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Something About You – Part 50 by ShellyLynn

September 4, 2015

Republisher’s Note: We missed the Manny wedding earlier so we see it tonight.

Something About You – Part 50 by ShellyLynn

Danny and Michelle sat in the hospital room waiting for the doctor to join them with Michelle’s test results. Neither of them were sure what to say or where they were supposed to go from here. They still had so much left to be decided. When they made the rash decision to get married, they had simply done it, without even taking the time to decide where they were going to live after all the mess was cleared up. All he knew at the time was that he wanted to make her his wife and without the knowledge that she was truly his in every way, he never would have been able to survive the past couple days while she went back to Bill and played the doting fiancee.

The remembrance of their wedding brought a smile to his face. No matter what happened for the rest of his life, despite the chaos surrounding them, that would always be one of the happiest moments of his life.

“Are you sure about this?” Danny’s cousin asked him on the phone. “You haven’t known her for that long. How does she feel about Mikey? You aren’t usually so quick about making decisions, is there something wrong?” he fired off the questions in rapid succession. He had always expected that someday his cousin would find someone to spend his life with, he just had no idea it would happen this quickly.

“She’s perfect and she adores Mikey. Of course I’m sure about her. She’s the one Ray; I have no doubt. So can you do it? Can you marry us?” Danny asked, growing impatient as he looked down at his watch. He promised Michelle that he would take care of all the details of their surprise wedding. He told her all she had to do was meet him at the park at 6.

“She must really be special for you to act this way. It’s been a long time since I’ve known you to be so excited… In fact, not since we were kids and you were sure that Trish Lawman was going to ask you out, of course we know how that turned out…” Ray commented, enjoying teasing his cousin.

“Ha,” Danny laughed sarcastically. “This is different and you know it. I love her Ray, more than I ever thought I could. I’ve never wanted anything as badly in my life as I want to make her my wife.”

“Wow,” Ray sighed, “You really are in love. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

The two of them had been the closest of friends in their youth and both of them had taken it hard when Ray’s parents moved them to New York. Of course they had kept in touch, but over the years the talks had become less and less frequent, especially after he joined the priesthood. That was the main reason that when he had the chance to join a parish about an hour from his hometown, he jumped at it. He hadn’t seen his cousin since Pilar’s funeral up until he returned a couple months earlier and he knew how much his beloved cousin was trying to handle on his own. He, more than anyone, was aware that Danny needed friends, family, and guidance after all the things he had been through and he hoped to be of help in all three facets, especially after Danny took on the task of raising such a young child. Now, he was excited to hear that it seemed as though he was getting help from an unexpected source. He was just glad that finally, something seemed to be going right for his cousin. He deserved all the happiness life could bring him.

“I can’t wait to meet her,” he said aloud after he hung up the phone. “She must be a gift from God.”

Michelle rubbed the back of her neck with her hand, feeling the tense muscles there. She was still in shock from the news about her pregnancy. “A baby,” she whispered to herself as she looked at the baby pictures along the wall of the examination room, noticing their chubby cheeks and tiny hands. “No baby has ever been loved more than Danny and I will love this child. I couldn’t ask for a better father for my baby. He’s already so wonderful with Michael and now that we are married…”

She walked through Laurel Falls to the clearing where they had gone with Mikey not so long before. Immediately upon arriving, her eyes began to fill with tears as she saw the lengths her soon to be husband had gone to in ensuring that her wedding would be as perfect as possible. There were lights and flowers everywhere along with a small gathering of people. There was a handsome man dressed like a priest bent down next to Danny talking to Michael. She could only assume that this was his cousin Ray that he had mentioned to her a few times. To their left were her mother and father, along with her brother Rick and his wife Abby.

“How did you do this?” she asked, looking around at the beautiful flowers and her family gathered around them. “It’s perfect.”

“No,” he smiled, his eyes gazing lovingly at her, “You’re perfect. You look beautiful.”

She blushed slightly as she smoothed the material of her simple long white satin dress, “You look pretty good yourself.”

He straightened his tie as he grinned, “Well, you only get married once.”

“May I do the honor?” they heard a deep voice from behind them request, “I know that you haven’t really even known for that long that I’m your father and that you probably don’t…”

“I’d love for you to walk me down the aisle, Dad.”

“I’m so proud of you,” he told her, wiping the tears from her cheeks as Danny left to go stand in his position next to Ray. “You have grown into such an amazing, beautiful young woman. I only wish I hadn’t missed so much of your life.”

“That means a lot to me,” she said. “I’m really glad to know the truth and I couldn’t ask for a better man to be my father.”

Ross reached up and wiped away a tear from his eye as he looked across the clearing and made eye contact with Maureen who nodded approvingly, “We better get ready,” he smiled, giving her his arm. “Your groom awaits.”


He rubbed his hands along the sides of his face, feeling the stubble formed from three days without shaving, and then up to his tired eyes that seemed like they wouldn’t stay open a minute longer. If he had thought that the nights spent alone without her were difficult before, he had been proven wrong because after their wedding, the nights alone were positively unbearable. Neither of them had been able to handle it very well and a slight smile crept onto his face as he remembered her falling asleep on the phone during one of their late night talks.

“I really hate this,” she pouted, stifling a yawn as she rolled over in bed. “We’re married for goodness sakes. I can’t wait until I can go to sleep in your arms every night.”

“Me too,” he frowned, holding the phone against his shoulder with his chin as he stepped out of his jeans and into a pair of black shorts. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve grabbed my keys to come see you?”

She smiled at the thought of it, “I would have liked that.” Her smile suddenly turned as she finished her thought, “but it’s too risky. We have to play along for a couple more days.”

“We can do it,” he said, suddenly sounding like he was giving a pep talk. “What are a few more days when we have the rest of our lives?”

“I guess you’re right,” she sighed, going back to playing with the fringe on her blanket as she mustered up the patience to survive that time without him, yawning as her eyes fluttered shut, “just a few more…”

“And then we can make up for all the lost time…” he almost giggled.

“Michelle?” he said when she didn’t respond, “Sweetie, are you there?” When no response came, he smiled, glad that she was getting some much needed rest. “Sweet dreams, baby…” he whispered before joining her in slumber land.

He remembered just how difficult the previous week had been. After three nights apart they couldn’t stand it anymore.


“Meet me at the lighthouse tomorrow night,” she told him before hanging up the phone and going to sleep. “I can’t take this anymore.”

“What about Bill? Are you sure you can get away?” he asked anxiously, “I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

“I’ll be fine, just be there,” she smiled, excited at the prospect of a stolen night with her husband. “I love you.”

He tried to stop thinking about what happened and come up with a plan for the next few days. Things were so much more important now. His senses were still reeling from the knowledge that he was going to be a father. He looked up at Michelle, his love shining in his eyes as he attempted to gauge her reaction to all of this. She had seemed happy about it back at the Lewis mansion, but she hadn’t breathed a word to either he or Ross since they climbed into the car. All she did was rest her head against his chest, curl up into a ball, and go to sleep. He wanted so badly to read her mind and find out how she was handling this sudden turn of events, but all her face showed was the tiredness she was experiencing from all that had taken place. She started to lean back and he was quickly at her side, helping her to move her coat and purse out of the way. “Are you okay?” he asked worriedly as a slight frown crossed her face.

“Yeah, I’m fine” she responded, closing her eyes as she adjusted her body. When she opened them to find his questioning eyes looking back at her, she gently reassured him, “Danny, sweetie, calm down. There’s nothing to be worried about. I’m just a little queasy. I guess I should be used to it by now,” she smiled hesitantly, debating whether or not the little piece of information she was about to let slip would help her in convincing him or make things worse. “I’ve been like this for a couple weeks.”

“What?” he asked harshly, quickly lowering his voice and reigning in his emotions. He knew that the last thing she needed was for him to be upset. “Why didn’t you tell me, baby?” he whispered, taking her hand in his and gently rubbing his thumb back and forth over the top of her hand.

“I didn’t want you too worry about me,” she admitted, “and I really thought it was just stress. It never even crossed my mind that I could be pregnant,” she said, her voice getting progressively softer. “Are you worried about the baby?” she asked, noticing the sadness in his eyes.

He noticed how every movement, every gesture she made seemed tired, strained. He could kick himself for allowing her to go through with this plan. If anything happened to either one of them, he would never forgive himself. Never. He couldn’t allow himself to even think about it. It was his turn to be happy, wasn’t it? Surely God wouldn’t be so cruel as to take everything away from him again.

“Of course I am,” he answered her carefully, “but I’m also worried about you. You haven’t been taking care of yourself and I love you so I can’t stand to see you so weak and upset. When we leave here, I’m going to take care of you like I should have all along. I never should have gone along with this plan. What if…”

“Don’t worry. We’re both going to be fine,” she said, knowing what he was thinking and doing her best to ease his mind. “We’re tough.”

They both paused, realizing that it was time for them to make some decisions. “What are we going to do?”

“Well,” he smiled, trying to take her advice. “The first thing we’re going to do is go home and take a long nap.”

“Be serious,” she scolded teasingly, “Where is home going to be? You’re apartment isn’t nearly big enough and mine…”

“Yours would be,” he reminded her.

“For now,” she smiled, her hand moving to her still flat stomach, “but when the baby comes it won’t be. Besides, Mikey would have to change schools because my side of town has a different elementary and I think he’s had enough change to deal with lately. This whole thing has been so confusing for him.”

“So I guess we go house hunting. We can stay at your place while we look,” he grinned, enjoying the idea of the two of them searching for the perfect place to raise a family, their family.

“A house?” she asked excitedly. When he responded by nodding his head yes she continued. “So this is really happening,” she sighed, leaning against his shoulder.

“You better believe it, now we just have to make sure that both of my girls are okay and then we can live happily ever after,” he agreed with her.

“Girls?” Michelle repeated, “What makes you believe this baby is going to be a girl?”

“I don’t know,” he said, “I guess I really hadn’t even thought about it much, first I was shocked and then worried about both of you…”

“So is that what you want?” she asked, biting on her lip. “ A girl. What about a boy, a Danny Jr?”

“That would be fine too,” he smiled, “I don’t care as long as our baby is healthy and looks like you.”

“What would you name her?” she giggled, enjoying the talk of their future, “Danielle, a combination of our names?”

“Nah, what about Maureen?” he parried.

Michelle’s face instantly fell at the mention of her mother’s name. “You know, baby, I know that you are disappointed that she lied to you, but you need to forgive her, for both of your sakes. You didn’t even talk to her at the wedding…”

“I just don’t understand how she could look me in the eye and lie to me… for years. She was the only person I thought I could trust. Do you know how tough it has been for me, thinking that my mother didn’t remember me most of the time and that my father didn’t care enough about me to even celebrate my birthday?”

“Don’t you think it’s been hard on her too?” he asked, “What she did wasn’t right, I’m not saying that it was, but she thought it was best for you. You know exactly how she felt, because you did the same thing. You were willing to give up your own happiness for the happiness of a child you love. Don’t you see, she didn’t see any other way for you to have the kind of life you deserve…”

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. “Mrs. Santos,” the man smiled, looking up from his clipboard. “I’m Dr. Evans. I’ve gone over your tests and it seems as though everything is going as well as can be expected. You are underweight and slightly dehydrated, but if you start eating better and getting some rest things should improve drastically.”

