Against All Odds Part 10 Review (Bridget’s Father) (Eric finds out from Kimberly that she was fired by Brooke and is angered. Brooke is still suffering from her poisoning. Thorne and Ridge get into a fistfight. Stephanie ponders about Morgan and remembers how she had Bridget’s paternity test changed to ruin Brooke. Bridget remembers the good time with Ridge. Thorne and Ridge find Brooke. Ridge worries about Brooke. )

Against All Odds Part 11 ( Brooke’s Visitor)

The ambulance workers pushed a stretcher with Brooke on it into the hospital. " What do we have?" " A woman in her mid 30’s fell ill. She’s having massive stomach pains and has vomited contiuniusly." " Wheel her in here. The doctor and the paramedics took Brooke into an examining room. Thorne came rushing in. " Where are they taking her?" A nurse walks toward Thorne. " Sir, you have to calm down, they are going to find out what’s wrong with her, just give it some time." Thorne moved toward the door. " Sir! You can’t go in there." " I have to, she needs me." The nurse took Thorne by the arm. " I know that you are worried, just wait I’m sure that your wife? "" Fiancée’" " I’m sure that your fiancée will be fine." Thorne looked through the doors of the examining room, tears formed in his eyes. " What happened? My god, Brooke you have to be all right. I can’t lose you." Thorne felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned. " What are you doing here?"

Kimberly looked at herself in the mirror. She looked great in the skimpy black dress. She had made dinner and Rick was coming over. She had thought about going to Rick about her firing, but she’d figure that he hear about it and come to her defense. Brooke was going to have problems with both of her children. Kimberly opened a bottle of wine; she poured herself a glass and drank. Seeing Brooke on that floor gave her goose bumps. She loved the power that she had over her, she thought about the pain that Brooke must be going through. She looked her watch.

" Well, Brooke someone must have found you by now. You won’t die, but you’ll be in pain. Most importantly, without your sandwich, they won’t know what made you ill. You probably won’t be able to come to work for a couple of days." Kimberly went over to here deck, lit some candles and turned toward Thorne’s house. " Soon my love, we will be together. Brooke will be just a memory for everyone." The doorbell rang. Kimberly opened the door. " Rick, I’m so glad to see you." Rick pulled Kimberly into his arms kissing her passionately. He gave her his tongue and rubbed it suggestively against her hers. Kimberley returned the kiss with ardent passion.

Isabelle didn’t like to wait for anyone. She had planned to observe Brooke Logan and now her plans had been ruined. She had her man wait patiently wait for her to leave Forrester. He had called and told her that Brooke had been rushed to the hospital and he had no idea why. She couldn’t stay here long and she had to get back. She didn’t have a choice. " Christo, I need you do make arrangements for me to see Brooke Logan." Christo made a phone call. A few minutes later he turned toward her. " Everything’s been taken care of." Isabelle turned and walked over to look at the view in penthouse of the hotel. She heard the phone ring. " Isabelle, its’ HIM." Isabelle took the phone and waited for Christo to leave." " Yes." " Bella, where are you? " " I’m in Los Angels." " What are you doing there? We don’t have any business there."

" I know but I heard about something, a good business deal possibly." " Business, why would look into a business matter without letting me know." " It’s nothing right now, I didn’t want to bring it to you until I’m sure. Don’t you trust me?" " Bella, I don’t have to time to chat with you. Take care of whatever it is and be back in no less than two days. Don’t make me call you again." The line went dead. Isabelle hung up the phone. " Two days is enough time to do what I need."

The doctor looked at the woman in pain on the bed. He had no idea what was causing the pain, but he was going to stop it. She had vomited again and was well on her way of being dehydrated. He had the nurse to bring in something to stop the vomiting and had started an IV.

" Ridge, I don’t know why you are here but I don’t care to fight with you at this moment. Go home, I’ve got to deal with Brooke." Thorne’s eyes turned to the examining room. " Thorne, I’m not here to fight. Regardless of what you think, I do care about Logan." Thorne’s eyes became angry with the mention of Ridge’s pet name for Brooke. Ridge put his arm on Thorne’s shoulder. " No matter what has been going on with us, I don’t want to see her like that." Thorne saw the concern in Ridge’s eyes, it made no sense to fight him now. " Have they said anything?"

" No, they don’t know what’s wrong with her. All I know is that she is in a great deal of pain."

Ridge and Thorne both went to the door of the examining room each with a heavy heart for the woman on the bed. Ridge stuided Thorne and saw his pain. " Could I have been wrong about them?" he thought. Ridge turned his attention back to Brooke.

Kimberly felt Rick cup her buttocks as he brought her toward his body. She could feel the evidence of his passion for her against her. She rubbed herself against him. Rick picked her up in his arms and used his foot to close the door. He took her the bedroom and laid her on the bed.

" Rick, what about dinner?" " I’ll eat later, right now I want you." Rick looked at Kimberly waiting for a response. She smiled at him and pulled down toward her. Rick took hold of Kimberly’s lips and thrust his tongue on her waiting mouth again. He rubbed her nipple through her dress and used his other hand to pull down her strap of her dress. Kimberly moved herself toward his attentions and used her knee to rub against his straining member in his pants. He pulled the top down and hungrily took her breast inside of his mouth. He took his hands and moved it up her thigh slowly until he met her panties. He then slowly found her heat pushed the material aside and slid his finger inside of her, she was hot and wet. " Kimberly, I want you so much let me have you." Kimberly sighed and closed her eyes. She loved the way that Rick was making her feel, but she wouldn’t give in yet. She had to get him to want her so much that he would fall easily for her plan.

Thorne sat in a chair next to Ridge. He was afraid, afraid of what was happening to the woman he loved. He looked at Ridge. " You are worried about her too." " Thorne… I wouldn’t lie about caring about her. No matter what differences we might have had, I don’t want anything to happened to Logan. She was my wife at one time." The doctor came out of the room. " Doctor, what’s going on?" " Mr. Forrester, first thing, she will be fine. She’s tired, dehydrated and in a great deal of pain, but we are going to fix all of those things. Right now, we’ve given her something to stop the pain and it should be working soon. An IV has been connected and we are getting fluids into her system." " What caused this?" " I’m not sure what caused this. We pumped her stomach and we found something in her system, but at this point we don’t know what it is or even if this caused her problem. But I do know that she is responding to the medicine and her body is now putting up a fight." Relief swept Thorne’s face. " She alright, thank god, she going to be alright." " Can I see her?" " I don’t see, why not." Thorne smiled and went to Brooke’s room. " Doctor, do you think you will be able to find what happened?" The doctor turned toward Ridge with a serious look. " I’m not sure that we will be able too."

Thorne quietly went inside of Brooke room; the beeping of machines and the dripping of her IV greeted him. He walked over to Brooke who was asleep, but even in her slumber he could tell she was in pain. He sat in the chair next to her bed, and stroked her hair. " Baby, I’m not going to let anything happened to you. I love you so much. What happened? Why did this happen to you?" He leaned down and kissed her brow, tears shown in his eyes. He leaned his head down and put is next to hers, tears ran down his face.

Ridge called Rick and got his voice mail. He left a message for him to let him know about Brooke. He then called Brooke’s house. " Hello" " Bridget, thank god it’s you." " Ridge? Is everything ok?" " Bridget, I don’t want you to be upset, but your mother in the hospital."

"What! God, oh god.." " Bridget don’t get upset, she’s fine." " What hospital is she in?" "We are at Cedars." " I’m on my way." Bridget got her keys and raced to the door. Ridge was with her mother; he still cared about her. Ridge went to Brooke’s room and found his brother staring intensely at her. Thorne looked up. " Could you stay with her for a moment, I need to call Rick and Bridget."" Don’t worry, I’ve all ready done that." Thorne stood and looked away from Brooke and looked at Ridge. " I appreciate you calling them for me. I thought that you would be gone around now in fear that mother or dad would find that you were talking to me." Ridge looked at Brooke on the hospital bed. " You know Ridge, its terrible when you love someone and everyone tries to do anything that they can to destroy that love." Ridge thought of Morgan and what she was doing to his marriage. " It isn’t the same." " What, Ridge? What isn’t the same?"

Rick had Kimberly naked in her bed. He stood to shed the rest of his clothes. He got back to the head and took her breast back in to waiting mouth. He rubbed his member against her hot center feeling her wetness. Kimberly moaned and just when Rick was primed to slide into her she pulled back. " Rick, I want you so much, but I’m not ready to make love to you yet." Rick moved back and closed his eyes with frustration. "Kimberly, if you weren’t ready for this, then why did you allow us to go so far?" Kimberly took her finger and ran it down Rick’s chest and further down it touched his shaft. " I said that I wasn’t ready to make love, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t to do other things." Kimberly laid back down and smiled. " I want you to teach me Rick, teach me how to please you in other ways." Rick smiled and lowered his head to her breast. He kissed both of her breasts, lowered his kisses down her flat stomach and downs further until her reached the apex of her thighs. He raised his head to stare intensely into her face the slowly lowered his head again to taste her there. Kimberly eyes widened in amazement as shudder of heat went through her and she closed her eyes and just felt the pleasure of his tounge.

Ridge stood looking down at Brooke. " We’ve gone through so much together and now we are at a stage that we hardly speak to one another." Ridge’s mind went back to happier times with Brooke. He thought about the first time that he saw her at his house, the first time he proposed, the time the spend in Big Bear, when she gave birth, seeing her ride on the horse on their first wedding, the last time that they made love. He sat down next to her and took her hand in his and slowly brought it to his lips. Bridget walked to the door and saw Ridge kissing Brooke’s hand.

" Doctor, when do you think she’ll be ready to home?" " Mr. Forrester, she’ll probably be ready to go home sometime tomorrow." Thorne broke out in a smile. He tried to call Rick again but all he got was his voice mail. He called and told Megan that Brooke was fine and would be awake later. He walked through the hallway while he talked on the cell phone and ran into a doctor. He made her drop her chart. " I’m sorry, I didn’t see you." He picked up the chart and gave to the doctor with dark burgdany hair and the bluest eyes that he ever saw. He handed her the chart.

" Thank you" He noticed that she had an accent, but soon thoughts of Brooke invaded his mind. He went to find Brooke’s room.

" Ridge! " Ridge turned and watched as Bridget ran into his arms. " I’m so happy to see you." She hugged him tight. Ridge felt guilty as he hugged Bridget; sometimes it was hard for him to be near her, and the child he had lost. He had made promises to her but he had so much to do with his own children. " Is she going to be all right?" Bridget looked at her mother. " What happened?" " I don’t know, all we know is that she became ill after eating her lunch." " Thank god you found her." Thorne came into the room. " He didn’t find her Bridget, I did." Bridget’s face turned to anger as she saw Thorne. " Ridge was the one who called me. Why didn’t you call me to let me know about my own mother?" Ridge was puzzled my Bridget’s behavior toward Thorne. " Bridget Ridge called you because I was busy attending your mother. I just wanted to make sure that she was going to be all right." Bridget turned her back on Thorne and went toward her mother. " Mom, you are going to be alright, I know it." Tears formed in her eyes, no matter what, she loved her mother. She looked at the two men in the room, only one man belonged there, Ridge not Thorne. This didn’t change anything; she would never allow her mother to be with Thorne.

Isabelle watched the visitors in the room. Ridge Forrester, Thorne Forrester and Bridget Forrester. Thorne Forrester was a good looking man he had thought that he had run right into her by accident, it was no accident. It was always good to look at a potentional enemy eyes, the eyes could tell a great deal. If her plan worked, he would most defiantly would be an enemy. She had read Brooke’s chart and recognized the symptoms; she knew this particular poison. It didn’t kill but it could render the victim helpless. " What kind of enemies do you have that would that one of them would try to hurt you." She watched as the doctors told them that they had to leave for a while. She watched at Bridget Forrester avoided Thorne while he look dejected and worried.

Kimberly laid in her bed feeling satisfied. Rick had taugght her something this night about pleasure. She laughed as she thought about how disappointed he was that they didn’t make love. She needed to learn how to pleasure a man; she had to know in order to please Thorne. She got up from the bed and called the hospital. " Yes, I like to find out about one of your patients, Brooke Logan." Kimberly smiled as she thought of Brooke. She’d take Brooke’s man and her son.

Brooke slowly opened her eyes. Her stomach was sore as well as her throat. She felt like a bus had hit her. " What happened?" She felt a hand touch her forehead. " Don’t try to get up Ms. Logan." Brooke closed her eyes as a woman’s voice with an unusual accent spoke to her.

" Where am I?" " You are at the hospital." Brooke opened her eyes and her vision was blurred. She made out a shape of a woman with red hair. " Don’t try to exert yourself, get some rest."

Brooke closed her eyes. Isabelle smiled as looked down at Brooke.

Rick knocked on the door to the apartment. The door answered and a pretty brunette stood in the doorway. " Rick, what are you doing here?" Rick smiled. " What do you think I’m doing here?"

" Well my guess would be that your girlfriend got you hot and bothered and didn’t follow through." She ran her finger around the edge of her low-cut shirt. She laughed and threw her arms around him while she kissed Rick passionately. He returned the kiss with ardor. " I know what you need." Rick followed her into her apartment.

 Against All Odds Part 11 Review ( Brooke’s Visitor ) ( Brooke is rushed to the hospital for her pain, the doctors are puzzled by her symptoms. Ridge and Thorne held a temporary truce as they worry about Brooke. Bridget is delighted to see Ridge kissing a sleeping Brooke’s hand. Isabelle goes to the hospital dressed as a doctor and watches a sleeping Brooke. Kimberly and Rick almost make love, when rejected Rick visits a girl and kisses her.)

Against All Odds Part 12 (Ridge's Guilt)

Isabelle looked down at the sleeping woman. " You look the same. You are still a beautiful woman." Isabelle took her chart out once again and took out a mechanism that copied what it stated. She glanced back at the sleeping woman. She would be leaving LA today, but she would be leaving one of her best men behind. She was sorry that she wasn’t going to be able to observe Brooke in her natural element, it make no sense to study a woman who was in the hospital. The "deliver man" who brought a bouquet of flowers to her home had already placed the bugs in Brooke’s home. Getting into Forrester and Thorne Forrester’s house would be an easy task. Isabelle went back to the bed and looked at Brooke she turned and left.

Rick Forrester was feeling bad, bad about the fact that he wasn’t there for his mother when she needed him. He also felt bad about what he had almost let happen with Eve. It wasn’t right to use her because he was feeling frustrated about Kimberly. " How did you let yourself go over there again? Didn’t you feel bad enough the first time."? Rick finished drinking his coffee. Sleeping with Eve a couple of weeks ago had been bad enough, and he almost did the same thing last night. It was wrong and he knew it. If he didn’t watch out, he’d be no better then Ridge. " I love you Kimberly and I promise you, I’ll make it up to you." What he had with Eve was over, she was sweet and very attractive, but he loved Kimberly. Rick had meet Eve during the time that Kimberly wasn’t speaking to him, he knew it was wrong but they had meet on campus. She was fun to be with and worked hard to get a scholarship at school. One night after a party and after calling Kimberly for what seemed like the thousandth time, he went over to Eve’s apartment. They talked about the things that were bothering him, losing little Eric, Kimberly’s avoidance and the trouble heading his mother’s way. Eve was always good at listening; she was also good at other things. " Rick, you can’t see her anymore."

