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New year, old theme. I'm going to navigate the Slaters through the wild world of obscure holidays (like National Chocolate-Covered Anything Day from Home for the Holidays). It should be quite an adventure. Sorry, Granny. You've already read this one. But the next one will be up tomorrow.

Man Watcher's Day

Zach awoke to an unusual sight. His beautiful wife was lying beside him, leaned up on one elbow, staring at him. Zach started nearly every morning watching Kendall sleep, but never had he awakened to find her watching him. Kendall usually had to be dragged out of bed, cursing and kicking. Zach laughed at the thought. No, Kendall was not a morning person.

"What's so funny?" Kendall said softly. "You are," Zach replied, reaching up to tuck a stray curl behind her ear. "What's got you up so early?" She gave him her best Mona Lisa smile, but said nothing. "Kendall?" he said. "Can't a woman just watch the love of her life sleeping. You are beautiful, you know," Kendall said in a rush. "Besides, don't you know what today is?"

Zach thought a second, trying to remember the date. "Oh, sure. It's Elvis's birthday," he said dryly. "Who? Elvis? Oh, right," Kendall said. "Since when are you an expert on Elvis?" Zach couldn't resist any longer. He pulled Kendall to him for a kiss. "You know, if you're gonna lie there and stare at me, the least you can do is give me a good-morning kiss." He kissed her again, then settled himself back against the mattress. "As for Elvis ... well, there's still a lot of things you don't know about me, Kendall."

She laughed as she climbed out of bed. "Oh, I'm learning, Zach. Every day I'm learning." "So you think I'm beautiful, huh?" he said to her retreating back as he closed his eyes for a few more minutes of sleep. He felt the pillow hit his face just as he heard the bathroom door close.

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Zach was running late for work, thanks mostly to Kendall's odd behavior, and the fact that there was no coffee at home. Waiting until he got to the casino was out of the question, so he stopped off at BJ's for a little breakfast and a lot of coffee. He felt oddly uncomfortable in the crowded restaurant. Was it his imagination, or was he being watched a little too closely by the three women at the next table? He shook his head and took another long sip of coffee. Nah. He was just off his routine, he decided. Waking up to find Kendall staring at him had just left him preoccupied.

He paid his check and walked outside, buttoning his coat against the cold, when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. "Kendall?" he said under his breath. He only caught a glimpse of brown curls as the woman turned the corner, a large, burly man partially blocking his view. He ran to the corner, but the couple was gone. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, dialing Kendall's number as he returned to his car. She answered on the first ring.

"Where are you?" he asked immediately. "It's nine-thirty in the morning, Zach. Where do you think I am?" she said. "I asked you first," he replied. "I'm working. What's the matter with you?" she said, sounding confused. "It's nothing. Nevermind," he said quickly. A siren in the distance caught his attention. Was he hearing it where he was, or over the phone? "Kendall, do you hear a siren?" he asked. "Gotta go, Zach. Love you," she said and was gone.

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Zach thought the day would never end. It had truly been a strange one. He hadn't been able to shake the feeling all day that he was being watched. His morning walk-through of the casino was nerve-wracking. He got back to his office and asked his assistant, "Do you know what today is?" She thought a minute, then brightened, "Elvis's birthday," she said triumphantly. "Yeah, I know. Anything else?" he asked. She shrugged, shook her head and looked bewildered. "Forget it," he said as he went into his office, completely missing the smile that played across her face. He stayed in his office until he was forced to leave. He had plans to meet with one of his investigators over lunch, and he didn't want to do it at the casino. So he once again found himself sitting in a crowded dining room, this time at The Valley Inn.

His meeting was uneventful. Still no real clues about who could be behind the murders at Fusion. He was beyond frustrated. Maybe that's why his nerves were on edge, he thought. He listened to the man tell him all the things he already knew, and then give him excuses about why he didn't know anything else. Zach let out a long breath as he watched the man leave. His mind immediately went to Kendall. She wasn't safe, and he still didn't know why. Or who. It was maddening. And so was the undivided attention he seemed to have of two women sitting across the room from him.

He growled impatiently as he waited for the waiter to bring the check. A noise behind him drew his attention to the back corner of the room. "Kendall?" he whispered. He could only see long legs and a large menu, but he knew it was her. And he certainly recognized the bodyguard that was trailing her. His attention was diverted when the waiter returned to his table, and when he looked back, the lady and her bodyguard were gone. "What the hell?" he muttered under his breath.

Zach walked over to a young teenage girl who was using the laptop in front of her to completely ignore her mother. "Excuse me," Zach said. "Sorry for interrupting. But lunch is on me if you can tell me what holiday today is ... besides Elvis's birthday." The mother stared at Zach like his head was on fire, but the young girl let her fingers do the walking. In a matter of seconds, she was rattling off a list of obscure holidays. The third one got his attention: Man Watcher's Day.

"Thanks," he said as he dropped money on the table and walked away, double taking at the way the girl's mother continued to stare at him. He looked around the room and began to feel embarrassed. The two women from before were still locked in on his every move, as were several other people in the room ... most of them female. Zach knew it was time to go. And time to get back at his sneaky little wife.

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Kendall was beginning to feel guilty. Her joke was about to backfire on her. She'd managed to lose Zach at The Valley Inn, even forcing her bodyguard to hide from him in the parking lot. But when he left there he hadn't gone back to work. She had followed him to a florist, where he picked up a beautiful bouquet of pink roses. Then to a jewelry shop, where she watched him pick out what appeared to be a bracelet. But she couldn't tell for sure from across the street.

She felt awful. Here he was trying to surprise her with something so romantic, and she'd ruined it. "Well, it serves you right, Kendall Slater," she said to herself, waving off the bodyguard who glanced over at her at the sound of her voice. She would just have to fake it, for Zach's sake, she decided. She turned away from him when he exited the jewelry store and then fell in line a few cars behind him.

She was so caught up in her own guilt and self-pity that she jumped when her cell phone rang. "Hello," she said breathlessly. "What's going on over there?" she heard Zach ask. "Why are you so out of breath?" "What? Oh, well, you just have that effect on me, Zach," she said. He chuckled. "Will you be home late tonight?" he asked casually. "No, regular time I think," she answered. "Why do you ask?" "No reason," he asked. "Can't wait to see you. I'll try not to be late either."

"Oh Zach, that's so sweet. You are such a-" He purposefully honked his horn while she was talking then smiled when she gasped into the phone. In her panic, she hung up on him. He laughed as he looked in his rear view mirror. He only wished he could see her face when she realized where he was going.

Kendall's guilt turned to anger when she saw Zach turn into the parking lot of the Pine Cone Motel. She glanced over at the bodyguard, daring him to even notice where they were. "Aren't you supposed to just follow me in your own car?" she asked indignantly. "This is my car, Mrs. Slater. Remember? You were afraid Mr. Slater would recognize yours?" "Whatever," she snapped. "You just better keep your mouth shut at the next goon squad convention about what you think you see here." "Yes ma'am," he said, his eyes following hers to Zach's car.

They both watched as he got out and went into one of the rooms carrying the flowers and the jewelry. He didn't even need a key, Kendall realized angrily. She felt like she'd been hit in the stomach. No wonder he wanted to know if she'd be late. Just how much time did he need anyway? "Why that lousy ..." she began as she climbed out of the car. "Stay here!" she yelled at the bodyguard. "I don't need protection from my own husband, and I don't want you to protect him from me."

She stormed into the room, not bothering to knock and slammed the door shut behind her. There didn't appear to be anyone there. She heard noises coming from the bathroom, so she picked up the tacky lamp from the bedside table and headed there. "I know what you're doing in here, Zach Slater," she yelled as she busted through the unlocked door. "God, you can't even bother to lock the doors," she mumbled as she took in the sight before her.

Zach was kneeling over a tub filled with bubbles. The pink roses were in a vase beside the tub. There were candles scattered around the room, and the radio was playing softly in the background. She looked at him, her anger giving way to total confusion. "What am I doing?" he asked at last. "You're cheating on me," she said. Then she asked, "Are you cheating on me?"

Zach walked over to Kendall and took the lamp from her, placing it on the floor at her feet. Then he looked into her eyes. "Kendall," he said softly. "Why would I cheat on you? Why would I want anybody else when I have you. You're my wife, and I love you." He was rubbing her arms as he spoke. She just stared at him, so he continued. "You've spent the morning celebrating Man Watcher's Day. Now I want to spend the afternoon celebrating Bubble Bath Day."

She looked at him and he nodded. "Check the calendar," he said. "Why here?" she asked. "And why did you trick me?" He took a step closer and grabbed her hands. "You deserved it. Man Watcher's Day. I thought I was in The Twilight Zone," he said gruffly. "People have been staring at me all day. It's unnerving." Kendall threw her arms around him and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Can I help it if you're so beautiful?" she laughed. "Why here?" she asked again. "It seems like a dirty place to take a bubble bath." He gave her a look that sent a shiver up her spine. "And that's a bad thing?" he said, his voice low.

"You're a wicked man, Zach Slater. Now hurry up before the water gets cold." She turned her back to him so he could unzip her dress. Then she took care of the rest of their clothes. She had just settled herself against his chest when she felt more than heard his laughter. "So you think I'm beautiful, huh?"

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Wonderful start 9K.  Man Watcher's Day?  Great excuse to be watching Zach!  It should come  hell of a lot more often than once a year, like may be every day, LOL!  Can't wait to read more of these stories.  Thanks for the fun reading.


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9K, I love it!   Thanks for the fun stories, and for a little true romance and fun for the Slaters!

Can't wait to read more! 

 

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New year, old theme. I'm going to navigate the Slaters through the wild world of obscure holidays (like National Chocolate-Covered Anything Day from Home for the Holidays). It should be quite an adventure. Sorry, Granny. You've already read this one. But the next one will be up tomorrow.
9K, you don't have to apologize to me for any thing!  You put a smile on my face.  After reading all the negative posting on the terrible writing and Ryan propping, I really, I mean I REALLY needed the smile!  Oh, if only you wrote for AMC.... 

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Thanks 9K.  We sure needed a "lift" after the past few days on AMC....  Look forward to the next "holiday"!

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Thanks 9K!!!  Sooo glad to see you're back!  This was just delightful.


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Thanks 9K, very enjoyable.  I never use to read any of the related fan fiction until one day when a friend asked me if I read your last entries, which I did by printing all 16 chapters.  

 

Now I saw this post and had to read.

 

Thank you.    Why don't you apply for a writers job at AMC

 

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Thanks 9K, very enjoyable.  I never use to read any of the related fan fiction until one day when a friend asked me if I read your last entries, which I did by printing all 16 chapters.  

 

Now I saw this post and had to read.

 

Thank you.    Why don't you apply for a writers job at AMC

 

Thanks again, perfect timing.

9K, you've hooked another one of us!  If you aren't careful, instead of watching AMC, everyone will be just reading your wonderful writing!  Now, if only there was a way to turn them (your writings) into movies with "Our Mahn" as the main character!  We could all just die and go to heaven!  LOL 

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Thanks for the love, ladies. Glad everybody is on board with the new theme. Okay, in my world Fusion is still full of lovely, ALIVE, ladies. Forget that Simone and Erin are supposed to be dead and that Dani is in the hospital. The girls need to have a little fun. This one is pure silliness. Enjoy.

Feast of Fabulous Wild Men Day

Kendall Slater was having a ball. She and her Fusion sisters were very good at being very bad. That "Wacky Holidays" calendar Kendall had bought for the office turned out to be a great idea. There was a lot of fun to be found on days like Humiliation Day and Play God Day. But today was, by far, her favorite.

Today was Feast of Fabulous Wild Men Day, and that's exactly what they intended to do. The celebration started early when Kendall called a repairman to fix the copy machine while Simone broke the copy machine. "Be sure to send Mike," she said into the phone, seeing him in her mind. "He knows this machine so well." She gave a thumbs up to the girls as she hung up the phone.

"Okay, who's next?" Simone said. "Oh, I know," she said as she ran to the water cooler. "Let's get the hottie who delivers the water to come by." She then proceeded to drink cup after cup of water in an effort to empty the bottle. "Uh, Simone. You can just pour the water out you know." Kendall said. "God, you'll spend the whole day in the bathroom." Simone rolled her eyes and motioned for Erin to help her lift the nearly-full bottle.

