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Bauer BBQ 2017 Prequel

July 4, 2017

Author’s Note: I told you I got an early start on my Bauer BBQ fanfic this year and it’s just gorgeous if I do say so myself. I started out with a prequel which I’m republishing below. This includes several bits of information that will be valuable in understanding the Bauer BBQ fanfic. Can you pick them out?

I also want to refer you to my last Bauer BBQ fanfic from back in 2014 and my updated list of children in Springfield so you can understand who some of these kids are — since we’ve all missed a shocking number of episodes this year. [Bitter, BITTER sob!]

My general rule is that I try to keep within the end game rules set up by the finale (even if Rusty-Mindy and Abby-Rick are SO much better couples) and not to counterdict anything we last heard about them. I have not included the happily alive Marony that you can find at I Believe in the Mystery, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t around. See the translation notes at the end of the story.

A Certain Night in March 2017 by Robansuefarm

Michelle Bauer Santos quietly slipped into her and Danny’s bedroom. She reached to her right and using the dimmer switch turned on the light in the walk-in closet/dressing room to her left letting a soft, low light spill out its door and into the bedroom. It was enough to easily move, but not as stark if it turned on the overhead. They had carefully designed the room lighting that way. While their schedules were more in sync than they had been when Danny was working in his clubs, there will still times when one or the other needed to be up at odd times and they didn’t want to disrupt the other’s sleep.

Moving quietly not to wake her sleeping husband, she toed off her high heels and flexed her feet and rolled her shoulders with a soft sigh. She padded over to the closet taking off her suit jacket and hanging it up.

A deep breath came from darkened bedroom as her husband woke and sat up. As he raised up the sheet fell away revealing his bare chest. He rubbed his face in his hands and drew up his legs to rest his crossed arms and chin on them.

Michelle stepped back into the bedroom. She reached down and picked up the high heels to put them away. “I’m sorry I woke you up. I was trying to be quiet….since you didn’t see the need to wait up.”

“Hey missy, a father of three has to grab sleep when he can. Besides I’d rather save my being awake for when you are home. Did you lock the garage door and the house door again as you came in? I double checked everything before I came up.”

“Of course I did. Danny, how many years have we done this?”

“Not as many as I want and keeping you and the kids safe is how I’ll get a lot more years. I always have this fear that the time I don’t ask will be the time you forget too and someone gets in.”

“I understand.”

“How did the suicide prevention board meeting go?”

Michelle rolled her eyes. “Alright I guess. If Becca would ever learn to let go of….It was the right decision to fold the hotline we had with Harley’s Angels into the main suicide hotline, but it was nice when it was just Bill and me making decisions. Board meetings can be frustrating.”

Danny grinned. “I know how hard it can be taking a position when you’re used to being in charge…harder than it looks isn’t it?”

Michelle stuck her tongue out at him before ducking back into the changing room to put the shoes away. “I miss working on the phones too. It felt like I was doing more.”

“Michelle, keeping the lights on is even more important. You know you really don’t have the time or emotion to spare right now, but I’m sure you’ll get back to it once we’re empty nesters.”

Michelle stepped back in to the bedroom unbuttoning her skirt and shimming out of it, before picking it up to hang it up too. “I suppose. I hope I’m doing enough to honor Ben.”

Danny got out of bed and clad only in his boxers moved around the bed and wrapped his arms around her from behind. His body protectively spooned around her as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Dropping his lips to her ear. “Ben needed more help than you could have given him, Michelle. You are making sure to make time to stop other people from getting that far gone and pushing them to the help they need. I’m sure Ben is looking down at you and is just as proud of you as I am.” Danny’s hands moved up her torso to unbutton her blouse.

For a minute Michelle burrowed into his arms. “Thank you,” she said and then stepped out of the blouse letting it in his arms. She reached back in picking up the nightgown she’d put on top of the bureau inside the door and crossed the bedroom to their bathroom. “Put that in the dry cleaning bag, will you, please?”

Danny chuckled and went to stick the blouse in the bag. He moved over so he could see Michelle in the bathroom as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. He watched Michelle as she went through her nightly ritual getting ready for bed. She cleaned off her makeup, moisturized her face, brushed out her hair, brushed her teeth, etc. As she worked she glanced at Danny.

“So how was your evening con sus ninos?” *

“It was great like it always is with the world’s best dad. I took them out to Little Havana.”

“You got your Arroz y Pollo?” *

“You bet. Robbie got some too. He wants to be just like his old man.”

Michelle paused in her routine to smile at her husband. “He couldn’t do any better. I worry sometimes though. He is our son and I think we were both getting into more trouble than he does at 16.”

“Robbie is more serious and stable than we were. I know we did our best to protect him, but there was a lot of both stability and instability when he was growing up before we moved to California. I think he values stability more than we did. Besides he’s got Jude for a cousin and best friend. He values stability too, they aren’t going to be knocking things over.”

“So you don’t think he’s going to show our spirit and fire?”

“Oh, I’m sure he will, just as soon as he finds the right girl.”

“You don’t think that’s Sarah or Clarissa?”

“Too soon to tell. It could be either or maybe there’s a fireball female out there just waiting to come charging into his life.” Danny grinned at his wife. “I think it’s just a matter of time.”

Michelle rolled her eyes at him. “And how was Hope?”

“She had her usual – a pressed ham sandwich, black beans, and rice.”

“And…”

“The science club she started with Sarah and Emma met today. They are still working on their energy from algae project over in the Spaulding greenhouse.”

“Any positive results?”

“Not yet, but Sarah had a suggestion and Hope has sketched out a new plan to test it. She’s really excited about it.”

“I hope it works out. And what about Danielle?”

“I got a couple of bites down her of Arroz y Pollo before she absolutely refused to eat anymore and I had to break down and get her a grilled cheese sandwich…. Apparently she and Little Billy wrecked havoc on their play date. Apparently they decided to make their own tree-house and instead of getting a ladder they piled up a bunch of chairs and boxes and put an ironing board on top of that. She was halfway up it before Bill caught them.”

Michelle stopped dead. “She’s OK? Neither of them fell?”

“Nope, Bill got them down and we’ve BOTH had a word with them. We’ll help them build a tree-house clubhouse, but NO more improvised ladders.” Danny walked over and shut off the light in the dressing room and then headed back to the bed.

“I should hope not.”

Michelle emerged from the bathroom nightly regiment done wearing one of her favorite silky nightgowns. “Then you over ate on flan?”

“What else is flan for?”

“Giving you a reason to burn off calories.” Standing on tiptoe, Michelle wrapped her arms around her husband to pull him into a steamy kiss.

“Hello, my beautiful wife.”

“Hello, my perfect husband.”

They both laughed as they fell together on the bed.

*con sus ninos = with our children

*rice and chicken

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Children of Springfield 2017 Take 2

July 3, 2017

Back in 2014 before I could really dig into my Manny Bauer BBQ fanfic for the year I had to stop and figure out what children would be running around and how old they would be now. Sadly it’s been awhile now since we’ve seen any of them.  I decided to share because I thought this might be helpful for anyone wanting to write a “present day” Springfield story. I’m especially looking for any Bauer BBQ fanfic of any couple, any era and I’m making myself a challenge to at least get the start of one done by July 1st, so I’m challenging you as well. And don’t worry, this year I have the Manny part of the plot figured out so I just have to decide what other people are doing around them. I think it needs to be an annual post to keep us all on the same Guiding Light page. I already did an update for 2017.

However, I worked on this year’s Bauer BBQ fanfic I realized that there either was a dearth of children if I brought back former characters and they didn’t have children since none were mentioned on screen or I had to add some kids to this. I’ve redone the list of kids below. I’ve bolded the names of the children who were actually born on the show. Most of these added characters won’t have much role in this story or developed personalities, but I want them here to at least serve as placeholders and to make sure the population of Springfield doesn’t shrink that much.

In the previous post I shared some of my reasoning and notes to show my work and let it stand for possible addition and corrections. Read the last one for more details on how I came up with this list.