Brooke opened her eyes to find that she was in a hospital room. She looked at the IV in her arm. A nurse walked into the room. " Mrs. Forrester, I’m glad to see that you are up. And from the looks of it, you are feeling better." Brooke was puzzled, why was she here. Suddenly her mind went back to the previous day and she remembered the pain. Brooke struggled to sit. " Am I alright?" The nurse smiled, " Yes you are fine. You need to sit back to stay calm, I’m quite sure that the man outside the room wants to see you, he’s been asking about you." Even though weary, she smiled at the thought of seeing Thorne. " Please send him in." Brooke watched the nurse leave the room. Brooke’s mind tried to remember something; maybe it was a dream. A woman in a white jacket with burgundy hair and a strange accent.." The door swung open. "Logan, I’m glad that you are doing better." The smile slid from Brooke’s face. " I don’t know why you are here Ridge, but I’m not up to whatever you have planned so leave."

In Italy

Caspian was waiting for Isabelle’s return. It bothered him that she would be doing something without telling him, it meant that it must be something big. No matter what, nor the arguments that they had had over the years, they had never kept any secrets expect once. He didn’t want to think about time, it was another lifetime ago. He looked in the mirror at his image. Time had treated him well. He was a handsome man with blue eyes long thick back hair that was currently tied in the back. His body was toned and muscular. He was powerful, more than rich and well respected in the legitimate and illegitimate business world. He had everything he wanted expect for one thing. He walked over to the lit fireplace in the large spacious living room in his mansion. He missed his wife; he missed her laugh, her smile, and the way she had made him feel. It had been so many years but that didn’t change the way that he had felt. No one knew the pain he carried in his heart, except for Isabelle. She knew it and said nothing. No one ever said anything about his wife. It was an unwritten law. Her name was never to be uttered. Her rooms were never to be opened by anyone but he and the special maid he hired to clean those rooms. He looked at the portrait of her hanging over the fireplace. She was his, in life and death. He had nothing. All the land, homes and business meant nothing, all he had left was Isabelle. They had made a pack years ago when they were young, when he had killed for her. She had watched him kill, had taken the blood from the knife that he had used to slit that monster’s neck and wiped on the white night gown she wore. " You shed blood for me and I owe you my eternal loyalty." She had bent down and on her two knees, took his hand that was stained with blood and kissed it. It was the only time in his life he had seen tears in her eyes, it was the last time he ever saw anything remotely human in her face. From that point on she had swallowed anything that she found to be weak; she thought emotions were weak. Who was he to talk, emotions wasn’t something that he had been good at expressing. No one ever knew what he thought; he didn’t talk much he didn’t need too that was until she came into his life, the only woman he had loved with his soul.

Kimberly ran the doorbell to Brooke’s house. It was the last place that she wanted to be, but she had to go there to find out what happened to Brooke, the hospital wouldn’t give her any news. Bridget opened the door. " What are you doing here?" Kimberly put on a fake sweet smile" Bridget, I heard about your mom, I wanted to know if she was alright." Bridget let Kimberly in; she wasn’t sure what her game was. " I thought that you didn’t like my mother, why would you be concerned about her?" " I don’t like your mother but that doesn’t mean that I want her to be hurt." Kimberly walked toward the pictures on the mantel of the fireplace; she looked at the photos of Rick and Thorne. " I only came here to see Rick, but since you’re here, we can have a nice long chat, I want to speed things up." " Why do you want to move so fast Kimberly, they haven’t had a chance to spend much time together."

" Logan, there isn’t any need for you to get upset. I’m not here to get on your case or start any arguments. I just came here to see how you are feeling." Brooke gave Ridge a suspicious look.

" If you think that I’m going to let you run Forrester while I’m in here, you’ve got another think coming. I’d let Amber run my company before you, well not Amber but…. Why are you here?" Ridge sighed; this was going to be a lot harder than he thought.

" Where in the world is Ridge, we need him for the meeting" Megan looked puzzled, Mr. Forrester, how can you have a meeting without Brooke?" Eric looked annoyed at the mention of Brooke’s name; he still wanted to get to the bottom of things. "What did Kimberly mean when she said that Bridget was hurt by Brooke." Megan saw the look on Eric’s face, she recognized it, and it meant he was thinking about Brooke. " Mr. Forrester, about the meeting, don’t you think that we should postpone it until Brooke is back to work, I know that she…." " Look Megan, we don’t have to wait for Brooke, I ran this company for years without her help and it’s not my fault that she ate something bad and is in the hospital." " Too bad whatever made her sick, didn’t kill her." Eric glanced up and saw Stephanie. Megan left the room shaking her head, why didn’t they give Brooke a chance." Eric rose and kissed his wife. " Have you seen Ridge this morning?"

" No why?" " I wanted to talk about you both about Brooke’s latest stunt." A mean glint shown in Stephanie’s harsh eyes. " What has that bitch done now?"

Taylor went into Ridge’s office; it was empty. " Where are you Ridge."? Yesterday he had come home and told her about Brooke’s illness. She was sorry that Brooke was hurt, no matter what had happened in the past she was sorry about the things that had happened between all of them. In retro spect, Venice was a mistake; it had ultimately cost Macy her life. Taylor sighed; maybe she would visit Morgan.

Brooke took another drink of water. " I don’t want anything from you Logan." "Do you really think that I believe that, we haven’t had a civil conversation since before Venice."? Ridge winched at the mention of Venice, he couldn’t stop thinking about it last night. He was starting do feel bad about it. Maybe it was because of what Morgan had done to him, his whole world was falling apart because of her machinations. " I know that you probably won’t believe what I have to say, but I’m sorry that you were sick yesterday." Brooke sat up and gave Ridge an annoyed look. " Now that you’ve said that you are sorry, you should leave." Ridge moved closer to her hoping that she would listen to him. He reached out to take her hand. She pulled her hand away from his. " If you would listen.." " Why should I listen to you, you’ve destroyed any trust that I had in you. Then you come back say all the " I’m sorry" and expect me to forgive you. When I don’t you act like a spoiler brat, and the moment that your mother hands down her ultimation to your brother, you fall right in like a good little soldier. You have no problem hurting me or hurting your brother. You need to leave; we have nothing else to say. Any friendship that we had, you killed when you hurt your brother and me. Go home Ridge to your perfect wife and children, you had a chance to make sure that I’m all right. You’ve had a chance to make sure that I’m not going to die and leave you with all that guilt" Ridge felt uncomfortable with her words, they had struck a chord within him. " Logan…" " No, just leave!"

" Ridge, you heard my mother, she said that she wants you to leave!" Rick came into the hospital room, and he didn’t like the way his mother was upset. " You need to leave now, Ridge!" Ridge moved away from Brooke, he turned toward her. " This isn’t over, we will get our chance to talk."

"Stephanie, you need to calm down, I don’t want anything that Brooke had done to upset you." Eric took Stephanie by the hand and sat her down next to him. " Well, what has she done know?" Eric sighed; Brooke’s new action was going to cause them problems. " She has fired Kimberly."

Stephanie jumped up. "She did what? Why would she do that, Kimberly had done an excellent job for the princess company, she has a great many hits on the Internet websites. How can Brooke do this, how can she fire that poor girl after she caused her sister’s death?" Stephanie began to shake with anger; she was tired of Brooke causing trouble. She had brought Morgan into the company and Morgan was destroying Ridge’s marriage. " We won’t let her do this, it’s bad enough that she killed Macy, she is now trying to destroy her poor sister." Eric saw the anger inside of his wife’s face; he took Stephanie into his arms and held her. " Don’t worry, we’ll think of something, we won’t allow her to hurt Kimberly." " Oh God, Eric, what about Rick? Doesn’t she think about how this is going to effect him, Kimberly is his girlfriend." Tears came into Stephanie’s eyes. " We have to stop her, she going to ruins all of us."

Thorne came into Brooke’s hospital room, she was laughing at something that Rick was saying. It was good to see her smiling. He had been talking to the doctor and he said that she should stay the night for observation and then she would go home. He had already decided that he would make her stay home for a couple of days and he would also be staying with her. Regardless of what Bridget wanted, he was staying until Brooke until was completely better. " Hey Hon" "Thorne, I’m so glad to see you." Thorne went to Brooke’s bed and kissed her on the lips. "Mmm, that taste good." Thorne leaned down to kiss her again with more passion. Brooke responded moving her body toward hers. " Maybe I should leave you too alone." Brooke blushed and turned toward her son. " No, don’t leave." " Where’s Bridget? She was here last night, at least that’s what Rick said." Thorne didn’t really want to talk about Bridget; they had another argument last night when he followed her to Brooke’s house. She had wanted Ridge to follow her home instead of Thorne. Thorne had decided that Bridget had read too much in Ridge’s visit, he wanted her to know that he had no intention of bowing out of Brooke’s life.

" Dad and Mom, you wanted to see me?" " Yes Ridge, your mother and I wanted to see you about the Kimberly situation." Ridge looked puzzled at the mention of Kimberly’s name. "What situation with Kimberly?" " Didn’t Brooke tell you? I thought that you might have talked to her at the hospital." Ridge wondered what his father was talking about. " No, Brooke was just waking up when I went to visit, I didn’t have time to talk to her. At the mention of Brooke’s name, Stephanie became livid again. " Why were you visiting Brooke? You have enough problems to deal with without seeing her." Eric didn’t know what Stephanie was talking about. "What problems is your mother talking about, has Brooke done something else besides firing Kimberly?" " Brooke fired Kimberly? When did that happen?"

" So everything is on schedule right Bridget?" Bridget was tired of the way that Kimberly was acting as if this whole thing was all her idea. " Yes, everything is on schedule, I’ll work on phase three, but it can’t start until after my mom gets better." " Why not?" " Because she is sick and I’m not trying to kill my mother, I do love her, that’s why I’m doing this." Kimberly placed her hand on Bridget’s shoulder, I know that you love her, even though she has done all of those things to you, you still care." Bridget thought about her mother, she had to save her. " Thorne came here last night." " I thought that you told your mother that you didn’t want him here with her." " I couldn’t control him, he wanted to talk to me." Kimberly began to panic, part of the plan was to keep Brooke and Thorne apart from each other, that way the setup would be more real. "Listen Bridget, you had better do better. Put your foot down or something, but keep Thorne away from here. I thought that you said that you could handle things, if you can’t just let me know and I will take care of things my self!" Bridget didn’t like Kimberly’s tone. " Who do you think that you are? I’m the one who is doing everything. I’m the one who is canceling the calls, getting into trouble and having fights with my mother, what are you doing? All you are doing is being friends with Thorne, keeping tabs on him and dating my brother. I’m taking all the chances, you don’t have anything to loose, I do!" Kimberly couldn’t stand the way Bridget talked to her, she has no idea of all the things she did and planned on doing. " I’m just saying that we have to keep Thorne out of this house. I’m sorry if you think that I’m being rude, besides I do have something to lose, I could loose Rick over this. I have been under a lot of stress too especially since your mother fired me." " Fired you, why would she do that?"

" Thorne do you mind if I could speak to you for a second." Thorne glanced back at Brooke who was having her temperature taken by the nurse. " I’ll be back in a few minutes sweetie." He leaned over and kissed Brooke on check. He and Rick walked out of the room. " What’s up Rick?" " Thorne it about Ridge." " What about him?" " I found him with mother earlier, he was upsetting her." Thorne’s face contorted with anger. " What was he saying to her Rick?" " I don’t know; he kept trying to apologize for something that he did. Do you know what he was talking about? Thorne if you know what he did to my mother, you had better tell me!" Thorne knew that Rick wanted answers and it was about time that someone told him the truth about their family.

Kimberly crept slowly into Brooke’s room. She sat on her bed and laid down. " So this is where you bring all of your men." Kimberly sat up and went into Brooke’s armoire; she noticed that she had drawers for lingerie, underwear and other personal items. She then noticed a black box in the bottom of one of the drawser. She tried to open the box but it was locked. " Why would you need to lock a box in your own home Brooke? Kimberly quickly put the box in her bag, she’d find out what Brooke was hiding.

Eric signed the papers that Megan had brought in. Stephanie and Ridge had left in a hurry to talk about something, he didn’t know what was going on, and they had been acting strange lately. Eric looked down at a group of photos on the table. Kimberly looked beautiful in the photo.

" How could you Brooke, how could you fire her?" The burst open and Rick stormed in. " How could you? How could you do something like that to MY MOTHER!" Eric was confused, why was Rick angry with him? " Rick, what are you talking about, I haven’t seen your mother since two days ago." Rick walked toward his father and got into his face. " I know, I know all about your dirty PLAN and how you and Ridge hurt my mother. How could you do that? How could you allow him to hurt my mother, after all that he has done!"

Against All Odds Part 12 Review ( Ridge’s Guilt) ( Ridge tries to speak to Brooke but she becomes angered and Rick throws him out. Kimberly and Bridget continue to plot against Brooke and Thorne, although they came to odds. Kimberly finds a black box in Brooke’s drawers. Rick is guilt ridden over sleeping with Eve, a classmate. Eric and Stephanie are angered by Kimberly’s firing. Caspian thinks about his wife and Isabelle. Isabelle has Brooke’s house bugged and leaves a man behind to watch her. Rick finds about the plan in Venice.

Against All Odds Part 13 ( Mrs. Walters)

Eric stood on the patio near the pool and over looked the city below. He took a sip out of glass filled with cognac. His mind was sorely on his son and the conversation that they had earlier that day. His mind went back." Answer me, damn you! How could you do that to her?" Eric put his hands on his son’s shoulder as he pulled away. " If you would only give me a chance to explain." " Explain, what do you think that you could explain? How can you explain having Ridge try to seduce my mother in order to break up her relationship with Thorne. You knew, you knew first hand how long it took my mother to get over him. YEARS! Years of wanting, begging, pleading and taking abusive all for him and at the end, he left. You know how hard it was for her to hear about the twins to work with him. That didn’t matter, how my mother suffered didn’t matter, all that mattered was that you and Ridge didn’t want her to be happy." The only time Eric had seen his son this hurt or angry was when he was dealing with Amber and the loss of little Eric. " I don’t know what your mother has told you…" Rick laughed and waved his hands in aggregation. "That’s the thing about mom, no matter what you did to her she never planned on telling me and she didn’t. She always wanted Bridget and I to see the best in you." Rick turned toward his father and shook his head in shame. " You know what’s really sad, you used to be the same as her. No matter what you stood by mom and you never said bad things or plotted against her. You’ve changed dad, I don’t think that I know you anymore." Rick sighed, there was no use arguing with his father, he had made a decision on his way over to Forrester Creations. " You know, I like Stephanie, she really care about her family, but she has never given my mother a chance. She always blames her for everything that has gone wrong. What you did was even more unforgivable because you once loved my mother." Eric felt a sharp pain in his heart, if only he would listen. " It was for Stephanie and the family that I did this. I was not trying to hurt your mother." " But you did dad, you help to create a situation that hurt her, you tricked her and abused your relationship." " Son, she doesn’t love Thorne anymore than she loved me, it was always Ridge." Rick was puzzled by his father’s remarks. Hadn’t he seen the way they were together? " If you really saw them together, you’d know that my mother was over Ridge. No matter what happened in that hotel room, she loves Thorne. It seems to me that your problems about this relationship might be more of a personal matter than trying to protect Stephanie. You need to think about this some more. I’m sorry to find how far that you would go in order to "protect’ Stephanie. I’ll be moving out tomorrow, I can’t stay there anymore." Eric ran over to Rick as he left the room. " Don’t do this…Rick!" Eric’s mind was brought back to the present. There was no way he was going to lose his youngest son; Rick would be back, as soon as he found out what happened to Kimberly.