They got back just in time to see Mike the Repair Man step off of the elevator. Simone, Kendall, Babe, Erin and Dani all sighed in unison. Simone looked at him hungrily. Kendall casually led him to the copier and showed him the broken part. They all stared while Mike reached behind the machine to unplug it, then bent over the machine to begin the repairs. He looked up when the room fell silent to find five women staring at him. He gave them a weak smile and went back to his task.

They all pretended to be fascinated, until they heard the elevator open. Then they turned to see a man carrying two large bottles of water on his shoulders. Mike was forgotten as all eyes were on Water Cooler Guy. Simone, who was holding an empty glass, walked up to him as soon as he installed the first bottle. She filled her glass, then dumped it all over him. He gasped when the cold water hit his skin. Simone immediately went into action.

"Oh God! How clumsy of me," she cried. She reached for the top button on his shirt. "Here, let's get you out of that wet shirt," she said. Babe rushed over to offer her assistance, trying to dry the man's exposed chest. "It's okay," he said. "Happens all the time." He pulled away from the women and walked over to where Kendall sat waving a check. "Thank you, Mrs. Slater," he said over his shoulder as he turned to the elevator. He gave a final nod to the other women in the room, and he was gone.

Mike, who had replaced the part, watched the whole thing as he waited for Kendall to pay him for his services. She threw the pen on the floor and looked up at him innocently. "Oops. I dropped my pen. Will you get that for me please?" He handed her one from his pocket. She threw it beside the other one. "I don't know what's wrong with me today," she said sheepishly. He bent over and picked up both pens, handing one of them to Kendall. She smiled sweetly and issued his check. As he walked away she heard him mumble, "Man, I hate January 12."

When they were again alone, they erupted in laughter. "Okay, who's next?" Babe asked, picking up the phone. "I know, why don't we get Josh over here?" she said. Kendall rolled her eyes. "He's my brother, Babe." "Well he's not my brother," Simone said. "Call him." When he arrived 15 minutes later it was to find Erin lying on the floor. "What happened?" he asked. "I don't know Josh," Babe said. "She just passed out. She was fine a minute ago." "Why didn't you call 9-1-1?" he said as he knelt down beside her. "There's no time, Josh," Simone said. "You need to start CPR right now."

Josh leaned over and pinched Erin's nose closed and brought his lips to hers. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. "What the hell?" he said as he jerked away from her. "I'm next," Simone shouted above the sound of the women's laughter. "No, I am," Dani said. "Been there, done that," Babe said under her breath, but not under enough. "Well that can be said about any man we bring in here," Kendall snapped. "You should talk," Babe began, but stopped when Josh put his hand over her mouth. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said. He left a few minutes later, shaking his head at the group of crazy females. "I've gotta get me one of those calendars," he said.

Next into the lair was Ryan. He came to take Erin to lunch, and was surprised to find everybody staring at him. He checked his zipper and ran his hand through his hair, trying to figure out what was wrong. Erin came to the rescue. "We were just discussing scars, Ryan. Why don't you show them the one you got climbing that tree when you were a little boy," she said. "Huh? What scar?" he said. "Come on, Ryan. The one on your hip. Don't be shy. It's just us girls. I know you've got the best scar here. Show them. Go ahead, I won't look."

He looked totally confused as he unbuckled his pants. "There's no scar on my hip, Erin," he said, pulling up his shirt. "Which side?" he asked. "Right side," Erin yelled over her shoulder. She turned her back to him, not out of modesty, but so he wouldn't see her laughing. He pulled the waistband of his pants down on the left side, twisting to see the scar for himself. "Here honey, let me help you," Simone said. She pulled his shirt up and over his head. "Oh yeah, I see it. A little lower," she said, pulling on his pants.

When a laugh escaped Erin's lips, Ryan finally caught on. He jerked his pants back up and grabbed his shirt from the nearby desk. "Are you people crazy?" he said, eyes bulging. "Come on Erin, let's get out of here before these sex-starved women corrupt you." Erin shrugged and left with him.

"I'm starving, but not for sex," Kendall said. "I'm very satisfied in that department. Let's get some food, though." "How about we order a pizza," Dani said. "Maybe we'll get lucky and Luis will deliver it." Kendall shook her head. "Or maybe we'll get unlucky and Simon will. No, too risky." The whole group shuddered as Babe picked up the phone. "I've got an idea," she said.

Thirty minutes later Jamie stepped off the Fusion elevator carrying bags of takeout. Babe hurried to clear off a spot on the corner of the desk for him to put it on. "Thanks a lot, Jamie," she said. "You're a real lifesaver. We've been so busy today, going out for lunch wasn't an option." "Sure, no problem," he said amiably. "What's a brother-in-law for?" He smiled at the other ladies, but his smile faltered when he saw the way they were looking at him. "Boy, you guys really are hungry," he said nervously. "You have no idea," Simone said, her voice low and seductive.

Jamie glanced over at Kendall, who was licking her lips. Then he turned to Dani. Sweet, innocent Dani. She smiled as she stepped closer to him. Then she reached into one of the bags and pulled out a barbecued chicken sandwich. She took a huge bite, rolling her eyes and humming. "Oh my God," she said. "This is so good. Here, Jamie, you have to try it." She shoved the sandwich under his nose, forcing him to take a bite. Then she dropped the sandwich and watched while it slid down his shirt, leaving a trail of barbecue sauce.

Now it was sweet, innocent little Dani's turn to be sorry. "Oh no," she cried. "I'm so sorry, Jamie. Take that shirt off and let me run it under water before the stain sets," she said in a rush. She had him stripped clean before he could formulate a response. Simone came up to him with a wet paper towel and started wiping the sauce from his chest. He looked over at Babe, but she just winked at him. "Okay," he said as he stepped away from Simone. "I don't know what's going on in here, but I'm leaving. Keep the shirt," he said as he ran to the elevator.

As the afternoon wore on, the parade continued. Couriers were called. Delivery men were ogled. Everything that could be repaired was broken. Kendall was even surprised to see a beautiful bouquet of pink roses delivered to her by a hunk of beefcake. The flowers were from Zach, of course. But the beefcake was straight from heaven.

At three o'clock, Kendall brought in the big guns. Aidan Devane came strolling into the Fusion office like a man on a mission. "Okay, Kendall," he said, "where is it?" She stood to her feet and moved away from her desk. "If it's what I think it is, it's under my desk. I hope I haven't called you down here for nothing," she said sheepishly. "Don't worry about it," he said, taking off his jacket. "Better safe than sorry, right?" She nodded and watched him fall to his knees.

"Did you mention this to Zach?" he asked, looking up at her. "Oh no," she said quickly. "You know how he is. I didn't want to worry him until I knew for sure." "Well, if it is a bug, he'll have to be told." As soon as he began to crawl under the desk, Kendall motioned for the other girls to join her. They stood there enjoying the view while Aidan looked high and low for the the bug Kendall said she had seen.

"A-ha," he said suddenly. "You were right, Kendall. It is a bug." He climbed out from under the desk and was surprised to see all the Fusion girls lined up in a row staring at him. "What's going on?" he said suspiciously. "Nothing," Kendall said easily. "Why do you ask?" Aidan looked back and forth between the women, but said nothing. "What do you want me to do about this?" he asked Kendall as he held up the bug. "Give it to me," she said, holding her hand out. He hesitated.

"Now Kendall, Zach needs to know about this," he said. Kendall looked disgruntled. "Of course he does, Aidan," she said. "I don't keep secrets from my husband. Just sit down a minute and let me call him," she said. Aidan noticed a look pass between Kendall and Simone, then he saw Simone walk away. He turned his attention back to Kendall and waited to see what Zach wanted him to do. He saw movement out of the corner of his eye just before he got a lap full of lukewarm tea.

He jumped to his feet as he yelled. Kendall quietly hung up the phone right in the middle of the movie listings. She watched while Simone and Erin fought with Aidan over his pants. They were sure they needed to come off. He was sure it wasn't necessary. He looked over Simone's shoulder and saw the calendar on the wall. He straightened up as a huge smile spread across his face. He started wagging his finger at them as he laughed. "You girls are naughty," he said. He looked over at Kendall, who was smiling wickedly. "So where'd you get the fake bug," he asked. "Oh, it's not fake. My husband has staff," she said in response to his raised eyebrow.

Luckily he was a good sport. He just laughed as he headed for the exit. He was just about to step onto the elevator, but his way was blocked by a huge cardboard cake. He looked over at the ladies, but nobody was paying him any attention. He squeezed in behind the cake and rolled it out of the elevator and into the entrance of Fusion. "Special delivery, girls," he said. "It's a bit heavy." Then he boarded the elevator and was gone.

"What on earth is that?" Babe asked. She looked around the room at each of her co-workers, but nobody was claiming responsibility. "Don't look at me," Kendall said. "Not me," Dani said. "Nope," Simone said, "but I could sure go for some cake right now." Erin just shook her head and stared. Music suddenly filled the air. The girls watched in horror as the top of the cake popped open. When the confetti cleared, they could see someone standing inside the cake. "Del! What the hell are you doing in that cake?" Kendall shrieked. "How did you get here? Who sent you?"

Kendall turned to see everyone staring at her. "I didn't do this," she said, still astounded to find her former lover standing in the middle of Fusion wearing nothing more than a pair of silk boxers and a party hat. "My God, Del, it's the middle of January," Kendall said. "Put some clothes on." "Now, now, don't be too hasty," Simone said loudly. "Don't be a buzzkill, Mrs. Slater," she said. Kendall threw up her hands and went to her desk while the other ladies swarmed around the clueless naked man in the cardboard cake. She heard Simone saying something about licking the frosting, but she tried not to listen. That's why she didn't hear the elevator doors open again.

"And here I thought you ladies were hard at work." Kendall jumped at the sound of Zach's voice. She looked up to see him staring at the bare-chested buffoon in the cardboard cake with a bemused expression on his face. Kendall ran to him and grabbed his hand, pulling him away from the crowd of giggling females. "This is a surprise," she said as she wrapped her arms around him. "I guess it is," he said. "You clearly were not expecting me." They both turned back to the cake.

"Oh, that? It's nothing," Kendall stammered. "I mean, I don't even know where it came from." She rubbed the back of her neck, too much of a coward to make eye contact with Zach. When she did, she saw it. He was smiling at her, knowingly. She shook her head. He nodded. She poked him in the chest. "Zach Slater! You did this?" she said incredulously. "Sure. It is Feast of Fabulous Wild Men Day," he said. "Did you forget to check your calendar?"

Kendall jumped into his arms and kissed him again and again. "You know me too well," she said, laughing. "Mmmm hmmm," he said. "Did you get the flowers?" Her eyes widened. "Him too?" she asked. "Why not? All he delivered was flowers, right?" he said, his voice suddenly lower. "Of course," she said. "Now, since you're the one who ordered the cake, does that mean I can have a piece?" she asked with a wicked gleam in her eye. He shook his head. "Not a chance." He picked her purse up off the desk and handed it to her.

"Make Your Dreams Come True Day isn't until tomorrow," he said as they headed for the elevator. She pulled on his hand to stop him. When he turned to her she kissed him. "All my dreams have already come true, Zach," she said. "Mmmm hmmm," he growled as he pulled her into his arms for a real kiss. That's when Simone looked up and noticed Zach for the first time. "Look girls," she said. "Kendall brought another course for our feast." Now it was Zach's turn to be leered at. Kendall stepped in front of him.

"No way. This is a private feast. I better not see any of you come near my husband with anything to eat or drink. No dropping pencils or fainting. Got it?" she said. Zach did a double take when she mentioned the pencils. "You ladies have been busy, huh?" he said. When he glanced over at Simone, Babe, Erin and Dani he froze, then took a step back. He didn't like the way they were looking at him. He felt like raw meat in a lion's den. He looked over his shoulder to see where Del was, but he was nowhere to be found.

He grabbed Kendall's hand and pulled her to the elevator. As they waited for the doors to close so they could make their escape, Kendall asked, "So what did you say to Del to get him in the cake?" "I said, 'get in the cake, Del,'" he answered. Kendall rolled her eyes and sighed. "Why him?" Kendall said as the doors started to close. "Nobody else would wear the hat."