“I’ll make sure she’s taken care of,” Danny smiled, relieved to have some good news. He had feared the worst, especially after Michelle’s fainting spells and all the stress she’d been under.

“Have you been having any morning sickness?” the doctor asked.

“Yeah, for a couple weeks now,” she frowned at the reminder of mornings spent lying in bed and over the toilet bowl.

“I’m going to give you a prescription for something to help with that and for prenatal vitamins. It is essential that you take them regularly. The first trimester is vital to your baby’s health.”

“I will,” she said, taking the paper from his outstretched hand.

“I’ll go see about getting these right now,” Danny said, taking them from her hand and heading toward the door. “I’ll be back in a minute. I want to tell Ross the good news. You know how worried he is.”

“Thanks,” she smiled gratefully as he shut the door behind him.

“Looks like everything is okay,” Danny informed his father in law as rose anxiously from his chair in the hall.

“You don’t seem all that happy about it,” Ross questioned, unsure of how to read the young man standing before him. “You don’t want the baby?”

“NO, that’s not it. I love this baby so much already. I guess I…” his voice dropped off. “You’re going to think I’m being ridiculous.”

“I think I already know what you’re going to say…” Ross replied, looking through the window at his daughter as she closed her eyes and rested her hands on her stomach. Sometimes, he couldn’t believe how much she reminded him of Maureen when she was younger. Both women shared that same spirit that made everyone around them feel loved.

“It’s just that I’ve already lost so many people that I love, I’m afraid to get too excited about this. We just found out about her and I already care about her so much. I don’t think I could handle losing this baby,” he sighed, running his hands through his disheveled hair. “I don’t know…”

“You don’t think that things this good can happen to you so you are trying to protect yourself from getting hurt,” Ross said, knowing the feelings all too well. “But if you don’t let yourself feel, you are going to lose so much anyway, no matter what happens. What you must always remember is, if God forbid something were to happen, you aren’t alone anymore. You two have each other to help you make it through.”

“Danny,” he heard a voice yelling his name.

“Mikey,” he grinned, wiping away the stray tear that had fallen from his eye and picking the boy up.

“What’s the matter with Ichelle? Is she okay?” he asked worriedly, his big brown eyes searching his uncles for an answer.

“She’s fine,” Danny smiled, looking over at his cousin, “Thanks for bringing him. I didn’t want to leave him with the sitter any longer and I thought Michelle might like to see him.”

“It’s no problem. How is she?” Ray responded.

“She’s doing well considering. Did you hear the good news? We’re going to have a baby,” he smiled, looking at Ross to let him know he got the message.

“That’s great news,” Ray replied, excited for his cousin. “I take it they’re both all right?”

“Yeah,” Danny smiled, “Did you hear that Mikey, you’re going to have a new cousin.”

“No,” Mikey said seriously, his little mind working furiously, “a brother.”

When Danny and Ray stared at him in curiosity, he continued, seemingly annoyed that they didn’t understand. “Mrs. Watson says that the people who take care of you and love you are your mommy and daddy so you and Ichelle are my parents. That means the baby will be my little brother.”

“Or sister,” Danny smiled, tears forming in his eyes at the young boy’s remarks, knowing his sister would be proud of the boy she had given birth to.

“Or sister,” Mikey conceded, smiling at Ray.

Danny turned to Ross, and noticed the longing look in the older man’s eyes. “Why don’t you go on in? I’m sure she would love to see you.”

“Are you sure?” Ross asked, “She’d love to see the boy…”

“Yeah, we need to go pick up some medicine down at the pharmacy anyway. It would really make me feel better knowing you were with her.”

“Thanks,” Ross mouthed as he turned the handle to her door and walked in.

“I want to see Mommy,” Mikey whined as they began to walk away from the room toward the elevator.

“In a little while, right now, she needs to see her daddy.”

Something About You – Part 49 by ShellyLynn

September 3, 2015

Republisher’s Note: Michelle fainted will Bill do anything else.

Something About You – Part 49 by ShellyLynn

“You lying Son of a …” Bill exploded, his body lurching in Danny’s direction. “You have been nothing but a pain in my ass…” he said as he knocked into his adversary forcing him back against the wall.

Danny shoved Bill off of him, landing a punch to Bill’s jaw and sending him reeling backwards. Bill shook his head and then headed back toward Danny, unwilling to concede the skirmish so easily

“What’s going on in here?” Vanessa shrieked, walking in the door and immediately trying to get between the two men and stop their fighting.

“Get out of my way,” Bill said, forcing his way past his mother and knocking her small body to the ground in the process.

“What has gotten into you?” Mr. Lewis asked, stepping in and holding Bill back while Danny wiped at his bloody lip. “How dare you treat your mother like that. You have been acting strange for weeks and I’ve ignored it because I thought it was just the adjustment of being back home, but it is going to end now. I want to know what is going on.”

“Why don’t you tell him, Bill?” Danny prodded, his anger getting the better of him. “Tell him how you blackmailed Michelle into agreeing to marry you. Why don’t you tell him everything…”

“He’s lying,” Bill sneered. “You can’t trust him. He just wants to tear Michelle and I apart so he can get to her inheritance.”

“What inheritance?” Danny asked, unaware of anything unusual that Michelle would be receiving.

“I think maybe you should go now,” Mr. Lewis said, looking Danny in the eyes. “We have a lot to talk about.”

“I’m not leaving without Michelle,” he said, once again moving toward her slumbering body.

“I don’t think you really have a choice,” Mr. Lewis said, stepping in his path before he could reach her side. “I’m not letting you near her.”

“Billy,” Vanessa said, trying to get his attention, “I really think you should listen to him…”

“Are you taking his side over your own son?” Mr. Lewis said, trying to understand her reasoning. “After what he just accused Bill of we should throw him out of this house.”

“He has a right to be here as long as…” she began before a soft voice made her pause.


They all turned and watched as Michelle began to toss and turn on the couch, “Where’s Danny? I have to tell him…”

Danny used the moment of surprise to make it to her side. “It’s okay baby, I’m right here,” he whispered, brushing a stray curl out of her face. “I’m not going anywhere…”

“What’s going on here?” Billy asked, more confused than ever.

“She’s my wife, I told you…” Danny said, his eyes never leaving his love’s face.

“That’s what I was trying to tell you, too,” Vanessa said, her eyes steely with determination. “They’re married.”

“It’s true? You knew about this and you let her lie to our son? Do you have any idea how embarrassed he must be?” Mr. Lewis said, his anger at his wife’s actions evident in his every word. “How dare you put them before this family…”

“Do you know what our son has done to this poor couple?” she asked, disgust at her son’s actions displayed across her face. “He tried to force this poor girl to marry him, he threatened to take custody of this young man’s nephew away from him and there hasn’t even been one ounce of proof that he’s the boy’s father. He has basically torn their lives apart and I will not let him continue to harm Maureen’s only daughter. Especially now that there’s another child involved.”

“So it’s true?” Danny whispered, his attention stolen by the mention of a child. “She’s really pregnant?”

“Yes,” Vanessa confirmed, “She just found out a little while ago. That’s why she’s in here. She passed out when she heard the news.”

“Danny,” Michelle whispered again, this time her eyes fluttering partially open, “I’m so glad you’re here,” she told him, her voice soft as she licked her dry lips. “It was so awful…”

“Shhh,” he said, pulling her body against his. “I’m so glad you’re all right.”

“I have to tell you,” she said, pulling back slightly to look into his eyes.

“I already know,” he said, a slight smile creeping onto his face despite the circumstances. “I’m going to be a daddy.”

The smile broke into an all out grin when Michelle breathed a sigh of relief. “I had no idea,” she said meekly, still unsure that he was all right with the surprising turn of events, “the thought never even crossed my mind that it was a possibility. Are you sure you are okay with this?”

“Of course I am. Do you know how many times I have dreamed about having a family with you? I couldn’t want anything more. I wish we were at a more stable point in our lives, but I love you and I’m already in love with this child…” he whispered gently, brushing his thumb back and forth across her pale cheeks.

“Would you two shut up?” Bill growled, his anger at watching the two coo at each other growing with each passing second.

They turned, suddenly remembering that they weren’t alone, “You two seem to be forgetting that I am still holding the cards in this situation,” Bill said, forgoing all pretenses and giving them an ultimatum. “If Michelle doesn’t marry me tomorrow, you can say goodbye to that little kid you two are so fond of.”

“What kid?” Bill Sr. asked, still confused by the events unfolding before his eyes. He knew he hadn’t been as involved in Bill’s life as much as he probably should have, but all the things he had heard in the previous few minutes still took him as too outrageous to possibly be real.

“One that isn’t his,” a voice said from the hallway, startling everyone in the room with its presence.

“What are you doing here?” Michelle asked, looking at the woman before her. She had been her roommate and once thought this woman to be her best friend, but after her recent actions, she wasn’t sure she could trust anything she said anymore.

“I can’t let this go on any longer,” the woman said, stepping inside the room. “Bill isn’t Michael’s father.”

“You better watch what you say,” Bill sneered, his mind working furiously to come up with some way out of the situation he now found himself in.

“Not only isn’t he the father, but I can prove that he intended to bribe a hospital official to say that he was,” she continued, unfazed by his threats. “I’m not going to let you hurt any of us anymore.”

“Bill?” Mr. Lewis asked while the others looked on. “Is this true?”

“She’s lying. I can’t believe you trust her on this without any proof. It’s just her word against mine…”

“No,” she said, “I don’t take chances.”

Michelle mouthed a silent thank you to her friend across the room as she watched Bill’s stance grow decisively more defensive. It was obvious to everyone in the room that there was something she knew that could bring his demise.

“After everything I did for you, you’re going to lie about me?” Bill tried, his effort renewed to keep from taking the fall for his actions. “I know you were upset when I broke it off to get together with Michelle, but…”

“What you did for me?” she laughed, “You mean when you used me, or when you lied to me to get me to sleep with you? Or do you mean when you hit me? Or maybe when you forced me to help you continue hurting the best friend I ever had? You never did anything for me that wasn’t simply looking out for yourself, and now that’s exactly what I’m doing. I want my life back the way it was before all of this happened.”

“You little…” he growled, “you’re going to pay for this. You never should have crossed me.”

“You can go to hell Bill Lewis, because you couldn’t possibly hurt me any more than you already have,” she said, tears staining her cheeks as the whole situation collapsed around her. “I won’t let you win this time.”

“You aren’t that smart,” he said, turning his back on her and walking toward Michelle. “You can’t prove anything. That boy is mine and I’m going to have him, unless Michelle changes her mind and agrees to marry me…”

“You ruined my life Bill Lewis, and I am not going to let you ruin theirs,” she said, reaching into the deep pocket of her jacket and pulling out a small cassette tape.

“This is getting out of hand,” Billy said, walking over to the phone. “I’m going to call the police and let them come sort this mess out.”

“There’s no need to make that call,” a voice said from the hallway, walking in with two armed policemen at his side. “I already brought them. “Thank you for your help Stacey,” the man said, “They’ll take it from here.”

The police officers crossed the room and approached Bill. “You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you can not afford one…”

“What is going on here?” he said, fighting against the officers as they attempted to cuff him. “She trespassed into our home and has been standing here threatening me. You should be arresting her, I’ve done nothing wrong…”

“Now, Bill,” Ross said, shaking his finger in the air, “You know that’s not true, and I have all the proof of that I need right here. Not only that you are not, and couldn’t possibly be, Michael’s father, but that you have been stealing and laundering money from both Lewis and Bauer enterprises for months.”