Bridget stood outside the hotel room. She couldn’t believe her luck; she had put her application in for the Montez program. She hadn’t used her real name; she wanted to be accepted into the program on her artwork and not on the Forrester name. Being accepted into this program would be an honor. Mrs. Hunter has called her this afternoon and told her that Ms. Walters for the committee had been in town for business and would be willing to interview Bridget as part of the application while she was in town. Bridget didn’t know when she had been so nervous, if she got this then she’d study under some of the greatest artist and live abroad for a year. She knew that her parents wouldn’t mind because her grandparents lived in Paris and she could see them when she wanted. She knocked on the door and a good-looking man wearing all black answered it. " Yes." " I’m Sara Jennings, I’m here to see Mrs. Walters for an interview." The man slowly smiled and took her into the sitting room. Slowly the other door opened and a beautiful woman wearing an expensive black suite with a short-cropped hair cut, and glasses came into the room. The first thing that Bridget noticed about the woman was her eyes; they were a startling color of blue. " Ms. Jennings?" Bridget stood up and shook the woman’s hand. " I’m Mrs. Walters, how are you doing today." Bridget smiled, I’m doing well. I fist want to thank you for giving up some of your time to come and talk with me. The woman looked at her so intensely Bridget became nervous. Mrs. Walters turned away and went to the sidebar and poured a cup of coffee. " You shouldn’t be nervous Bridget, I’m not going to hurt you." Bridget was so caught up in listening to Mrs. Walters accent that she didn’t notice at first that she called her by her name.

Fear grew in her stomach; if they knew she lied about how she was, they might not give accept her into the program. Bridget watched as Mrs. Walter turned toward her and brought her a cup of coffee, she saw down and watched Mrs. Walters slowly drink from her up. " Don’t worry Bridget, I know who you are."

Kimberly sat on Thorne’s back porch, he should be home soon. " You have to come home Thorne, at least to change clothes. You can’t stand over Brooke every minute of the hour." Kimberly took out her bag and took out the black box that she had found in Brooke’s room. She had tried to open it and couldn’t. " What is it that you are hiding?" Kimberly was lost in her thoughts. " Kimberly, what are you doing here?" Kimberly looked up and saw Thorne standing over her. A smile spread across her face. " Thorne, thank God that you are home." She hugged him tightly. She loved the feel of him in her arms, he was everything to her. Thorne eased out of her hug and touched her gently on the face. " Are you alright?" " Yes, I’m fine." Thorne noticed the black box lying on the ground. He picked it up. " Is this yours?"

Ridge went into Morgan’s office. She turned and glared at him. " What do you want Ridge?" "I need to talk to you now!" " If you think that I’m going to let you come in here and bully me, you have another thing coming. I hold all the cards Ridge, I have the video tape and if you don’t want me to show it to your precious wife then you will leave me and your baby alone." Ridge blanched at the mention of his child that was growing inside of her. " I want to know what you and my wife talked about today at lunch." Morgan smiled, " We talked about the baby, our baby." Ridge grabbed Morgan by the arm. " What, did you tell her?" Morgan snatched her arm back. " No, Ridge, I didn’t tell her but we discussed it and we think that she would be the perfect god mother to our child." Morgan laughed. " You know what Ridge, I don’t know who is more pathetic, your narcotic mother or your physiatrist wife. She goes on and on about knowing people and reading them. Then she talks about you and your perfect marriage. How wonderful and trustworthy you are. She doesn’t know you at all." " Don’t you dare talk about my wife, you bitch, and you’ve ruined my life." " You did yourself Ridge, actually you did IT twice that night." Morgan advanced toward Ridge and slowly ran her finger down the side of her face. Ridge grabbed her finger and squeezed. Morgan moved her face toward his and up her lips right under his. " You loved every minute of it Ridge, you loved f**king me. I still remember how it felt to have you inside of me. If you were honest to yourself and took a good long look at that tape you’d realize it." Morgan pulled her finger out of Ridge’s grasp and moved behind her desk. "I’d advice you to treat me with a little more respect, after all I’m the mother of your next child." Ridge started toward her. " No, Ridge, I don’t think so. You ‘d had better control yourself and your mother. Right now Taylor thinks that Clarke is the father of my child and that what she will continue to think unless you ruin it." " I could tell her the truth Morgan." " Like I’ve said before Ridge, you can tell her and it will be on you. Do you really think that you were tricked, its your word against mine, I have this video tape that will show her that you love it. After all the problems that your marriage had with Brooke, Taylor would leave you. All you have to do is keep that pretty mouth of your closed and everything will be fine."

 

Brooke slowly ate her dinner. She had sent Thorne home; she wondered what he and Rick talked about. He didn’t tell her, but Rick had seemed upset. She didn’t want her son to be upset. Thorne had told her that he planned to stay with her until she had gotten better. She didn’t know if that would be a good idea with Bridget and all, but maybe Bridget would finally have a chance to see that they loved each other. She didn’t know what to do, she felt like she was being pulled into two different directions. There was also the Kimberly matter, she hadn’t told anyone that Kimberly was fired except for Megan; she had to tell them soon. She knew that Thorne would be a bit upset over the firing but she’d explain her reasons to him. It was business, plain and simple, she would not allow herself to be a doormat to anyone any more. Those days were over, Brooke wasn’t going to take it from anyone especially Kimberly. She was more worried about Rick’s reaction; she would have to tell him about what happened in her office. She wouldn’t protect anyone one anymore, from now one everyone would be held accountable for his or her actions.

" You know who I am?" " Of course I do, I recognize you. I’ve seen your picture; it was in a magazine. Now would you like to explain why you would have to lie about who you are?" Bridge knew only the truth would be accepted. " I wanted to get the acceptance on my own, on my merit. I didn’t want to be judged on my family. I don’t want any special treatment. I wanted the committee to look at my artwork and judge it solely on its beauty." Mrs. Walters listened to the young girl. " You have very admiral qualities, most people would take advantage of their famous parents. You mother did a good job raising you." Bridget’s face broke at the mention of her mother. Her mother had worked very hard with her and she did it alone. " Your face, it changed when I mentioned your mother. Do you have a problem with her?" " No, I don’t have a problem with her, she has been a good mother." " She’s an interesting woman, good in business. She also had some interesting relationships." Bridget knew what was coming, the nasty remarks. " She follows her heart a great deal, doesn’t she?" Bridget wondered where Mrs. Walters was going. " Yes" "When she loves someone, she loves them no matter what." Bridget’s mind went to Ridge and then Thorne. " She’s a very determined woman isn’t she?" " Yes, she is, she’s a good person.." "But.." Bridget’s eyes met Mrs. Walters. " But, sometimes she gets hurt by following her heart." "Matters of the heart can often turn the strongest of men into a shadow of themselves. I can imagine how it could affect your mother and also you. You are probably a lot like her. You both are strong women. You both are probably survivors, you’re mother has survived a great deal and come out on top. After meeting you, I think that you are a survivor like her." Bridget smiled at the complement. " That’s enough about your mother, let’s see your portfolio."

" It’s nothing, it belongs to a friend of mine, she left it in my car." Thorne glanced at the box and then handed it back to Kimberly. " I haven’t seen you in a couple of days Thorne." " I’ve been busy." Kimberly’s eyes narrowed. " With Brooke?" Thorne smiled at the mention at Brooke’s name. " Yes, I’ve been making sure that she is okay." " Yes, I heard that she was ill." " Do you have any idea about what her ill?" " No, but I’m sure that it was probably something that she ate. Kimberly remembered putting the poison in her sandwich. " I’m quite sure that that it was." Thorne glanced at his watch. " I’m sorry Kimberly but I want to take a shower and rush back to the hospital to Brooke. " Of course, Brooke can’t stand having a few minutes without you fawning over her." The venom in Kimberly’s voice surprised Thorne. " I thought that you were feeling better about Brooke." " Thorne the only reason I accept Brooke is because of you." She touched Thorne on the face. " You’ve been so good to me, put that doesn’t change how I feel about her." Kimberly walked away with anger. " Kimberly I know that you are angry, but you have to let got of your anger." " I will Thorne, with your help." " Kimberly, you need more than me, I think that I’m going to find another doctor for you." Kimberly got a strange look in her eye at them mention of a doctor." " Kimberly why did you go and see Dr. Staten the other morning?. I thought that you said that you didn’t like him." The phone rang and Thorne answered it. He came back outside. " I’ve got to go Kimberly, Brooke is waiting for me. I promise you that we will talk tomorrow about this." Thorne hugged her and went back inside of the house. Kimberly thought about Dr. Staten and the things that he had told her he was going to tell Thorne. He said that she was developing an unhealthy relationship with him and that he advised that she spend more time with her peers. He said that he was going to tell Thorne that he was hurting her instead of helping her. Kimberly had panicked when she had heard what he said, she didn’t know what to do. Thank god that he had that family emergency and had to leave or she would have had to take care of him. The phone rang again and the machine picked it up. " Thorne this is Dr. Staten, when we have a chance, I’d like you to call me at the following number. It is important, Kimberly needs some help soon."

Bridget walked out of the hotel room. The interview went well, she thought it was strange that Mrs. Walters wanted to know all about her family, especially her mother, but she guessed that if they were going to be taking care of you for a year, they needed to know all about your family. Mrs. Walter’s knew a great deal about art, in fact she knew a great deal about different painters and places. Maybe she’d get accepted. What would she do then, could she leave her mother especially after what she had planned? It would leave her mother devastated. Bridget shook her head. " Mrs. Walters’s is right, my mom is a survivor."

Kimberly heart raced. She went into the house and erased the tape. She heard the shower in the other room; she slowly crept toward the bedroom. She went inside and noticed that Thorne had left the bathroom door ajar. She stood and silently watched him in the shower. " He’s so beautiful. You can’t have him Brooke."

Bridget had been an interesting girl. A bit spoiled but determined, like her mother. " I was right when I said that you would be a lot like your mother. You will survive Bridget even after Brooke is gone from your life. You will survive and be strong, with your strength, you will honor your mother." Isabelle took the wig off her head. She made a phone call. " Make sure that Bridget Forrester gets one of the positions. No the work that she has done is excellent." She hung up the phone and made the arrangements to go home to Caspian.

Against All Odds Part 13 Review ( Mrs. Walters ){Kimberly wonders what's in Brooke's box. Thorne comes home to find Kimberly and asks her about Dr. Staten. Eric replays his fight with Rick in which Rick decides to move out permanently. Brooke decides not to hide anyone devious deeds anymore. Bridget is interviewed for a position in the Montez Artist program; little does she know that the woman interviewing her is Isabelle. Isabelle is impressed by Bridget and gets more information about Brooke. Isabelle makes a phone call and see that Bridget gets one of the positions. Isabelle makes arrangements to head home to Caspian.}

Chapter 14 ( Everybody Comes Home)

 

Isabelle walked into her opulent bedroom that overlooked the beautiful city far below. She loved being back home. She placed her bag on the chair next the balcony. She opened the door and walked outside, taking in the sounds and the fresh air. Although the trip had been short, it had been worth it.

Her mind went back to Brooke Logan; she would be able to monitor her with the bugs in her home. She had left Christo there and he would give her daily reports while she got her plan together. ' Isabelle, what has you in such deep thoughts?' She slowly turned and saw a gorgeous handsome man with short hair. She smiled. ' How did you know that I was back?' She walked over to the man and ran her finger down the open collor of the robe that he was wearing.

' I going to have to fire someone if they are telling you my business.' She untied the sash at the waist of the robe. The robe fell open reveling a splendid naked body. ' Do you want me to leave Isabelle?' She walked away from him, the moonlight shining through her open French door. She turned toward him. She took of her black jacket, pulled the ends of her silver blouse out of her black shirt. She unbuttoned the jeweled buttons on her blouse and pulled it off. She reveled her black-laced push up bra. She never blinked or smiled or gave any indication that she wanted him, but he knew that she did. She then unzipped her skirt and it dropped to the floor. She stepped out of the skirt. She had on black garters and matching black laced underwear. The man's eyes went to the gun holster strapped on her left thigh. She moved her hand down her thigh slowly and took the gun out. She placed it on the table near the ______. She kicked off her high-healed shoes and walked over to him. ' She's an incredibly sexy woman', he thought. She stood directly in front of him and then undid the hairpin, loosened her hair. ' Do I look like I want you to go home?' He smiled. She grabbed his head and kissed him with fever using her tongue to mate with his. This was the main reason he liked he; she was passionate and wild. Isabelle was no ordinary woman.

Kimberly looked down at the basket of freshly baked cookies. Thorne was going to love them; she knew that he hadn't eaten much lately. ' He's spending to much time hovering over that tramp.' Kimberly wasn't worried, although she might have been if she hadn't gotten rid of that call from Dr. Staten last night. She wondered how she was going to keep him from calling Thorne in the future, she'd think of something. She had better get going, if she was going to 'run' into Rick and Thorne at the hospital. Maybe this might be a good time to let them know that she was fired. She smiled at the thought. ' Let's see you get out of this one, Brooke.'

Bridget waited for her mother to be wheeled back into her hospital room. She didn't have much time to talk, class started in about 45 minutes. She had left school just after her lunch break. She just wanted to talk to her mother; she was feeling great about her application. For all things, it was going well. She wanted to tell her mother and get some advice, but she didn't. She didn't know how to proceed with things. She was glad that her mother was feeling better and wasn't sick, but she was still mad about her and Thorne. ' I'm just glad that you weren't here, maybe Rick can come and get mom when she is discharged later on today. Bridget's mind went back to the other day with Ridge kissing Brooke's hand. ' Maybe you could do it.'

Bridget left the room to make a phone call.

' You can't leave like this, Rick.' Rick was packing the last of his things that was in the guesthouse. ' Yes, I can. Did you really think that I was going to stay here after all the things that I found out?' Eric sighed; he had been trying to talk Rick out of moving all morning without luck. '

Rick..' ' Dad, I don't want to talk about this any longer. You made a decision that caused my mother pain, you didn't respect her and did you think that I didn't notice the way that you've been treating her. I thought that you were mad about Thorne and that you needed time to get used to things.' Eric moved so he stood directly in front of Rick's suitcase. ' I did what was best for the family.' Rick moved his father aside and placed clothes into the suitcase. ' Family. Isn't it amazing how that word is used to as a reason for all of the decisions made around here. Ridge had to leave because of it, I stayed with Amber because of it, and you destroyed my mother because of it. All the lying, cheating and hurting in this family is done because of ' family', I'm tired of that word. You did it because you couldn't stand my mother to be with Thorne because of your own regicidal feeling for her plain and simple. You put my mother last, you hurt her and I won't stay her. Rick closed the suitcase and walked to the door. ' I'm ashamed that you are my father, my father would have thought about the pain that he was putting on my mother by making her variable to Ridge. After all that he is done to her, you made her his victim again.' Rick opened the door and walked out, not bothering to close it. Eric stood there looking at his son leave with tears in his eyes. ' You done it again Brooke, you've caused

another rip in the family.'

Brooke quietly dressed. Thorne would be picking her up soon. She wondered if Bridget had left to go back to school. She had been strangely quiet, she hadn't even said much about Thorne bringing her home. Maybe she would be more receptive of Thorne being in her life as a lover and soon as a husband.

' If I just give her time, she will come to accept us.' ' Who will Brooke?'

Brooked looked up and found Thorne staring at her intensely. He smiled and brought her the bouquet of flowers. She took flowers from him. ' Don't you think that you brought me enough flowers, you sent me two yesterday and then the ones that you sent at the house. Thorne was puzzled; he had sent her flowers only at the hospital. Maybe Ridge had sent her the flowers at her

house; he didn't like the idea of that. Brooke saw a frown cover Thorne's face and she touched his lips with hers. 'Don't worry, I love anything that you give me.' Thorne smiled and kissed her passionately. She moved closer to him while he pulled her toward his body, he felt himself becoming aroused.

Thorne suddenly pulled back. ' This had got to stop, I'm supposed to take you home and make sure that you are resting.' Brooke licked her lips slowly.

' I can think you had better follow the doctors orders and take me home straight home to bed.' Thorne picked up Brooke's flowers and bag, kissed her again and then called the nurse. He turned and smiled. 'You know that I aim to please.'

