd poured himself a drink. He downed the alcohol in one shot, then wandered up onto the roof. As he stood there, staring off the ledge, he could hear Marty's voice and everything that she had said to him that terrible night. He had told him that she would be better off if he would just jump and that she would be happier if he was no longer in her life. Right now her words were echoing in his head, making it difficult to think with any sort of clarity. *~O~* Meanwhile, back at the hospital, the nurse had returned to check on Marty and baby Paloma. The nurse smiled, seeing that one of the bags of blood had already emptied, and already Marty's color was beginning to return. "Would you like a bottle for your baby... or would you prefer to nurse her yourself?" the nurse asked, seeing that little Paloma appeared to be getting hungry and was making sucking sounds. "I'll try breastfeeding her," Marty said as she sat up and repositioned Paloma so she could nurse her. The infant drank hungrily as Marty looked down at her beautiful baby. Her heart was aching since Todd had just disappeared on her. He had left them... her and Paloma both. *~O~* Nora had gotten a call from her friend at the hospital that her dear friend Marty Saybrooke had just given birth to a baby and had gone through emergency surgery. Nora went to the hospital right away to check on Marty and the baby. She knew that Marty was living with Todd, and although Nora wasn't a fan of Todd, she still considered herself Marty's good friend. Nora breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Todd was no where around in the hospital. She really didn't feel like having a confrontation with the infamous ex gang-rapist. Nora entered Marty's hospital room, seeing Marty lying there in the bed holding a sleeping infant to her breast. "Ohhh Marty, she's just beautiful," Nora said with a happy smile. "Cole has a new baby sister." Then Nora glanced around the hospital room, a frown on her face. "Marty, where is Todd?" she asked. *~O~* Meanwhile, at the Palace Hotel, Todd was still lurking on the roof. By now the rain had stopped, yet rivulets of it continued to move down Todd face, looking like tears. He longed to cuddle and see Paloma, just as much as he needed to be with Marty, holding her close, too. He left the roof then and returned to room 719. Warming himself by the fire, Todd sighed deeply, reaching for a piece of paper and a pen. He began writing a note to Marty. Then, his clothes still soaked by the rain, he went to his house and grabbed a couple of things. He called a taxi, and once again, headed over to the hospital. *~O~* "Thank you," Marty said, smiling brightly as she let Nora see Paloma. "Her name is Paloma. I hope Cole is going to be excited about this." Then she frowned. "Todd? I don't know where he has gone. He gave blood for me and then just disappeared. I don't have a way to reach him because I have no idea where he might have gone..." Nora gazed at the adorable baby who looked a great deal like Marty. "Paloma, what a beautiful name," Nora said as she cooed at the baby. "That's strange," Nora said when Marty stated that Todd was now MIA. "I hope everything is alright. Did something happen tonight? I heard it was John McBain who brought you here to the hospital..." *~O~* Todd walked into the hospital and went straight for the nursery. He looked through the window, but he didn't see Paloma. A nurse was looking at him suspiciously, so he hid in the shadows, not wanting to be seen. *~O~* Marty sighed, "Tonight was a mess. Todd and I were going to pick up his kids from Blair's as he has vistation rights now. Then it started to rain, so we pulled over. I went into labor and the car wouldn't start. Todd delivered Paloma in the car, and I don't know what happened after that." "All I remember is Todd getting knocked out and the next thing I knew, I was brought here. John was here, and Todd went ballistic, saying John knocked him out ... and now Todd's gone," Marty explained. "I know it doesn't sound good, but really, Nora, Todd's not a bad guy." "Oh dear God, Marty, thank heavens you and that baby are okay. That sounds just awful," Nora said after Marty described Paloma's birth. "No wonder you barely remember anything... it's a miracle you're even still alive... with all that blood loss, then the surgery." When Marty had said that Todd really wasn't a bad guy, Nora didn't know what to say. Nora did not trust Todd Manning. He had done so many bad things, and every time it even looked like he was trying to change, he would end up doing something totally awful, like kidnapping a child. "Marty, I really don't know what's going on with Todd, but for your sake and the baby's, I do hope he comes back..." A nurse walked in the room then, reaching for Paloma. "Time for Sleeping Beauty here to go back to the nursery... and remember you need your rest, too," reminded the nurse. She walked out of the room, carrying Paloma in her arms. "Marty, I should go... but if you need anything, you call me, okay?" Nora said after the nurse had taken Paloma over to the nursery so Marty could get some rest. "I'll tell Cole you had the baby... hopefully I can presuade him to come by and see you ... I know he misses you, he just won't admit it." Todd was lurking near Marty's hospital room in the shadows down the hall when he saw a nurse walk out, holding the baby. A few minutes later, he showed up at the nursery, wearing hospital scrubs. "Paloma," he said, standing over the baby's isolette. "Thanks Nora," Marty responded. "I will talk to you tomorrow, and if Cole is agreeable, please tell him he can come whenever; I miss him." As Nora left, Marty lay her head down upon her pillow for some much-needed sleep. *~O~* Gently Todd reached into the isolette, withdrawing his newborn daughter. With sleepy blue eyes, Paloma looked up at Todd. "Hello, Paloma," Todd said in a whisper. "I'm your daddy. And I know your mommy probably won't let you see me now, after what I did tonight. I let her down... and I never meant to do that." Paloma made a slight fussing noise at being awakened so abruptly, so Todd held her gently against his chest, lightly caressing her back. Looking around the nursery, Todd saw that the nurses were busy with another baby in a separate room, so he edged his way toward the door. Holding Paloma close against him, Todd took her into a deserted hospital room, lying her down on the bed. Gently he pulled the blanket away, so he could see his baby girl. She was dressed in a little hospital t-shirt and a tiny diaper. She looked so much like Marty that it made Todd's heart hurt. Wrapping her up again in the soft baby blanket, Todd cuddled her close. "I love you, Paloma... I'm sorry I messed things up for me, you, and your mommy. I really didn't mean it..." he said in a whisper. Todd then took two snapshots of the baby with his camera. He wanted to keep this memory forever. It might be all he would have of his little girl. Now he had four kids and sadly he couldn't see a single one of them. "Paloma, I gotta take you back... your mommy needs you... I've already hurt her so much. You're the best thing that ever happened to both of us," Todd said as he kissed Paloma's soft fuzzy head. Weaving his way through the halls, Todd returned to the nursery, putting Paloma back down carefully in the isolette. Once again, no one seemed to be around. "Goodbye, Paloma," Todd said sadly as a tear slipped quietly down his face. A couple of minutes later, he arrived at the front desk of the hospital, wearing his usual clothes. "Give these things to Marty Saybrooke," he said, handing the receptionist a bag Marty had packed for the hospital a couple of weeks ago for herself and the baby, along with the note he had written earlier. "Hey, aren't you the guy who was here earlier all covered with blood that I called Security on?" asked the uppity receptionist at the desk. "Yeah, that would be me..." Todd answered, his voice expressionless. He then turned on his heel and left the hospital. After going back to his place to gather his belongings, he returned then to the Palace Hotel and room 719. The receptionist at the desk called a nurse in the materity ward to have her pick up the items for Marty. The nurse didn't want to disturb the sleeping mother who had just given birth and gone through major surgery, so she decided to bring the items to Marty the very next morning. Marty was sleeping peacefully due to exhaustion. What a long day it had been. She had forgotten that she and Todd had never called Blair to let her know why Todd hadn't shown up to pick up Sammy and Jack. It was there at the back of her mind though. She assumed that by now, John had spoken to Blair, letting her know the reason Todd had not arrived. *~O~* Morning came as a harsh reminder and Todd wondered if Marty had read his message yet. He got on the phone first thing and called his lawyer. "I want to cancel all further visits with my kids, Jack and Sammy... and I'd like to have my house put in Marty Saybrooke's name. And about my car, it needs a professional cleaning, can you take care of that, too?" Todd asked. His lawyer promised to see to everything, then Todd hung up the phone. No sooner had he hung up, when his cell was ringing once again. He growled, realizing the caller was Tea. "What do you want?" he asked, a muscle twitching in his jaw when he spoke to his former lover and ex-attorney. "You Todd, I want you... have you and Marty broken up yet?" Tea asked in a fliratious voice. "I told you it's just a matter of time before she dumps you... she always does." "Tea, I don't want to talk to you," Todd said in a sneer. "It's just a matter of time before Marty goes running back to John McBain... once Blair dumps him, Marty is going to have John ALL to herself," Tea taunted. Images of John holding Marty's hand the night before came to Todd and he nearly crushed the phone in his fist. "Look, Tea... I have to go... don't call me again," Todd said, disconnecting the call. *~O~* As soon as Paloma awakened in the nursery, a nurse brought her in to Marty. "I think someone is hungry," said the nurse as she placed the baby in Marty's arms. "Ohhh I almost forgot... someone left this for you here last night," said the nurse as she went to retrieve Marty's overnight bag. She set the bag next to Marty's bed. She then handed Marty a note that had been written by Todd. "Thank you," Marty said to the nurse, wondering when Todd had dropped off her things. He had obviously come to the hospital, but where was he now? After the nurse left, Marty fed Paloma while reading the letter. The message read: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Dear Marty, After last night, I realize I do not have the courage to be the man you need me to be. I tried... I truly did, but it's not going to happen. I love you... and I love our baby, but I guess that in our case, love was never enough. I won't be there when you and our daughter come home. But I will be speaking to my lawyer, and the house and everything in it, I will put in your name. I want to be able to see Paloma, but I am not sure if that would be what is best for her. I'm sorry, Marty. I never meant to hurt you. I will regret it for the rest of my life. Sincerely, Todd xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Marty sighed. Now what was she going to do? She couldn't raise Paloma alone, could she? She had hoped that Todd could change and become a better person, but suddenly he was denying that he could. And he was giving her his house? What? It didn't make a bit of sense to her; it was just so insane. Marty tried to think. If she wasn't in the hospital this would be so much easier to resolve. When Paloma finished nursing, she looked down at her precious girl. "It might just be me and you, Paloma," she said sadly. "Looks like big brother Cole doesn't want anything to do with us and your Daddy can't seem to handle it." *~O~* A couple of hours later Todd's lawyer had delivered Todd his car which had been thoroughly cleaned and was now in working order. "Thanks," said Todd as he took the key. He really liked this lawyer so much better than Tea; at least Remington wasn't always trying to seduce him. Todd couldn't help but laugh at that absolutely absurd thought. After Remington left, Todd went out to his car. There was no sign of Paloma's birth in the backseat. His car was now as good as new. He cussed the car out then, for all the trouble it had cause him and Marty the night before. He then headed over to The Sun, pouring himself into his work. Todd was sitting at his desk in his office reading over the current manuscript for the paper when the door opened and someone came inside. He looked up, seeing it was Tea. "Tea, what the hell are you doing here?" he gasped, dropping his paper and pencil down on his desk. "Marty left you, didn't she?" Tea demanded. "No, for your information, I left her," Todd bit out, standing up so he could throw Tea back out. As Todd approached, Tea opened her long grey trench coat, showing Todd that underneath she wore nothing. Todd's mouth dropped open when he realized Tea was nude beneath the coat. "This time I forgot to wear my underwear," said Tea with her infamous sexy giggle. "Tea, I'm not in the mood. Get the hell out!" Todd insisted. Tea didn't listen - instead she threw herself at Todd. Todd and Marty Ch. 06 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. Please don't forget to REVIEW... *~Todd and Marty ::: Chapter Six~* Cole arrived at the hospital that morning after Nora presuaded him to go see his mother and new baby sister. He felt very uneasy as he walked into his mom's hospital room. "Mom, it's me. The son you forgot," he said, looking down at the baby who was lying in his mother's arms. He couldn't help but feel little for that newborn baby; he felt little besides jealousy. That baby would get all of his mom's love, and he was sure he would get nothing. "Mom, the only reason I'm here is because Nora said that Todd Manning is now out of the picture. Is it true? Is Todd really out of your life?" Cole demanded. Marty looked at her son. "Cole, I..I've been trying to remember you but it's hard," she said softly. "Yeah, Todd is gone. He chose to leave," she said as she held baby Paloma. "Do you want to meet your sister?" she asked, hoping that Cole would at least open up to the child. Afterall, baby Paloma was Cole's younger sibling. Cole looked down at the baby in his mother's arms like she was a two-headed alien or something. "No, Mom. I don't think I really wanna hold her. It would hurt too much, with my own baby girl now dead and buried. Did you think about that before you slept with Todd Manning and produced a child that was so very much related to my own baby girl that died?" Cole said harshly. "In fact, I know for sure I DON'T wanna hold her. She looks just like Todd Fucking Manning." With those words, Cole stormed out of the room and ran smack into Vicki in the hallway, Jessica's mother. "Get out of my way!" he growled. "Cole, stop..." said Vicki. "I need to talk to you." To Cole's great surprise, Vicki proceeded to tell Cole that his baby daughter Hope was in fact alive. It would seem that one of Jessica's alters had taken Hope from the hospital nursery, replacing Cole and Starr's child with Jessica's own stillborn infant daughter. "My kid is alive and Starr didn't even bother to fucking tell me?!" Cole said in a sneer. He then left the hospital, a very angry look on his face. "Cole, please....!" Marty cried out, but he was gone. She sat there sadly with tears shining in her blue eyes. Why did he have to be so cruel? She was trying so hard to make peace with her son. Cole had grown up in a happy home with Marty and his father Patrick. Marty only wanted the same for Paloma. Not only had Todd deserted the baby, but now Cole, too, and Cole was Paloma's big brother. Once in his car, Cole shot up on drugs, then headed right over to Dorian's house. He would find out exactly why Starr hadn't told him about his daughter.... *~O~* Meanwhile, back at The Sun, Todd had been pushed to the floor and a nude, horny Tea DelGado was lying on top of him. Todd wasn't made of stone. He couldn't help but be effected. "Ohhh Todd, is that your cock getting hard? Do you want me to take care of that for you?" Tea crooned. "I'd rather shoot it off with a gun, than have you touch it," Todd sneered, pushing her off of him. "Todd, what's with all the animosity? This is the first time EVER that I haven't been able to seduce you," Tea pouted, still standing there completely naked despite Todd's repeated rejections of her. "Think about it, Tea... The woman I LOVE is lying in a hospital bed right now and she just had my baby," Todd bit out. "You mean, Marty had the baby?" Tea gasped out. "She did... last night..." "So why aren't you with her?!" "Because I fucked things up like I always do... will you please just get dressed... or get the fuck out... or something? I can't stand to look at you anymore... and if I have to look at you another moment, I'm bound to jump right off the top of the Palace Hotel again!" Suddenly in a huff, Tea covered herself. "Fine, be that way... but you know how to reach me...... IF you want me," Tea spoke before walking out. *~O~* Hours later, fter a long day at the Sun, Todd went back to the Palace Hotel. He checked his cell phone and there weren't any calls, not from Blair, Tea, Starr, or Marty. With a heavy sigh, he got ready for a shower. Meanwhile, a nurse came into Marty's hospital room, seeing the incredibly sad look on her face. She checked Marty's vitals, seeing that Marty's blood pressure was a little low. The nurse got worried, so she went quickly to get the doctor. "Is something wrong, Marty?" asked Michael when he saw how pale Marty was. Michael took Marty's pulse but he didn't like what he found. "Cole was so cruel.... and Todd left," Marty said as though in a state of shock. "How can anyone be so cruel? Paloma's his sister...and he...he...." Seeing the state Marty was now in, the nurse reached for the baby. Paloma protested at being taken from her mother's arms. "Take the baby to the nursery and call Mr. Manning. I think she needs another transfusion," Michael said to the nurse before she left the room with Paloma. "Marty, listen to me. You lost a hell of a lot of blood last night and after the surgery, we nearly lost you, too," said Dr. McBain. "You need to concentrate on your health and just try to get better." Marty couldn't register a word coming out of Dr. McBain's mouth; she was feeling miserable. "So cruel. So cruel," she softly repeated. She didn't hear anything around her, nor was she aware of what the hospital staff were doing. She just couldn't fathom Cole's behavior. His harsh words kept echoing in her head. Paloma was taken to the nursery and the nurse went to give Todd Manning a call. She tried his house first, but there was no answer. Finally, she reached him on his cell. Todd had just stepped out of the shower, and he was dripping wet. He grabbed his cell phone, noticing right away that the call was registering from Llanview Hospital. "Marty?" he spoke into the phone. "Mr. Manning," said the nurse. "You need to get to the hospital right away.... there is a problem." "I'm coming," said Todd, his heart thudding his chest when he thought there might be something wrong with Marty or Paloma. Todd got in his car and sped to the hospital. "What's going on?" he said, when he met the nurse right outside Marty's hospital room. "Tell me right now, is Marty okay?!" Todd insisted of the nurse. "Is it Paloma..... tell me!" "Mr Manning, Cole Thornhart was here earlier to see his mother. There were some words exchanged between him and Marty, then later when I went to check on her, her blood pressure was dangerously low. When Dr. McBain got there, her pulse was erratic. The doctor says we may need to do another transfusion..." Before the nurse could say another word, Todd burst into Marty's hospital room. "What's going on? Is Marty going to be okay?" he asked Michael as the doctor was standing over Marty's bed. Michael turned to look at Todd. "Stay here....We need your blood again," said Michael. Then to the nurse, Dr. McBain said, "We need to do a direct transfusion this time. Get that set up right away. I don't like how low her blood pressure has suddenly dropped." "Marty, can you hear me?" Todd whispered to her, as the nurse started setting everything up to the second transfusion. "I'm here...." he said to her softly as he took a chair next to her bed. He then let out a soft hiss of pain, feeling the nurse jab a needle into his arm. "Sorry, Mr. Manning," said the nurse. "It's vital that we get this transfusion started right away." Marty still didn't register anything going on around her." Why? Why? Why?" she kept saying. She wasn't even aware that Paloma had been removed from her arms and that Todd was sitting next to her, holding her hand. With his free hand, Todd reached out to caress a lock of Marty's long hair from her face. He frowned, because she didn't seem to know he was there. He then watched as his blood flowed through the tubes and into her body. "Marty, what happened? What did Cole say? I'm sorry I wasn't here," he said to her softly as he waited for her to respond. Todd's blood seemed to be exactly what Marty's body needed as almost immediately her vitals began to stabilize. "Thank you, Mr. Manning," said the nurse as she removed the needle from Todd's arm and applied a bandage. Todd ignored the nurse, all of his attention zeroed in on Marty. "Marty, please speak to me," Todd coaxed as the nurse removed the needle from Marty. Once Marty's vitals started to get back to normal, it took a few minutes for her to come out of her state of shock, and she could hear Todd's voice. "I thought you were gone; I thought I'd have to raise Paloma alone," she said softly. Then she sighed. hearing him ask about Cole. "He wasn't nice at all," she said quietly. "He doesn't want anything to do with me or Paloma." Todd sighed when he heard about Cole's reaction to his new baby sister. "I'm sorry, Marty. I know how much it means to you to have a connection to him, afterall he is your son, your firstborn.... but he's nearly a man now, and you can't make him have a relationship with you," said Todd, as he knew only too well from his own strained relationship with his own daughter Starr. "He's really messed up right now... Drugs can really fuck up your life, how well I know." He then looked deep into Marty's eyes, cause he was thinking about those drugs he had taken the night of the Spring Fling. That fateful night of Marty's gang-rape. "A nurse called me here, told me you needed blood again," said Todd, not sure what else to say or if he should leave or what. "Marty, did you get my message?" "I know," Marty said sadly in regards to Cole. "I just hoped that once he saw Paloma, that he would want to be her big brother," she said sadly. "Yeah, I got your message, Todd," she replied dejectedly. "Loud and clear." "I'm sorry, Marty," Todd said just as sadly. "I never wanted to hurt you..." "I thought we had a future together; it's all I ever really wanted. But I just can't be the man you want. It's just not me," he said, pain in his voice. "You're so full of goodness and light... and look at me, I'm nothing but a monster." "I don't deserve you... or a single one of my kids...." Todd didn't get to say another word, because the nurse came in abruptly and interrupted the conversation. "Mr. Manning, excuse me... I need to talk to you a moment in the hallway," she said. Once they were alone in the hallway, Todd asked, "Yeah? What is it?" "Dr. McBain can't release Marty until she's fully stabilized, but your daughter is going to be released in the morning," the nurse explained. "You will be here in the morning to pick her up?" Todd frowned. He hadn't been expecting this. "Yes... yes, I will make arrangements," Todd said with a heavy sigh. He then returned to Marty's bedside. "Paloma is getting released tomorrow morning," he told her. "But Dr. McBain needs to keep you a few more days...." "I'll hire a baby nurse, whatever I need to do... but I just wanted to assure you, Marty... Paloma will be fine," Todd promised. "You'll find someone who's good with kids?" Marty asked worriedly. "Someone who likes babies, right?" She didn't like the thought of hiring anyone to watch Paloma; she wanted to be there to care for her daughter. The thought of a stranger caring for her baby was overwhelming. "Only the best for Paloma, Marty," Todd promised. "I'll find the best baby-nurse money can buy. And when I'm not working, I'll be there..." Todd's voice trailed off, cause he knew that spending time with the baby would only make him grow more attached to her. Then it would only hurt worse when Marty got better, and they had to go their separate ways. "I gotta go now. You get better," Todd said, trying not to let Marty see now all this was hurting him. "I'll be here in the morning to pick up Paloma." Marty nodded "Okay," she said quietly. "Sure, that sounds good." Given the circumstances, she didn't know what else to say or even what she could say. After she got out of the hospital, it looked like it would just be her and Paloma. *~O~* The next morning, Todd arrived at the hospital to get his daughter. A nurse helped him get Paloma strapped into a carseat. She looked so tiny and adorable in there that Todd couldn't help but smile. "Okay, kewl... when did she have her last bottle?" Todd asked the nurse. "Here, you'll need this," said the nurse, handing Todd a small cooler. "What's this?" Todd asked curiously. "It's breastmilk.... for the baby, for when she gets hungry." "Breastmilk?" Todd said looking dumbfounded as he stared at the cooler. "Damn, I hope I don't get it mixed up and add any of it to my morning coffee," he joked. The nurse looked at Todd, but he just turned on his heel, carseat in hand. He stopped by Marty's room, carrying both the carseat and the cooler. He propped the carseat up at the side of Marty's bed. "I thought you might want to say bye to Paloma before we leave. She's going to work with me this morning," Todd told her. Marty smiled, seeing her darling baby girl. "Thank you," she said to Todd. "Hi Paloma," Marty spoke to the infant. "You'll be good for your dad, right? Be nice to him, okay?" Todd laughed softly. "Ahhh she'll be fine," he assured Marty. "Probably just bored out of her little mind when she sees what I do every day at the paper." "Don't worry about her, Marty... just get better...." Todd said as he gazed into her eyes. "It's been awhile since Jack was a baby and I haven't done too much of this baby-stuff for awhile, considering Sam was two years old when he came to live with me..." Todd gave Paloma's tiny a head a soft caress, then lay his hand gently upon Marty's. "I thought about what you said last night... and I decided not to get the baby-nurse. I just didn't feel right having someone care for her whom we barely knew," Todd explained. "Anyway, I got to get going... I'll bring her by to see you when I get off work." Mary smiled when Todd told her the news. "Thank you, Todd," she said. "It truly means a lot to me that you're going to do this without the help of a nurse." "I'm sure she'll be interested to see what her daddy does at work," she added with a smile. "I'll see you both when you bring her by tonight." *~O~* Todd went to work, Paloma in tow. Work wasn't so bad today, with Paloma nearby. He set her carseat near his desk, so he could watch her should she start to cry. Everything was great, until a couple of hours had passed, then Paloma let out a cry. But it wasn't really a cry... it sounded more like a frightening banshee. Awkwardly, Todd got Paloma unstrapped from the carseat, only to find that her diaper had leaked out, soaking her little outfit. "Ohhh crap," he said, swiping all of the papers off his desk so he could change his daughter. He got out the diapers, wipes, baby powder, a clean outfit, and anything else he might need for the change. Paloma continued to squall, her face turning bright red as Todd did the best he could to change her. "Hey now," he said as he slipped the diaper over her tiny bottom. "Don't go getting mad at me... I'm not the one who peed your pants." After Paloma had been changed, Todd got a bottle ready for her. Once the bottle was heated correctly, Todd pressed the nipple to his daughter's lips. Paloma latched on hungrily. Todd smiled, seeing his daughter drink the bottle. "Hmmmm... guess I am just about as good as a baby nurse," he said to the baby when he raised her to his shoulder so he could burp her. After Todd left The Sun, he arrived at the hospital. He was carrying Paloma in his arms wrapped in a baby blanket. "She wants her mommy," said Todd as he carefully handed the infant to Marty. "I don't think she liked her bottle much... she wants the real thing..." Marty laughed at Todd's remark. "Yeah, it's a bit harder to get them used to a bottle, but when you keep trying, they'll generally take to it," she said, as she held Paloma kissing her forehead softly. "Was she a good girl?" she asked. "Yeah, if you call screaming like a banshee and peeing all over my desk good..." Todd joked. "Really though, she was good. She kept me entertained, that's for sure. Been a long time since I had a baby around... or even a kid for that matter..." Looking at Marty lying in the hospital bed, Todd changed the subject. "How about you? Have you been good? You're resting, following Doctor's orders, and getting better, aren't you?" Todd asked. Marty smiled. "I am being a really good patient and listening to the doctor," Marty promised. "I'm glad you had a good time with her," she spoke. "I love to see you and her together; it's nice." Todd didn't know what to say. He only hoped he would survive the next few days, caring for Paloma at the Sun while at the same time doing the best he could not to get too attached to her. Ohhh what the heck.... he was already attached! He loved the baby and Marty so much it was killing him....... Todd and Marty Ch. 07 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. Please don't forget to REVIEW... *~John and Blair~* (The night of Paloma Manning's birth) Blair was still furious with John for having left in an attempt to 'save' Marty. "Damn him! Damn Todd! Damn ALL men!" Blair screamed as she was sweeping up the broken glass and flowers from the vase which had shattered when she had thrown it at the door. Blair had just got the glass swept up when the telephone rang. When Blair answered the phone, she heard Vicki on the line. "Blair, you and Starr need to come to the hospital right away," Vicki said urgently. Vicki's voice was shaking as she made the call, and she hoped that Blair and Starr would arrive at the hospital as soon as possible. After she hung up the phone, Vicki cried. Blair promised to be there as soon as she could. She grabbed her car keys and her purse then ran upstairs quickly to get Starr. On her way up the stairs, she bumped into Langston and asked her to watch the boys while she had to go out. Langston said she didn't mind at all. Then Blair knocked on Starr's door. "Starr, open the door! We have to go!" Blair insisted. "I don't want to go anywhere!" Starr said pitifully. "Starr, look... just open the door!" Starr yanked the door open, her face streaked with tears. "Mom, I've had a really shitty day, okay? Schuy ...ummmmm... Mr. J and I aren't friends anymore. And Cole is being useless when it comes to helping find out what happened to Hope! So just leave me alone!" "You and...? Never mind," Blair said, realizing they'd have to revisit that one at a later time. "Starr we gotta go to the hospital. Vicki called." "What? What's wrong?" "I don't know, but Langston is watching the boys, so let's go," Blair said quickly and the two of them tore out of the house and drove over to Llanview University Hospital. Starr tried to hide the fact she had been crying as they walked in, wiping away her tears. Once Blair and Starr entered the hospital, Vicki walked up to them, a grave expression upon her face. "I have to tell the both of you something... and it's not going to be easy to say," Vicki said, trying to find the words to describe this delicate situation. "Starr... your baby girl... Hope... She isn't dead," Vicki said slowly. "She's very much alive and well." "It's like a miracle... and I want to take you to her tonight," Vicki announced. Starr glared at her Aunt Vicki and her mother. "This isn't funny! That's a horrible thing to say!" she yelled, fighting more tears. "I was there in the hospital when my baby died! I just don't understand HOW she died! How can you just stand there and tell me she's alive?" Starr was flipping out, and it took a lot of energy which she barely had. She crumbled to the floor on her knees, clutching the locket she wore around her neck as the tears fell anew. "Why?" she sobbed. "Why can't I get answers? Why can't you all just let her rest in peace?" Blair looked startled by Vick'is confession and then Starr's outburst. "Starr ~ honey, surely Vicki would never be so cruel; she loves you," she said gently, reaching out to caress Starr's hair. Blair then said to Vicki, "I'm sorry, Vicki... Starr's had a bad day today. Could you please explain to us what you mean? Did you find something out about Hope?" Starr pushed her mother's hand away as she wasn't going to just sit there and listen to everyone tell her lies. She tried to stand up but exhaustion kept her from going far. "Starr, I would never tell you anything so cruel just to hurt you. I love you so much... and this is tearing me apart. I just didn't know how to tell you..." Vicki said as big tears filled her eyes. "On the night your baby was born, Jessi's baby was born, too... only her alter Tess was the one that birthed the baby. It turns out the baby was stillborn, and Tess and Jessica's other alter Bess decided to switch the babies. I didn't know until tonight, when Jessica suddenly got her memories back. Starr, the little girl that my daughter has been raising is in fact your baby girl Hope," Vicki explained. "I'm so sorry, sweetie... I know you must be in so much shock right now... but we had to tell you the truth... That precious baby girl needs her rightful mother." Starr felt like the room was spinning as she tried to piece together all of this in her head. Her cousin? Jessica, her cousin whom she loved and talked to all the time, had stolen her baby? "Starr ~ honey, are you okay?" Blair asked, realizing how shocking this must all be to Starr, because it was to her, too. "Oh Vicki, I'm so sorry about Jessi's baby," Blair said. "This is all just ...wow." "I stood there and talked to Jessica about Hope...about losing Hope and I told her how much it hurt me! And this whole time she's had my baby! I've been grieving for my daughter who is alive! And Jessica's been living her happy little life with MY baby! And all that time, I had nothing!" Starr spit out. She knew deep in her heart that it wasn't Jessica's fault, but even so, the pain, heartache, and betrayal was unimaginable. "Starr!" Blair said as she had never seen Starr behave that way before. "Vicki, I'm sorry. Starr doesn't mean that." "Yes, I do," Starr said coldly as she rose to her feet and walked down the hallway away from her mom and Vicki. Blair sighed. "Ohhh my. This is going to be hard." Vicki's heart was breaking when she heard Starr's words. She really couldn't blame Starr at all for feeling the way she did. Due to Bess's act, Starr had lost 9 months of her precious daughter's life. "Ohhh Starr, I'm so sorry... but you haven't lost everything. You have a gorgeous baby girl," Vicki reminded before Starr walked away. Vicki then turned to Blair, apologizing to her as well, "I am so sorry for everything your family has been through, Blair..." Starr found an empty room and walked in. Closing the door, she leaned back against it, sobbing. Pulling her cell phone from her pocket, she slid it open and scrolled through the numbers until she got to Schuyler's. The one person she wanted and needed right now she had pushed away, and now she had nowhere to turn with this. She wanted to call him, but she had told him that she wouldn't, and she was sure that even if he did pick up he would hate her now. ~*o*~ "Mom," Natalie spoke up. Vicki turned, seeing Natalie there in the hallway. Natalie was holding Bree's hand and she had the baby in tow in the stroller. "Natalie," Vicki said, hugging her daughter. "Mom, I heard everything... is it true?" Natalie asked, tears in her eyes. "Yes, it is. I'm so sorry, baby, but it is," Vicki said as she hugged Natalie and both of them cried. Both their eyes then settled on the tiny little girl sitting in the stroller. "Then we have to give Chloe...I mean, Hope... back," said Natalie. Natalie reached into the stroller and took the precious little girl she had thought all this time was her neice into her arms. She carried the 9-month-old down the hallway, then touched Starr lightly on the shoulder. "Starr..." she whispered. When Starr turned to look at her cousin, Natalie placed the baby into her arms. Starr felt someone touch her shoulder as she slipped her phone back into her pocket. She turned toward Natalie and the baby was placed in her arms. As Starr held Hope, she couldn't stop the tears that were falling. This was just too hard to process; she had been watching Hope grow up all this time under her cousin's care. Starr struggled to find the words as baby Hope reached out for the locket around her neck. "Aunt Vicki, Natalie, would you...you like the locket with Chloe's hair in it?" she asked them softly. She knew it wouldn't change the fact that they had lost Chloe, but she knew what it felt like to lose a baby now. Even if it had only been for nine months, the locket had brought her some solace and hoped it would for as well her aunt and cousins. Fresh tears entered Vicki's eyes anew when Starr handed her the locket. "Thank you so much, Starr. We'll cherish it always," said Vicki as she clutched the locket close containing the only thing the family had left of her precious granddaughter, Chloe Victoria Brennan. She knew that the next thing she must do is have the stone changed upon the baby's grave. It needed to read her granddaughter's correct name. Natalie handed Starr the diaper bag containing diapers, a change of clothes, and Hope's pacifiers, formula and bottles. "You'll need this..." Natalie said. She then went to take Brennan in her arms, because with all the crying going on, the little girl was very confused. "I'm going to take Bree home now," Natalie told Vicki. "It's getting late, and she needs to sleep. I have no idea what I will tell her about the baby. I'll worry about it tomorrow." "Okay, dear. Take Bree home. I'm going to stay here at the hospital incase Jessi needs me," Vicki stated. "And I'm sorry about what I said before," Starr said to her Aunt Vicki. "Thank you," Starr said softly as she accepted the diaper bag. "It's okay, Starr. I don't blame you for feeling that way at all," Vicki said, hugging her neice tightly, then tenderly kissing Hope's soft little cheek. "It's been a long night, sweetie. Why don't you take your sweet little daughter home now? I will be in touch..." At that moment, John walked into the hallway, rubbing his aching head. In his disorientation, he ran smack into Blair. "Ohhh imagine meeting you here," he said, looking her up and down. He wasn't even aware that his clothing was sticky with Marty's blood from when he had carried her into the hospital. He then looked down the hallway, seeing Starr holding a baby that looked very much like Jessi's daughter Chloe. "What's going on here?" he asked, seeing Vicki and Natalie holding each other and crying. Blair crossed her arms over her chest. "I am here because it concerns MY daughter and her baby. But I don't see how you'd have time for that, right? I mean Marty Saybrooke is the resident damsel in distress! Ohhhh, so did you kill someone for Marty this time?" Blair asked, when she noticed all of the blood. "What?" John gasped, realizing suddenly that Blair meant that Starr's baby was actually the child Jessica had been raising these past nine months. How could that be? "Starr's baby is Chloe?" he asked in confusion. He then looked down, seeing the blood all over his clothes. "No, Blair, I didn't kill anyone," he spoke. "This blood is Marty's. I was right... Marty WAS in trouble. She nearly died tonight... and it's all Todd Mannings fault." "Yes, Chloe is really Hope. There was some sort of mix-up," she said, not wanting to go into details. "Look, Marty is a grown woman, John. Really, do you have to run after her every time to help her? Let her deal with Todd; she chose to be with him." John shook his head in disbelief, watching as Starr was talking to Vicki and Natalie and holding the pretty baby girl. Starr's baby was alive? "Look, Blair... I have this connection to Marty you will never understand, and I'm not even going to try to explain it... because you will automatically assume I am just trying to get into her pants. I'm not. I am committed to you and to your kids. I care about all of you... and I'm sorry I ran off tonight to save Marty. And yeah, you have a point, she chose to be with Todd Manning... I promise you, I am going to stay out of it from now on. If Todd wants to fuck up her life, and she lets him... there is nothing I can do about it; I am done," John swore, looking into Blair's eyes. "Can we just go home now? It's late... and Starr needs her mother right now..." Starr had said her goodbyes to her aunt and cousin and then left with John and her mom to go home. Once they had reached Dorian's, Langston had million questions, none of which Starr felt like answering. It had been a really long night. Starr went upstairs with Hope and changed her for bed. Blair found the old baby crib and put it in Starr's room so that Starr could be near her baby girl. Then Blair went to her own bedroom to get changed for bed. ~*o*~ The first thing John did upon coming home is take a long hot shower. It felt great to wash away the blood and grime that had been clinging to his skin. The back of his head still ached where Todd had slammed it repeatedly to the wall, but it wasn't anything too serious. He came out of the shower, wearing a black towel wrapped around his waist and saw Blair sitting there on the bed in her nightie. "Are Starr and the baby settled down for the night?" John asked, his eyes taking in the sight of Blair in that next-to-nothing nightie. He knew he she was still pissed at him. He could tell it by her eyes. "Blair, can we kiss and make up?" he then asked her, dropping his towel to the floor. "Starr and Hope are fine," Blair said as she turned to glare at John. "And if you think taking me to bed will fix things, you are very wrong," she said defiantly, crossing her arms over her chest. She couldn't help it though; her eyes did take in the site of a naked John Mcbain standing right in front of her. John was very aware of how Blair was taking in his impressive package. He