“You couldn’t possibly prove that,” Bill said, his hands cuffed behind his back as he continued to struggle, “because it isn’t true. Dad,” he pleaded, trying to gain his father’s sympathy as a last resort, “I wouldn’t do that to you, you have to believe me. They’re making this up…”

“I have it all right here, Billy,” Ross said, looking at the man he had respected over the years and wondering how he could be so blind when it came to his own son. “Bank statements, accounting paperwork, fudged computer entries, corresponding company records…” he said, holding the envelope in the air. “It’s undeniable.” He looked across the room at Michelle and Danny, so happy to finally be getting the chance he’d missed out on for over twenty years of her life, the chance to be a father and protect her.

“That’s not possible. You couldn’t have possibly gotten any of that legally. Someone on in our organization would have had to have given you access to our records and I know that I didn’t…” Billy’s voice trailed off. “Honey?” he asked, suddenly thinking about the one person who could have given him the information he needed.

Vanessa nodded her head, her conviction that she did the right thing holding strong despite what was about to happen to her son. “I talked to Maureen and when she told me what was going on, I knew that I had to do something. He has to be stopped, Billy, he needs help…”

“So you decided that putting him in jail was the best way to help?” Bill Sr. laughed at what he found to be a ludicrous statement. “He’s your son!”

“Look at all these people he’s hurt,” she said, gesturing around the room. “I couldn’t let anyone else get punished for our failure as parents, especially innocent children. I had no choice.”

“We’re going to need all of you to come down to the station and give us your statements,” one of the police officers spoke up, breaking into the argument.

“I need to take her to the hospital first,” Danny spoke up, wrapping his arm around Michelle.

“We really need to get her statement first,” the younger of the two officers spoke.

Danny frowned as he kissed Michelle’s forehead, “She’s been through so much lately, and now with the pregnancy, I really don’t want to take any chances…”

“I don’t need to go to the hospital,” she argued, pulling away slightly, “I’m fine. Really”

“After everything that’s happened, please, just humor me okay?” he asked, flashing the puppy dog eyes that he knew she couldn’t resist.

“Okay, after we talk to he police,” she compromised, leaning her head against his chest as a smile spread across her face. “I guess it’s the least I can do considering all the back rubs and late night craving runs your going to be dong for me over the next 8 months,” she smiled. “I’ll try not to eat anything too disgusting, but I have to admit I’ve really been craving peanut butter and banana sandwiches the last few days…”

“Bring it on,” he laughed, helping her to stand, “As long as we’re together, I can handle just about anything.”

She hugged him tightly, enjoying the feel of once again being in his arms. She still couldn’t fathom what her life would have been like had she never met him that day in the hallway. “Can you give me a minute?” she asked, looking across the room, “There’s someone I need to talk to.”

He nodded his head, “me too.”

He headed across the room to thank Vanessa for her help while Michelle made her way to Stacey. “Thanks,” she said simply, not even sure where to start a conversation that was long overdue.

“I’m so sorry,” Stacey said, looking her friend in the eye, “not only for helping Bill for so long, but for what I said about Danny. He really is a good man and I can see how much he loves you.”

Michelle looked into her friend’s sad eyes, “I know how much you cared about Bill and what it cost you to do this for us, but I don’t know how to get past what you did. You really hurt me… us and I can’t honestly understand why. Did you really want Bill so badly that you were willing to throw everything else away?”

“I was always so jealous of you,” she admitted, her remorse showing clearly on her face, “You always had everything. Money, brains, tons of guys chasing after you. I guess I wanted to prove that I could get someone who’d always been after you, but he wasn’t worth losing myself or our friendship for. I just wish I had figured it out sooner. I really thought he loved me…”

“I’m sorry,” Michelle said, watching Stacey break down in front of her, “One of these days you are going to find that person and you won’t have to give up anything for them. If they’re really the one, they won’t let you.”

“I’m so happy for you,” she responded, wiping her tears away, “Is there any hope… any way that we could be friends again?”

“I don’t know, give me some time. You did a lot of hurtful things…” her voice trailed off as her hand went to her forehead, “I think…”

“Woah,” Danny said, seeing Michelle start to sway and quickly moving to her side. “We are definitely going right to the hospital.” He lifted her up into his arms and headed toward the door with a concerned Stacey on his heals. “Where are you going?” the officer asked, noticing their attempt at leaving.

“She just about passed out again, I’m taking her to the hospital to get checked out. If you need your statement now, I suggest you try to reach us there.”

“Are you okay?” Ross rushed over, leaving his conversation with the Mr. Lewis to be at his daughter’s side.

“I’m fine,” she argued, “Danny’s just being overprotective.”

“She nearly fainted a few seconds ago and I want to get her and the baby checked out, Is there something wrong with that?” Danny asked, exasperated by her unwillingness to let him take care of her.

“The baby?” Ross asked, confusion setting in. “Are you talking about Michael?”

“No,” Michelle smiled, looking up into Danny’s eyes and smiling, “You’re about to be a grandpa.”

Ross looked at her stomach and back at her face. “You’re going to have a baby?”

She bit her lip and smiled, suddenly feeling like a child. Maybe, somehow in the process of having her own child, she would be able to regain some of what she missed by building a relationship with the father she had always wanted. “We just found out today.”

“I’m so happy for you,” he said as Danny set her carefully on her feet and she accepted her father’s hug.

“I’m so glad that I get to share this with you,” she smiled, a few tears falling from her eyes.

“I wouldn’t miss it,” he whispered, enjoying their newfound closeness. “Let’s get you to the doctor.”

“We still need your statements,” the police officer argued, following behind the men as they led her out the door.

“Like he said,” Ross spoke up, a huge smile lighting his face for the first time in what seemed like years, “We’re going to take care of my first grandchild. You’ll just have to wait.”

“Thank you,” Michelle said as they made their way down the hallway and out to the car.

“It was my pleasure,” he said, opening his car door so that Michelle and Danny could both climb into the back seat. “This is a new beginning, for all of us.”

Something About You – Part 47 by ShellyLynn

September 1, 2015

Republisher’s Note: The stress increases as we have to see if Danny-Michelle or Ed-Bill ‘s plan will win out.

Something About You – Part 47 by ShellyLynn

Danny paced nervously outside the door to Ross’ office as he waited for the appointment Ross was taking care of to leave. He couldn’t help but be frantic about the situation they found themselves in. He had been waiting all day for the man he was counting on to save them to call him and tell him everything was taken care of. Instead, with just under an hour left before the rehearsal dinner was to begin, he found himself outside the man’s door, hoping that the answers he would get in a few short minutes would be the words he needed to hear.

The door opened and Danny was surprised to see Vanessa Lewis exit the office. He was momentarily stunned by the strange turn of events, but found himself making his way through the doorway to see what was going on. For the first time, he contemplated how little he really knew about the plan that he and the love of his life were trusting with their lives. “Is everything all right?” Danny asked, as Ross looked up in surprise. “You were supposed to call me and it’s getting down to the wire. You won’t answer my phone calls or return my messages. Is everything under control?”

“Danny,” Ross said, looking up in surprise. “Everything is fine. What are you doing here? You could blow everything if the wrong people see you with me. This is a very delicate situation.”

“Are we ready?” Danny asked, ignoring the comments made in regards to his appearance. He needed to know what was going on, despite the precariousness of their situation.

“Almost, I’m still missing one very important piece of evidence and then we can go to the police. I’m hoping though, that I was just able to secure it,” Ross said cryptically.

“What does that mean?” Danny asked impatiently. He hated relying so heavily on other people when it came to his life with Michelle, even if they were her parents. Somehow, he was sure he would feel much better if they would just give him a little more information on what exactly would be taking place that evening.

“It means, that if everything goes as planned, the two of you will be free to start your lives together, tonight.”

“IF?” Danny repeated, his voice raised slightly as he thought about what would happen ‘if’ things didn’t work out. “’If’ is not good enough for me. This is your daughter’s future we’re talking about here.”

“And I want nothing more than to make sure it is as happy as possible. Do you really think I would be willing to let her down?” Ross queried, his tone annoyed, yet betraying a hint of fear. “I have already done that enough to last a lifetime.”

Danny immediately felt contrite for his apparent accusation. “I know that you love her, too. I’m sorry.”

“You know, Daniel,” Ross said, walking out from behind his desk. “You don’t have to apologize to me. You love my daughter with all your heart and that is the best thing you could ever do for me. We both just want what’s best for her.”

“I’ll take good care of her,” Danny answered, suddenly feeling the need to make that promise. “She’s my life.”

“Well, right now, we’re just trying to save the other most important person in your life.”

The moment of honesty and feeling immediately turned awkward, as there was a knock on the door.

“Mr. Marler,” his secretary’s voice rang, “there’s a delivery here for you.”

* * * * * * * *

Michelle paced the floor of her room at the Lewis mansion. She could hear people arriving at the door and being taken into the huge area where the rehearsal dinner was to take place. Normally, the only people attending such an event would be those who were involved with the wedding. However, since the wedding was more of a business deal than a marriage ceremony to Bill, there were many business associates congregating to join them in what seemed to her more of an extravagant party than a rehearsal dinner.

She looked at her watch and sat down on the bed. She could still remember her father giving her that very watch for her sixteenth birthday. He wasn’t around much, but he sent her a package from Europe telling her that he was sorry he wasn’t able to make it home but that she would be able to come see him whenever she wanted now that she had a brand new car. She had put the watch on her wrist and then taken off to go see her larger, more valuable present. Although she enjoyed the car, for years what she really treasured was that watch because she always thought he had actually taken time to hand-pick it. As far as she could remember, that was the last birthday that it seemed as if her father even cared she was turning a year older. Of course, years later she found out that he had sent his secretary to pick it out. She even wrote the card for him, but still, for some reason she always held on to it.

She snapped out of her reverie and looked down again. She would be expected to make her appearance in less than fifteen minutes and there was still no sign of her father (it still seemed weird to think of him that way) or Danny. The thing she found strange was, no matter what was happening and no matter how hard it would be for both of them, she knew that Danny’s mere presence would give her the strength to pull off the charade for a while longer. Even though he should be the one standing up with her and not Bill.

There was a short knock on the door and then it opened and Vanessa’s head popped in. “Are we ready?” she asked, noticing Michelle’s less than thrilled expression. “You’ll be fine,” she said, walking over to her younger counterpart, “I promise these things aren’t that bad. It will all be over with before you know it.”

Michelle gave her a smile, wishing that there were some way to get out of this without hurting the woman she had always thought of as a second mother. “You’re probably right,” she said, starting to stand up.

“Woah,” Vanessa said, helping her back on the bed as she swayed and her knees began to buckle. “Stay here, I’ll go get the doctor to look at you.”

Michelle leaned her head down and placed it in her hands, “That’s not necessary, I’m sure it’s just nerves…”

“Nonsense, I’m getting him. You just lay down. We’ll cancel tonight if we have to. You need to take care of yourself.”

Michelle sighed deeply and moved to lean back against the headboard. She really was fine, she assured herself, there was just a lot going on and she hadn’t had anything to eat all day…

“Ms. Bauer,” a gentleman knocked lightly on the partially opened the door a few minutes later. “Mrs. Lewis sent me to check you out. Is it all right if I come in?”

“Yes, come in,” Michelle spoke, her head once again beginning to spin.

