Sonny's Penthouse:
Carly:What did you say?
Helena;You heard me. I'm your grandmother.
Carly:Uncle Luke told me about you Cassadines. What are you tired of 
messing with the older generation of Spencers so now you've decided to 
move on to the younger generation.
Helena:My dear, you remind me so much of myself when I was your age. 
We're going to get along just fabulously. I can feel it.
Carly:I'm not buying this, so why don't you leave.
Helena:What I'm telling you is true. I am your grandmother and I can 
prove it.
Carly:You're a liar! My mother told me who my father was and he sure 
wasn't any Cassadine.
Helena:No, he called himself Cass Stephens when he knew your mother, 
just as she called herself Roberta Anderson.
Carly:How did you know...
Helena:Very simply. I'm your grandmother.
Carly(knees give out and she sits down in shock on the sofa)This can't 
be true.
Helena:It is. Stefan convinced his father to let him attend university 
in the United States and since he wanted to be like everyone else and 
accepted as one of the guys he took on the false moniker of Cass 
Stephens. He switched his name around with the Cassadine becoming Cass 
and using the plural form of the american version of Stefan to become 
Stephens. Cass Stephens.
Carly:Stefan Cassadine is my father? But that's impossible. If that were 
true my mother would know and tell me.
Helena:Would she really? Or perhaps because your parents were just 
children when they met they don't recognize each other. Perhaps, they 
looked nothing like they do now. I suppose it's understandable they 
wouldn't recognize each other. I guess anything's possible.
Carly:If Stefan Cassadine doesn't know my mother is Roberta Anderson and 
I'm his daughter then how do you know I'm your granddaughter?
Helena:That's very simples. I knew of Stefan's relationship with your 
mother and when I learned you mother was pregnant I realized Stefan was 
the father. And once I realized that I immediately approached Ruby 
Anderson. My only thought was making sure my grandchild wasn't raised in 
a bordello. Which is why I arranged for my sister, Virginia, to adopt 
you.
Carly:If I knew I was your granddaughter all along, then why didn't you 
bring me home with you and raise me, yourself.
Helena:My dear, I watned to but I couldn't. If my Mikkos had learned 
Stefan had slept with a minor, he would have killed him, and I mean that 
literally. So I did the next best thing. I arranged for my sister to 
raise you and I sent her monthly payments to make sure you never had to 
do without.
Carly:You did?
Helena:I did. You don't know how much I lived for the weekly progress 
reports on you Virginia would send to me. Like the time you broke your 
arm when you were learning to roller skate. You can't know how I longed 
to be with you and to hold you in my arms and comfort you like any other 
grandmother would have.
Carly:Why are you finally coming to me after all this time?
Helena:My dear, I'm not getting any younger and what with how close your 
parents seem to be growing, I thought this was the perfect time to come 
to you. But I should warn you if you tell your parents about this, 
they'll try to stop us from getting close. Caroline, my dear, was I 
wrong to come to you. Just tell me and I'll go.
Carly(hugs Helena)No, grandmother, I'm glad you came to me and I won't 
mention a word to anyone about this, not even Sonny.(Helena smiles evily 
as she begins to caress Carly's hair in grandmotherly affection)

Wyndemere:
Bobbie(and Stefan enter)Did you see the look on Tony's face when I was 
testifying?
Stefan:I wish I'd had a camera to capture the expression on his face. It 
was priceless.
Bobbie:There was a real hairy moment there, though, when Tony started 
going on about us burying him alive.
Stefan:Yes, but no one believed him. They thought he was making it up. 
Just like anything else he says about us will be ignored as the paranoid 
delusions of a mad man.
Bobbie:Unless your mother decides to back him up. Stefan, are you sure 
your mother will keep to our deal?
Stefan:Yes, that's why I wouldn't agree to turn over the painting to her 
until after Jones is sentenced.
Bobbie(running her hands through his hair)This nightmare is finally 
over, isn't it?
Stefan:(puts his arms around her and draws her close as he stares down 
hungerly at her lips)Well, it hasn't been without its rewards. It helped 
us find each other, again.
Bobbie(puts her mouth within scant inches of his)You have a point. A 
very good point.
Stefan:(lowers his mouth to hers for a steamy kiss)I've really missed 
making love to you on the couch in the middle of the afternoon.
Bobbie:(unbuttoning his shirt and trailing kisses down his chest)Well 
then, miss it no more.

Tony's Cell, County Jail:
Helena(stands outside of Tony's cell)I understand you wished to see me.
Tony:Why weren't you in court, today.
Helena;I was attending to some family business.
Tony:I wouldn't think you had anymore important family business than 
attending your husband's trial, today. Bobbie skewered me on the stand.
Helena:Did she really? How unfortunate.
Tony:How unfortunate? Is that all you can say. I wanna know what you're 
going to do about it. You told me if I turned myself in, you'd make sure 
I'd get off the hook. You said you could make Bobbie testify for me. 
Well, she didn't. She roasted me over a spit and when I told them what 
she and your son did to me, no one believed me. So I need you to back me 
up and show the tape to the court.
Helena:Dr. Jones, I'm afraid things have changed. But I want to assure 
you you won't go to jail. I've arranged for you to be remanded to 
Ferncliff. And after a few years of intensive psychotherapy, I'm sure 
you'll be released to rejoin society and once again leave a fruitful 
existence.
Tony:You've arranged for me to be locked up in the state nuthouse? You 
double-crossing old bitch. You sold me down the river. Just what did 
your son give you in return to get you to stab me in the back like this.
Helena:You wouldn't understand.
Tony:Tell me! I have a right to know just what my freedom is worth to 
you.
Helena:A painting.
Tony:A painting!
Helena;It's a very special painting. See, I told you you wouldn't 
understand.
Tony:Are you telling me I'm going to be trapped in Happy Acres weaving 
baskets because of some stupid painting you want to hang on your wall.
Helena:I have no intention of having it on the wall. As soon as I get my 
hands on it, I intend to burn it. A word of advice to you, Dr Jones. I 
wouldn't mention anything about Katherine Bell if I were you. People 
will take it as further proof of your insanity and on the off-chance 
they might actually believe you, they'll think you murdered the poor 
woman, which you did. Since we never consummated our union, I will, of 
course, be having it anulled, immediately. You have a nice life now, Dr. 
Jones. I won't be seeing you, again.
Tony(grabs the bars and yells at Helena's departing back)I'll make you 
pay for this, Helena! Do you hear me, old woman. I'm going to make you 
pay for this!













































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