Saturday, February 26, 2011

DYNASTY REVISITED : EPISODE 3.. ONLY YESTERDAY ...

Last time on DYNASTY REVISITED : Alexis has terrifying nightmares about Jeremy Van Dorn... Kirby tells Adam she cant marry him at this point in time.. Fallon tells Krystle she believes Miles Colby may be the father of her baby.. Alexis is disturbed by an intruder...                                            REVISITED ..

Alexis stood at the bottom of the stairs, she just starred and starred at her night caller..Was this a dream? She needed another brandy and to sit down, she was certainly shaken up.
"Who are you? I was certain you were someone that I once knew.. Someone that was very special to me."
Alexis made her way to the bar, she poured herself a large brandy and sat down.
"Mrs Colby! I must apologise for the intrusion. I needed to see how efficent a security system you had in this building."
Alexis took a generous helping of her beverage, she was certainly puzzled and needed some answers.
"You will have to forgive my ignorance.. I still don't know why you are here. Why have you broken into my penthouse?"
Alexis could not take her eyes of her caller.
"Frank Mulligan at your service! I am your new bodyguard, if you want to call me that!. Your son Adam hired me. We decided not to tell you, so I could check out the set-up. I am sorry for startling you!"
Alexis laughed, she had forgotten she had requested Adam to hire someone. At least she could relax a little, now she had a handsome protector.
"I am sorry Mr Mulligan. I had totally forgotten I had asked Adam. I only mentioned it in passing this afternoon. So! What is your verdict on our security? I gather security.. is not very secure!"
Alexis smiled at him, she could hardly believe how so like Dex he was.
"Mrs Colby! You certainly need a more secure system. I will certainly do all I can to ensure your safety. Please call me Frank!"
Alexis left her seat and approached her new protector.. They shook hands to seal their new partnership. Alexis felt excitement, a new man in her life.. even if he was on her payroll!
   Fallon Colby was in a state of confusion, she was torn between truth and lies, the truth about the father of her unborn baby and the lies she may have to tell to keep the conflict from her marriage. Fallon walked into the lobby of The Carlton Hotel, leaving the rays of the early morning sunshine behind her. She needed a drink and even though it was early, she did not care! She sat at the bar, her eyes firms focused on the telephone on the bar top. She contemplated phoning Miles in Malibu and telling him about the baby. But she could not be sure if that was the correct course of action to take. She thought of all the problem's telling him would cause, paticularly if he wanted to play a part in the baby's upbringing. Not to mention the resentment Jeff would feel, knowing he was not the baby's father. Fallon ordered a glass of sparkling wine and decided she needed to think this problem out for a little longer. Besides even if she wanted to tell him at this point, she just did not have the inner strength to do so. She did not even have the courage to tell Jeff that she was pregnant. She wanted to run away from it all, to somehow forget her problems. But what good would that do her, it would only isolate her from those she loved and who loved her. She did love Jeff, but was unsure of his reaction to her news, when she decided to tell him. She was scared to take the chance, but knew sooner or later, that time would come.                                         

"Adam! Darling! Where did you find him? I almost died of shock when I first set eyes on him. I thought Dex had come back from beyond!"
Alexis could still not get over the fact that her new protector looked like her former lover. Frank Mulligan had those same rugged features, yet the smooth air of a gentleman, ready and willing to protect a ladies homour.
"I was certain he would meet with your approval. I virtually hand-picked him, mother! The resemblence shocked me also. Although I never got along with Dex Dexter, I know how much he meant to you."
Adam knew his mother had not quite gotten over losing Dex, even though she would never admit it to anyone.
"Thank you darling for your consideration. I am sure Frank and I will get along splendidly!"
Alexis adjusted the Cartier watch on her wrist and thought about Dex, she could still see him lying there on the hotel lobby floor, lifeless. He had broken her fall, she owed him her life, she could never thank him now.
"Mother! Before I forget, I have finalised that business deal and once you sign the papers, it will be all yours again!"
Alexis smiled at her son and let out a squeal of delight, at last she would finally get back what she felt was rightfully hers.
"Wonderful! Darling! I do hope I don't have to see that bitch again! Will I?"
Adam laughed, he almost knew she would be concerned with that aspect of the transaction.
"I don't think it need concern her. After all she has other, more important things to keep her occupied. I hear she has written a book, a biography of sorts. She also has a child, but we wont mention that fact!"
Alexis frowned, she had wondered about the child, as she has done for the past three years.
Denver Carrington stood towering against the hot afternoon sun. Blake Carrington knew he was a very lucky man, so much had happened in the last few years. Any more mere mortal would have gone to hell and stayed there. But not Blake Carrington, he was survivor and he knew Jeremy Van Dorn would not topple his longlevity and win. Blake decided to hire a fleet of security guards and dogs. He was damned if any danger would ever lurk near his precious Krystle and his darling Krystina. Blake had a pile of mail to sift through, one of which was marked "URGENT! PERSONAL!". He held the envelope in his hand, something made him consider if it was safe to open it. What if there was explosives in it? Van Dorn had certainly set everyone on the edge of paranoia. Blake's heart began to race, he was probably a fool for not having all his mail screened. But how could he think of everything, dammit! that is what his security team were getting paid for. Blake held his breath, but he was curious as to the package's contents. Putting his hand in the envelope, he pulled out a photograph, a typed note was attached. Blake starred at the glossy b/w photograph of Krystle brushing Krystina's hair. He noticed a date written in black felt pen.. 14th October.. The photograph had only been taken yesterday. Blake clenched his fist as he read the note.
"Carrington! This time they were shot through a lens! Next time it will be through the heart!! The Big Bang!!!"
Blake threw the photo on te desk and went to pour himself a drink, a large brandy, with thoughts of pouring the whole bottle over Van Dorn and setting the madman alight! But the bastard had to be caught first, before any punishment could be dealt.
The black stretch limo glided majestically up the driveway to The Carlton Hotel, when it came to a halt, the chauffeur opened the back seat door to allow its occupant to emerge as regally as only she could! A pair of Gucci stilettos hit the driveway, legs adorned in black Dior stockings up and disappearing under a Valentino skirt. She emerged from the car, leaving a trail of Chanel No 5 in the air, she adjusted her skirt and took a look at the front of the hotel. It had been quite a while since she had stayed here, she wasn't sure if she was glad to be back. Too many memories, some of them bad. The memory of her beloved Dex falling to his death, still haunted her. She wondered if he knew how much she had really loved him. If only she had gotten the chance to tell him.
The doorman greeted her, opening the doors for her grand entrance.
"Nice to see you again. Mrs Colby! It has been quite a while."
It certainly had, she nodded her exchange of greetings and entered the lobby, scanning the foyer. Heading for the reception, she bumped into a familiar face along the way.
"Fallon! How nice to see you!"
Fallon put her wine glass on the counter, looking to see who had addressed her.
"Sable Colby! God! It has been years!"
Sable agreed, looking around it seemed as if it had been Only Yesterday!



TO BE CONTINUED .....

(C) 2011 Mark McMorrow..

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