“What seems to be the problem?” he asked, setting his black bag down on the bed next to her. “I’m sure it’s nothing. I just haven’t felt well lately, but with all the stress and I know I haven’t been eating as well as I should be…”

“What exactly are the symptoms?” he asked, taking a blood pressure cuff and wrapping it around her bare arm.

“Well, I’ve been sick to my stomach and I’ve experienced some lightheadedness and dizziness, I had problems not too long ago because I wasn’t eating properly and I’m sure it’s just the same thing again. I promise, after tomorrow I’ll get my eating habits straightened out and it will all go away,” she informed him.

“Well,” he smiled gently, “you really should be eating better and that may well be your source of problem, but why don’t you let me take some blood to be sure.”

She nodded her head in acceptance, turning her head to the side as he stuck the needle in her arm. “I’ll call and let you know what I find out,” he said, directing his comment not only to Michelle but also to Vanessa who previously unbeknownst to the two of them had entered the room.

“Thank you,” the two ladies said in unison as he gathered up his things and walked out.

“I’m feeling much better,” Michelle said, carefully standing up on her own.

“Are you sure you’re up to going through with this?” Vanessa asked, noticing Michelle’s measured steps and her tired eyes.

“Of course,” the younger woman responded, forcing a smile. “I can’t miss my own rehearsal dinner. Just give me a minute and I’ll be right down.”

* * * * * * *

Bill passed the doctor in the hallway on the way to see Michelle, “How is she?” he asked, playing the part of the concerned fiancee to the hilt.

“I’m going to take some blood, but if it’s what I think it is, she’ll be fine. She just needs some rest. Congratulations, you have a beautiful woman there.”

“I can’t believe how lucky I am,” Bill smiled, trying to hide his true feelings and get to Michelle. He started to retreat when another thought popped into his head.

“Oh, can you do me a favor, call me instead of Michelle when you get the results. I think it would be easier for her if she finds out what’s bothering her from me,” he requested politely.

“I’m sure it’s not anything serious,” the doctor assured him.

“She’s just had a rough time lately with her mother being in the hospital and all. I really think it would be better,” Bill reasoned.

“Well, you are about to be married. Okay, I should have results pretty quickly and I’ll let you know as soon as I get them.”

“Thanks, it means a lot to both of us that everything goes well tonight,” he smiled before walking passed the older man and making his way toward Michelle’s room.

He opened her door and nearly ran into her as she prepared to leave the room. “You better not be trying to pull anything here, Michelle, because you know what will happen if you try to back out on this now. You can kiss the little boy good bye because you’ll never see him again.”

Something About You – Part 46 by ShellyLynn

August 31, 2015

Republisher’s Note: Danny and Michelle have a plan to deal with Ed and Bill’s evil plan. Will it work?

Something About You – Part 46 by ShellyLynn

Michelle sat outside the lighthouse, debating on whether or not to go inside. She was well aware of Danny’s fears concerning this plan and her involvement with Bill Lewis and she knew how he would react when he saw the bruises she could feel forming on her face and arm, yet she couldn’t force herself to leave. She needed him, not only to console her aching spirit caused by their separation and events of earlier that evening, but also to remind her of their love. She knew that she would need that reminder to give her the strength to get through all the events of the following day. Finally, determined that the upside to seeing him was far greater than the downside of him knowing what happened, she opened her car door and began to climb the steps of the lighthouse, her sanctuary through the first twenty years of her life.

* * * * * * * * *

Danny looked at his watch for the fifteenth time in the past hour, his stomach churning as he imagined what things Bill could be doing to his precious Michelle, the woman he would be spending the rest of his life with. As the minute hand clicked past zero, indicating that it was now past midnight, he bolted for the door, preparing to do whatever it took to track her down and make sure she was all right. He flung the door open, nearly knocking Michelle over in his haste to leave. “Michelle,” he sighed, his voice thick with emotion as he pulled her into his arms, “I was so worried about you baby…”

She didn’t say a word, merely enjoyed the feeling of being wrapped in his arms as he held her close. Finally, he pulled away to look in her face, “I’m so glad he didn’t hurt…” he began before noticing the bruise forming on her cheek from the blow she sustained at her fiancee’s hand.

“It’s nothing,” she said, seeing the direction of his gaze and knowing the direction his thoughts must be taking him. “I fell.”

“That’s a lie,” he said firmly, leading her over to the bed and then crossing the room and taking ice from the bucket he had been chilling sparkling cider in to put on her swelling flesh, “and we both know it.”

“Bill was just…”

“That bastard hit you,” he seethed, leaving her with the ice as he walked across the room, his hands clenched at his sides as he fought the urge to drive over to Bill’s house and kill him that instant. “I knew I never should have let you go back there.”

“This isn’t your fault, Danny,” she said, sensing where his thoughts were taking him. “It’s no one’s fault except Bill’s. We are going to get him, we just have to stay calm and stick to the plan…” she contended, not believing that the calm voice of reason was coming out of her mouth. Truth be told, she was terrified by the thought of coming anywhere near Bill Lewis again, but the idea of Danny losing everything was one that gave her the strength to continue to fight.

“Oh no,” he ranted, turning toward her with incredulous eyes. “You can’t possibly think I’m letting you go anywhere near that house alone, not after this…”

“You have to,” she whispered, “We don’t have any other choice.”

“We’ll find one,” he argued, not wanting to hear the validity of her argument. “I can’t let you go back there,” his voice broke as tears formed in his eyes. “I love you too much to lose you now. I don’t care what I have to do, I’ll make sure that we’re all safe…”

“There isn’t any other way, Danny,” she pleaded, not wanting to spend the few precious hours they had together fighting yet needing to stress the importance of their plan. “Mikey’s life is at stake and there is no other way.”

“It’s too dangerous for you…” he argued, not able to get rid of the horrifying image of Bill hurting Michelle. “We don’t know what he is capable of…”

“It’ll be okay. I have lots of things to go over with Vanessa and I’ll just make sure that he never gets the chance to get me alone… Vanessa saw what happened tonight and if it came down to it, I could use it as an excuse to keep her around me.”

“I still don’t like it…”

“I don’t either, but it’s only for one more day, then we can begin our life together, just like we planned, Ross is all set to go right?”

“Almost… he says he will be by tomorrow,” Danny sighed, not wanting to consent to her return to the Lewis house yet not knowing of any other way. “Maybe I should call him and make sure…”

“Danny, sweetie, look around you, I can’t believe you did all this for me,” she said, spreading her arms out wide to show him the roses and candlelight he used to create a beautiful scene for them to spend the evening in. “Everything is going to be fine. This is what I want to concentrate on right now, not the plan, and certainly not Bill. You went to all this trouble to make this night perfect for us and that’s all I want to think about… celebrating our love.”

“But…” he tried to argue, not wanting to give in so easily yet being quickly distracted by the act of seduction taking place before him as she dropped her robe.

“Please Danny,” she said, taking a step toward him in her slip, “I need you to love me… I need to be with you and feel how much we love each other…” she said as her slip went to the floor alongside her robe and she stood before him in only her underwear.


She reached out and placed her fingers to his lips to quiet his protests. “I need you…”

“God you’re breathtaking,” he said, his voice thick with lust as he looked at her beautiful body in anticipation. “I love you.”

“Show me,” she said, reaching for his hands as she began to back up toward the bed.

Before she could make it all the way, he pulled her up tight against him, allowing his arousal to press against her inner thigh as he kissed her neck. She reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling down his zipper and then gently guiding his pants down his legs. He reached down and pulled his shirt over his head, leaving his body covered only by his straining silk boxer shorts.

She reached out and traced her fingers down his muscular stomach, “I love your body…” she whispered, running her finger along the length of him through his shorts and causing him to suck in a deep breath, “and I love these hands,” she said, pulling his right hand up to her mouth and then teasing him by sucking on each of his fingers individually. “I love the way you make me feel…”

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he groaned, running his finger inside the waistband of her string bikini underwear.

“I think I do Mr. Santos…” she smiled, playfully reaching down to hold his length in her hand.

Before she could finish her sentence he met her mouth with a searing kiss, her mind losing all train of thought as the passion overtook her mind. “Danny,” was all she could manage to force out of her mouth through her staggered breathing. “Please.”

He lifted her up and carried her to the bed where they quickly divested each other of their remaining clothing. “I love you,” he mouthed as he slowly entered her and began to increase his rhythm, their bodies already so in tune with one another that they moved as one, “more than anything…”

“Love you,” she echoed, coming up off the bed as the force of her orgasm ripped through her tired body.

They made love for hours, showing their love for each other the best way they knew how before finally succumbing to exhaustion and falling asleep. As they lay together, still connected, heart, body, and soul, she knew that no matter what time she had to leave in the morning, or what happened the next day, that place in his arms would always be right where she belonged.

Something About You – Part 44 by ShellyLynn

August 28, 2015

Republisher’s Note: Will Maureen, Ross, and Danny’s plan work or will Michelle be condemned to a loveless marriage. Evil Bill gets even worse tonight.

Something About You – Part 44 by ShellyLynn

Danny paced nervously across the floor of the lighthouse, each time, stopping to make sure that everything was in its proper place. He hadn’t seen Michelle for three days, but he had left her a note to meet him there that evening. He looked at his watch again; she was late.

Maybe she didn’t get the note, maybe she got caught in traffic, maybe she stopped to pick up something special for this evening, maybe she couldn’t decide what to wear…

His mind raced trying to come up with any other possibility that the one that kept sneaking it’s way into his subconscious. Maybe Bill found out and she’s in trouble, maybe he found the note before she saw it, maybe she needs your help. Maybe he’s trying to make her prove her loyalty and devotion to him…

“NO,” he said out loud, looking out the window for what seemed like the millionth time, “She’s fine. I’m sure of it. You’re just letting your fears get the best of you. She can take care of herself… Come on Michelle, let me know what’s going on,” he whispered into the air as he sent a silent prayer heavenward for her safety. “Let her be safe and bring her back to me…”

* * * * * * * *

Michelle sat at the table in the Lewis dining hall as Bill’s father toasted their marriage for the third time that night. She looked across the room at the oak grandfather clock, watching as the seconds ticked by on the evening and her chance to see Danny.

“You don’t look so well,” Vanessa said, reaching across the table to take Michelle’s hand. “You need to get some rest sweetie. We don’t want you tired for the big day Saturday.”

“I’ve just been feeling a little tired lately, with all the wedding plans I haven’t gotten much sleep…” she said, silently thanking her mother-in-law to be for giving her an out to leave the engagement celebration. “… And I’m afraid I might be coming down with something.”

“Why don’t you stay here tonight,” she suggested, standing up and excusing herself from the table while gesturing for Michelle to do the same.

“I don’t want to intrude,” Michelle stammered, immediately realizing the difficulties of sneaking away from the Lewis mansion unnoticed, “Besides, I need some of my things from home.”

“We have everything you need right here,” Vanessa said, reaching around Michelle and placing her arms around her shoulders, “I’ll take you to the guest room and get you something to wear.”

“Vanessa, really, I would rather…”

She cut her off in the middle of her sentence. “Nonsense. Please call me mom. We are going to be family soon. You are staying here and that’s the end of it.”