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Oh this was hilarious, 9K.  I am having a not-so-great morning and needed a laugh  

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Feast of Fabulous Wild Men Day

 

Oh, YES!  Why couldn't I work in an office like that.  I may be old but I'm far from being dead!!!!!

 

Thanks 9K!

 

9K, This was great!  It leaves us all with a big smile on our faces!  Your imagination is fantastic and keeps all the people in their soap character.  I can just see Del coming out of the cake.  Excellent!

 

Thanks for the the BIG smile!  Great way to start the day.

 

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Kendall asked, "So what did you say to Del to get him in the cake?" "I said, 'get in the cake, Del,'" he answered. Kendall rolled her eyes and sighed. "Why him?" Kendall said as the doors started to close. "Nobody else would wear the hat."

Oh Karen, I'm laughing so hard right now my sides hurt.  This matter of fact answer is just so very Zach!  ROFL...thanks for a much needed laugh today. 


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Thanks, 9K....fun read for a rainy Saturday night!  Very enjoyable..

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Okay, this is a bit long, but it's kind of a two-fer. I know y'all won't mind.

National Popcorn Day

Kendall rubbed her temples as she looked around the room. Something wasn't right, and she couldn't figure it out. The Fusion offices were more chaotic than normal, putting everyone on edge. Everyone except Bianca. She floated around the room like a woman who didn't sweat, trying to keep tempers from flaring.

"Come on everybody," Bianca said. "I know it's crazy, but we have to keep our focus. And our sense of humor," she added when Babe grumbled something under her breath. While Bianca danced around with the proverbial cartoon bluebird on her shoulder, calm and breezy, Dani stalked across the floor like a woman possessed. One minute she was slamming the file cabinets, the next she was copying and collating presentations for their next meeting.

Babe lumbered across the room somberly, complaining because the coffee was gone. "Dammit," she groaned, "why didn't the person who emptied the pot make some more? Jesus, it's like working with children," she huffed. "Oh, why do I bother?" She stopped to pick up the belt from her sweater for the tenth time that morning, angrily shoving it back through the belt loops. "What's wrong with this stupid thing," she muttered as she moped away.

Kendall turned when she heard the elevator doors open and watched as Zarf came bounding into the room, full of energy and noise. The last two things Kendall was in the mood for. She closed her eyes against the onslaught and waited for the earth to swallow her up. "Calgon take me away," she said to herself. But the earth wasn't cooperating, and neither was Calgon.

Before she could turn in her chair Zarf was upon her. "Good morning, Miss Kendall," he said cheerily. "Oh dear, you don't look happy. Is there no sunshine in your world today?" Kendall opened her eyes to find him hovering six inches from her face. She rolled backwards and threw up her hands. "Way too close there, Zarfy. Take your aura over there, if you don't mind," she said, waving him off.

"Now, Kendall," Bianca said as she came to stand beside Zarf, "there's no reason to be nasty. Zarf is just trying to be nice. Personally, I like his enthusiasm." "Personally, you can have it," Kendall grumbled. "Just take it away from me." Bianca frowned at Kendall before turning to Zarf. "I was just about to go out to the roof deck and get a little fresh air. Who wants to come with me?" she said with a smile. "Me," Zarf cried as he bounced up and down.

Kendall watched as the two of them headed for the roof. She still couldn't put her finger on what was out of kilter. She shook her head and returned to the work in front of her, praying the day would pass quickly. She had a sudden longing to see her husband and son.

As if on cue, her phone rang. She knew by the ring exactly who it was. "How did you know?" she said into the phone. "Most people just say hello," she heard Zach say. "How did I know what?" Kendall sighed, feeling better already. "How did you know how much I needed to hear your voice?" she replied. "Oh God, not again," she said before he could answer.

She looked up to see Zarf and Bianca coming back into the room, their clothes and hair all windblown. "Wow, it's really blustery out there," Bianca said as she ran her fingers through her hair. Zarf hopped over to the desk and brought back a mirror for Bianca. "What's wrong?" Zach asked. "Nothing," Kendall said with a sigh, "just watching these two flutter in on fairy's wings." She heard Zach laugh softly in her ear.

"Why bother," Babe said as she picked up her belt for the eleventh time. Kendall shot her a look, but said nothing. "Zach, are you free for lunch??" Kendall asked. "I really need to get out of here." "Hang on, honey. I'm on my way." That's when it hit Kendall. Honey. The busy bee with no time to waste. The annoying bouncing buffoon. The mopey jackass. The blustery day.

Kendall pulled out her calendar and her mouth fell open at what she saw. January 18, Winnie the Pooh Day. "Too weird," she said aloud as she once again scanned the room. "Rabbit, Tigger, Eeyore ... Dani, Zarf, Babe" she mumbled as she pointed to her co-workers. "That's it, I'm outta here. Um, Christopher Robin," she said to Bianca as she grabbed her purse," I'm gonna wait for Zach downstairs."

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Kendall awoke the next morning feeling relieved. No more cartoon characters in the office today. She'd checked her calendar and knew it was safe to get out of bed. Besides, she had plans for the day. Big plans. She went through her usual routine so Zach wouldn't suspect anything. She wanted to surprise him for a change. She hadn't forgotten the cake full of Del that he'd sent last week. Now it was her turn.

She waited for Zach to leave, then she put her plan in motion. She had several stops to make and she wanted to give herself plenty of time. First stop, the party store. She had arranged to rent a commercial-grade popcorn popper, the kind you'd find in movie theaters or at carnivals. Today was National Popcorn Day and she wanted to do it right. She wanted it fresh, hot, and not from the microwave.

Next stop was the movie store. She'd called ahead and asked the clerk to set aside his three most popular sports movies, especially anything with hockey. She paid for the movies and left, never even reading the titles. What difference did it make to her. She was just gonna snuggle up next to Zach on the couch and watch whatever it was. It wasn't about the movie, it was about spending time with her husband.

After a few more stops, including a toy store to pick Spike up a belated Winnie The Pooh Day gift, namely a stuffed Pooh, and a quick trip to the grocery store for Zach's belated Winnie the Pooh Day gift, namely a jar of honey, Kendall was on her way back home. She gave Spike his new toy, fed him a messy lunch and packed up his diaper bag. "Okay, my precious boy, we're off to see the wizard," she said as she headed for the door. She stopped suddenly, "No, wait. Wouldn't Ryan be the tin man? Well, I guess he does have a little bit of a heart," she said, tilting her head the way she'd seen Zach do so many times. She chewed on her lip for a second, then brightened. "Of course, the scarecrow!"

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Zach walked into the front door of his house and was immediately assaulted by two things. The breathtaking sight of his beautiful wife. And the breathtaking scent of burned popcorn. "Kendall?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around her. He pulled back and gave her a quick kiss, questioning her with his eyes. He threw his head back and took a deep breath. Too deep. He choked on the smoke that was already causing his eyes to water. He walked over to the door and opened it, swinging it back and forth to create a breeze. Then he turned back to Kendall and waited.

"It was supposed to be a surprise, Zach. You know, for National Popcorn Day. But I didn't count on the popcorn popper being so tricky," she said, avoiding his gaze. Zach tilted her face up and looked into her eyes. She looked so sweet to him at that moment, this beautiful woman who wanted to surprise him. It was more than he could resist. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her until he felt her relax against him.

"Popcorn Day, huh?" he said. "Please tell me Del's not gonna pop out of a giant popcorn bag." Kendall gave him a sideways glance and laughed. "Nope. No Del. But I did consider filling the tub with popcorn. Too uncomfortable." She grinned. He nodded, eyebrow arched and lips pursed, as if he was picturing it.

"Anyway," Kendall said, interrupting his thoughts, "I thought we'd do the whole popcorn and movie thing. Just the two of us. But I choked on the popcorn. No pun intended," she added when she saw the gleam in his eye. She poked him and tried to work up a pitiful pout. He smiled and kissed her again before leading her to the couch.

"Tell you what," he said, "let me change my clothes and then we'll try the popcorn thing again, okay?" He watched Kendall's eyes travel down the length of his body and back up again. He forgot to breath. "I will need clothes, won't I, Kendall? Just what kind of movies did you get?" he teased. Kendall pulled herself together and looked him in the eye. "I was just wondering if you'd need any help," she said. Zach held out his hand to her and they disappeared into the bedroom with Kendall telling him about the Winnie the Pooh Day gift she'd brought him.

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"Now about that popcorn," Zach said as he leaned over the machine. "Forget it, Zach," Kendall said behind him. "I don't have any more to pop anyway. Let's just forget the whole thing." Zach drummed his fingers on the counter while he thought. "Not a chance. We just need a backup plan. Kendall saw his face light up as he grabbed the key off the hook by the refrigerator and headed out the front door.

She watched him walk across the courtyard, knock on Ryan's door, and then enter his condo using the key. Two minutes later he was back with a box of microwave popcorn. "How did you know?" Kendall asked as she watched him replace the key. "I was a bachelor myself once," Zach said with a smile, "a long, long, long time ago." Kendall wrapped her arms around his waist and squeezed. "The Dark Ages," she muttered into his chest. "Damn right," he said as he buried his face in her hair.

Ten minutes later they were sitting on the couch wrapped around each other, a large bowl of popcorn between them. Kendall let Zach pick the first movie ... the hockey one, of course. She was surprised that she got sucked into it so quickly. Zach's enthusiasm was contagious. He was like a little kid, screaming at the screen. Even though they both knew the U.S. team would win in the end, they were still oddly emotional. "That was great," Zach said as he peeled himself away from Kendall and went to put in another movie.

"I think you'll like this one," Zach said as he refilled her glass. "Beer and popcorn," she sighed, "you make everything romantic, Zach." "No, you do," he replied, kissing her temple. Kendall settled herself against him and waited for the movie to start. "This is nice," she said softly. "Mmmm hmmm," he growled. Kendall was watching the screen, but Zach was watching Kendall, waiting for recognition to dawn.

Kendall bolted upright. Then she turned wide eyes to Zach before turning back to the television. She continued to look back and forth, waiting for her brain to function again. Zach chuckled as he paused the dvd. He pulled her back up against him and held her. "Ready?" he asked after a few minutes. He felt her nod, so he started the movie again.

Kendall watched as the story of their life together played out on the screen in front of her. It started with pictures of Kendall as a young girl, along with some grainy, shaky video footage of birthdays and holidays. There was even a little bit of Zach's childhood represented by photos, newspaper clippings and video. The pictures carried them through to adulthood, both with some missing years.

Then it began to chronicle their time together. Surveillance video from Vegas. Photos, news articles, video footage of any and all public events they attended. Miranda Center opening. Casino opening. Florida. New Beginnings party. The fire. Personal photos of private moments. Thanksgiving. Christmas. New Year's. The Mardi Gras Ball. On and on it went. The good times and bad times of their relationship set to music.

Kendall wiped away tears of joy when she saw her son being born and tears of sorrow when she saw what Zach went through to make it happen. She was totally blown away by the amazing man sitting beside her. This man who already meant so much to her, who continued to surprise her over and over again, who somehow managed to always give her the world.

When the music stopped and the journey was over, Kendall climbed on to Zach's lap and looked into his eyes. "How? Why?" she asked, but stopped when the urge to kiss him was just too strong. She wanted to wait because she knew one kiss wouldn't be enough. It would lead to another and another. But first she wanted to know how he'd done this incredible thing. "Amazing," she said as her lips met his.

"It was supposed to be a Christmas present," Zach said when she pulled away. "But it wasn't ready in time, so I thought I'd save it for Valentine's Day. Silly me, I never even thought about National Popcorn Day," he said dryly. He gently wiped the tears from her face with his large hands. "Seemed like a good time," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"It was perfect," Kendall said. "You're perfect. Where did you get all that stuff?" Zach pushed Kendall's head back down on his shoulder. "From everywhere. I've had people scouring society pages, making phone calls, internet research, you name it. A lot of the pictures of you as a little girl came from Myrtle. Apparently The Harts kept in touch with your grandmother. They sent her photos, report cards, that kind of stuff."