Below you’ll find a list in reverse chronological order with the changes from my 2015 list marked with an *. Please note these are often rough calculations and any of them could be subject to SORAS at any given time. Personally I like to watch kids grow up on screen, so I won’t be SORASing.

There could be any number of other children around, any number of other people that we had lost track of on screen or since 2009. These are children that are reasonable to assume are around. I’ll gladly take suggestions of others. I’ve previously stuck to the ones on screen and they are shown in bold, but I’ve also added  short explanations or reminders who they are.

So here is my list. I’m probably missing people. Let me know who else you think should be included. Whether these children would actually be around town or not is, of course, up to you and how you plot your story.

In reverse chronological order, the current children of Springfield:

Karla Boudreau, 1 – Christine and Remy daughter. They waited until they were settled and I picked the age from Christine’s actress’ The Bold and Beautiful‘s character’s daughter in hopes of getting some usable photos. I named her after Christine’s actress.

Elizabeth Lillian “Lily” Lewis, 3 – the daughter of Bizzie, at the 2014 Bauer BBQ we didn’t know Lizzie was pregnant so she was born after that.

Danielle “Dani” Meta Santos, 6 – the daughter of Manny, she was previously announced at the end of Springfield Bound and appeared in Bauer BBQ 2014.

H.B. Lewis IV, 7 – Son of Bizzie as announced on show

Francesca Cooper, 7 – Daughter of Frank Cooper and Natalia Aitoro as announced on the show

Hampton “Hamp” Frazier, 7 – Kat Speakes kid, see note under Paul James Frazier, Jr. below.

Henry Cooper Lewis, 8 – Bio child of Shayne Lewis and adopted son of Marina Cooper

Colin O’Neill, 9 – Child of Reva Shayne Lewis O’Neill and Jeffery O’Neill

Peyton Spaulding, 9 – daughter of Beth Raines Spaulding and Alan Spaulding

Emma Spencer Spaulding, 11 – bio daughter of Olivia Spencer and Philip Spaulding, adopted daughter of Natalia Aitoro

Sarah Randall, 11 – daughter of Jonathan Randall and Lizzie Spaulding Lewis.

Hope Maureen Santos, 12 – daughter of Michelle Bauer and Danny Santos

Leah Bauer, 15 – Daughter of Rick Bauer and Mel Boudereau Foley

“Robbie” Robert Frederico Santos, 16 – son of Michelle Bauer and Danny Santos

Jude Bauer, 16 – daughter of Rick Bauer and Harley Cooper

Clarissa Marler, 17* – daughter of Blake Thorpe and Ross Marler

Paul James Frazier, Jr. , 17 – After my recent discovery of the triad of Veterans from the 1960s, I wanted to involve them in the Bauer BBQ. There wasn’t anybody who really connected with them anymore, but there was a reference to Jim and Martha Frazier having two kids – no mention of which sex. I decided that they’d have named a son after his best friend and army buddy Paul Fletcher, so the son’s name would be Paul James Frazier. I thought somehow Kat Speaks might have married him and they’d name their son as a second.

Zach Spaulding, 18 – son of Phillip Spaulding and Harley Cooper

Molly Spaulding, 18 – Molly is the daughter of Alan-Michael and Lucy Spaulding. I based her on Rick Hearst’s General Hospital character’s daughter, so I can use photos of the two of them.

Rocky Bradshaw Cooper, 19* – son of Jezz

Maureen Reardon, 20 – daughter of Vanessa Chamberlain Lewis and Matt Reardon

Kevin Marler, 21* – son of Blake Thorpe and Ross Marler

Jason Marler, 21* – son of Blake Thorpe and Ross Marler

Placeholder who is big reveal, 23 – Stay tuned

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

A Certain Night in March 2017 by Robansuefarm

May 30, 2017

Author’s Note: I’ve done some more traditional fanfic, but I also like to do just some happy Manny stuff and try to make it like an episode. This year I’m going to try to get a Bauer BBQ fanfic done. This is a bit of a prequel. This is Manny only, but I’ve already got a list of characters who will be making appearances and the first “episode” worth of scenes blocked out. Check out my last Bauer BBQ fanfic from 2014. See translation notes at the end.

A Certain Night in March 2017 by Robansuefarm

Michelle Bauer Santos quietly slipped into her and Danny’s bedroom. She reached to her right and using the dimmer switch turned on the light in the walk-in closet/dressing room to her left letting a soft, low light spill out its door and into the bedroom. It was enough to easily move, but not as stark if it turned on the overhead. They had carefully designed the room lighting that way. While their schedules were more in sync than they had been when Danny was working in his clubs, there will still times when one or the other needed to be up at odd times and they didn’t want to disrupt the other’s sleep.

Moving quietly not to wake her sleeping husband, she toed off her high heels and flexed her feet and rolled her shoulders with a soft sigh. She padded over to the closet taking off her suit jacket and hanging it up.

A deep breath came from darkened bedroom as her husband woke and sat up. As he raised up the sheet fell away revealing his bare chest. He rubbed his face in his hands and drew up his legs to rest his crossed arms and chin on them.

Michelle stepped back into the bedroom. She reached down and picked up the high heels to put them away. “I’m sorry I woke you up. I was trying to be quiet….since you didn’t see the need to wait up.”

“Hey missy, a father of three has to grab sleep when he can. Besides I’d rather save my being awake for when you are home. Did you lock the garage door and the house door again as you came in? I double checked everything before I came up.”

“Of course I did. Danny, how many years have we done this?”

“Not as many as I want and keeping you and the kids safe is how I’ll get a lot more years. I always have this fear that the time I don’t ask will be the time you forget too and someone gets in.”

“I understand.”

“How did the suicide prevention board meeting go?”

Michelle rolled her eyes. “Alright I guess. If Becca would ever learn to let go of….It was the right decision to fold the hotline we had with Harley’s Angels into the main suicide hotline, but it was nice when it was just Bill and me making decisions. Board meetings can be frustrating.”

Danny grinned. “I know how hard it can be taking a position when you’re used to being in charge…harder than it looks isn’t it?”

Michelle stuck her tongue out at him before ducking back into the changing room to put the shoes away. “I miss working on the phones too. It felt like I was doing more.”

“Michelle, keeping the lights on is even more important. You know you really don’t have the time or emotion to spare right now, but I’m sure you’ll get back to it once we’re empty nesters.”

Michelle stepped back in to the bedroom unbuttoning her skirt and shimming out of it, before picking it up to hang it up too. “I suppose. I hope I’m doing enough to honor Ben.”

Danny got out of bed and clad only in his boxers moved around the bed and wrapped his arms around her from behind. His body protectively spooned around her as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Dropping his lips to her ear. “Ben needed more help than you could have given him, Michelle. You are making sure to make time to stop other people from getting that far gone and pushing them to the help they need. I’m sure Ben is looking down at you and is just as proud of you as I am.” Danny’s hands moved up her torso to unbutton her blouse.

For a minute Michelle burrowed into his arms. “Thank you,” she said and then stepped out of the blouse letting it in his arms. She reached back in picking up the nightgown she’d put on top of the bureau inside the door and crossed the bedroom to their bathroom. “Put that in the dry cleaning bag, will you, please?”

Danny chuckled and went to stick the blouse in the bag. He moved over so he could see Michelle in the bathroom as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. He watched Michelle as she went through her nightly ritual getting ready for bed. She cleaned off her makeup, moisturized her face, brushed out her hair, brushed her teeth, etc. As she worked she glanced at Danny.

“So how was your evening con sus ninos?” *

“It was great like it always is with the world’s best dad. I took them out to Little Havana.”

“You got your Arroz y Pollo?” *

“You bet. Robbie got some too. He wants to be just like his old man.”

Michelle paused in her routine to smile at her husband. “He couldn’t do any better. I worry sometimes though. He is our son and I think we were both getting into more trouble than he does at 16.”

“Robbie is more serious and stable than we were. I know we did our best to protect him, but there was a lot of both stability and instability when he was growing up before we moved to California. I think he values stability more than we did. Besides he’s got Jude for a cousin and best friend. He values stability too, they aren’t going to be knocking things over.”