Michelle knew there was no use trying to persuade the woman who so badly wanted to call her a daughter to change her mind so she gave in and followed her down the hallway. As they walked, she attempted to send a mental image to Danny so he would know she was all right, physically anyway. She positively ached being away from him for this long, and she had been so hoping to use this night to get her through the rehearsal and dinner the next night. All eyes would be on her, making it even more difficult not to show how much she despised her would be husband.

“There are clean towels in the bathroom,” Vanessa’s voice broke into her thoughts as she led Michelle into the room. “I’ll bring you a nightgown, toothbrush, and some toothpaste. Is there anything else you’ll be needing dear?”

“No thank you,” Michelle smiled politely, wishing that somehow, she could get out of this without hurting the woman that despite her son’s actions, she would always think of as Aunt ‘Nessa.

“I know how sick your mom is and how much you miss her, I do too, but please believe that she would be so proud of the woman you have become…” she said, bringing tears into Michelle’s eyes. “And please know that if you need anything, I’m here for you.”

“I know,” Michelle whispered, hugging the older woman before watching her turn and walk out the door. Michelle continued to herself “but I can’t, not this time. This would hit too close to home and you’d probably never believe me.”

She rolled back the covers of the bed, deciding that if she wasn’t going to be able to see Danny, then she could at least get a good night’s sleep and dream about him.

She pulled her shirt over her head and let her hair down from the clip that had been holding in her updo and shook her hair loose, letting it fall against her back as she ran her fingers through it. Then she stepped out of her skirt, folded it, and placed it neatly on a nearby chair.

“Thanks,” she said as she heard the door open, turning around to thank Vanessa for bringing her things.

“No, thank you,” a crude voice smirked, laughing as she tried in vain to cover herself with more than the flimsy slip she was now wearing. “I was hoping for a preview of coming attractions. I’m so glad you agree that you’ve put me off for too long.”

“What?” she tried to laugh, her nerves standing on end. “You know how I feel about sex before marriage. Even if we were madly in love, which I might remind you we aren’t, I wouldn’t have slept with you…” she hoped her voice sounded more convincing than it felt as her knees knocked together.

“In two days, you aren’t going to be able to use that excuse anymore, Michelle,” he laughed, “You are going to be with me. You agreed to marry me and I will get the privileges that go along with being your husband. Including a little preview right now.”

Michelle took a step backward at seeing the look in his eyes. “Even you aren’t that stupid. One wrong move and this deal is off.”

He threw his head back in laughter at her statement, “You wouldn’t have the guts. You’re too worried about that little boy to ever challenge me.”

“If you want to take that chance,” she said, turning her back and grabbing the pen off the desk. It wasn’t much of a weapon but it was better than nothing.

“Listen here you little slut. Maybe you are really a little miss goodie two shoes, or maybe you are just putting me off, but I will have you anyway I want you in two days, do you hear me?” he asked, closing the distance between them and backing her up against the wall. “And these,” he said, reaching out and pinning one hand behind her as he fondled her breast “and this spot here,” he whispered as his hand traveled down her body to between her legs, “will be all mine.”

She managed to free her hand just as he attempted to reach up under her slip and stabbed him in the arm with the pen. “You little bitch,” he yelled as he reached for his arm which was beginning to soak his sleave with blood. He reached out and slapped her with his uninjured limb, sending her sprawling across the bed.

“What the hell is going on here?” Vanessa shrieked, crossing the room to try and take care of a sobbing Michelle.

“William, get out of here. You have had way too much to drink and you are out of control,” she yelled, protecting Michelle from his evil glare.

“I’m sorry ‘Chelle,” he said, feigning embarrassment and regret for his actions as he walked toward them. “I’ll leave in a minute mother, I just want to apologize.”

“I’ll wait outside,” Vanessa said, standing up and leaving the room.

As soon as she was out of site, Bill leaned in close and whispered his words carefully, “You may have my mother fooled with this innocent act, but I will have you on our wedding night and I promise, your first time will be all you’ve always thought it would be and more.” As he finished his threat he leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.

“You believe whatever you want to Bill, but you will never have me in any way that matters. Not my mind, my heart, or my body,” she said, standing up and making her way to the door.

“Vanessa, I think it would be best for everyone if I just went home for the evening. Bill needs to get some sleep and cool down, I need to take care of myself where I feel more comfortable. Thank you for your generosity,” she said, ‘but I’ll be going now.”

Vanessa nodded her understanding as Michelle took the robe she had brought for her and slipped it over her shoulders as she walked down the hallway toward the door to the garage.

Michelle got in her car and without hesitation headed for the lighthouse. She needed to feel Danny’s love and be reminded of why they were doing this in the first place before things went any further. They were nearing the end, but she needed to feel the security of his arms before she could go through with the spectacle the next day, knowing that if things went as planned, she would be back in his arms again before the rehearsal dinner was even over.

Something About You – Part 43 by ShellyLynn

August 24, 2015

Republisher’s Note: We get a Manny engagement. Aren’t those great?

Something About You – Part 43 by ShellyLynn

“You want me to marry you?” Michelle asked in disbelief, the tears flowing freely down her face.

“You find that so hard to believe?” he smiled, taking her hand in his as he knelt down on one knee. “Michelle Bauer, I love you and I would like nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”

He showed her the ring that he had retrieved from his shirt pocket as he waited for her response, the light beginning to filter through the window cascading off the diamond and making it sparkle. “I know that this isn’t the most romantic proposal in the world, and this ring isn’t exactly what you’ve always expected to wear, but…”

She looked down into his eyes and cut him off, “it’s perfect and I would love to marry you.”

“Is that a yes?” he teased, smiling as he watched her study the ring now on her fourth finger.

“Yes!” she smiled, throwing herself into his arms and knocking him over.

He laughed as she lay on top of him and then kissed her, “That’s the best answer I’ve ever heard.”

She sat up suddenly and he followed her, bewildered by the sudden change of mood, “There’s only one problem,” she laughed without humor, “What are we going to do about Bill?”

“I don’t want to worry about that right now,” he groaned sitting up alongside of her. “Tonight, if you’re up to it, we can go talk to your mother and see what type of plan she has in mind, but just for now, I want to act like any other people who just got engaged,” he loved the way that sounded coming out of his mouth, “and enjoy each other.”

“Our problems aren’t going to go away just because we pretend they don’t exist,” she contended, trying to make him realize the seriousness of their problems.

“I know that,” he pouted, “but we’re both exhausted and just for a few hours, I want to shut out the world and celebrate the fact that the woman I love more than life itself has agreed to become my wife. Can’t we just enjoy it for little while?”

“Okay,” she gave in, “after seeing that face, how could I possibly say no?”

He smiled and reached for her hands, “May I have this nap?”

She laughed at the silliness of his request but allowed him to help her up and lead her to the couch. “It would be my pleasure.”

They cuddled up on the sofa and fell asleep in each other’s arms, thoughts of their troubles chased away by the love found in their true love’s embrace.

* * * * * * * * *

Danny awoke several hours later to the sound of Michelle making lunch. “Good afternoon,” he smiled, climbing off the couch and approaching her.

She smiled and turned back to the stove, “Do you realize you had nothing in this place to eat?” she teased, opening a cupboard that only contained lunch bags and a box of fruit roll-ups.

“I’ve been a little busy lately to worry about grocery shopping,” he defended, placing his arms around her waist from behind and turning her around.

“I’m sorry,” she began to apologize again.

“No,” he stopped her, “no more sadness or apologies from now on. We are together now and that’s all that matters.”

She nodded her head in acceptance of his decree and stirred the rice she was cooking, “that smells delicious,” he whispered, trying to steal a piece of chicken breast sitting on a place next to the stove.

“unh uh,” she teased, pushing his hands away, “That’s for dinner. You can wait five more minutes.”

He stuck his lip out in a pout and then reached for another piece. ‘That’s not working this time, buddy,” she laughed smacking his hand lightly with her wooden spoon.

He backed away and saw three grocery bags on the counter. “You went shopping?” he asked her in surprise.

“Well, there was nothing to eat and two hours on that couch was enough for me. You were still sleeping, so I went out for a few minutes.”

“Why’d you go without me. I would have gone with you,” he told her as he began to put the groceries away.

“I can’t help it you slept so long,” she teased lightly, “it is almost three in the afternoon.”

He looked to the clock to verify it really was that late. “I’m sorry,” he responded sheepishly, “you could have woken me up. I had no idea it was this late.”

“It’s fine,” she told him, her tone suddenly serious “I had some things to think about anyway.”

“I thought we weren’t going to dwell on that today,” he whispered, once again placing his arms around her.

“I’m sorry, I can’t help but think about the fact that Bill expects me to marry him in less than a week and if I don’t, he is going to do everything in his power to take Mikey away from us,” she said, her words causing tears to well up in her tired eyes.

“It’s going to be okay,” he whispered, stroking her hair as she cried into his chest. “Mikey isn’t going anywhere. He belongs with us and that is exactly where he’s going to stay, I promise you.”

* * * * * * * * *

Hours Later

“Michelle’s right, the best way to ensure that Bill doesn’t know what’s going on is for Michelle to pretend that she is still going through with the wedding.”

“I don’t like it,” Danny said, pacing the small room. “It’s too dangerous. I don’t want her going anywhere near him.”

“Danny, I know that you just want to protect me, but I need to do this. We need to buy ourselves a little more time before we confront him so that Ross can gather up enough information to nail him. It’ll only be a couple of days…” Michelle reasoned.

“I don’t care. I don’t trust him and I wouldn’t put it past him to hurt you. If he even suspects what we’re doing than I don’t even want to think about what he might do,” Danny said, turning to look her in the eye. “I know that you love Mikey and that you want to do everything you can to save him, but this isn’t the way.”

“I don’t like it either,” Ross said, coming around the bed to stand in front of his daughter, “but I’m afraid it’s the only way. If he knows that we are on to him, we’ll never get the evidence we need.”

“I don’t give a damn about the evidence, I’m worried about Michelle. Can’t you see how risky this is? We have no idea what she’ll have to do to make sure he believes her,” Danny pleaded, his eyes turning to Michelle’s mother for support as images of Bill’s slimy hands came to the forefront of his mind. “I can’t stand the idea of him touching you.”

“Please Danny, I can take care of myself. You know that I don’t like this either, but I have to do this,” she whispered, taking his hand and imploring him to understand. “I will never be able to live with myself unless I know that I did everything in my power to help Mikey. Besides, I can handle Bill Lewis.”

Realizing that he wasn’t going to win the argument, he turned dark his eyes and looked into hers, “Okay,” he sighed in defeat, “but only under one condition.”

Looking into his eyes she somehow knew exactly what that condition was. “Let’s go.”


Something About You – Part 42 by ShellyLynn

August 22, 2015

Republisher’s Note: Michelle is reacting badly to discovering her whole life was a lie.

Something About You – Part 42 by ShellyLynn

Danny sat on his sofa with his head in his hands, debating on what he should do next. He knew he should probably go after Michelle, but something told him to give her time to cool down and come to terms with things herself. He hadn’t meant to hurt her and he was sure that deep down she knew that. She would come around and realize that he only wants what is best for her.

Mikey on the other hand was going to be a different story. He thought of Michelle as a mother and Danny knew that as long as he blamed him for her leaving, he would be difficult to handle. He had stood next to his bedroom door for what seemed like an eternity, his heart breaking at the sound of his nephew’s sobs until he couldn’t take it anymore and he retreated to this place in the living room.