Kendall's head popped back up. "I never knew that," she said. "How come Myrtle never told me?" "Myrtle is a woman with a lot of secrets, Kendall. I'm sure she had her reasons," Zach said as he stood up, taking her with him. "Or maybe you never asked." "And you did?" Kendall said softly. "Yes, I did. I wanted to know everything there was to know about Kendall Hart," he said. "Kendall Slater," she corrected with a yawn.

"Busy day, huh? You must be tired," he said when she yawned again. "You must be crazy," she returned. "I'm not the slightest bit tired, at least not yet," she said as she ran her hand through his hair. "You can't do something so sweet, so romantic, so perfect and think you're just gonna roll over and go to sleep," she said indignantly. "I can't?" he said. "Uh-uh," she continued. "You owe me, Zach. Your surprise trumped mine, so now I get to make it up to you." "You do? Is there any of that honey left?" he said, as he entered the bedroom, kicking the door closed behind him, the smell of burnt popcorn long forgotten.

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"Zach," Kendall said softly much later that night. She was lying in his arms, her face pressed against his shoulder, her hand splayed on his stomach. "Did I say thank you?" she asked. "You just did," he said sleepily. "Did I say I love you?" she asked in a louder voice. He grunted. "Yes, you did. Once earlier tonight and twice since we came to bed." She punched him, then kissed him.

"Did I tell you how much I love you?" Zach asked after a few minutes of silence. "Yes. Ten times a day, every day, in a thousand different ways," she said. She kissed him again and then settled back against him. He pulled her closer and let out a long, contented breath. And then they both drifted off to sleep with a smile on their face.

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Thanks for the fun chapter 9K.  Now that things are getting very serious on the show, it is nice to read some light-hearted stuff about the Slaters.  It definitely wasn't too long though.  I am looking forward to the next one now.


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9k, loved it! Thanks for the heads up on National Popcorn Day- my husband will really appreciate it. 

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Oh, 9K, the tears are still in my eyes!  You are just too gifted!  I wish you would become a writer of novels.  I'd buy every book your pen could produce!  You are so descriptive.  You put the reader in the scenes.  Man! You ARE GOOD!!

 

You have me going in a different directions with the movies!  Since Kendall didn't pay any attention to the movies she picked up, I was expecting a movie like "Debbie Does Dallas!"  Oops!  You see where my mind goes!  LOL

 

Thanks ever so much for the beautiful start of my day!

 

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Fantastic, 9K.   Thoroughly enjoyed this...and when it comes to Kendall and Zach, your "minis" can never be too long!  Thanks for sharing.

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Thanks for sharing 9K. Your Zach and Kendall stories are delightful and fun. You bring humor and romance to every one of them and that's what makes them enjoyable.


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Please update soon!  This fic is so darn good!  Loved the last chapter!

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Escape Day

Kendall awoke with a start when she felt her body lurch. She looked up directly into the eyes of her husband, who was watching her. "What was that?' she asked sleepily. "Pothole," he replied. She nodded, yawned, and snuggled closer to him. That's when she realized he was fully dressed. Pothole! "Wait a minute," she said. What pothole? And why are you wearing a suit in bed?" She sat up then, finally noticing her surroundings. It was the middle of the night, and she was sleeping in her husband's arms in the back of a limo. "What's going on here, Zach?" she asked. He gave her a quick kiss and pressed her head back down on his shoulder before answering. "Today is Escape Day, so we decided to help you escape." "We," she said, eying him suspiciously. "Sure, me and Spike."

Kendall jerked up and turned to look at her sleeping son. "Zach!" she cried, then quickly lowered her voice. "You brought Spike home," she whispered as she covered her husband's face with kisses. "You're so amazing. How did you ever get Ryan to go along with it?" "He didn't." Kendall looked again at her precious son, then gave her full attention to Zach. "Did you steal him?" she asked, a wicked gleam in her eye. Zach smiled and pulled her back against him. "Kendall, how can I steal him? He's yours. I merely liberated him. Besides, I left a note." Kendall hugged him fiercely. "Thank you, Zach," she said. Then she noticed her own attire. She, too, was fully dressed, right down to the stilettos.

"Um, Zach," she said as she ran a finger over his chest, "how did I get dressed?" He flashed his eyes at her and smiled, but said nothing. "Okay, so how did you do it without waking me up?" Again, just a smile. "God, you didn't drug me, did you?" she asked. He was still looking at her very intently, but he was no longer smiling. "Drugs are for amateurs and sociopaths," he said, shaking his head. "Sorry," she whispered softly. "I just can't believe you dragged me all the way out here without me waking up."

He buried his hand in her hair and brought her face close to his. "I didn't drag, I carried. And all I had to do was hold you close and breathe, and you slept like a baby," he said into her ear. She felt herself drifting away. The sound of his voice and the feel of his warm breath was hypnotic. She jerked away from him again. "So now I'm putty in your hands?" she said indignantly while he laughed. "Maybe. But is that such a bad thing?" he countered. She took another quick peek at her still-sleeping son before settling back in Zach's arms. "Do it again," she said, smiling as she drifted back to sleep.

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Kendall awoke with a start an hour later. This time she was in the passenger seat of Zach's silver Mercedes. Zach was driving and Spike was strapped into his car seat behind them. Only this time he was awake. She realized Zach was holding her hand, even while she slept. She had an overwhelming urge to throw her arms around her husband and kiss him breathless, but he was otherwise occupied. "Don't look at me like that, Kendall," he said, his low voice echoing in the car. "We won't be there for another 15 minutes." She brought his hand to her lips and kissed each knuckle. Then she opened his hand and kissed his palm. "So, where are we going?" she asked innocently as she took one of his fingers into her mouth, laughing when she heard his sharp intake of breath. "Kendall," he groaned as he tried to pull his hand from her grasp. She shook her head and moved to the next finger. Zach stopped the car in the middle of the deserted street and pulled Kendall to him for a kiss. When he felt her go limp in his arms, he pulled back. He looked into her eyes and was arrogantly pleased by what he saw. She was dazed and disoriented, and very disgruntled. She tried to pull him back to her, but he wouldn't budge. He responded to her protruding lower lip with a quick kiss, then he sped away. "Fifteen minutes," he said.

"Okay," she sighed, "then tell me where we're going. We've been in the car for a long time, but I can see that we're still in Pine Valley." Zach re-claimed Kendall's hand before answering. "We went to the airport in the limo, bought tickets to Aspen and are now on a plane headed to Colorado. At least that's what anybody who comes looking for us will think. But I didn't really want to go too far from home. If there's a break in the case, I want us to be close by." Kendall rested her head on the back of her seat. "God, Zach, I'd almost forgotten. For a few precious minutes, there was no Satin Slayer, no Ryan hijacking our son, no dead friends and no bankrupt Fusion." She squeezed his hand. "All it took was some time alone with you and Spike, and my whole world went back to normal. "That's the idea," he said. "Escape Day, remember? We are both going to spend one day escaping everything and everyone but each other and Spike."

Kendall turned to look at Spike. She ached to hold him, but knew she would have to wait. She reached back and ran her hand over his soft face, stroked his soft hair, all the while telling him how much she missed him and how lucky he was to have a daddy like Zach. How lucky they both were. She glanced up when she felt the car slow and watched as Zach pulled into the driveway of their new home ... Kendall's dream house. He watched as recognition spread across her face, then he held up the keys and smiled. "Ours?" she asked. "Ours," he said as he pulled the car forward into the garage and lowered the door. They were now safe in their own home, the cares of the world all locked outside.

Kendall jumped when she heard Zach open her door. She'd been staring at the house and never noticed he'd parked the car and got out. After helping her out, Zach went to the back seat for Spike. As soon As he was where Kendall could reach him, she drew him into her arms, blankets and all. Zach stood quietly and watched while Kendall cried over the son she missed so much. She cooed and cried while Spike patted her shoulder, laughing when she covered his face with kisses. Zach pulled Kendall into his side, kissed the top of her head, and led his family inside. Once inside, he activated the alarm, called to be sure Bruno and Otto were in position on the grounds, and escaped into the world of familial bliss.

"Oh my God, Zach!" Kendall cried when she removed the blankets from around Spike. "What on earth is he wearing?" "What?" he said casually, taking in the boy's black and white striped outfit. "It's standard issue. Probably got it from the warden." She turned to him, a huge grin on her face, and squeezed Spike even tighter. "You're daddy," she began, but stopped when she felt Zach's hand on her shoulder. "Are you sure you should keep calling me daddy in front of him? The boy is too young to understand." Kendall knew he was trying to honor the agreement she and Ryan had made about Spike, and she knew he would never try to take Ryan's place in Spike's life. But, as far as she was concerned, Zach was Spike's father in every sense of the word.

She handed Spike to Zach and took in the sight of the two of them together. She watched the way Spike responded to Zach. The way he touched his face and waited for Zach to talk to him. She knew Spike loved Zach as much as she did, and as much as he loved Ryan. "You, Zach Slater, are Spike's father. You will not be 'Step-Daddy Zach' or 'Mommie's husband' or any other alternate title. Spike is a lucky boy because he has two fathers ... you and Ryan. You are not on the outside looking in where he's concerned. You gave me my son and you gave us both a home full of love and laughter. Ryan gave me a sperm sample. Please don't forget that, because I plan to be sure Ryan never does." Zach nodded, the tears in his eyes replaced by laughter at the determined look on Kendall's face. She would never forgive Ryan for taking her son from her. And Zach knew he'd never forgive himself because she had to choose.

Kendall, reading the changes in his face, knew exactly where his thoughts had gone. "You didn't make me choose, Zach. Ryan did. And you and I will make sure he regrets it for the rest of his pitiful life. In fact, he's the one who better escape, while he still can!" she said emphatically. She visibly shuddered, then waved her arms in front of her in a move that looked very much like her mother. "Enough about Ryan."

Zach took her by the hand and led her up the stairs. "So you're ready for your escape?" he asked. Kendall trailed behind him until they reached the last door at the end of the hallway - the master bedroom suite. Zach moved to stand behind her as she opened the door. She looked into the room, squealed, then launched herself at her husband. He managed to shift Spike to one side just as Kendall attached herself to the other. "You don't like it?" he teased. She kissed him and Spike and then stood in the doorway, taking in every detail.

There was a fireplace on the opposite wall, complete with a white marble mantel and a white bearskin rug in front. On one side of the room stood a huge four-poster bed covered with a soft, snowy-white comforter and piles of pillows. On the other side there was a small table covered in a white damask tablecloth that matched the upholstered chairs. There were white candles everywhere, and every kind of white flower Kendall could imagine, their fragrance filling the room. In the corner next to the bed was a crib for Spike, also done in white. There were tiny white lights strung all over the ceiling and huge floor-to-ceiling screens, painted with snow-covered landscapes, were positioned around the room. It took Kendall's breath away and made her want to cry at the same time. She watched as Zach built up the fire, then lit every single candle. The effect was spectacular.

"We're in Aspen, remember?" Zach said from behind her. "You might be in Aspen, but I'm in heaven," she countered. He pulled her up against his chest and they stood there in peaceful silence, enjoying each other's warmth, until Spike let it be known he was hungry. "Okay, I guess it's time for a little breakfast," Zach laughed. "Like mother, like son."  "Breakfast?" Kendall said, suddenly remembering how long it had been since she'd eaten. "Did you hire a cook?" she asked. Zach just shook his head as he left the room. Kendall stood motionless, waiting to see what he had up his sleeve. She knew with Zach, anything was possible.

He breezed into the room five minutes later carrying a silver tray in his hands and a white rose in his teeth. He stopped in front of Kendall and leaned forward, waiting for her to take the rose. She did, but he continued to lean forward, as if waiting for something. She laughed, kissed him, then watched him walk to the table and deposit the tray. "Okay, let's see what we've got here," she said, pulling up a chair. She settled Spike on her lap and watched as Zach uncovered two plates filled with bacon, eggs, pancakes and fresh fruit. And one bottle. He picked up the bottle and handed it to Kendall. "A very good year," he said dryly.

When Spike reached up to put his hand on the bottle, Kendall saw something on his wrist. She pulled up his sleeve and saw KS050406 written in black ink. She looked at Zach, who just shrugged. "Standard issue," he said. Kendall laughed as she studied her son's tiny arm. When she realized the significance of the numbers, she wanted to weep. She looked at Zach again, this time with tears in her eyes. "You never forget a single detail," she said dreamily. "Not the ones that matter," he replied as he kissed her softly.