“So you don’t think he’s going to show our spirit and fire.”

“Oh, I’m sure he will, just as soon as he finds the right girl.”

“You don’t think that’s Sarah or Clarissa?”

“It could be either or maybe there’s a fireball female out there just waiting to come charging into his life.” Danny grinned at his wife. “I think it’s just a matter of time.”

Michelle rolled her eyes at him. “And how was Hope?”

“She had her usual – a pressed ham sandwich, black beans, and rice.”

“And…”

“The science club she started with Sarah and Emma met today. They are still working on their energy from algae project over in the Spaulding greenhouse.”

“Any positive results?”

“Not yet, but Sarah had a suggestion and Hope has sketched out a new plan to test it. She’s really excited about it.”

“I hope it works out. And what about Danielle?”

“I got a couple of bites down her of Arroz y Pollo before she absolutely refused to eat anymore and I had to break down and get her a grilled cheese sandwich….Apparently she and Little Billy wrecked havoc on their play date. Apparently they decided to make their own tree-house and instead of getting a ladder they piled up a bunch of chairs and boxes and put an ironing board on top of that. She was halfway up it before Bill caught them.”

Michelle stopped dead. “She’s OK? Neither of them fell?”

“Nope, Bill got them down and we’ve BOTH had a word with them. We’ll help them build a tree-house clubhouse, but NO more improvised ladders.” Danny walked over and shut off the light in the dressing room and then headed back to the bed.

“I should hope not.”

Michelle emerged from the bathroom nightly regiment done wearing one of her favorite silky nightgowns. “Then you over ate on flan?”

“What else is flan for?”

“Giving you a reason to burn off calories.” Standing on tiptoe, Michelle wrapped her arms around her husband to pull him into a steamy kiss.

“Hello, my beautiful wife.”

“Hello, my perfect husband.”

They both laughed as they fell together on the bed.

*con sus ninos = with our children

*rice and chicken

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

 

An Angel Amidst the Devil By J. Hallmark

May 17, 2017

From Rustle of the Sheets

Republisher’s Note: I would give a warning about the sex in this, but the Author’s Note says it all.

Author’s Note:

Summary: There is no plot. There is only sex.

Rating: So NC-17 it’s not even funny. Well, it’s not supposed to be.

Note: This is MY fantasy of Michelle and Danny meeting without the sting of Mick, the Mafia or anything but the connection (and attraction) between them. This is a short vignette, don’t expect a sequel, just take it as it is.


An Angel Amidst the Devil By J. Hallmark

Sweat lingered upon her bare arms like mercury sliding slowly through a red-hot thermometer. The fall of her honey blond curls was a shroud of heavy silk caressing the skin of her shoulders, the flesh of her back exposed above the low cut of her dress. Pulsing lights from the overhead strobe cast hues of the rainbow upon each golden curl, emeralds and violets dancing across the flushed heat whispering across her face, sunshine and sunburst kissing the ivory dress taut across her breasts, clinging to the curve of her waist, the flare of her dress, its hem twisting against her long, bare legs as she swayed slowly to the music. Her head fell back as the song hit a high note, her fingers gripping the front of the bar, her body finding the rhythm of the beat with little effort.

He took a step forward, his gaze locked upon her body, her honey curls, silently willing her to turn and look at him. She stiffened slightly, that luscious body going still before slowly, as if she swam underwater, the muscles in her back, in her neck moved beneath her creamy skin and she glanced over her shoulder.

Their eyes met. She had to look away – his were too intense, too hot, full of an unspoken need she felt an answer to growing inside of her. She had to look away from his eyes, but she could not tear her gaze from him.

His hair was thick, ebony curls looking devilishly soft to the touch. The changing colors of the overhead light caught shades and textures between the tendrils. Those same hues cast wildly upon the sheen of his leather jacket, ebony like his curls, inviting and silky soft like his eyes. One hand rested casually upon the back of a chair and his fingers were long, supple; his grip tightened, caressed, lay gentle lines upon the curving metal.

Her eyes rose to meet his again and still he was looking at her. Again, she had to look away. Heat and fire. Desire and need curled and beckoned in their smoky depths. Her lids grew heavy beneath the onslaught of his hunger, her tongue darted out, licking feverishly hot lips as her gaze fell upon his and his mouth curved into a sweet smile, a smile that transformed the dark wanting of his face. His smile created an angel amidst the devil. She looked into his eyes and found herself drawn a step closer. His lips curved even more and the sweetness lingered only in her memory – here was a smile of knowledge … he knew her, knew that she felt the same invisible pull that he did – here was a smile of sex.

Sex. Images unbidden flew through her mind of this man, his hands – those long, supple fingers – upon her body, those lips upon her flesh. A gasp escaped her at the primitive surge of heat that ran through her. She snapped her eyes close and turned away from him. The music, the people talking and laughing around her … all of it was so loud, beating into her. She felt alive; every pore of her being, every sense of herself opened to the sounds, the smells, the vibrations around her. The steps. The steps of him as he walked toward her. She could hear him. She could feel him. She could practically taste him.

Her eyes flew open, searching desperately for Jesse, for Bill, for Drew … for anyone she knew that would bring her back to herself. This wasn’t she. This wasn’t who she was. She didn’t think this way, feel this way,… want this way.

““Dance with me.”” His voice was soft and low, a husky rumble of desire caressing each syllable. She felt his breath, moist and hot upon her throat and the heat of his body burned into her as he moved closer, closer until only the whisper of space stood between them.

If her very life had depended on it, she could not have refused him.

Slowly she turned, her hips brushing against his groin and if he hadn’t already been captured and held by her eyes — liquid, dark, heaven — he would have closed his own in ecstasy at the feel of her body pressed — even for that moment — against his.

Taking a step back, he held out his hand. Slowly, her every movement a symphony of eroticism and elegance melded into perfection, she laid her hand upon his, her fingers brushing over the tips of his. The flesh of her palm was damp and he wanted to taste her as they moved as one body towards the music beckoning from the dance floor. Bringing her hand to his lips, he turned it over as he took the tip of one finger, another, and another and another softly, quickly into his mouth, gathering just a hint of her taste.

Her entire body breathed toward him as she let out an exhalation, her eyes never leaving his. His hand held her wrist firmly, his thumb caressing the fragile bone there as he bent down, his gaze still holding hers and he pressed a kiss in the center of her palm.

Languidly her arm rose, her fingers dancing upon him as her body moved towards his, molding against him. The music was slow; a soft steady driving beat inflaming the blood racing through her body. This was lust. This was passion. This was desire in its purest, most basic form.

This she had never felt before.

His hands entangled in her curls as he made love to her with his eyes. In his eyes, she could see the same images that had burned through her – the same images that swam headlong through her now. His hands, his mouth, his tongue, his sex in her, on her, devouring her.

The dress she had deemed too choir-girl for the club seemed of a different make now as he molded the soft flowing material to her waist, to her derriere, as his hands kneaded her flesh, as he pulled her closer to him. To him. She could feel the hard heat of him, pulsing, erect, pressing into the juncture of her thighs. And she wanted to feel him inside of her. Now. Now.

She closed her eyes, unable to look at him. Unable to think, to do anything but feel.

Her head fell back and the silken, creamy column of her throat lay bare to him. A sheen of sweat glistened upon her flesh and again that insatiable need to taste her swelled within him. His head bent, his tongue finding the hollow at the base of her throat, caressing the delicate bone there before sliding upward along the soft, so soft, skin offered to him. A breathy sigh escaped her and he curved his hand around her neck, bringing her face to face with him. Her eyes opened slowly as if in a dream and her lips were parted, moist, waiting for the kiss that she knew was coming.

He lowered his head and his mouth captured the soft pillow of her upper lip, sucking gently and then his tongue slid in between her mouth, sliding along her bottom lip, tasting her. He withdrew for a moment and her lids slowly opened as her tongue came out, gently licking her lips in a daze. His mouth descended upon hers once more, raining whisper-soft kisses upon her, his tongue flicking out, dancing with hers. Her lips were so soft, so full, so lush, so perfect. He devoured her, hunger and need filling him as his kiss deepened and her soft, her heat, everything about her flooded through his body.