walked over toward the bed, till he was standing about two feet from her. "No, I don't think taking you to bed is going to 'fix' things, but it's always helped before... you know neither one of us can deny that," John spoke. "Besides I want to show you who it is I really want. I don't want anyone else, Blair... only you." With those words, John gently raised Blair's chin, gazing into her eyes. Blair looked up into his eyes and found herself getting lost in them. "Just me?" she asked. "Prove it," she challenged. She had to see if John really meant it. She was tired of him running off to rescue Marty and leaving her to fend for herself. Softly John caressed Blair's lower lip with his big thumb. His finger slipped between her lips, lightly caressing. "I can't wait to show you how much I want you, only you," said John, his voice husky and heavy with desire. "It's you my cock throbs for... only you..." He took a step back, so she could see how much he truly wanted her. Already his cock was huge, stiff, and pulsating. "I need to be inside you, Blair," John moaned. Blair couldn't take her eyes off of John's huge cock. "Mmmm," she said, looking at it hungrily. "Then stop standing there and put it inside of me. It definitely looks like it's ready." "Yep, it's ready alright," John nodded as he continued to caress Blair's cheek. His hand then slid down her neck, to her chest. Through the silken fabric of her nightie, he cupped a full breast, lightly pinching a nipple. "Lay back first... I have other plans for you," commanded sexy John. Blair let out a moan, feeling him pinching her nipple and laid back as instructed. She was waiting to see what he had up his sleeve as she knew that it would most certainly be something good. "Everytime we fight, I get hard for you," John admitted as he moved over to the bed where Blair was lying. "You're so sexy when you're angry." John let out a hot hiss as he reached for Blair's nightie, ripping it right down the middle. His breath got even more ragged, seeing she wore nothing underneath. "My God, Blair, you're so fucking sexy," he breathed harshly. Like a hungry animal, John began feasting on Blair's breast. She let out a passionate moan and raked her fingers through his hair. "Ohhh God! Yes!" she gasped, liking the way his mouth was teasing her. It felt so damn good as she gave herself up to John. "It's only you I want, Blair... believe that," groaned John as he spread heated kisses down Blair's body. He sipped his way along her skin, toward her tummy. His mouth brushed against her pubic bone and with insistant hands, he opened her long sexy legs. She was incredibly wet, pink and ready for him. "Someone must want me, too," he observed, catching the scent of her desire. Blair smirked. "Yes, I am definitely wet," she murmured. She could feel every sensuous touch as he parted her legs. "I want you. I really, really want you," she emphasized. John watched as Blair opened her legs wider for him. "You do, huh?" he asked, raising one eyebrow. "Did our fight earlier get you all turned on, too?" "Were you thinking about how we might make up?" With those words, John ran a finger along the moist seam of Blair's pussy, watching as the feminine lips opened to his touch. She was so wet, her juices clung to him. With a hard thrust, he slid his finger deep inside her. "Maybe it did. I always love making up with you," she responded. "Make-up sex is always better than anything else." John worked his big finger in and out of Blair as her words enticed him further. He bent down on the bed, inches from her wet slit. "I can't wait to taste you," he said as his tongue snaked out, flicking against her aroused clit. He circled his tongue around it, his finger fucking her faster and faster. Moaning, Blair raised her hips to meet his thrusting finger while she arched her body right up off the bed. "Oh God, John! Yessssss... faster," she breathed, loving the way that he was fingering her. "Mmmm... you like that, do you?" John said to Blair in a husky voice. He slid two more fingers inside her while licking her hard little clit. He bit it softly with his teeth, fucking her harder and harder. He stopped his wicked licking then to ask Blair, "It's you I want... don't you know that? Only you..." Blair looked at him, her gaze full of lust. "Show me, John. Show me that you want me and only me," she told him. She had to admit she liked the fact John was in her bed and not Marty's. John was ready and willing. When Blair commanded he show her, he couldn't wait another second. He straddled Blair on the bed and began to slide his cock toward her opening. His huge tip inched toward her center. He could feel her warm honey touch his velvetty cock-head as he pressed it against her slit. Blair moaned in pleasure. "YESSSSSS!" she begged. "Put it in all the way in!" She wanted to feel him fill her up to capacity, and she wanted to feel him thrusting deep inside of her. Harder and faster, John pounded his way into Blair, showing her with his rigid cock just how much he wanted her. "I'm going to cum..." he groaned, feeling his orgasm so near. "Where do you want my sperm?" "Right here, right inside," Blair instructed, as she moved her hips. She could feel him pounding harder and faster as she was loving every second of it. "Oh God! Yes!" Blair cried out. John couldn't hold back a moment longer. He started spilling hot jets of his semen deep inside of Blair. He shuddered, flexing his hips as he came. He then looked down at Blair, hoping she had reached orgasm at the same time as he had. He kissed her on the lips as he withdrew from her snug heat. ~*o*~ Starr had thought Hope was settled until she heard her crying again, so Starr got up and went to the crib. "Hey baby girl," she said, lifting her out of the crib. "What's wrong?" She tried soothing the baby to put her back to sleep. She sang to the child as she tried everything she could think of, but Hope would not stop fussing. "No dirty diaper," said Starr, right after she checked. "I know you're probably not used to me, but I love you, Hope. It's okay... really," she said, hoping to calm the baby down. When her efforts didn't work, Starr checked the time and assumed her mom and John were probably asleep. As the minutes ticked by, she was getting desperate now as she sat down holding Hope. She reached for her cell phone, sliding it open. She went to her contacts and scrolled through, passing by the people she knew would be no help at all and paused for a moment at Schuyler's name, biting her bottom lip softly. Todd and Marty Ch. 07 "Okay, I guess this is my only option... if he hangs up, he hangs up," she said to herself as she finally pressed 'SEND,' holding the phone to her ear while keeping it close to her shoulder, yet still trying to calm down Hope. Schuyler hadn't been able to sleep after he had dropped Starr off at Dorian's house later that evening. He remembered the passionate moment between himself and Starr, and her tears after he had broken away from their kiss. He kept making growling noises as he was punching his pillow, wishing that things could be different. He then tried to lay down in his bed, but sleep wouldn't come. He missed and wanted Starr so badly. Just then his phone rang. He stared at the clock on his nightstand. It was after 5 AM. "Who could be calling at this time of the morning?" he grumbled as he reached for his phone. "Hello?" he spoke. Starr's breath caught in her throat, hearing his voice. "Schuy..." she choked out. "I-I...I know I said I wouldn't call or stop by," she whispered. "But I need you... I didn't mean what I said before." "I understand though if you chose to hang up on me or tell me to go away, but I really do love you," she admitted. *Please don't let him hang up on me now,* Starr was thinking because Hope was still fussing and Starr was at such a loss right now. Schuyler gripped the phone tightly, hearing Starr say that she needed him and loved him. That was the first time he had heard those words from her lips, and it made his heart do a flip-flop. "I love you, too, Starr, truly I do... and I'm so sorry about earlier tonight..." he said, then his voice cut off because he kept hearing the distinct sound of a baby crying in the background. At least it sounded just like a baby. "Starr, what's going on?" Schuyler asked, totally baffled because he knew Starr's youngest brother was four years old. So who was the baby he heard crying on the phone? Starr sounded frantically upset, and all Schuy wanted to do was to soothe her and make everything better. "God, I don't even know where to start," Starr responded as once again the tears threatened to spill. "You were right all along, Schuy, Hope has been alive this whole time and right under my nose." "To make a long story short, the night that Hope was born so was my cousin Jessica's baby daughter Chloe. Well, Chloe was the one who died, and Jessica's alter came and pulled a switch. I just got Hope back tonight," Starr explained. "I know nothing about being a mom or caring for babies, and what little I do know doesn't seem to be helping." Schuyler listened to Starr in disblief, almost dropping the phone. He was so wide awake now, hearing her words. How could this be? His suspicions had been correct all along, baby Hope was alive and well. "Ohhh Starr, wow... I don't know what to say. Your baby girl is alive," Schuy said happily as it all sunk in. "Why is she crying? Do you think she's sick?" "I don't know anything about being a mother either," Schuy then added quickly. He laughed, thinking how absurd that must have sounded. "But I will do everything I can to help you and baby Hope," he promised. "I'll be right over." Starr couldn't help the small giggle that escaped her lips when Schuyler said he didn't know anything about being a mother. "Thank you," she said, when he told her he'd be right over. After hanging up with Schuyler, she tossed her phone onto her bed and held Hope as she walked back and forth across the floor hoping that her pacing might put the infant to sleep. She began to worry. What if Schuyler was right and Hope was sick? What if it was something bad? What if it was serious? So many worried thoughts began to plague her exhausted mind. Schuyler pulled up at Dorian's house not long after his phone call with Starr. He stood outside, not wanting to knock because it was early morning and he didn't want to awaken the whole house. He looked through a window, but he didn't see anyone there inside. A couple of lights were on upstairs, but all he could see were the figures of a man and a woman who appeared to be making out on a bed. "Ohhh myyy God," he gasped, realizing it was Starr's mother and stepdad. Starr knew Schuyler probably wouldn't ring the doorbell so she decided to go down and wait for him. She kept Hope warm as she carried her baby girl outside, all bundled up, and headed out the front door. Everyone else in the house appeared to be fast asleep. Schuyler was staring up at the window in shock when Starr came outside. Ohhh good Lord, was John really going down on Starr's mom? Should he even be watching this? He then realized that Starr had come outside, carrying baby Hope in her arms. "Ohhh there she is," said Schuy, coming over to the two beautiful ladies and giving baby Hope a little kiss on her forehead. He then kissed Starr gently on the lips. "She isn't crying now," observed Schuyler. "Is she okay now?" "Hey," Starr said softly as she returned his kiss, then looked down at Hope. "I'm not sure," she admitted. "Why don't you come up with us and we can see? Maybe she did tire herself out." Starr led Schuyler into the house and up to her bedroom. "Okay, sure," said Schuyler when Starr said he should come inside. Once upstairs, he saw her big bed and the crib that had been erected for the baby. Right now, Hope just kept gazing at him, as though wondering who he was. "Can I hold her?" Schuyler asked, thinking she was probably the prettiest baby he had ever seen. And of course she was a little doll; Starr was her mommy. Starr smiled. "Of course you can," she said as she handed Hope over to Schuyler, so that he could cuddle her. Hope seemed rather calm now, so Starr hoped that meant she was okay. She was just glad that Schuyler was here; she didn't know what she would have done had he not come to the rescue. Schuyler took Starr's baby in his arms, looking into those wide dark-blue eyes of hers. "She's the most beautiful baby I've ever seen," said Schuy with a grin as little Hope cooed at him. "I think she really likes me. Damn, I wish she were mine..." He then looked at Starr, realizing what he had said. Would that upset Starr? He hoped it wouldn't because he hadn't meant anything bad by it. He truly did wish this precious baby was his and Starr's little girl. "It is such a miracle you have her back..." he then added. Starr touched his cheek gently as she gave him a smile. "I think she likes you, too." "Sometimes I wish she had been yours too, Schuy, because you would have treated me better; you would have helped me find out what really happened that night instead giving me a useless suggestion and then disappearing," Starr admitted while gazing into Shuyler's eyes. "One day it'll be me and you with a baby, a brother or sister for Hope." Schuyler smiled at Starr's words as he cradled Hope close in his arms. He really did hope her dreams would come true... that someday, he, Starr, and Hope would be a family, with a new baby of their own to complete their lives. "That would be my dream come true," he said to her as he kissed Hope's baby-soft head. "I wish we could start making those dreams come true... but we have to wait about 5 more long months..." Although it was killing both of them, Schuyler and Starr had decided to wait till Starr's 18th birthday before they became a couple. ~*In the Wee Hours of the Morning*~ Cole Thornhart revved up the engine as he drove wildly down the road. He pulled up haphazardly at Dorian's, staggering out of the car. Somehow he managed to climb the trellis without killing himself. Soon he was standing on Starr's balcony, looking through the window. Hadn't he done this a dozen times before when he had snuck around to see her so her dad would never know? "Starr," he said softly, peeking through the window. "Joplin," he then said in an angry sneer, seeing Schuyler there in Starr's bedroom, holding baby Hope. Starr had her back to the window. "Five months IS a long time," she said softly as she kissed Hope's little cheek. "We like Schuyler, don't we?" she asked Hope. "I know before that I said I wanted to wait, but getting Hope back has been a blessing in disguise and I don't ever want to waste another chance, especially with you," she said softly. "As soon as I turn eighteen I want to start a family with you. We belong together, Schuy, and we need to complete this family." "Wow, I really can't wait to get our family started," Schuyler said, realizing he had a lot to look forward to. Yeah, five months would be a really long time, but it was all going to be worth the wait. By then, little Hope would be walking, and he planned to ask Starr to marry him. They could get their own little place and have a happy life together. Suddenly Schuyler was drug out of his daydream of their future when the window of Starr's balcony was broken through by a large potted plant. Shards of glass flew and immediately Schuyler thought to sheild the baby in his arms. When the glass went flying, he kept little Hope safe. The tiny girl began to cry. "Schuyler Joplin, get your hands off MY daughter!" demanded a drugged-out Cole as he made his way through the broken window into Starr's bedroom. He reached out for Hope, trying to snatch her from Schuyler's arms. "You're not touching this baby!" Schuyler bit out. Starr was startled at the sound of breaking glass. She jumped instantly to keep from getting covered in glass as her backside had been turned towards the window. Her first thought had been Hope but she was relieved to see Schuyler shielding the baby. Tiny shards of glass was stuck in Starr's arms and shoulders, but she felt no pain as she whipped around to glare at Cole. "Get out of my house," she growled. "Hope is my daughter; you were just the sperm donor." Schuyler noticed immediately that Cole was out of his freakin mind on drugs. Since he used to be a user himself, he knew all the signs. "Cole, you really need help," Schuyler said to him in disgust. "Starr and this baby don't need you in their lives. You're totally messed up and all you would do is cause them heartache." Schuy then glanced over at Starr, seeing blood running down one of her arms from the shattered glass. Right away he wanted to pound the holy heck out of Cole as not only had he caused Starr an injury, he could have hurt this precious baby girl in the process. Ignoring Schuyler's words, Cole turned to Starr. "How dare you say that to me?" he growled, glaring into her face. "I'm the father of your child! She's MY child. And she's coming with me." He then walked over to Schuyler, punching him in the jaw, not even caring if his flying fist was so close to the baby. Schuyler lost his balance, falling onto the bed. He tried to hold onto little Hope, but when he fell, his arms lost contact with the child. The baby girl screamed when she landed on the carpetted floor with a thud. To Schuyler's horror, Cole, who was totally out of his mind on drugs, started punching him repeatedly in the face. "Oh my God!" Starr screamed as she rushed to pick up Hope and held her baby protectively. "Cole, stop it!" she yelled as he was punching Schuyler. Starr tried to make sure not to get blood or glass on Hope who was crying so loudly. "Oh God!" Starr cried out helplessly. She grabbed Hope's diaper bag, yanked her bedroom door open and went running down the hall. She began to pound on Langston's door. "Langston, please!" Starr was sobbing. Langston stumbled to the door, half asleep. "What the fuck, Starr? What time is it? And why are you screaming like crazy person?" Langston demanded. "Lang, please... here, you have to help," said Starr, quickly giving Hope to Langston. " Whoa... Starr, stop! What is going on?" Langston questioned. "I don't really have time to explain right now! Just take her to the hospital and have a doctor look at her. Cole busted in, and he punched Schuyler and Hope fell. Just... PLEASE... I need to know that she's okay... and keep her away from Cole," spoke Starr, shoving the diaper bag at Langston. "Starr, what the fuck is Mr. J doing in your room at this hour? I can't tell the hospital that!" "Fucking lie then, Langston! Say Cole hit me then and I was holding Hope! Please... I have to get back in there before he kills Schuyler!" "Starr, you're bleeding!" Langston said urgently then, seeing Starr's arm. "I don't care! Please... hospital... Go!" "Okay... okay, I'm going," Langston said, as she grabbed her keys and a pair of terry-cloth pants she could pull on in the car on the way to the hospital. Moments later, she ran out of the house and rushed Hope to the hospital. After her baby girl was safe, Starr ran back to her bedroom. "COLE, GET OFF HIM NOW!" Starr yelled as she grabbed her biology book and prayed it wouldn't hit Schuyler. She threw the heavy text book at Cole, hitting him square in the backside. Cole fell to his knees when he was hit in the ass with Starr's biology book. Now that Cole was no longer on top of him, Schuy was able to raise up off the bed. He grabbed Cole in a headlock and pushed him down to the floor. "Starr, call 911!" Schuyler said urgently, because he knew he couldn't hold the deranged, drugged-up Cole much longer. Cole was incredibly violent, and Schuyler's face had taken the brunt of the attack. His nose was bleeding and his eyes were blackened. He glanced over at Starr, seeing her tear-streaked face as well as her bloody arm. "Cole, you are a jerk and an asshole!" Schuy said as he held Cole to the floor. He couldn't believe that Cole would have put that precious baby in danger. What kind of a father was he? Definitely not a very good one! Cole started screaming obscenities when he discovered he could not break free of Schuyler's hold. Vicki had been about to leave the hospital after staying with Jessica the night before when she came across Langston entering the building carrying a fussy baby girl. "Ohhh my God, Langston... is that- that Chloe, I mean... Hope?" Vicki asked in alarm. Vicki then noticed a bruise on the baby's little head. "What happened? Who did this?" Vicki questioned in concern. Starr was quick to grab her phone and called 911 for help and told them everything. She didn't at that moment care about her bloody arm or the glass that was embedded in it or even the stray pieces she could feel in her shoulder, she just hoped the authorities would do something soon. Although they said they'd get someone over as soon as possible, Starr didn't know how long Schuyler could hold Cole down to the floor. ~*o*~ "What the fuck?" John growled, hearing strange sounds coming from across the house. It sounded like a man's voice screaming obscenities. John jumped up and threw on his pants. Whatever it was, he had to protect the family. Blair heard the noises too and quickly pulled on her robe and followed John. What the hell was going on in her house? Starr had just gotten off the phone with 911 when John and her mom appeared in her doorway. She hadn't noticed them right away as she had just seen the damage Cole had done to Schyler's face, and she really wanted to kick Cole hard for causing Scuyler's injuries. Schuyler was relieved when he saw Starr's mother and stepfather come into the room. He gladly allowed John to take control of restraining Cole. He then went to Starr and took her into his arms to comfort her. He didn't even give a damn at that point what her mom and stepdad thought; all he cared about was Starr's well-being. "Starr, are you okay?" he asked her, tenderly touching her cheek. "Where's Hope... is she alright?" "Will someone please tell me what the fuck happened here?" demanded John as he held Cole's head to the floor with a booted foot. "Yeah," Schuyler spoke up. "Baby Hope was fussy, so Starr gave me a call so I could help out. I got here and we calmed the baby... and that's when Cole broke in, breaking the glass in the window. He's out of his freakin mind on drugs!" "I'm fine," Starr said softly, trying to assure her mother and stepdad. "Hope's with Langston. I don't want Cole anywhere near the two of us." "But what about you, Schuy? Are you okay?" she asked worriedly. Blair saw the window and nearly had a heart attack. "You little punk!" she screamed. She was wishing now that she had let Todd destroy him when he had tried before. "Cole, knocked Hope to the floor," Starr said angrily as she glared at Cole. Blair grabbed the phone to call the police department. She demanded a restraining order against Cole. While they were putting her through to Bo Buchanan, she looked down at Cole. "If you ever lay a finger on my daughter or my granddaughter again, I will personally deliver your sorry-ass to Todd," she hissed. "No, not Todd... Anything but Todd!" Cole whined, sounding like a scared little girl when he heard Blair's angry threats. "Ohhh... believe me I will personally grant Todd permission for this," Blair said with anger. A few moments later, she had finished speaking with Bo regarding the restraining order and then waited with John for the police to arrive. "I'm going to be okay," Schuy assured Starr. "But we better get you to the hospital," he said when he saw the blood running down her arm. John nodded, seeing the nasty wound on Starr's arm. "Yes, you get her to the hospital right away. Blair and I will stay here till the police arrive," John said to Schuy. "Alright," Schuyler said, taking Starr's arm and leading her out to the car. Once they arrived at the hospital, they saw Vicki and Langston in the waiting room. Schuy was relieved, seeing Vicki holding a sleeping Hope. Thankfully the baby looked just fine, despite a small bruise on her little head. ~*o*~ Cole was making strange inhuman sounds by the time the cops pulled up. John was surprised that he wasn't foaming at the mouth. John let the cops handcuff Cole and lead him out in the police car while he gave a report to them of the incident. "This boy needs some serious drug rehabilitation," John insisted. "He's going to kill someone if he doesn't get some help." After the cops left with Cole, John began cleaning up the mess in Starr's room. "Baby, call the hospital..." John said to Blair. "Make sure that Starr and the baby are both okay." Just as he said those words, Jack and Sammy both burst into the room. "Ohhh gosh, what happened here?" Jack exclaimed. Sammy then saw blood droplets on the floor and started to cry. "Somebody got hurt," he sobbed. "Alright," Blair had just said to John, but no sooner had she spoke when Jack and Sammy burst into the room. "Oookay, boys," Blair said, thinking quickly. "How about... Jack, you take Sam downstairs and I think there is ice cream in the fridge," she said, hoping to distract the boys. "Come on," she said, ushering the boys out of Starr's room and heading downstairs with them. When she got them downstairs, she placed her call to the hospital. "Ice cream! Ice cream!" Sammy exclaimed as he ran down the staircase with his big brother. He had totally forgotten all about the blood he had seen on the floor at the mention of his favorite treat. Jack ran into the kitchen, popped open the freezer and got out a huge tub of chocolate ice cream. He grabbed two huge spoons and handed one to his brother. "Dig in!" he said, because he wasn't about to let this chance for ice cream before breakfast go for the world. It wasn't like his mother to allow a treat before a meal, but Jack didn't care as he and Sam started gobbling down the chocolate ice cream. "Jack, don't eat it all," said Sam as he had the ice cream smeared all over his face. Meanwhile, upstairs, John had the glass all cleaned up. He swept the carpet to pick up any remaining tiny shards, then got a wet washcloth to clean up the blood. All the while he was cursing Cole. Once Starr's room was clean and the window was covered with a piece of plywood, John came downstairs to see if Blair had called the hospital yet. Todd and Marty Ch. 07 Blair was finishing up with the hospital when John came and found her. "Hey," she said. "Everyone is fine." "I talked to the nurse that was there when Hope was checked and she said another nurse was taking care of Starr." John nodded, so glad everyone was okay. "Blair, about earlier... I'm so sorry we got interrupted..." he said, drawing her into his arms. His lips moved to hers in a long passionate kiss as he slid a hand into her robe to fondle her. "If I could, I would go back to more," he said as he gazed into her eyes. In the kitchen, the boys were gorging themselves on the ice cream. They had already eaten half a full tub between them. Suddenly Sammy burped. "My tummy hurts," he whined. Blair moved her body against John's. "I like the sound of that," she said in a sexy voice. "But the boys are up... OH MY GOD, I left them to get ice cream; they've probably turned my kitchen upside down!" John chuckled. "You're probably right. They've probably eaten half the kitchen by now," he said teasingly. "They are growing boys." "Mommy, my tummy has frog in it," Sammy said to Blair as he wandered out of the kitchen, his face all smeared with chocolate ice cream. Jack was still in the kitchen, eating what remained of the ice cream. "Now there's more for me," he said as he dug his spoon into the icy treat. Blair sighed. "Oh dear, I think they have eaten half my kitchen. I'm going to clean up Sammy and see if I can do something about his tummy. Will you check on Jack?" she asked John. "Sure," said John, watching Blair disappear with Sammy into the bathroom. He walked into the kitchen, seeing Jack half-lying on the bar, eating the chocolate ice cream. "What are you doing?" John asked, a half-smirk on his face. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm eating ice cream. Mom said I could," Jack said defensively. "Don't you think you've had enough now?" "I suppose," Jack said, grudgingly dropping the spoon. "But don't tell mom how much I ate, okay?" "I won't tell if you don't," John laughed. Blair got Sammy cleaned up and did all she could for his tummy. She stayed right beside him as he tried to fall asleep again. Next time she'd be certain to give the boys the ice cream herself. Todd and Marty Ch. 08 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. Please don't forget to REVIEW... *~John and Blair~* Five months had passed since the incident with Cole Thornhart. Considering the circumstances, Cole had been sent to a drug and alcohol rehabiliation center in another state. He was pretty messed up, so he was going to be there awhile. After that, he would have to do time for attempted kidnapping, breaking and entering, as well as assault and battery. John and Blair were enjoying married life, now that he had given up on trying to save Marty all the time. Things had been crazy with Todd, too. Todd's lawyer at first called, saying Todd didn't want to see the boys, but then later, Todd apparantly changed his mind. The boys had been going over to see Todd every other weekend, and Jack's behavior improved dramatically after spending time with his dad. Now Jack was going through that awkward pre-teen stage, and he was becoming interested in girls. All the time he was talking about stripper ladies, and once John had even found a nudie magazine in his bedroom. Sam was the same sweet little boy. He had started kindergarten and he loved it. Everyone at school loved him and he had lots of friends. One day John came home and he had a surprise for Blair and the boys. "Hey everyone!" he called out. Sammy came running, hugging John with excitement. He then pulled back, hearing a yelping sound. "What is that?" Sam asked. "Look," said John, pulling a tiny puppy from his coat. Blair watched John with the kids and waited to see their reaction to the puppy. They had always wanted some sort of pet for the longest time. She had been holding off till they were older and could show more responsibility. Jack seemed more mature now, so maybe it was good time to see if they could handle caring for a pet of their very own. "Ohhh wow, it's a puppy!" Sam said, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "A puppy!" Jack exclaimed. "Can I hold him?" "Sure," said John, as he handed Jack the little bundle of fur. "I got him at the pet store today... and he's a new pet for all of us... but we all have to chip in and take care of him." "Can we name him Mickey Mouse?" asked Sammy. "What do you think, Jack?" Blair asked. "Do you think he looks like a Mickey Mouse?" She wanted the two boys to settle on a name so there would be no fighting about it. Jack couldn't help but laugh when he heard Sam's suggestion for the puppy's name. "How about we all just call him Mickey then?" Jack suggested. "Since he's not really a mouse." "Okay!" Sam said in approval. The puppy started licking Jack's face. "Ewwww, he kissed me," Jack said, handing the puppy to Blair. John chuckled. "Well, that's what puppies do," John said. "And they pee on you too, if you forget to take them outside to go potty." "I don't want him to pee on me!" Jack exclaimed. Blair laughed, taking Mickey from Jack. "We should probably get Mickey settled in, then we can show you what to do when you take him out," she suggested, so that Jack would understand. "Yep," John said when Blair stated she would show the boys how to take the puppy out to potty. "And I got some supplies for him in the car... puppy toys, a dog bed, food, a bowl, everything he's going to need." "I want him to sleep with me," Sammy said in a sad little voice. "He's too small... you might roll over and squish him," John said to Sammy. "Besides, Dorian would have a fit if we let him get on the furniture." "I hope he doesn't pee on Aunt Dorian!" Jack then exclaimed. Blair laughed, picturing Dorian's reaction if that should happen. Then, putting on a straight-face, she said, "Ohhh yeah, your Aunt Dorian would not like that at all." "Okay, come on, boys," she said, holding the puppy and leading Jack and Sam outdoors. "Since Mickey is still a pup you'll have to watch him at all times when you take him out as he might try to wander into the street or something and that's not good. He's just a baby," Blair reminded. Once outside she set the puppy down, keeping her eye on him incase he decided to go too far. The men of the family joined Blair outside when she took the puppy out to do his business. At first Mickey sniffed around the yard, then he lifted his little furry leg and peed all over Dorian's prize tulips. "Whoa!" Jack gasped when he saw what Mickey had done. "Don't anyone ever tell her!" John chuckled, then went to his car to get the puppy supplies. When he returned, he saw Sammy bent down on the grass, rolling around with Mickey. "Look, Mommy... he loves me too!" Sammy said happily as the puppy jumped on him. "Oh boy," Blair spoke. "Yeah, we need to work on keeping Mickey away from the tulips. "If Dorian catches him doing that, it's not gonna be pretty." Then she smiled, watching Sammy play with Mickey. John took the puppy's things into the house and got them all set up, then came back out to see both the boys now rolling around in the yard playing with Mickey. He walked over to Blair and took her into his embrace. "It's nice to see the boys having so much fun," he said as he held Blair close. "And it's great to see Jack smilling again." Blair smiled as she leaned back against John's chest. "Yeah, it really is," she admitted. "I know its been rough but I'm glad to see him at least starting to adjust. I just want everyone to be happy," she said. "Especially the kids...though I guess Starr's not a kid anymore, huh?" "Yeah, Starr's not a kid anymore. She's a young woman. And it's good to see her so happy with Schuy. He's a great guy... and Hope has been like the icing on the cake," John said as he placed a kiss upon Blair's lips. "I'm happy, too. There's something I've been meaning to ask you though... I just haven't been able to find the words." Blair smiled at her husband. "I am glad to see Starr happy, too... and glad that she has Hope back," she said, returning John's kiss. Then, hearing his words, she looked at him curiously. "What did you want to ask?" "It's about us... just you and me," John said as he wrapped his arms tight around Blair. "First of all, I was kind of thinking about you and I getting our own place. I know how you love your aunt... but this place can be a zoo at times, you, me, the kids, Dorian, Starr, Hope, Langston... and I think it's time we consider finding a place that's just perfect for us as a family. I'd like to go house-hunting." "And you know I love being a stepdad to your children. They bring so much joy to our lives..." John said, watching the boys play with the new puppy. "But I've been thinking... I want a little person to call me "dad." Would you consider adopting a child together, a little person to complete our family?" "That sounds fantastic; all of it," she said, kissing John. "Though convincing Jack and Sammy about a new house may be a little tough. We can give it a shot though." "If we do decide to adopt, I think we should get a girl to even the score out," she teased. "I was hoping you would say that!" John said as his smile widened. "I definitely want a little girl. You talk to the boys about getting a new house... and I will go contact the adoption agency about adopting a baby girl. Maybe they have someone who is close to giving birth soon to a baby girl. And as soon as the baby arrives here, we could become the baby's parents. That would give us some time to prepare the boys and get a room set up for our new daughter." John's grin widened, liking the sound of "our new daughter." "Yes, I think I can handle that," she said as she kissed John again softly. "I'm very much looking forward to this," she admitted. She thought would be nice having a new baby in the house once again. Sam had grown up so much these past few months. "I'm glad, Blair; I just can't wait to become a daddy. You talk to the boys, and I'll go make that call," John said, giving her a soft kiss on the lips. He then disappeared into the house to make that phone call. While he was on the phone, he also called the real estate office, asking about any possible houses on the market. Blair went over to the boys. "Hey, guys," she said. ":I wanted to talk to you for a minute. I got some news and I'm hoping that you might like it." Sammy looked up at his mother. "What is it, Mommy?" he asked. "Yeah, what could be more fun than a puppy?" wondered Jack. "Well, you know how you two keep insisting you need your own rooms and there isn't that kind of space in Aunt Dorian's house right now?" she asked the boys. It had mostly been Jack who was insisting that he needed his own room. "Yeah, I really need a room of my own, Mom," Jack stated. "Me too," said Sammy. "Are we moving?" John made his phone calls and got great news. He then went outside to see how Blair was progressing in her conversation with the boys. John came over to Blair and took her into his embrace again. "The real estate office says there are couple of houses just the right size for us, if we wanna take a look," he told her. "We'd like to move. How would you boys feel about that?" she asked after John spoke. "We could all go and check out the house that John was talking about. I bet it has a nice yard too for Mickey and you to play in." Sammy jumped up and down when he heard the news. "I wanna move!" he announced. "Yeah, that would be great," agreed Jack. "If I get my own room, can I have girls over?" John just smirked, waiting for Blair to handle that one. Blair choked out, "NO! ABSOLUTELY NO GIRLS ALLOWED!" Oh God, her son was growing up a lot faster than she had thought. It was one thing for him to be curious about girls but now he wanted them up in his room. Jack looked crushed. "But Mom... I like girls... I really really do," Jack spoke. "And there's this girl I like at school. Her name is Cyndi. She said I'm really mature for 12. If I bring her over and you meet her, do you think I could take her on a date?" "Jack, you are bit too young for dating," John spoke up. "But maybe if it's okay with your mom, we could take you and Cyndi to see a movie, but only if your mom and I get to chaperone." "Really?" Jack said with excitement. "Ohhh Mom, could I? Could I?" Blair didnt want her baby boy growing up so soon. If Jack was already growing up then that meant Sammy would be growing up faster than she could blink. "We'll see... maybe a Saturday or something," she suggested. When had Jack started crushing on girls? "Kewl," said Jack. "I can't wait." Then he said to Sammy, "Come on, Sam... Let's take Mickey inside and show him the upstairs." "Okay," Sammy said as he picked up Mickey and followed his big brother inside. Once they were alone, John gave Blair a squeeze. "I found us a baby girl," he said. "The baby is due anytime. They had another couple who was going to adopt the child... but they mysteriously died. Looks like we are going to be parents soon." Blair found that slightly morbid and couldn't help the chill that ran down her spine. How did two people just die mysteriously? Weird. But she focused her attention on John. "We didn't exactly prepare the boys for their new sister. Do you think they'll be okay with it?" "It's okay; we'll tell them all about the new baby tonight. And they also have a new baby over at their dad's house," John reminded. "I am sure everything will be fine. Do you still have any of Sammy's old baby things... or should we do some shopping? After all, this baby is going to be a little girl..." "And since the baby is due anytime, should we start thinking of some names?" John asked excitedly. "It's been awhile since I've had baby girl stuff in the house, so I think we may have to go and get some new items," Blair said. She didn't know how the boys felt about their new sister at Todd and Marty's. The boys never talked about it. "Okay, we'll talk to the boys tonight then... and we'll go shopping tomorrow morning when they are both at school. We'll get everything we need for the little one," John said with a smile. "And then we will go house hunting... just you and me." "Sounds absolutely perfect," Blair said, wrapping her arms around John and kissing him deeply. "I hope we find something we like though..." "The real estate lady said there are a couple of choices to chose from, so hopefuly something will catch our eye. Just so long as we don't have to live in Todd and Marty's backyard... now that would never be good," John said as he hugged Blair close. "Oh God, don't even joke about that," Blair said. "I'll take anything... anything at all before I'd ever do that. I'm sure that we will find something we like." John just smiled at Blair's reaction. "Don't worry, I am sure we can find something just perfect for us... and we won't even have to live in Todd's garden shed." Taking Blair's hand, he walked with her back into the house. ~*o*~ The next day, Blair and John dropped the boys off at school, then went to the mall to get some clothing and furniture for the new baby. "Why don't they have any black baby clothes?" John asked. Blair giggled as she was looking through a rack of baby clothes. "Babe, that's not likely, unless there is a Baby Goth store," she teased. She couldn't stop giggling though. Black Baby clothes. Then all of a sudden, her laughter stopped. "John, you could start your own line for babies and toddlers, a clothing line featuring black baby clothes." "Now you're teasing me," John smirked. "Really though, I don't think the baby would look all that cute in black. And we gotta think of a name for her. Got any ideas?" John picked an armload of baby girl clothes and infant items and added them to the cart. "No actually I'm not," Blair responded. "Because I just realized if you're asking that question there are probably a few others who want black baby clothes as well. Certain people have their own tastes and style - not everyone is into the cutsie baby stuff with ducks and frogs and cows and those sort of things, ya know." "Names," Blair said as she began to wrack her brain. "Traditional or non-traditional?" "I'm glad we are on the same page here," said John as Blair said that not all parents wanted cutsie things for their babies. He had been thinking of doing the baby's room in bright colors, not the traditional pastels. He was actually thinking of decorating the room in red and black. "How about Kassia?" he suggested for their new daughter's name. "Do you like it? Kassia McBain. It has a nice ring to it." "I like it," Blair agreed. "It sounds nice. It's not too common which is a good thing. I think it'll be perfect for our daughter." John smiled as he gazed at Blair. "Our daughter," he spoke. "I really like the sound of that." After they finished up with the baby shopping, they went to check out the houses from the real estate. The first place was a two-story house with five bedrooms and a full basement. There was even a big fenced-in back yard. As John and Blair looked around the house, John was really impressed. "What do you think?" he asked Blair. Blair thought that the house was fantastic. "Oh my gosh! This is house is amazing," she breathed as they had looked around it. "It could fit all of us." "Yeah, it could," John agreed. "And we could convert the basement into a playroom/family room. The place has so much potential. I say we tell the lady we want it. I'm sure the boys will fall in love with it, too." "Sounds good to me," Blair spoke with a grin. "I'm sure they will. They'll love the backyard for sure now that we have Mickey." "We have it all now, Blair... two great boys, a cute little dog, a house... and a baby girl on the way," John said as he took Blair's hand and walked back out to the car. "Everything's perfect. Nothing is going to ruin it now." That night over supper, Blair and John told the boys that they would soon be getting a new sister. Sammy looked at his mom, very confused. "But Mommy, you don't have a baby in your tummy," he observed. "Are you going to get my new sister at the pet store... just like the puppy?" Blair had to stiffle the laugh at the innocent question. "No, you're right, Sammy; Mommy doesn't have a baby inside of her tummy this time. And no, we're not getting your sister from the pet store. Sometimes there are babies who don't have a mommy or a daddy to love them," Blair explained. "So those babies are adopted by people who want to add a new baby to their family." She didn't know if Sammy could completely understand although she was doing her very best to explain. "Okay, so... when is the baby coming?" Sammy questioned. "Sometime very soon," John spoke up. "I don't like babies all that much," said Jack. "They just poop, puke, and cry." "Ewwwwwww," said Sammy. "I like babies though. Paloma is cute. She doesn't puke all that much... but sometimes she cries." Jack rolled his eyes. He didn't care too much about getting a new sister. He was more excited about girls and taking Cyndi to the movies. Blair tried not to laugh. "Babies do cry," she explained. "Because they can't talk and it's their way of letting the adults know if they're hungry, sad, or hurt." John was amused by this conversation. As far as he could see, the boys would do fine when their new sister got here. He had been right, the new baby would help make their family complete. "Jack, Sammy, we are going to really need your help over the next couple of weeks before your sister gets here... we are moving, and you both can help us pack," John suggested. "I'm a good packer," said Sammy. "See, I'm getting big muscles." Sam showed off his little biceps. Blair pretended to look shocked. "Oh my goodness, what big muscles you have, Sammy! Yes, you will definitely be a good packer with those," she exclaimed, glad the boys were okay with the move and a new sister. ~*Todd and Marty*~ Todd had survived caring for Paloma while Marty had been hospitalized. After she got out, Todd came to get her and then helped her get settled in with the baby. At first Todd had insisted he go, but then he realized Marty still needed him as she was yet recovering from surgery. As Marty continued getting better, Todd was always nearby, but things were strained between them. He helped her with the baby, but other than that, he spent most of his time at work. The days went by, then weeks and months, and Todd continued to sleep on the couch. He wanted and needed Marty, but he felt he wasn't good enough for her. He felt he had let her down. But now he couldn't even think of leaving, because she and Paloma meant everything to him. He had even called, asking his lawyer to make arrangements so the boys could start coming over for visits. Jack was indifferent to his little sister, but Sammy was absolutely fascinated and couldn't wait for Paloma to get bigger so she could play with him. Once the boys were back in his life, Todd felt that at least one thing in his life was back to normal. He and Marty hadn't really talked about what happened that night when Paloma had been born, but mostly it was because Todd refused to discuss the issue. Now, Marty was completely recovered and as beautiful as ever, and Todd wanted her so much he could barely think straight. Being in her presense was was like torture for him, because all he wanted was to take her in his arms and make passionate love to her. Todd and Marty Ch. 08 It had now been five months since Paloma's birth and her hair had come in strawberry blonde. Like her parents she had beautiful blue eyes. "Hi Princess," Todd said when he came downstairs and saw Paloma in her high chair as Marty was about to give her some breakfast. He ruffled Paloma's hair, then reached for his morning coffee. "Did you sleep alright?" Marty asked. She didn't think it was fair for him to have to sleep on the couch, but that's what Todd had chosen to do. She didn't really understand, but she couldn't say anything that would change his mind. She was just glad that was here to help with Paloma and she liked watching the two of them together. She fixed Paloma some breakfast and was getting ready to feed it to her. Todd sat down at the table, coffee in hand. He took a sip as he watched Marty mix up some baby cereal and pureed fruit for little Paloma. Paloma started waving her hands happily, knowing it was now time to eat. Todd then looked over at Marty when she asked how he had slept the night before. "Ohhh I slept just wonderfully, Marty," he said with cheerful sarcasm. "And how did you sleep, I wonder... in my bed?" Marty started to feed Paloma a spoonful, and turned her head to look at Todd. "I didn't ask for this," she pointed out. "But don't worry Paloma and I will be gone by lunch time," The way Todd was acting, you would think she had just showed up on his doorstep wanting a place to stay or something. Todd watched as Marty gave Paloma spoonfuls of the baby gruel. Paloma made gurgling noises as she enjoyed her breakfast. "And just where do you think you are going with my daughter?" Todd asked, a muscle twitching in his jaw. "You're not leaving, Marty... and neither is Paloma. I gave you a chance to end things five months ago. It seems you decided then and there to put up with me AS IS. The man you see before you now... is the REAL Todd Manning in the flesh and blood. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Do you accept me, faults and all?" Marty glared at him. "Well, clearly I was under the impression you actually wanted to be around your daughter, but I'm not staying somewhere I'm not welcome, Todd. I never said you couldn't still see Paloma if I moved out. I don't know what to think about you anymore." Todd set his coffee cup aside. He then stood up and began washing Paloma's face with a washcloth considering she had just finished up with her breakfast. "Time for your morning nap, Princess," Todd said to his daughter. He then turned to Marty and said, "Hold that thought..." Todd left the kitchen, Paloma in his arms. He took her upstairs for her nap, then returned to the kitchen where Marty was cleaning up from breakfast. "The house is in your name, Marty... or have you forgotten? If anyone leaves, it's going to be me. I want my daughter to have a home where she feels secure," Todd said as he approached her. "What do you mean ::: you don't know what to think about me anymore? Didn't you know you were getting involved with Todd Manning? The ex-fed, the ex-rapist, the monster? Need I go on? You more than anyone should have known what you were getting yourself into, Marty, when you agreed to have a relationship with me," Todd said as he tried with all his power not to raise his voice, but he was having trouble keeping it contained. "I made a promise I would try to change and become a better man when we got together. You know that I did everything humanly possible to do that... but on the night you had Paloma, all hell broke loose. John Mc Bain had to pistol whip me!" Todd reminded. "All I wanted was to be a good dad to a Paloma and a good man for you... I thought I had so much courage... but maybe I don't. Maybe everyone was right about me all along." Todd then looked away, unable to stop the waves of pain which had been blinding him for so many years. Marty wiped the table and then washed her hands while listening to Todd. When he stopped speaking, she looked at him, her arms crossed over her chest. "So basically just because John McBain decided he knew best, you aren't even going to bother trying anymore? So that's it, John's right; everyone's right, but the only thing left now is what? We live like two strangers who have a kid together? I never asked you to put the house in my name, did I? " Todd shook his head. "No, you never asked me, but I knew it was the right thing to do. I wanted only the best for you and our daughter. Although you probably don't believe me, I love you, Marty. I always have... and I always will." "Is it worth it for me to continue trying now? How can I believe in myself, if and when you stop believing in me?" Todd asked Marty. "It's YOUR opinion I care about... not anyone else's. So what's your opinion of me? Do you truly think it's worth the effort?" "Because if it's not, I'm tired of living a lie. I haven't done a single bad thing since that night, have I? I haven't kidnapped, raped, or beaten up anyone, have I? I go to work, I come home, I sleep on the lumpy couch... Whatta fuckin life..." Todd said in disgust. "And to tell you the truth... I'm damn sick of living it. I am ready for something different." He then took in the sight of Marty in that nightgown of hers and he couldn't help but gaze at her longingly. It clung to her curves in which he longed to caress. He ran a hand through his hair in a swipe, needing to put as much distance from himself and Marty as possible as he couldn't help but be swept away by desire. "Todd, I never said I didn't believe you in anymore. You just took off that night after I was taken to the hospital. Marty said. "Do you know how much it hurt to read your note? Like I was just not that important to you, but hey 'you can have my house since you had my kid,' that's what it felt like. I never said things would be easy and I never assumed they would be, but I thought if you really wanted to do this, if you wanted to do it right, you would at least try despite the struggle it was and despite what anyone else says." Todd looked into Marty's blue eyes and said softly, "I never meant to hurt you, Marty. What should have been the happiest night of our lives, the birth of our daughter, turned into a nightmare... and after what happened with John, I thought it was all my fault. I hope you don't hate me, but I DO NOT feel remorse for throwing him up against the wall that night." "The only thing I felt remorse about was that I thought I had hurt you. I couldn't take that. I never want to disappoint you," he stated as he stepped across the kitchen and stood face to face with her. "I love you, Marty... do you believe that?" "I know you and I don't expect you would behave any differently than you did, but I just didn't want you to stoop to his level is all," she said. "I do believe it, because I love you, too," she said honestly. "But I want to do what makes you happy." "Happy?" Todd said softly. "You, Marty... you make me happy. You're all I ever wanted. And we have that beautiful little girl upstairs. How could a man be happier? The only thing that would make me even more happy... is to have you back in my arms again..." "You haven't been acting like it, so it was hard for me to tell," Marty spoke softly. "I've missed you though, Todd ... a lot." Todd's eyes went very dark blue with desire. "Just how much did you miss me, Marty... tell me," he coaxed, taking a step closer, though he still wasn't touching her yet. The heat was there, the chemistry and it was tugging them closer. They were so close now, Todd could feel her breath up on his skin. "A lot," she whispered breathlessly. "I thought I was alone and I just...I just wished you would come back and say that you had changed your mind and that you didn't want to be away from me." "I didn't want to leave you, Marty... I thought I had to, cause I wasn't good enough for you; that I would only end up hurting you... just like I always do," he said softly as he reached out, tenderly caressing her cheek. "I still want you, so much... do you want me too?" "Yes, I still want you," she said as she looked at him longingly. "I never stopped, Todd... never." She looked into his eyes wondering if he felt the same way. As Marty was searching Todd's eyes, his fingers continued to caress along her jaw line. He traced her lower lip with his thumb, then lowered his mouth to hers. Softly, he brushed his lips against hers. Then with a heavy groan, he unleashed upon her all the passion he had been holding back these past five months. He locked his arms around her, pressing her against him as he kissed her with growing hunger. Marty kissed him back passionately as she wrapped her arms around him wanting more and more of him as their kiss continued. It felt so good to be kissing him after so long. It was almost as though she had forgotten what it felt like and how intense it could be as she lost herself in that kiss. As they kissed, Todd pulled Marty in closer, and then in one fluid motion, he lifted her up in his arms. He carried her upstairs and into the bedroom, placing her down gently on the bed. Standing over her, he gazed at her, desire flaming in his eyes. Without a word, he pulled her nightgown up and over her body. "I love your nightgown," Todd whispered. "But I like it even better OFF you..." Marty smirked at Todd's words. "Oh yeah?" she said as she looked up while lying on the bed. "I think you're a bit too far away," she said as she wanted him closer so she could feel him against her body. "Is this where you want me? Here? On top of you?" Todd asked in a sexy voice after lowering himself atop Marty. Then he slid down her body, taking in the sight of her sexiness clad in only a black lacy bra and matching panties. With hot kisses, Todd started kissing her tummy. Marty let out a moan of pleasure feeling Todd's kisses. "Yes. that is definitely where I want you," she breathed, letting out a gasp feeling his mouth on her stomach. Her fingers became tangled in his hair. Todd kissed his way up Marty's body, his breath hot as he kissed her breasts through her bra, taking in the scent that was distinctly Marty. He licked softly at a nipple thru the material of her bra, then gave it a tiny little bite. He then grabbed it in his mouth, nibbling and sucking. "Oh God yes!" Marty gasped loving the sensation of Todd's teeth against her nipple. She began tugging at the ends of his hair. Todd didn't waste any time and she liked that. She just wanted to be with him; it felt so good. "Yes! More." Todd liked the sounds Marty was making in the back of her throat as he toyed with her hardened nipple through the wet fabric of her bra. He stood up then, taking off his clothing piece by piece and tossing it all aside. After he was naked and thrillingly aroused, he rejoined Marty back on the bed. He rolled her over slightly, unhooking her bra. It fell away, and Todd sucked in his breath. He wanted her so damn much, he couldn't even think straight. Rolling her back over on her back, he took a breast into his hand drawing practically the entire globe into his mouth. She arched her body right up off the bed as she felt him take her breast into his mouth, marvelling at the fact that it practically fit right into his mouth. She could feel his tongue caressing her hardened nipple. "Oh God yes!" she cried out. She wanted this for so long now and it was finally happening. Marty tangled herself in Todd. Todd sucked and teased Marty's breast with his lips and tongue. He then moved to the other breast, feasting on it, too. He pulled her against him, letting her feel how hard he was as he pressed his thick cock against the smooth flesh of her inner thigh. He ran a caress down her side, toward her lower body. With a fingertip he traced the outer edge of her panties where the lacy fabric met the silken flesh of her inner thigh. "Don't tease," she begged softly as she tried to press herself against his hand when she felt his fingertips near her thigh. She let out a soft moan, tilting her head back. Todd's breathing sped up as he slowly inched Marty's panties down and tossed them across the room. His lips caressed her skin, sliding across her breasts, over her tummy, kissing his way down toward his prize. He opened her legs, licking her inner thighs. His tongue trailed up her thigh, brushing against her most sensitive place. Softly, the tip of his tongue sought out her honey. She let out a moan as her body reacted to his, she couldn't get enough already. "Mmmm," she moaned as she was overcome with desire for him. Todd's fingers that played upon her breasts slid down toward her warm wet treasure where his tongue tasted and teased. He left no part of her untouched or unexplored as she grew wetter and more aroused. He then nibbled her inner thigh and looked up at her with smokey blue eyes, meeting her gaze. Looking down at Todd, Marty's eyes were dark-blue and smoky with passion. "I didn't think we'd ever be this close again," she spoke softly as she brushed her hand gently across his cheek. "I've dreamed about it." "I thought you'd never want me back," Todd spoke as he kissed his way slowly back up her body. He then brushed his lips against hers so softly. He then buried his head in her neck, the raw emotion overcoming him. Marty ran her fingers through his hair as she held onto him. "I've always wanted you; I;ve missed you," she said softly. She showered him with tiny kisses wherever she could reach from her position as she locked her arms around him tightly. "Marty, I'm not going to waste a single minute with you, now that I have you back," Todd promised as he raised his head and looked into her eyes. "I love you..." He brushed his lips against hers again. "I missed you too," he admitted. "More than you know." "I want to be inside you now..." he said in a husky voice. "I just can't wait another minute." He aligned their bodies until his tip was pressed to her entrance and as their eyes locked, he very slowly began to enter her heat. Marty had no arguments as she wanted him just as badly and she didn't want to wait. As she felt him start to enter her, she kissed his neck softly slipping her arms around him. She forgot to breathe as she felt Todd sliding himself inside her. "Mmmmm Marty... ohhh God... you feel so good..." Todd groaned, feeling how hot and wet her silken walls were surrounding his cock. He throbbed inside her as he came to rest as deeply as he possibly could, but he didn't move. He just looked into Marty's blue eyes, thinking how amazing it was to have this woman in his arms after everything they had been through. His muscles flexed and he wanted to thrust into Marty hard and deep but he waited, wanting to prolong the pleasure for both of them. "Marty, does this feel good?" he asked in a sexy voice. "Tell me what you want me to do... say the words," Todd prompted. "Ohhh Todd, it does; it feels so good," she responded, raising her his as though to get him deeper inside. "I want you, Todd. I want you to fuck me so badly. Please! PLEASE." Marty was practically begging as she needed to feel him moving, giving pleasure to both of them. Todd felt Marty arching up toward him to take his thick cock deeper inside. As she began begging him, Todd couldn't take it anymore. Those naughty words falling from Marty's lips was his undoing. He went absolutely wild, thrusting hard and fast into her again and again. His blue eyes held to hers as he began to flex his hips faster and faster. "Is this what you wanted, Marty? Me? Fucking you hard?" Todd asked, reaching between their bodies to stimulate her clit with skillful fingertips. "God... YESSS," she moaned. "Just like that." With his every downward thrust, she moved her hips to meet him. "Hard and fast," she breathed. Feeling Todd's fingertips stimulate her clit, she let out a purr of passion. Her body was responding to his so easily as though no one else had the power to bring her to to such passion. With every wild thrust, Marty's body arched up to meet Todd's. He made a sound of strangled passion, feeling how her wet silk encased the throbbing steel of his cock. Her words and the sounds of intense pleasure coming from deep in her throat made Todd unleash the demon which lurked inside of him. He was soon pounding into her faster and harder, making love to her with so much intensity that he felt as though his head were about to explode. At that moment it was just him and Marty, and the rest of the world no longer existed. He pinched her clit as his cock penetrated her with blinding speed. She could feel her climax coming and let out a cry of passion. "I'm almost there!" she called out. She was so close...YES! It felt so good to her and she was loving it." The faster he moved the more pleasure she received. When Todd heard Marty call out that her climax was near, he did not slow down his movements within her. "That's it, Marty... cum all over my cock," Todd groaned, giving her clit another pinch. It had been so long that Todd too was close to reaching ecstasy. Marty cried out in pleasure as she did cum, spilling her juices all over his cock. Her body compeletely arched up off the bed as she pressed herself up to Todd. Marty's screams of ecstasy echoed in Todd's ears as her pussy muscles clenched so hard on his cock. Todd exploded inside her in that moment, filling her with jets of his cum. He shuddered as he spilled all of himself inside of her. He then practically collapsed atop her, his lips pressed against her neck. After a few ragged breaths, he pulled back, gazing into her eyes. With soft fingertips, he caressed her cheek. "You're a beautiful and amazing woman, Marty Saybrooke," he said to her in a whisper. "I love you... I love you so much..." She smiled, kissing his hand softly. "I love you too, Todd Manning," she told him. She rested her forehead against his as she was feeling exhausted, but in a good way. This was the way she and Todd should have been connecting since their daughter's birth, and now that she had back again, she couldn't have been happier. Looking into her eyes, Todd whispered, "I love those words from you." He gave her one last tender kiss, then withdrew from her snug depths. He then rolled over, lying next to her. He cuddled her close, caressing her long hair. "You feel so good in my arms, Marty... now that you're back in them, I'm not going to let you go," he warned her as he held her against his strong chest. "I don't plan on going anywhere and you had better not let me go either," she said as she lay content in his embrace. It felt so good to be laying next to Todd and cuddling with him. She kissed him softly. Todd closed his eyes, enjoying the moment and Marty's soft lips on his. "I could stay here like this with you forever," he said in a whisper after his eyes opened and he looked deep into her eyes. "I'd never go to work... my sister would wonder what happened to me..." A smile curled his lips. "The only way I'm going to let you go now will be the day that I die," he promised Marty, pulling her against him in a tight hug. He sighed contentedly, her naked skin feeling good against his. She rested her cheek against his warm chest and giggled softly. "Yeah, I'm sure Vicki would wonder what on earth happened to you," she said. "Mmmm, I very much like the sound of that... the two us, together forever..." "Planning on keeping me captive here, Marty... in our bedroom?" Todd chuckled. Then he stiffened, hearing the distinct sound of a baby's cry. "I think our daughter's calling," he said, as he stood up and pulled on a pair of pants. "You stay here and get that sexy nightgown back on. I'll go get her." He headed down the hallway toward Paloma's bedroom. Right away when he walked into the room, he noticed the air was unusually cold. "Paloma?" he said softly, walking toward the crib. Paloma lay in the middle of the crib, fussing slightly, all her blankets kicked off. Todd and Marty Ch. 08 Todd touched her little cheek to soothe her. He then noticed a note against the railing of the crib. The message read: Hello Todd, Keep a watchful eye on your girls. I am. There was nothing further, but Todd's face went white. He swept Paloma in his arms, then walked to the window which was slightly ajar. He pushed the window closed, locking it. Holding the baby close, he entered the bedroom. "Marty," he said as he placed their daughter into her arms. "We need to talk." He knew this wouldn't be easy... considering the memories this particular conversation was going to evoke. Marty sat up in the bed, the sheets wrapped around her body as she carefully lay Paloma down in the bed next to her. "What is it, Todd? What's wrong?" she asked worriedly as she reached for her robe. She leaned over, grabbing the robe from the floor then pulled it on her body. "Is Paloma sick?" Todd took a seat in the white lounge chair situated near the end of their bed. He glanced over at Paloma when Marty asked if their baby girl was getting sick. "No, she's fine," Todd said softly. "But I found a note in her crib... A theatening note." Todd took the crumpled note from his hand, smoothed out the edges where he had been clutching it in his fist, and handed it to Marty. Their eyes met and he took in her reaction after she finished reading it. "It's from Powell," Todd told her, hating that name upon his lips. Todd and Marty Marty was sitting with him and looked at him as she listened to him speak. She would never, ever forget what had happened. "I came because I had something to tell you," she said quietly. "No, Todd, I don't understand how you could do that to me; I really don't," she said. "How do you think I would react? I mean if you had cared about me so much then why would you rape me? I felt so hurt when I found out you were one of the rapists that night. I couldn't even process that thought." "I'm so sorry, Marty, although I know sorry isn't enough. I loved you, and you had rejected me.... and that night I was out of my freaking mind on drugs... It's no excuse, I know it's not... but that's why... I ask myself over and over again, why?" Todd said as he bitterly tried to come to terms with it himself. "It never should have happened... and if I could take it back I would. My God, after that psycho woman Margaret kidnapped me and forced me to have sex with her so she could have my child, I knew then exactly what you went thru. Marty, will you ever forgive me for that night? What do I have to do to make you forgive me?" "Is there anything at all I can do to make it right between us, Marty? That's what I really want, to make it right. I never meant to hurt you, I swear on my life, I never meant it," Todd said, staring into Marty's eyes. "Marty, why did you come here? What is it you have have to tell me?" Todd asked. "I don't know, Todd," Marty said honestly. "It's the kind of thing that just won't go away." She looked away briefly when he asked why she came. "I came because..." she sighed softly as she finally looked at him. "Because I'm pregnant, Todd... It's yours," she said quietly. She didn't know what to do, because she could never give up this baby --- but would she have to do this alone? Could she trust Todd after everything? "I said I would do anything for you, Marty.... ANYTHING, and I meant it..." Todd insisted, looking into her eyes and pouring his heart out to her. "I swear to you, I want to be different man for you... a man you can be proud of." Suddenly then she announced she was pregnant... and it was his baby. Of course it was his. He knew Marty hadn't been with anyone else. Todd felt as though the floor had just exploded, smacking him in the face. A baby... Marty was carrying his baby? "You're pregnant?" Todd gasped. "Marty, please... I know that the circumstances of which we were together were not what you wanted... I know everything you said after you regained your memory... but please, don't hurt our baby... Marty, you can't make our baby pay for my sins." "I could never do that to an innocent child, Todd," Marty said softly. "But honestly, your own track record with your kids isn't a glowing achievement. I just worry," she said quietly. "Can you really change? Hmm... I suppose you can, I mean since Blair let you take the boys... for how long anyway?" she asked. "I'm guessing she canceled that restraining order." Marty was completely unaware that Todd's behaviour hadn't changed fully yet. What could Todd do? He had just promised Marty he would change. He couldn't lie to her now. He wanted her to trust him, so he did the only thing he could. For the first time in his life, Todd Manning told the truth. "Blair wouldn't let me see my boys, but I missed them so much. I just wanted some time with them, Marty. They're my boys, too," Todd tried to explain. "So, when she was busy with John, I snuck in and I took the boys. But, it's going to be okay, I left a note, she knows the boys are with me." "I know I shouldn't have took Jack and Sammy, not when Blair had the restraining order against me... but Marty, I love those boys...and they love me, too..." Todd spoke. "I don't want to lose them. And I don't want to lose you either. I want to make a life with you, you and our child. Would you consider that, Marty... a life with me?" "Oh God!" Blair said she tried to calm down; she knew John had it under control. He was an ex-cop so he could handle this.... it would be okay. She had started pacing the length of the floor when her cell phone rang. She left the boys' room, running into the master bedroom to answer it. "Todd, you son of a bitch!" she said, thinking it was him. "I'm sorry, M'am.... I was looking for Miss Blair Cramer?" said a female voice on the other end. "This is she. Who is this?" Blair demanded. "I'm a nurse from Llanview Hospital. Your daughter was brought in just now." "Oh my God! Why?! Is Starr okay?" she demanded, not even listening to what the nurse was saying. Meanwhile while Blair was on the cell phone, John was on the phone with Bo, explaining what had happened to the boys and the note he had found from Todd. Bo promised he would send a couple of cops over to investigate. Dorian was listening to both John and Blair's conversations at once. She looked like she was about to lose her mind. After John hung up the phone, Dorian once again started flipping out. "John, I think something has happened to Starr... what if -- what if Todd has kidnapped her too?" After Blair completed her cell phone conversation, John wrapped an arm around her. "Baby, what is it?" he asked, seeing Blair's sorrowed expression. Blair hung up the phone, appearing listless. "St--Starr. Hospital," she said numbly.. Her daughter, who was like her best friend, was in the hospital. She had thought Starr had gone to Buenos Dias with her adopted cousin and when Langston had come home right before she had put the boys to bed Blair had assumed Starr too had gone upstairs to bed. Why hadn't she checked? "We have to...oh God...the boys....Starr...I...what am I going to do?" How could she possibly be in two places at once? John held Blair close, trying to comfort her as she told him about Starr. "We'll go to the hospital. Dorian will be here when the police come to investigate," John said, taking Blair's hand as he lead her down the stairs. Blair was so upset that John had to practically carry her to the car. It was then he realized that he and Blair had been up nearly all night. He prayed all the way to the hospital that Starr would be alright. Blair's kids felt like his own. He cursed Todd Manning under his breath as they finally arrived at Llanview Hospital. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 01 Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. In a later chapter, there will be a graphic description of nonconsensual sex, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. I hope you enjoy my story... * Todd had been accepted into Llanview University on a football scholarship. Football was something he understood. He was damn good at it. He didn't care much for academics, but his controlling father had insisted he go to college and get an education. Basically, he was just there for the ride. He loved to party. He had a couple of roommates in the dorm. Zach Rosen was a tough guy and a druggie.... and Powell Lord III was a tall spineless nerd. Todd met Jason, a frat brother at a party and decided he wanted to join the KAD fraternity. But he had to be accepted into the fraternity first. For Rush, Todd and his friends were told to go to a popular bar in Llanview and to return with the bra of Marty Saybrooke, also known as Marty the Party Girl. Todd had seen Marty a time or two at some of the college parties he attended. He knew who she was, but she was always on the arm of some guy, so he hadn't really had the opportunity to get to know her. There was something about her though. She was probably the most beautiful woman Todd had ever seen. He was attracted to her, but kept his distance, mainly because he wasn't sure how to approach her. All of his relationships had been one night stands up to that point in his life... and that's exactly the way Todd liked it. No ties, no strings attached. He didn't want to feel anything for anyone... and he didn't much like what he did feel whenever Miss Marty Saybrooke was around. He told himself she was nothing but a drunk and a floozy... and that he would get what he needed from her for Rush... and that would be it, end of story. Todd had a bag of cocaine in his pocket for fun that night as he and his roommates arrived at Rodi's. When he arrived at the bar with Zach and Powell, he saw Marty sitting at the bar, having some drinks. "Imagine that," he thought to himself as he zeroed in on her. With his friends, he took a seat at a table nearby, just watching her. Man, that girl could certainly drink. She was so small, Todd wondered where she put it all away. He didn't know much about her... but there was no doubt the girl was a lush. "Hey, Todd," Zach spoke up. "So, when are you gonna get Marty's bra?" "Relax," Todd insisted. "Marty the Party Girl will give me her bra before this night is over... trust me." Marty Saybrooke was probably on her fifth or sixth drink. She had lost count as she downed another shot of something or another. "WOO!" she yelled giggling. She jumped up onto one of the tables and started dancing. Her curly blond hair swung as she danced, shaking it on the table of Rodi's. College life was a lot more fun than people made it out to be. They complained about getting bad grades, but really she didn't see what was so hard about it. She got perfect grades and still had the time to PAR-TAY Like A Rockstar. His eyes riveted on Marty and her sexy little dance, Todd got up from the table and strutted over toward the bar. "I'll take a beer," he said to the bartender. When the bartender came back with a cold one, Todd turned, his eyes on Marty as he started chugging the beer. Why does she always have to dress like a little slut? he thought to himself as he watched her body swaying to the music. His eyes were glued to her chest, making out the shape of her small but perky breasts through her light-colored blouse. The material was sheer and Todd could see the shape of her nipples through the nearly non-existent fabric. At that point, he wasn't even sure if she did have on a bra. One thing he was certain of however, by the end of the night, one way or another, he was going to find out if Miss Marty the Party Girl had worn a bra. Marty knew guys were watching her. She didn't mind at all as she continued to dance. She was more interested in finding a guy to take home tonight. She had that big ole house and wouldn't mind the company in her bed. She didn't care who it was as long as they were good in bed; that's pretty much all that mattered. As Todd watched Marty, he became more and more entranced with her. Damn, she's so fuckin beautiful, he thought to himself while he was chugging down the rest of that beer. Turning once again to the bar, he ordered another beer, then asked for a round for his friends at their table. "Sure thing," said the bartender as he went to take cold ones over to Zach and Powell at the table Todd had recently vacated. Suddenly a fight broke out in the bar and sure enough, Marty in her drunken state got right in the middle of it as she was doing her seductive little dance. Putting his beer down on the table, Todd went to Marty, pushing her aside so she wouldn't be hurt by the swinging blows of the brawlers. She almost lost her balance, but he caught her in his arms. "Hey there, you alright?" he asked, looking into the dazzling blue eyes of hers. "You aren't hurt, are you?" While Todd spoke to Marty, Hank Gannon had come into Rodi's and began kicking the hooligans out the door. The chaos quieted and soon only the sound of the loud rock music could be heard in the background. Marty looked at the guy holding her as she giggled. "I am fine!" she said in her drunken state. He was kind of cute. Hmmm...not bad; maybe he'd spend the night with her. Who was he though? She didn't think she'd seen him before. She glanced around. "What happened to the party? I was having a good time." Todd grinned at her words. "I think it's always a party when you're around, Marty," he said with a smirk. "Everyone could see you were having your own little party with that hot, sexy dance of yours..." Still holding her so she wouldn't lose her balance again, Todd carefully propped her up against a wall as he stood in close proximity of her. "Would you consider partying with me?" he asked her in a husky voice. His eyes were locked on those luscious lips of hers, wondering what it would be like to kiss her. "Supply the booze and I will definitely supply the rest and party with you," she giggled. "Lots and lots of booze," she said. "All kinds, okay?" Todd couldn't help but laugh. She reeked of booze already. That didn't deter him however from still longing to kiss her. "Okay," he promised as he guided her over to the table where he had been sitting with Zach and Powell. "Hey guys, meet Marty," said Todd as he took his seat and pulled Marty down onto his lap. He marvelled at how she weighed next to nothing when seated on his knee as he wrapped his big hands around her tiny waist to hold her steady. He handed her his beer so she could have a drink. "Hello Marty," Powell said graciously. Zach just nodded, watching Todd with Marty and feeling a bit jealous. Why was it Todd always got all the women? "Marty, these are my friends... Zach Rosen and Powell Lord III. We are all three gonna join the KAD fraternity. But we need a little something before we can get in," said Todd with a smirk. Running his eyes down Marty's luscious body, Todd once again wondered if she had a bra on under that dinky little top of hers. Marty accepted the drink, taking a long drink of the beer and swallowing as she listened to the guy talking. She looked at him. "Sure, what do you need?" she asked, as she went back to working on her beer. How hard could it be to get into a Fraternity anyway? The grin widened on Todd's face as he eyed Marty's perfect breasts from within her top. "To tell you the truth, we need your bra," he said as he reached for the beer she held and chugged down the last drink. He set the bottle aside as his buddies began laughing. All three of the guys then went quiet, waiting anxiously for Marty's reply. Marty laughed, "Is that all?" She reached underneath her top and unhooked her bra, pulling it away from her body and out from beneath her shirt. Carelessly, she draped it over Todd's head. "Might not be your size though," she said honestly. Still holding Marty on his lap with one arm wrapped around her waist, Todd reached for her bra as she draped it across his broad shoulders. A handsome smirk came to his face. "Awww thanks," he said as he pressed her bra cup against his cheek. It was still warm from her body, and he felt his cock harden in his pants when he thought of the thin fabric of it pressing against those beautiful breasts of hers. "I'll be forever in your debt, Miss Saybrooke," he said as he held her bra up like a trophy and then handed it to Zach and Powell. "Whatever will I do to repay you?" he asked with a sexy grin as he turned her slightly so he could gaze into those beautiful blue eyes of hers. Marty grinned at Todd. "How about you come home with me?" she asked. "I think we could have some fun together...what do you think? Do you want to have some fun with me?" Looking into those sparkling sapphire eyes of hers, Todd tenderly brushed some stray tendrils of curly long blond hair away from her beautiful face. "You want me to come home with you?" he asked softly, a look of surprise coming to his face. He had never bargained for this; when he had come to Rodi's tonight he had only been on a mission to get her bra. But now that she had asked, how could he refuse? She had to be the most beautiful woman on campus and the one he had secretly had his eye on ever since the first moment he had seen her. He didn't even care if she had slept with a lot of other guys... that only made it better. At least she would never expect him to care or to share more than just a night in bed. "Sure, I'd love to go to your place," Todd agreed, running a soft caress over her stomach as he held her gaze. "Just a sec, okay? I gotta say goodbye to my friends." Gently he set Marty on her feet and then stood. He approached Zach and Powell with a triumphant grin on his face. "Guys, I'm going home with Marty. Deliver the bra to Jason, okay? Tell him I couldn't make it, but give him this to smooth things over," Todd said as he handed Zach the packet of cocaine he had been carrying in his pocket. "And don't wait up for me, alright?" "You sly dog," Powell said with a laugh. Zach took the cocaine and pocketed it, but he didn't smile. Todd returned to Marty's side and took her small hand into his. "Let's go," he said as he led her from the bar and out to the parking lot. As they climbed into his car, Todd said, "So, where do you live?" He started the vehicle and waited for her directions. Marty walked out of Rodi's with Todd and you could hear several guy's hearts being crushed. Everyone always wanted to be the one to leave with her. She climbed into the passenger seat of his car and put on her seatbelt and then gave him directions to her place. Todd had a grin on his face as he drove to the large home Marty shared with her roommate Megan. The house was so huge it could have been a Frat house. "Wow, huge place," he said as he helped her from the car. He took her arm and led her up to the house as she was still rather drunk and stumbling a bit as she walked. "You live here alone?" he asked