CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE

HELENA’S YACHT:

Stefan(stormed in and threw the morning paper down in front of Helena who was serenely sipping at her tea)What kind of monster are you?

Helena: I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me.

Stefan: How could you slaughter those three women, last night.

Helena: Oh, you’re talking about the Sex Toy Stalker, aren’t you. I read about it in the paper. You think I did that. Frankly, I thought you might have been behind it. I mean, you’re the one with the fixation for blondes and all those women had blonde hair, even if it came out of a bottle.

Stefan: We both know you did this.

Helena: Even if we do, you’ll never be able to prove it. It’s a pity, really. You might have been able to save those women if you’d rushed to them and warned them they were on the Stalker’s hit list. But all you could think about was rushing home and making sure Bobbie Spencer was all right. By the way, I wonder if the Stalker will have a taste for redhead’s next.

Stefan: Don’t even think about it, Mother. If I even catch you looking in Barbara’s direction, I’ll kill you.

Helena: My, what passion. Is that all for Bobbie Spencer. What of your grief for your poor little Lasha who laid writhing on her living room floor as a dildo was rammed down her throat until her brain exploded from a lack of oxygen? Aren’t you crushed with grief over your beloved Lasha’s death?

Stefan: Is that why you did it? To cause me pain?

Helena: If I did, I can see it failed. I can see you could give a squat that she’s dead. You’re more concerned that Bobbie Spencer could be next. It seems you’ve finally broke free of your fixation for that twit. Let’s just hope the Stalker doesn’t claim Bobbie Spencer as his next victim. Apparently, that would devastate you.

Stefan: He won’t get a chance, because I’m not going to let Barbara out of my sight from now on.

Helena: I’m sure if the Stalker wanted to get to Bobbie Spencer, he’d find some way around you to achieve his goals.

Stefan: Mother, you’ve got the police convinced Jax was the stalker. I suggest you dispose of Jax’s body, where ever you may be keeping it and quit while you’re ahead. Just know, proof or not, if anything happens to Barbara, you die. I’ll make sure of it. (with that he stormed back off the yacht)

Helena: You really shouldn’t tell me what to do, Stefan. It just makes me want to do it all the more.

THE LIVING ROOM, WYNDEMERE:

Bobbie(entered to find Carly waiting for her)I couldn’t believe it when Mrs. Lansbury said you were waiting here for me. Last time I saw you, you didn’t want anything more to do with me.

Carly: Could you blame me. I just found out you were trying to barter my vital organs to get your boyfriend out of jail.

Bobbie: Is that why you came here? To get into it with me for what I tried to do?

Carly: Actually, I came to see you because I actually missed you. Now that Cassadine has his kidney, there’s no need for me to worry that if I come over to see you, you’ll try and coerce me into giving up one of mine. By the way, just why are you living here with him, anyway. I thought Roy was the great love of your life.

Bobbie: To make a long story short, Stefan is punishing me for what I did. He didn’t take it kindly that I kept from him that you were his daughter or that I was planning to barter your kidney to him in exchange for him dropping the charges against Roy so he could be let out of jail.

Carly: Maybe I misjudged dear old dad a little too harshly. I’m all for him making you pay for what you did, but his idea of punishment leaves a lot to be desired. Living in a mansion, being waited on by servants hand-and-foot and wearing fancy clothes. That’s harsh.

Bobbie: That wasn’t my punishment. He punished me by destroying me relationship with Roy. Not to mention turning me back into what I once was. A paid whore.

Carly: How did he ruin your relationship with Roy.

Bobbie: He made sure Roy found us in bed together.

Carly: You and Cassadine are lovers?

Bobbie: That’s the other part of his punishment. He made me his house whore. Whenever he wants me, I have to be ready to put-out for him.

Carly: Why did you agree to this? There was no way he could have forced you to do this.

Bobbie; He offered me a deal I couldn’t refuse. He dropped the charges against Roy in exchange for me complying with his orders.

Carly: So Roy’s free as a bird, while you’ve been imprisoned in sexual bondage to a man you hate?

Bobbie: It’s not that bad.

Carly: Excuse me? Are you forgetting I was trapped in a similar situation when I was married to that troll, AJ. The few times I had to put out for him made my skin crawl.

Bobbie: There’s a big difference between our situations. You never wanted AJ...

Carly: But you want Cassadine?

Bobbie: Maybe the horrible things Stefan said about me are true. Because instead of being horrified by what he’s made of me, I’m actually enjoying it. I even missed him laying next to me when he was in the hospital. And when he came home last night, I was happy to have him back.

Carly: Just what are your feelings for him, anyway?

Bobbie: I don’t know and I really don’t want to analyze what I’m feeling at the moment, either. What about you and Sonny. I heard he didn’t take the news about the baby too well. Have things changed on that front.

Carly: Not really. Sonny and I don’t really talk about the baby. And when we’re making love I get the feeling Sonny pretends the baby doesn’t even exist. That I’m just putting on weight, not becoming large with his child.

Bobbie: What are you going to do about that?

Carly: I don’t want to force the issue, yet. I know when the baby is born healthy all of Sonny’s hang-ups about this baby will disappear.

THE PENTHOUSE:

Johnny:(opened the door)Sonny, Andreas...What did you say your last name was?

Andreas: Just Andreas. Like Cher is just Cher and Madonna is just Madonna.

Johnny: Sonny, Andreas is here to see you.

Sonny(walked over to them)Aren’t you Helena Cassadine’s(he looked Andreas up and down)man?

Andreas: Yes, I am. (he handed Sonny a package)Mrs. Cassadine has sent me over her to give you this. She also wishes for you to join her for dinner, tonight. (he headed for the door, but before he walked out it he turned back to Sonny)If I were you, I’d view that in private. (with that he left the way he came)