Blood was rushing through her, she heard thunder in her ears as her heart began contracting and she could feel the blood pumping in and out as the taste of him filled her. She felt dizzy, light-headed. She was whimpering, soft sounds emanating from in between their kisses. This went beyond desire. This went beyond anything she had ever known. She wanted him. She needed him. Her breath came fast and heavy as she pulled away, her gaze meeting his and seeing the mirrored need revealed there. “I want you.” That smile curved his lips again, a cross between an angel and a devil and she found her own mouth flashing a smile that must have matched. “Now.”

They wove through the dancing throng, intent upon escape. His hand was firm, his grip solid as he easily maneuvered through the Friday night rush. She kept her head down, no longer wanting to see a soul who would recognize her … know her. As if anyone would know who she was right now. She didn’’t know who she was. She knew only this hunger, this driving need for this man. Her gaze rose and traveled over his form, clad in black jeans, the leather jacket and those curls – those glorious, gorgeous curls. She wanted to run her fingers through them; she wanted to feel their silky softness against her naked flesh.

The cool air was a shock to her body as they stepped outside. Reason and clarity returned in that moment as the cold drove her into reality. The hard wall was suddenly at her back, one hand around her neck, the other on her bare leg as he pushed her dress up. She met his gaze, intending to speak, to tell him that she had changed her mind, but she met his gaze. She looked into his eyes. His body pressed into her and now his breath was warm upon her earlobe as his tongue wet her flesh. She lost reason, reality disappeared into a fog that knew only hunger and need. And want.

Want and desire. She pressed herself against him, desperate, desperate to have him inside of her, loving her, one with her. “”Who are you?”” he whispered into her ear, his voice a honey-dripping, sun-drenched erection of feeling. Pulling away slightly, he gazed down at her, his question reflected in his eyes … his question a need.

““Michelle,”” she whispered between thick lips, full and pouty and begging for his touch. He smiled – that sweet, sweet smile — and offered his own name.

““Danny.”” It was music to her ears. She found herself smiling in response as she savored the syllables of his name on her tongue. Feeling the same need, he repeated “Michelle,” softly just as his lips once more found hers, ravishing her mouth, his tongue colliding, clashing, sucking, dancing, clinging to hers. Driving her hard against the wall, he dropped his hand and felt the cold-warm flesh of her thighs. Cold from November’’s bite, warm from the heat of his hands.

Grasping her underwear, he pulled the silky material down as she clung to him, her hands beneath his jacket, her nails clawing into his back through the material of his shirt. He slipped a finger inside of her and she was wet and tight and perfect. Heaven. Michelle.

One in the same.

She reached in between them, her fingers pulling at the snap, grabbing at his zipper. Now, now, she thought, an urgency filling her unlike any she’d ever known. She needed him inside of her now. All thought fled as his fingers feathered at the core of her, touching, tightening, pulling and her body screamed out as she felt a rippling sensation flood through her. Her hand encircled the hard heat of him, tightening around him, “”now, now, now, now”” she whispered, her breathing ragged.

His touch was gone to be replaced – God, the wall was hard but she could barely feel it as he plunged into her. The air was cold and biting upon her skin, but she felt as if her entire body were aflame as he thrust inside of her, filling ever pore of her. She gripped his arms, his shoulders, his head, afraid that if she let go she would fall into oblivion.

Heaven. She felt so right, so perfect. He was all sensation, all feeling as he pulled her up, her legs winding about him. With every thrust every silken tug from her called to him, answered him, completed him all at once. His lips fell upon her throat, savoring the taste of her flesh. He captured her mouth, thrilling to the desperate pants and cries, moans and frantic whimpers she uttered in between each brush of his lips, every touch of his tongue. He felt alive, on fire, unlike anything ever before.

This was too much. She was too much. But not enough, never enough. He never wanted to let her go; never wanted this sensation to end … never wanted this to end. He was close, so close, his eyes closed and everything went black around him, then white, then a rainbow of colors exploded inside his head as she let out a sudden shout, his name buried in the cry.

There was silence, marred only by the heavy sound of their breathing. Her head lay in the crook of his neck, her legs still wrapped about him, he still inside of her. Slowly she looked up, her eyes wide and searching. Wild and vivid and alive, so alive.

She felt so alive, more than ever before in her life. In his eyes, she looked into his eyes; she saw satisfaction, need fulfilled and joy. In his eyes, she saw joy. Her breathing was still ragged as she wondered at the warmth flooding through her. Even as she unwound her legs, even as he slipped from her, she felt this blooming inside of her. Something had changed.

Everything had changed.

Their eyes met and there was joy.

The End

Carmen’s Back Again August 30 31 2001

May 16, 2017
Michelle Danny Carmen and Robbie

Michelle Danny Carmen and Robbie

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Thurs., Aug. 30, 2001 – At the Bauer House: Danny is feeding Robbie as Michelle shows him an article in the paper where the body of Carmen’s henchman, Pedro, was found in the trunk of a car out in LA. Michelle thinks Pedro knew too much. Danny just hopes that Carmen stays away. He tells Michelle he is a bit concerned that Alan hasn’t called him about a job yet. Michelle reminds him that Beth just died and he probably has a lot on his mind. Claire comes in and tells Danny and Michelle that they can’t trust Alan. She tells them that Alan kicked her out. Danny thinks Claire shouldn’t have made appointments for Alan without his knowledge. Claire tells them she was just trying to help. She tells them that Alan is a control freak. Michelle wonders if that ruined things for Danny as well. Danny tells them he is going over to see Alan after the memorial service. Michelle says she is going as well after they get a babysitter. Claire offers to sit with Robbie but Michelle doesn’t want her to. Claire tells her that she is homeless but she doesn’t bite. She only tells Claire that she is sure she will land on her feet. At the Spaulding Mansion: Alan comes in to meet Danny and Michelle. Danny tells him that he was worried when he didn’t hear from him because he was under the impression Alan wanted to hire him. Alan tells Danny that paranoia doesn’t become him. He was impressed with his spunk and confidence the other night and if he wants the job, he is Spaulding’s new Director of Corporate Security. They thank Alan and leave. Alan picks up the phone and tells someone to handle the situation with Gus Aitoro. Back at the Bauer House: Michelle and Danny talk about how they can celebrate his new job. They kiss and head inside. When they step in the kitchen Carmen is holding the baby and says hello to both of them.

Fri., Aug. 31, 2001 – At the Bauer House: Danny and Michelle come in to find Carmen holding Robbie. She tells them she paid the sitter and told her that she was Robbie’s grandmother and the girl left. Michelle is terrified and Danny asks her to stand back. He goes to Carmen and tells her to let him have his son. Carmen holds on to Robbie and tells Danny she has already lost so much time with him and Robbie and she wants to make up for that. She tells Danny that she loves the baby already, he reminds her so much of Danny as a boy. She would never hurt him. Michelle reminds her she tried to kill Robbie when she was pregnant. Carmen tells her that was unfortunate but she has realized how precious life is now. Carmen finally hands the baby to Danny. Danny hands Michelle the baby and tells her to stay back. He picks up the phone and calls the police. Carmen tells Danny that she came back to turn herself in so he should go ahead and call the cops. Carmen tells Danny she gave him life and will always be a part of him. She just wants a chance to be part of his life and know her grandson. Just then Frank shows up and is surprised to see Carmen. Danny tells him that Carmen is there to turn herself in. Carmen tells Danny he should let go of his grudges. Danny tells Frank to get Carmen out of there before he really kills her. Carmen and Frank leave and Danny kisses Michelle and Robbie. Michelle is still shaken and doesn’t want to let the baby go. Danny tells her that this changes everything. He was looking forward to starting over with his new job at Spaulding and now Carmen comes back and ruins it. He tells Michelle that Carmen will be splashed all over the news and that means the press will be hounding them too. He also thinks that Carmen won’t stop harassing them. Michelle tells Danny that Carmen has tried to kill her twice and has framed both of them as well as tried to destroy their relationship and she has always failed. They are stronger than she is and their love has conquered everything she has tried. Michelle is sure that Carmen will not succeed whatever her latest scheme is. She tells Danny to focus on his new job because they have nothing to fear from Carmen. At the Police Station: Frank has Carmen is an interrogation room. He gives her paper and pen and tells her to get writing. She asks him what he expects her to confess to. He tells her that she can start with where she has been and how Jennifer Tarver’s body ended up in the water after she helped Carmen. Carmen wants to make a call first. She takes the phone and makes her call. She tells the person on the other end who she is and that she would like to talk to them. Frank is trying to lean on Carmen when Gus arrives. Carmen tells Frank she called Gus instead of a lawyer. Frank tells her that Gus isn’t a lawyer. Gus says he studied law but didn’t take the bar exam. Carmen says he is a PI and she wants to speak to him alone. Frank leaves and Gus tells Carmen that Frank is right; she needs a lawyer not a PI. She says she needs someone with pull and she knows he is still very much a special agent with the FBI and she wants him to cut her a deal.