He wasn’t sure what to do. He knew that if he lost Michelle, it wouldn’t matter that Mikey didn’t forgive him, he would never be able to go on living. In the time they had been together, she had become his life. How do you go on living without your heart? He decided that he needed to go find her. Wherever she was, she was hurting and whether she realized it or not, she needed him to help her through it.

He picked up the phone and dialed the number of his neighbor down the hall. He apologized for calling so late and asked her to come watch Mikey for a while. When she arrived, he went to his nephew’s room to make sure he was okay. He had been extremely upset after Michelle’s departure but he hadn’t heard anything for at least an hour so he was sure he had cried himself to sleep.

As he opened the door and looked in, he was surprised to find that the bed was empty. He turned around and checked the bathroom, but was disappointed again when the open door revealed nothing but darkness. He searched the rest of the apartment quickly as his mind began to race with possible scenarios when he hit upon the most likely and also the most unnerving possibility. “I should have known you’d try to find her,” he whispered to himself, racing back out to the living room to tell the sitter the news.

“I have to go find him,” he told her, his nerves frazzled. “He’s way too young to be out at this time of night by himself.”

She agreed to stay and wait incase he returned and Danny quickly left, trying to come up with possible places that his nephew would look for Michelle. He stopped at the park, hoping that he would have come to the closest and easiest place first. He wasn’t sure how long he had been gone, but he figured that the legs of a young boy could only travels so fast. He simply hoped that he was able to find the boy before something happened to him.

He searched the park, his eyes peering through the darkness in search of anything that resembled the missing child. He wondered how could he have let this happen. He should have known that Mikey wouldn’t have given up so easily.

When he had no luck, he stopped at a pay phone and called Michelle’s cell, praying that she had it on. He was scared and he knew that no matter how angry Michelle was with him, she loved that little boy as her own and would want to help find him.

“Damn it,” he shouted, slamming his fist into the side of the stand when she didn’t answer. “This is all my fault.”

As he made his way back to his car, he passed a police officer patrolling the park. After giving him a description of Mikey and receiving the officer’s assurance that he would remain on the lookout for the boy, he climbed back into his car and began to drive the streets in search of the last remaining link he had to his beloved sister.

After two hours, he returned to his apartment and called to file a police report. He was told that until the boy had been missing for 24 hours there wasn’t much they could do but the dispatcher seemed to sympathize with him and she said she would send out a description to all the patrol cars in the area. He couldn’t believe this was happening. How had he let his life get so out of hand?

He left again, determined to find his young nephew no matter how long it took.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“Oh my God, Bill,” a voice said, walking back into the bedroom. “I just heard something that you should know. Your son is missing”

“My… Really?” Bill responded, a smile breaking onto his face.

“Really? That’s all you can say? If you were half the human being I always thought you were then you would be worried sick. Not sitting here smiling like you just won some game. What is the matter with you?”

“This could really help me out. When Michelle realizes how much stronger this makes my case, she won’t have any choice but to go through with this marriage.”

“You know, Bill, ever since we were kids I wanted to be with you, but now that I am, I’m beginning to finally see what kind of man you really are. How could you possibly care about your case when your own child is out there alone somewhere at this time of night.”

“I must be even better than I thought. I knew Michelle would believe me because her love for that kid clouds her judgment, but you. I thought you were smarter than that. That little bastard isn’t mine, I never even met his poor slut of a mother,” he laughed, standing up and putting on his robe. “I need to call Mr. Bauer and tell him how much stronger our case just got.”

He started to walk past her but she grabbed his arm and spun him back around. “How on earth did you find out all those details if you weren’t really his father? How did you intend on winning the case if you aren’t related? There will be blood tests and…”

He laughed at her naiveté; “I’m surprised at you. Don’t you realize that when you have 5 of the state’s best private investigators on your payroll you can find out just about anything? Besides, I’m sure if it came down to it, there are plenty of lab technicians that would gladly change paternity results for a price…”

“You disgust me,” she said, slapping him across the face.

“Listen here young lady,” he told her, using both hands to grab her wrists and hold her in place. “You may be good in bed, but you are far from expendable. If you want to continue to enjoy life, you will keep your pretty little mouth shut and do as I tell you.”

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Danny returned to his apartment after hours of searching. The police were out looking for Mikey and they informed him that the best thing he could do was to return home and wait. He had refused for hours, staying out and aiding the police in their search for as long as he could stay awake. He was exhausted and when he fell asleep behind the wheel of his car, he reluctantly decided to make his way back home.

The tears that he had been holding in all night finally started to fall as he sat in silence, jumping at every sound in the hopes that it would bring news of Mikey’s whereabouts. Just as he started to drift off, he heard a noise at the door and rushed to answer it.

“Michelle,” he breathed, pulling her into his arms. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you all night. It’s…”

Before he even finished his sentence he noticed the young boy standing behind Michelle. “Mikey,” he breathed, tears beginning to flow down his face in relief as he knelt down and pulled him into a hug, “I was so worried about you.”

“Where did you find him?”

She looked into his dark eyes, “It’s a long story,” she sighed, “Why don’t we get him into bed and then I’ll tell you everything.”

Danny picked up the sleepy child and carried him into his room, stopping on the way back to call the police and inform them that he had been found.

He sat down next to Michelle, unsure of where he stood with her, but just as anxious to find out how she was able to bring the boy home.

“After I left here, I drove around town for hours, not sure where to go or what to do. I must have turned around and come back by here dozens of times, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop. Finally, I decided to take a walk at Laurel Falls to clear my mind. I sat down by the river for a while and really thought about some of the things that have happened the last couple of days. I know that my mother loves me, but that doesn’t excuse what she did to me. She lied to me my entire life. It’s like I didn’t even know who I was anymore…
And then I thought about you…”

Danny’s heart caught in his chest as he awaited the rest of her sentence. What she was about to say could drastically change his life as he knew it. He took a deep breath as she licked her lips and prepared to continue.

“I thought about you and how much you love me. I know that you weren’t lying about that. I can feel it here,” she said, clutching her hand to her chest. “I know that no matter what happens, that will always be true, but I guess I had to reevaluate my feelings for you. If I didn’t know who I was, then how could I possibly be sure that I knew what to do with the rest of my life… and who to spend it with.”


“I know how I feel,” she turned to him and raised a hand to stroke his cheek. “I love you, Danny, I do, but I wasn’t sure what to do about my life. I don’t want to bring you into this mess of mine…”

“I want…”

“Please let me finish,” she interjected, getting his attention, “ I knew that my heart wanted to be with you, that the only time I feel alive is when I am in your arms. At the same time, I knew that by being in your life I have brought you so much pain and if you lost Mikey because of me, I would never be able to look you in the eye again. I knew that as much as I love you, I also love that little boy enough to let you go. I really wanted to do what would be best for all those involved so I began to pray. I prayed that God would help me through this, and I prayed that he would give me a sign that would tell me which path to take.”

“And…” Danny said his heart breaking a little more at every word she spoke. He couldn’t lose her, not now.

“And when I began to walk across the field, I spotted someone sitting under a tree. At first, I thought it must have been a homeless person who fell asleep, but as I got closer, I could tell that it was a child. I approached the young boy and was startled to find it was Mikey. I woke him from his slumber and as soon as his eyes adjusted enough to see me, he wrapped his arms around me, practically knocking me on the ground…”

I knew I could find you ‘Ichelle. I’m sorry. I promise Unca Danny won’t make you cry anymore if you come back. He sorry too. I love you… Please don’t leave like mommy…”

“My heart broke as I watched the tears flow down his face and I knew right then that there really wasn’t a decision to make at all. I belong here, with you and nothing will ever change that. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and losing you wouldn’t only break my heart, it would rip it out of my chest,” she told him, tears flowing down her face as she told him her decision. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you and if we have to fight until we are blue in the face to be a family, then I’ll do it to the day I die because there is nothing in this world I could ever want more.”

“Well then,” Danny said, coughing to regain his voice as he stood up, “I guess there is only one thing left to say…”

Her breath caught in her throat as he turned his back on her and moved across the room. The more distance he put between them, the more worried she became. When he finally turned around, the tears in his eyes forced a quiet sob to come out of her mouth. “Michelle,” he said as he walked back toward her.

“You don’t have to say anything…. I know I’ve hurt you and I’m so sorry, I never should have presumed that you would want that…”

“Shhhhh,” he put a finger over her mouth and then gently wiped away her tears with his thumbs. “Why do you always jump to conclusions? What I was about to say was, Will You Marry me?”

Something About You – Part 41 by ShellyLynn

August 20, 2015

Danny opened the door to his apartment and was suddenly overcome with the thought of how wonderful it felt to once again be bringing Michelle home with him. He had spent far too long without her and he was anxious to get everything resolved so that hopefully, he could make her his bride and turn this into an everyday occurrence.

He walked her over to the couch and laid a blanket down across the rough material for her to sit on. After she took her spot, he grabbed a fringed pillow from the chair and set it on one end for her head. “Is Mikey here?” she asked, looking around the small apartment for the adorable young boy that she had come to love as if he were her own. “I’ve missed him.”

“He’s missed you too. This whole situation has been a little hard for him to understand… I haven’t told him much, just that I would do my best to make sure you were okay,” he said, tears welling up in his eyes as he recalled the image he had seen the last few nights before he went to bed. “Every night he climbs down off his bed and prays that you are going to come back to us and love us again. I tried to explain to him that you still loved us, at least I hoped you did, and that you would come back whenever you could.”

“I’m so sorry. This whole thing has been so terrible for you. I should have told you what was going on and trusted you to help me. I can’t imagine how the two of you have felt through all this,” she said, reaching out to grab his hand and clinging to it as her lifeline. “Where is he?”

“He’s on a trip to the zoo with a couple of his friends and their parents. He should be back in a couple of hours,” Danny said, nervously twirling the fringed edge of the blanket around with his fingers as he sat on the coffee table in front of her.

“I hate that I’ve put both of you through all of this…”

“It’s not your fault,” he retorted, trying to keep the hurt out of his voice. He knew why she had done what she had and he understood her desire to protect them because he knew that he would do anything to protect her and his nephew, but understanding and dealing with the pain she caused him were two different things. What he knew for sure was that he loved her too much to lose her again.

“Maybe not, but you have been hurt because of mine and my mother’s mistakes…” she said, not able to keep the hurt out of her voice. “Please tell me what you’re feeling.”

“The whole time you were gone, it felt like a piece of me was missing,” he said after a few seconds of silence, trying to voice his feelings. “Every time the phone rang… every time I heard a knock on the front door or even a noise in the night, I was sure it was you. Mikey started having terrible nightmares again so I had to sleep in his room, but that was easier anyway since I couldn’t shut my eyes in my bed without feeling you beside me. No matter what my heart was telling me, my head kept yelling that you wouldn’t have left like that if you really loved me.”

“I do love you,” she sighed, wiping a few escaped tears from this eyes. “You believe that, don’t you?”

“Of course I do,” he reassured her with a kiss on the hand and a gentle smile. “But I couldn’t come up with any other reason for what you did. Do you have any idea what it was like to think you were with Bill?”

“I’m sorry,” she repeated, causing him to slump his shoulders in defeat.

“I’m not trying to blame you. I know why you did it. I’m just trying to explain where I’m coming from. We have to really talk about this if we are ever going to move on.”

“Everything is going to be okay now,” she said, not sounding as if she believed her own words. “We’re together now, I know my family secrets and I’m dealing with them. There’s no where to go from here but up, right?”