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"This is the best Escape Day I've ever had," Kendall said later as she and Zach stood in front of the fireplace. The morning had been spent playing with Spike, who was trying his best to learn to crawl. They knew it wouldn't be long before they'd be chasing him all over the place. He was now asleep, worn out from his adventures on the ice with Zach. As they stood in the silence of the room, listening to him breath, they both realized how much they needed Spike to come home. He was a constant reminder of all that was good in the world. All that was pure and simple and sweet. Zach knew that nobody could protect him better than he and Kendall could. He looked at Kendall and knew she was thinking the same thing. He simply nodded and Kendall let out a sigh of relief. She knew her baby was home to stay.

She walked into Zach's open arms and held on tight. There was no need for words - no need to thank him. She knew that this was one of the very few times when she wasn't his sole motivation. He was ready to take on Ryan if he had to, but not just for her. He needed Spike, too. And he was still learning just how much. She took his face in her hands and looked into his eyes. "That's what I've been trying to tell you, Zach. You are Spike's father. His daddy, his pops, his old man, whatever he ends up calling you."

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. "Old man, huh?' he muttered as he pulled her up against him and deepened the kiss. "Well, not too old," she giggled as he lifted her in his arms. He started to walk to the bed, but she pulled on his hair until he stopped. He followed her gaze to the bearskin rug. "Really?" he asked. She nodded. He growled as he lowered her to the ground and then came down on top of her. It would be the first of many growls.

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Kendall awoke with a start, once again dazed and disoriented. But definitely not disgruntled. Zach was sitting on the side of the bed, Spike in his arms, reading softly from a "Sports Illustrated for Kids" magazine. Kendall watched her son become as hypnotized by Zach's voice as she did. "Like mother, like son," she said as she settled herself beside them. Zach looked at her, eyebrow raised, but she didn't explain. Maybe Zach didn't need to know just how much power he had over her. But of course, he already did. How else had he managed to take her from her own bed without her knowing it. Oh yeah, he owned her, body and soul. And he knew it. She decided for the millionth time that she was the luckiest woman in the world.

She looked over at the rug and remembered how they had spent their afternoon. "Yep, the luckiest woman in the world," she said under her breath. When she looked back, it was to find Zach still watching her. The smile in his eyes told her he was once again reading her thoughts. "You know, lucky girl," he said as he put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, "we're keeping the rug." Kendall blushed, smiled and then kissed the man who had given her the last thing on earth she thought she'd find ... a place to hide. A place to escape to when life got hard. And in that moment she knew that no matter what life or Ryan Lavery tried to throw at them, they would be able to handle it. They had each other and they were home.


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9K, that was fun.

Thank you so much for putting Ryan in his place.

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Aww, 9K, have I ever told you I love you?  LOL  You are beautiful.  You have to be.  Your warmth and love oozes throughout your stories.  They are inspiring!

 

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Okay, I'm a little late here. Lame Duck Day was actually yesterday, but sometimes RL just won't wait.

Lame Duck Day

Zach stood in front of the mirror, knees bent slightly so he could see to straighten his tie. He was so intent on what he was doing, he didn't notice that he wasn't the only one in the room. So when a long arm snaked over his shoulder and pulled him back, he gasped. Then he smiled as he turned to face his beautiful wife.

"Didn't hear you come in," he said as he lowered his mouth to hers. "Didn't want you to," she replied softly, returning the kiss. "So today's the big day?" she asked as she wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his shoulder. "Mmmm hmmm," he answered, holding her tightly against him. "You should know, it's been circled on your calendar for weeks."

Kendall laughed and tried to pull away from him, but he didn't release her. "Not yet," he whispered. So she stood there, breathing him in, until he was ready to let her go. She wasn't afraid about what the day would bring, but she was a little nervous. Ryan was a loose cannon, she knew that. And there was no way to know how he would react. Or if he would retaliate.

She wanted so much to go with Zach, but she didn't ask. Putting him on the spot would only make the situation more tense. She would play the dutiful wife this time and wait for him to come home and tell her all about it. She smiled up at him when he released her, wishing he would stay with her a little longer. With all that was going on in their lives, alone time was rare and precious. As usual, he knew exactly what she was thinking.

"I have to go, Kendall," he said. He leaned down and kissed her again before turning back to the mirror. "How do I look?" he asked. "Beautiful, same as always," she said with a wistful smile. He caught her eye in the mirror and gave her a disgruntled look. "Men are handsome, Kendall. Not beautiful." She stuck her chin out and walked around to stand in front of him. "Maybe some men are handsome," she said with authority, "but you, Zach Slater, are so much more than that. You are beautiful. Don't pretend you don't know it," she challenged.

He laughed as he pulled her into his arms again. "No, beautiful is green eyes and brown curly hair," he said, "and soft white skin and long legs that wrap-" He stopped when Kendall put her hand over his mouth. "Okay, mister. Stop right there. Didn't you say you were leaving? Don't start something you won't finish." He kissed her hard on the mouth and then held her at arms length while he looked her up and down.

"Is that what you're wearing?" he asked casually, then watched as her eyes grew bigger. "Zach," she began her voice hopeful, "you mean ... I can ... you're taking me with you?" He tilted his head and looked at her. "Of course you're coming, Kendall. That is, if you ever get dressed." Zach grunted when Kendall threw herself into his chest, nearly knocking him off balance. "All I need is five minutes," she said as she ran across the room. "That would be a first," Zach said under his breath. "I heard that," she called from the recesses of her closet. "But I'll let you have that one."

She walked out and stood in the doorway looking at him. "Thank you, Zach, for not leaving me behind." "You're welcome, now go ... go!" he repeated when she continued to stare at him. He watched as she hurried into the bathroom, wild curls flying. He glanced down at his watch. "Okay, let's just see how long five minutes takes," he said to the empty room.

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"Mr. Lavery?" Ryan jerked up when he heard his name called, wiping the moisture from his chin. He wondered, as he often did, how he could drool so much, yet still have such dry lips. "Yes, Margaret," he said into the intercom. "Mr. Lavery?" the voice said again, a little louder this time. Ryan mashed a different button and repeated, "Yes, Margaret." "Ah, there you are," Margaret said. "There is a Mr. Sla-" she began, but stopped when the man walked past her and into her boss's office. Ryan jumped when the door opened and looked up to see Zach and Kendall staring at him.

He sat up and straightened his tie, then watched as Kendall said something behind her hand to Zach and giggled. Zach's eyes went to Ryan's hair, but his expression never changed. Kendall said something else Ryan couldn't hear and Zach shrugged. Then Kendall walked over to Ryan and pulled a bright pink post-it note from the side of his head. She handed the note to Ryan and resumed her place next to her husband.

Ryan cleared his throat in an attempt to cover his embarrassment then motioned for his guests to sit down. "You should look into a stapler," Zach said as he held Kendall's chair, moving it closer to his. "Paper clips leave a mark." He pointed to the side of Ryan's face, then smiled when Ryan turned his face away from them.

"What brings you two by?" Ryan said in what he hoped was a casual voice. He realized his mouth was dry and knew he wasn't going to be able to get through the conversation without something to drink. But he was hesitant to get out of his chair. Zach, always a step ahead, walked over to the bar and poured himself and Ryan a drink. "Here," he said as he held the whiskey out to Ryan, who took a large gulp and nearly choked. Kendall offered him the water Zach had brought her and stood over him, hitting him on the back, while he drank it.

"Good stuff," Ryan rasped when he could speak again. "Uh huh," Zach said, placing his now empty glass on the corner of Ryan's desk. "Now let's get down to business. We didn't come here for the floor show."

"Business? What business?" Ryan asked, looking back and forth between Zach and Kendall. It occurred to him that Zach had helped Kendall perfect her poker face. Neither of them gave anything away. "Kendall?" he said when the silence became uncomfortable. He knew Zach was enjoying watching him squirm, although his expression was one of total boredom. Damn him, Ryan thought to himself and was surprised to see Zach raise an eyebrow.

"Look, I've got a lot of work to do. So if you don't need anything ..." his voice faltered when he saw Zach look at his watch. "Expecting someone?" Ryan asked. Zach nodded, but still said nothing. He was thoroughly enjoying Ryan's discomfort. "Kendall, what the hell is going on here?" Ryan said through gritted teeth. "Don't swear at my wife," Zach said, his voice low and threatening. "Sorry," Ryan said nervously, turning back to Kendall with a quizzical expression.

"Don't look at me, Ryan," she said. "This is Zach's meeting." Ryan watched as she slipped her hand into her husband's and looked at him like he was a god. It disgusted him. Zach Slater, of all people, didn't deserve a woman like Kendall. He knew Zach didn't know how to treat a fiery, high-strung woman like her. He probably let her walk all over him.

His thoughts were interrupted by a voice calling his name. "Mr. Lavery?" the voice repeated when he again mashed the wrong button. Frustrated, he leapt from his chair and walked over to the door, flinging it open to see who else was invited to Slaters' little soiree. He gasped when he heard Kendall laughing behind him. Then he felt the draft on his legs. Oh God, he thought. I forgot about the pants. He looked down at his bare legs and then up into the face of Avery Maddox, the President of the Board of Directors of Cambias Enterprises. He grabbed his pants from the arm of the sofa and put them on quickly.

"Wrinkles," he said to the quiet room. "I've got an important meeting this afternoon and I wanted to make a good impression," he stammered. "I know I'm impressed," Zach said, looking over at the third man in the room. "Oh yes, Mr. Lavery," he said, "you have certainly made an impression on me as well." "Not me," Kendall said, nonplussed. Zach gave her a smile and squeezed her hand. "Sure, that gets a response from you," Ryan complained.

Ryan, so busy getting re-dressed, didn't notice the fourth man in the room. So it was a surprise when he heard Zach say, "Pull up a chair, gentlemen." Ryan's head snapped up and his mouth dropped open. Not only was Alexander Cambias, Jr. in his office, but so was the Board President and the company's lead attorney. Ryan had a bad feeling about this and suddenly needed to sit down. Instead, he fell down, in a dead faint.

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Ryan awoke to the sound of Zach Slater's voice. "I believe this is where we came in, right Kendall?" he said. Bastard! Ryan sat up, only to realize he'd been lying on the couch. He looked up to find Zach sitting behind the desk with Kendall leaning against him, her arm around his shoulders.

"Come on guys, really. Tell me what's going on," he said as he came to his feet. "Zach, get away from my desk." Just as he expected, Zach ignored him. He turned his attention to the two men who were waiting patiently for him regain his composure. "Tell me," he demanded, his voice a whisper-shout.

"Well, Mr. Lavery, it seems there has been a coup d'etat ... a changing of the guard, if you will," Mr. Maddox said. "Well, I won't," Ryan said immediately, then decided to play it cool. "Avery, what's this all about?" he said calmly after taking several deep breaths. "Don't tell me you're letting Zach Slater pull your strings." Maddox looked stricken. "I don't appreciate the insinuation, Mr. Lavery. And no, Mr. Slater is not pulling anything. This is all legal and aboveboard, and there is nothing you can do to intercept it."

"Like hell," Ryan said. "Sit down, Lavery, and let the man finish," Zach said calmly. Then he watched as Ryan took another deep breath and sat back down on the sofa. "Go ahead, Avery," he said with a nod.

"Well, let me see. Where do I begin?" he started, only to be interrupted by the attorney sitting next to him, who was waving a folder in front of his face. "Start here, Avery, at the beginning," the man said. "Yes, yes, of course. I'll start with Mr. Ramsey."

Ryan shot a look at Zach, who was typically stoic. At least that's what he thought. Kendall saw the change in Zach's face. She leaned closer into his side and felt his arm go around her waist. She wanted to sit on his lap and hold him, but she knew it wasn't the time or place. So she squeezed his shoulder and turned her attention back to Ryan.

"What does Ethan have to do with this?" Ryan asked when it was obvious he was the only one who didn't know. "Everything, my boy. Mr. Ramsey put this whole thing in motion, although he never realized it," Maddox said, glancing at Zach. Zach nodded slightly, so the man continued. "When Mr. Ramsey forced Alexander Cambias, Jr., aka Zach Slater," he said with another glance at Zach," when he forced him to come out of hiding, so to speak, he effectively terminated the rights he was fighting so hard to claim."