My Comments:

As much as it freaks me out just as much as Manny to see Carmen holding Robbie this really is one of my favorite Carmen-Manny scenes. It came out of almost nowhere except that Carmen – much like Beetlejuice – shows up if you talk about her too much. It was a nasty shock when we were being promised a Manny celebration sex scene which are always the best. That said I just adore how Manny act as a team on this, how Danny steps forward to deal with Carmen knowing Michelle is her hot button, signaling Michelle to stay back and let him handle it, staying perfectly calm and even smiling not to upset Robbie or Carmen while she held their son. I think it shows a lot of Carmen’s mindset too. She still doesn’t like Michelle, but her actively trying to kill her is pretty much over. Carmen really does want to be part of Danny and Robbie’s lives. I think she still nutso and acting for reasons other than motherly/grandmotherly love, but this family side IS part of Carmen. I’m so sorry they went all the way to attempted murder of Michelle with Carmen. That threat just below the surface while they go head to head was a lot more entertaining in general. Sadly that was something that is never restablished in the Stablan Manny era, part of it was the plot and writing, but also because somehow Joie’s Michelle just had a better animosity chemistry with Carmen than Nancy’s Michelle ever did.

Danny trusts Carmen so little now he wants the entire room at least between Carmen and Michelle or Robbie. This is ground down a bit over time and I don’t really think it should have been, but I think this was the perfect level of concern for Manny to have over her. Then there is one of my absolute favorite bits of action having gotten Carmen on the other side of the table Danny moves everything off of the counter so she won’t have a weapon. The knife block is one thing, but he also moves the canister with things like whisks, ladles, and a spaghetti scoop. I like to picture what Carmen might have done with a spaghetti scoop. It just cracks me up. I think that Danny didn’t just call the police. I think he called Frank specifically. Sadly the Danny-Frank friendship will fall away somewhat from this point on as Manny move further into the Spaulding storyline, but will remain viable and present until the stupid Danny-Marina storyline kills it. Just one more reason that awful storyline was so, SO wrong. I’m glad Frank got credit for the Carmen bust though. Frank was an excellent community policeman, I think he was a pretty good chief, but as someone solving mysteries? It just wasn’t his strength so I’m glad he got a major collar. Then it’s great after Danny was strong when he needed to me to reveal such weakness to get Michelle’s comfort here. SO excellent.

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Just Another Day by Carrie

April 26, 2017

“Just Another Day” – “Just Another Day” – Manny are happily married with two kids and enjoying all the problems of everyday life (an overflowing washer beats a bullet any day).

Danny, Michelle, Robbie, 2009

Republisher’s Note: I’m not sure what fanfic she’s talking about. If anyone knows or can figure it out, please let me. No. This is one of the fanfics which names a daughter Danielle. I SO love that. This is another song fic, this one’s song is “Just Another Day” by Phil Vassar.

Author’s Note: Hi all, Below is my songless challenge. It’s based on a song, clearly, so neither the concept, nor many of the lines (I borrowed grossly from the ‘dialogue’ of the song) belong to me. Rather, they belong to Phil Vassar and his team.

When I went to write this, back in July, I took a song that Mere had suggested, that had always reminded me of an ‘ideal’ Manny future, and wrote it. If anyone knows (I know at least a few people do) where I was heading with SBF, they’ll recognize the characters’ names. And if not, it should still be readablebut I wrote it essentially as an extension of that fic.

And please, please forgive typos or bad grammar I SO didn’t have anyone beta this, heck I barely proofed it, due to a time crunch problem (I was up against a deadline at the original writing.) It’s far from my greatest writing ever, but eh, it’ll do.
-Carrie

Just Another Day by Carrie

“Daddeee!” Danielle ran and wrapped herself around her father’s legs, nearly knocking him to the floor.

“Gee, you’d think she hadn’t seen me for a week,” he quipped, reaching down and scooping up his daughter. “You’re getting too big for this, you know.”

“I know, Daddy,” she said with a pout. Then she brightened as she held out her left hand, all fingers extended, and her right thumb. “I’m almost six!”

“I know, and I can’t believe it. Seems like just yesterday your Momma and I were getting the nursery ready for you.”

“And now it’s Laurel’s nursery,” Michelle piped up. “They grow up so fast.” She sighed.

Just then, the phone rang. “I’ll get it,” she said, reaching out for the cordless that was setting on the counter. But before she could get out so much as a ‘Hello,’ her intentions were interrupted by the doorbell and Noel’s subsequent barking.

“I’ll take care of the door. Dani, get the dog, would you?”

Danielle’s brown curls bobbed as she nodded. “Yes, Daddy. C’mere, Noel! No-no, c’mere. No-no, no-no! Listen mom, I made a joke, get it?” Danielle dissolved into a fit of giggles at her own joke, while Noel still barked away.

Michelle rolled her eyes as she again attempted to answer the phone. “I’m sorry, it’s chaos here. Hello? Yes, Annie’s still more than welcome to come stay with us today. Ok, I’ll see you in a bit then. ‘Bye!” She hung up and walked over to her still-giggling daughter. “You are so silly, missy, do you know that?” Danielle nodded as Michelle began to tickle her, sending her into giggles once again.

“Just the mailman,” Danny said as he walked back into the kitchen, shuffling through the mail. “Bills, bills, and more bills.” He plopped them down on the table and then walked over to his wife. “There’s something that I’ve forgotten to do in all of this chaos.” He kissed her, then continued, “Good morning, baby, how are you?”

“I’m great, sweetie, thanks! But you’re gonna be late if you don’t pop into the shower, you only have a half-hour.”

“Wanna join me?”

“A quick shower, sweetie, a quick shower.” She smiled and shook her head as Danny headed upstairs.

Five minutes later, he bounded back down the stairs with Nicholas in his arms. “Mommy, look who I found wandering around upstairs!”

Michelle smiled and held her arms out to Nicholas. “C’mere, mussy hair, Mommy needs a morning hug.” She turned her attention to Danny. “Breakfast, chop chop!”

“Yes ma’am,” he saluted as he opened the fridge to grab out an almost-empty gallon of milk.

“Don’t even think about” she began, as he raised the carton to his lips and began to drink. Immediately his expression soured; he brought the carton down, capped it, and stuck it back into the fridge.

“It’s sour!”

Michelle burst out laughing. “I told you not to drink from the carton! You probably would’ve noticed when you put it in a glass, don’t you think?”

“You did not!”

“Well, I started to, you were too fast for me.” She started laughing again, then continued, “The look on your face though, when you drank that, was just too funny.”

“Ha, ha, glad you found me so funny.”

“Always, dear,” she said with a smile. “There’s a fresh gallon in the back.”

He pulled the jug out and set it on the counter just in time to hear the washing machine buzzer go off. “Here, go see Daddy,” Michelle said, as she passed Nicky over to Danny and walked into the laundry room.