Bridget had tried to call Ridge, but he wasn't in his office or at home. She looked at her watch, she had better get back to school or she would be late.

She started down the corridor back toward her mother's room when she saw Taylor coming down the hall with Thomas. 'God, just what I need, Dr. Know-It-All. ' Bridget!' Taylor waved to her; Bridget turned and forced a smile on her face. ' Hi, what are you doing here?' ' I'm here to see my mom, she in the hospital you know.' Taylor gave bent down to give Thomas a cookie. ' Say hi to Bridget.' The little boy smiled up at Bridget. ' Hi' Taylor was ok, she supposed, but if Bridget were honest with herself, she knew that she liked Thomas a great deal. ' Hi Thomas, you love those cookies don't you?' The little body nodded his head and smiled at her. ' How's your mother doing? I hear that they might be letting her go later on today.' ' She's doing better, why don't you go and visit her.' Taylor paled at Bridget's suggestion. Truthfully she did want to make sure that Brooke was all right, but she didn't want to do anything that would anger Stephanie. ' I guess you need permission right Taylor?' Bridget walked past Taylor with contempt in her eyes. Taylor reached out toward Bridget.' ' I would but...' ' You don't need to explain things to me. When you thought you were going to die, you called on my mother. She was ill and you can't even see her because of what? I thought you all were mad at Thorne!'

Kimberly walked into the hospital room; it was empty. She saw a nurse pass by. ' Excuse me.'

'Yes?' 'Can you tell me if Brooke Logan has been moved?' 'She wasn't moved, she was discharged about ten minutes ago. 'Damn, I missed them' ' Do you know who picked her up? It was Mr. Forrester.' The nurse moved away. ' Was it a young man my age or an older man?' The nurse gave Kimberly an annoyed look, why was she asking so many questions? ' It was an older man, but he wasn't old. He was a good-looking blond man. Kimberly had missed Brooke and Thorne; maybe she should go to the house under the guise of seeing Rick.

Isabelle lowered herself on the naked sweaty male in her bed. She closed her eyes in ecstasy as she felt his fullness strength her. She lowered her breast into his mouth and he licked her nipple and then bit it. He knew that she sometimes liked it rough. She pulled his head back, kissed him and then bit his lower lip so hard that she tasted his blood in her mouth. He pulled her roughly closer toward him and pumped up inside of her while she met him with fevered ardor. She scored his back with her nails. He tried to turn her so he would be on top of her, but she wouldn't let him. She tightened her legs around his tight and continued the rhythm he started.

Thorne carried Brooke into the house. ' You don't need to carry me, I can walk.' Brooke laughed and rubbed her face in Thorne's neck. It was nice to be with him again. Brooke suddenly noticed the difference in her house. It was filled with balloons and dozens and dozens of flowers. A large banners what read Welcome Home greeted her. Thorne smiled down at the woman in his arms. 'Welcome home my dear.' ' Thorne, its wonderful.' ' No, you are wonderful.' Brooke noticed the tears in his eyes. She reached up and caught one with her finger. 'Why the tears?' ' I thought that I would lose you, I couldn't bare it if anything ever happened to you. I love you, I can't lose you too.' Brooke was surprised by the passion in his voice. He carried her over to the sofa. He sat down and pulled her into his lap. Brooke turned toward him.

' Nothing will ever happen to me. I love you too.' Thorne gently kissed Brooke on the lips and smiled. He wanted this, to live with her and be with her. He was going to talk to Bridget; he wasn't going to wait much longer.

Brooke would be his wife soon.

Isabelle laid in the sheets her full breast showed in the moonlight. She quietly smoked a cigarette. The nude male who was studying her intensely leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth. He found her with his finger and started to stroke her. She glanced down at him and continued to smoke. He watched her smoke quietly and stroked her. Slowly she put down the

cigarette when she finished it and she turned toward him and kissed him slowly. ' You can stay a little longer.'

Eve looked at the photo of Kimberly at the Forrester website. ' Kimberly Forrester, little miss goody-god. You don't deserve him, he needs someone who listens to him.' Rick Forrester was a wonderful man. She has lit.class with him last year; he was so smart and nice. Eve had to work part-time in the student cafeteria to make additional money; she wasn't rich and had to work hard for her scholarship. Some of the students could be mean and nasty if you didn't drive a fancy car or have the finest clothes, but not Rick. He was different; maybe it was because of all the things that Amber had done to him. She had heard about the little Eric situation and was angered. If she had been Rick's mother, she wouldn't have let her get away with the crimes that she committed. Brooke Forrester, she had read a great deal about the woman, rumor was that she was having an affair with Rick's brother, Thorne.

' Now, that's an interesting woman.' Brooke hadn't come from a wealthy family, but she made it Forrester was run better than ever. She wanted to be like Brooke Logan and she wanted what was best for Rick. 'Neither Amber or Kimberly are right for you Rick, but I am.'

Taylor looked chagrin; she didn't know what Bridget's problem was. ' I'm not mad at your mother or Thorne, but I don't think what they are doing is right.' Bridget didn't know what to say, she didn't approve of Brooke and Thorne either. ' Taylor, I have to go, I'm very late for school.' Taylor's heart leapt out for the girl, she wanted to help her. ' Bridget, wait! I know that we aren't close, but if you need someone to talk to.' 'Taylor lets stop the good step-mother routine, Ridge isn't my father, so why don't you go back to play mother to your own children!' Bridget walked away while Taylor's mouth hung open with astonishment.

The door opened, while the man used one of the tricks that he learned to open the door without a key. He walked noiselessly toward the alarm system. He opened the alarm and cut the wires that signal his entrance. He had a key to the house and he also had the number to the alarm system but he did this sometimes to test things, to keep the security alert. He had already gotten

past the three guards that was guarding the house. He walked toward the second story of the home and went straight toward the master bedroom. He quietly opened the door and moved toward the bed. He stopped in his tracks, while the man in the bed woke form his slumber. ' Where is she?' The man rubbed his eyes and sat up. 'I'm behind you.' Caspian turned toward the

sound of Isabelle's voice. Isabelle stood wearing only a man's shirt and holding a 9milimeter at him. Caspian nodded toward her. ' I thought that you might be losing your touch.' She smiled. ' You should know better than that.' Caspian and Isabelle stood for moment staring at each other. ' We need to talk Isabelle.' Caspian walked toward the door and stood next to Isabelle. ' Get rid of him.' He left the room. Isabelle lowered the gun, walked toward the bed. ' Garret, you may stay, if you'd like. I'm not sure

how long I will be. She walked into the bathroom and returned wearing a black silk robe. ' Don't leave the room.' Garret sighed, ' Being with you Isabelle is always dangerous and fun. He laughed, he didn't mind waiting after her talk with Caspian, she'd be riled up again and he knew how to soothe her.

Thorne laid Brooke down on the bed. She wore a beautiful white nightgown from the Brooke's bedroom line. He wanted her, he wanted to make love to her so bad, but she needed her rest. Brooke smiled up at Thorne. ' Aren't you going to lay down next to me?' Thorne leaned down and kissed her gently. ' Only on one condition, we need to keep it PG. You need you rest.' Thorne took off his shoes and laid down next to Brooke. He pulled her so that her head rested down on his chest. Brooke sat up and slowly unbuttoned two of his buttons on his shirt. She slowly slid her hand under the shirt and found his nipple. She stroked it. Thorne felt himself become hard and pulled her hand out of his shirt. ' He brought her fingers to his lips and kissed them.

' I want you baby, but if I'm going to stay here for the next few night, I don't want Bridget or Rick walking on anything.' Brooke nodded her head with understanding, he was right. Thorne kissed her and put her head back down on his chest. ' But tomorrow, when they go to school, you're all mine' Brooke smiled. ' Thorne, about Bridget..' ' Don't worry honey, I've going to take care of everything. Just rest.' Brooke wanted to talk about Bridget, but she was tired. She fell asleep with Thorne stroking her head.

Rick came walked in to the hallway in his home. ' It's good to be back.' He had finished moving in and was surprised by all the flowers and balloons in the house. He had planned to fix dinner, but he had found that Thorne had taken care of that. He went to his mother's room, he had heard voices. He didn't hear any response and he opened the door. He found his mother fast

asleep in the arms of Thorne who was asleep also. He smiled, they were a nice couple and he hoped that they were going to make it.

Kimberly rang the doorbell to Brooke's house. She had noticed Thorne's car. This would be great; she would be able to tell him about Brooke's treatment of her. The door opened and she found Rick. She smiled. This would be perfect. ' Kimberly, what are you doing here?' ' Rick, I was upset about last night and I thought that I would come and see you.' She launched herself in his arms. Rick's mind went back to another girl in his arms, how could he have done this to her. Kimberly was too sweet and he loved her. Rick kissed Kimberly slowly and need. She deepened the kiss and stroked her tongue against hers. Rick pulled away. ' I'm sorry, I don't want to burden you with my...' Rick turned red with embarrassment. Kimberly stroked Rick's check. 'I liked what we did last night, it was nice.' Kimberly took Rick's hand and placed it on her breast, maybe we could try it out again. Rick was aroused; he would be willing to take anything from Kimberly. Rick took Kimberly and moved toward the door. ' Wait! Where are we going?' 'We're are going to your house.' Kimberly unbuttoned the buttons on her shirt until he could see the pink lacked bra. ' Why go to my house, when we can go upstairs. Rick glanced upstairs and thought about his mother and

Thorne, they were asleep. 'Come one Rick, it will be fun.' Rick pulled Kimberly up the stairs behind him. Once they were in the hall to quickly went toward Brooke's bedroom, to close the door. Kimberly glanced in the bedroom and was enraged; she saw Brooke and Thorne snuggled up against one another. She would get her, she would make her pay. The door closed and she

could no longer see them. Rick took her into his bedroom and closed the door. Kimberly finished unbuttoning her blouse and it fell to the floor.

Caspian stood in Isabelle's office in her house. He looked out of the window, not so far from here was his home. Although it hadn't seemed much like a home since his wife had left. Caspian heard the door close behind him. He never turned; he just looked outside of the window. ' What were you doing in LA?' Isabelle sat down in the chair and stared at Caspian. She knew

that lying to him outright would do no good, so she told him only what she thought he needed to know. ' I was looking for a person.' ' Who?' ' It is of no consequence to you right now.' Caspian turned and stared at Isabelle, trying to read her with his eyes. Caspian sat in the chair directly in front of Isabelle. ' Did you find who you were looking for?' ' Yes' ' Does this have to do with business?' Isabelle looked at him and her face gave no clue to her feelings. ' No. When I'm ready, I'll tell you what's going on.' Only she could get away with delaying what he wanted. He knew that they were fairly matched, but he planned to get to the bottom of her secret. ' Fair enough.' Isabelle stood up and walked to the door. ' Let yourself out, I have someone to attend to.' Caspian laughed, she was something else.

Isabelle opened the door and turned toward Caspian. ' Next time, use your key, I hate it when you break in, it costs me money.' ' Isabelle'

' Yes' ' I will get to the bottom of this.' Isabelle showed no sign that she heard him although he knew she did. She left to go back upstairs to Garret.

Caspian wondered what she had been doing, whatever it was, it wasn't good. ' What are you up to Bella?' Whatever it was, it was something big. His sister didn't ever keep secrets from him and he was sure that she was keeping a big one.

Bridget stood in the doorway and she felt disgust run through her. She had come home, saw all the decorations and knew that he was in her home. She watched the couple on the bed. Had they had sex? She saw that he was fully dressed. She didn't know what she was going to do. Bridget heard laughing. She went to Rick's room and opened the door. The sight that greeted her surprised her. Kimberly lay naked on her brother's bed and he had his head between her legs.

' My God, has this whole family gone crazy!' Rick jumped up, he too was naked. ' Oh!' Bridget eyes widened and she ran from the room. ' Bridget...'

Rick was so embarrassed; he didn't know what to say. Kimberly jumped from under him. 'Kimberly...' ' Rick, my god, why didn't you lock to door! She saw us, I shouldn't have done this, I just wanted to make you happy!' The door opened again and this time it was Thorne. Thorne took in the scene of the naked Kimberly and Rick and turned his back at them. ' Rick, I want to see you down stairs.'

Kimberly felt fear go through her body; she hadn't expected this event. Why had Bridget come home? Thorne had seen her with Rick, what would she do now?

Against All Odds Part 14 Review (Everybody Comes Home){Bridget calls Ridge but he isn’t home, she runs into Taylor and she lashes out at her. Thorne takes Brooke home and vows never to let her go. Kimberly plans to tell Rick and Thorne about her firing. Eve thinks about Rick. Rick moves out of Stephanie’s and Eric’s permanently because of the Plan. Bridget finds Brooke and Thorne asleep in Brooke’s room. Bridget interrupts a naked Rick and Kimberly during their sexual play and runs out. Thorn finds Kimberly and Rick naked. Kimberly worries how this will affect her plan. Isabelle come home and has sex with Garrett. Caspian interrupts and wonders what Isabelle is hiding. Caspian vows to find out his sister’s secret. }

Against All Odds Part 15 (Brooke and Lark)

Rick came down stairs fully dressed. Thorne had been shocked to see both Kimberly and Rick naked and knew that neither was ready for their next step. " Rick, we need to talk." "Throne, I…" "I understand that this is hard for you and that you probably don’t want to talk about this with me, but since I’m here, we are going to talk. I know that you are a stage in which you have certain sexual needs. I was there once myself, in truth I’m still there at times." Thorne put his hands on Rick’s shoulders. " I just don’t think that you aren’t going about it the right way. I heard what Kimberly was saying, she’s been going through a great deal and she wants to please you." Rick didn’t understand what Thorne was saying; it was Kimberly’s idea for them to fool around. "She’s young Rick, she hasn’t had sex before, and she wants to please you. She been through so much and doesn’t want to lose you." "Thorne you don’t understand, Kimberly wanted to do it, we weren’t going to have actual sex we were…" Rick’s face turned bright red, this was hard to discuss after all he was sure Thorne and his mom had done much more. "Rick she wants you to think that she wants this when I’m not sure she does. Take time with her, her sister died. She’s been going through some emotional turmoil and she might make a decision that she isn’t ready for. Give her time and don’t pressure her." " Pressure her! What are you talking about, I’m not pressuring her to do anything!" Thorne gave Rick a look that made him believe that Thorne didn’t think he was telling her the truth.

Kimberly stood on the balcony on the stairway; she was listening to Rick and Thorne. "Damn it, I shouldn’t have done this. This is your fault Bridget, why did you make such a big scene. I’ve got to do something; if Thorne finds out that I pressured Rick he will never look at me twice. Why are you still here Thorne, shouldn’t you be home?" Kimberly had to come up with something fast.

Isabelle had left Garrett in her bed. She had received a phone call that she had to handle. She had told him she’d be back. She made sure that she hadn’t been followed and walked into the penthouse. A beautiful older woman with black hair sat eating at a dinner table. The woman’s gray cold eyes looked up at Isabelle. " I’m glad that you could make it." Isabelle sighed but she no outer signs of frustration, she’d never show her mother any weakness. " What do you want mother?" "Sit down Isabelle." Isabelle stood; she didn’t cater to her mother. " Tell me what you want or I’m leaving." Olivia looked at her beautiful daughter, she knew that she had never forgiven her for what had happened to her when she was a child, neither had her son. Caspian, he was the reason Olivia wanted to see Isabelle. " I know what you are planning, it has to stop."

" You don’t know what I’m doing, you are wasting my time mother." Isabelle turned to leave. "Brooke Logan, I know that you’ve see her." Isabelle turned toward her mother. "What if I have, it means nothing." Olivia sipped her tea; with her daughter, everything meant something. "Your devotion to your brother is amazing and I know you want him to be happy, but this won’t work. Brooke isn’t his wife, she isn’t anything like Lark, she might look like her but she isn’t her."

