CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND SEVEN

THE WINE CELLAR, WYNDEMERE:

Roy(took a bottle of wine out of the rack)Since were stuck in here, we may as well enjoy ourselves.

Bobbie(jumped to her feet)Roy, put it back. That belongs to Stefan. You have no right to touch it.

Roy: Does that go for you, too. Do you belong to him like this bottle of wine does?

Bobbie(yanked the bottle out of his hand and put it back from where he’d gotten it)Roy, we’ve been through this.

Roy: Bobbie, can’t you see the guy has brainwashed you into thinking you’re just as sick and twisted as he is with this nonsense about you have some sick desire to sleep with your own brother the same way he has for his mother. What about Tony Jones? You were married to him for years. He’s nothing like Luke.

Bobbie: There have been a few times I tried to break the cycle. To settle down with a nice safe guy and try to live a normal and respectable life. To become something I’m not and to deny a part of who I really am. But they only work for awhile and then I’m back to my old patterns.

Roy: Isn’t Stefan Cassadine one of those men?

Bobbie(threw back her head and laughed hysterically)Stefan Cassadine safe and nice? Roy, you must be joking. There’s nothing safe or nice about Stefan Cassadine. He’s mean, he’s manipulative, he’s sneaky, he’s conniving...

Roy: Then he’s like Luke.

Bobbie: No, Stefan is methodical, he’s snobbish, he’s...he’s not Luke in any way, shape or form.

Roy: I’ll tell you what he is. He’s a Svengali. That’s what he is.

Stefan(couldn’t let that remark go by without commenting on it)My, Mr. DeLucca, I didn’t know you knew a big word like that. Odds are you can’t spell it correctly. (Stefan turned to Mrs. Lansbury)Barbara, didn’t have very flattering things to say about me, did she? Of course, the way she said them, it didn’t sound like she was insulting me, either. Do you think no matter how sick and twisted an individual is, there’s a mate out there for him that is perfect for him. That is made for him and only him, if you will?(Stefan’s eyes were drawn back to the monitor)

Roy(grabbed Bobbie by the arms and shook her)What do I have to do to make you see the truth about him?

Bobbie: Roy, let me go!

Roy: Maybe this is the only way I have left to get through to you. (then he yanked her to him and began kissing her, forcibly)

Bobbie: (tried to push him away from her and turned her head to keep his mouth off of hers)Roy, stop it! I don’t want this!

Stefan: My god, I’ve got to stop this before it’s too late. (he rushed out the door)

THE PENTHOUSE:

Carly(learned over the lock of the bedroom door Sonny had locked himself into earlier. She had no intention of waiting until Sonny came out to deal with this. They were going to deal with it, tonight, and to get it over with and out of their lives for good. The lock finally gave and she turned the doorknob and entered. Sonny was asleep in the bed, but he was tossing and turning, restlessly. She could just imagine what he was dreaming about. No doubt about what that disgusting old woman did to him. Carly slipped her nightgown off her shoulders then slid into the bed next to Sonny. She caressed his hair off his fevered brow as she looked down at him, lovingly.)You know, Sonny, no one has been willing to sacrifice themselves for me the way you did with that horrible old woman. It just makes me love you all the more.

Sonny(eyes popped open and he stared at her in shock)Carly, what are you doing here? I thought I locked you out.

Carly(began to lower her mouth to his)Don’t you know, you can never lock me out for long.

Sonny(turned his head aside)Don’t!

Carly: Sonny, I know.

Sonny(looked back at her)What are you talking about?

Carly: Helena Cassadine video taped what she did to you. She sent me a copy of it, tonight.

Sonny: What! You saw what I did? Then why are you here? How can you stand to even be near me?

Carly(caressed his cheek)Because what you did, you did for me. It just makes me love you all the more. You were willing to endure something that obviously repulsed you because it was the only way you could save me from prison.

Sonny: Carly, I’ve ruined everything between us. It’s never going to be the same.

Carly(smiled)No, it’ll be better than it was before.

Sonny: How can you say that? I cheated on you? I shared my body with another woman?

Carly: Sonny, Helena Cassadine raped you. She used me as a weapon against you to force you to submit to her, and that’s rape. What she did doesn’t touch us. If someone raped me, would you feel that it ruined everything between us? That it contaminated what we share?

Sonny: No, but...

Carly: (put a finger to his lips to silence him)But nothing. You told me that you felt dirty when you had to force yourself to have sex with that FBI Hooch and you said being with me made you feel clean, again? Did you mean that?

Sonny: Yes.

Carly: Then let me make you feel clean, again.

Sonny(put his hand over hers as she began to undo his pajama bottoms)What if it isn’t the same between us?

Carly(smiled)It will be. You’ll see.

THE WINE CELLAR, WYNDEMERE:

Stefan(raced to the door. All he wanted to do was see if Bobbie would resist DeLucca’s charms. He never meant to trap her in a room with a man who would try and rape her. In his haste, he couldn’t find the right key, so he just settled for kicking the door open. Then he rushed over to Roy, who had pinned Bobbie down to the floor, and yanked him off of her. Not giving Roy another though, he rushed to Bobbie and cradled her in his arms)Barbara, are you all right? (Then he glared over at Roy)I will kill you for this, DeLucca. I will kill you!