“Argh!” she shouted, causing Danny to follow her into the room. “Again?” he said, surveying the waterlogged room.

“Yes, it seems like every third load I do, it overflows,” she sighed, kicking the machine in frustration.

“Mommy, don kickit,” Nicky piped up. “Daddy fix it? Daddy fix it?”

“Sure sport,” Danny replied, looking at his son, “I’ll fix that and the other million things I’ve promised your mother.” With one last glance around the room, he exited, telling Nicholas that it was time to clean up the disaster of a room.

As the guys finished cleaning the soggy mess, Michelle took Danielle upstairs to wake the still-sleeping Laurel. They came back down to the sight of Nicholas in his booster seat, banging on the kitchen table and screaming, “I wanna eat, Daddy, I wanna eat! Eat, eat!”

“Sweetie, would you mind?” Danny pleaded, briefcase in hand.

“Yeah, sure, make him scream and foist him off on me,” she replied with a smile. “Hold on a second,” she told Nicholas, in response to another round of screaming.

“Oh, are you still sure we made the right choice, going the domestic route, with a passel of kids, instead of living it up like the hot young couple we used to be?” he asked her with a smile.

“Absolutely, this is our dream and we’re so lucky to be living it,” she replied, following him to the door and giving him a brief kiss goodbye before he stepped out. “And don’t forget, I have that meeting tonight, so there’ll be a sitter here when you come home. And then she’s going to stay so that we can go out. I love you!” she shouted, and waved after him as he backed down the driveway. He blew her a kiss, and then backed into the street and drove away.

***

“OK Erica, thanks for letting me know you got home safely. Sorry again for the change of plans. Uh-huh, bye!” Danny said as he hung up the phone. He turned to Laurel, who was lounging in her bouncer on the kitchen table. “Well kid, it’s just you and me, huh? Your mom’s running late, Danielle and Nicholas are in bed, so we’re good for a bit, huh?” He laughed at her coos, and she rewarded him with a smile.

As he undid the bouncer buckles and lifted her into his arms, he heard the garage door begin to rise and walked her to the back door. “Look, sweetie, Mommy’s home!” He held Laurel in his left arm, and opened the door for Michelle with his right, giving her a peck on the forehead as she went by. “How was the meeting?”

“Fine, but obviously longer than expected. So much for that dinner date, huh?”

He started to shrug it off, then noticed that she was near tears. “Oh, sweetie, don’t cry! There’s always Plan B!”

She brightened slightly. “Plan B?”

“Yeah, Plan B. I go make a phone call, we put our baby girl down, and we have Domino’s Pizza in the candlelight. OK?”

“OK,” she replied, making that pouty face he knew so well. “C’mere, baby girl,” she continued, reaching her arms out for her daughter, “Momma missed you!” She addressed Danny then, “Does she need a bath?”

“No, he replied, she got hers right after the big kids did.”

“Oh, I see, you were SuperDad tonight.”

“Pretty much!” he exclaimed with a smile. “All right, you go rock our sweet baby to sleep and I’ll phone in the order.”

***

“So anyways, Danielle wants to take ballet in the fall. I told her we’d talk about it and let her know.”

Danny grunted in response, and their conversation hit a lull.

“Here, have a piece of sausage,” Michelle offered, as she leaned back into Danny from her position between his legs on the couch to stick the chunk into his mouth.

“Mmm, thank you,” he said after he swallowed. “This is nice, we haven’t done this in a long time.”

“No, we haven’t you know what else we haven’t done in a while?” she said, turning at her waist to face him. She leaned in and kissed him then, deep and hard, until they both had to come up for air.

“That,” he replied.

“Mm-hm,” she said, standing and taking his hand. “Come on, we can clean up the pizza box in the morning.”

They tiptoed down the hall together, suppressing giggles and feeling like children trying to hide from their parents instead of the other way around. They made it to the door of their bedroom before a small voice called out, “Mommy? Daddeee???”

“Nicky,” Danny sighed. “I’ll see what he needs, and meet you in our room in five?” Michelle nodded in response.

True to his word, Danny walked into the bedroom five minutes later with Nicholas in his arms. “Mommy, Nicky had a very bad dream, and the monsters were trying to eat him, and he and teddy need to sleep with us tonight.”

Michelle, seated on the bed, opened her arms for Nicky to crawl in. “C’mere, baby. A monster, huh?” She looked up at Danny, who mouthed, “I’m sorry,” before turning out the lights and crawling into bed with his wife and son.

“It’s OK,” she replied, “I wouldn’t trade this for the world.” They shared a small kiss over Nicholas’ head, and then all drifted off to sleep.

THE END!!!

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Perfect Love by Kelly

April 24, 2017

“Perfect Love” – “Perfect Love” – Manny are happily running Millennium when they have a perfect Sunday together. It’s a nice peek at normal life.

This is from the song fic category and its song is also Perfect Love.

Author’s Note: Since Mere is being so kind….here is my contribution to the cause. This is a fic I had previously written for an e-mail challenge, but it meets the criteria of this new challenge. I hope you all enjoy.

Perfect Love by Kelly

Stretching lazily after a wonderful night of sleep, which was well deserved thanks to her amorous husband, Michelle feels a soft breeze blowing across her naked body, and feels the warmth of the sunshine on her face, she reaches for the spot Danny’s body usually occupies, only to get a handful of sheet. She breathes deep and smells the coffee brewing and knows that Danny is already up, she smiles as she realizes it’s Sunday, their special day of the week. Not that every day isn’t special being married to one Daniel Santos, but Sunday, is the day they reserve for them. It’s the one day a week, when they don’t have to work, not that running the club is bad, Michelle loves running Millennium with Danny. She had always thought she was destined to be a doctor, that was until they bought the club from Drew, when she started helping him get it ready to open, and got involved in the day to day operations, she found her love, running the club was exciting, she loved planning promotional events, and doing the books, and of course the biggest bonus was that she got to spend everyday working side by side with Danny. Millennium was truly theirs and they both loved it, but getting away on Sunday was the one thing they agreed would never change. They always made sure to take off and go to early mass on Saturday evening, so that they could have Sunday to do whatever.

Michelle slipped into her pink satin robe and strolled downstairs to find Danny and see what was in store for the day ahead. They had a Sunday morning ritual, they would sit on their deck, that overlooked their beautifully landscaped yard, and provided a spectacular view of the falls, drinking their coffee, while reading the paper, and then they would make their plans for what they would or wouldnt do for the day. Michelles breath caught in her chest as she stepped through the French doors to the deck, the sight of Danny never failed to take her breath away, but sitting there in the morning sun, his curls still ruffled from sleep, wearing a pair of gym shorts and nothing else, was her favorite way to see Danny, well, almost her favorite way to see him. She walks to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and whispers, Mornin Sexy.

Mmmm, Morning to you too, Sexy, he turns and gives her soft kiss, while pulling her into his lap.

Your coffee, Madam.

Why thank you sir, she giggles in response, anything good in the paper?

Nah, not really, except, the Cubs won again last night, that puts them at 15 games over 500.this just might be the year.

Oh sweetie, you say that every year.I hope youre right this time.

Ha, Ha, Missy, well see whos laughing come October. So, you slept kind of late this morning, late night last night, Danny wiggles his eyebrows and gives her that knowing once over look that makes her melt.

Oh yes, very late, thanks to you, and your service to my needs.

Well, Im always happy to be of service to you, Baby.

Dont I know it. So, Mr. Santos, what are the plans for today?

I was thinking we could go for a drive, its such a beautiful day, Ill even put the top down on the car, we could run by Rick and Abbys to say hi to them and Aunt Meta, and hear all about how busy their week was, then I thought we could stop by Company and pick up lunch and go to the lighthouse and have a picnic on the beach, and see what happens next.

That sounds perfect, lets get dressed so we can get started.

After a wonderful visit with her family, Michelle and Danny picked up their lunch at Company and were soon driving out to the edge of town, to the lighthouse, for some wonderful time alone on the beach. The weather was perfect, and the breeze was whipping through both of their curls.