 

Bridget stopped the car on the side of the road, tears streaming down her face. She saw all of them, her mom and Thorne, Rick and Kimberly. What was her home turning into, a whorehouse? " What game are you playing with my brother Kimberly?" She thought about what her brother had been doing with Kimberly, she wasn’t stupid she knew all about that, but to see it, it was disturbing to see her brother doing that. Maybe something was wrong with her. Most of her friends had already had some sort of sexual experience, but she hadn’t. She wanted to wait. She and her mom had long talks about sex, her mother knew a lot about sex. She remembered how surprised she was to find that Ridge had been her mother’s first lover, the way people talked about her mom, she thought her mother must have had been young when she started. Sex had ruined a great deal of lives in her family. Never had she seen a family who slept with the same people like they did in her family. If any of them had aids, they all would probably be dead by now. Sex, it was the main part of the plan to break up Thorne and Brooke. Kimberly said that a man like Thorne needed and craved for it and he would falter as soon as he didn’t get it from her mother.

 

Isabelle looked at her mother. " You stay out of this, it doesn’t concern you." Olivia saw the look of hatred that Isabelle had given her and knew she had deserved it; she had been a horrible mother to her back then. " No matter what you do, you can’t bring Lark back to your brother. She’s dead; I made the mistake about telling you about Lark’s past and her connection to Brooke. Brooke knows nothing about Lark; she doesn’t even know the truth about her own past. What did you plan to do?" " I will not discuss my plans with you ever. What I plan to do with Brooke doesn’t concern you mother. I will give you this, she isn’t Lark. She’s much better suited for my brother. She had the strength, intelligence, and power. She is sexy and passionate. She also has some of Lark’s qualities; she’s kind, loving and beautiful. She is also loyal; she would be loyal to my brother. I brought him Lark, I knew she’d be perfect but I was wrong, but Brooke she really be the perfect wife for him." Olivia was astonished to hear the words her daughter was saying. " Do you think that he’d give up his love for Lark for a woman who looks like his dead wife?" " No mother. I think that the resembles will pull him in and then once he finally see Brooke Logan for who she is, he would be madly in love with her. Brooke is intriguing even to me, imagine how Caspian would react to her."

Scott was driving down the road, when he noticed a car pulled over to the side. There was a girl inside and she looked like she had been crying. He pulled over and came to the door of the car. He knocked on the door, and the girl jumped looking startled. She rolled down the window, she looked familiar to him. " Are you okay? I noticed your car, and it’s getting late." Bridget breath caught in her throat, the boy or should she say man was good looking. He was around Rick’s age, with black hair and the most beautiful blue eyes that she had ever seen. " I’m fine, I was just upset about something." " Are you sure that you are going to be fine, I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you." Bridget got a hold of herself, she had never been boy crazy and she wasn’t going to start being it right now. She didn’t know anything about this guy. " I’m fine, in fact, I going home thanks." She started the car and drove away. Scott had to go himself, he had a few designs to finish he also had to call and let his mom know that he would be alright. He had an appointment with Eric Forrester in the morning. Eric Forrester was a great designer and one of his mom’s old lovers. Scott laughed, having a mom like Lauren Fenmore could really be interesting.

Taylor finished feeding the twins with the help of Katherine. She replayed the conversation that she had with Bridget in her head. Why was she so hostile, she didn’t know? She would talk to Ridge or Eric. She liked Bridget and couldn’t understand why she had been so disrespectful to her. Maybe she’d talk to Brooke, which was out of the question. Stephanie had made it clear that she didn’t want anyone talking to Brooke. Taylor smiled; Brooke was out of her live, her children were healthy and happy. Ridge and her had the perfect marriage and Morgan was her best friend, everything was going so well. Still she would help Bridget, the girl had gone through enough.

Brooke woke and noticed that the sun was setting. It must be late; she was still groggy but a little hungry. " Thorne" He must have gone down the stairs. She got up from the bed and unpacked her suitcase from the hospital. There was still clean underwear that she hadn’t worn she up it her drawer when she noticed that her hands didn’t hit her box. She moved the underwear aside and noticed that her box was missing. " Where is it?" She looked in all the drawers. She didn’t know what to do, who could have moved it? " Don’t panic Brooke, you must have just moved it. It’s in here somewhere." In her heart she knew that she didn’t move it. Where could it be?

" Rick I know that you might not think that you’ve been putting pressure on her, but you have. She told me about the time you two where on the beach. She told me how you pressured her to make love to her." Rick didn’t know where Thorne was getting his information. " I didn’t pressure her, I just wanted to love her. You don’t know what it’s like; I just want to make love to her. I’ve been so lonely; she wouldn’t even talk to me after Macy’s death. I’ve lost little Eric, I can only see him every once and a while and then I had to move out of dad’s." Thorne’s head snapped up. " You moved out of dad’s. " Yes, I couldn’t stay there after what he did to my mother." Thorne understood, Rick had been through a great deal. " You know I’m glad that you are going to be here for your mother. I just want you to take things slowly with Kimberly." Rick nodded his head, he was very embarrassed. " Don’t worry Rick, we’ve all be caught with our pants down once or twice. I remember a time where…. Never mind, you are too young." Rick smiled sheepishly at Thorne, he was a good man and he was right, he would take things slowly with Kimberly, she had been acting strange lately. " Rick, I think that I’ll have the pool house remodeled with the permission from your mother, that way you can have your own privacy." "Yeah, your right. Bridget was really upset…" "Bridget! She saw this?" "Yes, she ran out the door." " Oh, I got to find her!"

Olivia had to stop her daughter. " What about Brooke, her feelings, her family?" " Has any woman been able to turn Caspian down, once she meets him, she will forever be his." Isabelle stood. " She hasn’t had it easy, she’s had some unhealthy relationships with the Forrester Men. They are a strange lot. She thinks she in love with Thorne Forrester, but once she meets Caspian it will be all over. She just needs the time to get away from LA and those Foresters and she will never want to go back." " What about her children?" " What’s this, concern about children? How noble. Did you ever care about your children when it came to a man? You sacrificed your children all for a man. Anything he wanted, even your own daughter, you gave it him mother. How does it feel? How do you sleep at night knowing that you pimped your own daughter because your lover wanted her? How do you sleep knowing that your son killed your lover, slit his throat because he came home to find your lover rapping your daughter?" Isabelle gave her mother a menacing stare. " Isabelle, I didn’t know what he was doing, you have to believe me I thought…" I don’t want to hear your lies, you knew. You knew that he touched me; you knew that he wanted me, and you just closed your bedroom doors. The only reasons I haven’t killed you by now, is because of Caspian, it would pain him to have you dead. He won’t have anything to do with you, he pretends you aren’t even alive, but he can’t kill you." Olivia face contorted with pain, she was right her son wanted nothing to do with her. " I on the other hand mother, want you to see me to show you what I’ve become to let you know that I will never become weak because of you. " Your hate will ruin you Isabelle." Isabelle laughed a cold laugh. " My hate will make me a survivor. The only thing that I love is my brother. He will be happy again and I will bring him Brooke. Don’t worry about her children, they will survive mother, if I could anyone can." "Don’t even think about running this little tale to Caspian, he won’t even see you." Isabelle left. Olivia didn’t know what to do, Caspian wouldn’t see her. Somehow she had to warn Brooke Logan or maybe the man Thorne Forrester, Isabelle would stop at nothing.

Kimberly walked down the stairs; Rick had gone upstairs to get Bridget’s phone book. All this running around for that little twit, it made no sense. This was her chance to talk to Thorne alone. "Thorne" Thorne turned and saw Kimberly. He knew that he needed to have a long talk with her. " I know that what you saw….." " Not now, Kimberly. I’m worried about Bridget" Kimberly noticed the way that he dismissed her, he didn’t even smile. What if she had ruined things? She had to talk to him." "Thorne please, listen. I didn’t know what I was doing, Rick he wanted…"

"Kimberly please! This isn’t the time. I will talk to you about this matter later. I want you do go home right now." "But.." "Kimberly, Bridget upset and Brooke will be getting up soon. You’re presence would only make matters more tense. I will talk to you about your behavior with Rick later, after I’ve taken care of Bridget and Brooke." " Why are you so concerned with Bridget, she doesn’t even like you." The venom in her voice surprised Thorne. " Bridget is my sister and soon she will be my step daughter, I love her. I don’t want her upset." " You don’t want her upset, you being here will only upset her." Thorne sighed. " I know, but I can’t change that. I’m not leaving." Kimberly reached out and touched Thorne on the arm. " Come home Thorne." " I’m home Kimberly." " What!" " I’m staying here until Brooke is better." " You can’t!" Thorne’s face became hard. " What are you saying?" Panic filled Kimberly, he was already mad about her and Rick. " I’m just saying that Bridget will be more upset." " I know, but that doesn’t change anything. I’m staying. Look Kimberly, it’s been a long day, go home and we will talk later, you don’t belong here." Thorne didn’t see the pain in her eyes. He left the room.

"Neither do you Thorne, you belong with me not that bitch! How could you push me aside like that. It’s because of Brooke and Rick. You think that I want Rick, I want you. I won’t let you do this, I won’t let you be with her, I’ll kill her first."

Christo listened to Kimberly’s tirade. He made a copy of the tape and he made a call to Isabelle. If there was anything he knew, it was crazy and this Kimberly chick was nuts. Fooling around with Brooke’s son while wanting her own boyfriend’s brother. " Americans… they are crazy." He had thought that this job was boring and beneath him, but it was going to be interesting. Still, he knew that Isabelle didn’t want Brooke harmed and Kimberly had just made a treat.

Against All Odds Part 15 Review 15 ( Thorne talks to Rick about cooling it down with Kimberly. Brooke wonders about her box. Isabelle talks to her mother Olivia and recalls her rape by her mother’s boyfriend. Olivia is worried because Brooke looks identical to Lark, Caspian’s dead wife. Olivia decides she most warn Brooke or Thorne about Isabelle’s intentions. Kimberly is distraught when Thorne ignores her and sends her home.)

Against All Odds Part 16 ( The Plan)

Isabelle looked at an old photo of Lark and put it next to a photo of Brooke the images were identical. She couldn’t believe her luck, she had run across the information about Lark’s past and there she had found Brooke. Lark and Brooke had never met and because of Lark’s death she was never able to contact Brooke like she had wanted. Lark had planned going to LA to meet Brooke before she died. Olivia had found what Lark was up to and hid the information. How she had found out, even Isabelle didn’t know. That didn’t matter; all that matters was that she was going to get Brooke for her brother. She looked across the boardroom and found her brother studying her. She didn’t like keeping secrets from him, but this time it was necessary.

Bridget grimaced; she had spent the night out really late. She had finally came home around 3 am and the house was quiet. She went down the stairs and found Thorne sitting in the living room. "What are you going here?" Thorne put down the paper he was reading and swallowed some of the orange juice in his cup. Brooke’s smile faded as she looked from her daughter to Thorne. Brooke opened her mouth to say something to Bridget when Thorne covered her hand in his. " We need to talk Bridget." " Well I don’t have anything to say to you!" Bridget went to the door, but Thorne quickly beat her to the door. " You aren’t going anywhere until we have a chance to talk." " Mom.."" No, your mother isn’t going to get involved with this." Thorne looked at Brooke and nodded, they had discussed Bridget that morning. It was his chance to talk to her. Brooke stood up and left the room. Anger went through Bridget; she had left her alone with him.

Ridge thought about Brooke, she was home today. He needed to talk to her to make her understand. The guilt had been racking through him, he had lost his best friend over what he had done in Venice, and he wanted her back he needed. He didn’t have anyone to turn to, he needed to tell someone about Morgan.

Kimberly had a terrible night. She had waited for Thorne to come home, but he didn’t, he had stayed with Brooke. He would be coming home soon to at least change his clothes. She needed to get to Bridget, she knew that the girl was probably mad about Rick, but she needed to get over it in order to proceed with the plan. She knocked on the door and Stephanie answered. "Kimberly, I’m so glad that you could make it." "Mrs. Forrester, I’m glad that you called on me, I really need your help." Eric came into the room. " We need you to Kimberly, if we were going to get Rick away from Brooke." Kimberly sat down on the sofa, she hadn’t planned on this.

" I don’t have to talk to you!" Bridget’s face contorted with anger, this isn’t what she wanted. It wasn’t Thorne, this should be Ridge. " I know that I’m not the person who you want to talk to probably because I’m not Ridge." " This doesn’t have anything to do with Ridge." Thorne shook his head slowly. " You’re right, it doesn’t, and it has something to do with you and me." " There isn’t any you or me." Thorne studied the young girl for a while without saying a word. " Yes there is. We’ve always gotten along and you know that I love you and I know that even though you are made you love me too." " It has nothing to do with that. I do care about you, but I don’t want you with my mother. Can’t you see what you have been doing is wrong. You’ve been having sex, you were sleeping with my mother when you were married." " You’re wrong about that. I never touched your mother when I was married to Macy. I tried to make my marriage work and your mother stayed away. It was hard for the both of us. I tried hard to bury my feelings to forget about what I was feeling when I was with your mother, but I couldn’t. I loved her and nothing Macy or the whole world could stop me." Bridget couldn’t listen to what he was saying, he was lying, and he didn’t love her mother. " Stop lying, all you wanted was to get in between her legs and see what Ridge has had!" Bridget turned to leave and suddenly Thorne grabbed her arm and swung her toward him. " Don’t you EVER say anything like that about your mother again!" Bridget looked deep into Thorne’s angry eyes; she had never seen him like this.

 

" Mr. And Mrs. Forrester what ever I can do, I will be more than willing to help you. I understand the way that you feel, I don’t think that Brooke is a good influence on Rick or Bridget, if you ask me." Eric sat down next to Kimberly. " What we are going to tell you is something private Kimberly, in order for this to go off without any problems, we need your help and your loyalty." Kimberly smiled and the voice popped into her head. " Whatever you they ask, do it. Don’t you see they will help you get Thorne, they will be happy to have you as part of the family?' Kimberly reached out and patted Eric’s hand and smiled. " Mr. Forrester, whatever it is, I’m more than willing to help. I promise to keep this matter between us." Stephanie sat down next to Eric and smiled. Soon, they would get rid of Brooke and have Forrester back where it belonged.

Caspian looked at his sister, she was studying something. "What are you up to Isabelle?" It worried him that she hadn’t come clean about what she was doing in LA. He had never questioned her loyalty and never would, he loved his sister. He had raised her ever since she was 16; he was a couple years older than her. He had to become a man at an early age when his father had died and when he had turned 18 he took over the business and all the responsibilities. He didn’t choose the life that he led, it choose him, and there were times that he wished that it hadn’t. He had yearned for a normal life and tried hard to have one with Lark. He closed his eyes at the thought of his dead wife, he missed her. She had been in soul, she had been his concines, and she had been the death of anything real inside of him. There wasn’t anything he could do; all the power and all the money couldn’t bring his wife or his baby back. He had failed her. He had failed Isabelle, two of the greatest things in his life, he had failed. Life was a funny thing, because he hadn’t failed at anything else. He so desperately wanted to love again to feel alive. There had been women to satisfy his sexual needs, since his wife, but there wasn’t anyone to fill his soul. There wasn’t anyone to make him laugh, to make him smile, to stand by him and be strong. Lark had been wonderful, like an angel she loved to be loved, but she wasn’t suited for his lifestyle. Isabelle had been right when she realized it, but it had been too late, he couldn’t let her go. Lark wasn’t strong enough to deal with their life, he didn’t know anyone with her gentleness that could. There was no such woman who could be strong and dominate yet full of love, life, beauty, passion and gentleness. A woman who would fight to the death to keep what was hers and be loyal to a love even when it was years old. His sister had survived this life, but she had hardened her heart against any form of love. All the love for the outside world had died the night when he had taken his fist life. He had killed a man in cold blood, opened his throat, and spilled his life force on the floor. He was not proud of what he had done, but he had done it, he did it to stop a man from hurting his sister. Little did he know then that his mother’s lover hadn’t just robbed his sister of her innocence in the form of rape, he had killed what was human inside of her. Two women, two very different women had loved him and he had failed them both. He saw his dead wife in his mind; she was swinging in a swing with the wind blowing in her hair.