The old man cleared his throat and waited for Ryan to respond. "Dumb it down for me, Avery," Ryan said at last. "Tell me in plain language what Zach has done." "Well, like I said, it's really more what Mr. Ramsey did. You see, Alexander Cambias, Jr., was and is the rightful heir of the Cambias estate. His father never nullified that. Even though he passed it on to you, it was never in lieu of his firstborn son. He never took the steps to remove Alex Jr. as his heir. So, when it was discovered that Alex Jr. was alive, he became the beneficiary of all that Alex Sr. left behind, including Cambias Industries."

Ryan's breath came out in a long, slow sigh. He looked like he'd been punched in the stomach, more startled than angry. "So you're telling me Zach here could have taken possession of Cambias way back then?" he asked. "Yes, Mr. Lavery. That is correct. Mr. Camb ... er ... Slater could have ousted his son from the CEO position, but he chose not to." "Why?" Ryan asked, keeping his attention focused on Mr. Maddox and the mousy lawyer sitting next to him.

"Because I didn't want it," Zach yelled from the other side of the room, startling Ryan. He posed his next question to Zach. "Why now?" Zach looked up at Kendall, then stood, offering her his chair. When she sat down, he stood behind her, his hands on her shoulders. "Because of Kendall," he said quietly. When Ryan had the audacity to glare at Kendall with open hostility, Zach walked over to stand in front of him.

"You did this, Lavery. You walked into our home and told my wife she couldn't be trusted to keep her own son safe. You forced her to choose between her husband and her son. What right did you have to do that?" he asked, his voice low and hard. Ryan jumped up and stood nose to nose with Zach, his anger finally rising to the surface. "What right did I have? He's my son, dammit! I had every right," he screamed. Zach took a step back, but Ryan moved back up on him, still angry.

"When's the last time you even saw Spike?" Kendall said from behind Zach. "How much time have you spent with our son since you stole him from me? And sneaking into his room in the middle of the night to watch him sleep doesn't count," she added.

"You tell me, Kendall. How many times was Zach there to tuck him in at night? How many nights did Spike see Daddy Zach before he went to sleep?" Ryan tried to move around the desk to get to Kendall, but Zach wouldn't allow it. "Every night, Ryan, "Kendall said emphatically. "Zach was there to put Spike to bed every single night. No matter how busy, he was there. Even if he had to go back to the casino, he was there. And I know Spike misses Zach every night." Her voice broke on the last line, causing Zach to turn away from Ryan.

"You know, Slater, I don't care what you do with Kendall. She's your headache now and you are welcome to her. But you sure as hell aren't going to come between me and my son. And neither is that bitch you're married to," he spat, looking at Kendall.

In the next instant Zach had him pressed against the wall, lifted off the ground by his lapels. "You're either really brave or really stupid, Lavery," he said. "Which is it?" Ryan licked his lips and stared at the face two inches from his own. Zach looked so calm, but Ryan wasn't fooled.

Before either man could say another word, Kendall was there, rubbing Zach's arm and asking him to let Ryan go. "Come on, Zach. Let's just do what we came to do and go home. He is not worth bruising your knuckles over." Zach didn't move, so Kendall added under her breath, "Besides, there are witnesses." Zach looked over his shoulder at the two men who waited patiently for the meeting to resume. Then he looked at Kendall, who winked at him. He sighed and released Ryan, pretending not to notice when Kendall ground her heel into his instep.

"Let's get this done," he growled to Mr. Maddox, who handed Ryan a large envelope. "Here are our terms, Mr. Lavery," he said. "Our?" Ryan sneered. "Mr. Slater's," Maddox corrected. Ryan took the envelope and read the contract inside. He looked up at Zach when he was finished.

"You can't be serious," he said. "Deadly," Zach replied. "Take it or leave it." "So you want me to stay here, at a reduced salary, and continue the job I'm doing, only I won't be the boss. I'll answer to you? Am I understanding the offer correctly?" Ryan said, his voice sounding hollow to his own ears. "I just have one question to ask you, Zach," he said, waiting for Zach to acknowledge him. "Are you out of your mind?"

"Is that really your only question," Zach said, almost cheerily. "Okay, no. You don't understand the offer correctly. You will not answer to me. I can't stand to be in the same room with you. You will answer to the new Vice-President of Cambias Industries. Unfortunately, he's a little shy of the necessary 25th birthday, so his trustee will be handling his affairs for him."

"Vice-President?" Ryan stammered. "So you've got some young phenom who's still wet behind the ears and you want me to train him how to do my job?" he asked, incredulous at this new turn of events. "God no," Zach answered. "I've just seen what you could teach him, and he already knows how to drool. You will answer to his trustee, not him, at least until he learns the ropes ... from somebody else."

"Oh, now I get it," Ryan said. "You bring in some stuffy little pinhead in a stuffy little pinstriped suit to come in here and spy on me. I do all the work, and this flunkie comes in and overrides every decision I make. Tell me, Zach, why would I do that?" Zach walked over and sat down in the chair behind the desk. This time he did pull Kendall onto his lap. He took his time answering Ryan. "Because you don't have a choice, Lavery," he said at last. "At least this way you get to keep a steady paycheck while you nap your days away, and the new VP will have a position to come to when his trustee says he's ready."

"And just who is the little genius's trustee? Somebody already involved with the company, or a brand new windbag for me to put up with?" "His mom," Zach answered, his voice so soft Ryan thought he'd misunderstood. Then reality dawned. "You mean Kendall? Spike is the new VP?" "See, that's why we're keeping you around, Lavery. You're sharp," Zach said. "You will answer to Kendall until Spike is old enough to take his rightful place. Kendall will keep me informed."

"Kendall, do you have a pinstriped suit?" Zach asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Hmmmm. I don't think so. Maybe I'll have to buy one," she said, her brow furrowed. "I bet it won't be stuffy," Zach said pulling her against him. Kendall giggled as her lips met Zach's for a quick kiss.

"Give me a break," Ryan muttered. "Come on guys," he said to the two gentlemen who were making their way to the door. "There has to be a way out of this. It's not what Alex wanted," he whined. For only the second time since entering the room, the attorney spoke. "On the contrary, Mr. Lavery, this is exactly what Mr. Cambias wanted. His son, his namesake, at the helm of the company he built. It is ironclad. It is done. Good day, sir."

"Kendall," Ryan said as he turned his attention back to the only person in the room he thought he could control. "If you do this, I'll make sure you never see Spike again." She jumped from Zach's lap and rushed to stand in front of Ryan. "You'd do that, Ryan? You'd use our son against me like that?" "Only if I have to," he answered. "But you're forcing my hand here, you and Zach."

"You despicable lowlife. You sorry bastard. You just do whatever you have to do, Ryan," she said angrily. "And so will I." She turned when she felt Zach behind her. She took his hand and together they watched Ryan make his way back behind his desk. He reached for the phone and called home.

"Hey, Annie. Listen, I'm on my way home right now, but if Zach or Kendall, or anybody else, shows up to get Spike, don't let them have him. I'll explain it when I get there," he said all in one breath. "What!" he screamed into the phone. "When?" He looked up to see the gloating on Zach and Kendall's faces, but they were gone. The office was empty and quiet, except for his breathing and Annie's voice on the phone. He glanced down and noticed another envelope on his desk. This one much smaller than the last one. He hung up the phone and reached for the envelope.

Dear Ryan,

Don't worry, Spike is safe. And no matter what you think, Zach and I will take good care of him, just as we always have. We will keep him safe. But we will also give him a home with love and security. He needs me, Ryan, and he needs Zach. He's not a trophy and he's not a pawn. He's a living, breathing, feeling person. I won't let Annie raise my son, just so you can get back at me for loving Zach instead of you.

Happy Lame Duck Day to the lamest duck I know.

Kendall




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9K, this would be like a dream come true!  Zach and Kendall taking Spike and Cambias back from Ryan, the lame duck? 

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Ah, 9K, if only...!  LOL!

 

How happy it makes me to read about ego-maniacal Ryan having the tables deservedly turned on him.  I can picture it easily with your story telling.  He is no match for Team Slater!  Lame duck, indeed!

 

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Ahhh 9K...first of all, thank you for the fit of hysterical laughter your descriptions of Ryan brought on.  The drooling, the post it note stuck to his head, not being able to figure out his own office intercom, no pants on...I was dying.

 

The rest of your wonderful vignette...brilliant!  Thank you for writing all of this the way we'd really like to see it.


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Ahhh 9K...first of all, thank you for the fit of hysterical laughter your descriptions of Ryan brought on.  The drooling, the post it note stuck to his head, not being able to figure out his own office intercom, no pants on...I was dying.

 

The rest of your wonderful vignette...brilliant!  Thank you for writing all of this the way we'd really like to see it.


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You have made my day, 9K.....what a great "tribute" to ryass...Thank you so much for keeping us entertained with your fantastic writing.....

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  9K!   You've got me  again! 

 

Poor Ryan, if only wishes could come true!  No Hero Worshiping here!  The true Ryan come to surface!  PLUS, he gets what he deserves!  He shows his true colors!  Your Ryan is more in character than the one TPTB try to pass off to the viewers. 

 

Zach and Kendall!    You bet cha!  They are getting stronger and stronger in their relationship.  Even TPTB have seen the light.    We, Zendall lovers, don't have to rely on your "Fan Fiction" for happiness!  Thank you!  But, please don't stop!  Double doses don't hurt in the least bit.

 

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Have I told yu lately that I love you?????? LOLOLOL

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GREAT story 9K!!  Loved your description of Ryan - perfection!  Thank you and keep them coming!!


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Thank you Karen.

 

I finally got a chance to read all the stories of “Life Is A Celebration”. Love how you put Ryan in his place. Perhaps, just a suggestion, could you give us a story with this title “Die, Ryan, Die”????

 

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You would think this topic would bring out the hostility in me ... but it didn't. I guess I'm too full of Zen love to waste time on Lavery hate. Today really is National Pancake Day, so head on over to the local IHOP and have a short stack in memory of Dixie. [b]BTW, Bonnie, "Die, Ryan, Die" is a great idea. I promise to get to it soon.[/i]


National Pancake Day

As morning broke over Pine Valley, a delivery truck made it's way through the quiet streets. It made frequent stops, but never stayed at any house for more than a minute. Each time a lone figure was seen exiting the passenger side of the truck carrying a covered tray. After ringing the doorbell, the figure would return to the unmarked truck and the driver would move on to the next stop. Slowly, one by one, the citizens of Pine Valley awoke.

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"Winifred!" Adam shouted as he stumbled down the stairs. "Who the hell can that be at this ungodly hour?" he muttered while he made his way to the door to strangle whoever was ringing that damn doorbell. "Winifred, you're fired!" he shouted again, just before he flung open the door. His threats died in his throat when he realized there was nobody there. He took a step outside, only to stub his bare toe on the serving tray that had been left right in front of the door.

He kicked the tray, only to draw back in pain. Then, cursing loudly, he picked up the tray and went back inside. Just as he opened his mouth to bellow for Winifred again, Krystal appeared at his side. "Adam Chandler, will you stop that hollering. Today is Winnie's day off. And she is not fired," she added with a frown. "Now what on earth are you going on about? You're gonna wake up the whole house."

Adam calmed down reluctantly and lowered his voice. "I found this on the doorstep," he said, indicating the tray he was holding. "Well what is it?" Krystal asked as she reached for the lid. "Wait!" JR called from the stairs. "You dropped the note," he said, pointing to the envelope at Adam's feet.

"Dammit, JR," Adam grumbled, "you scared the hell out of me." Krystal gave Adam a knowing look and turned to see Colby coming to stand next to JR, rubbing her eyes. "Yeah, JR," she whined. "What's going on, daddy?" Adam handed the tray to Krystal and reached for the note. "Nothing, sweetheart. Just somebody's idea of a joke, I'm sure." The fake smile he had plastered on his wary face fell as he read the note out loud:

I made this for you,
I'm sorry I can't stay.
Breakfast is on me,
It's National Pancake Day.

Now don't be afraid,
Don't let your heart flutter.
I left out the bananas
And the peanut butter.