He knew that she was just trying to put off dealing with the events of the afternoon, but his mind drifted back to the predicament in which he found himself. The entire trip back he had been struggling with the decision of what he should tell her and how. He was aware that he couldn’t allow her to walk into her mother’s room again without any warning of the things she would be hearing, but he couldn’t help but feel it wasn’t his place to tell her something her mother had managed to keep from her for so long.

“Danny?” Michelle asked, snapping him out of his trance as she patted the spot on the couch next to her, enticing him to join her.

“How about I make you some tea?” he asked, suddenly standing up and taking off for the kitchen. “It’ll make you feel better,” he told her over his shoulder as he departed without giving her the chance to object.

When he arrived in the kitchen he chastised himself for his juvenile behavior moments before. “What the hell was that?” he asked himself aloud. They had been having a much needed conversation and he knew that she simply needed him to comfort her, to be there for her and support her. Hadn’t he wanted her to confront her problems just moments ago? He simply couldn’t help but feel guilty that he was holding something back from her that would have such a huge impact on her life.

He closed his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. He knew what he had to do, he had to tell her the truth and help her to deal with it in anyway he could.

“Look, Michelle,” he began as he headed back toward the living room, “I wasn’t really going to make tea…” his voice trailed off as he noticed her asleep on the sofa. “But it can wait. You are going to need your rest before you deal with what I have to tell you.”

He walked over to her still body and covered her with the blanket he retrieved from the back of the chair. “Somehow,” he smiled slightly, “I have a feeling that is going to be the only peaceful look I see on your face for a while.”

He sat back down on the coffee table, brushing a curl out of her face as he watched her sleep. She looked angelic in her sweet repose and it seemed to him that with every second that passed, he fell even more in love with her. He thought about the pain that his news would cause her and began to rethink his decision. He wondered if it would it hurt to wait just a little while longer and give her some more time to come to terms with what she’d already been told. Wouldn’t it be better to let her deal with the rest of it first before putting any more stress on her? She already looked so pale and fragile. He wondered if she had been eating. He knew from her recent history that when she got stressed, food was usually the first thing she began to cut back on.

He shook his head and rid himself of his cowardly thoughts. No matter how much he disliked the idea of telling her the news, he was well aware that she would take it better from him than from her mother after the earlier events of the day. He also knew that the longer the information was kept from her, the more anger and hurt she would feel. He felt a wave of protectiveness come over him and he knew that he would do whatever he had to do in order to minimize the pain she felt, even if it caused her to be angry with him in the process.

He ran his hand through his curls and decided to make her some tea after all. He knew she should eat as well, so he made his way to the kitchen and decided to make a late dinner. Even if he were about to do more damage to her already frail psyche, he would at least help take care of her body.

He searched the cupboard, realizing that she hadn’t been the only one neglecting food lately. He couldn’t remember the last time he went grocery shopping and he had fed Mikey the last remaining food in the apartment. He walked in and checked to make sure she was still sleeping and then made his way next door to see if he could borrow something from the neighbor to feed his sleeping beauty.

Five minutes later, he returned with a can of chicken noodle soup in hand, prepared to at least provide her some nourishment for her seemingly ailing body.

“And then a huge bear came up close to us and growled wealy loud, but I wasn’t scared,” he heard as he walked into the room.

“You’re a really brave young man,” he heard Michelle respond sweetly, bringing a smile to his face.

“Mikey,” he scolded, smiling in spite of himself. “You shouldn’t have woken Michelle up, she needs her rest.”

“It’s okay,” she smiled, reaching for the boy’s hand. “I’m glad he did, I’ve missed him.”

“Are you going to stay this time?” the young boy asked innocently.

“I’m not going anywhere as long as you want me here,” she smiled, ruffling his curls. He looked so much like his uncle and she found herself imagining a child of their own with those same curls.

“Stay forever!” he shrieked, jumping onto the couch next to her and leaning his head against her shoulder.

“You got it cutie,” she smiled, a stray tear escaping her eye. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Aunt Michelle,” he responded, giving her a huge bear hug. “You are going to marry unca Danny aren’t you?” he asked, looking up at her with his dark brown eyes.

She looked up at Danny for help but his face remained stoic. She wasn’t sure if he wanted to see what she said or if he didn’t have an idea of what to say either. Finally he came to her rescue, “Mikey, Michelle’s really tired right now. Why don’t you go take your bath and then you can see Michelle for a few more minutes before bed.”

The young boy looked up at the man who had been a father to him through the first years of this life and knew by the seriousness of his tone that this was not the time to disobey. “Okay,” he relented, climbing off the couch, “I’ll hurry back.”

Danny sat down next to her on the couch as the boy disappeared into his room. “He really loves you, you know?”

“Yeah,” she smiled slightly, “I love him too.”

A silence ensued at the end of her statement, neither one of them sure of exactly what to say next.

“About earlier…” she finally spoke up, “I’m sorry I accused you from holding things back. I know that you wouldn’t do that to me. I was just so angry and I took it out on you. I’m so sorry. After all of this, do you think you can forgive me?”

“Michelle,” he said, “You had just learned that your whole life had been a lie…” he winced as a look of pain crossed her face. “I wouldn’t blame you for anything you did. However, I can’t let you feel bad about your accusation…” he took a deep breath as he reached for her hand. “What you said earlier wasn’t all a lie.”

She looked at him quizzically, pondering the change in his demeanor. “I don’t understand,” she whispered, half to herself.

“I didn’t… don’t,” he stuttered, correcting himself, “want to hurt you. You have already been through so much these last couple of weeks and if it were up to me, you’d never feel another ounce of pain for the rest of your life.”

“But…” she interjected, “you’ve decided that since that’s not possible, you’ll just go ahead and do it.”

“It’s not like that. Michelle, I know something about your mother… something that you don’t even know yet. She swore me to secrecy and until a couple hours ago, it was best off that way. She’s your mother and despite her faults, she loves you and I know that she wanted to be the one that told you this…” he said, standing up and trying to rid himself of his nervousness by pacing the floor.

Michelle moved toward the edge of the couch, holding the pillow that had been behind her head moments earlier across her chest.

Danny stopped and looked at her, the devastation on her face already telling him to stop now, but he knew he couldn’t. Not only did she deserve to know, but he also knew that she would never forgive him if he didn’t tell her now. He decided that the best thing he could do was tell the truth.

“Your mother is very sick,” he began, sitting back down next to her and taking her hand as she nodded in agreement, “but she doesn’t have Alzheimer’s.”

“Of course she does… now what is it really?” Michelle almost laughed at his suggestion.

“That’s really it. She doesn’t have Alzheimer’s, she has cancer,” he repeated. She didn’t move a muscle, just closed her eyes for a few seconds and then opened them again. He was prepared for her to yell or argue, even cry, but this silence unnerved him.

Finally, she spoke without looking at him. “How long have you known?”

“A few days… I wanted to tell you…” he repeated, hoping she would understand the position he had been in.

“All day we have been talking about honesty and trust. I have been tearing myself apart trying to find a way to make up for what I did to you and all the time you knew and didn’t tell me. How could you?” she cried, her still red eyes filling with tears yet again.

He bent his head, fully understanding her pain. “How could she?” she added, standing up and moving across the room. “I have to go.”

“Michelle, come on honey,” he pleaded, moving across the room to stop her. “You aren’t in any position to be going out,” he said, placing his hand on her arm.

“Let go of me,” she said, looking up at him and staring into his dark eyes. Normally, she would be mesmerized by there depths but at that moment, they only reminded her how much she didn’t know about the man she’d fallen in love with “I can’t be here right now. I have to do some serious thinking and I can’t do that with you so close. I need to be by myself to sort things out.”

“Don’t do this, Michelle,” he tried, “let me help you through this…”

“Right now, Danny,” she said, trying to wipe away her tears, “you are half of the problem.”

She pulled her arm away from his and walked out of the apartment, leaving him behind. He wanted to follow her, he needed to be with her, but she needed time to cool off and he had to stay with Mikey. She’d be back… he hoped.

He walked back to the kitchen, picking up the can of soup and sitting it back on the counter as he wiped a stray tear from his own eyes. He hadn’t even realized he was crying.

“Where’s Michelle?” he heard, causing him to turn and look into the eyes of his nephew. “I heard her crying. Is she okay?”

“She’s going to be fine…” Danny answered him, hoping with all his heart his words were true.

“No…” the boy cried suddenly. “You made her cry and that’s why she left. She doesn’t love us anymore and it’s all your fault. I hate you!”

The boy turned around and ran back to his room, shutting it behind him so as to muffle the sounds of his sobs. His uncle moved to the door and listened. “It’s okay, Mikey. Right now, I hate myself too, but Michelle’s going to come back. She has to, otherwise, I’ll never be able to live with myself.”

Something About You – Part 40 by ShellyLynn

August 17, 2015

Republisher’s Note: Michelle gets another bad shock.

Something About You – Part 40 by ShellyLynn

Danny followed after her, watching her back as she ran down the hallway at breakneck speed. He mentally chastised himself for allowing her to be hurt so badly. In his defense, his mind reminded him, he had no idea that her mother was going to drop something like that on her. Everything she grew up with… believed in… loved was a lie. Her mother was the one person she had been able to count on and now that relationship was in shambles as well. He had to catch up with her, take care of her, convince her that no matter what happened, she would always have him to trust and depend on.

She disappeared through the door at the end of the hall and he followed after her, flinging the door open and flying through it, only to stop in his tracks as he found her crumbled in a heap on the floor at the top of the staircase. Her body was racked with sobs that seemed entirely too hard and too powerful to be coming from such a small, gentle woman and he thought his heart was being torn out of his chest from the pain seeing her in such a condition brought him.


It was only one simple word… one thought… but there was so much feeling behind it that it took every once of energy he had left to get it out. She turned and her red, tired eyes locked with his dark, loving, concerned ones. “Why?”

He shook his head in despair. He had no real answers for her, nothing that would make her anguish go away. Why do things ever happen the way they do? Why does fate conspire to give you the rarest and strongest of loves only to put seemingly insurmountable obstacles in your path? Why does love always seem to hurt so much?

“I don’t know.”

She nodded, turning away to look down the steps that descended to the floors below. Her mind working furiously to convince her that this was all a dream, that if she walked back through that door, it would be her father, Ed, her mind corrected, sitting next to her sick mother. She couldn’t help but wonder what else in her life had been a lie. She looked up at him, the man that made her feel such indescribable joy but also had been the source of some of her most devastating pain. Was he real? Did he really love her or was that just another in the string of lies that had comprised her life thus far?

“Why are you here?” she asked, her eyes closing as she spoke. It was as if her mind were under the impression that if she didn’t see him deny their love, it wouldn’t happen. The protection mechanisms that had been long buried in her head were beginning to resurface.

He wanted to be simple, straightforward with her. He wanted to simply tell her that he loved her and that he didn’t want to spend another minute of his life without her, but something told him to hold back. He still remembered the pain he felt when he lost his parents as a child and in a way, that’s exactly what just happened to her. If she was feeling half of what he did, then he knew she wasn’t ready to hear it. She needed him to show her the truth of their love rather than tell her about it. After what she just experienced, he was sure that words wouldn’t mean much to her. Instead he took a step forward, hoping that she would let him comfort her and help her through what must be the most devastating news of her life.