Brooke sat on the swing, which she and Ridge had made for Bridget years ago in the back courtyard. The wind blew in her hair; she closed her eyes and smelled the fresh air. She opened her eyes and was startled by finding Ridge standing there looking at her. " What are you doing here?" "Don’t be upset Logan, I just wanted to talk to you." Brooke moved to leave the swing.

" Don’t leave." Ridge touched the swing; memories had flooded his mind of a time long ago when he and Brooke had made this for their daughter. " Their daughter, she was only Brooke’s", he thought. "We don’t have anything to talk about." Ridge sighed and stooped giving him an eye level to Brooke’s. " Yes we do." "You and I have to work this out." "There isn’t anything to work out. You betrayed me, our relationship. I can’t even have fond memories of our lives together. You destroyed that, you and your wife, so don’t come crawling to me because you don’t have me as a friend anymore." " Logan.." Brooke winced when he said that name. " Don’t call me that ever! You killed Logan when you did what you did on that bed in Venice."

Bridget struggled against Thorne. " Get your hands off of me!" "No, you are pushing me to far Bridget. Say whatever you want about me, but I won’t have you talking about your mother like that. She deserves your respect." " Respect, with the things that you to do. You have sex with my mom. You’re my BROTHER! You should care for my mother but you really shouldn’t be sleeping with her. You and my mother were probably doing what Rick and Kimberly were doing yesterday. I saw you asleep in my mother’s bed." Thorne let go of Bridget. " Your mother and I had only fallen asleep, we weren’t doing what Rick and Kimberly were doing." "But you’ve probably done it a thousand times. The though of you kissing my mother, let alone having sex with her is enough to make me ill. It isn’t love and you know it, it’s lust. It’s your hormones." "Bridget, you’ve known me enough to know that I don’t operate that way. I love your mother with all of my heart and soul. " It’s not your heart that you are thinking about, it the other part of your antimony!" " I’m dedicated to your mother, I will stand my her. It isn’t lust Bridget. I think deep in your heart, you know this." " Are you kidding, the way men in this family follow their****s?" " Maybe Ridge but.."" Don’t! Don’t you dare talk about Ridge like that? He LOVED my MOTHER! He loved me too and he would have stayed with us if Thomas hadn’t been born!" Thorne saw the hysteria in the girl’s eyes and it hit it like a ton of bricks. She was hurting from Ridge’s abandonment much more than he ever thought. She still wanted them together.

" We need you to put pressure on Rick to move out of his mother’s. We know that Brooke fired you and that might be a blessing in disguise. All you have to do is tell Rick and he would become angry. He loves you Kimberly." Kimberly smiled; she knew where this was going. "You want me to tell him about it?" Stephanie gave Eric a serious look. " Yes we do." " He needs to know Kimberly what that woman had done. He needs to know that she doesn’t even care about his girlfriend." " Why did he move out, he didn’t tell me?" Eric sighed and then took over the explanation. " He found out about what happened in Venice, he is angry at me." " Mr. Forrester, he should be glad that you did what you did. After all, it proved that Brooke didn’t love Thorne. Thorne is such a good man, he doesn’t know what he is doing with Brooke." Kimberly stood and took hold of Stephanie’s hand. " You can count on me, I’ll try to make sure that he leaves." "It is important Kimberly, not only because we want Rick away from Brooke but because of the company." Kimberly was intrigued. " What does this have to do with the company?" Eric and Stephanie looked at each other. "We need Rick because of his stock in Forrester." Kimberly smiled and then listened intensely to what Eric and Stephanie had planned. Kimberly left the Forrester’s. " My, my , my Stephanie, you really want to get rid of her don’t you. Brooke, if you only knew. Your precious gift to your children is going to make you lose your company. As she drove from the house, she noticed Jonathan’s car coming toward her. Kimberly felt alive; this meeting had been very informative.

Caspian started his meal at Rose’s a little restaurant that he ate at from time to time. " Caspian, I have the information that you requested." "Thank you Sonny." Sonny sat down next to Caspian. As you can see from this information, she didn’t go too many places LA. Isabelle stayed at the Biltmore Hotel, penthouse 5. She went to Cedars, the local hospital. She went there two days."

"Do you know who she visited?" " No, she wasn’t on any of the visitors list." "She wouldn’t be, she’s too smart for that." " Did she have any visitor’s at all." Sonny shook his head. " No visitors, no phone calls made that we are aware of." Caspian looked at the report, and studied it. Finding out where his sister had been was a little tricky; she was a hard one catch. All he knew that she was in a hospital. " I want a full report on every doctor, nurse and patient that was in the hospital. I want to know who she saw." Caspian watched while Sonny left. His sister was up to something. "What is it? What is it that you are trying to hide from me?" If his sister were in trouble, he’d take care of it. He didn’t think that she was, she knew how to get out of sticky situation. There wasn’t anyone he could talk to find what she was planning, the only person Isabelle ever told what she was doing was him.

" Bridget, Ridge is gone, he isn’t coming back." " You think that I don’t know that, I’m not dumb." Thorne reached out to Bridget. " Your not dumb sweetie, you are hurt and full of pain. I’m sorry that this has done this to you. I want to help you." Bridget backed away with tears in her eyes. " This whole family is crazy. Rick is sleeping with Kimberly who…" " Who what? What about Kimberly?" Part of Bridget wanted to tell him, to let him know that he wasn’t so smart. "Nothing. I don’t want your help. If you want to help then leave us alone. Be my brother! Stop sleeping with my mother! I’ll never accept you as anything else than my brother." Bridget ran out of the door leaving her schoolbooks. Thorne shook his head. " I’m sorry Bridget, I can’t do what you want. I love your mother too much."

Ridge grabbed Brooke by her arms. " Don’t you understand, I was doing what I thought was right." "You allowed your brother to think that we slept together, that I didn’t love him. You told me all of those lies and I told you to go to your wife. You said that you wanted me and I told you to try to make it work with her. YOU KISSED ME! For one second, I gave in to the old memories and realized I was wrong, but it was too late, Thorne didn’t hear me telling you to stop." Brooke’s eyes narrowed. " Neither did Taylor. She still doesn’t know the truth, does she?" Ridge’s face colored. " Brooke.." Brooke pulled the swing back and pulled away from Ridge. "I’ll never forgive you the hurt that you cause me and Thorne. He was so torn up about it, he married Macy. You knew that he couldn’t leave her, you knew that he was miserable in the marriage. So when we finally had a chance to be together, did you say sorry, no you stood that with your bitch of a mother and condemned us. I don’t want you Ridge. I don’t know what I ever saw in you. For years, I gave you all of my love and you threw it away." Ridge’s face etched with pain. " You know why I left. If things were different…" "But they weren’t. Go home to Taylor and your children. I never thought that I’d say it but I’m glad that she’s your wife. You have turned into someone that I don’t know or care about. I don’t want to hear this anymore." Tears ran down Brooke’s eyes. " You aren’t my friend, your nothing to me. My life is with Thorne, he loves me, and he truly does. You don’t know what love is." Brooke left Ridge standing there in the back courtyard surrounded by the palm trees. " I’m so sorry Logan." Ridge was so caught up in his own pain that he didn’t notice Bridget standing in the shadows with tears in her eyes; she had heard the whole thing. She knew about the plan.

Sonny walked out of the clothing store when he noticed a group of highschool girls. "Damn, I forgot to tell him about the kid." Isabelle had met with a girl just before she left to come home.

Caspian reviewed the different set of videotapes of the people that he had followed. He was so busy reviewing the notes in front of him. He had a business deal that he wanted finished. He looked at the portfolio of a company that he bought a great deal of stock of, soon it would be his. If he hadn’t glanced up for a minute to change his pen, he wouldn’t of noticied Isabelle on the videotape. He used the remote to signal the TV to zoom into that particular screen. He noticed the residence that she went in. Their mother, she went to see their mother. Although he didn’t see his mother, he had recently her place watched. Isabelle didn’t know that, he didn’t want to bring their mother up. It hit him; if she didn’t confide in him about the secret, maybe she old Olivia. It was time to have a talk with his mother.

Against All Odds Part 16 Review (The Plan){Kimberly is agrees to help Eric and Stephanie with their plan that includes getting Rick to turn his back on Brooke. Bridget and Thorne have an argument about he and Brooke. Thorne realizes that Bridget hopes for Ridge to be back in her life. Caspian decided to talk to his mother to find out what Isabelle is up too. Ridge tries to make amends to Brooke who orders him to leave. Bridget overhears Brooke and Ridge argue and finds out about the plan.}

Against All Odds ( Making Plans)

Olivia poured more water onto her beautiful roses. She loved gardening; it gave her a sense of peace. She heard footsteps behind her on the cobblestone. She turned and saw her son. It had been 8 years since she had last seen him. Her son was a handsome man; he looked like his father, her late husband. He was built and had long black hair, which he had tied back, he always knew how to dress, and he was in a tailored suite. She looked in his eyes, he had always had kind eyes, but they weren’t now. She had always loved her son, she had had him in the sea, and it had been an adventure. She had named him Caspian, she had loved him, he no longer lover her. " Mother"

Caspian looked at his mother, she was still a gorgeous woman. She was small petie with dark black hair and gray eyes. " You must be here for something?" " I need information about Isabelle." She turned her attention to her roses, got her pruning shears and began to cut away her roses. " You need information about Isabelle, I thought that you knew everything about her. This must be big, for you to come here to see me."Olivia’s heart raced, although her outward appearance was calm, but inside she was alive. She wanted a chance to get her son back; Isabelle was already lost to her. She had tried to explain all those years ago that she hadn’t known what Edwardo had been doing. But he didn’t believe her. She hadn’t been a good mother; she hadn’t been ready to have children when she did. They have lived for their father and when he had died she had went to find her happiness with men and not with her children. It had been a mistake, one she had paid for the last twenty years. Caspian walked closer to his mother and touched her on the shoulder. She stiffened; it had been so many years since he touched her. " What is she hiding mother, tell me."

Brooke had looked in her room; she had searched every drawer and couldn’t find the box. She had to find it, it was too important. She has to ask her children if they had seen it, but she didn’t want to open the can of worms. She had called Megan earlier that day and she would be coming soon with paperwork. She had missed so much at work, she had wanted to go there today, but Thorne and the doctor had advised her to take it easy. Megan would be here soon, she needed to find that box, it was important.

Bridget sat in the park; she hadn’t gone to school that day. She hadn’t felt like it. She looked down at the picture she had drawn, it was of her and Ridge, when she had been younger. She had the image in her brain. She didn’t belong anywhere anymore. She thought about the conversation that she heard earlier, she thought about her mother and Ridge. Ridge had tried to break up her mother and Thorne. He had tricked Thorne into thinking that he and her mother were back together. Ridge had kissed her; he had gotten her mother on the bed. He had told her mother lies to make her think that he wanted her back. "How could you? How could you lie to her?"

How could you let her think that you were coming back?"

Kimberly was sun bathing on the deck. She felt much better after her talk with the Forresters. She had called a locksmith and he would open Brooke’s black box. She thought about the Forrester’s plan. Apparently Brooke had set it up so her children would receive their Forrester stock at age 20. Rick’s birthday would be coming up soon. Not only were they planning to use Rick’s stock against Brooke. There was Bridget. Kimberly had told them gleefully that Bridget was upset about the Brooke and Thorne relationship. She had mentioned how withdrawn the teen was. Eric immediate wanted to make the arrangements to take Bridget away from Brooke; Kimberly had balked. She needed Bridget’s presence at the house to keep Thorne away until she could do what she had to do. Stephanie reminded Eric that Brooke would have to keep Bridget until they could finish looking into the stock Brooke had put aside stock for Bridget, it was in codicil until she turned 20, but there was a chance that Brooke had never changed a loop hole that Eric knew about. However got custody of Bridget, would be in charge of voting her share of Forrester stock, Brooke had apparently set it up so if anything had happened to her, Bridget’s stock would go to her guardian. If Brooke were to lost custody, there might be a chance that she would forget to change the codicil and then she would in turn lose her hold over the Forresters. It would be tricky, but it could work. Eric and Stephanie felt that if Brooke were to be kept busy dealing with Rick’s anger, she wouldn’t see there take over coming until it was too late. Kimberly laughed. " Eric and Stephanie’s plan would work great for her. Brooke will be so devastated over losing Thorne, she won’t even know that she will be losing Bridget and Forrester until it was too late." Kimberly knew that she wouldn’t have to destroy Forrester from the inside; she knew that Eric and Stephanie would cover that end for her.

Bridget thought about the happier times in her life. When she, Rick, Ridge and her mother had been all together. They had been happy. She knew that her mother still loved Ridge, no matter what she said. Hadn’t she kissed Ridge in Venice? Tears welled up in her eyes. Why had Ridge done that? Why did he give her mother hope then turn away? If only what he had said had been true. Her mother would even look twice at Thorne. Thorne would have stayed with Macy and she would have her family back. " Why Ridge?" Bridget mind started to work and she thought about the look on Ridge’s face, he was full of pain. He was upset because his mother wasn’t in his life anymore. Ridge didn’t like the fact that Brooke and Thorne were together either. " What if there is more to it?" Bridget knew that Stephanie knew about everything, so maybe Ridge didn’t like Brooke and Thorne for his own reasons. Was there a chance that Ridge was jealous? Could it be possible that he still loved her mother? Bridget smiled. " Yes! Ridge you don’t want them to be together either. You did what you had to do because you still love my mother, I know it."

Olivia was saddened by the coldness in her son’s eyes. It was Isabelle who was also the cold one, not Caspian. She remembered happier times in her life when she had a husband and her children’s love. Her son had always been quiet but he had a tender side to him that amazed her that he has come from her husband. He wasn’t being tender now with those eyes. He had a hard life, money and power, but he was lonely inside. Lark had been good for him, she has grounded him, but she was gone. " I asked you a question mother." " It’s been eight years since I last saw you. Don’t you even want to talk to find out what’s been going on in my life?" Caspian gave his mother look that would have intimidated many. " I guess you already know about my life, since you are here asking about Isabelle." " Why was she here." " She wanted to talk to me. She does that you know. She come to show me how hard she can be and that she doesn’t need me. You however don’t come, you don’t want to let yourself feel for me" Caspian ignored the remark. He had learned not to play mind games with Olivia. " She came in the middle of night. The same night that she got back from LA." Olivia put her gardening gloves down." Oh really?" Maybe if she didn’t say he would come back and see her, she had missed her son. " Stop playing games, you know where she was and probably what she was doing." " Tell me Caspian. Are things bad between you and Isabelle? She has never confided in my yet you are here thinking that she is." Caspian wondered what game his mother was playing. He had known the moment that she avoided answering that she had known what Isabelle was up to or part of it.