"Winifred!" Adam yelled again as Krystal lifted the lid to reveal a huge stack of pancakes, already covered in syrup. She dropped the tray, then landed on the floor right beside it in a dead faint. The mansion erupted as everybody scrambled, everybody except Colby. Adam ran to Krystal, JR ran out the front door, Winifred came running from the kitchen in her bathrobe, but Colby just turned on her heels and went back to bed. "Mornings like this make me miss Liza," she mumbled as she disappeared down the dark hallway.


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Del was returning from his morning run when he spotted the delivery truck pulling out of the driveway leading to Wildwind. He couldn't make out the faces of the occupants and didn't really give it much thought. He was in a hurry this morning because he'd gotten a late start and he didn't want to miss Amanda coming from the shower. He knew it was just a matter of time before she found the peephole, but until then he was going to enjoy the show.

In his haste to get inside, he tripped right over the serving tray that was sitting on the ground just outside the door. His momentum carried him forward, causing the heavy doors to fly open, which caused him to fall flat on his face in the foyer. He looked up at the sound of clapping and saw Di and Aidan watching him.

"Very funny," he said, rolling his eyes. "Why don't you two stop staring and help me clean up this mess." Aidan gave him a hand up while Di walked over to the tray. "What mess?" she said sleepily. "The lid didn't even come off. What is this, Del?" she asked. Del shrugged and hurried upstairs. He didn't know and he didn't care. He had more important pursuits on his mind.

He passed Julia on the stairs as she hurried down to investigate the racket. "What's going on?" she said as she reached for the envelope Di was holding. "What's this?" Before Di could answer, Aidan ripped the envelope from Julia's hand and held it up to the light. "Not so fast, Julia. We don't even know where this came from. There is still a killer on the loose, you know." He held the envelope up to his ear and shook it. He answered the question on Di's face by shaking his head. Then he carefully opened the envelope and pulled out the card inside.

I made this for you,
I'm sorry I can't stay.
Breakfast is on me,
It's National Pancake Day.

The food is good,
So don't be suspicious
Not as much fun as twister
And not nearly as delicious.



Lavery Penthouse

Ryan was standing in the kitchen, staring at the coffee pot, when Annie walked up behind him. "What are you doing?" she asked, surprised to see him up so early. "I'm waiting for the coffee to make. The machine is really slow, huh?" he said as he pulled the pot out to measure the progress. Annie didn't say a word, she just reached past Ryan and turned the machine on. "Just be another minute," she said when she caught him staring at her blankly.

They both jumped when they heard the doorbell ring. "I'll get it," Ryan said as he pushed Annie behind his back. "It might be dangerous." "Um, Ryan," Annie began, "you might want to put some clothes on first." Ryan stopped dead in his tracks and looked down at his bare chest and his hairy legs. "Yeah, you're right," he said absentmindedly as he tasted the coffee he had just poured into his cup.

"Did we change brands," he asked. "This coffee seems awful weak." Annie looked into the pot and found it full of hot water. She coughed in an effort to hide her laughter and reached for a new filter. After filling it with coffee grounds, she re-filled the machine with water and waited. She glanced up to find Ryan watching her again, still sipping the hot water. She walked over to him and took the cup from him. "Here, why don't you let me have this and you can take care of the door," she said. "The door?" he said blankly.

"Remember, somebody rang the doorbell and you were going to see who it was? Remember pants?" she asked, but he continued to stare at her. She sighed as she walked past him. A minute later she came back into the kitchen with a bathrobe for Ryan and a silver tray. "Looks like you got a delivery," she said as she placed the tray on the table and poured them both a cup of coffee.

Ryan tied the belt of the robe before reaching for the tray cover. "There's a note," Annie said, pointing out the obvious. At least it would have been obvious to most people. "What does it say?" Ryan asked as he picked up the envelope. "I don't know. You haven't read it yet?" Annie answered quietly. She made a mental note to avoid Ryan in the mornings. He was clearly not at his best. "Oh," Ryan said as he lifted the flap on the envelope.

I made this for you,
I'm sorry I can't stay.
Breakfast is on me,
It's National Pancake Day.

Don't overthink it,
It's all in good fun.
Annie take your daughter
and run, run, run!



Jack's Loft

Josh was just emerging from the bathroom with only a towel around his waist when he heard a noise outside the door. He rushed over and flung it open, but there was nobody there. Not even Officer Hannity, since Zoe had been cleared. He looked down and saw the tray at his feet. Suspicious by nature, he didn't want to touch it. So he used his foot to slide the tray across the threshold and then closed the door.

"Ooohhhh, a catered breakfast. How lovely," Zoe said as she blew into the room, her hair in curlers and her pink silk robe flapping behind her. She pulled up a stool and waited for Josh to do the unveiling. "Sorry, Zoe," Josh said in a tone that said he wasn't sorry at all. "I didn't order this and I don't know who did." "Perhaps the note will explain it," Zoe said sarcastically as she came to stand next to Josh."

"Yeah, perhaps it will," Josh snapped. "Step back would you?" Zoe rolled her eyes and moved away from Josh while he inspected both the tray, which was still sitting on the floor, and the note that he now held in his hand. Josh ripped open the envelope. "Men!" Zoe exclaimed. "Can't you see the envelope wasn't even sealed?" "Whatever," Josh said as he cut his eyes up to glare at Zoe. "Do you want me to read this or not?" "Oh by all means," Zoe said as she read over Josh's shoulder. They read the card aloud together.

I made this for you,
I'm sorry I can't stay.
Breakfast is on me,
It's National Pancake Day.

Lighten up my boy,
It's only a meal.
You're a Kane now,
And THAT is what's real.



Slater Dream House

Kendall stumbled into the kitchen with her wild hair falling in disarray around her face. She was barefooted and barely dressed, but too sleepy to realize she was cold. She rounded the corner to find Zach already there, fully dressed and gorgeous. She broke into a smile at the sight of him. He looked up when he heard her sigh and caught her staring at him. He returned her smile and jumped up to go to her. "Honey, where's your robe? Aren't you cold?" "Freezing," she replied, "but I thought you could keep me warm." "Mmmmm hmmmm," Zach growled as he pulled her up against him and enveloped her in his arms.

Kendall burrowed underneath his jacket and rested her head on his shoulder. "You smell good," she said into into her husband's chest. "And you feel great." She felt more than heard Zach's laughter. "You, Mrs. Slater, are shameless," he said as he took off his coat and put it around her shoulders. "First you come down here barely dressed, then you come on to me. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to get me back upstairs."

Kendall pretended to be shocked, but the evil glint in her eyes gave her away. "Well, if that was my intention ... is it working?" she said, batting her eyelashes at him. "It's working. Just like it always does," he said as he picked her up and started toward the stairs. Before he'd taken two steps, the phone in his pocket rang. Well, it didn't really ring, it vibrated.

"Zach, are you starting without me?" Kendall said with a wicked grin. "Very funny," he said as he put her back on her feet. He leaned in to kiss her, but pulled away at the last second. "Slater," he said into the phone as he traced her pout with his fingertip. "Did you open it? Okay, bring it in. We're in the kitchen." Zach hung up the phone and turned back to Kendall.

"Bruno says somebody left some pancakes at the front gate, along with a note. He's bringing it up now. If you want to see it, I suggest you find a robe ... fast." He smiled when Kendall ran up the back stairs and was back in less than a minute wearing a robe and slippers. "Better?" she asked as she pulled her hair out of her collar. "Better for Bruno, but I like the last outfit better," Zach said as he leaned in again to give her a kiss, only to pull away at the last minute. Kendall punched him lightly on the chest, but he only laughed. She was just about to throw herself into his arms when Bruno knocked softly on the back door.

Zach let him in and immediately took the note he offered. Unfortunately, the pancakes had been destroyed in an effort to make sure they were safe. They were, in fact, barely recognizable as pancakes. Zach did a quick double take before opening the note. Kendall stood on her tiptoes beside him, trying to get a better look. Zach read the note and raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?" he said as he handed it to her.

I made this for you,
I'm sorry I can't stay.
Breakfast is on me,
It's National Pancake Day.

So happy and in love
May you always be.
You know where I am.
Come have breakfast with me.


Zach and Kendall looked at each other and said at the same time, "Myrtle." Thirty minutes later they walked through Myrtle's front door and found a breakfast feast waiting for them. "It a real shame what an old woman has to do to get a little company," Myrtle said as she accepted a kiss on the cheek from Zach. Kendall hugged her fiercely before joining her at the table. "All you had to do was ask," Zach said as he took a seat opposite Kendall. "So, Myrtle," he said with a wink to his wife, "do you have any pancakes?"

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9K, just too cute! 

 

Oh, you really know the real Ryan!

 

Thanks for saving the best for last!  Zendall and Myrtle!  Great start to any day! 

 

I've missed your fan fiction.  I'm glad to see your writings again. 

 

Happy Mardi Gras Day!

 

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Thanks, 9K.  Missed your "stories"...  You made me hungry for pancakes!  Great story...

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Hi Karen,

Thank you in advance for the potential "Die, Ryan, Die" story.

 

Since it is still Tuesday (night), I am going to enjoy some pancakes.

 

Thank you.

 

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Thanks, 9K!!

Go, Myrtle. What fun!

We've been celebrating Pancake Day (Shrove Tuesday) in our house ever since my husband was stationed in England 30 years ago. I even took part in the pancake races at my stepson's school- a lot of fun, but I was lousy at flipping pancakes, let alone while running down the field.  Alas, I never got any better.

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Thanks everybody. Okay, I know this comes pretty quickly on the heels of the last one, but TK's birthday couldn't wait. I know it's long, but I was just too lazy to break it up into two posts. Y'all forgive.

Be Humble Day

Zach Slater was having a strange day. It started out normally enough. He woke up, kissed his wife and headed to the office - just like every other day. But arriving at work was where normalcy ended. Before he could even hang up his coat, there was a knock at the door. He glanced at his watch, wondering why his new assistant wasn't at her desk, and turned to open the door. He immediately regretted it.

"What is it Junior? The grown ups are working." "Look Slater, I don't need this," JR barked as he brushed past Zach. "I've got problems of my own. But this has to be done and I want to get it over with," he said, lowering himself into a chair. "Have a seat," Zach mumbled as he went to the closet to hang up his coat. He stared into the large closet, head tilted, unable to believe what he was seeing.

There, hidden among the suits and shirts he kept on hand, was his new assistant, Betsy Goddess. Was she smelling one of his shirts? He cleared his throat, startling her. "Oh ... Mr. Slater, sir ... I thought ... that is, I didn't ... um," she stammered as she dropped the shirt she was holding and bolted from the closet. "You're early," she said, her voice higher than usual. "Yes," Zach said. He casually picked up the shirt she dropped and replaced it on the hanger before hanging up his coat.

When he turned around, she was standing in the doorway, waiting expectantly. "Was there something else?" Zach said softly. "No sir, I was just going to ask if you needed anything," she said, unable to meet his gaze. He glanced over at JR, who was staring at them with his mouth hanging open. "Bring us some coffee, please," Zach said. He smiled as she hurried from the room.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" Zach asked as he took his seat behind the desk. JR continued to stare at the closet door. "Junior!" Zach yelled. "Get to it or get out." JR shook his head and turned back to Zach. "Where'd you find her?" he asked, gesturing to the outer office. "Is that why you're here? To evaluate my staff?" Before JR could answer, Ms. Goddess entered with a tray containing a pot of freshly brewed coffee, two cups and a plate of danishes. She glanced at Zach and gave a brief nod before turning to leave. "Thank you, Betsy," Zach said to her retreating back, pretending not to notice her appraisal.

"Last chance, Chandler," Zach said as he bit into a danish. "You've got 30 seconds." JR poured himself a cup of coffee and settled back into his chair. "Listen, Zach, this isn't easy for me. But I need to do it. In fact, it's the least I can do." Zach looked at him suspiciously. "Do what?" he asked as he reached for another danish. JR pulled on the collar of his shirt and glanced around the room, clearly uncomfortable with the task he came to perform. He knew Zach enjoyed watching him squirm. There was nothing else to do but say it. "I'm sorry," JR said in a rush. Then he let out a long breath.

