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One Life to Live Fan Fiction
By Alisa Blevins
Proofread by Iram
Thornhart opened his eyes, and once again the face of his mortal enemy;
Todd Manning, loomed before him.
back Irish…I didn’t think you were ever gonna wake up from that nap you
decided to take.” Todd replied, with the same sardonic grin on his face that
he had before Patrick had passed out.
moved his hand to his forehead, where he had hit it in the car accident, and
found that it had been bandaged. He
looked again at Todd, incredulously.
don’t look at me like that, it was bleeding.
I mean I had to…” Todd explained, trying to hide any hint to the fact
that he had helped Patrick.
are you doing here Manning? How did
you happen to be in the same place, at the same time that I was?” Patrick
began firing questions at Todd, as he struggled to sit up.
don’t own these roads Irish; other
people DO use them, and anyway, what are you doing back in the land of the
living? The last time I saw you,
you were Swiss Cheese…...” Todd retorted sarcastically.
realized that there wasn’t any way that Todd could have known that he’d be
here, because as far as Todd knew he WAS dead.
Still….it seemed like quite a coincidence that Todd should find Patrick
in the wreckage of his car. But
suddenly Patrick remembered the reason he was here, and for the time being,
forgot about the coincidence of Todd’s presence. He struggled to stand. He
had moved too suddenly, and his head started to swim. He sat back down quickly, with a slight hand from Todd.
you know, you came back to life, and I can’t wait to hear how THAT happened,
but you keep moving around suddenly, and I’m never gonna find out;
because you’ll be out cold again.” Todd said to Patrick.
“C’mon spill it.” He
continued. “How’d ya do it?”
Manning; I don’t have time to sit
around here chatting with the likes of you…I have……something important I
have to do…somewhere I have to be.” Patrick said, glaring at Todd.
it must have been, for you to roll your car down that embankment.” Todd
don’t have time, nor the desire to go into it with you Manning, but I need
you’re car.” Patrick said.
laughed at Patrick. “Yeah, right.
Like I’m just gonna hand the keys of my car over to “the likes of
you”..” Todd mimicked. “Look,
if you want a ride, fine, but you ain’t taking my car.” He finished.
then, let’s go, but HURRY.” Patrick said, hating the fact that he had to
ride in the same vehicle with Todd Manning; but having no other options.
so fast Irish…” Todd interrupted. “First,
you have to tell me what’s going on….AND on the way, you have to explain how
you rose from the dead.”
it Manning, I’ll walk” Patrick said stubbornly. Again Patrick tried to rise, and again ended up on the
ground. He glared up at Todd, and
Todd smiled back at him.
Do we have a deal then?” Todd questioned Patrick.
I’ll tell you, but if you do ANYthing…and I mean ANYthing to
jeopardize my wife’s life, or my child’s, and you’ll regret the day you
ever met me Manning.” Patrick
regretted that that day in Ireland, when I
took a bullet for you, Irish.” Todd said with pain mixed with anger on
his face, and in his voice. “But
enough about our “Feelings” for one another” Todd continued… “Let’s
hear it. Tell me everything.”
only thing that I’m going to tell you, and the only thing that you need to
know, is that Marty is in some sort of trouble….she’s missing, and I need to
get to her. I need you to take me
to Cherryvale.” Patrick told Todd.
get in…you can fill me in on everything else on the way.” Todd said.
Patrick again got the feeling that Todd was being a bit overly friendly
and helpful, but with his mind on Marty, he didn’t’ have time to dwell on
it. He got up, with Todd’s help,
and got into the passengers’ side of Todd’s car.
Todd went around to the drivers’ side, got in, started the engine, and
headed the car in the direction of Cherryvale.
Bo Buchanan had left word with the officers who
remained at the Waterfront Inn in Cherryvale, to fill Patrick in and call him on
his mobile phone when Patrick did arrive. He
was now driving in a remote area several miles outside of Cherryvale.
He wasn’t sure what sort of clues he might find, but he was taking
every avenue he could to find Marty or some clue as to where she might be.
It was still a couple of hours before nightfall.
Bo pulled his car over to the side of the road.
He got out and began walking partly to search for clues as to Marty’s
whereabouts and partly to stretch his legs.
He had been riding around for hours, and his legs were starting to cramp.
He began walking across a field and came to the edge of some trees.
They appeared dense at first glance, but as Bo entered them, he saw that
they didn’t go very far before they opened again.
To Bo's surprise, there was a crudely built cabin sitting on the other
side of the trees. There were no
cars around, and there didn’t appear to be any roads leading to the cabin
from any direction. The cabin had a
door on the north side that Bo had entered on and a window on the west side. Bo quietly moved to the window, carefully eased it up, and glanced inside.
There in a chair, sat Marty Saybrooke/Thornhart with her hands tied behind her back!
Bo couldn’t believe it. He
had found Marty!!! He drew his
weapon, and carefully made his way to the door he had seen on the North side of
the cabin. He slowly reached for
the door handle and in one swift quiet motion, he opened the door and pointed
his gun inside. He checked all
directions in the room, and seeing no one but Marty, carefully made his way to
the only other door in the room. With
the same motions he had entered the cabin with, he opened the door, and checked
the other room. Finding nothing, Bo
hurried back to the room Marty was in, put his gun back in it’s holster, and
began untying her. Marty began to
sob with happiness at seeing Bo. “Marty,
it’s ok..you’re alive, you’re ok…nothing’s going to happen to you
now.” Bo said, as he removed the last of the ropes that held Marty captive.
Marty threw her arms around Bo’s neck, and thanked him over and over.
“What happened Marty?” Bo questioned.
Marty relayed how she had been drugged, and awoke to
find herself held captive in the cabin. She
continued, telling Bo that Carlo Hesser was alive, and had been the one to bring
her here. She told Bo of all that
Carlo had said.
“Somehow, it doesn’t surprise me that Carlo is
alive. He always seems to rise from
the dead. But what DOES surprise me
is why he would leave you here alone. It’s
as if he wanted us to find you. This
doesn’t add up. Why would he
kidnap you, then leave you to be found so easily?” Bo told Marty.
“No, there’s more to it than this..and I’m going to find out what
it is. Meanwhile, we need to get
you out of here.” Bo helped Marty out of the cabin, through the woods, and back
to his car. They then headed back
to the Waterfront Inn in Cherryvale.
Why would Carlo Hesser kidnap Marty only to have her
found so easily? Does he have
something else up his sleeve? And
what does Todd Manning have up HIS sleeve?
Come back next week to the One Life To Live fan fiction site and find out
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Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 |
Chapter 4 | Chapter 5
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