Thorne knocked on Kimberly’s door. It was time to talk to her. He was tired and needed a break; all the fighting wasn’t good for the soul. In fact he had called his travel agent last night and was planning to take Brooke away for a trip. He needed to take care of certain matters before they left. Kimberly answered the door wearing a skimpy bathing suit, was she expecting Rick? " Thorne, I’m glad that you are here." Thorne went into the house. " We need to talk." " If it’s about yesterday, I’m sorry I was upset. You were acting like you were mad at me and I didn’t know what to do." Thorne felt bad, he hadn’t meant to upset the girl, but his mind had been on Brooke and Bridget, at this point they came first. " Kimberly, I talked to Rick and now it’s time for me to talk to you." " I’m so embarrassed about last night. I didn’t mean for that to happen, Rick…" " Rick is under the impression that you wanted to make love to him last night." "What! I was only doing that to make him happy, and were weren’t going to make love, we were... I don’t want to lose him, I know that men like girls who are sensual." " Kimberly you and Rick need to talk, because he believes that you might be ready for a sexual relationship. Are you ready for that." Kimberly looked at Thorne. He was wearing a pair of jeans that molded to his body and his shirt had the first three buttons unbuttoned. She was ready all right, and after the things that she and Rick had been doing, she wanted Thorne more. " I might be ready, I can’t expect Rick to wait forever and I’m not a young girl anymore. I’m a woman and maybe it’s time that I left Rick show me how to become a real woman. What do you think Thorne, don’t you think it’s time I gave him what he wanted." Kimberly walked closer to Thorne. " You understand what it’s like. You are a man, you have certain needs and we both know that you expect Brooke to fulfill them. If she can do that for you, then I should do that for Rick." Thorne was surprised by her comment, what did Brooke have to do with her and Rick. More than even Thorne thought that she wasn’t ready for sex. " This has nothing to do with Brooke." " Yes it does. I know that men like her type, the sultry vixen who will do anything to please her man." Thorne shook his head, he knew that Kimberly was soured on Brooke because of Macy. " We aren’t talking about Brooke." Kimberly faced changed contored with anger. " Why don’t we talk about her? I know some things about her that you don’t."

"Brooke I’m glad that you are doing better, you are looking better." Brooke sat down outside at the back at the table. She smelled the fresh air and loved the view from her house. " I am feeling much better. I don’t know what came over me." Brooke smiled at Megan, she was glad to see a friendly face. " Did you bring the papers?" " Yes Brooke, are you sure that you want to do this." Brooke smile faded. " Yes, I need to make some changes every since I was sick, it has given me time to think. I don’t want this anymore. All of the fighting isn’t good. I don’t want to be arguing with Eric, Ridge or Stephanie 20 years from now. I also don’t like the way that they are treating Thorne he deserves better." " I called Connor, he says that he will be in town in about two days or so." Brooke smiled; it had been a long time since she had seen her old friend. " Megan, how do you feel about this, are you sure you don’t mind coming with me when all this is over?" " No Brooke, the increase in salary it wonderful. I’m just sad that it has to come to this." Brooke sighed. " If things had been different, if Venice hadn’t happened, I would be willing to give them most of their company back, I’ve made my money." Megan was a little worried, what Brooke has planned would change the company a great deal. " What about Rick and Bridget?" " I’ll talk to Rick soon, it really won’t effect him right now. Bridget isn’t close to 20, so by the time she is, Thorne and I will have something else to offer her." Megan smiled. " You and Thorne, it sounds like marriage is in the works." Brooke thought of her Thorne, she loved him so. " As soon as Bridget comes around, we will be married. We will have a life together and I will finally be free of those people. That’s why I need to make a trip; I have got to go to Paris. I need to set everything up. I’ve called Victor Newman and he has given me a name of a woman that I can trust to run things when I’m finally gone until my children mature to an age that they can take over." "What about Morgan?" "Morgan can’t be trusted, she’s friends with Ridge and Taylor, but I might offer her a chance to come with me." Megan handed Brooke another paper. " Here is the list of the designers that you asked for." " Thanks Megan." When Brooke was sick, she was afraid that she was going to die her eyes had been opened to what was important. She wanted to leave this life behind; she wanted her son, her daughter, and Thorne. " I will have it all. I will." " There is something else you should know, Brooke." "What?" " Kimberly, she went running to Eric about her firing."

Bridget walked into Forrester; she wanted to talk to Ridge to find out all of the details about Venice. She was so wrapped in her thoughts that she didn’t look where she was going, and she ran into someone. " Watch where you are going!" A strong arm grabbed her to keep her from falling. " Are you alright?" Bridget looked up and left her hear leap; it was the guy from the side of the road. Up close her was even more gorgeous than she remembered, he had dark black hair, a great body and smelled nice. She looked into his beautiful blue eyes. " I’m fine" She felt a tingle go through her, where he touched. " We need to stop running into each other. What are you doing here at Forrester?" Was he kidding, didn’t he know who she was? " What are YOU doing here?" Scott laughed, she had fire, and he liked that. She was also very pretty with her blond hair and her dark eyes. Her body was slim but she still had curves. "Stop this", he said to himself, she was young. Hadn’t he had just been burned badly by another in her gender. Still she was something else. She was also too young for him, she couldn’t be older than 17 and he was 20. Jailbait, that what she was. " I asked you a question. What are you doing here?" He smiled, she sure was cute. " Well, you seem to be a smart little girl, why don’t you figure it out." He walked away without looking back. Bridget was miffed, how dare he walk away from her, didn’t he know who she was? She suddenly smiled, no he didn’t, and he didn’t know who she was.

"I’m asking you mother for an answer. I’m not going to ask you again. Why did Isabelle go to LA?" " She went to find someone." " I already know that. Who is it?" " I can’t tell you who." Caspian turned to leave, he wasn’t going to beg his mother. He find another way. " On the table."

Caspian stopped walking, he didn’t turn around. " What?" " On the table, I think there might be something that you were looking for." Caspian left his mother’s garden and went to the table. On it were two pictures. Looking at them stopped his heart, they were of his wife Lark. One of them was a time when they had gone to their beach house another was one he hadn’t seen ever. He took the pictures. The new one, his wife’s hair was shorter than he had ever seen it. She was sitting on a floor in some sort of ball gown with sunlight streaming through the windows. The dress was strapless and he could see the V of her breast. He was aroused; he had never seen her like this. He was also confused; he had never seen her with short hair. When was this picture taken? Something was wrong. Why did his mother give him these pictures? All he knew was it didn’t make sense. " She looks different doesn’t she?" He said nothing; he didn’t want his mother to know that he was confused. Olivia walked toward her son and touched him on the face. He made no move, or even acted like she had touched him, he was impassive. " Everything isn’t always what it seems. Look at the picture Caspian, really look and you will find what Isabelle wants." Caspian turned and left taking the pictures with him.

Against All Odds Part 17 review { Caspian sees Olivia and she gives him two photos, one of his wife an another of Brooke. Kimberly and Thorne have a talk about her relationship with Rick. Scott and Bridget meet again, they are attracted to each other. Brooke decides to go ahead with plans that will make her leave the Forresters for good. Kimberly is happy that Eric and Stephanie plan to use Rick’s and Bridget’s stock to get rid of Brooke.}

 

Against All Odds Part 18 ( Old Friends/New Friends?)

Brooke looked at the antennary that Megan had left her two days ago. She would be leaving for Paris in a couple of days. She needed to talk to Connor as soon as possible. She had spent the last day or so scopeing out for new designers. Thank god Victor knew someone he could trust and he had recommended to run what would be left of Forrester when she finally made her move to leave. He felt that this person would be someone Brooke could trust while she would be living aboard. Moving to Paris would change her life, her parents would be near and she could run International Forrester without complications. She and Thorne could recreate the new Forrester image, that’s why she needed the designers. She wanted to find someone who would have the style and grace of Eric and Ridge, yet the flamboyance of Morgan. She would be interviewing privately in Paris, designers from all over would be coming to see her. No one knew what she was planning, she would let the others think that she would be looking for one additional designer for Forrester when she was looking a group of designers to come work at what would have been the old International Forrester. She would be looking to recreate International Forrester; the first thing she was going to do was to get rid of the name. She had also thought about Clark Garrison, he’d be perfect, but she wasn’t sure how he had felt about her since Venice. She had spoken to Victor and had told her that he would be willing to loan her personal and additional money if needed to make the change. He had felt badly about the way that she had been screwed by Jack Abbot on the Brooke Bedroom Line. Brooke looked down at her clothes, she needed to change out of her jean shorts and her white mid drift top, her meeting with Connor would be important and she wanted to look the part. Getting out of Forrester would be the best thing in the world.

Thorne stepped out of the shower; he had a couple calls to make. He glanced at his empty bed and thought of Brooke. How he wanted her to badly, he wanted to make love to her; it had seemed like ages since they had time together. She had been really busy with something the last couple of days and he had moved back out once she proved that she was better. He had wanted to stay. " I should have never moved out, I should have stayed." He would have, if it hadn’t been for Bridget. She was so angry about their latest argument, not that he blamed her; she had been through a great deal. Then there was Kimberly; she had insinuated that she had known something about Brooke. He had asked her what she had been talking about, but she didn’t say anything. He was truly worried about her; she seemed to be acting strangely more and more. He had hoped that Dr. Staten would call, but he didn’t. Thorne also needed some advice, he had considered talking Taylor, but decided that after Venice, he wouldn’t trust her again. He had called James and begged him to come to see him, James had agreed. He would be coming into town in a day or two. Thorne used a towel to dry his hair. He looked at a picture of he and Brooke. " We need some quality time baby."

Scott finished he latest design. It was for the Princess Line, it was a little seductive, he wondered if he would get the go ahead. Brooke Logan had hired him, but she was indisposed at the moment. However, Eric Forrester had been happy by him coming here, hopefully they would like what he had to give them. He looked at the design. The backless black dress was incredibly sexy, he saw the dress as it was in front of him and he saw her in the dress. Even in his imagination, he was becoming aroused, he felt his shaft fill. Bridget Forrester, he hadn’t known who she was when he had meet her the first two times, he knew her know. It amazed him, she wasn’t his type. She was too strong willed, too opinioned and too spoiled. She was also full of fire, and he was highly attracted to her. " What are you thinking? She’s just a kid, and you are having sexual fantasies about her." Last night, he had a dream about her; he was tasting her lips and slowly driving in and out of her. Scott stood up, he needed a woman badly not a little girl like Bridget. Maybe he’d ask the Princess model out, she looked like she needed a good fucking. Kimberly, that was her name.

Kimberly was in a bad mood. She had paid the locksmith more money than he was worth to open Brooke’s box. She had been expecting dirt on Brooke, something that she could use to hurt her. Instead what she got was a punch of envelopes on other Forrester family members. There was one for Stephanie, Taylor, and Eric. The information in the envelope had been damaging for each person, but nothing on Brooke. Kimberly had been surprised that the other Forresters had secrets, but it didn’t help her. She didn’t care that Stephanie had forged some letter from Eric to Brooke years ago or about some videotape of her trying to kill Brooke. She couldn’t do anything with a letter written by Taylor to Ridge over 6 years ago telling him about some man named James that she slept with. So what if Eric had gotten money from some man named Salvador Deangleo to help him in a finical crisis years ago. Kimberly sighed and noticed that the box had another envelope in it. Kimberly read the information and was astonished. Brooke had been covering up a big secret but it had been about her son, Rick. Rick had tried to murder Brooke’s own husband Grant. It said it right here in all the papers a Dr. Warwick had given Brooke a transcript details all of it. " Rick, you never mentioned this to me." Kimberly wondered how she could use this information to help her.

Caspian sat in his private office in his house. He had spent the evening riding. He did that to clear his head. He looked sexy in his tight blue jeans and his tan sweater. He sipped his drink. He looked at the pictures in his hands. He looked at his wife. She was so beautiful, so sexy in the photo she had a mischievous look on her face. She seemed different in the photo more alive. It didn’t make since, the hair, her hair was short. It was flattering, but it had always been long. He fingered the photo and ran his finger down the check of the woman in the picture. " A wig? Where are you in this photo Lark? He didn’t recognize it; he had sent a copy of the photo to one of his specialist. Leonard said that he could be able to zoom in onto the reflection in the glass of the photo and maybe tell where it had been taken. The doorbell rang; he looked at the security screen and started. Moments later a woman entered his room. She was dark haired in her early 20’s wearing an incredible black dress. " You look nice Cleo." " Nice, is that all you can say. It’s an Forrester Original." Cleo turned around and modeled for him." " You’re not dressed to go to Freddie’s dinner party." Caspian sat in his chair looking at the beautiful woman. " We aren’t going." Cleo stared at Caspian giving him sultry look. He stood and walked over to her. He took down the jeweled clip that had been holding her hair in place. " I want to stay in tonight." He whispered the words against her lips as he lowered his head toward hers. She brought her fingers ups to his face and he captured them with his hands. He looked at her intensely and took on of her fingers and opened his mouth and sucked in. He suckled her finger, using his tongue to stroke her. He never closed his eyes while looking at her. She was wet; he was a sensuous man. The fact that he was dangerous always made her want him more.

Connor, it’s good to see you. " It’s always a pleasure to see you too Brooke." Connor looked at Brooke, she was stunning in her black suite. She had met him at Randolph’s an upscale restaurant for lunch. He watched her as she crossed her legs and noticed the peak of a black garter. Was she wearing something from her bedroom line? He shook his head, having sexual thoughts about her wasn’t why she was here. She needed his help to get away and at back at those Forresters and he intended to help her. " Brooke here are the papers that you wanted. As you can see you had made certain arrangements that Rick and Bridget were to get their stock at the age of 20." Brooke sighed, making these arrangements meant that Rick wouldn’t inherit his stock at age 20. Connor saw the indecision in Brooke’s face. He covered his hands with hers.

" Are you sure you want to do this?"

 

Thorne finished ordering the fabric that he needed. He also needed to go back to the office to get few things. He didn’t like working there if he had too, seeing his family often made his heart hurt. They acted like he didn’t exist. The last stock meeting had gone by and they hadn’t told him. Brooke had been livid and he had felt sad. He wanted to get away from his family but he hadn’t wanted this type of treatment. He thought about the trip he had planned and smiled all the final arrangements would be made soon. In two weeks he and Brooke would be staying at a private island on their own rented beach house. He couldn’t wait, they would fly in and no one would be there to interrupt them. He had made sure that Rick wouldn’t mind watching Bridget, be had hadn’t told him where he would be taking his mother. Tonight however he had made dinner plans with Brooke at the private dinning room. It amazed him that he had never taken her out as a lover. He had a whole evening planned and couldn’t wait. "We need this Brooke."

Isabelle ate the rest of her dinner with Mark Hunter. She was dressed beautifully in a rich one shouldered burgundy dress with a slit up the side of her thigh. Her hair was swept up and she wore a simple diamond earrings and matching bracelet. " Isabelle, why are you so distressed .We have done everything the way you asked. She sipped her coffee and leaned forward. " Not everything. I told you I wanted the you to buy all the stock for that magazine." " We have gotten as much as we can. What do you want us to do, threaten them?" Isabelle smiled. " I thought you had decided to be legitimate, Isabelle." Her smiled finished and she took Mark’s hand and placed in on her thigh. He ran his hand up her soft thigh until her met a hard piece of metal. He looked down at the gun she had strapped to her. " She leaned forward until her mouth was inches away from his. " My brother is legitimate, but I’m not." Mark blanched; Caspian was only dealing in legitimate business just the last 2 years. He often wondered if it was a ruse. Isabelle however wasn’t and it made him want her more. She had made it clear that she didn’t want him. She ran so cold; he wondered what would heat her up. Isabelle moved his hand away from her thigh. God, he wanted her so badly, he was aching. " Get the stock, I don’t care how. As long as children aren’t involved." He knew that was her rule, no matter what she didn’t hurt kids.