her. Marty drunkenly fumbled for her keys. "Nope, Megan lives with me, but it's okay.... our rooms are like THIS far apart," she said, holding her arms wide and nearly falling over. "So we won't bother her." Marty managed to get her keys out of her purse, but getting the key into the keyhole was a whole other problem. Todd smirked at her description of the length between her bedroom and Megan's. "Here, let me help," said Todd as he took the keys from her. In less than a second, he got the door open. He grasped Marty's arm and helped her step inside the foyer. "Great place you have here, Marty," Todd said as he took in all the fancy furnishings. "Lucky you, I gotta stay in the dorms.... But not for long, cause after tonight and thanks to your bra, Powell, Zach, and I are moving into the KAD Frat house...." "Which brings me to a little favor I gotta ask of you, Marty..." Todd began as he gazed at the beautiful woman standing there before him. Marty looked at him. "What is it?" she asked, after shutting the door behind them. She dropped her keys haphazardly into the dish by the door. "I hope you don't want my skirt, too," she said with a smirk. "Because really I don't think my wardrobe would look good on you." Todd laughed loudly at that. "No, Marty, I don't want your skirt. But I do want that brilliant mind of yours...." Todd explained. "I hear that partying isn't your only talent. And I'm having trouble in calculus. To tell you the truth, I'm flunking... and if I don't get my grade up by midterm, my dad is gonna have my head on a platter. If I don't pass the next exam, I'm going to be ineligible for football, and that's all I really care about. I'm the star player." "So, would you tutor me and help me pass the next exam?" Todd asked, knowing he was walking on dangerous ground in asking for her help. If he slept with Marty tonight, meeting up with her later down the road to study was only gonna make him want to come back for more. At this point he didn't care; he would worry about all that later. "Is that all?" Marty asked surprised. "That's no problem." "Sure, I can do that," she said and then took his hand sort of stumbling with him up the winding staircase to her room. When they got to her room, she pushed the door open. Todd actually felt relieved when Marty agreed to tutor him in calculus. It was probably because his dad had always called him stupid and lots of other horrible names. He didn't really feel stupid, but every time he bombed a test, he remembered all the awful things his dad had always said about him. He followed Marty up the tall, winding staircase to the second floor as she tugged on his hand. They stepped into a room together... a very feminine room with a soft comforter on the bed covered in tiny flowers. There was a vanity across from the bed with a huge mirror and a silver vanity set. A smile came to Todd's lips when he thought this room was definitely "Marty." "Your bedroom?" he asked as he walked in and stood in the center of the room. Looking at Marty, he was struck by her beauty and for some reason he began wishing she wasn't quite so drunk. He wanted her to remember this night.... Forever. Marty nodded. "Yup, my bedroom," she said. It suited her nicely and it was one of her favorite places to be. She loved it. She sat down on her bed. "Care to join me?" she asked. For some reason Todd found himself feeling a little bit nervous. This had never happened before, not with any woman. He had only had one beer and part of another, and he suddenly wished he had consumed more alcohol. He usually had three or four joints before now as well, and without any drugs or alcohol, he was able to think with absolute clarity. He wanted that fog to take it all away, because this beautiful woman made him feel things he had never allowed himself to feel for anyone else before. And then he experienced that nagging feeling again, that he wished she wasn't quite so drunk. He wanted her to remember everything about tonight. And now there was only one way he could do that. He would have to burn it all into her memory... he would have to make love to her with so much passion that she would never be able to forget tonight. Todd walked over to the bed and sat down upon it. With soft fingertips, he brushed the unruly blond curls out of Marty's face. Slowly, he lowered his lips to hers. He kissed her with all the pent-up passion he had since the moment he had first seen her. Fire exploded between them the moment Todd's lips met hers. In that first delicious kiss, Todd found something wild and untamed. As he lowered Marty back against the pillows, he kissed her as though he would never get enough. As Marty's back hit the pillows, she eagerly responded to Todd's kisses. He tasted so good. She let her mouth open as her tongue darted out brushing against his bottom lip. She wrapped a leg around him. He would definitely be good because he already knew how to kiss and that was a big plus. When Todd felt Marty's response to his kiss, it raised his desire another notch. Her tongue met his as her body moved against his. All he could think about is how much he wanted her, how sweet she felt under his body. He slid a hand under her top as they kissed, seeking a breast. Taking the small peak in his hand, he molded it in his big hand. He squeezed it lightly, feeling her nipple pebble up under his palm. His fingers then grasped the nipple, lightly pinching it. His kiss got even hotter as he toyed with her hard little nipple. Marty let out a moan of pleasure arching her body, her breasts straining against the fabric of her top. It felt so good. She kissed him back deeply and hungrily, her hands finding his shirt and slipping beneath it. Todd let out a moan of pleasure feeling Marty's soft little hands on him. He broke from the kiss, lifting his shirt over his head and tossing it aside. His gaze locked to Marty's then slid down to that white top of hers he had been staring at all night long. He popped open the snaps in the front of it, revealing her perfect breasts to his gaze. "Nice," he said in a whisper, tracing a finger around one firm globe. "You're so beautiful, Marty," he murmured, lowering his head so he could draw one of the pink peaks between his lips. Nibbling and suckling, he made her nipple rock-hard. Looking up at her lovely face, he kept that nipple captured in his mouth. She moaned in desire as she felt her nipple start to harden, her hands clutching at his back. She was already starting to get wet as his hands felt so good on her. His mouth felt even better as he began to suck on her nipple. She tangled a hand in his hair. Todd bit and suckled on that little nipple lengthening it in his mouth as Marty moaned and pulled at his semi-long hair. He swirled his mouth around the peak of her breast while molding the it's twin in his big hand. "You're a hot little thing," he said in a murmur as he moved off her slightly and began tugging off her skirt. Her tight white lacy panties clung to her as he stared, his blue eyes going smoky with desire. "Marty the Party Girl wears white panties?" he said thickly. Marty giggled. "The red ones are in the wash," she said innocently. She raised her hips slightly urging him to remove the panties from her body. She wanted him so badly. Todd began to peel the panties from Marty's body, sucking in his breath as her feminine treasures were revealed to his gaze. She was so wet, those tight little panties of hers didn't want to come off. He grinned, knowing he had caused her to become this incredibly moist. "Marty, are you going to remember this in the morning?" he asked softly as he pressed his lips to her neck, gently nibbling and kissing. As his mouth moved against her neck, he slid his hands down her flat tummy, toward her mound. Opening her legs with his big hands, he caressed up and down her inner thigh, not quite touching her pussy, but so close. Marty's mind was still slightly fuzzy. "Remember what?" she murmured. She then let out a moan feeling him get near her pussy but not yet touching it. "Please touch me," she begged. "Please." Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 01 I want you to remember THIS," Todd said in a whisper directly in her ear in the very same instant his fingers found her tight little slit. With soft fingertips, he played with the pouty pink lips. Just barely touching her, he traced her cleft. "And this," he said softly as he parted her inner lips and found her tiny pink jewel. Already it was standing up, throbbing and aroused. Todd teased it with his finger. "And this too," he said, finding her tight little opening and sliding a single finger deep inside. She was so tight, her silky walls clung to that finger, squeezing it. For someone so quick to jump into bed with anyone, Marty the Party Girl was incredibly tight on his finger. Slowly, Todd slid that finger in and out of her, listening to the sounds of pleasure she made as he fucked her with it. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Todd crooned as he looked into her beautiful face and saw the pleasure written there on her features. "I love doing this to you...I bet I could make you cum with just one finger." As enticing as that sounded, his cock throbbed in his pants, reminding him of just how much he longed to get inside of her. "Can you?" Marty purred and moaned arching her hips again as he teased her with his finger. "Make me cum with just that finger," she breathed. "Do it!" She pushed her hips against his finger, causing it to slide even deep inside of her. Her walls clung to it nicely. Marty had rocked her pelvis forward, sending Todd's finger even deeper inside. Her snug, slick walls held his finger extremely tight as she begged him to make her cum. He raised an eyebrow when he heard her pleas. "Okay, babe, whatever you want," he said as he slowly began to withdraw his finger from Marty's pussy. After he had nearly pulled his finger free, he quickly thrust it back inside, thoroughly fucking her with it. Again and again he moved his finger in and out of her moist slit. "It feels good, doesn't it, Marty?" he asked in a sexy voice. "I can feel your walls clinging to my finger. I can just about imagine how tight you are going to be on my cock." As he watched her, he thought about how beautiful she looked. Harder and faster, he fucked her with that single finger. "Cum for me, baby... NOW," he commanded. He couldn't believe how wild she was getting, and he had only just used a finger. Marty lost control as she kept bucking and moving as Todd was fucking her with just a finger. She gripped the sheets beneath her body, crying out an explosive orgasm rocked body. Her lovely juices spilled out all over his finger. Todd felt her clinging pussy muscles gripping his finger so tight as Marty began to cum. His finger was clutched tight in her pussy as her juices began to flood it. A smile came to his lips as he felt the inner contractions of her silken inner walls on that single finger. "That's it, babe," he said in a hot murmur, slowly and carefully withdrawing his finger from her channel. He raised his finger to his lips, tasting her sweet juices which clung to it. "You taste so good," he spoke as he kissed her once more on her lips. Marty seemed dazed by her orgasm as Todd's mouth swept down down down her body, over her breasts and her flat stomach, toward his goal, her damp pussy. Opening those sexy legs of hers with his hands, his tongue licked up and down her outer lips, dipping into the feminine juices which remained there from her climax. Todd sucked it all away, loving the delicious taste of her passion. "Mmmmm..." he groaned as he continued lapping his tongue into her dew. "Love how you taste." He swirled his tongue around her sensitive clit before he finally raised his head, looking at Marty. He stood then, removing his jeans. His cock was so huge and stiff, he couldn't have worn them another second. After he had them off, along with his boxers, he joined Marty once again on the bed. "Look what you do to me," he said in a whisper, taking Marty's soft little hand and wrapping it around the throbbing steel of his cock. Todd moaned as he felt her fingers lock around his rock-hard shaft. Marty couldn't help the grin on her face as she wrapped her hands around his cock, running them up and down it. "Mmmmm ... I am just that good," she murmured as she began to tease him. "You look so good." "You've made me as hard as steel. I can't wait to get inside you," Todd groaned, going wild when he felt her fingers moving on his throbbing cock. After a couple of minutes of her stroking, Todd couldn't take it anymore. He grasped her hands in his, lifting them over her head. "I gotta be inside you now," he said in a sexy whisper. His body came over hers, all muscle and hard contours as he opened her legs wide with his knee. As the tip of him found her moist center, Todd gazed into her lovely face. "Look at me, Marty. Look into my eyes while I take you," Todd commanded. Marty looked into his eyes, as desire filled her own. "Mmmm ... get inside me," she breathed. "I want to feel all of you inside. Take me." She never once took her eyes off him, waiting for him to join his body to hers. "Never forget this," Todd said in a heated whisper as his cock began sliding between Marty's pink pussy lips. He let out a groan of intense pleasure, sliding inch after inch of himself into her tight sheath. She felt like liquid-fire around his cock, her inner muscles so snug as he came to rest all the way inside her. No wonder Marty the Partygirl was the best lay on campus. Never before had Todd had the pleasure of being inside a woman this incredibly tight. Todd shuddered when he began moving his massive erection inside of Marty, slowly at first, then faster and faster. His breath was ragged as he buried his face against her neck, kissing and licking the soft flesh. After awhile, he set her hands free, wanting to feel her tender touch on his muscles while he fucked her. She ran her hands down his back as she moved with him, raising her hips to meet his thrusts. "Oh God," she moaned, rocking and arching her body upwards. "Oh yes," she cried out as she dragged her nails down his back. When Todd felt her sharp nails on his back, digging into his skin, he went wild. He couldn't hold back the passion another second. Biting on her neck, he began fucking her hard and fast, burying every thick inch of his rigid shaft into her depths. As Marty arched to his every thrust, Todd slid into her even deeper, taking her thoroughly and becoming one with her. "Cum on my cock again," he said urgently, knowing his own climax was near. He didn't want to spill himself until he knew Marty had reached orgasm. Marty's climax came hard and fast as she reached ecstasy, spilling all over his cock and coating it with her juices. She was pressed up against Todd's hard chest, gasping for air. Todd heard Marty's urgent gasp for air as her sweet pussy tightened up on his shaft and a wild orgasm ripped through her. His own release followed swiftly. He screamed out her name, splashing his white-hot seed deep into Marty's body. His whole body went limp as he collapsed on top of her, crushing her small body under his. Marty lay flat on her back, trying to catch her breath. Her eyes were closed as she was in a blissful state of enjoyment. That had definitely been the most incredible sex she had ever ever had. Todd's breath was ragged as he lay on top of Marty. He too was thinking how phenomenal their sex had been. It was by far the best he had ever had. Like rays of sunshine, all these emotions and feelings came to him for this woman lying beneath him, yet Todd immediately shied away. Withdrawing from her quickly, Todd kissed her softly on the lips, then stood. "Be right back," he spoke. He then quickly disappeared into the adjoining bathroom wanting to put as much distance as possible between himself and the naked beauty who was lying on the bed. He ran cold water in the sink, splashing some on his face. He needed to cool down and fast. As much as he wanted to go right back in there and draw Marty into his arms and make sweet passionate love to her again, he stopped himself. Since he has 8 years old, he had kept himself from feeling anything for another human being... and he wasn't about to start caring now. Anger surged through him. How dare Marty Saybrooke make him care? Staring at his face in the mirror, Todd could hear his father's hateful voice. "You're stupid... and bad. You're the reason your mother left," his father had accused. Todd hadn't cried since he was a little boy of eight... and he would be damned if he would shed a single tear now. Stepping from the bathroom, Todd didn't look over at the bed where Marty lay when he swiftly began putting on his clothes. Marty saw Todd getting dressed and sat up, wrapping the sheet around her body. "What's the hurry?" she asked. Her long blond hair was all messy from the wild sex they had just had as it cascaded down her shoulders. For the first time since he got up from the bed, Todd glanced at Marty. She had that flowered sheet wrapped around her nakedness and her long blond curls were tangled all around her face. She looked as though she had just been thoroughly fucked. He felt another surge of desire as he zipped up his jeans. "You sure know how to party, Marty," he said as he walked over to the bed and raised her chin. Gently he kissed her on the lips. "Sorry, babe. I gotta go," he spoke as he turned to look at himself in the mirror of the vanity, smoothing his semi-long dark blond hair. "C-Can't you stay?" Marty asked, her voice faltering a bit almost as if she were begging him. She never asked any of the guys that came through here to stay ever. She could usually care less if they left; she usually preferred it that way. Todd turned to look at Marty, a frown coming to his features. "No, I can't stay," he said, hearing the catch in her voice as though she were struggling not to cry. Taking a few steps closer to the bed he began spilling out excuses. "I got an exam in the morning. And I have people waiting for me," he insisted. His heart contracted as he gazed at her, wanting to comfort her, but having absolutely no idea how. Something had happened when he had made love to her, and Todd didn't like it at ALL. The sooner he left, the better. "Listen Marty, that was great... but I gotta get going, okay? Pull yourself together... why don't you... uhhhh... comb your hair or somethin?" Todd said as he began walking toward the door. He then left quickly without another word. Marty's shoulders sagged as she heard him walk out of her room and leave. Did he have to be such a jerk? It's not like she had ever had that kind of sex before with anyone. At least he could have stayed for a little while. Pulling herself up, she went to slam her door shut with a loud bang and then changed for bed. Asshole! Todd made it back to the dorm and sat down on his bed and lit up a joint. He tried not to think of Marty, but all the images of making love to her and the aftermath came flooding back to him. "Damn her," he thought to himself. After awhile, the joint began to relax him. That's when Powell and Zach walked in. "Have fun with the party girl?" Zach teased Todd. "Was she good in bed?" "Shut up," Todd sneered, puffing on his joint with a grumpy look on his face. Zach looked at Powell. "Maybe she wouldn't put out," Zach assumed. "Marty Saybrooke and whether or not she put out is a subject that's off limits, got that?" Todd growled. "Jeezzz... Yeah, don't be such an ass," Zach said in annoyance. "Yeah, I am an ass," Todd thought to himself as he remembered Marty's unshed tears. All he had wanted was to hold her close in his arms. But he had been a coward. A stupid ass and a rotten coward. "Ohhh Todd, we got in the fraternity," Zach spoke up. "Pack your things, we are now a members of KAD." "I'll get right on that," Todd said as he turned over in his bed, hoping blessed sleep would come. Marty pushed that lousy Todd out of her mind and finished changing for bed. She crawled under her covers and prepared to fall asleep. There were many other choices out there...she would be perfectly fine. After all, she was Marty The Party Girl. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 02 Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. In a later chapter, there will be a graphic description of nonconsensual sex as well as other 'disturbing' material, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. I hope you enjoy my story... * Todd flunked his exam the next day. His grades were swiftly falling, but calculus seemed to be his worst subject. If he didn't get his grades up fast and pass the midterm, he was going to be ineligible for the football team. He remembered that Marty had promised to help him study. Would it be wise to have her over for a study session with his growing feelings for her? Would be able to handle those feelings when she was in his presence again? He decided to risk it. He actually couldn't get her out of his head. Even though he had been busy the past two weeks with moving into the KAD frat house and football practice, all he could think about was her sweet voice when she had pleaded with him to stay with her. He left her a message to meet him at the KAD house for a study session and he hoped she would show up. He spread all his books out on the table, but felt a his head pound as he tried to look over his notes. "I hate calculus," he growled, when he heard the doorbell ring. Walking to the door, he threw it open quickly. A small smile came to his lips when he saw beautiful Marty Saybrooke standing there. He swept his eyes down her body, thinking how hot she looked. Marty didn't know why she had bothered to show. She should have just let Todd get out of this mess himself. "Hi," she said, holding her books in her arms. "We should get started." "Okay," agreed Todd as he lead her inside. No one else was around so it was fairly quiet at the Frat house. "Thanks for coming over, Marty," he said as he walked over to the table and invited her to sit down. He handed her his notebook full of his scribbled notes he had taken at class. None of it made a bit of sense to him. How he hated math or anything related to it. "All this stuff is going to be on the test," he told her. "It's going to be a miracle if you can help me. None of it seems to be sinking in." "If you think it's a lost cause, I'm sure we can think of 'other' things we could do," he said to her with a smirk. He couldn't seem to concentrate on his studies, but he was thinking of several other things he'd like to be 'concentrating' on. Marty was still strongly attracted to him but hid it. She wasn't about to cave in on his whim. "No, I can do this in my sleep," she promised. She found her notes on the same material and copied them down for Todd in neat handwriting with her pencil, showing step by step how the equations would work. Then she handed him various practice problems she had photo copied from the practice section of the text book. "These are practice questions which if you can do these, you'll breeze through that test," she told him, handing him those and the new notes. "Okay now," she said, explaining to him how the problems worked and how to get to the answer he would need. Todd half-assed listened when Marty explained how to do the equations. All he could think about were her gasps of ecstasy when he made love to her. "Great," he said with a smile when she gave him the practice questions. "This should help a lot." He then looked at her neat handwriting on the piece of notebook paper. It was beautiful just like her. "Thank you," he said as he had his gaze on her lips. They were only about two feet apart at the table and if he leaned just so, he could kiss her. He made a move to do just that and wondered how Marty would react. It had been two long weeks and how he wanted this woman. Marty looked at him like a deer caught in headlights as he was starting to move towards her. She so badly wanted to tell him to stop, but she couldn't even find her voice. She knew that she shouldn't kiss him and shouldn't start something with him. He would leave her alone once again on her ass if she let him get that close to her. Swooping his lips to hers, Todd caught Marty's lips in a hungry kiss. He pulled her tight against his body, sweeping her right out of her chair. As he kissed her passionately, he tangled his hands in her hair. He forgot about everything, only kissing her. And this time, this kiss, she was completely sober. Marty found herself kissing him back with an equal hunger. She suddenly forgot all about Calculus for the moment as he was kissing her and she was pressed up against his chest. Picking her up in his arms while kissing her, Todd set Marty down on the side of the pool table. Pressing his body to hers, he looked into those wild blue eyes of hers. Softly he caressed the side of her face with gentle fingertips. "I can think of another subject you might want to help me study besides Calculus," he said suggestively as he pressed his lower body so tight against hers so there would be absolutely no doubt how much he wanted her. She opened her mouth and no words came out. She pulled him to her by his collar, kissing him deeply. She could feel how hard he was. This was a whole new experience for her sober. She was usually drunk out of her mind when she slept with a guy and never before had she slept with a guy more than once. Todd spiraled his tongue around Marty's as kissed her with passion spinning out of control. He rubbed his cock against her, the fabric of her skirt and his jeans seeming non-existent. He fisted his hand in her hair, his kiss almost rough with raw animalistic hunger. Suddenly voices filled the room. "Hey, Todd, is this how you study for your Calculus test?" laughed Zach. Todd looked up, glaring when he saw Zach and Powell standing there staring at him and Marty. Marty climbed off the pool table, fixing her skirt. "Ummm... practice problems... Why don't you try a couple? You can use the notes as reference, then I can check your work," Marty suggested. Todd watched in disappointment as Marty got down from the pool table. He turned to look at Powell and Zach. "It's none of your business how I study Calculus," he said angrily. "If Marty and I want to study NAKED and on the pool table, that's not your concern. Now, why don't the two of you find something better to do besides standing there gawking?" Todd's friends, who generally did as he said without question, exited the room and disappeared upstairs. Todd then turned his attention on Marty. "Thanks for the study session, but I think I've had enough Calculus for tonight," he spoke to her as he ran a hand through his semi-long dark blond hair. "What about earlier though?" He gave her a wicked little grin. "I could tell you wanted me from that kiss. Would you like to stay the night with me?" "I have a huge history test that I need to study for tonight. If you're sure you've got the Calculus under control, I should get back to my house," Marty said, reaching for her books. Todd tried to hide his disappointment, but it showed. "I'll see you at Rodi's soon then?" he said as he watched her gathering up her things. "That seems to be your favorite place to hang out." Todd knew he should be studying too, but he really wasn't in the mood. He was in the mood for Marty. He walked her to the door as it seemed she was in a big hurry to go. He wondered why she was so quick to run off when earlier they had been kissing hot and heavy on the pool table. "Thanks again," he said, giving her quick kiss at the door. He watched her getting ready to go when all he really wanted was to gather her back up in his arms again and carry her upstairs to his bedroom. "Oh yeah? Sure, I'm always at Rodi's," Marty said as he walked her out and kissed her. She said goodbye to him and wished him luck on the test before she left. She then returned to that great big house of hers. After Marty left, Todd went up to his room and lit up a joint. As usual, Powell and Zach came in to give him a hard time about Marty. "Why aren't you plugging her?" Zach said with a vulgar laugh. "I told you, I don't want to discuss Marty Saybrooke," said Todd as he slammed his hand down on his desk. He was sexually frustrated and in no mood to discuss his complex 'relationship' with Marty the Party Girl. "Ohhh come on... you were all over her downstairs. So, are you and The Party Girl... uhhhh... seeing each other?" Zach asked. "Yeah, inquiring minds want to know," Powell said jokingly. "What the fuck did I just say?" Todd sneered as he took a drag off his joint. "I DO NOT want to discuss it." "I was just wondering... cause if you don't want her... I was thinking... I might make the move on her next," Zach said with a devilish smirk. "Get out!" Todd yelled as he pushed his buddies right out the door. He needed to study, but he couldn't even if he tried. All he could think about was Marty, so he decided to get totally wasted instead. *** The next Evening *** Todd went to Rodi's, looking for Marty. He should have stayed at the Frat house to study for Calculus since the test was the following day, but all he could think about was her. When he got there, sure enough, she was there. She was wearing a sexy red dress that fit her great in all the right places and showed off a hell of a lot of leg. Todd grinned, approaching her as she played a game of pinball. "Hey babe," he said pressing his body against hers from behind. Lightly he kissed the back of her neck after brushing her blond mass of curls aside. Marty was startled by Todd's kiss. She had only known it was Todd because of his voice. "Uh..hi," she said. *Looks like he has finished his studying if he's out at Rodi's.* Marty thought to herself. She just couldn't figure out what exactly it was that Todd Manning wanted from her though. Todd turned Marty around in his arms, holding her extremely close. "I've missed you, beautiful," he said as he held her gaze. "Why don't you say you and I go back to your place and try out a few more of the bedrooms in that great big house of yours?" Looking at her full lips, all he could think about was kissing her again. Part of Marty wanted to say, 'No, go away and leave alone,' yet another part of her was wanting him to desire her. Clearly he did, otherwise would he be standing there in front of her wanting to take her back to her place? "Hmmm...what's in it for me?" she asked, raising an eyebrow with interest. Todd reached for the beer Marty had set aside earlier on a table near the pinball machine and took a sip. He then skimmed his eyes up and down her body, taking in the sight of her in that sexy red dress of hers. "Same thing as last time," he said with a smirk. "Come on, babe, don't play hard to get." Marty looked at him. "Who says I want it?" she asked. "Obviously YOU want it." "You must want it baaaaaaaaad," she said. "So you'll have to give me something good." Todd stared down into Marty's face, rather taken aback by her reaction to his lustful invitation. "I gave you something good last time, don't you remember?" he spoke, remembering Marty's orgasms. "Come on... do you want me to go home with you or not?" The loud music of B52's "Love Shack" played in the background, but Todd wasn't listening. All he could think about was getting back to Marty's great big "Love Shack." "Yeah, I want you to come home with me," Marty finally said. She knew she probably shouldn't because she was bound to get left alone in the end anyway. But at the very least she knew Todd was a good lay. "Come on," she said, nodding towards the exit. Holding Marty's small hand in his, Todd walked with her to the exit. Once they stepped outside, the cool night air hit them. It was February and rather a chilly night. "I can't wait till we get back your place so I can warm you up," Todd said in as sexy voice once they got in his car and he started the engine. A few minutes passed as they drove to Marty's. Marty smirked. "My own personal heater?" she joked. She leaned back in her seat on the drive to her house. Tonight Megan wasn't home. She had no clue where her roommate had gone off to, but the house would definitely be empty; just her and Todd. Todd's lips curled up in a grin as he held Marty's hand and lead her up to her front door. "Yeah, you might call it that," he said with smirk. He noticed she wasn't all that drunk tonight. In fact, she didn't even seem tipsy at all. He liked the thought of making love to her sober. At least she would remember every single passionate moment of their erotic joining. He waited for her to get the door open as he stood there in the cold, wanting to get warm in more ways than one. Marty unlocked her front door, pushing it open and stepping inside. She then let Todd join her in the house. She wasn't at all drunk tonight which for her was something new. She barely had any of her beer. What a shame too, because it was a good beer. Rodi's had good food and good drinks, although she frequented the drinks much more often than the food, she supposed. Todd swept Marty into his arms the minute they stepped inside. It was as though he couldn't keep his hands off her, not even for a second. "So, where would you like to fuck?" he asked bluntly as he cornered her against a wall. Marty laughed. "You tell me. There's the living room table, my bedroom again, the den, the living room floor?" "The dining table. I'm game for anywhere," she said, locking eyes with him. Todd thought about all the options as he stared down at the perfect young woman he had pressed up against the wall. "I want you right here... right now. I hope to God your roommate doesn't come home," he said in a hot murmur as he lowered his lips to hers. Kissing her with a growing hunger, Todd began caressing her sexy leg which was exposed by her tight red dress. "That works," Marty murmured as she kissed him back passionately. She felt his hand on her leg. His touch drove her absolutely crazy and she realized that she was hooked on this guy. She slid her hands under his shirt. Their kiss was like a flame which grew between them. Todd moaned feeling Marty's soft hands sliding under his shirt, caressing his chest. His own hands were roaming under her dress, gliding up her inner thigh. The damp fabric of her silk panties gave her away. She was so wet her panties were sodden. Todd broke from the kiss to ask, "You got the red panties on tonight?" "Why don't you take a look and tell me what color I have on tonight?" she suggested with a smirk while slipping her hands out from under his shirt. She lifted her dress up to show him her panties. Todd's cock instantly got hard seeing that Marty was wearing her sexy red ones. Softly he ran a hand over the silken fabric, caressing Marty's flat tummy. "Ohhh yeah, I like these... definitely hot, baby," he said as he began fondling her boldly right through the material of the crotch. "Fuck, you are so wet. Do you know how hard that makes me, knowing I do that to you?" "Only one way to find out," Marty said, reaching out and feeling him right through his jeans. "Oh yeah! Nice and hard...just the way I like it!" Todd groaned, feeling her stroking him right through the denim of his jeans. If he didn't fuck her soon, he was going to lose his mind. Swiftly, he began taking off her dress. He wasn't too careful, tearing the fabric a little. He then slid her panties down, throwing them aside. "God, I want you," he groaned, as he held her tight against the wall with the strength of his body. His mouth swooped down, capturing the peak of her breast. Marty let out a moan of pleasure. "Mmmm," she moaned, arching her body towards him as she felt his mouth drawing her nipple in. "Feels so good!" More than anything, she just wanted to feel him inside of her. Todd licked her nipple, then lightly bit it. He then teased its twin with his wicked tongue. With no further preliminaries, he unzipped his jeans, freeing his thick hard cock. He rubbed it lightly against Marty's inner thigh, smearing it with his precum. His breathing became harsh as his huge tip began seeking her tight slit. Marty groaned in pleasure. "Fuck me hard," she breathed, not wanting him to waste any time. She wanted to feel him pounding into her. She longed for his big hard cock, sliding deep inside of her. "Okay, baby, whatever you want," Todd quipped, grasping her waist in his big hands to hold her steady while pressing his cock forward toward her center. He let out a groan as he began sinking into her. Her walls felt like hot silk as she surrounded him. "Fuck!" he exclaimed as he sunk into her as deep as he could go. He crushed her up against the wall as he came to rest inside her tight slit. Marty was literally smashed like a pancake against the wall, but she didn't care. She let out a moan of pleasure as her hands sought his chest and she felt him settle all the way inside of her. She was more than ready for this. Todd's lips went to Marty's neck, suckling and nibbling. His hands were rough as he pressed her to the wall hard, fucking her wildly. He was animalistic in his need of her. Her slickness coated his cock as he rammed into her again and again. Her walls tightened around him, surrounding him. She let out gasps of pleasure. Her walls vibrated as he pounded into her, her wetness sticking to him with every thrust. She ran her nails down his chest while moving her hips in rhythm with his. Todd marvelled in how Marty seemed to be made for him as he made wild passionate love to her. He had never before felt this connected to any woman. There was something about Marty Saybrooke. It was as though she was meant to be his. Those feelings scared him, so he tried to block them out by just fucking her harder. With all his power, he pounded into Marty, knocking a few pictures off the nearby wall with the force of his entries. Marty could feel her climax building as she loved every second of this wild fucking. It was totally carefree and completely thrilling; a first since she was sober, too. Being sober made the sex seem even better. Todd could feel Marty's pussy clamping up on him as her orgasm was so near. "Cum for me," he commanded her as he reached between their bodies, toying with her clit. He pinched and twisted it, wanting to feel her pussy contract as her juices poured onto his rigid cock. As her climax hit her juices spilled sliding down his cock covering it. As she cried out in pure pleasure, every touch and every second was so filled with pleasure. "That's it... YESSS...." Todd spoke in a hot groan. His own orgasm soon followed as he spilled himself deep inside her channel. He didn't let her go right away, but pumped his hips hard a few more times, letting the last of his fiery seed shoot deep inside her. After he was finished, he pulled free of her, zipping up his jeans. "I guess it's true what they say about you, Marty," he said, looking down into her dazzling blue eyes. "You're the best fuck on campus." Immediately, he wished he hadn't have uttered those words, but it was too late. What he really wanted to say were words of tenderness and sweet emotion as he held her close, but never could he see himself sharing these feelings he continued to have whenever this woman was near. Feelings and emotions only led to pain and loss; he had learned that so long ago. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 02 Marty tried to curb the urge to slug him as she pulled on her panties and picked up her dress. "Yeah, well, I don't usually entertain a guy more than once. You caught me off guard tonight, so don't expect a third repeat or anything...you bore me!" she said. "You know where the door is so don't let it hit you on the way out." She turned away as she planned to leave for the kitchen to get herself a drink. "What?!" Todd growled, spinning Marty around as she tried to walk away from him. "Are you saying it's over between us? You don't want me anymore?" He held her wrist tight in his grip, not about to let her go until he heard it from her own lips. It was just as he suspected... no one ever really wanted him in their life for long. Why would she be any exception? "Let go of me!" Marty said angrily. "O-V-E-R!" she said, spelling it out slowly. "Not like this was a relationship or a permanent deal anyway. Jeeez, Todd, grow up." Pain shot through Todd at her words, but he wasn't about to let her see. Instead it all burst out in the form of anger. "Yeah, I know how you are.... I've heard from all the guys. You're just an easy fuck. All a guy has to do is give you a few drinks, and you are flat on your back. Marty the Party Girl. Just a slut," said Todd with a sneer as he let go of her wrist. "Thanks for the fuck. I'll be going now," he said, walking out the door. He went back to the KAD frat house, but he didn't study. Instead he proceeded to take a cocktail of drugs. After awhile, he had blocked out the pain of Marty's rejection. It was the only way he could stop the words of his father that seemed to overtake his brain. "You're stupid and bad. You're the reason your mother left us. You're a monster!" Marty slammed the door shut behind him and grabbed herself a drink, holing herself up in her room. She couldn't believe Todd had the nerve to say those things to her face! She drank herself to sleep. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 03 Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. In this chapter, there will be a graphic description of nonconsensual sex as well as other 'disturbing' material, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. I hope you are enjoying my story. Please don't forget to vote! *~* The next day was Todd's Calculus Midterm. It was do or die for him. If he didn't get a good grade on this test, he was flunking Calculus. If he flunked Calculus, his dad would make him regret ever being born. He knew that if he got a bad grade, his father would kill him for sure. In the haze of drugs he had consumed the night before, he tried to pass the test. "How do you think you did?" Powell asked after the test was over and they were walking back to the frat house together. "I think I bombed the test... and if I did, it's all Marty Saybrooke's fault," Todd quipped. Marty got through her classes and all her tests with flying colors. She probably could have done it in her sleep. She was talking to a bunch of her friends, and they were all thinking about going to Rodi's. She agreed to go as she wanted to get out and have some fun. Todd had gone to Rodi's too, but he did not speak to Marty, just glared at her across the room. "Hey, Todd... what's with you and Marty?" Zach asked as he sat down at Todd's table. "You two were all over each other the other night..." "It's over... I dumped her," Todd lied. "You can have her now... You and Powell can both have her for all I care." "Great," Zach said with a smirk. He left the table and strutted over toward Marty. "Hey, babe, you wanna fuck?" he asked her. Todd watched from the distance, his fists curled as he tried to keep his cool. Marty glared at Zach. "What?! Do I have a coin slot that says fifty cents for a fuck?" she asked in annoyance. "NO!" she said in answer to Zach, picking up her beer and walking away. Stupid Todd probably sent him over anyway. She took a long drink from the glass in her hand. *~* The next day Todd and Powell went to see how they had fared on the Calculus exam. Powell looked at his grade which had been posted on the instructor's door first. "I got a C-!" Powell said happily. "Wooo hoooooooooo!" "Let me see what I got," Todd insisted, pushing Powell aside. "Fuck!" Todd screamed, slamming his fist into the door. "What? What is it?" Powell asked. "I got a freakin F," Todd said angrily. "You did?" Powell said in surprise. "But I thought Marty helped you study." "I thought she did too... That little bitch must have given me all the wrong formulas!" Todd growled. "How did she do on the test?" "I heard she got an A," Powell replied. "See, I told you. That little slut. Because of her, I flunked this test! Do you know what's going to happen to me now?!" Todd screamed. "No, what?" "I'm going to have to get a full time job now... This means my dad is gonna cut my allowance. And I won't be able to be here for the Spring Fling... my dad is going to KILL ME!!!!" Todd was so loud that everyone on campus knew he had flunked his Calculus test, he was blaming Marty, and because of his grades, he would not be able to attend the KAD Spring Fling. Marty came by to check her score on the test... not that she really needed to because she always made good grades. When she saw Todd and Powell there, she groaned and turned to walk in the other direction. Her grade wasn't so important; she didn't want to deal with Todd right now anyway. When Todd saw Marty, he went absolutely livid. He grabbed her tight in his arms and pressed her up roughly against the nearest wall. "Don't worry, Marty. I am not throwing you against the wall this time for another quick fuck!" he sneered. "Because of you, I flunked my Calculus test. Because of you, I won't get to play football anymore, I lost my Varsity letter, and you've ruined my whole career!" "Because of you, my whole life is ruined!" he yelled as he glared into her face. Marty glared back at him. "YOU had better fucking let go of me right now, Manning," she said in a pissed voice. "I tried to help you study! If you'd spend half as much time studying and actually doing any of the work as you did in trying to get into my pants, then maybe you'd have gotten a decent GRADE! Don't you dare blame me because you can't pick up a damn pencil and do the work. I gave you notes! Formulas! And practice questions! I can't take the damn test for you, too!" "You're going to REGRET this, Marty Saybrooke. Just you wait... you'll regret it... ALL of it!" Todd said as he set her free, not even noticing the bruises he had left on her upper arms. His anger was explosive, but for some reason the part that hurt him the most is that Marty didn't even want him anymore. He walked away, and Powell followed after him. Marty couldn't believe the nerve of him. He was such a dick-head! She wished she had never laid eyes on him, let alone slept with him. She walked away and left campus, going back to her house, and slamming the door shut behind her. *~* May came to Llanview and it was the night of the infamous Spring Fling. This year the KAD Fraternity would get to host the wild party. Due to his failing grades, Todd's dad had forbidden him to go, but despite his father's stern wishes, Todd had decided to be there. There was beer, hot chicks and loud music. How could he not attend? He couldn't play football anymore, his greatest love, so he had to have some fun in his life. This was the night Todd would get back at Marty for all she had done to sabotage his life. He had ordered a blow up doll from a catalog, dressed it like Marty, and smeared it's wide-open mouth with lipstick. He taped a sign on its chest that said Marty The Party Girl. As soon as Marty walked into the Frat House on the arm of some guy, Todd came down the stairs, the blow up doll in hand. He started dancing crazily with the doll. "Hey everyone, look at my date... Marty the Party Girl! Her mouth is wide open... Ready for anyone's cock! Let's all take a turn with her!" Todd taunted. Marty glared at Todd. She excused herself from her date and marched right up to Todd. "Go to hell," she spit out, turning to walk away from him. Who the fuck did he think he was?! "What's the matter, Marty? Don't want to admit you're just like the blow up doll here," taunted Todd as he waved the inflatable woman around. "She looks just like you... wide open mouth..... down on her knees, likes cock in all of her holes..." Everyone at the Spring Fling watched the argument between Todd and Marty. "Can't you solve this in a more constructive way?" asked Jason as he watched the two of them in disgust. "What way? A beer chug?" Todd said as he reached for his beer. "How about it, Marty? Think you can beat me at chugging a beer?" "Piece of cake," Marty said, as she got a beer in her hand. "Let's do this." With the crowd cheering on, Todd started chugging his beer. He drank it down as fast possible, but still Marty was beating his socks off. She slurped down her beer in no time flat. Everyone congratulated Marty, and Todd felt like crap. He threw his beer bottle aside. He then gave Kevin, Marty's date a look that could have killed. With a shove, he pushed Marty at Kevin. "Todd, you screwed up," Kevin said to Todd. "She doesn't want you anymore... accept it." "She's all yours," Todd said with a sneer. "She's nothing but a stupid, stuck-up little slut!" He then watched from a distance, seeing Marty proceed to get drunk and dance around like the wild party girl she was. She seemed to be paying her date very little attention as she was getting wild with the crowd. "Damn, look at Marty," Zach said to Todd. Fact was, Todd couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Todd couldn't believe it when his two best friends, Powell and Zach then walked up to Marty and started dancing with her. Todd saw red as Marty seemed to be all over his buddies. Marty knew Todd was watching, so she partied it up right. She was dancing with Powell and Zach, and didn't give a damn because she knew it would get to Todd. He deserved it after the horrible things he had been saying to her. Todd's mood was volatile, so he disappeared into the kitchen for awhile to do some drugs. After he was in a drug-induced haze, he thought he could handle whatever it was Marty might be doing in the main room of the Frat house. When he walked out, she was no where in sight, but Zach and Powell were standing there drinking beer. "Hey, where's Marty?" Todd asked. "She and Kevin went upstairs. Actually, I had to help him practically CARRY her up the stairs to his room. She's really messed up right now," laughed Zach. "She was all over Kevin. Hell, she was all over the three of us, me, Kevin AND Powell. You're right, Todd... she's just a little slut." "I bet she and Kevin are upstairs right now, doing the wild thing," Powell said with a smirk. "No, she probably just went upstairs to sleep it off," Todd spoke as he reached for a cold one and began drinking it down. "Todd, you didn't see her... She lay on the bed, pulled her skirt up... showed all of us her panties..." Zach began. Todd grabbed Zach by the collar of his shirt and glared into his face. "She was drunk out of her mind. She probably doesn't even know what she is doing..." said Todd in a rough voice. "Still, I think we better go upstairs... and 'check' on her. I haven't had the chance to get back at her for making sure I flunked that Calculus test. She's made my life a living hell... and in her drunken state, I'm pretty sure I can do the same to her." As Todd watched, Kevin came walking down the stairs. He went over to the refreshment table and grabbed another beer. "Where's Marty?" Jason asked. "I took her upstairs so she could sleep it off," replied Kevin. Looking at his friends, Todd smirked. "Now's our chance... let's go," he said as he started walking up the stairs. Powell and Zach followed closely behind. At the top of the stairs was Kevin Buchanan's bedroom. It was the room where many drunken college students would sleep it off after their wild Frat parties. Todd entered the room, seeing Marty sprawled out on the bed. She had a half-smile on her face as though she was dreaming of something good. "Hey, babe," he said as he stood over her, lightly caressing her cheek. "I don't think she's gonna hear you, Todd. She's drunk out of her freakin mind," Zach spoke up. "Maybe this will get through to her," spoke Todd as he knelt over the Kevin's bed and began nibbling Marty's neck. "What are you doing?" Marty murmured, half-dazed as she tried to roll away from the person who was leaning over her. She just wanted to sleep; she was so tired. "I'm just having a little fun..." Todd said with a laugh as he started caressing Marty's thigh which was exposed by her skirt. He played with the hem, inching it up a little. He wondered what color of panties she had worn. "Stop," Marty said, pushing his hand away. "I want to sleep. Kevin said I could sleep now." She tried to roll over again to get some much-needed rest. Todd turned to look at Powell and Zach. "Hey guys, she's drunk out of her gourd. Now's our chance. She sleeps with all the guys on campus, so why don't we just take what she usually freely gives?" Todd said with a sneer. "What are you talking about, Manning?" Zach asked. "She's so drunk, she won't even remember it in the morning," Todd said as he started sliding Marty's skirt up. His cock started throbbing in his pants seeing she had on a lacy pair of dark burgundy panties. Marty brushed Todd's hand away. Why wouldn't he just let her sleep? She was so incredibly tired. She wished she could go home and crawl into bed. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to try to rest here in Kevin's frat room, but she had been so sleepy. Zach was smirking wickedly seeing that little peak of Marty's panties. He picked Marty up in his arms and started dancing with her crazily. He had his hands all over her body, cupping her ass and squeezing her curvy cheeks. He then set her down in a chair and began spinning it round and round. "Wooo hooooo!" Todd said with excitement, pretty much in a drug-induced stupor at that point. He couldn't think for himself... all he could think about was getting revenge on Marty for everything he thought she had done to him. At any other time, he would have been furious seeing Zach put his hands all over Marty, but because of the drugs, he just wasn't quite himself. "Stop!" Marty said, attempting to make the chair quit its wild spinning. "Please stop!" She couldn't understand what was going on. She felt dizzy now; so dizzy from all that spinning. She covered her mouth with her small hand, feeling as though she may puke. Todd laughed seeing Marty's reaction to being spun around. "It's okay, baby.... we're just trying to have a little fun!" he said with a smirk. He reached out and started playing with her thigh again, caressing and fondling her soft skin. "Powell," he said to his friend. "Lock the door." "What are you guys gonna do to her?" Powell demanded, looking frightened. "We are going to have some fun with her. She's been asking for it," spoke Todd. "Now lock the door. Do it... NOW!" Powell looked like he might protest, but Zach said demandingly. "Do what he says, Powell. Lock the door." Grudgingly, Powell did as he was told. Marty began to mentally panic when she heard the door locking. She jumped up from her chair in alarm. "Please let me go!" she pleaded. "I need to go home. I'm not feeling well." Todd reached for Marty, seeing how she was beginning to freak out. "It's okay, baby. You're going to feel a hell of a lot better in just a moment. That's a promise." Picking her up in his strong, muscular arms, he carried her over to the bed. He lay her on it and held her down on it's surface. When she began to struggle, he reached onto the shelf above the bed, grabbing a length of rope Kevin had placed there. When he grasped the rope, marbles went flying everywhere, falling onto the floor with a crash. "Shhhhh..." Todd crooned to Marty as he tied her hands to the bedposts. "We're just gonna have a little fun." She looked terrified as he unzipped his pants. As his thick long cock came free, he pushed up Marty's skirt, exposing her burgundy panties once again. Without a word, he tore them from her body. Zach was laughing as he watched, but Powell was flipping out, wanting nothing more but to rescue Marty. "Powell, stop it. Todd has all of this under control!" Zach growled. Powell sunk to the floor near the giant fish tank, crying like a small child. Meanwhile, Todd was focusing all of his attention on Marty. "Don't be afraid," he said to her in a whisper. He came over her on the bed, parting her legs with his knee. Tears streamed down Marty's cheeks, yet she had nowhere to go as she was tied to the bed. She wished she could just die and get it over with. She wished she hadn't come here tonight. "No, Todd! No!" Marty cried out. "Please don't hurt me!" Todd lowered himself onto Marty as she was tied to the bed. His cock was stiff as he brushed it against her center. With a hard stab, he pushed himself inside her. He had to thrust into her fast and rough, for she was dry and unready for his entry. He looked down into her face as he moved his hips fiercely, each thrust permeated with his anger. It was so painful for Marty. All she could do was was cry as the pain ripped through her body. She felt like he was trying to tear her in half literally. There was bound to be blood. With a few more rough thrusts, Todd reached his climax. He spilled himself into Marty, then stood up from the bed. He zipped up his jeans as he looked at her, seeing all the tears. He traced a trail of tears that moved down her soft cheek. He then turned to look at Zach who hadn't taken his eyes off Marty during the whole encounter. Marty's skirt was still raised, her legs spread wide open, so Zach could see all of her womanly treasures. "Zach, your turn," Todd said, turning and going to sit in a chair. As the rain pounded on the window, Zach unzipped his jeans, walking toward the bed. "I always wanted to fuck you, Marty," Zach sneered as he slammed his rigid cock into her ravaged pussy. Marty cried harder. *They should just kill me and put me out of my misery! I can't take much more of this! Why? Why is Todd letting them do this to me?* Marty thought. She tried to scream, but nothing came out. She could only cry through all of the pain. Roughly, Zach finished up with Marty, shooting his seed deep inside her. He stood up, putting his now-limp demon back in his pants. "Powell, it's your turn," Todd said softly, looking over at Powell who was whimpering like a baby on the floor. "Come on, Powell. You heard Todd. Do it, man!" Zach insisted, using his foot to nudge Powell. "I can't," Powell murmured. "Do it, Powell!" Todd bit out. "Be a man!" "Do it... do it!" Zach chanted, helping Powell to his feet. He practically threw Powell atop Marty. Tears came to Powell's eyes as he started to unzip his fly. Marty wanted to beg them to stop, but she couldn't. She didn't even have a voice left. She was so sore and raw, and it was a miracle that she hadn't passed out yet. She'd rather take death over this torture any day. Hearing Zach and Todd cheering him on, Powell only hesitated a moment. He pulled his cock free of his pants and slowly lowered himself onto Marty. She lay so still as though she was barely breathing. Powell slid into her quite easily as she was moist from Zach and Todd both having their way with her. From the distance where Todd was seated in the chair, he watched Powell as he thrust into Marty almost frantically, as if trying to hurry and have it all over. Zach was yelling and cheering. Finally Powell had finished and had stood, zipping up his jeans. "Good man," said Zach, slapping Powell on the back. "I gotta get out of here!" Powell cried out. "I'm going to be sick!" He scrambled toward the door as he clawed at it with his hands. "Hey now, it's okay. Let me help you with the door," Zach said as he walked over to the door and unlocked it. Powell ran off into the hallway. He proceeded to upchuck all over the floor. Zach followed after Powell. He didn't want Powell to go out into the crowd and accidentally spill out what had just occured with Marty in Kevin's bedroom. Todd left the chair where he had been seated and walked over to the bed. Marty lay there, her eyes closed as tears remained on her cheeks. "Marty?" he said in a soft whisper. Gently he caressed her cheek, wiping away all her tears. With tenderness, he pulled down her skirt, seeing bruises on her inner thighs. Lovingly, he covered her with a blanket. "Sleep well," he whispered, placing a gentle kiss upon her cheek At this point, she was too tired to respond or even move. She couldn't get up or try to escape as she was tied to the bed. Her body fell into a horrible sleep because every last detail of the rape was etched into her memory. How Marty managed to sleep was a miracle, but her body was exhausted and it wasn't long until she had passed out completely despite the noise downstairs. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 03 Todd went back downstairs to the spring fling celebration. He saw Powell and Zach at the refreshment table, and both of them were drinking again. The party was still in full swing. He approached his buddies and reached for a beer himself. He said nothing as he began drinking it down as if parched. He stared at Zach and Powell but they weren't saying a word. It was as if it was a dream... as if what happened couldn't have been real. Todd had flashes of what had happened upstairs, but only bits and pieces of it were coming back to him. *I must have done wayyyy too many drugs * he thought to himself. Todd tried to go on with the party like nothing had ever happened. No one went upstairs to check on Marty, much to his relief. He hoped she wouldn't wake up and come looking for him. What in the world would he say? He drank more beer, trying to put her and those tears of hers from his mind. The party went on until the wee hours of the morning. Finally everyone started leaving as the excitement started dwindling. The Frat house was wreck, with beer bottles and trash everywhere. Todd was pretty much passed out on the couch at that point. He wouldn't even have known his own name if he had been asked. Marty's eyes opened. She looked around the room and tried to sit up. Her body didn't want to cooperate with her. Her limbs seemed to be made of Jello. She kept trying to fight the ropes at her wrists and sit up, but it was no use. Kevin had started getting worried about his date. Hours had passed since he had taken Marty upstairs, and pretty much all the party-goers had left the Frat house. He decided to head up to his room to check on her. When he got there, he saw she was tied up to the bed. His room was a mess as though some sort of struggle had gone on in there. "Marty, ohhh my God! What happened?" he asked, as he untied her hands. He saw raw torn skin where the rope had cut into the flesh. He was horrified because clearly something awful had happened to Marty right here in his bedroom. Tears streamed down Marty's cheeks. "Rape." She choked out the one word. She couldn't bring herself to speak those names yet even though she remembered all of it, including how they wouldn't stop even as she begged them. Tears came to Kevin's eyes when Marty spoke that single word. He hadn't really known her long, but he was Megan's younger brother. Megan and Marty were roommates, so he had invited her to attend the Spring Fling with him. He couldn't believe something this awful had happened to his date... and he felt totally responsible. "Ohhh, Marty..... oh God... I better get you to a hospital," Kevin spoke as he tenderly gathered her in his arms. She weighed next to nothing as he carefully carried her down the stairs. Everyone downstairs was passed out, so no one even noticed when Kevin carried Marty out the door and placed her into his car. He drove her to the hospital, wondering who could have committed this horrible crime. Marty knew for now she was safe with Kevin. He was a good guy, a really good guy. If only she could fall in love with a guy like him; someone who wouldn't treat her like a piece of trash. On the ride to the hospital, she was quiet. She knew once there, they would ask her so many questions. "You're going to be okay, Marty," Kevin spoke as they arrived at the hospital and he gently lifted her out of the car. He carried her inside and said to a nurse, "Please help... this woman has been raped." A nurse directed Kevin to a room and he gently lay Marty down on an exam table. "Marty, I gotta go in the hallway... so they can examine you... and make sure you're okay. I won't leave... I promise," Kevin said he gave Marty's small hand a gentle squeeze. After Kevin left, the nurse paged Marty's doctor. A few minutes later, Dr. Larry Wolek came in the room. He had cared for Marty ever since she had been diagnosed with Lupus. He thought of Marty as his own daughter, so it tore him up inside when he saw Marty's state. He looked at the rope burns on her wrists and told the nurse to apply some bandages to the torn and bloody wounds. "Marty ~ sweetheart, what happened?" he asked her gently. "I-I went to a party...the Spring Fling. I went with Kevin Buchanan," Marty said as it all began spilling out. "I wanted to have a good time..and this guy...there's this guy Todd; I rejected him because he doesn't like me.... not for real, not like you really care for a person. So he kept trying to mess with me, but I thought I finally got rid of him after a drinking contest. And I think I was dancing. I don't know how much I drank, but Kevin told me to sleep it off in his room; that it would be okay and that I should sleep. Kevin left and I fell asleep. Todd, and these two guys Zach and Powell came in...." "They were harassing me, and wouldn't let me go. They-they tied me to the bed and then...." she choked out. "They..." Larry listened as rage went through him at all this beautiful young woman had went through. "Did they rape you, Marty? Please... you have to let us know ... we need to check you out, to see if you are okay. And we need to tell the police exactly what they did to you, so they can be arrested," Larry encouraged. Marty nodded slowly. "They tied me down and each...each of them...raped me," she choked out, as tears spilled down her cheeks. She explained in detail what each of them did to her. "Marty, listen to me. None of this is your fault. You have done absolutely nothing wrong," Larry told his patient. "But the police are going to need to be called. There will be questioning. The men who hurt you will be arrested. They belong behind bars." "First of all, you will have to let me examine you. Are you going to be okay with that?" Larry asked, hating to put her through that, but he needed to collect evidence as well as check to make sure she hadn't been injured from the rape. Larry turned to the nurse and said, "Go get me a rape kit please." Marty nodded her head. "It---It's okay," she said softly. "You can do that." She wanted nothing more than for this to be over, so she could go home to her house and sleep. She wanted to wake up and be okay. But she'd never be okay again. Never. As gently as possible, Dr Wolek examined Marty with the nurse present. Luckily, he discovered there wasn't much damage internally. She had been ravaged, but she would eventually heal. He did however take pictures of the many bruises on her inner thighs, along with her wounded wrists. After the examination was over, Larry helped Marty cover up with a warm blanket. "Marty, you're going to be okay," he said softly. "We just need to do a few blood tests... then get you into a room so you can rest." "Okay," Marty said. Rest sounded good to her. She deeply needed that rest. She wanted to sleep safely, and she wanted to sleep without being disturbed, although she was certain nightmares would plague her. After the blood had been drawn, Marty was taken to a hospital room where she could rest. She hadn't been there long when the police arrived to question her. "Take it easy on her, she's been through a lot," Larry insisted. Bo Buchanan began asking Marty questions. "You say Todd Manning raped you? Along with Zach Rosen and Powell Lord III?" asked Bo. "Can you tell us in your own words exactly what happened?" Marty reconfirmed her story, telling Bo Buchanan exactly what had happened. After she was finished, the police knew that Todd, Zach and Powell were her rapists. She remembered every detail very clearly as she told Bo everything. Bo wrote all the details down and then promised Marty that the three men would be put behind bars. He then left Marty alone in her hospital room so she could get some rest. Kevin waited outside in the hallway, wanting to remain close, yet knowing Marty was in dire need of some rest. After the cops left, Marty dozed off to sleep. Todd and his buddies were going to be put behind bars for their terrible actions. She was so glad that he would soon be arrested and prayed that he would then be out of her life once and for all. Less than a half hour later, the police raided the Frat house and Todd, Zach and Powell were arrested. "What did I do?" Todd demanded as they slapped the cuffs on him. He could barely remember what had happened the night before, and in his twisted memory, he thought that he and Marty had made love. Todd got thrown into jail after a degrading strip search. "What the hell??? What did I do?" he demanded, but no one would tell him. They just looked at him like he was a cold-blooded killer or something. Finally, Bo Buchanan came to his cell. "You know why you're here, don't you, Manning?" Bo asked. "No, why?" "You're under arrest for the rape of Marty Saybrooke," Bo stated. "Marty? No, I --- I didn't rape her. We were dating... sort of. Anyway, she wanted it. Ask her!" Todd said as he pressed himself up against the bars. "That's not what she said. She said you and your frat buddies tied her to a bed and raped her," Bo spoke. "That's not how it happened. I need a lawyer!" Todd yelled. After he got his phone call, Todd called his dad. He told a very angry Peter Manning that he had been framed in a rape charge. His dad promised him the best lawyer money could by. Meanwhile, at the hospital, Larry had gotten Marty's blood test results. He was worried about her Lupus as it was apparent she had been drinking which could cause a flare-up in her symptoms. He was shocked when he read her test results. He went to her hospital room right away, carrying her file in his hand. "Marty, I need to talk to you...." he began. "Your test results are back... and I have some shocking news." "According the the blood work we did, you are pregnant," he stated. "I think it's best if we did an ultrasound right away. We want to make sure the baby is okay, considering you were raped." Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 04 Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. This story also deals with the topic of nonconsensual sex, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. Please do not forget to vote! *~* Marty looked at the Doctor Wolek in confusion. "Are you sure I'm pregnant?" She couldn't be pregnant, could she?! *Oh God, I hope not! Surely not! No way!* thought Marty. "I think you should double check," she said to Dr. Wolek. "I've ordered an ultrasound, Marty. We will soon know for sure," Larry said as he tried to comfort a very distraught Marty. Marty was taken to radiology where an ultrasound technician performed the sonogram with Larry by Marty's side. The transducer was placed on Marty's bare belly. Soon an image of a tiny human being appeared on the screen. It appeared to be a healthy baby with tiny arms and legs. Larry smiled when the baby's heartbeat could be heard. "Marty, it's true. You're pregnant," Larry spoke as he looked at the screen. "And from what we are seeing, you're about three months along." *Three months! That would mean...oh God!* thought Marty. "No," Marty whispered. "It can't be three months. It has to be a mistake. It just can't be three months." Oh God, she could not be carrying Todd's child! If she was, she wanted no part of it. She didn't want a monster spawn inside of her. "Yes, the baby is well-developed... and very healthy from what I can see," Larry promised Marty. He then saw her reaction and realized perhaps this pregnancy wasn't one she wished to carry out. "Marty, are you okay? You seem so upset. I know it's a big shock to find out you are pregnant. But you seem as though you are devastated," said Dr. Wolek. "Have you thought of terminating this pregnancy?" "This child is the Devil's Spawn," Marty said. She didn't know if she could terminate the pregnancy though; it wasn't the kid's fault his father was Satan was it? Or maybe it would be best to terminate it and not even mention it. No one would have to know. Larry looked very worried when Marty spoke, announcing that the baby was "Devil's Spawn." What that meant, he wasn't exactly sure. "Marty, I'm going to take you back to your room now. You need a little time to think about this pregnancy and what you chose to do," said Dr. Wolek. "If you do decide to terminate, you need to make your decision within the week. You're already three months along... and it becomes risker to terminate once you're in the second trimester." Marty was taken back to her hospital room and helped into bed. A nurse brought her a tray of food and something to drink. Sheepishly, Kevin came into the room. "Marty, I've been so worried about you," he said as he walked over to the bed. Meanwhile, at the Llanview jail house, Todd had a visitor. It was a missionary named Rebecca and she came in carrying a Bible. "What are you doing here?" Todd sneered. "I came to save your soul," she said taking seat in a chair right inside the cell with him after a guard had locked them both inside. "Too late..." said Todd. *~* Marty felt tears coming and soon they were falling down her cheeks relentlessly. "I'm carrying Devil's Spawn. There is Devil's spawn growing inside of me. It's been there for three months, that evil, evil spawn," she sobbed hysterically. Kevin looked horrified when he heard Marty's words. "Devil's Spawn?" he repeated. "Do you mean you are pregnant?" "Wow, Marty... I just don't know what to say. Do you want me to call Megan? Maybe you'd rather talk to her about all this... considering I'm a guy," said Kevin as he saw the tears rolling silently down Marty's face. He hated seeing her this way, but he had absolutely no idea what to do or say to help her feel better. "Marty, I'm so sorry. This is ALL my fault. I should have never have left you all alone in my bedroom as drunk as you were. Whoever did this to you, I swear, I'm going to kill them," said Kevin, clenching his fists. "Tell me who did this, so I can seek him out and make him pay for hurting you." *~* Todd sat on the cot in his jail cell, looking over at the beautiful young woman with the pixie face and long dark curls. Her curls reminded him of Marty's. "Do you know why they locked me up in here?" Todd said to Rebecca. "They think I raped a woman. I just had some wild and rough sex with her and they say it was rape." "Yes, I know why you are here," said Rebecca in that soft little voice of hers. "How do you know I won't bend you over this cot and rape you next?" Todd said as his eyes swept over Rebecca's curvaceous form. "I believe there is good in you, Todd. There is good in everyone... perhaps no one ever believed in you... perhaps that's why you have been placed here for the crime you were accused of committing..." "Perhaps I am just a monster. Perhaps I am the rapist they've accused me of being after all!" Todd said in a screech, making Rebecca jump nearly out of her seat. *~* Across town, at Llanfair, Tina Roberts was talking to her sister Vicki. She had been doing some investigation in regards to their father, Victor Lord's will. The will stated that their illegitimate younger brother would inherit 37 million dollars upon his death. Their father had died and the trouble was, no one knew who their brother was... or where to find him. He had been given up for adoption as a baby by Tina's mother, Irene to protect him from his child-molesting father, Victor Lord. Now, it was important he be found as soon as possible to gain his rightful inheritance. "What happened to our brother after he was given up?" Vicki asked Tina. "He was adopted by presumably a loving couple. My mother wanted to be sure he had a good home. So he was given to Peter Manning, her own brother to raise with his wife, Barbara, who were unable to have children of their own," Tina explained. "Well, then where is our brother now?" Vicki asked. "Right now, he's sitting in Llanview jail... accused of rape," replied Tina. *~* "It was Todd and his friends," Marty answered Kevin. She was still not over the fact that Todd had gotten her pregnant, too. She did not want to give birth to a monster identical to him. She still didn't know what to do and unfortunately she didn't have much time to make a choice. "Todd," Kevin repeated. "I knew he was messed up... but I never dreamed he could do something so vile." Bending down beside Marty's bed, Kevin gently kissed her cheek. "Get some rest, sweetie. I'm going to the Frat house to make sure that Todd and his friends are behind bars. I'll stop by your place and tell Megan you are here. I'm sure she's very worried about you since you didn't come home last night," Kevin spoke, encouraging Marty to get some sleep. "If you need me, just call." When Kevin got to the Frat house, he discovered that Todd, Zach, and Powell had been arrested. The place was a wreck, so Jason and a few of the other frat brothers were cleaning up. "Marty's in the hospital," Kevin spoke candidly to Jason. "Oh my God, what happened?" Jason gasped. "Todd Manning happened," Kevin replied, rolling his eyes. * The following day * Todd got no rest at all as Rebecca, the missionary kept talking to him along with a psychiatrist. "Will you all just leave me alone?" Todd spoke in annoyance. "I need to talk to Marty. She's the only one who can straighten all this out." "She's in the hospital right now," Ray, Todd's psychiatrist stated. "Hospital?" Todd repeated. "Why? What happened to her?" "You and your frat buddies raped her," said Ray as he looked at Todd, disbelieving that Todd continued to claim he was innocent. "No, I didn't! It wasn't me! I'd never hurt her!" Todd exclaimed. "I wasn't the one who raped her... but when I find out who did I am going to break every single bone in his body!!!" "Todd, listen to me. Powell Lord III confessed. He also said that the whole thing was your idea, that you told him what to do...." Ray spoke. "It's time you came clean and told the truth. The courts will go easier on you if you give a full confession." "I have nothing to confess. I did NOT rape Marty Saybrooke, okay? I--- I have feelings for her. I could never hurt her. You gotta believe me...." Todd said in a pleading voice. "Todd, we did a full drug-screening on you when you were arrested. It was apparent that you had drugs in your system. Is it possible that because of the drugs, you just can't remember exactly what happened last night?" Ray asked. Todd touched his forehead, but everything was foggy. He remembered Marty lying on the bed. He remembered kissing her and touching her. And he remembered after it was over as he had covered her up lovingly with the blanket and kissed her cheek. But other than that, everything was hazy. Something happened... Something big, but he didn't know what. "I'm not saying anything else until my lawyer gets here," Todd replied. "That would be me," a woman's voice spoke. "Hello, I'm Nora Gannon." She shook his hand as she stood there looking confident about her ability to help him in his case. "Hello," Todd spoke. "I'm Todd Manning, the one accused of raping Marty Saybrooke. I didn't hurt her...." Nora sat down across the table from Todd. "Tell me everything, Todd, starting from the beginning... from when you first met Miss Saybrooke," Nora coaxed. Todd proceeded to tell Nora every single detail of his and Marty's association together, leaving out no small detail, including their passionate encounters at her place. When he got to the night of Marty's rape, his memory was sketchy at best. "I know we had a fight," Todd admitted. "But we made up... upstairs in Kevin's room. She lay on the bed... and I--- I made love to her. I had taken a lot of drugs, but yeah, she wanted it. She was practically begging for it." Nora took down notes as Todd spoke. "If everything you are telling me is true, I think we can get you off. But there is the small matter of Powell's confession. He's swearing up and down that you, he, and Zach raped Marty at the Spring Fling. Zach isn't talking. The police have gathered any evidence they could find in the case... so right now it's your word against Powell's and Marty's. The doctors at the hospital found bruises on Marty's body as well as other signs of rape, but no one can prove behind a shadow of the doubt that you had anything to do with it," said Nora. "Todd, are you absolutely sure that there isn't something more you just aren't telling me?" "Yeah, actually there is... I think I'm in love with Marty Saybrooke," Todd confessed. *~* Vicki couldn't believe what she was hearing from Tina. Their missing brother was here in Llanview and was now in jail accused of rape? "Ohhh Good Lord!" gasped Vicki. "Tina, this cannot be possible. Who is he? And do you think he could have committed this unspeakable crime?" "He's Todd Manning," explained Tina, knowing that Vicki knew Todd well as he was one of Kevin's frat brothers. Vicki had even had Todd and a few of Kevin's other friends over for dinner not all that long ago. "I am not sure if he raped Marty Saybrooke or not," Tina replied. "Word is that Marty gets around." "Tina! Please don't talk that way. First of all, the girl has just been brutally raped. And secondly, she's my daughter Megan's roommate. This is all just so terrible," Vicki said sadly. "We finally find our brother, but he's locked up in jail. There has got to be something we can do..." "I think you should go to the jail and talk to Todd," Tina suggested. ~*~ Megan got to the hospital the first thing the next morning. She stopped to talk to Dr. Wolek about Marty's condition. "Marty's been sleeping for hours," Larry told Megan. "She's had a really rough time, Megan. She's going to need all of her friends right now, especially since she has no relatives here in Llanview." "Is Marty going to be okay?" Megan asked worriedly. She hadn't been able to stop crying since Kevin had told her the horrible news of Marty's attack. "Physically, yes..." Larry answered as he spoke softly where no one could hear his words except Megan. "Her Lupus is under control... but there is one thing. Marty's pregnant, Megan. And from what I can gather, she isn't happy about this pregnancy, not at all." Megan looked shocked. Marty hadn't even been seeing anyone, no one serious anyway... not that she knew of. "I'm going to go and see her. She needs me now," said Megan. She thanked Larry and then went to Marty's hospital room. "Marty, I'm here," Megan said as she took her friend's hand in hers and took a seat in the chair next to Marty's bed. "Megan, what am I going to do?" Marty asked tearfully. "This baby can't be brought into the world. He or she will destroy lives; it'll be a monster just like it's father and I'll be responsible for bringing it into this world." Tears streamed down Marty's cheeks. Everything was so bad. She had been raped, and she had just discovered she was pregnant. She wished with all her heart that she had never laid eyes on Todd Manning. Gently Megan squeezed Marty's hand in hers. "Honey, Larry told me. I didn't even know you were seeing anyone," Megan spoke. She listened intently as Marty said the baby's father was a monster. "Marty, just who is this baby's father?" Megan asked, fear in her eyes. Something told her that Marty's answer just wouldn't be good. "I"m not seeing anyone; I wasn't. I just slept with him twice...Todd," she said coldly. "The father is Todd Manning --- Satan himself in disguise." Megan tried to disguise her horror. "Kevin told me that--- that Todd was one of the guys who attacked you. I'm so sorry, Marty. What are you going to do about the baby? It is YOUR baby. That asshole is behind bars. He doesn't have any claim to the child," said Megan. "Have you thought about giving the baby up for adoption?" "If Todd stays behind bars, then I could do that. I don't want him knowing I'm pregnant with his kid. But if he gets out of this somehow and finds out, he'll never leave me alone EVER!" "I don't think he's getting out anytime soon, Marty. Supposedly Powell has confessed, and Zach and Todd aren't far behind. I just can't believe this... Powell is my distant cousin. It makes me just SICK what those three did to you!" Megan said sorrowfully. "Marty, if you decide to keep the baby... I will help you. I'm your best friend and I'd do anything for you." "I know," Marty said softly. "But how can I raise a baby? I'm in med school." "Do you think I can do it?" Marty asked. "It will be hard, Marty... but we can all pitch in. All of your friends. We all care about you.... and to tell you the truth, I love babies," Megan said as she held Marty's hand. "But are you sure you can do this? Raise this child? Knowing he or she is the child of the man who raped you?" "I know the baby is innocent... but every time you look at him or her... are you going to remember what happened.... how Todd hurt you?" Megan asked. "Ohhh Marty, I know how hard this must be. You have such a big decision to make.... and damn, I wish it didn't have to be such a painful one." " I don't know," Marty sobbed. "It'll be so hard to look at this baby, even though its not the baby's fault. Remembering and seeing Todd in this baby is going to be so hard. Maybe adoption is a better idea." "Whatever you decide, honey, I'm here for you," Megan promised as she tenderly wiped away Marty's tears. "Right now though, you need to rest up. You don't want another flare up with your Lupus." Since Megan had Lupus too; she knew how painful those flare-ups could be. *~* Todd wasn't doing so well. As the drugs started wearing off, he became feverish. He lay on his cot, trembling and feeling as though the demons of hell had risen up to take him away. "Marty!" he called out, convulsing as the drugs left his system. "I didn't want to hurt you!" A doctor was called to take a look at him. Todd looked up in a foggy haze, seeing a man standing over him. He thought it was his father. "Please, no!" he cried out. "Don't hit me!" Todd cowered away, trying to cover his face with his arms. "Todd, it's me, Dr. Larry Wolek. You're going to be okay," the doctor promised. "Marty... I need Marty. Where is she?" Todd asked, his voice sorrowful. "Tell her I didn't mean it. Tell her please." "This man needs to be moved to the hospital," Larry told the guard. Todd was taken to Llanview hospital where the doctors began working on him. They tried to get his drug-detox under control. He continued to call out for Marty, his voice echoing down the halls. Larry listened in horror as Todd started confessing all of his sins. "I'm sorry, Marty... I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you," Todd call out although his eyes were closed and he wasn't fully conscious. "I want to take it back!" Watching his patient go through sheer agony, Larry couldn't help but feel for the man, especially since he kept calling out in a raw voice for Marty, begging for her forgiveness, and saying he never meant to hurt her. "Start an IV on this patient," Larry told the nurse. "And don't let him out of your sight." *~* A nurse came in to check on Marty. "Is there anything I can get you, Miss Saybrooke?" the nurse asked gently. "No thank you,' Marty said politely. "I'm going to rest." "Meg, don't leave please? I don't want to be alone in the hospital," she told her friend. "And if you see Kevin while I'm sleeping tell him thank you. He's been so sweet." "I won't leave you, sweetie. I promise," Megan said as Marty lay back against the pillows. She stayed right beside Marty's bed. *~* Hours passed, and Todd was doing a bit better. His breathing was calmer and his vitals had nearly returned to normal. He awakened and realized he was in the hospital. "What am I doing here?" he said in a whisper, looking down and seeing an IV in his arm. He ripped the IV out, watching as blood shot everywhere. "I hate hospitals," he grumbled. He felt really sick and incredibly weak, but he wanted out of this hospital bed... NOW. "Nurse," he called out. The nurse walked over to Todd's bed. "Yes? How are you feeling, Mr. Manning?" she asked. She then gasped, seeing he had ripped out his own IV. "Mr. Manning, you shouldn't have done that. You're bleeding all over the place!" the nurse exclaimed. "Don't you move a muscle! I will be right back with some bandages!" The nurse scurried off down the hallway in search of bandages to stop Todd's bleeding. On rubbery legs, Todd stood up. Suddenly a thought hit him. Ray had said Marty was in the hospital. Now was his chance to talk to her and straighten everything out. "Marty, I'm coming," he said aloud as he picked up a pillow case and wrapped it around his bleeding arm. *~* Megan had sit beside Marty for hours. Her rear end has actually fallen asleep for sitting in that uncomfortable chair for so long. She stood up and stretched her limbs. She then decided to head down to the cafeteria for something to eat, as Marty was now resting so peacefully. "Be right back, Marty," she said in a whisper. She then disappeared down the hallway, toward the cafeteria. Todd was in the hallway wearing a ridiculously small hospital gown that showed off a good portion of his backside. He scowled seeing Megan leaving a hospital room and he immediately assumed it was Marty's. He grabbed Marty's chart off the wall right outside the door, reading it over. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 04 "Yep, definitely Marty Saybrooke," Todd said quietly as he read that the patient had Lupus and had been gang-raped. His eyes about popped out of his head when he read on, seeing that an ultrasound had confirmed a pregnancy in the third month. Todd wasn't that good at math, but he was able to think back to three months ago and recall those two erotic incidences at Marty's place where they had made wild and passionate love. Could the child Marty carried be his? Silently, Todd entered Marty's hospital room. She looked like a sweet angel sleeping there. Tenderly his hand reached out and he caressed her cheek. "Marty, I'm here," he said in a soft whisper. Marty's eyes opened groggily and when she saw Todd, she jumped back. "Leave me alone!" she screamed. She tried to scramble out of the bed to get away from him. "HELP ME!" she yelled, hoping a passing doctor or nurse would hear her. She frantically searched for the call button to alert the nurse. Hearing Marty's screams, Todd cringed. He immediately grabbed her up in his steely arms, holding her tight so she could not struggle. He cupped his hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming. "Ohhh God Marty, please don't scream. They'll take me and lock me up again," Todd said as he looked down into her frightened face. "Please listen to me. I don't know what happened the other night.... but I love you! I love you so much... and I couldn't have did what they are accusing me of... I could never hurt you that way." "If you promise you won't scream, I'll take my hand away, Marty... Will you listen to me? Do you promise not to scream?" Todd begged. Marty whimpered in fear because when he grabbed her flashbacks of the night before hit her. She tried to struggle free from his grasp. She needed to get away from him before he hurt her again. "Marty, please stop..." Todd pleaded as he held her in his arms so tightly to keep her from struggling. "I need to talk to you." "Listen, they arrested me on charges of rape. They say I hurt you. I wouldn't do that," Todd spoke as he looked into her scared blue eyes. "I've done some rotten things in my life, but I could never hurt you. I've been such an ass to you... I know it... but I need to tell you why...." He kept his hand cupped tight over her mouth so she wouldn't scream. That's all he needed; to be locked up in that awful cell again. "Marty, I--- I love you. I've never said those words to anyone before. Never. But it's true. And those feelings scared me out of my mind. I wanted you so much... but all I could do was be an ass to you, cause I was scared. I am so sorry." "To be honest, I don't know for sure what happened the night of the Spring Fling. I had taken a lot of drugs... A WHOLE LOT of drugs and I wasn't thinking clearly. But the police say someone raped you. All I remember is making love to you.... if someone hurt you... you have to tell me who he is," Todd spoke. "Cause I will hunt him down and rip him apart piece by piece with my bare hands." "If I take my hand away now... do you promise not to scream?" Todd asked. Marty swallowed then nodded slowly. She promised him with her eyes that she wouldn't scream. But Todd had to know he had done this. He was the one who started it that night. He raped her first, followed by Zach then Powell. Looking down into Marty's lovely face, Todd slowly moved his hand away. He still held her in a tight grip so she wouldn't call for a nurse and he kept his hand right next to the pillow beside her so that if she began screaming again, he could easily stop her from calling out for anyone. "Okay, Marty, what happened? Who hurt you?" Todd asked as he gently caressed her hair back from her face. "Was it Powell? Zach? You gotta tell me..." Marty was shaking from fear as she began to speak. "It...was the three of you. Y-you first, then Zach and then Powell," she choked out. "I was only trying to sleep up in Kevin's room when all three of you came in. You wouldn't stop; I begged you to stop." Todd listened as a look of horror came to his face. "No... noooo ... NO," he gasped out. "I couldn't... I wouldn't..." But bits and pieces of memories were coming back. He remembered tears on Marty's face and her begging him to stop. Could it be true... could he have actually raped the woman he loved? "Marty, ohhh God... say it isn't true," he said, but deep down he knew that it was. "I --- I wish I could," she said sadly. "But it's true. I still don't know why you did it." She didn't know what to think really. She was just so hurt and now things were so crazy with her being pregnant, too. Todd was actually knocked to his knees beside Marty's bed when he heard her words. He didn't remember every detail, but Marty wouldn't lie to him about this. He knew she was telling the truth. It hurt like a knife in his chest. He could barely breathe. Tears started running from his eyes as Todd Manning cried for the first time since he was a small boy of eight years old. "My dad was always right, I am a monster," he said in a choked voice. "Marty, I'm so sorry... if I could take it back, I would, but I never can...." he said as he lay his head against her stomach and he cried like a little child. "I have to go back... so they can lock me up... but I don't want to leave you, I don't." Marty didn't know what to say or do; was Todd really sorry? Or was this some kind of act to make her feel pity for him? Was he going to claim being mentally insane just to get out a long jail sentence? She just didn't know what to do or even what to feel right now. With hot tears streaking his face, Todd looked up at Marty where his head was pressed to her tummy. "Marty, I DO love you..." he said in a whisper. "Don't forget that." He stood. "I gotta go," he said sorrowfully. "Back to the jail where all rapists belong..." He started to walk out the door. "One more thing though...." he spoke turning to look at her. "Is it true? Are you pregnant with my child?" Marty looked at Todd in shock. " H-how did you know that?" she asked in surprise. She had only told Kevin and Meg; how did Todd know it was his baby??? Todd shrugged. "It doesn't matter how I know...." he said softly. "I just need to know... is it true? Is the baby mine?" "Yes," Marty said quietly. "It is." Even though she hadn't wanted Todd to know, he already knew obviously so there was no use in keeping it a secret now..... Or should she have lied? Todd stared as Marty spoke the words, his heart turning over in his chest. "I've fucked everything up, haven't I? You, me, the baby... things could have been so much different.... If I wasn't such an ass... If I wasn't such a monster," Todd spoke as he lay his hand on the door. "But it's too late for me. It's not too late for you, Marty. Take good care of yourself... and our baby..." He choked out the last words as he walked away. In the hallway, he was grabbed by a prison guard. He didn't even fight when they drug him away. In the meantime, Megan had returned from the cafeteria, carrying a cup of coffee. She got there just in time to see Todd Manning pulled away by a prison guard. "Oh my God, Marty, what happened?!" she asked worriedly as she burst into the room. "Did that asshole hurt you again?!" Marty shook her head. "No," she said softly. She then told Megan the whole story. She was feeling so dazed and she wasn't sure what to think of everything Todd had said. "How can the man just have totally forgot that he had raped you, Marty? Is he totally messed up on drugs? Mental? Or what?" Megan said shaking her head. "Marty, what are you going to do about all of this?" "He admitted to being heavily on drugs. I don't what or how much he took. So I just don't know," Marty said softly. "I don't know, Meg... but this baby...it's a part of me, too." "Yes, it is.... and you have no family left... only your aunt, and she's in Ireland. You don't even seem to get along with her," Megan reminded as she took Marty's hand in hers. "So have you decided to keep the baby? What about Todd, do you think he'll get out... and want to see the child?" "I'll keep the baby. I don't know... Todd actually went willingly and told me to take care of the baby. He said something about how he was a monster." Megan looked at Marty, a little unsure of what she was hearing. "Marty, are you saying you might actually have feelings for Todd? I know you slept with him a couple of times... but is that all there was to it? Or maybe.... is there more?" asked Megan. " I don't know what I feel," Marty sobbed. "I thought I could have feelings for him at first, but he was so mean. Why should I like him or even care?" Megan nodded. It sounded complicated. Here Marty was three months pregnant... and her baby's father was her rapist. What could be more complicated than that? "I don't know what to say...... I just hope he gets some help in jail. Drug Rehab... Counseling, whatever he needs," said Megan. "Marty, if you're sure you'll be okay, I need to go home for awhile. If you need anything... anything at all, just call me," Megan said as she kissed her friend's cheek. She then quietly left. Not long after Megan's departure, Dr. Larry Wolek came in. "How's my favorite patient?" he asked as he was glancing over the records of Marty's medical file. He walked over to the bed and smiled at Marty. "You're looking much better today, my dear. Your color is coming back," he said as he quickly examined her. Softly he placed a hand over her still flat tummy. "Have you made any decisions yet about your pregnancy?" he asked. He didn't want to push her into a decision, but time was running out and she needed to make a choice as soon as possible. As he stood there, looking at Marty, he thought about the things Todd Manning had said as he was in de-tox. Patient confidentiality kept him from telling Marty exactly what he had heard. From the sound of things, Todd was remorseful for what he had done to Marty. The man was clearly messed up and needed a lot of counseling. Larry just couldn't get over the mournful sound of Todd's voice as he had called out Marty's name. Larry loved Marty like his own daughter and all he wanted was to see this young woman healthy and happy. Ever since she had been diagnosed with Lupus, Larry had been there for her. No matter what, he would have done absolutely anything for Marty. Now he didn't know what to do, because as much as he wanted to hate Todd Manning, he had a feeling that the man who was behind bars for Marty's rape was actually madly in love with the woman he had brutalized. *~* With Tina's urging, Vicki had decided to go see her brother in jail. She had to find out if the charges against him were true. She also had to tell him about his parentage along with his sizable inheritance. She was just about ready to walk out the door, when her daughter Megan came in. "Hi, honey," Vicki said, giving her oldest daughter a big hug. "Hi, Mom," said Megan as she hugged her mother so tight. "What is it, baby? What's wrong?" Vicki asked, sensing her daughter's agitation. "Ohhh Mom, I just left Marty's hospital room. She was raped. It was sooo soooo horrible. She's my dearest friend... and she's such a good person... How could anyone have done something this awful to her?" Megan said sadly. "I don't know, sweetie... but Kevin called earlier. He told me about what happened. Tina mentioned it, too. I feel so bad for Marty. Is she going to be okay?" "Yeah, Larry said that physically she's going to be fine... but I don't know, Mom. She just found out she's three months pregnant." "Pregnant?" Vicki gasped. "Oh my God, does--- does she know who the baby's father is?" "She says the baby belongs to Todd Manning, one of the men that raped her." Vicki raised her hands to her face as she was overcome with shock. "Todd Manning is my brother....." Vicki told Megan. "He's your uncle." "What?! That CAN'T be!" Megan gasped. "Oh my God, no!" "It's true. I just found out myself. And now with him in jail and accused of rape, I just don't know what to do or how to react. Tina said I should go to the jail... and try to talk to him." "Aunt Tina is wrong. It's Marty that needs you now, Mom. Not Todd," said Megan. "The baby she carries, if it is Todd's; it is YOUR niece or nephew. Please, Mom....don't go to Todd now.... Marty's parents died when she was young; she needs you now." "You're right, Megan. I'll go and see her right away," said Vicki as she kissed her daughter's cheek. "Thanks, Mom," Megan said with relief. "I'll stay here with Jessi; you go see Marty." Megan had been looking forward to spending some time with her little sister. *~* "As unexpected as this was and as horrible as it might turn out in the end, I'd like to keep the baby; it is a part of me," Marty said. "It's going to be hard, but I don't think it would be fair to terminate the pregnancy." Larry smiled at Marty as he gently patted her hand. "I support your decision fully. You see, my wife and I lost our little girl at birth... and I know where you are coming from," spoke Larry. "This child will bring you joy. I know that, Marty." "As long as you are feeling strong enough, you may check out of the hospital in the morning. You will still need to come see me for regular check-ups though... and don't forget to take your medications for your Lupus. Now more than ever, you don't want to have a flare-up. And about the drinking, it's going to have to stop," Larry warned. "You have the baby to think of now. And the alcohol could cause harm, not to mention complications with your Lupus." "Right now, the baby you carry looks perfectly healthy. I just want both you and the baby to stay that way," Larry said gently. Marty nodded. "I know, Dr. Wolek. I'll listen to everything you say and I'll do things right and take care of myself and this baby," she promised. Then she looked at the doctor with a worried expression on her face. "W-will my Lupus affect the baby in any way?" "The baby should be fine as long as you avoid alcohol, take your meds and follow doctors orders," said Larry with a kind smile. "It's you I worry about. Pregnancy can be a stress on the body and any sort of stress can cause a flare-up. You will have to take your temperature several times a day... and at the first sign of a fever, you need to get to the hospital right away." Larry placed a soft kiss on Marty's cheek. "I am gonna go and let you get some rest now. I'll be here in the morning when you check out," he promised. Larry walked out in the hallway and was a bit surprised to see Vicki standing there. "Hey, Vicki. How are you?" Larry asked the woman he still thought of as his sister despite his wife Meredith's death. "I'm here to see Marty Saybrooke. How's she doing Larry?" "She's doing okay. She could really use her friends though. Thanks for coming, Vicki." "Awww... you're welcome," said Vicki, seeing Larry begin to walk away. "Uhhhh Larry, you wouldn't by chance know Todd Manning, would you?" "Ummmm... yeah, he's a patient of mine..." Larry said as his curiosity peaked. "What's your interest in Todd Manning, Vicki?" "I just found out three days ago that he's my younger brother. It appears my father...... you know, got around," said Vicki. "The fact is, he and Tina are full brother and sister. Irene, my best friend in college, is Todd's mother." "Wow, I had no idea," Larry said in surprise. "I suppose you know, he's been accused of being one of the men who raped Marty." "Yes, I've heard. I wanted to be here for Marty through all of this. Her parents died, and she doesn't have anyone." "I know," Larry said with a small smile. "I have kind of taken her under my wing. She's like the daughter Meredith and I could have had." Vicki hugged Larry tight. "Dr. Larry Wolek, you are such a good man," she said kissing his cheek. "Thanks," he said with a grin. "I better get back to work." After Larry disappeared down the hallway, Vicki gently rapped on Marty's hospital room door. "Marty, it's Vicki Buchanan, may I come in?" she called out. *~* Todd was taken back to his jail cell after his little stunt in the hospital. It was decided that if he was well enough to rip out his IV and take a stroll around the hospital, then he was well enough to return to jail. Once in his cell, Rebecca came to see him. "Rebecca," he said as he stood and came over to the bars of his cell. "I need you to help me. I need you to tell my lawyer I want to change my plea to guilty. I did rape Marty Saybrooke. Memories are starting to come back to me... vague ones... but I know that I hurt her that night of the Spring Fling. I deserve to pay for my crime." "I'll do what I can to try to help you, Todd," Rebecca promised. "I will contact your lawyer and let her know you are changing your plea." "Thank you, Rebecca. And could we talk about saving my soul now?" Todd asked as he sat down on his small cot, looking at his hands. Rebecca looked surprised. Todd had made a major turn around since she had last came to see him. He even wanted to talk about religion now. "Of course," said Rebecca. She called for the guard and then entered Todd's cell. Taking a chair, she sat down close to him. "What would you like to talk about?" she asked him. "I've done some really bad things." "Like what?" "I hurt Marty. All I really wanted to do was to love her... but I was scared to share my feelings with her... so instead, I did hurtful things. I hate myself for hurting her as I did. And the ultimate act that is entirely unforgivable was when I raped her the night of the Spring Fling. I deserve to die for that. If there was a way, I would end it now." "Are you talking about killing yourself, Todd?" Rebecca asked in alarm. "Maybe I am." Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 05 Author's Note: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. This story also deals with the topic of nonconsensual sex, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. Please do not forget to vote! *~* Marty had been leaning back against the pillows when there was a knock at the door and a voice announced Vicki's presence. "Yes, come in!" Marty called out as a visit from Vicki was always welcome. She truly liked Megan's family. Vicki came into the room, giving Marty a gentle smile. "Hello, dear," she said, taking Marty's hand in hers. "I just want you to know I'm thinking of you. I'm so sorry about what happened the other night. Kevin and Megan have been so worried about you." "If there's anything I can do... anything at all, you just say the word. I care so much about you, Marty, and if nothing else, I'd like to be here, just so you have a friend you can talk to, someone you can trust," Vicki said kindly. "But before I say anything else... there is something you need to know...." "Todd Manning, one of the men who raped you, is my younger brother," Vicki stated. "Thank you Vicki," Marty said. "You've all been so kind ... Megan, Kevin and you." "I will keep that in mind," Marty spoke when Vicki said she could talk to her at any time. Yet when Vicki mentioned that Todd was her brother, Marty's eyes went wide with surprise. "Yeah, I was shocked and surprised, too. I just found out. Todd doesn't even know yet," Vicki explained. "He was given up for adoption when he was just a baby. My father was ... not a very good man, and his mother Irene only wanted to protect him. But with the recent reading of my father's will, we need to tell Todd that he's set to inherit a great deal of my father's fortune." "Marty, I don't know Todd well at all. I only know him through Kevin and Megan... and he did come over one night to have dinner at my house. Come to think of it, you were there that night, too," said Vicki. "I'm going to the jail soon to see Todd... but only because I believe there is good in everyone. I know Todd hurt you, and he should have to pay for his crime.... but despite all that, he's still my brother. If there is any good in him at all, I want to be a sister to him." Marty sighed deeply. "I understand," she told Vicki. "He needs help and if you can be there for him in any way I think you should. I just don't know what to think about him. He told me he's in love with me and acted that way because he was on drugs... and it's all just so complicated now that I'm pregnant, too." "There is mental illness in our family, that's what worries me," Vicki admitted. She then nodded when Marty spoke of her pregnancy. "Yes, Megan told me you are expecting. That means I am going to be the little one's aunt," Vicki stated as she took Marty's hand into hers. "I'd like you to consider coming to live with me, Marty. I can help you with the baby. It would be wonderful having a new baby in the house again. It's been so very long since Jessi was a baby. And Jessi would love having you, too. You know how she adores you." "If Todd's hooked on drugs, he definitely needs help. I will go to him, see what I can do. I'm so sorry that things are so complicated now... but I have a feeling that everything will eventually get better," said Vicki. Marty smiled when she heard Vicki's comforting words. "Thank you, Vicki, I'd like that. I could use all the help I can get and I'd love spending time with Jessi, too," she said. "Please do what you can for him. I hope once he knows he has family that cares, he'll change." "That's what I'm really worried about. We don't really know what sort of family he was adopted into.... maybe he's never had anyone who truly cared," Vicki replied. "But what about you, Marty? I know he hurt you the night of the Spring Fling, but obviously, you knew him before that considering you are three months along with his child. You probably know him better than anyone. Do you think he can change?" "He wouldn't let me get to know him; he could be pretty cruel sometimes. I tried to help him to study for the Calculus test. We just had this strong attraction, but when I saw how cruel he really was I ended it and he didn't like that so much...not at all." Vicki listened as Marty spoke of her complicated relationship with Todd. "Did he hurt you... physically... before the night of the rape? Do you think he's violent?" Vicki asked. "I'm just worried about the future, Marty... if he gets out, he's probably going to want to see his child. And the baby is completely innocent. Todd's going to inherit millions. 37 million to be exact. If there's any chance he could hurt this baby, we need to be prepared." "No, not physically...he was just rude and mean once he got what he wanted. No regard for my feelings. He only got violent after I ended things. But even after I did end it, I tried to help him study for the calc test, then he failed and blamed me. I don't know what to do I just want to protect this baby." "So do I, sweetheart," Vicki said as she held Marty's hand and gave it a tender squeeze. "I will help you protect the baby... just as soon as you're ready... you can move in. And when that baby gets here, he or she is going to be so spoiled. Tina might not like you coming to live with us... but it's my house... and she doesn't have a say, not really." "Now, honey, I need to go. I am going to visit Todd. As soon as you're better, come over and we can make arrangements for you moving in," said Vicki as she bent to kiss Marty's cheek. "Everything is going to be okay, dear. I promise." After giving Marty a quick hug, Vicki left. Marty felt reassured by Vicki's promise and laid her head down and soon fell asleep. She was totally exhausted and sleep was sounding so good to her right now. Marty was slept soundly and for the first time since the rape she felt like maybe it would be alright. Things would get better; they had to get better. *~* "Surely you don't want to commit suicide, Todd. I know life seems pretty bleak right now... but it can get better," Rebecca spoke to him. "No, not for me. I fucked my life up... BAD," he spoke as he faltered on the words. "And my dad, he always said he wished I had never been born. I should have died at birth." "What about your mom, Todd? Didn't she love you?" "I though she did... but I was wrong. She left me when I was only eight. After she was gone, there was no one to stop the beating.... then.... things just got worse," Todd said, staring at the wall. "My dad started doing other things." "What sort of other things?" asked Rebecca. "I don't want to talk about it," he said with a heavy sigh. "Can someone get me some paper? I want to write a letter to Marty." "A suicide note?" Rebecca questioned worriedly. "No one would miss me, if I was gone... I'd be doing the whole world a favor." Rebecca was worried beyond words at Todd's depressed state. "I should get your psychiatrist," she said, starting to get up. "No, don't leave me. I am having flashbacks," he said, grasping her arm so she wouldn't leave. "I hurt Marty. I raped her." "Todd, let me go!" Rebecca insisted. In fear, she started screaming for the guard. Todd let Rebecca go, his eyes flashing with pain. He felt like a monster. No woman in this world would ever want him to touch them again, he was sure of it. What was there left to live for? Marty was having his baby, but she would never forgive him. He was the monster his father had always accused him of being. He didn't even deserve to draw another breath. "Todd, I am going to get Ray," Rebecca promised when the guard let her out of Todd's cell. "Don't tell Ray what we talked about," Todd pleaded as she started walking away. *~* Todd was totally freaking out. The walls seemed to be closing in on him in the cell. His attorney and his psychiatrist were no where in sight and Rebecca had left him alone with his flashbacks. He suddenly saw someone standing in the cell beside him. "Marty, is that you?" Todd asked in shock. Todd started beating on the bars, begging the guard to let him out. The woman in his cell was Marty and her clothes were torn, her face streaked with tears. "You hurt me, Todd... you raped me," she said. Todd didn't realize that he was having flashbacks of the night of the spring Fling. The guard had to come in and give Todd a sedative. Finally Todd slept, this time with no nightmares or flashbacks to haunt him. When he woke hours later, he sat up quickly, feeling as though the drugs had finally completely worn out of his system. For the first time in days, he was hungry. "Hey, what's a guy gotta do to get a little food in here?!" Todd called out to the guard. After a tray of food was brought to Todd, he began eating like a starving man. He devoured every bite and then started demanding to see either his attorney or his shrink. *~* Vicki drove over to the Llanview jail. She went in and asked for a pass to see Todd Manning. "Lady, you don't want to see that guy. He's a rapist," said the guard. "He may be a rapist, but he's also my brother," Vicki said. Vicki was taken to Todd's cell. "You're not my lawyer... or my shrink... what do you want?" he asked her ungraciously. "Ohhh your Kevin Buchanan's mommy. I recognize you. Did he tell you all about how I tied Marty Saybrooke to his bed and raped her?" Todd asked rudely. "How dare you speak to me like that, Todd!" Vicki exclaimed. "I'm here because I might actually give a damn about you!" "You give a damn about ME?! You don't even really know me!" Todd growled. "I'm your sister!" Vicki said quickly. "Lady, you're wrong," Todd said with a sarcastic chuckle. "I don't have any siblings." "Todd, didn't anyone ever tell you that you were adopted?" "Adopted... no. What in the world are you talking about?" Todd demanded, looking more annoyed than anything as he spoke to Vicki. "Your biological mother, Irene Manning gave up at birth to your adopted parents, Peter and Barbara Manning. Todd, you're actually my younger brother. I didn't believe it at first either. But my sister Tina collected all the evidence," explained Vicki. "You're my brother. Victor Lord was your father." "You're crazy... I'm not adopted." "Todd, I can prove everything I am telling you. Tina hired a private investigator. We have your birth records, your adoption certificate. You're a Lord." As she spoke, Todd started to hope maybe Vicki was right. He had always hated Peter Manning, and he really did hope that man was not his biological father. "So when do I met my dear old dad?" Todd asked, speaking of Victor. "I'm sorry, Todd. He died. You won't be meeting him," Vicki said. "Ohhh.... well, why are you telling me all this? After what I did to Marty, I thought you would hate me," spoke Todd. "Because you and I have a biological tie... and I hope there is some good in you, underneath whatever it is that made you snap the night of the Spring Fling. I care about you... and I care about Marty," spoke Vicki. "I've asked her to live with me, and she's accepted." "Isn't that just cozy? My big sister taking care of my......" Todd's words trailed off, cause he didn't know what to call Marty. She wasn't exactly his girlfriend, but she was carrying his child. Finally, he finished. "....victim," he spoke, for lack of a better word. "Did she tell you she's going to have my kid?" "Yes, she did, Todd, and for that baby's sake, you really need to get your act together," Vicki insisted. "What makes you think you can and will get better?" Todd asked. "Because Marty told me you're in love with her...." "That's between me and Marty," Todd said, feeling totally exposed now that this woman claiming to be his sister knew his most intimate emotions when it came to Marty. Todd WAS in love; he admitted that fact to himself now, but he wasn't ready to deal with it all yet. He had no clue what do with it... now that he allowed himself to feel it. "I grew up believing I was nothing but a monster.... and when I got here to college, I started doing drugs.... to escape the pain of my life," Todd told Vicki. "No more drugs for me now though... I'm seeing everything with a clear head. And I don't like what I see." "I'm sure you don't, Todd... but you still have a long life to live..... and you could change... you could get better. For Marty and your child." "Marty hates me after what I did. I can't really blame her..." Todd spoke. "To tell you the truth, before you got here, I was thinking suicide had to be better than this jail cell. I hate it here... I want to die." "Todd, listen to me. You DO have a future," Vicki said as she looked at him through the bars. "Marty's having your baby. Do you want to see your child someday." "Sure, I do... but he'll probably hate me too," answered Todd. "It's the fact that you hate yourself that's the problem, Todd. I must be going now. Just listen to your attorney and do the right thing," said Vicki. "I'll be back." "Next time can you bring some real food?" Todd asked her. "They've been serving me bread and water in here... and I want a Big Mac." As she left, Vicki wasn't sure if her talk with Todd was a success or not, but she was certain of one thing. Todd Manning wasn't exactly the "Monster" he kept claiming to be. *~* The next day came, and Todd wasn't feeling well. He had a gruesome headache. He was served a cold and tasteless breakfast, and then his psychiatrist Ray came in to ask him a lot of questions. "So, Todd, what makes you think you are a monster?" Ray said, watching as Todd played with his so-called food. "My dad.... Peter Manning. That was his pet-name for me. I was his little monster," Todd said sarcastically. "Everything that went wrong, it was always my fault. He would beat me a lot. Sometimes he would hit my mom.... but then she left. I was only eight." "How did you feel when your mother left?" "I don't have feelings..." Todd said uncooperatively. "Okay, let's try this question then. Why did you rape Marty Saybrooke?" Todd stared at Ray, a look of sheer anger coming to his face. He barely breathed as he imagined his fist making contact with his shrink's face. *~* Marty had slept through the night and was up early waiting for Dr. Wolek as she was so ready to check out of the hospital. She could not wait to get a hot shower and clean clothes. As soon as she got home, she planned to call Vicki to make the arrangements to move in. Knowing Marty would get out of the hospital today, Megan arrived to pick her up. "You're looking so much better," Megan said as she kissed her friend's cheek. "Mom, told me the news. You're going to be just like part of the family." Marty smiled at her friend. "I'm so glad you're okay with that. I actually really like your mom. She's always been so nice and I could always use the help." Larry came in, carrying Marty's discharge papers. He smiled at both Marty and Megan. "Just sign on the dotted line," he said. Marty smiled and signed on the dotted line. Larry smiled at Marty, giving her a hug goodbye. "Take care, Marty," he said before leaving the room. A nurse pushed Marty in a wheelchair out to Megan's car. As they drove back to their place, Megan spoke to Marty. "My mom thinks a lot of you, Marty. She's very excited about you coming to live at Llanfair with her and the rest of the family. It's a really big place, so you'll get your own room, of course. Right now, my mom lives there, my step-dad, Tina, her sister, her sister's husband Cord Roberts, along with my sister Jessi and my two cousins, Sarah and C.J.," explained Megan. "Everyone is really nice... except for Aunt Tina... Sometimes she can be a real... you-know-what. You might just want to avoid her. I think my mom only puts up with her since she's her sister." Megan laughed softly, rolling her eyes when she though of her aunt Tina who always seemed to be on a perpetual rag. "Yeah, your mom kindda warned me about her," Marty said. "I'll be sure to avoid Tina," she said with a small laugh. "It'll be great though to be around a family that is so secure. I don't have any of my own unless of course you count Kiki," she said, shaking her head. *~* After his fiasco visit with his psychiatrist, Todd's attorney came to see him next. "I heard you want to change your plea to guilty," said Nora. "I do. Memories came back to me from the night of the Spring Fling. Powell Lord III, Zach Rosen, and I did rape Marty Saybrooke," Todd spoke. "If that's true, I can't be your attorney anymore," Nora said coldly. "You told me you were an innocent man." Todd laughed loudly. "I don't have an innocent bone in my body. I raped Marty Saybrooke. I tied her to the bed. And I'm a monster." Todd was flabbergasted when his attorney dropped his case, calling him all sorts of disgusting names. She left angrily, and Todd stood there, not knowing what he should do. He needed money to hire another lawyer and right now his father wasn't in the mood to put forth another dime to help Todd. "I gotta get out of this place," Todd said to himself as he paced back and forth in the tiny cell. He felt like the walls were closing in on him, squeezing the very breath out of him. When Ray came to see him, Todd informed him that his attorney had quit. "I need a new lawyer..... and fast...." Todd spoke. "I want out of this place." "The court will appoint an attorney to take your case. I will see to it immediately," promised Ray. "But Todd, you aren't getting out of here... not for a LONG while. Rape is a very serious offense... and your bail has been set at a quarter of a million dollars." "Holy Fuck!" Todd exclaimed. He would never raise that kind of money. NEVER. It looked as though he was S.O.L. *~* When they got back to the Saybrooke mansion, Megan began helping Marty pack up a few of her things. She walked over to Marty's piano, picking up the framed photograph of Marty with her parents, David and Samantha Saybrooke. She placed the photo in a box, along with a few of Marty's other special mementos. "Marty, uhhh... I have to tell you, I'd love to stay here at your house and take care of things for you here... but I met this guy... and well, I haven't told anyone yet, but I am moving in with him," said Megan as she smiled when she thought of her new boyfriend. "His name is Jake, and he's SOOO wonderful. He makes me incredibly happy... and when he asked me to move in with him, I just couldn't refuse," Megan explained. "I know your parents left you this house and everything in it... but with your Aunt Kiki in Ireland and you going to live with my mom, have you ever thought about selling the place?" "I know Aunt Kiki has been sending you a sizable allowance and my mom will help you out all she can, but with the baby on the way, maybe you will need the extra money," suggested Megan. Since Marty had grown up in this home, Megan realized it might be hard for Marty to part with the place as well as all the possessions which had once belonged to her parents. "We could put your piano and anything else special in storage, until you are able to get your own place someday..." Megan said. "Someday you'll have the house you've always dreamed of." Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 05 Marty looked around the house feeling uncomfortable about parting with the only physical tie she had left with her parents. "I don't know if I could part with it yet, but maybe we can move out my stuff, and I could rent the place out for a bit. And I could decide if I want to sell it later,' Marty said. She then smiled at her friend. "I'm so happy that you've found a guy you like, Meg," she said honestly. "You'll really like him, Marty," said Megan as they talked about her new boyfriend Jake. "He's so handsome and smart. He's everything I ever dreamed of in a guy." "With my health not the best and my Lupus so out of control, I really needed someone like him to come along, to be there for me and make me see the good in life once again," spoke Megan as she continued to help Marty pack up her things. "Well first chance I get, I want to meet this guy and make sure he's being good to you," Marty said with a smile. "I can understand if you're not ready to sell this house yet. You've lived her all your life. But I was kind of thinking we might have the piano moved over to Mom's place. There would be room for it in your bedroom there or perhaps in the parlor... We both know how you love to play," said Megan. "What do you think?" Just then the telephone rang and Megan excused herself to answer it. After she hung up from the call, she said cheerfully to Marty, "That was my mom. She said whenever you have your stuff ready, you can move right in. She also said you can have the bedroom next to Jessi's, if that's okay with you..." "Oh my gosh, I would love it if I could have the piano over there," Marty admitted. "It would be so great!" Then she smiled. "I don't mind at all having the room next to Jessi's, not a problem at all." Megan helped Marty carry her packed items out to the car. After they got the car loaded, Megan called the movers and made arrangements for Marty's piano to be moved to Llanfair the following day. "At least you'll have your beloved piano. I know how you love that thing so much," laughed Megan. "Too bad I don't have any musical ability, otherwise I'd let you teach me how to play." "And yeah, I will bring Jake over to meet my mom and everyone very soon, I promise. Right now though, I want him all to myself for awhile," said Megan with a small giggle. "Wait till you see him, Marty. The man just oozes hotness!" "I'm sure when you get to Mom's, she, Clint and Cord will be able to help you unpack your things. Cord is this really nice guy. So sweet, just like my stepdad. But Tina... she's such a witch. I don't know how my mom and Cord put up with her. C.J. and Sarah are such sweet kids, and thank God they don't act anything like Aunt Tina," said Megan as Marty got ready to go. "Call me after you get all settled. Jake and I will stop over." Marty laughed. "Alright, you have fun and take care. I will call you as soon as I get settled in." She hugged her friend before she got into her car and prepared to leave. *~* Vicki had just told Jessica the news that Marty was coming to live with them. "Ohhh great, Mom. I love Marty so much," said the little girl as she hugged her mother excitedly. "Can she have the room next to mine? Please, Mom... please." "We'll see, honey," said Vicki, kissing Jessica atop her blond head. Tina walked into the living room. "So, Vicki, how did it go at the jail? What did Todd say?" she asked. "Tina, this is hardly the conversation we should be having in front of Jessica," said Vicki. "Jessi~honey, go into the kitchen.... I think Cooke is fixing some brownies just for you," Vicki said to her young daughter. After Jessi had left the room, Vicki sighed. "Todd admitted he raped Marty Saybrooke," said Vicki. "And he's in state of deep shock, finding out he's our brother." "I bet he is," said Tina as she walked over to the decanter to pour herself some brandy. As she sipped at the liquid, she looked over at her sister. "Do you think Todd really raped Marty Saybrooke? I've heard about that girl.... She gets around, if you know what I mean." "Tina, you shouldn't make judgements. Marty is a nice girl, and Kevin and Megan's friend. No matter what her reputation is, she doesn't deserve to be raped. It sickens me that this has happened. Especially with our father's past.... he wasn't exactly the greatest dad. He had a sick mind; he forced himself on me when I was a mere child, and he coerced my best friend who was my age into bed with him. With Todd having our father's genes, I worry," said Vicki as she sank down on the love seat. "But one thing makes me feel better in all of this. Todd claims he actually loves Marty... and he told me he would try to change, so he could be a better man for both Marty... and their baby." "Baby?!" Tina gasped, spitting out some of her drink. "Marty's pregnant?!" "Yes, she's three months along... with our brother's child." "Oh my God, that is so messed up. Marty the Party Girl is carrying Todd the Rapist's baby," laughed Tina. "Stop it, Tina. This is nothing to joke about. As I said before, Marty is a nice girl... and well, I've asked her to live here with us." "You did what?" Tina yelled, her blue eyes shooting sparks as she glared at her sister. "You asked that girl to move in here???" "Yes, I did. I care about her... and the child she carries, it is our niece or nephew," Vicki spoke. "I don't want her here... no way! Because of her, our brother is behind bars!" "Because of our brother, she just got out of the hospital. Now, Tina... this is MY house, and you will be very gracious to Marty... and if you say one thing off color to her, you will be the one on the street," Vicki warned. "You wouldn't do that, Vicki...." Tina said, looking a bit worried. "Try me, Tina. The only reason you are here is because you are married to Cord, my husband's son... and because C.J. and Sarah are my niece and nephew and I happen to love them. Mark my words, if you say anything, anything at all to hurt Marty, you're out on the street." "Okay, fine then... I'll be nice... but it doesn't mean I have to like it...." Tina said with a heavy sigh. "About Todd though... did you tell him about his inheritance?" "I haven't had a chance to discuss that with him yet.... but he's going to find out sooner or later." "Good, maybe then he can hire himself a great lawyer, post his bail, and get out of jail." "Tina, you haven't met him yet... he's ...." Vicki said, trying to think of the words. "He's something else." *~* Todd's new court-appointed attorney arrived to see him. His name was Sam Rappaport. He seemed like an okay dude. Todd was completely straight with him, telling him everything and sparing no small detail. Sam listened intently, taking notes. "A straight confession will help with the case. I know you are going to have to do time, there is no way around that... but I think I can help you, Todd. I've had a few words with your psychiatrist and also with your doctor, Dr. Larry Wolek. If you tell me everything... and I do mean everything, I think we can build a case in your favor," said Sam. "Ohhh yeah? What exactly are you talking about?" "Were you abused as a small child?" Sam asked. "What does that have to do with anything?" Todd asked, feeling uncomfortable with the subject. He had never ... EVER told another living soul the extent of the abuse he had suffered at the hands of his adopted father. "It can make or break your case. Todd, you have to be straight with me.... Can you do that?" asked Sam. "I only want to help you... I know it isn't easy, but if anything at all happened... any sort of abuse, it can bring the case into your favor." Todd sighed. "Yeah, I was abused," he said, the words sticking in his mouth like a soggy peanut butter sandwich. "Do you think you could share with me what happened?" "Do you have a couple of hours?" said Todd with a heavy sigh. Looking at Todd, Sam instantly felt remorse for this young man. "Actually, I do. I am here to help you, Todd...." Todd looked down at his hands, unable to make eye contact as he tried his best to utter the words. "The abuse was verbal... physical... and sexual," he finally admitted. Then with Sam's guidance, Todd began to spit it all out. Every single disgusting detail of his adopted father's sick and twisted abuse. By the time Todd was done, tears were swimming in his attorney's eyes. "Todd, I am so sorry," said Sam. "Yeah, so am I," Todd spoke, sighing heavily. "But I suppose I am no better.... I hurt Marty." "I know you hurt Marty... and you feel badly about that. But she isn't a defenseless child. What your father did to you was so sick... so twisted and so wrong.... There aren't even words for something as vile as him." "He always said I was the monster." "No, he's the monster, Todd. You were his victim." "Is that why I victimized Marty? Did I want to take the power back?" "I can't tell you why you did it. Only you know... deep down inside, you know." Todd looked down at his hands again. "Yeah, I know." "It wasn't the drugs, not really. I did it out of fear. I was so afraid of my feelings for her.... loving anyone. With love came pain... and I didn't want to lose her... so I held onto her so tight... so tight I hurt her." "Wow, Todd. I think you're making progress," said Sam as he lightly patted Todd on the back. "And we have a case. Can you tell the courtroom what you just told me here today?" "No... I don't think I can. I never told anyone all that before, not till you," Todd said, looking frightened. "It's okay, Todd. I'm going to be there for you through all of this... and so will Ray. We'll both help you." "I don't want anyone to know what that man did to me. It makes me sick," said Todd. "I don't want Marty to know." "If you care about her as you say you do, she needs to know. She needs to know what drove you to commit rape that night. You need to tell her so you can both move on with your lives...." Sam spoke. "And the judge is going to go easier on you, hearing all of this. He will realize you were traumatized as a child. No one should have to go through that, Todd. Not ever." "I could never do that to my kid," Todd said sadly, thinking of the baby Marty carried. He'd never harm a single hair on his own child's tiny head. Every time he thought of the baby, he could only think of how he wanted his kid's life to be so much better than his own had been. "Sam, could you please get me out of this rotten place? I need to talk to Marty," Todd pleaded. "Sorry, Todd, my hands are tied. Your bail is set at a quarter of a million dollars. No one I know has that sort of money." Todd then looked up, seeing a woman standing there outside his jail cell. "I know where you can get the money," she said with a little smile. "Who are you?" Todd asked curiously. "I'm Tina... your older sister," she replied. "Wow, you're my sister, too?" Todd said with a laugh. "Ever since I found out I was adopted, I have all these relatives coming out of the woodwork. Can you believe that, Sam?" "Okay, Todd. I better go..." said Sam as he stood up. "I'll be back though." "Thanks, Sam," said Todd as he watched his attorney being let out by the guard. Through the bars, Tina began talking to her brother. "Vicki said she came to see you," she spoke. "Yeah she did. Where's that Big Mac I ordered?" "Very funny," Tina spoke. "So is it true, are you a cold-blooded rapist?" "What you see is what you get," Todd replied, gesturing to his prison uniform. Tina sighed. "Don't be sarcastic. I came to post bail and get you out of this place." "Why would you do that for me?" "Cause I'm your sister, remember?" Tina said with a shrug. "There's got to be more to it than that. You don't even know me." "Maybe you're right... maybe I will want a favor from you in the future," said Tina as she looked at her younger brother behind bars. "What sort of a favor?" "Doesn't matter now..... just promise that if I do this for you, you will do something later for me." "Todd, when our dear old dad died, he left Vicki with a sizable fortune... but he left the brunt of his estate to his illegitimate son. He always wanted a boy," Tina spoke. "I was only ten when you were born. Our mother was terrified of our dad." "She knew that if he ever found out about your existence, he would come and take you away... and he was a bad man... A very bad man." "Really? What exactly did he do?" "He raped our sister Vicki when she was very young. He was cruel to our mother... he treated her like crap. We were always on the run from that man. It was a terrible life," Tina explained. "My mother wanted better for you, so she gave you up for adoption." Todd shook his head. How could he ever tell Tina that he hadn't gotten a better life, but a nightmare instead? "Why did our mother sleep with him again to have me, if she was so afraid of him?" Todd asked curiously. Tina bit her lower lip. "She didn't. Not willingly. I was only ten, but I heard the whole thing. He raped her." "Ohhhh like father, like son then, huh?" Todd said sarcastically as he felt sick hearing that his natural dad probably wasn't any better than his adopted one. He felt horrified that he had been conceived in rape... what a way to come into the world. "Todd, never say that. You CAN be a better man. Vicki and I have faith in you." "Is that why you are here to help?" "I've posted your bail; they are letting you out." A smile came to Todd's lips. He was so glad to be getting out of this shithole of a place. "Thank you, Tina. I'm forever in your debt." "You better bet you are," she replied. *~* Vicki was out in the front yard with Jessi when Marty pulled up in Llanfair's circular drive. Vicki and Jess went to greet Marty. "Hello, Marty, you're looking so much better. We're so glad you are here," said Vicki as she hugged Marty tightly. Marty laughed. "Hi Vicki, Jessi," she said with a big smile. "Hi, Marty," Jessi said with a pretty smile. "Mom told me you are moving in. Will you teach me how to play the piano?" Vicki smiled at her little girl and laughed softly at her daughter's enthusiasm. "First we need to get Marty settled in, Jessi," Vicki said as she took Marty's hand and began leading her into the house. "I will have the help carry your things up to your room. You just sit down and rest, sweetie." Once in the comfortable living room, Jessi came to sit beside Marty on the sofa as Vicki sat across from them on the matching love seat. "Is there anything I can get you, dear?" Vicki asked. "What did Larry say? Are you and the baby okay?" "Baby?" Jessica said in confusion, looking at Marty. "I'm fine, Dr. Wolek said to just be careful because of my Lupus and to keep an eye out for flare ups. If anything is at all wrong I will need to rush to the hospital," Marty said to Vicki. She then smiled at Jessi. "My piano comes tomorrow so I'd be happy to teach you. Yes, I'm going to be having a baby," she explained. "I'm so glad that you and the baby are both doing fine," said Vicki as she smiled at Marty. Jessi looked a little bit sad at first when she heard about the baby. She had always been sort of special to Marty, so she felt some jealousy that Marty was going to be having her own little baby and maybe she wouldn't have that special bond with her friend Marty anymore. "But HOW are you having a baby? You don't have boyfriend or a husband," spoke Jessi as she tried to sort through her own confusion. Vicki looked at Marty, feeling uncomfortable for Marty's sake when she heard her young daughter's many personal questions. "Jessi~sweetie, sometimes things are a bit complicated. You see, this little baby, he or she is going to be my little nephew or niece. I have a brother ... and he's the father of Marty's baby. His name is Todd, and he's much younger than me," Vicki explained as carefully as she could to Jessica. "He's made some bad choices and he can't be here right now, but someday you will get to meet him. Marty came to stay with us so we can help her take care of the baby when it comes. The baby will be your own little cousin." Vicki then gave Marty an apologetic look, hoping Marty would understand that she had to be straight with Jessica. Eventually, Jessi would need to know all of this, and she didn't want to lie to her daughter. "So when do I get to meet my Uncle Todd?" Jessi asked. Tina walked in, going to the refreshment table to pour herself a drink. "Sooner than you think," she said, turning to look at Marty, Vicki, and Jessica. "I just posted his bail." Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 06 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. This story also deals with the topic of nonconsensual sex as well as other disturbing material, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. *~o~* Marty had just finished giving Vicki a smile. "I hope you'll learn to like him or her, Jess," she said as she spoke of the baby. "Because he or she will definitely need someone like you to show them how to do things once they get older." Marty then looked up at the woman who entered when she spoke and assumed it was Tina. Marty's face went white with shock when Tina announced she had posted Todd's bail. Tina didn't miss Marty's reaction to her news, and she secretly felt satisfaction. But remembering Vicki's words earlier, Tina did her best to at least "appear" gracious to Marty. "Well, hello there, you must be Marty. I've heard ALL about you," Tina said, walking up and shaking Marty's hand. "I guess you're like part of the family now, since you are carrying my dear little brother's baby." Tina gave Marty a fake smile as she began sipping at the brandy which was in her glass while taking a seat next to Vicki on the loveseat. "Sis, Todd had no where to go... They kicked him out of the frat house.. and off the football team. The college is right now trying to make a decision. Sounds like he's going to be suspended... or maybe they will decide he can't come back campus. He said it didn't matter to him though... he didn't like school much anyway," Tina spoke to Vicki. "I set Todd up in a motel room. Once the lawyers see the proof I got that he's our little brother, Todd will be a millionaire... and he can hire a great lawyer. He will be out of prison in no time." Vicki turned to give Tina a glare. "Stop it, Tina. This isn't a discussion we should be having now. Not in front of Jessica." "Why is my Uncle Todd going to prison?" Jessi then asked. "See what you've done," Vicki said to her sister angrily. Then Vicki reached over to caress Jessi's blond hair. "Honey, remember when I said Todd has made some bad choices... that's why he's going to prison. A judge will decide." "But what did he do?" Tina looked at Marty, a smug look on her face. Vicki was looking at Jessi, not sure what to say. "He hurt someone, sweetie. Someone I truly believes he loves," Vicki finally spoke. Her gaze then moved to Marty, feeling so bad that any of this was happening. Marty knew none of this was Vicki's fault as Megan had warned her about Tina. Certainly it wouldn't be easy living with Tina. She would just have to do her best to keepher mouth shut most of the time and try to keep the peace. "Nice to meet you," Marty said as politely as she could to Tina, yet she didn't like the fact that Todd would be getting out of jail so easily. "Tina, I'm going to show Marty upstairs now to her room. I'm sure she needs her rest as she was just released from the hospital. Come on, Jess, let's go show Marty the room right beside yours," said Vicki. Vicki stood and so did Jessi, taking Marty's hand. "Come on, Marty. I put some fresh flowers from the garden on your nightstand. Mommy helped me pick them," said Jessica as the three of them went to the foyer, then walked up the immense staircase to the upper floor of Llanfair. They went down a long hallway, then Vicki pushed open the door to Marty's room. "Do you like it?" Jessi asked sweetly. *~o~* Todd lay down on the bed in the motel room, staring up at the ceiling. He called his attorney first, announcing he had been let out on bail. "Stay clear of Marty," warned Sam. "All you need is more charges brought up against you... and for them to throw you right back in the slammer." "But I miss her. I need to talk to her," Todd said as he was seriously wanting to speak to her and try to settle a few things. "Listen to me, Todd. Don't chase after her right now. If Bo Buchanun even THINKS you are going to contact her, he's going to arrest you again." Todd hung up the phone, feeling horrible. He was out, but he still felt imprisoned. He wasn't even allowed to speak to the woman he loved. He sat down and got a pad of motel stationery from the desk drawer. Grabbing a pen, he began writing a note to Marty. The message read : Marty, I'm sure you've heard, I'm out on bail. I swear on my life I will never hurt you again. I really need to talk to you. There is so much I have to say. If you want to talk to me, too, meet me at the docks tomorrow night at 8 PM next to pier number seven. And don't tell anyone! If the cops find out I am speaking to you, it wouldn't be good. Todd He put the letter in an envelope, then he got a taxi to Llanfair. He saw Marty's car parked outside of the house. However would he get this message to her? Seeing a gardener right outside, Todd approached the man. "I have a message for Marty Saybrooke, a house guest in Llanfair," said Todd, slipping the man some cash. "Will you make sure she gets it?" "Sure," said the man as he put his rake aside and took the note from Todd. He promised to make sure Marty got the envelope. *~o~* Marty was smiling as she walked upstairs, holding Jessica's hand. "I bet the flowers are just gorgeous," she said. A moment later, she saw the room and her eyes lit up. "It's beautiful! Thank you," she said happily. "Oh my gosh! It's just perfect." Jessi showed off the lilacs on Marty's nightstand as their sweet scent filled the room. "Excuse me," Vicki said as she gave Marty a quick hug. "Make yourself at home here... and feel free to get some rest... Right now though, I must go downstairs to make a phone call." She kissed Marty's cheek, then she left, leaving Jessi and Marty alone. "Tell me about my Uncle Todd," said the little girl as she went to sit on Marty's bed. "Is he cute?" Jessi and Marty didn't even notice when an envelope had been quietly slipped under Marty's bedroom door. Marty wasn't sure what to say about Todd as she sat on her new bed with Jessi. "We-ell," Marty began quietly. "I guess so; I mean he's popular, ya know. Football Star of the college and all that. Girls like him, so yeah, I guess he's cute." Jessi nodded as she heard Marty speak. "You must like him a WHOLE lot if you are going to have a baby with him," said Jessica. "I know all about that stuff, I do watch TV you know. And I always see Aunt Tina and my brother Cord. They are always so mushy, kissing and hugging and stuff..." Jessica shuddered. "I think boys are icky," she said as she fluffed Marty's pillows. She then got up and looked out the window from the French doors of the balcony. As she walked across the floor, she found an envelope. "It's for you," she said, handing it to Marty when she saw Marty's name written on it. "Who put it there?" "Umm... my situation is a bit different than what you see on TV; its kindda complicated," she responded. Then she saw the envelope and frowned. "I don't know," she said as she accepted the envelope and just sat there staring at it. "I don't know where it came from either. Maybe someone dropped it," said Jessica with a shrug. "Do you want a snack, Marty? I can ask Cooke to fix us some cookies and milk or something..." Jessi suggested as her tummy growled. "Be right back; I'll go get them." Jessi left and disappeared down the hallway, in search of a snack from the kitchen for herself and Marty. "That does sound good," Marty said to Jess, and after she had left, she slowly opened the letter and began to read it. She frowned after reading Todd's scrawled handwriting. She put the letter back into the envelope, stuffing it in the top drawer of the dresser. What in the world could he want with her? Jessica came back a few minutes later, carrying a tray of fresh hot chocolate- chip cookies and couple of glasses of cold milk. She set the tray down on the table near the French doors. "Cooke always makes such good snacks," said Jess as she offered Marty some of the cookies. "CJ and Sarah are awake downstairs. You haven't met them yet, have you?" asked Jessi. Marty smiled at Jessi. "Wow, those cookies look awesome," she said. "And no I haven't met CJ and Sarah," she replied. It was so nice that Jess was making her feel welcome in her house as it took Marty's mind off all the unpleasantness that was going on regarding Todd and Tina. Jessi nibbled on a cookie, then sipped at her milk. "CJ is six and Sarah is four. They're both really cute," said Jessica as she sat across from Marty at the table. "They are so excited about meeting you as I told them all about you." As Marty and Jessica were chatting and enjoying their snack, the help carried up Marty's belongings. Vicki returned a few minutes later. "Sorry about that, Marty, but I really had to give a call to The Banner in regards to tomorrow's front page. I see Jessi has brought you up a yummy snack," Vicki said with a smile as she snatched a cookie off the tray. Jessica laughed as she bit into another cookie. "Marty, while you are here, feel free to come and go as you please and do make this house your home. You're welcome to anything to eat in the kitchen and if you have any special requests for meals or snacks, Cooke is very accomidating," Vicki spoke. "In fact, he's making Jessi's favorite meatloaf and mashed potatoes tonight." "Yay!" Jess said with a smile. "Breakfast is at 7 AM, lunch is at noon, and dinner is always at 6 PM sharp," said Vicki. "Everyone comes and goes as they please around here... sometimes it's like a zoo, especially with the three little ones in the house." "Soon to be four," Jessi spoke up. Vicki smiled at her daughter. "Yes, so true. Soon there will be four. It's been a long while since we had a baby living here. It's hard to believe that Sarah is four years old already," Vicki stated as she sounded very excited about the coming baby. "And my Jess is growing up wayyyy too fast." Thanks to Vicki and Jessica, Marty felt very welcome in the house. "Thank you so much," she said to Vicki. "It's true; the house will be full to capacity once the new baby arrives," Marty quietly agreed. *~o~* Todd sat in his motel room, eating a cold sandwich and staring off into space. He couldn't believe that his sister, Tina Roberts had come forward, posting his entire bail. He was free man for now, but his trial was set to begin soon, and after that, he knew once he was sentenced, he would be living in Statesville Prison. As he stared at the wall in front of him, he thought about what he planned to say to Marty the following night on the pier. He had missed her so much the past few days and wished that when he saw her, he could pick her up in his arms and kiss her and hold her. *That probably wouldn't go over well* he thought to himself. He had really made a mess of things, and he had no clue how to fix any of it. Sam was right though... the best way to start was by being completely honest. It wouldn't be easy, but Todd would have to talk about his feelings. He went to bed with a headache, sleeping more soundly than he had in days now that he was actually lying on a real bed. Nightmares came in the middle of the night. Marty screaming and begging him to stop. He could see Kevin's KAD room, the fish tank, and Marty's tears. He woke up, his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to catch his breath. That evening, just before dusk, Todd went for a walk on pier # seven. He had always come here a lot in the past, just to think. For some reason, staring out at the water had managed to calm him. He sat down by a crate, overlooking the water. He tried not panic as his thoughts turned to Marty. How he hoped she would come. He needed to see her. *~o~* Everyone in the Buchanun-Roberts household had been very kind to Marty as they all did their best to make her feel welcome. CJ and Sarah both smiled when introduced to her on what was her second day of living there. "You're very pretty," Sarah said to Marty, softly touching her cheek. "Yeah, she looks like an angel," said CJ. "Thank you," Marty told them when they told her she looked pretty and like an angel. Marty was delighted by CJ and Sarah as she loved kids. Tina rolled her eyes at her children's words, although she did her best to cover her disdain for Marty. Clint and Cord were also very friendly to Marty, offering her any help she might ever need around the house. "Megan says you like playing the piano. I think we have room for it in the parlor," said Cord. "You think you might like to teach little CJ and Sarah here to play?" CJ and Sarah jumped up and down happily, eager to learn how to play the piano. "Jessi has requested lessons on the piano as well so I wouldn't mind one bit," she assured when C.J and Sarah wanted lessons, too. "The piano should be here tomorrow. Thank you so much," she said to Cord. Later that evening Marty was sitting on her bed as she looked at Todd's letter again. He had some nerve writing her and expecting her to come and talk to him. She should turn the note into Bo as evidence of him trying to contact her. It creeped her out most of all that the letter had ended up in her room without her having seen it delivered. What if Todd had actually snuck into this house somehow? The thought scared her as she placed a protective hand on her stomach. She didn't even like Todd, right? And she didn't need him, did she? Slowly she rose to her feet with the intention of going tonight to tell him not to ever talk to her again while insisting he never again contact her That would be for the best, right? Even when she thought she knew all the answers, Marty remained indecisive. She stood, letter in hand, feeling a slight tremble move through her body. So, if that was the right decision, why did she feel so unsure? She would go and see what he had to say and then just be done with him. Without stopping to think another moment about it, she burned his letter and left Llandfair, going to Pier #7 to meet him. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 07 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. This story also deals with the topic of nonconsensual sex as well as other disturbing material, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. *~Chapter Nine : Todd and Marty Meet on the Pier~* Todd had been staring out at the water, reflecting on his life when he heard footsteps on the pier. He looked up and to his shock, there was Marty. He really couldn't believe she had actually come. "Marty," he said in a gasp. "You came." He didn't get up. He didn't even move a muscle. He didn't want to scare her. As much as he longed to hold and kiss her, he held back. If he frightened her now, he might never have the chance to see or speak to her. He looked into those blue eyes of hers and said, "Thank you for coming..." Marty kept a good distance between herself and Todd. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't just turn you in for contacting me?" she asked as she stared at him. "I shouldn't even be here talking to you... What could you possibly have to say to me, Manning?" Todd looked at her as he struggled to form the words. All of it was foreign on his lips. Never before, not since he was a little boy, had he ever admitted caring for another human being. "Marty, please don't go," he said softly. "I know you hate me after what I did... but I just need to talk to you." "I need to tell you how I feel. I need to say a lot of things, so please just hear me out," Todd spoke. "Don't worry, I won't touch you. I'll never touch you again, Marty... not unless you want me to..." "And also, I will never hurt you again... nor will I ever allow anyone else to hurt you. I wanted to say I'm sorry. I hurt you so badly... I was a monster," he said regretfully. "I'm going to have to live with that the rest of my life; what I did to you. I- I've been having nightmares." "I'm so, SO sorry. But I realize I can't take it back. That's the hardest part. I don't know how to make things right again," Todd said sadly. "If I could, I would. I'd hit the rewind button, and I'd make everything alright. I had the power to stop everything that happened. But I didn't. I didn't and I hate myself for it." "So, I'm just supposed to believe you came to this conclusion all of a sudden?" Marty demanded. "You're telling me you realized you hurt another living human being and now you're regretful for it? Am I supposed to be so happy that you saw what you've done, Todd? Do you know what I have to live with? The nightmares, the pain...this baby that I'm carrying." "I know our baby is probably the last thing you want right now... a constant reminder of me and what I did. But it is a child... OUR child. I wish I hadn't have hurt you. I wish I didn't have to spend time in prison, so I could be there for you... and for our baby. But I DID hurt you, and I have to live with the repercussions of it... just as you do. The only thing good that has come out of this nightmare for me, is coming to terms with myself and some things that happened to me a long time ago," Todd spoke as he looked at Marty and willed her to understand his words. "When I was a little boy, my mother left. She got tired of my dad beating her all the time, I suppose. But I never understood why she left me behind with a child abuser. We were so close, my mother and me. She was a very good mom," Todd said as he struggled to keep his emotions in check. "When she left, my father blamed me. Never once in my stinking, miserable life did he ever have a kind word for me, his son. He told me he wished I had never been born... and I came to wish that, too." "My father hurt me, Marty. In so many ways. I had so much rage trapped inside, so much heartache. When I got here to Llanview, Zach and a few of the others were heavily into drugs. They offered me some and for the first time, I found an escape from all those painful memories. I started using drugs as though my life depended on it. Kind of like you... and your partying and drinking..." Todd stated. "You kind of go into your own little world, where nothing can hurt you and you don't have to think about your feelings. Drugs were my escape... and it cost me everything." "Despite the drugs, I realize now, I hurt you for other reasons. Remember what I told in in hospital? I told you I have fallen in love with you. It's true... and it's so freakin scary. Always before, when I loved someone, they would leave me. They would disappear, so I didn't want to love anyone. I didn't want to FEEL because when you FEEL you lose. I know it sounds crazy, but I was furious with you for making me feel. I didn't know how to handle what it was I felt for you. Instead I wanted to hate you. I wanted to hurt you for making me care," Todd said in a pain-filled voice. "The drugs just made it worse. I wasn't able to think. I could only react. And I'm sorry you were hurt." "I'm so sorry, Marty," he said with deep sincerity. "If you hate me... if you want me dead, I understand." Marty had her arms crossed over her chest as she listened to him speak. "You don't know me Todd, you don't know why I party or why I drink. I'm sorry that you were hurt...that your father is such a monster, but that's not an excuse for what you did," she said. "I do hate you, I hate you so much," she said. But even as she said the words, at the same time there was part of her that cared for him for some reason, a part that longed for him to be a better man. Why, ohhhh why, did she care so much? There was no reason to care. "I don't expect more than your hatred. It's all I deserve," Todd said, feeling as though the very breath had been sucked out his chest when he heard Marty's bitter words. "And you're right, I don't know why you drink... and you didn't know why I was using drugs. But I'm teling you now... and I am making a solemn promise to you..." "NEVER AGAIN. Never again will I use drugs... Never again will I hurt you. I'd die first," Todd spoke. He meant every word. He'd kill himself before he allowed anyone or anything to hurt Marty again. He had learned his lesson in such a painful way. "After the trial, you won't have to look at me anymore. I'll be behind bars, where all rapists and monsters belong. I just hope you know, I'll be thinking of you every minute... and our baby, too. Damn, I really wish things had been different. If I could go back in time, I swear to you, I'd make things entirely different. I would make it where you would smile again," he said as a tear slowly rushed down his face. Marty didn't know what to say, she had never met anyone like Todd before and he was so complicated and now things were even more complicated. "I wish things were different too," Marty said with no emotion in her voice. "But we all make choices that effect our lives...maybe from now on both of us know to make better choices with our lives. I won't be drinking anymore, and I can't speak for you but I would love to cut this chapter from my life but I am going to have to live with it." "You're right. We can't go back now, Marty. We both have to live with what happened. And I'm sure it's going to be a scar on both of our hearts forever," Todd spoke. "I always believed what my father said, that I was worthless, a monster, that I was bad. So I acted the part... and it's the reason I hurt you." "I'm glad you've decided to give up drinking. It can't be good for your Lupus, nor could it be good for the baby. If we cut out that chapter in our lives, we wouldn't have the baby, would we? As much as what happened sucked, the baby is a good thing. I can't even imagine what it would be like to see our baby... or hold him or her. Knowing I am going to be in prison, it's not something I'll ever experience... but I think about it all the time," Todd admitted, pain etched upon his face. "I just want you to make me one promise, okay, Marty?" Todd spoke. "Promise me you will keep our baby. Whatever you do, I wouldn't be able to bear it if you gave our child up for adoption." "You might not be sorry about the baby, Todd, but it's not what I wanted and not this way. I've already decided to keep it but it's not because of you; I want to make that perfectly clear," she said firmly. "I made the decision because this baby is a part of me, too, and I didn't want it to grow up and feel abandoned." Todd nodded. "I wouldn't want that either. You see, I just found out I am adopted. Vicki Buchanun and Tina Roberts are my sisters. You are living with my biological family," said Todd. "It's all so ironic. I wish I could get to know them all, too. I do feel relief, knowing they will look out for you while I am locked up." "When I get out... do you think you would... do you think you could consider possibly letting me see our baby?" he asked, knowing she would probably slap him and tell him no way, but he had to ask. It was his baby, too. "I don't know," Marty said honestly. "I really like Vicki; she's a wonderful person. You're beyond lucky; keep that in mind, Todd. She's a nice woman, and she wants to help you." "I haven't decided yet if I will let you see our child," she admitted. "I need some time to process all of this." "Fair enough," said Todd, knowing he was really asking a lot. But he had been hopeful. He wanted to something to live for all those months and maybe years he would be locked up behind bars. He'd never see his baby, his own child. That thought suffocated him. "I guess that's all I have to say then, Marty. Thank you for coming." He turned his attention back out on the water, trying not to turn his gaze back onto Marty. Looking at her hurt his heart. He so longed to hold her again... kiss her... and touch her. Never again. He had lost everything. "Then I should be going, I don't want Vicki to worry," Marty said as she turned and walked away from the pier. Ohhh, why was it so hard for her to walk away from him? Were his words getting to her? Pushing that thought out of her mind, she rushed home and up to her room, hoping she didn't wake Jessi since she was right next door. Todd went back to his motel room and fixed himself another sandwich. He thought about everything he and Marty had discussed tonight. He was so glad she had decided to keep their child. He knew the baby would be well-cared-for by both Marty as well as Vicki. His child was going to grow up happy which was his greatest hope. He then got to thinking, maybe his baby was better off without him, just as he would have been better off never knowing Peter Manning. As Todd crawled into bed that night, he couldn't get Marty's image out of his head. Dear God, how he missed her. Marty lay in her bed, tossing and turning, unable to get Todd's words out of her head. It was driving her crazy. As she lay there, staring up at the ceiling, she wished she could just fall asleep already. Sadly, she didn't trust Todd; not at all. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 08 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. This story also deals with the topic of nonconsensual sex as well as other disturbing material, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. *~The Trial~* Days passed and it was the day of Todd, Powell, and Zach's trial. Todd was feeling uneasy. His father was going to be there, and he really wasn't sure if he could face him. But Sam had promised to help him through it all. When he walked into the courtroom wearing his jail garb, he saw that Marty was already there. She looked so beautiful, and he wondered how both she and their baby were doing. He walked passed her, longing to stop and say something as the guard escorted him to his chair up front. "Marty," he said softly as he was taken to be seated. Marty hadn't wanted to come to the trial, but she knew that she had to be here. She looked up when Todd was passing by. He deserved to be put behind bars, and she hoped that the judge would be able to see that despite the many excuses Todd was likely to use in his defense. The trial got underway, and Todd didn't turn to look when his father entered the courtroom. Hank Gannon was the prosecuting attorney. "I call Marty Saybrooke to the stand," Hank called out. Hank waited and everyone in the courtroom held their breath when Marty came to the stand. "Marty, will you please tell the court in your own words, what happened on the night of The Spring Fling..." Hank encouraged. Marty hated reliving the memories as she started to speak. "I arrived at the Spring Fling with my date," she said. "From the second I walked into the room, Todd was bothering me." She then went on to tell what happened that night including the details of the events which lead up to the rape. "I was laying down upstairs in a room to sleep off the alcohol that was in my system when Todd came in with Zach and Powell," she went on to say. In a choking voice, she began to describe the horrid events that occured in Kevin Buchanan's room that fateful night. Todd couldn't look at Marty when she spoke, recounting the details of the rape. He felt physically ill as she told the entire courtroom how he had raped her then allowed two of his buddies to do the same. "Thank you, Miss Saybrooke," said Hank. Then it was Sam's turn to cross-examine her. "Marty, is it true that you drink heavily and like to party?" asked Sam. "Before the Spring Fling, did you have sex with Todd Manning?" Marty knew she had to answer Sam's questions honestly but lawyers always seemed to bother her. They always twisted the truth, making the testimony go in their own client's favor. "Yes, before Spring Fling I used to drink and party. And yes, I had sex with Todd," she replied. "And was it consensual sex? Did you enjoy having sex with Todd?" questioned Sam. "Tell me, Miss Saybrooke, how many orgasms did you have?" Todd listened, wondering what Marty was going to say. "Look," Marty said in a growl. "It was consensual before the Spring Fling. The rest of it, however, is NONE of your business!" This line of questioning was utterly sick. She wished he would just finish with his stupid cross-examination already. Todd sat there silently, wanting the cross-examination to be over as well. *Just take me back to my cell already* he thought. He'd rather be locked up forever then have to relive all of this. "Please answer the question, Miss Saybrooke," insisted the judge. "Did you... or did you not, have an orgasm?" "What does that have to do with anything!" Marty cried out as her eyes flashed with anger. "Do you ask all witnesses about their sexual encounters; their fetishes and the personal, kinky details of their sex life? That's NONE of your business!" Sam turned to look at the judge. "Do I have your permission to treat this witness as hostile?" he asked. "Yes, you do... but please remember the delicate nature of this trial," the judge responded. "Okay, moving on to the next question. Marty Saybrooke, are you carrying Todd Manning's child?" Sam asked. As he said the words, a loud gasp came from the crowd. As each moment passed, Marty found herself despising this lawyer even more. "Yes, I am," she said. "Again, what does this have to do with anything? This trial is supposed to be about the night of the Spring Fling." "No more further questions," said Sam with a heavy sigh. "Miss Saybrooke, you may step down," spoke the judge. Hank called out, "I'd like to call Todd Manning to the stand." Todd slowly stood, nearly colliding with Marty as she made her way back to her seat. As he got to the front of the courtroom, he swore on The Bible he would tell the entire truth. Under oath, Hank began the questioning. "Mr. Manning, did you and your frat buddies rape Marty Saybrooke the night of the Spring Fling? Can you tell us in your own words exactly what happened?" Glancing over at Marty, Todd began to speak. "I did a lot of drugs that night, and Marty and I argued. I discovered she was upstairs, sleeping off the alcohol she had consumed, so Zach, Powell and I went up to the room where she was lying on the bed. I proceeded to tie her to the bed. While she lay there helplessly, I raped her," spoke Todd as everyone in the courtroom gasped once again. "Then I sat there and did absolutely nothing, while Zach and Powell did the same." Suddenly there was chaos in the courtroom after Todd's testimony. "Order in the court!" yelled the judge, slamming his gavel onto his bench. Marty sat uncomfortably in her seat. She was glad that at least Todd was telling the truth, though it looked like most of the courtroom was in shock. She wanted to believe that this was a step in the right direction for him, but she couldn't be sure. For all she knew, he had something up his sleeve. She waited and listened. Finally the judge managed to get the crowd quieted and calmed down again by threatening to clear the courtroom. After Hank had finished questioning Todd, it was now Sam's turn to do the same. "Mr. Manning, are you in love with Marty Saybrooke?" was Sam's first question. "Yes, I do love her," said Todd. "I think I've loved her almost from the beginning, but I was afraid to show her my love. I was afraid of losing her." "Did you attend the Spring Fling with the intention of committing rape?" asked Sam. "No, I never intended anything like that to happen. I had taken too many drugs... and it just sort of ..." "...happened," replied Todd, as he looked down at his hands, studying them. "I regret it, but I can't take it back now." "Todd, can you tell the court about your childhood? Do you have a history of being abused?" "Yes..." Todd said as he happened to look up and glance at his father. Peter Manning's face turned bright red and he gave Todd a warning look that could have killed. "Please tell the court about the abuse you endured since your childhood," prompted Sam. "This is hard for me..." spoke Todd as his voice faltered. He looked like he was close to crying. "I used to watch my father beating my mother. One day I looked around... and she was just gone. I was eight then... and she didn't come back. She left us." "After she left, my life was awful. My father called me names ::: stupid, worthless, monster, things a kid should never have to hear. And he would beat me. Repeatedly. With his belt or whatever he could get his hands on. Sometimes he would hurt me with the belt buckle, smacking it against my back... and sometimes, he'd pick up his lighter, his most-prized possession; and burn my hand with the flame until I'd beg him to stop," Todd spoke, as his blue eyes filled with unshed tears. "I never cried. I hadn't shed a single tear since the day my mother had left. I thought if I cried, I'd have to care... and I didn't want to care about anyone." "I endured it all... never fighting back. Not until my fourteenth birthday," Todd explained. "What happened on your fourteenth birthday?" Sam questioned. "I tried to kill my father," said Todd softly. "Heavens!" Vicki gasped as she sat in her seat right beside Marty. She had come to support Marty through the trial. The whole courtroom was gasping and making comments and once again the judge had to slap his gavel down onto the bench. "Order in the court!" he yelled. Once it was quiet again, Sam returned to the questioning. "I know this is difficult, Todd... but please tell the court why you wanted to kill your father," urged Sam. "It was my birthday. My friend Michelle had came over to see me. She had baked me a chocolate cake with chocolate icing... and candles. I hadn't had candles or anything special since my mother had gone. She was the only person in school who was nice to me, since I was an outcast. I was good at football, but that's the only thing I had going for me. I didn't study, just passed so I could stay on the team," Todd spoke. "When Michelle came with the cake, I couldn't have been happier. But then... my father came home." "I knew my father would be angry cause I had a friend over, so I told Michelle to hide in the closet. She did, but when my father came in, he saw the cake... and he knew. He took my birthday cake and he smashed it against the wall. He hit me so hard I fell to the floor and then in a rage, he went looking for Michelle." "When he found her, he called her all sorts of disgusting names ::: slut, whore, bitch. She left the house crying. That's when my father said, 'Go get the lighter.' I got the lighter and we played his sadistic little game. The game where he would see how much of the fire I could take before crying out for him to stop. He then took off his belt and pushed me to the floor. After he stripped me, he began whipping me. Again and again, hitting me everywhere with the buckle." "I tried to scream... but nothing came out. The pain was so severe, I thought I might pass out. And then... IT happened." "What happened, Todd? Please tell the court what happened on your fourteenth birthday..." coaxed Sam. Swallowing hard, Todd felt his tears start to slide in currents down his cheeks. "My father dropped his pants, and he raped me." Peter Manning stood up then, screaming, "It isn't true! I never touched him!" Fiercely, the old man tried to go to the front of the courtroom, but he was detained by a guard. "Sit down or you will be removed from my court!" yelled the judge. Peter Manning was bodily placed back in his seat as Sam went on questioning Todd. "After the rape, what did you do?" asked Sam. "I got dressed, picked up a knife, and tried to attack my father. I wanted him dead after what he did," said Todd. "I had the knife in my hand and was about to walk into his bedroom... but as I walked down the hallway and passed in front of the full-length mirror, I saw my own reflection. I dropped the knife and I decided NOT to kill my father. No matter what he had done, I couldn't live knowing his blood was on my hands. I decided never to tell another living soul what had happened that night. I decided also that I must have deserved it, what my father had done... because he had always called me bad, stupid and told me how terribly worthless I was... I believed he was probably right." "And when I went back to school, Michelle was no longer my friend. She was too afraid to associate with me after what had happened. I had dared to care about someone yet again, but then I had lost her... just like I lost my mother," spoke Todd. "And the night of the Spring Fling, did you feel as though you had lost Marty too?" inquired Sam. "Yes... we had this huge fight and she was on the arm of another guy. She had told me we were over... so yeah, I thought I had lost her. It was so hard to deal with it all, especially my feelings..." Todd spoke. "So instead of dealing with my emotions, I attacked her. I raped Marty Saybrooke." "Thank you, Todd. I have no further questions." "You may go back to your seat now, Mr. Manning," said the judge. With his head hung low, Todd returned to his seat. "I call an hour recess for lunch. All rise," spoke the judge. As they left for the recess, Marty didn't know what to think. It had been an eventful trial, that was for sure. She knew that Todd was hurting but it still didn't give him proper excuse for having hurt her. In her eyes, he had done an unspeakable act just as his father had done. It was like a cycle. She put her hand on her stomach, feeling very afraid for her unborn child If one day Todd tried to see his child who knew if he would be a changed man. She feared his harshness and anger would rub off on their child or perhaps it was was already there, hidden in the infant's genes. "Marty, are you okay?" Vicki asked worriedly, seeing Marty press a hand to her tummy. "Is it the baby... or are you just hungry?" "Would you like to get some lunch with me at the coffee shop across the street?" Vicki asked. She knew she couldn't spend another minute in this courtroom after Todd's painful testimony. It made her feel physically ill to think of what Peter Manning had done to Todd. It reminded her far too much of her own attack by her father. Marty glanced over at Vicki. "No... no, lunch is good; baby is fine," she said. She went with her friend towards the coffee shop across the street. "Thank you for being here today," she said to Vicki. Today would have been much harder for her if she was alone. "You're very welcome. I wanted to be here for Todd, too. He's my brother, no matter what he's done. You know, I cannot help but love him. He's been through a lot... losing his mom so young... and considering what his father did to him," Vicki said as she and Marty made their way to the coffee shop across the street. After Marty and Vicki had left, Todd didn't move. He just sat there, seeming emotionally exhausted. "Todd, let's go have lunch," Sam suggested. Todd wasn't allowed to go far, only to get a bite to eat, and his attorney and a guard had to stay near him at all times. "Okay," Todd said quietly as he stood. As he got to his feet and turned, he saw his father standing there. "I don't have a son," Peter Manning said to Todd in a voice full of contempt. "My son is dead." *~0~* At the cafe across the street, Marty and Vicki were talking. "Marty, just so you know... our father, Todd's and mine, he wasn't any better than Peter Manning. He attacked me when I was a little girl," Vicki said sadly. "And I had lost my mother just a few years before that. So, I can kind of understand Todd's pain, his feeling of abandonment and the betrayal he feels." "I'm not saying that anyway justifies what he did to you. That was so wrong... and he needs to pay for hurting you," Vicki said as she and Marty entered the coffee shoppe and took their seats at a booth. "But knowing the hell he's been through, I cannot help but want to reach out to him. He seems so alone in this world." "Vicki, I know you're a kind and forgiving person and you care very much. I can't blame you for that, but my worry is that if Todd doesn't go to jail or if he gets out, he'll want to see this child. I know it's his baby, too. I just don't know if I can trust him or anything he says right now. I want to believe there might be some good in him; that he means the things he says, that he truly cares but I just don't know..." "I know you have a lot of confusion, Marty, so you should not make any major decisions right now," spoke Vicki as the two of them looked at their menus. "I really don't think it's possible Todd won't have to serve any jail-time. He's going to Statesville, but it's just a matter of how long." Vicki then looked up, seeing Todd enter the coffee shoppe, accompanied by Sam and a guard. As he walked by Marty and Vicki's table, Todd gave them a nod. "Hello, Sis," he said to Vicki. He then looked at Marty. "Hi," he said softly. "Come on, Todd," Sam insisted, nearly dragging Todd away. Todd went to sit with his attorney at a nearby table. Instead of looking at his menu and deciding what he should order, his eyes were glued to Marty. "I'm not really hungry, Sam," Todd spoke. "I'll just have some coffee." "Todd, you need to eat something. You're losing weight." Todd laughed. "Not like it matters. I don't play football anymore," said Todd. Lately he hadn't been eating or sleeping much at all. Sam was really worried about him. The more he got to know Todd, the more he felt like a father-figure to the younger man. "I know," Marty responded to Vicki softly. She just wished she had all the answers. She hadn't responded when Todd had spoken to her, but only because she didn't know what to say. She had so much confusion right now, and most of all she needed some honest answers. She glanced at her menu in an attempt to decide what to order. When the waitress came to their table Vicki ordered a chicken salad sandwich and a cup of coffee. "I thought Nora Gannon was Todd's lawyer. Sam Rappaport has obviously taken over Todd's case. He and Todd seem as though they are becoming very good friends," said Vicki as she tried to make conversation while waiting for their food to arrive. "I guess maybe Nora couldn't handle the case or something," Marty said after she had placed her own order. "Yes, it would seem that Todd likes Sam," Marty remarked after having taken a sip of her water. After their food arrived, Vicki began eating her sandwich. The food was good here and so was the coffee. Vicki then glanced down a her watch. "An hour has nearly passed already. I suppose we better hurry it along," she told Marty. "Yeah, I suppose it is time we got back," Marty agreed, finishing up with her lunch. Todd's coffee arrived and he sipped at the hot liquid as Sam chattered on and on about the case. "When are they just going to lock me up and have it over with? I hate spilling my guts in front of the court. I won't do it anymore. I have absolutely nothing else to say," spoke Todd. "Well, hopefully you won't be asked any more questions," Sam said to Todd. "Next, Powell and Zach will be brought to the stand... and then there is the sentencing." "Good, I just want to have it over with," said Todd. He polished off his coffee, then just stared at Marty. He wondered what Marty and his sister were discussing. With a heavy sigh, Todd hurried Sam along. ~*o*~ After lunch, Todd and Sam went back to the courthouse. Todd tried to keep his cool as he listened to the rest of the trial. Zach went up for questioning first. "Yeah, I raped Marty, but the chick was really asking for it. She showed Powell and me her panties. She wanted it," spoke Zach. Once again the crowd was reacting when they heard Zach's statements. Then Powell came to the stand. "I did rape Marty Saybrooke, but I didn't want to. Todd made me do it," Powell said as he began blubbering and crying like a child. "It's all TODD's fault!" Powell became so hysterical, he practically had to be carried back to his seat. Everyone could hear him sobbing as the judge called another recess for two hours so he could make a decision. Todd went out in the hallway with his attorney and the guard so he could get something to drink. Marty dropped her head in her hands once they were out in the hall again for the recess. All she wanted was for this to be over. She couldn't help but think it was starting to look bad. What would the judge say or do? Would Todd, Zach and Powell have to pay for their crime? Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 08 Todd drank his water, sitting on a bench in the hallway next to Sam. "So, we get sentenced and that's it?" Todd asked Sam. "Yes, the judge will call you to the stand, then give you his sentence. After that, you carry out your time, but if you're on good behavior, you have the chance of parole," replied Sam. "Still won't get out soon enough to see my baby," Todd grumbled as he caught sight of Marty and his sister on a nearby bench on the other side of the hallway. "I'm sorry, Todd. I'm just hoping the judge will go easy on you. It wasn't easy for you to say all the things you spoke of today in the courtroom," said Sam as he lay his hand on Todd's shoulder. "Yeah, well, my father has disowned me now," said Todd. "But that's okay, I never wanted to speak to that jerk again anyway." "Good for you, Todd. You don't need someone like him in your life," Sam spoke. After drinking the ice water, Todd used the restroom and then went for a short walk down the hallway. He figured it would be his last hour or so of freedom (or almost-freedom) and he didn't want to waste it. If only he could be spending it with Marty... but sadly she wasn't even speaking him. "Todd, it's time," Sam said as he saw Todd staring out a window, just watching the trees sway in the breeze. "Yeah, I feel like I'm going to my death," said Todd as he and Sam walked back into the courtroom together. "You'll survive this, Todd... just stay strong." Once they had returned to the courtroom, the judge called Todd, Zach, and Powell up to the stand for their sentencing. Everyone in the courtroom seemed to be waiting anxiously as the judge prepared to speak. Marty wondered, *Will the judge go easy on them? What will he do or say?* There was complete silence in the courtroom as the three accused were called forward. After the three men had stepped to the bench, the judge started handing out the sentences. "Todd Manning, I hereby sentence you to ten years of time in Statesville Prison with no possibility of parole for 5 years." "Zach Rosen, I hereby sentence you to ten years of time in Statesville Prison with no possiblity of parole for 5 years." "Powell Lord the III, I hereby sentence you to 3 months in Statesville Prison, with no possibility of parole for 1 month." "What?" Todd gasped, looking at Powell with disgust. "That totally isn't fair! Zach and I get TEN years and this little pansy only gets three months? What the fuck?" "Quiet, Mr. Manning. Calm yourself or you will be charged with contempt of court," warned the judge. The guard came forward and slapped some cuffs on the three men. Todd tried not show any emotion as he was lead from the courtroom, then out to a policecar to be transported to the prison. Zach and Powell went with him, so they too could carry out their sentences. "If you ask me, the whole thing is a crock of shit," Zach complained as they were riding in the police car to the prison. "Powell must have gotten a break cause he got on the stand and started crying for his mommy. I mean, here you told about your father's ASS RAPE of you and you didn't even get a break." "Shut up, Zach," Todd hissed with a scowl. Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 09 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. This story also deals with the topic of nonconsensual sex as well as other disturbing material, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. *~Todd's Escape~* After the trial ended, Marty felt relief, knowing that Todd wouldn't be able to get out for awhile considering his first chance of parole would be 5 years down the road. She stood next to Vicki in the courtroom as her attackers were led outside to the police car. "Do you think this will help Todd? Do you think this will open his eyes to his behavior?" she asked her friend. "We can only hope and pray," Vicki said as they left the courtroom together. "Now don't you worry about Todd. You have your health to take care of now, as well as the baby. The trial is over, so now you only need to concentrate on your pregnancy." *~o~* Todd adjusted slowly to life in prison. He found out that if he was quiet and didn't say much, the other hooligans in the cells would not bother him. Since he was rather big and muscular, most of the prisoners just stayed out of his way. It wasn't long before he got a job in the kitchen, washing pots and pans. As Sam suggested, he was on his best behavior at all times, even offering to take extra jobs so he could stay in good standings with the prison officials. The unfortunate part was that Zach too got a job in the kitchen. Zach didn't get much work done as he kept taunting Todd about Marty and the abuse Todd had suffered by his father. Todd tried to stay calm and had to fight the urge to hit Zach up aside the head with a skillet. Days passed and Todd got dishpan hands. He had been counting off the days on a calendar he kept at his bedside. He had now been at Statesville nearly two months. Marty had to be about six months pregnant now, he assumed. He wondered what she looked like, her stomach swelling with his child. How he wished he could see her. "The food here sucks," he thought to himself. "And so does the rape counseling." Over and over, he got asked the same questions. He got tired of telling it so many times. And worst of all, he was put in the same therapy group as Powell and Zach. All Zach could talk about was Marty's panties... and every time anyone spoke to Powell, he would start crying all over again, blaming everything in his whole sorry life on Todd. But most of all, Todd hated the nights. He didn't sleep much. The cot was narrow and uncomforable... and when it got dark and quiet, the nightmares would come. He could hear Marty crying. He would wake up with tears on his cheeks. Marty spent her time teaching piano lessons to Jessi, C.J. and Sarah. And as the days passed, she began to prepare for the arrival of her baby. She had gone shopping with Vicki for a crib and other baby items. Vicki had helped Marty set up a nursery across the hall from Marty and Jessi's bedrooms. They had the crib put together and everything ready for the baby's arrival. It wouldn't be long as the baby was now due in about three months. It was going to be a November baby. Jessi came to Marty's room one day, carrying her favorite stuffed bunny. "I want you to take PJ and give him to your new baby," Jessica said happily. "I'm too big to sleep with him anymore. I'm soon going to be 11." Jessi then placed her small hand in Marty's, so the two of them could go down to the parlor and begin working on her piano lessons. *~o~* As each day went by, Todd became more and more restless. He missed Marty so much. He had written her letters, but he hadn't gotten the nerve to send them. No one came to visit him in the prison. Only Tina. Tina had sent word from Vicki, sending Todd her love, but she didn't come to see him. Todd felt lonely and full of sorrow. Even though Tina had posted his bail and came to see him in prison on a regular basis, Todd felt as though there was something odd about her. He felt as though she couldn't be trusted. Every time he asked about Marty and how she was doing, Tina would change the subject. Finally, one day, he got the nerve to give Tina one of his letters. "Please give this to Marty," Todd said to Tina. Grudgingly, Tina said she would. Later, when she returned to Llanfair, Tina left the note from Todd on Marty's desk, knowing Marty would find it later when she returned from helping Jessi with her piano lesson. The letter from Todd read: Dear Marty, I miss you so much. I wish I could see you and talk to you. But you have a life, a good life... and you don't need me in it. I understand that you hate me, although I wish I knew a way to make things better between us. Prison life sucks. I yearn for the day I am out of this place. I yearn for my freedom again... I find myself wondering all the time, how are you doing? How is our baby? And do you ever think of me? I still love you. Todd *~o~* Marty smiled as she accepted the stuffed bunny from Jessica. "Thank you, Jessi. The new baby will love it," she said as she put the toy in the newly put-together crib, then hand-in-hand she went down the staircase with Jessica to the parlor to begin teaching the piano lessons. Jessi was doing very well with her lessons, but CJ and Sarah were struggling due to their fingers being so short. "You'll catch on soon," Vicki told her little neice and nephew with a smile. Tina walked into the parlor after having returned to her latest visit with Todd. "How's Todd doing?" Vicki asked her sister. "I thought you didn't give a damn, you never go to see him," Tina said sarcastically. "That's not true. I do care. But I have other priorities," Vicki replied. "I think of him everyday... and as soon as I get the chance, I will go and see him. He needs his family." Tina looked over at Marty, who was at the piano with the three youngsters. "All he talks about is Marty... and how he misses her. And he keeps talking about the baby. It's so pathetic," said Tina as she rolled her eyes. "I'm about ready to tell him that Marty lost the baby, just so he won't keep asking about it anymore." "Tina, you wouldn't dare!" Vicki gasped. "I swear, sometimes you can be so cruel!" "I don't care if it does sound cruel, Vicki. All Todd talks about is HER, how he loves HER, how SHE hates him, how he will never see that baby! He's our brother, for Christsake! He's locked away in that awful place and he won't be getting out for at least 5 long years! And once he gets out, do you think Marty will let him see his kid? I doubt it... look at her... Miss High and Mighty. Just because she isn't that wild Party Girl anymore, it doesn't mean she's better than anyone else!" said Tina in a nasty voice. Vicki looked at Sarah, CJ, and Jessica who were wide-eyed and staring at Tina as she raised her voice. "Children, go to the playroom now. Piano lessons are over. I'll be up in a minute to bring a snack," she told them as she sent them from the room. After the three children had left, Vicki cut in to Tina. "Tina, I know you care about Todd. I care about him, too. But he's locked in Statesville Prison right now for a reason. He hurt Marty and he needs to pay for his crime. That doesn't mean we all should stop caring about him. And as for Marty, whether or not she chooses to allow Todd to see the baby is totally up to her. After what he did, none of this can be easy for her. Yes, biologically, he is the baby's father, but that doesn't mean he's ready or capable of being a dad. Todd's going to have to prove himself to Marty... and to all of us," Vicki spoke. "Marty has been a wonderful guest in this home. She's practically family as she is carrying our future neice or nephew. I suggest you apologize at once for the statements you made about her... and if you do not, you know that it will be YOU who may be out of a home." Looking at Marty, Tina sucked in her breath slowly. "I'm sorry, Marty," she said grudgingly. "I'm just worried about my brother." From where she was seated at the piano bench, Marty responded to Tina. "I can understand you are worried about him, but I hope you'll realize that I'm not a bad person," she said honestly. Things would be so much easier if they all got along, but Marty knew that would probably never happen. Tina refused to say anything else about the matter, especially with Vicki shooting her warning looks. She began walking out of the parlor, but before she stepped out, she turned back to Marty and said, "By the way, there's something on your desk upstairs. Something from Todd." After Tina left, Vicki approached Marty at the piano. "I'm so sorry for that. I don't know why Tina has to always shoot off at the mouth. I swear if she wasn't my sister... and she wasn't married to my husband's son, she'd be out of here tomorrow," said Vicki. "But I can't do that... I adore my neice and nephew too much. They've been here since they were babies. And as you know, Tina's not really the motherly type." Vicki then sighed. "I better go fix a snack for the children and take it upstairs. I'll see you at dinner," she said, patting Marty's hand. Marty returned Vicki's smile, then went upstairs to her room and found the note from Todd. She read his note as she sat on her bed. She just stared at it as the words began to blur upon the page. Should she write back? Or should she just forget it? Sighing, she slipped the note back into it's envelope and stuck it in one of her drawers. *~o~* As more days passed, Todd started to wonder why he had been so good in prison; none of it seemed to be getting him anywhere. He wasn't getting any special favors and no one seemed to notice his ass-kissing. *Maybe I need another tactic to get out of here* he thought to himself as he heard a few of the guys talking about a prison break. It was going to be very risque, but an escape from the prison was planned, and Todd was interested in freedom. He wanted out sooner than the 5 years he was up for parole. Five years sounded like a life-time away, and the guys who were planning to escape were leaving in a few days. He decided that when the others broke out, he was going with them. He missed Marty and he needed to see her NOW. Todd continued counting down the days, but this time it was to the date of the jailbreak. Soon he would be walking out in the sunshine again, inhaling the fresh air. He could eat decent food again and sleep upon a real bed, not a lumpy, narrow cot. And he could see Marty. That was his most happiest thought of all. He wanted to see her and somehow make amends for all the awful things he had did and said, yet he had no clue what he could possibly do to make everything better when the time arrived. He never thought that far ahead. He never even thought about where he would go... or what he would be doing once he was free. He had no job, no money, no place to stay. He didn't even have any friends. Just Sam Rappaport, and he couldn't very well go tell his attorney he had broken free from jail. And he couldn't even tell Tina. She was his sister and she made regular visits to the prison, but for some reason Todd didn't quite trust her. With her living in Llanfair under the same roof as Marty and Vicki, Todd thought it best not to say anything to Tina either. Todd wanted to "surprise" Marty once he got out. Todd wondered what Marty had thought when she received his note. As the weeks had gone by, he had written her other messages, but she hadn't responded to any of them. He couldn't stop thinking of her and their baby. He wondered all the time if she was doing well and how much her tummy had swelled with their child. *I'm going to be finding out very soon* he thought to himself as it was now the night of the prison break. A couple of the guys had dug a tunnel in the wall of their cell leading out to the outside world, and that night, they were going to steal the keys from the guards to open a few of the nearby cells. A total of 12 guys were planning on escape. As long as the guards didn't catch on to their plans, all would go well. *~o~* After going through the long dark tunnel, Todd came up with the others deep in the woods. The escaped prisoners then began walking to the nearby interstate and hitch-hiked to their destinations. Luckily one of the men had snuck into the laundry and had stolen some regular clothes so the prisoners were able to shed their prison garb before leaving the woods. When Todd got to Llanview by cover of darkness, he had the trucker who gave him a ride let him off near Llanfair. He walked the rest of the way and approached the mansion. *Vicki really needs to increase her security* Todd thought as he made his way into the yard. Silently, he approached a small tool shed in the backyard. It was so small, but Todd decided to hang out there until he found a better hiding place. As much as he missed Marty and wanted to see her right away, he didn't want to do anything rash and be sent right back to prison. He knew that in the morning, it would be all over the news of his escape. *The Next Morning* In the parlor, Vicki turned on the morning cartoons for CJ, Sarah, and Jessi. They always watched Looney Tunes while waiting for their school bus to arrive. Vicki gasped, seeing a newsflash across the screen. Twelve men had escaped from Statesville Prison last night, including convicted rapist Todd Manning. After showering and getting dressed, Marty was ready for her day. She was on her way downstairs to get breakfast when the baby kicked. The little one was getting hungry; Marty could tell. She was smiling when she reached the foyer, rounding the corner toward the kitchen to see if there was any fresh fruit or perhaps a glass of milk. Vicki stopped Marty in the foyer before she could go into the kitchen. "Marty, I have something to tell you... it's about Todd. He's escaped," Vicki said. "Last night 12 men escaped from Statesville Prison. Todd was one of them." Todd & Marty's New Beginning Ch. 10 AUTHOR'S NOTE ::: This is the love story of Marty and Todd starting from the very beginning when they first met in college. It also includes several other characters as well as their storylines. This story is based off the hit soap One Life to Live, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance/drama, not a sex story. This story also deals with the topic of nonconsensual sex as well as other disturbing material, so if you are bothered by that please do not read any further. Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. *~Ali, The Genie~* Todd woke up that morning feeling pangs of hunger. He had slept with his back against a large bag of garden fertilizer. He sit up a little and stretched. That's when he realized, he had no way to eat. If he snuck into the house, someone would surely see him. He might have to wait until nightfall before getting any sort of nourishment. "Wh-What?" Marty exclaimed, her face turning white as a sheet. She looked fragile, as though she might faint. If he was free, Todd would come...he would come here, and he would try to contact her. She knew it. She didn't want to see him as she did not trust him. She had to whatever was necessary to keep this baby safe. "Marty, please try to remain calm. Here, let's get you sitting down," Vicki said as she lead Marty to the parlor and helped her sit upon one of the loveseats. Marty was getting quite big in her pregnancy as she was just now passed her seventh month. She had a hard time getting up and down now, so everyone at Llanfair had been catering to her and trying to help her out all they could. Everyone that is, except Tina. Tina would look at Marty with contempt, with never a kind word to say to the woman who carried her brother's child. "Honey, try not to worry. The police are looking for Todd, and they are going to find him," Vicki said in reassurance. Jessica had been watching her morning cartoons while waiting for the school bus. "Why are the police looking for Uncle Todd?" Jessi spoke up. "He's made some bad choices again," said Vicki sadly. "Vicki, he's tried to contact me several times through a couple of letters. I just...right now I don't think I should allow myself to trust him. I know he's your brother and you care for him, but I'm just not ready to face him - not until I know I can trust him," Marty said quietly. She didn't know if there would ever a day that she could trust Todd Manning and at this rate it didn't seem so. "I understand, Marty. Just try to stay calm. You need to think of the baby," said Vicki. Just then the bus pulled up, so Jessi helped get her cousins outside onto the bus. The three youngsters loaded the bus and went to school. Vicki stayed right at Marty's side. "I have a feeling he's coming to Llanview, but what he does once he gets here, nobody knows. Yes, he will probably try to contact you. You need to be very cautious. Try not to go outside alone. I will tell the help to keep a look-out for him, incase he should show come here. Try not to worry, Marty," Vicki comforted. "I know one thing, he doesn't want to get caught again...if he's caught, they may just extend his sentence." Marty nodded as she tried to remain calm. "You're right," she said, as she placed a hand to her stomach. "I'll be perfectly safe in the house. There are so many people here; there's no way he'd get in without someone seeing him. I'll be fine..." "Yes, you and the baby are going to be just fine. Clint, Cord, and I are going to see to it. Just rest and relax, honey. I will have Cooke bring you up a tray of breakfast food. You could even take it out on the balcony; you need some fresh air,' Vicki kindly suggested, watching as Marty lay a loving hand upon her tummy. "Thank you," Marty responded, giving Vicki a grateful smile. "Yes, the balcony does sound nice. It's such a pretty day outside. I think I will have my breakfast out there." She carefully pulled herself up from the sofa as it was hard to get up and down considering how far along she now was. "Okay, I'll go tell Cooke now," Vicki promised. Vicki had Cooke send up a tray of breakfast food to Marty. On the tray was cereal, strawberries and red grapes, milk, and fresh apple juice. A maid set the tray on the small table on Marty's balcony, overlooking the gardens. The maid then left, allowing Marty to enjoy her meal. From the tool shed, Todd looked out the window, seeing some movement on the balcony. He peeked out the window, wondering who he might be viewing. Marty thanked the maid before she left then took a seat at the table on the balcony to enjoy her breakfast. The food looked delicious. especially the strawbeerries. She started with the cereal, thinking she would save the fruit for last. Todd wiped the window with the bottom of his t-shirt, getting a better view of the mansion across from the gardens once the glass was clean. There on the balcony, he could see a figure sitting at a table. His heartbeat sped up, realizing he was gazing at Marty. Part of him wanted to go to her at once, but he restrained himself. "I really miss you, Marty," he said in a quiet voice. His stomach rumbled when he realized she was eating something on a silver tray. How he wished he had something to eat. He just stood there in the window, watching her, glad for that small glimpse of her if nothing else. After awhile, she eventually stood, returning into the house. Todd felt his heart drop. He didn't know when next he would have to opportunity to see her. That afternoon, Todd's hunger had doubled. He knew it was still about five hours till nightfall, and even then he wasn't sure if it was safe to find something in the house to eat. He was sitting in the toolshed holding an old dusty bottle just turning it over and over and staring at it, when he heard the distinct sound of children playing outside in the the nearby distance. Todd didn't move and didn't make a sound. He didn't know what would happen if the children came upon him. Would they go running to tell their parents? "Come on, Sarah... let's go play hide and seek," a little boy's voice called out. "Okay," a little girl's voice replied. Then there was the sound of the little girl counting slowly to ten. "Ready or not, here I come," the child said loudly. In the meantime, the toolshed door had came open, and the little blond-headed boy had stepped inside. Todd stayed quiet in the shadowy corner, hoping he would not be spotted. But sure enough, the youngster had saw him. "Hey, who are you?" asked CJ. "I'm... I'm ...well..." Todd said, not sure of what to reply. "I know who you are," CJ said excitedly. "You're a genie. Your name is Ali. You came out of that bottle, didn't you?" Todd looked down at the old, partially cracked wine bottle he had been holding. "Uhhhh...yeah, right," Todd said, half-grinning at the little boy. "I KNEW it!" CJ said happily. "Sarah, come here!" CJ called out for his little sister and soon she joined Todd and CJ in the very small toolshed. "CJ, why aren't you hiding?" asked the pretty little girl with disappointment. That's when she too noticed Todd sitting there on the floor. She put her hands on her little hips, staring at him. "Who are you? And why are in my Aunt Vicki's toolshed?" the child asked suspiciously. "Ahhh, you must be Tina's little girl. Magical Ali knows everything," Todd spoke up, sounding all mysterious and mystical. "Sarah, don't talk that way to him. His name is Ali and he's a genie. Just like in that story Aunt Vicki read to us," said CJ. "You really are a genie?" Sarah asked as she wasn't so quick to believe as CJ had been. "Yes, I have magical powers. I know things only a genie could know. For example, your name is Sarah Roberts. And this young man here is your brother CJ. Cord is your dad, and Tina is your mom. Your aunt is Vicki Buchanan, and she's married to Clint. Your cousins are named Megan, Kevin, Joey, and Jessica," Todd spoke. "Wow, only a genie could know ALL of that!" Sarah said in amazement. "Yes, I am a genie, but I am not your regular run of the mill sort of genie. I'm different." "How are you different?" CJ asked. "Most genies come out of a bottle and grant you three wishes, right? Well, I got out of this bottle all on my own... so therefore, I get three wishes from you," Todd stated. "Kewl. What would you like to wish for?" questioned CJ. "Food. This genie is starving. Please go in the house and get me something good to eat. And make sure no one sees you. I'm magical and no one can see me but you and your sister... and if anyone else does see me, I will disappear forever, and I can never come back again," Todd told CJ. "Can you do that for me? Can you get me some grub?" CJ looked at Sarah and a smile broke out over both of their faces. "Okay, Ali, we won't let you starve," CJ promised. "Come on, Sarah, we will get Ali something to eat." "Great, thanks... and be careful. Make sure no one sees you, okay?" "We won't let you down," CJ promised. Less than 15 minutes later, CJ and Sarah returned, carrying a heart-shaped box full of chocolates. It was nearly full as only one piece had been eaten. "My daddy got these candies for my mommy for her birthday, but she only ate one piece. She said they are too fattening, so won't even miss them at all," CJ said as he handed Todd the box of candies. "Ohhh wow, chocolate... lots and lots of chocolate," Todd said, thinking he was about to experience a great-big sugar rush. "And I brought you something to drink," spoke Sarah, handing Todd a can of soda. "It's for you." "Double the sugar rush. Thank you, thank you very much." Todd sat down and began gobbling the food as a man half-starved as the children watched. "Ali, you were very hungry," Sarah said as Todd then began sipping his chilled cola. "Yeah, I truly was. Do you think you guys could bring me something to eat everyday? I do like real food other than candy, ya know," spoke Todd with a chuckle. "Sure, we can bring you something to eat afterschool everyday. Do you have any other wishes?" asked CJ. "Do you know of a better place I could sleep?" CJ and Sarah looked at each other. "We could take you to our secret place," said CJ as he took Todd's hand in his. "Come on, Ali, we'll show you." Todd got to his feet so he could be drug away by the eager youngsters. The children took Todd to a little building on the edge of the premises. "What's this place?" asked Todd as they stepped inside. "It used to be Aunt Vicki's garden shed, but it isn't used anymore," spoke CJ. "No one comes here now, just me, Sarah, and Lucy." "Who's Lucy?" Todd asked. "Our cat," Sarah spoke up. "Ohhh that's okay. Cats are allowed," Todd said in relief. He looked around. This place wasn't so bad. There was a couple of old lawn chairs, one of which was a lounger. It had a thick padding on it. *There's my new bed* thought Todd. "So, do you like it, Ali?" CJ wondered. "Yeah, it's great," Todd told the kids with a smile. "You guys better get back in the house now. You don't want anyone to miss you and come looking for you. I'll see you tomorrow after school. And don't forget to bring me something good to eat." "We won't," little Sarah promised. "Okay, let's pink-swear you won't tell anyone I'm here," Todd said to the youngsters. Sarah and CJ held out their pinkies and Todd joined pinkies with each of them. "We promise not to tell," the children swore in unision. "See ya tomorrow, Ali," said CJ as he took his sister's hand and they left. "Goodbye," replied Todd. After the children left, Todd relaxed upon the lounger chair, eating chocolates and daydreaming about the moment he would see Marty again. A smile came to his face thinking of the two wonderful children he had befriended. Days passed and Todd seldom saw Marty, unless it was a brief glimpse of her on the balcony. She didn't seem to leave the house much and if she did, she was never alone. One day however as he watched from the bushes, she stepped out the front door and began walking toward her car. He had been waiting for such a moment. Thank God she was alone. Before she could notice him, he sprinted from the bushes and stood in front of her car. "Marty," he said as a smile widened on his face.