They arrive at the beach, and Danny spreads out a blanket for them, while Michelle gets their food out. After eating their meal, they stretch out on the blanket watching the fluffy clouds in the perfect blue sky above them.

Baby.

Hmmm?

Do you have your suit on under those clothes, Danny asks, leaning over his beautiful wife, beginning to unbutton her blouse, gazing at her with the blazing passion he feels for her.

The fire in Michelles eyes matches the fire blazing in Dannys eyes, why, yes, as a matter of fact, I do have a suit on, and its a new one, would you like to see it?

You know I would.

Michelle stands and slowly removes her clothes to reveal a shocking lime green, scrap of a bathing suit, slowly turning so that Danny gets the full effect, she purrs, Do you like?

Like is an understatement, but you better never wear that suit out in public, because if you do I wont be responsible for my reaction to seeing you in it.

Never, Danny, I bought this suit for you and you alone. Now lets go swimming before we get carried away, Michelle runs to the water and dives in, surfacing, she calls to Danny, come on in, its wonderful

Danny joins her in the water, and they spend time playing and splashing, finally Dannys had enough, and cant wait any longer, he pulls Michelle to him, giving her a scorching kiss, their tongues collide in the dance they know so well.

Mmmmm, Danny, Im so glad we always have our picnics here at the lighthouse, I cant wait to get all the way home, so what do you say we move this inside, and so we can get each other out of these nasty wet clothes, and dry each other off?

I like the way you think, Baby, Danny replies as he lifts her out of the water, and carries her up to the lighthouse.

As they make their way up the stairs, Michelle thinks, how lucky she is, she has this wonderful man, this wonderful life, and this wonderful love they share, and they will always have their perfect Sundays.

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Mob’s Cardinal by Phyllis

April 21, 2017

To make it easier to direct people to this story I wanted to put all the chapter links in a single post, in other words do a link roundup. This story is in the General A.U. fanfic category.

“Mob’s Cardinal”– Third time’s the charm! I just got sent another website and now this is almost the entire story. Thanks for the help! One night Michelle is supposed to meet some friends at Y2K. Her friends never show and once Danny sees her in the parking lot he is well and truly smitten. They dance and the connection is undeniable to both of them. Danny breaks one of his “rules” and brings Michelle back to his own house and takes her virginity and continues to make love to her all night. Michelle doesn’t realize that SanCorp isn’t the only side to the « Family business ». Michelle gets pregnant from this first time and now she is unsure what to do. Danny has no such problem. Although this version of Danny really loves Michelle, he never fully gets out of the business and never gets over his over possessiveness. He’s going to control things so Michelle and he have the life he wants. Eventually Michelle softens him somewhat, but he’s always controlling. He’s willing to move mountains and manipulate anyone behind the scenes to achieve his ends. He’s planning a wedding in Puerto Rico, but he hasn’t told Michelle about it yet. He fully intends to woo her, but now there is a baby involved he intends to have her safely married first. There will be time to tell her what she’s really getting into after she’s fully committed.  Danny is close (too close) to Carmen, but for some reason calls her Carmen and not Mama. They eventually have 5 children and are together 50 years and the day Danny met Michelle was the day light came to the Santos family according to then Cardinal Ray. There is a ton of fun filled travel adventures and background in Puerto Rico during their early married life (which was used as the stand in for San Cristobel when it really looked like an island on the show, including their amazing house and pool, so is close to Mannyacs’s hearts). In an interesting tip of the hat, a supporting character is Paul Stewart, whose life closely mirrors PAS’s real life, except he meets Manny’s oldest daughter who had an equal age different between Paul and Joie and looks exactly like Michelle. They run off and get married. There is some religion, but less than I thought there would be based on the title. I should also warn you that for some reason “won’t” appears as “want” instead in all versions of the story as originally published. In the chapters I republished on my blog I’ve corrected that error. Followed by the sequel “Fair Winds and Following Seas.”

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/13/mobs-cardinal-note (Note)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/14/mobs-cardinal-prologue (Chapter 1)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/15/mobs-cardinal-by-phyllis-chapter-2 (Chapter 2)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/16/mobs-cardinal-chapter-3 (Chapter 3)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/17/mobs-cardinal-chapter-4 (Chapter 4)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/18/mobs-cardinal-chapter-5 (Chapter 5)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/20/mobs-cardinal-chapter-6 (Chapter 6)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/21/mobs-cardinal-chapter-7 (Chapter 7)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/22/mobs-cardinal-chapter-8 (Chapter 8)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/23/mobs-cardinal-chapter-9-2 (Chapter 9)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/24/mobs-cardinal-chapter-10 (Chapter 10)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/25/mobs-cardinal-chapter-11 (Chapter 11)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/26/mobs-cardinal-chapter-12 (Chapter 12)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/27/mobs-cardinal-chapter-13 (Chapter 13)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/28/mobs-cardinal-chapter-14 (Chapter 14)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/29/mobs-cardinal-chapter-15 (Chapter 15)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/11/30/mobs-cardinal-chapter-16 (Chapter 16)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/01/mobs-cardinal-chapter-17 (Chapter 17)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/03/mobs-cardinal-chapter-18 (Chapter 18)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/04/mobs-cardinal-chapter-19 (Chapter 19)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/05/mobs-cardinal-chapter-20 (Chapter 20)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/08/mobs-cardinal-chapter-21a (Chapter 21A)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/11/mobs-cardinal-chapter-21b (Chapter 21B)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/13/mobs-cardinal-by-phyllis-chapter-22 (Chapter 22)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/14/mobs-cardinal-chapter-23 (Chapter 23)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/30/mobs-cardinal-chapter-24 (Chapter 24)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2011/12/31/mobs-cardinal-chapter-25-2 (Chapter 25)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/01/01/mobs-cardinal-chapter-26-2 (Chapter 26)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/01/02/mobs-cardinal-chapter-27-2 (Chapter 27)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/01/03/mobs-cardinal-chapter-28-2 (Chapter 28)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/01/05/mobs-cardinal-chapter-29-2 (Chapter 29)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/01/06/mobs-cardinal-chapter-30 (Chapter 30)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/01/10/mobs-cardinal-chapter-31 (Chapter 31)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/01/11/mobs-cardinal-chapter-32 (Chapter 32)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/01/12/mobs-cardinal-chapter-33 (Chapter 33)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/04/02/mobs-cardinal-chapter-34 (Chapter 34)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/04/03/mobs-cardinal-chapter-35 (Chapter 35)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/04/04/mobs-cardinal-by-phyllis-chapter-36 (Chapter 36)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2012/04/05/mobs-cardinal-by-phyllis-chapter-37 (Chapter 37)

Archived Links Version

http://web.archive.org/web/20050326140720/http://ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/index.html (Overall Page – Most of the chapters are here, I’m only going to fill in the chapters I didn’t have before in the list, but you may want to just go through this page for most of the chapters. If it seems to take a long time to load a page, go to the next chapter, wait for it to load, then back to the main page, and try the chapter you originally wanted, it sped it up for me.)
http://web.archive.org/web/20031107232937/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/prologue.html (Prologue)
http://web.archive.org/web/20031108055211/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_2.html (Chapter 2)
http://web.archive.org/web/20031108055244/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_3.html (Chapter 3)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050329154414/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_4.html (Chapter 4)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050329145248/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_5.html (Chapter 5)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050326222719/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_6.html (Chapter 6)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050329145227/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_7.html (Chapter 7)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050326222724/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_8.html (Chapter 8 – Scroll down past a large blank area at the top of the page)
https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2010/04/25/mobs-cardinal-chapter-9 (Chapter 9)
http://mannyacdiscussionboard.yuku.com/topic/3298 (Ch 9, 25-29)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050326205237/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_10.html
(Chapter 10 – Scroll down past a large blank area at the top of the page)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050329150321/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_11.html
(Chapter 11)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050326215704/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_12.html (Chapter 12)
http://web.archive.org/web/20031107235158/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_13.html (Chapter 13)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123082434/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6250.topic (Chapter 13)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123101927/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6270.topic (Chapter 14)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123083404/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6281.topic (Chapter 15)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123092651/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6292.topic (Chapter 16)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123080109/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6305.topic (Chapter 17)
http://web.archive.org/web/20031107230816/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_18.html (Chapter 18)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050326215536/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardina_19.html (Chapter 19)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050326223240/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_20.html (Chapter 20)
http://web.archive.org/web/20031108085611/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_21A.html (Chapter 21A)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123080552/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6367.topic (Chapter 21B)
http://web.archive.org/web/20031107235302/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_22.html (Chapter 22)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123075625/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6421.topic (Chapter 23A)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020422151745/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6422.topic (Chapter 23B)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020422154445/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6438.topic (Chapter 24)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2010/04/26/mobs-cardinal-chapter-25 (Chapter 25)