“Did you know about this?” she asked, her brown eyes opening to meet his. “Is this what you knew and wouldn’t tell me?”

He shook his head violently for a second before barely managing the word “no.” It actually hadn’t even registered to him yet that for all the startling, life shattering news she had already received, there was still more to come. Things were only going to get worse before they had a chance to get better.

Much to his relief she seemed to believe him, “Would you?” she paused in mid-sentence to lick her dry lips and wipe her wet eyes. “Would you ever do something so cruel to Mikey, or your own child? Would you let them live their whole life as a big joke, silently laughing every time they believed one of your lies?”

“I don’t think that’s what your mother was doing…” he tried, not wanting the once strong, loving relationship that existed between mother and daughter to be torn beyond repair.

“Who’s side are you on?” she asked, making her way to her feet and staring him down. Her fear and hurt had turned to anger and for once, that made him sigh in relief. It was much easier to deal with her rage than see her in so much pain.

“I’m on your side,” he stated firmly as he continued to step closer to her. “But I know that your mother loves you a great deal and that she only did what she did because she honestly thought it was best for all of you.”

“How was it best? Huh? I never even knew who my real father was! I grew up my whole life thinking I wasn’t good enough for my dad, that I did something wrong. Now I find out that it wasn’t something I did, it was that I wasn’t even his daughter to begin with,” she cried, clutching her hand to her chest in a sign of desperation. “Do you know how that feels? Do you have any idea what it’s like to think you aren’t even good enough for your own father, or wife in his case, to love you? I can’t blame him for acting the way he did.”

“No,” he said, shaking his head as he reached out and lifted her now dropped gaze. “Don’t make excuses for him. Whether you were his biologically or not, you were his daughter and he never should have made you feel the way he did. He should have felt lucky that he had such a wonderful young woman in his life and cherished every moment of it.”

“But she betrayed him…”

“Because she felt like she had no other choice,” he reminded her. “Isn’t that exactly what you were going to do for me? You were going to marry Bill, a man you don’t love, for me.”

“But Bill blackmailed me and he knows I don’t love him…”

“And your grandfather forced your mother,” he interrupted. “Ed knew that it was arranged as much as she did. He knew she wasn’t in love with him and to be honest, I don’t think he even cared. He wanted the power and money that the marriage would give him and he could live with the consequences of having a loveless marriage. There are many victims in the story, but your father isn’t one of them.”

She looked into his eyes and knew he was telling the truth. “How am I ever supposed to look at her the same again?” she asked as she stepped into his embrace. “I thought I could trust her.”

Danny paused for a moment to enjoy the feel of having her in his arms, even if she was crying, while a silent war raged in his head. He knew it was her mother’s place to tell her the truth about her disease, but he felt the need to warn her, to find a way for her to find out without completely crushing her already trampled hope.

“She loves you,” he whispered, brushing away a curl that fell into her eyes.

“I know,” she nodded, sighing deeply. “ I think I’m okay now,” she said, pulling away and wiping the tears from her eyes. “I want to know everything, all the details before I can really deal with any of it.”

She started to turn and head for the door when he reached out and lightly grabbed her arm, “Michelle,” he said, realizing that no matter what he decided about telling her what he knew, she wasn’t in any condition to hear more devastating news. “Sweetie,” he paused, waiting for her to turn around. “I think you’ve had enough to deal with today. Let me take you home and take care of you. You’ll feel better after some rest and then we can come back tomorrow when you have a clear head.”

She thought about arguing, but decided he was probably right anyway. She really didn’t feel up to hearing anything else that would upset her. Besides, she assured herself, things wouldn’t look nearly as bad after some sleep and relaxation. Cuddling with Danny always made it seem as though all were right with the world. “Okay,” she agreed, giving him a half smile. “Let’s go.”

He lead her out of the building toward his car, deciding to leave hers there until later. Each step they took brought another question into his mind. Should he tell her? Was it his place to divulge personal information about her mother? Could he let her walk in there again unprepared? Hopefully, this time he bought for himself would provide the answer that would best serve all involved. At that moment, he was glad that she was going home with him and holding her in his arms would have to be enough until they found a way out of this.

Something About You – Part 39 by ShellyLynn

August 16, 2015

Republisher’s Note: Things always start getting better once Manny tell the truth to each other. That’s where we are tonight.

Something About You – Part 39 by ShellyLynn

“Come on Danny, you can’t be serious,” Michelle half laughed, half pleaded. “Mikey could wake up any minute.”

“Well then I guess you better get started. Why don’t we start with what you are doing at the hospital?” Danny said calmly, his voice steady and strong. He was determined to get her to tell him the truth and he wasn’t letting her out of his sight until he knew everything there was to know about her impending marriage to Bill Lewis. Even if he was wrong and what she had to say destroyed him forever, he had to know.

“It doesn’t matter,” she said, looking around her for another way out. She had always been claustrophobic and coupled with the difficult nature of the situation, she was sure it would be a monumental task to keep up her facade. She didn’t know if she could resist falling into his arms for much longer, it had taken all her strength to stay away from him for as long as she had. Seeing him in pain was sheer torture for her and she knew that whatever she said, it would only make things harder on him.

“Michelle,” he said, reaching out and placing his hand along the side of her face. “I love you. You know that, and I want to be with you, forever… The only way we can do that is if you tell me what’s going on and let me help you.”

She turned her head away, unable to look into his dark, pleading eyes. The love she saw shining in their depths made her want to do everything she could to make this better for him, to take his pain away. She wanted to do exactly what he said and tell him everything, she wanted more than anything to be his wife, but she was scared. Scared of what would happen to him and to Mikey if she didn’t go through with the charade as she had agreed. No, she had to be strong, for them. Someday, he would thank her for loving him enough to save him from this.

“I’m here to have blood tests done,” she said quickly, unable to watch as the realization that she was really going through with the marriage hit him. “We need them to get the marriage license.”

“You can’t go through with it, I know you can’t…” he said, his voice breaking off as he began to doubt himself. “You love me.”

“I’m marrying Bill in five days…” she said, tears welling in her eyes as she looked away from him. If she had thought hurting him at the lighthouse was hard, this was virtually impossible. Only the thought of Mikey being forced to live with Bill was enough to maintain her resolve. “Why can’t you just let me go in peace.”

“Because you aren’t in peace, I know it. Michelle, you love me…”

“I’m marrying Bill. Doesn’t that say something?” she cringed, unable to believe the words coming from her own mouth.

“Okay. If you can look me in the eyes and tell me that I don’t mean anything to you, that you love Bill and not me, I’ll never bother you again.”

She looked at him, her strength crumbling at the hope on his face and forcing her to retreat, as if somehow putting distance between them would make this easier. The tenderness he was showing her despite the pain she was inflicting on him made what she was doing all the more difficult. She would never be able to say something that felt so wrong, that would make her entire relationship and the one thing she had left to treasure, a lie. She loved him, and they both knew it.

“This has nothing to do with me not loving you…”

“Please,” he said, stepping toward her and gently bringing her back to face him. “I’m dying without you. Mikey cries himself to sleep at night and he barely eats. We need you. Just tell me what is keeping you away from us and I’ll find a way to fix it.”

“You can’t… no one can…” she cried, breaking down in tears. “There isn’t anything we can do. ”

“Tell me,” he asked one final time, stepping closer and wrapping his arms around her body.

She buried her head in his chest and cried huge, torrid tears of pain, of fear, and for everything she was losing. Being in his arms again, she knew that wherever they went from there, she had to tell him the truth. He had to know that no matter what she would always love him.

“I don’t want to marry Bill, but he’s going to take Mikey away from you if I don’t…” she blurted out, as if the simple words burned her mouth as they traveled through.

“He can’t do that baby,” Danny objected, unable to understand her reasoning. He was Mikey’s only blood relative and even Bill’s money couldn’t change that.

“Yes he can, he’s his father,” she explained.

Danny pulled away suddenly, his voice a bare whisper. “His father? Are you sure?”

“Not 100%,” she said, fruitlessly trying to wipe the tears away with the back of her hand, “but I couldn’t take that chance, not with Mikey’s life. He needs you and you need him. I couldn’t live with myself if I were the reason you lost each other.”

“What about you?” he asked, looking down into her tear filled chocolate eyes, “Who would you have? How would we live without each other?”

“I don’t know,” she confessed, “but I have to do this Danny, don’t you see? Mikey’s life is too important for me to risk.”

“We can stop this,” he argued, his anger growing. “We’ll just have to fight him in court. I have a good job now and Mikey is happy and healthy. I’ll have a solid family life with you. We could win.”

She groaned, her own frustration showing at his lack of understanding. “You wouldn’t have a good job if we fought this. My father is right with Bill on this one. If we fight this, we both lose everything and then it will be even easier for them to take him away. You are underestimating the power that my father wields in this town. If he wants something, he makes it happen. There isn’t anyone who can stop him.”

Danny’s shoulder’s slumped in defeat. Lose Mikey? He couldn’t bear the thought. NO matter how much he loved Michelle, she was right, it would be selfish of them to put their needs above those of the small boy that depended on him. Maybe they really didn’t have a choice. His mind began working furiously to come up with some other way to make this right, suddenly recalling what Mrs. Bauer had told him. It was worth a shot, somehow, he knew that if anyone could find a way out of this, it would b her. “Your mother.”

“What about her? Is she getting worse? What happened?” Michelle panicked, unable to get a grip on losing one more person in her life that meant the world to her. They had both already lost so much in their lives and she was beginning to wonder if somehow, they had both been destined to live alone.

“No, she’s actually doing well,” Danny said, trying to ease her obvious fears. “I mean, she said she would help us.”

“I don’t understand,” she said, her face bearing semblance to her confusion. “She’s not even mentally competent. That’s what Alzheimer’s does to you.”

Danny wanted to tell her what he knew, she deserved to know the truth, but this was something that her mother needed to tell her in person. He respected Mrs. Bauer enough to know that she had kept this secret for a reason and she alone had the right to tell her daughter. “She has her ways.”

“How? I don’t understand,” Michelle pleaded. She could see in his eyes that he knew something she didn’t.

“Do you trust me, Michelle?” he asked, and after she nodded, he continued, “then trust that very soon, you’ll know everything you need to.”


“I love you baby,” he said, placing a soft kiss on her forehead and relishing in the feeling of holding her close. “But this is something that you need to hear from her. Can you meet me there tonight?”

She nodded her head against his chest, knowing that he would say no more. She didn’t want to fight with him, not now. She wanted to enjoy being back where she belonged. “So where do we go from here?”

Danny looked over her head at the wall behind her, his heartbreaking as he uttered the next words. “I think you have to go back to Bill.”

“You can’t be serious,” she said, pulling away suddenly. “We finally reconnect and you want me to go back to him. Are you out of your mind?”

“Listen sweetie,” he said, understanding her hurt. “We have to do this right. If Bill has any idea that we are up to something, it’s going to make it that much harder to pull off. You are going to have to let him believe you are going to go through with it. You are going to have to stay strong,” he said, pulling her against him again. “Can you do that? For us?”

She nodded her head again as the tears fell. “I love you,” she whispered.

He leaned down and claimed her mouth with his, unable to hold back his emotions any more. “I love you too, baby,” he breathed when they finally parted, their breath still mingling from the closeness of their bodies, “and from now on, we aren’t going to let anyone get in the way of our happiness.”

“Let’s go see Mikey and tell him the good news.”


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