He hated Zach for smiling. But he hated himself more because it was his fault he was in this predicament. He let his anger get the best of him - again - and look what it had cost him. Not only did he lose his best friend, but he nearly killed her and her unborn son. And now here he was having to apologize to this smug bastard. He looked back at Zach, who was looking at him blankly, a smile still playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Aren't you going to ask me what I'm sorry for?" JR said, now aggravated by Zach's silence. "Are you serious?" Zach asked, all traces of amusement gone. "Do you really think I'll ever forget? Do you think I don't think about it every single time I have to look at you?" "No, I guess not," JR said. "That's why I'm here. I have already apologized to Kendall, and now I need to make it right with you. I'm sorry, Zach, for what I almost took from you." Zach watched JR for a long minute, saying nothing. "Is that all?" he said at last. "No, there's one more thing ... thank you," JR said, his voice low and soft, his eyes on the floor. "Look, Slater, I know you only spared me because of my mom, and she's gone now. So is Babe. My son needs me. I can't live the rest of my life looking over my shoulder, waiting for you to get your revenge. So let's just deal with it, right here and right now."

"Is this where I say 'go and sin no more'?" Zach said. He watched as JR swallowed around the lump in his throat, but held up his hand when the boy started to speak. "No, wait. You don't need to say anything else. You're right, it was your mother who protected you. And I won't dishonor her or the promise I made by punishing you now. I can't speak for Kendall, but I'm not a threat to you. However," he added as he stood up and walked around the desk to stand directly in front of JR, "if you ever hurt my wife or her son again, you will regret it, but only for as long as it takes me to find you. Now run along, Junior. I'm busy."

Zach turned his back and left JR to find his own way out. His first instinct was to call his wife, but he remembered her telling him she'd be tied up all day. So he put JR out of his mind and buried himself in paperwork. What should have taken him no more than an hour to review ended up taking the whole morning because of the constant interruptions. Twenty minutes after JR left Julia showed up to thank him for all the help he had given her when she first came back to Pine Valley. She apologized for not thanking him sooner, told him how embarrassed she was about throwing herself at him, then left.

Right on her heels was Di. She wanted to thank Zach for not firing her when he found out how she stabbed him in the back by helping Ryan set up Marty. She also apologized for not giving him the information he needed about The Dragon and for not giving him the benefit of the doubt where Dr. Madden's murder was concerned. Finally, she told him how embarrassed she was about throwing herself at him, then she left.

Di had only been gone fifteen minutes when Tad arrived. He spent the rest of the morning telling Zach how wrong he'd been about everything. He listed everything he'd ever said about Zach that was unfair and apologized for putting him through the Madden murder trial. The thing he regretted most was lying to Kendall about Zach and Dixie. He knew that hurting Kendall was the worst thing a person could do to Zach, and he was sincerely remorseful. Zach sat with his head in his hands and waited for Tad to come up for air. Then he accepted his apology, promised him it didn't make them friends, and saw him to the door.

Zach took a deep breath and went back to his desk. He glanced at his watch, decided it was time for lunch, and wished again that Kendall wasn't too busy. He usually ate in is office, but today he needed a change of scenery. So he went to the closet for his coat. That's when Josh busted in the door, loud and arrogant as always. "Hey Zach, you got a minute?" he said. Zach threw his coat across a chair and rubbed his hands over his face. He motioned to the other chair and Josh took the invitation. Zach helped himself to a drink.

"So Josh, what can I help you with?" Zach said warily. "Oh wait, let me guess. You're not here to ask for my help, you're here to thank me for my help." Josh glared at him. "Is that a question?" he said sharply. Zach raised an eyebrow and took a long drink. "Sorry for the tone," Josh began, "but I'm really not very good at this stuff." "Admitting you're wrong?" Zach said. Now Josh's eyebrow shot up, and a smile spread across his face. "Well, yes," he said. "But I was wrong. I was wrong to drug you. I was wrong to blame you for Greg Madden's death. I was wrong to tell Kendall to stay away from you."

"You told Kendall to stay away from me?" Zach asked, a smile on his face. "I never knew that. Good thing she didn't listen to her baby brother, huh?" he said. "Hell no, she didn't listen. Bit my head off and told me it was none of my damn business," Josh replied with a grin. "That's my girl," Zach said with a faraway look in his eye. "So we're good?" Josh asked. "We're fine, as long as you stop giving my wife bad advice," Zach said as he reached out to shake Josh's hand. "Deal," Josh said and followed Zach out the door.

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When Zach stepped off the elevator and saw Bruno and Otto standing outside the door of his suite, his first instinct was to panic. Why were they here and not with Kendall? Before he could get the question out of his mouth, Bruno nodded toward the door. "She's inside, boss," he said, reading the look on Zach's face. Zach nodded and relaxed. "Thanks," he said softly as he turned to go inside the room. He had a sudden urge to kiss his wife.

Kendall was curled up on the sofa watching television, and she was completely engrossed in whatever she was watching. She didn't appear to hear Zach enter, until she held up her hand when he started to speak. "Shhhh," she said quickly. "Wait for a commercial." Zach had never seen her this way. He was too amused to be insulted. He sank down beside her on the sofa and waited, helping himself to what was left of her lunch.

A couple of minutes later the screen went black and Kendall snapped out of the trance she'd been in. She moved closer to Zach and kissed him. "This is a nice surprise," she said innocently. "Surprise, right. I thought you were gonna be out all day," he said as he pulled her up against him and wrapped his arms around her. "You smell good," he said. He kissed the side of her neck and she giggled, until the commercials were over, then she was back to the trance.

"What are you watching?" Zach asked. Nothing. No response at all, not even a blink. "Kendall?" he said, waving a hand in front of her face. "Soap opera," she said quickly. "Since when do-" Zach began, but Kendall put her hand over his mouth. He kissed her palm before removing her hand. "I know," he whispered, "wait for the commercial."

This time when the screen went black he was ready. "Since when do you watch a soap opera?" he asked in a mocking tone. "Since always," she said with a shrug. "Okay, and what's with the birthday cake?" he said pointing to the box on the table. "Well, if you must know," she said, obviously uncomfortable with the conversation, "our favorite actor on the show is celebrating his birthday today, so we always have cake."

Zach noticed she wouldn't make eye contact with him, probably because she thought he'd laugh at her. So that's why she'd lied about being too busy to have lunch with him. "Who's we?" he asked. "The Fusion girls," she said sadly. "It's kind of a tradition and I had to do it ... for the girls." Zach placed his finger underneath her chin and lifted her head until she was looking him in the eye. "That's sweet," he said as he gave her a soft kiss. "Can I watch with you?" he asked. "You'd really want to?" she replied. "Sure. I have to see the man who has the beautiful women of Fusion throwing him a party." Kendall settled back against him and smiled. It was official, Zach was perfect and she was the luckiest woman in the world.

"That's him?" Zach said incredulously when Kendall pointed out the birthday boy. "Yep, that's Thorsten." "Thorsten? What kind of a name is that?" Zach asked. "I don't know. It must be Greek, because he sure is a god," Kendall said dreamily. Zach frowned. "What? He's gorgeous, Zach!" Kendall said. "That voice, those eyes ... those hands!" "He looks old to me," Zach said. "But now the lady he's with. That's a reason to throw a party. She's hot. Too young for him though." "She's not always a lady, let me tell you," Kendall said with a smirk. "And she is not too young for him. She's just trapped in suspended aging because her mother is the star of the show."

"So who raped her?" Zach said. They were back at commercials and he had helped himself to a piece of cake. "Nobody raped her. What are you talking about?" Kendall said. "I thought all women on soaps had been raped," he said with a shrug. "Well not this one," she said as she punched him on the arm. "Not yet," he muttered under his breath. "Okay then, who is she sleeping with on the side?" "Nobody, Zach. I'll have you know she is a happily married woman, just like me." "Mmmm hmmm. Are you sure this is a soap opera?" he chuckled.

"Who's that guy?" Zach asked as he stretched out on the sofa with his head in Kendall's lap. "It's a long story," Kendall said, rolling her eyes. "You don't like him?" "No, I don't. He's abusive and manipulative." Zach noticed Kendall had stopped running her fingers through his hair and now had her hand clinched into a fist. He threaded his fingers through hers before turning his attention back to the screen. "What's wrong with his voice? And how come he keeps poking his chest?" Zach asked. "I think he thinks it's acting," she said with disgust. "Watch him. See how he spits when he talks? And the constant lip licking. Ugh, I hate that guy!" Kendall said. "I hate him too," Zach said emphatically, causing Kendall to laugh.

"What's with the kid?" Zach said in an attempt to divert her attention. "He's their son," Kendall said, her voice softening automatically. "Isn't he just the cutest thing?" "Son?" Zach said. "Why didn't they get a boy baby?" "What? That is a boy, Zach." "Kendall, I know a girl when I see one. I happen to have a way with women, no matter their age," he said, smiling arrogantly. "Oh you do, huh?" Kendall said as she pushed him off of her lap. He grabbed her legs and pulled her down beside him on the floor.

"Yes, I do," he said as he lowered his head and kissed her. "Especially one woman in particular. I know just what she likes," he said. Kendall bit his lip and then laughed into his mouth when he gasped. She tried to crawl away, but she wasn't fast enough. "Oh no you don't," he said as he laid her on her back and anchored her arms above her head. "If you get to bite, then so do I." He gave her a wicked look before slowly lowering his head.

"So how was your morning?" Kendall blurted out just before his teeth made contact with her skin. He froze, then raised his head so he could look into her eyes. "You did that?" he asked. She nodded. He sat back on his heels and looked at her. "Saved by the confession," he said as he stood up and offered her his hand.

They were once again seated on the sofa, this time facing each other. "Why?" Zach said. "It's Be Humble Day, Zach," she said matter-of-factly, as if it explained everything. "So you're giving me the opportunity to prove how humble I am by accepting apologies from everybody in town?" he said, his voice flat. "No, honey. You don't need lessons it humility. Today is about the citizens of Pine Valley learning to be humble by giving credit where credit is due," Kendall answered. "Tell me, Zach. Has one person who's visited you today lied? Have they apologized for something they didn't do? Or thanked you for something you didn't do?" When Zach just tilted his head and said nothing, she continued.

"No, of course not. Because the arrogant hypocrites in this town wouldn't do that. So if Tad or JR or Josh want to eat a little humble pie, let them. It's the least they owe you," Kendall said. Zach pulled her onto his lap and held her. "So, was there something you wanted to thank me for?" he said as he buried his head in the side of her neck. "Any lessons in humility you need to learn?" Kendall laughed as she moved her head to give him better access. "Oh yeah, I've got a lot to learn. And I know you are just the man to teach me," she said. His only response was a tighter grip on her waist and a growl.

"But first ..." Kendall began. "First what?" Zach said into her neck. "First you have to deal with your afternoon appointments." "Oh God," Zach mumbled as he lifted his head. "I know I'm gonna be sorry I asked, but what appointments?" Kendall stroked his face as she answered cheerily. "I saved the best for last, honey. Mother and Ryan will be by this afternoon to tell you how wrong they've been about you."

Zach slumped back against the sofa. "Come on. It won't be that bad," Kendall cooed. "Besides, my mother admitting she is wrong is a miracle. We should really have somebody from the Vatican on hand." She got what she wanted. He laughed. Then he grimaced. "Look at it this way. You are doing your wife a huge favor. It may not be important to you that people appreciate what you've done for them, but it is very important to me. The shady bastards in this town have bad-mouthed you for too long and I'm not gonna let them get away with it anymore."

She stood up and handed him his coat. "You know, the sooner you go and get it over with, the sooner you can come back here and let me show you how much I appreciate you. I can be very humble, Zach," she said with a sly smile. "And I do have so much to thank you for." Zach jumped up from the sofa and took his coat from her. "Okay, deal. I'll be back as soon as I get rid of the evil queen and the court jester," he said as he planted another kiss on her. "Mmmmmm ... you taste good," he said as he nibbled around her mouth. "Don't eat all the cake. You might need it for your humility lessons." And with that, he headed out of the suite and into the belly of the beast ... Erica. Erica Kane.

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Happy Birthday, Thorsten!

 

Wow…wow…Karen, you are good.

 

I sure hope Erica and Ryan will apologize to Zach today, TODAY.

 

Thank you, Karen….

Bonnie

 

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