http://web.archive.org/web/20020422140350/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6455.topic (Chapter 26)
https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2010/04/28/mobs-cardinal-chapter-26 (Chapter 26)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123090354/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6464.topic (Chapter 27)
https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2010/05/07/mobs-cardinal-chapter-27 (Chapter 27)
http://web.archive.org/web/20010911122155/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6479.topic (Chapter 28)
https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2010/05/08/mobs-cardinal-chapter-28 (Chapter 28)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050326223318/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_29.html (Chapter 29)
https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2010/05/09/mobs-cardinal-chapter-29 (Chapter 29)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123082346/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6515.topic (Chapter 30)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123093410/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6526.topic (Chapter 31)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123080013/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6540.topic (Chapter 32)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123092128/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6552.topic (Chapter 33)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050329150601/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_34.html (Chapter 34 –  Scroll down past a large blank area at the top of the page)
http://mannyacdiscussionboard.yuku.com/topic/2339 (Chapter 35)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050326210814/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_36.html (Chapter 36 –  Scroll down past a large blank area at the top of the page)
http://web.archive.org/web/20050329150541/ourworld.cs.com/phyllsf270/MobCardinal_37.html
(Chapter 37 –  Scroll down past a large blank area at the top of the page)

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Love Led Us Here by JenJ

April 18, 2017

“Love Led Us Here” – Instead of Tony pretending to be Danny, Danny leaves with Rick and he dies while Rick tries to save his life at the lighthouse. Michelle blames (and rightfully so) Tony, Ray, and Rick.

All I have for this one is these three chapters. It’s an unfinished fanfic.

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2017/03/28/love-led-us-here-part-1-by-jenj (Chapter 1)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2017/03/29/love-led-us-here-part-2-by-jenj (Chapter 2)

https://glmanny.wordpress.com/2017/04/17/love-led-us-here-part-3-by-jenj (Chapter 3)

Archived Links Version

http://web.archive.org/web/20010911121639/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6297.topic (Chapter 1)
http://web.archive.org/web/20020123101042/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6298.topic (Chapter 2)
http://web.archive.org/web/20010420233028/pub2.ezboard.com/fmannyacdiscussionboardfanfic.showMessage?topicID=6301.topic (Chapter 3)

Robansuefarm is the handle of one of Manny and Guiding Light‘s biggest fans following in her family’s footsteps of Guiding Light fandom since 1939. This blog is an effort to make it easy to find Guiding Light and especially Manny online. Check back here for her blog, find fanfic previews and fake WSPR newscasts on her YouTube, find podcasts that look back to old shows and audios of her fanfics on Blog Talk Radio, and finally follow her on Twitter and Facebook.

Love Led Us Here Part 3 by JenJ

April 17, 2017

Republisher’s Note: This is a retelling where Danny went with Rick and Tony the night of the attack on the Bauer House and was killed.

Love Led Us Here Part 3 by JenJ

Michelle walked into the kitchen. She was exhausted. Robbie had sensed how upset she was and had kept her awake all night, although she couldn’t have slept even if she had wanted to. He’d finally fallen asleep so she’d taken advantage of that to go downstairs and see what was going on.

Rick, Tony and Ray were all sitting around the table talking quietly. Meta was fixing breakfast. They stopped talking when they saw Michelle walk in. They just sat awkwardly, not quite sure of what to say. Each of them felt responsible for what had happened and they knew that Michelle blamed them too.

“Honey, can I get you some breakfast?” Meta asked. Michelle shook her head. She wasn’t hungry, she wasn’t feeling anything except total numbness. “Are you sure? You should eat something.”

Michelle still didn’t say anything. She just sat down. The three men exchanged glances, each wanting the other to be the first to say something. Meta set plate in front of her but Michelle just pushed it away, “Michelle, you need to eat something.”

“I’m not hungry,” Michelle said dully.

“Well you’re going to eat this anyway,” Meta said firmly, “You’re not going to be any use to your son if you get sick. He needs you.”

Michelle shook her head, “He needs his father, we both do.”

“Michelle, you have to take care of yourself,” Rick said. “Danny would want that.”

“No, Danny wanted to get out of his family. He wanted a life with me and Robbie,” Michelle said, looking accusingly at Tony.

“Michelle, please I tried to warn you. I did,” Tony said.

“Well maybe if you had warned us sooner than he would have had a chance,” Michelle said.

“I never wanted this to happen,” Tony said. “You have to believe me. Danny was hard on me when I first came to town, but I never wanted him dead.”

“Then why did you leave him there to die?” She accused, looking at both Rick and Tony. “Why did you leave him there?”

“Honey, we tried to get to him but we couldn’t. We told you that last night,” Rick tried to explain.

“How hard did you try?” Michelle asked. “How hard did you try to bring him back?”

“Michelle, I swear that we tried…” Rick said.

“They did try, Michelle,” Ray broke in.

“How do you know?” She said turning on him. “You weren’t there. Besides you’re just as responsible as they are. You knew about this, but you didn’t warn Danny either.”

“Tony told me in confession. I had no choice,” Ray said.

“That’s always your excuse,” Michelle said. She stood up and said, “I’m going to check on Robbie.” Then she turned and walked out of the room.

Rick shut his eyes, “That went well.”

Ray sighed, “She’s taking this very hard.”

“What do you expect?” Meta asked, joining them at the table. “Her husband was just killed.”

“And it’s our fault,” Tony said. “I swear I thought that he was right behind me. He was my cousin, I didn’t want him to die, especially like that.”

“No one’s blaming you,” Ray said.

“Except Michelle,” Tony said, “But I think she’s blaming all of us.”

“She’s grieving for her husband,” Meta pointed out. “She needs to blame someone. All we can do right now is be there for her whether she wants us or not.”

“I’ll do anything,” Tony said. “I feel responsible enough about this as it is.”

“You’re going to have to help Michelle take care of Robbie,” Ray said. “You’re his godfather. Now that Danny’s gone you have to take care of his son.”

Tony nodded and they heard a knock at the door. Meta got up to answer it. It was Marah and Catalina.

“We heard about Danny on the news,” Catalina said. “We came to see if there was anything we could do.”

“Are you okay?” Marah asked, throwing herself into Tony’s arms.

“I’m fine,” He said, pulling away from her. “I wasn’t even hit.”

“I was so scared that you had been shot. I couldn’t bear it if anything had happened to you.’

“Well you see I’m fine,” Tony said. “What are you doing here? I told you to stay away from me.”

Marah started to protest but Catalina stopped her, “How’s Michelle?”

Rick shook his head, “She’s still in shock.”

“Can we see her?”

“Sure,” Rick nodded. “Maybe you can help her. We haven’t been able to.” Marah and Catalina went upstairs with Marah looking back at Tony, hoping that he would give her some kind of sign.

“They might be able to help her. At least she doesn’t blame them for what happened to Danny,” Tony said. “Why shouldn’t she blame us? What happened was our fault.”

“You remind me of Danny,” Ray said. “Remember last fall how depressed he got. He blamed himself for something and look what happened to him. He spent months wallowing in guilt. Don’t do the same thing. It doesn’t change what happened and it’s not going to bring Danny back.”

Tony looked at Ray and said, “You’re right about one thing. Danny’s not coming back. Nothing I do is going to change what happened last night.”


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