Ridge had talked to his mother and they had made a decision about Morgan. He had gone to Jonathan’s and had him to draw up the papers. For all of the copies of the videotapes and for her permanent silence, Morgan would be given a monthly allowance for her child. He wasn’t sure if she would go for it but it was worth a try. He needed her to keep her mouth closed, he had already lost a great deal and he didn’t plan on losing his wife. He knew that he could never claim his child but he didn’t have a choice. He thought of happier times, when Taylor had the twins. He also thought about the time that Brooke delivered Rick and Bridget. The joy that he had felt at Bridget’s birth, it was a shame, Bridget should have been his daughter, not some child created out of Morgan’s machinations. " Ridge, can I speak to you." Ridge looked up and found Bridget in his doorway; he hadn’t seen her since Brooke was in the hospital. " Brooke, is everything alright with her?" " Yes, everything is fine, at least she is physically fine." What’s wrong?" Bridge looked at the man who should have been her father. " Everything! Everything is wrong."

"Brooke do you have to enough capital to take this on by yourself?" Brooke smiled. She had invested well and had a loan from Victor if she needed it. " Taking over International Forrester and using it to create a new company while keeping your stock in Forrester can be tricky." How do you plan to do this? " I have some information that I’ve been holding on to, I think that if I play my cards right, I can buy the stock of certain members of the family with a little pressure." Connor was confused on how Brooke planed to get everyone’s stock for International Forrester. " Ridge gave Taylor a good amount of his stock for a present. Eric also plans to give Rick some for his birthday. Stephanie also has some and don’t forget Throne." " I don’t understand how you plan to get their stock. You already own 51% of Forrester and that includes International Forrester, do you think they are going to hand over their stock to you?" Brooke smiled again, information, that’s what she had. She had information that proved that Stephanie tried to kill her, that Taylor slept with James. She planned to use that information to buy the stock from them. If she added her stock with Rick’s and Thorne’s all that would be left is Kristen’s, Felicia’s and Eric’s. Even if they added all of their stock together, it wouldn’t even make a dent in what she had. They would have no real say in the changes she would make or the change in the name of the Company. She would slowly separate International Forrester from Forrester and she would never have to deal with them again. She’d place her own CEO in Forrester and they would report to her. When she felt her children were really ready she would turn over her Forrester stock to them, all of it. She knew that she would be taking on an uphill battle, but she wanted International Forrester for Thorne and their children. Forrester would be for Rick and Bridget. She was going get it all, International Forrester would be for her and Thorne and Forrester for Rick and Bridget.

Caspian looked at the woman in front of him. He knew she wanted him and that he could do anything that he wanted with her. Cleo and he had an understanding; their relationship was purely sexual. He had had a wife he loved, she died, but he still had physical needs and he knew that he had never left Cleo wanting. He also knew that he w0uld never find a woman who made him feel like Lark. He also knew that he shielded his wife from some of his sexual appetites in order to make her feel comfortable. Cleo understood basic need; she didn’t need someone to make love to her, but to fuck her. He hadn’t made love to a woman since his wife, but he had fucked quite a few of them. He continued to suckle her finger. He then slowly took it out of his mouth. He heard her breathing and lowered his mouth to hers. He took her mouth with a bruising passion; he wanted her. He trusts his tongue in her mouth and cupped her butt pulling her against his raging shaft. He then took the edges of her dress and ripped them apart. Cleo tore away from his mouth. " It’s an Forrester Original" He looked at her bared breast rising. He pulled off his sweater and unbuttoned the fly on his jeans slowly. She watched him as he unbuttoned one button after another. She watched and realized that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. " You were expecting me?" He advanced toward her. " I’ll buy you another dress." He dropped his pants, stepped out of them. Cleo looked at his muscular body, tight and perfect. Her eyes dropped to his shaft, she knew the pleasure he was about to give her. " Fuck the dress." He reached out her, pulled the button portion of the dress up and turned her to face the desk and pulled off her panties. She wanted him to face her, but he wouldn’t let her turn around. He kissed the back of her neck with his tongue and slowly bit her. He pushed her down so her naked breast hit the table. She closed her eyes and he found her with his fingers. She stroked her until she found pleasure three times; all the while he whispered the things he wanted to do with her. Then she felt him thrust inside and he took her. She screamed his name.

Isabelle looked the surveillance photos of Brooke from the last week. She had review the tapes and had made her plans. Brooke was coming to Europe; she had made it easier on her. Apparently she was going to interview designers for her "new" company. The bugs in her house that helped a great deal. Brooke’s idea was risky but she would probably pull it off. If things had been different, Isabelle would have been interested in helping Brooke obtain additional capital if she needed it; she had a contact in Victor Newman’s company. A new fashion house would be a legitimate business deal and Brooke would most assured make it work. " It’s too bad you aren’t going to have that opportunity to make your dreams come true Brooke." Isabelle got up from the table, had her man get her wrap and headed for the door. " Isabelle? Isabelle Deangleo?" Isabelle turned toward the man who had called her name. He was tall over 6 feet with brown hair, a sturdy jaw and a nice smile. He was dressed in a tailored suit and was quite handsome." He stepped toward her as she stepped back. " Don’t you remember me, it’s me Pierce, Pierce Peterson. We were on the collation for helpless children, it was about 10 years ago." Isabelle, looked annoyed, she didn’t like to be reminded of any good deed she did. She usually did them in private. She remembered Pierce, he had always wanted to help others." " How are you doing Isabelle?" " I’m fine." She couldn’t wait for the car to come around, she didn’t like Pierce Peterson at all, he was always asking her questions trying to make her feel." " I have to go." She turned to leave. " Wait" Pierce reached out and touched her naked shoulder. She felt an electric spark go through her. She pulled away. " I have to go." " I’m in town for a while, maybe we could have dinner and talk about old times." Isabelle didn’t want that, she had things to do. She didn’t have to time to try to side step his questions, the man didn’t know to be scared of her. " I sorry but I’ll be gone on a business trip." She left. Pierce looked at her as she got into the limo. She was exactly as he remembered her but more beautiful. She had always been an enigma to him. So cold and full of pain, others didn’t see it but he did. She still had that effect on him; something primal and sexual was stirred when he saw her.

" It’s my mom and Thorne." Ridge sighed and took Bridget by the shoulders. " I take it you aren’t happy about them." " No, how could I be? I can’t believe them. He is my brother and he was always like mom’s best friend. Now they are having sex!" " What, they aren’t doing that in the house with you there?" Bridget didn’t know, Thorne said that they hadn’t had sex when they were asleep. She saw the anger in Ridge’s eyes, lying was the best thing. " I caught them once. They were in the living room, they were naked and he had…..he had his head between her legs and they were doing all these dirty things." " What in the world is Thorne thinking? I ought to talk to him!" " No, don’t, it won’t matter. He says that he will marry my mother. You have to stop them. " " Bridget, I don’t think that I can do anything. Your mother is upset with me." "Because of the plan?" Ridge’s face turned white. " She told you about it?" Bridget shook her head. " No, I heard you. I heard you fighting. I heard about what you did in Venice. I know you kissed her, I know you got her on the bed for Thorne to see." Ridge was ashamed; he didn’t want Bridget to bring that up. " I want to know, how if mom had gone along and Taylor hadn’t come in, would you have made love to her." " Bridget! How could you suggest such a thing, I did what I did in Vince because of mother!" " Be honest Ridge, you did what you did because you didn’t want Thorne to be with mom, you want her still. I know you love her." " Bridget, what your mother and I had was wonderful, but it’s over. I’m married." " I know you are, but if you tricked them once, couldn’t you do it again. Just to get Thorne away from my mother. I can’t take it anymore. If he marries her I’ll go away and never come back. I need your help. I can’t tell you, but I have something planned. They are going to break up and if you allow Thorne to think that you and mom are having something, he won’t try to get her back." Ridge saw the desperation in Bridget’s eyes. " Bridget, what are you planning?" " I can’t tell you, but they won’t be together after my plan." Ridge felt for the girl who he once called his daughter, he took her in his arms and held her. Bridget cried in Ridge’s arms, maybe they could get back together. If Ridge is there for her mother, then something could happen. Venice had proved that he still loved her, if only he and Taylor were to break up. She opened her eyes and noticed a legal document on Ridge’s desk.

Isabelle sat in the limo. She touched her shoulder where he had touched it. How did he had that effect on her, he was the reason she had left the collation. He had done something that no man had ever done. Pierce made her feel, she didn’t like it.

Cleo collapsed back on the table. " Oh god, with you, it gets better and better. She felt him leave her and walk to one of the adjoining rooms, which held a bathroom. He didn’t speck much, he never did. She lay there for a few minutes glad that her legs were working. She stood and looked down at her tattered dress. " Damn, I like that dress." She knew that Caspian would be good at his word and replace the dress. She felt something sticking on her right breast that was bared from the torn gown. She pealed the photo off her and looked down at the beautiful blond. Caspian walked silently behind her, naked. She didn’t see his face or his look of anger that she would touch a photo of his beloved. He shouldn’t expect her to know who she was. Cleo had never met Lark only a select few even knew he had a wife. " Give it to me." Cleo was surprised by the whisper soft voice of Caspian, it sounded intense. She turned and gave him the photo. He looked it and walked toward the desk and put it inside of it. " I don’t understand why you are getting so mad over a photo. If you like Brooke Forrester so much, all you need to do is look at the cover of Vanity Fair, they did an article about her." Caspian froze in his spot. " Tell me that again." Cleo was a little annoyed, she wanted him again, not talk about Brooke Forrester. " I said that if you like Brooke Forrester so much you should read the article, or better yet, you could call her when you replace my dress."" Brooke Forrester?" " Yes, the woman in the photo you are all upset about. Brooke Logan Forrester, the CEO of Forrester Creations. I know you don’t know much about fashion even though you dress immaculate, but you have heard of Forrester Creations haven’t you?" Caspian turned toward the half naked woman. "Let me guess, they are based in LA." Cleo pealed off the rest of her torn dress. " Yes, I don’t want to talk about her anymore. I want to fuck." Caspian attended to her needs but never did his mind stray from the comment she had made about a woman named Brooke Forrester.

Against All Odds Part 18 ( Old Friends/New Friends?) { Brooke meets with Connor and discusses her plans to turning International Forrester into a new company. Kimberly opens Brooke’s box and finds damaging information about other Forresters. Scott thinks about Brooke but decides he wants to meet Kimberly. Ridge has Johnathan to write up papers for Morgan to give her money for her silence. Bridget begs for Ridge’s help in destroying Brooke and Thorne. Thorne makes plans for a trip with Brooke. Caspian wonders about the picture of Brooke thinking it’s his wife. He has sex with Cleo, after she notices the picture and calls the woman Brooke. Isabelle runs into and old acquantice, Pierce Peterson, and brushes him off. Pierce is intreged by Isabelle.}

 

Against All Odds Part 19

Brooke walked into her house; she had the papers that Connor had given her. The meeting had been most productive; she had set things in order and made changes to the codicil regarding her children’s inheritance. " I know that you wanted your stock Rick, but you will have to wait and then you will have more money and stock then you ever expected."Brooke knew that she had to move fast with her plan, Rick’s birthday would be coming soon and Eric and Stephanie would wonder why she didn’t give him the stock like she planned. " Like it’s any of their business." Brooke was annoyed by the way they acted like her business was theirs.

Brooke sighed and opened her mail, she had a long day, what she needed was Thorne. The doorbell rang. She opened the door and was pleasantly surprised to see Thorne. He smiled at the sight of her. He placed the orchids in her hand and swept her in his arms. " What are you doing?" Thorne laughed. " Kidnapping you!" He closed the door with one hand and carried her out to the waiting limo.

Bridget looked at the papers in her hands. She had swiped them at Ridge’s office when he had been called away by Henry. She had noticed the words Morgan and baby. She had started to read the document when she thought that she had better take them to make a copy. It was been so easy to go to the work offices and make a copy and slip them back on Ridge’s desk. She left Forrester as quickly as she could and came to Insomnia to read the damaging papers. It had been a shock, based on the information on the papers; Morgan was pregnant with Ridge’s baby. " How could you Ridge, how could father another baby?" Tears that welled in her eyes turned in to anger. " You should have been my father, things would have been different if you were." "Talking to yourself, you really shouldn’t do that." Bridget looked up and found Scott Granger looking down at her with a mocking smile.

" I’m telling you Stephanie, you should have heard the way she talked to me." Taylor gave Thomas a new crayon. " I’m not surprised with a mother like Brooke. Eric should have gotten her years ago." " I’m really concerned, it was as if she didn’t like me. She was saying that I should have been in to look in on Brooke. Truth if, I’m not sure that Brooke would even talk to me. Last week I saw her in a furniture store and she walked right past me." Stephanie glanced at Taylor. " Why would you even care to see or to talk to that bitch? I can’t wait until she pays for all the pain that she had cost this family."

Caspian walked into down to the room that housed Isabelle’s inside pool. It was well past midnight, but he needed to time to think and take care of Cleo’s needs before he came to confront his sister. Brooke Forrester, that’s what Cleo had called her. Brooke, not Lark. He didn’t understand how a woman could look like his wife; maybe if she had plastic surgery, he had known a few people who had to take that route in his business. He walked toward the pool where his sister was swimming laps. Isabelle felt his presence immediately but she finished and then got out of the Olympic sized pool. He handed her to towel and she dried herself and the black bikini that she wore. " Caspian, what brings you here this time of night?" " Worried Isabelle?" She looked at her brother’s scowl. " She continued to dry her hair and turned her back on him. "Why would I be worried about you, you are the only person that I can trust." The silence from her brother was deafening. She turned toward him. " Care to tell me why you are here?" " I want to know about someone." " Who?" Caspian threw the picture on the black marbled table. " Her" Isabelle reached for the photo and looked into her brother’s dark eyes.

Eve finished reading her last chapter, soon she would go home. She stood up and got ready to leave the lounge when she noticed Kimberly Fairchild. She sat back down. She watched her, the way she talked on to one of her friends. Kimberly a knockout; she hated to admit it with her dark hair and her perfect body. Eve looked down at herself, she was cute, and that’s what Rick called her. She had dark hair that reached past hers shoulders but her body was nothing like Kimberly’s. She was thin and had small perk breast and a small waste, many had said that she looked fragile, she wasn’t’ however. She was a virgin like Kimberly, Rick had told her how Kimberly didn’t want to sleep with him. Sleeping with Rick was probably a big mistake but she couldn’t help it, she wanted him. He was kind and cute, he also had been having a hard time. Hard times, truthfully, Rick didn’t know what real hard times was. She did, but she didn’t want him to be hurt. Eve wished Rick would give her a real chance, Kimberly wouldn’t make him happy. Eve moved closer to where Kimberly was pretending to read a book. " Kimberly you had better finish that paper for Dr. Reckley." Kimberly smiled. " Don’t worry, I have everything under control." Mary smiled. " I don’t know how you do it, school, your modeling job, Rick and the older guy you like." Eve heard the comment and wondered about this other guy, could Kimberly be cheating on Rick? " Come on Kimberly, you have got to tell me about him." " I’m not telling but I will let you know something, he is ten times the man Rick is. He is a real man." " I think that Rick is real nice, if you played your cards right, he’d might marry you someday. I think you should be realistic if this older guy is interested he is going to want to have sex." " What makes you think that I don’t want to have sex with him?" " Kimberly, you had the interview in Seventeen and you went on and on about being a virgin." Kimberly sighed. " That was before him, in fact I am learning how to become a woman from Rick and then I plan to use all that I know to get my man. He will be mine." Kimberly got up and left. " Can you believe her, most girls would die to have someone like Rick, I hope Kimberly isn’t going to make a mistake." Eve watched Mary leave. Kimberly had made a mistake, she was using Rick and he didn’t know it.

 

Brooke walked blindfolded into the room. " Okay Thorne, can I see now?" " Not yet" Thorne lead Brooke to a room with a beautiful view, there an older woman sat. He smiled at her. She looked at Brooke and gave him the okay signal. Thorne left the room and the woman came toward Brooke. She took off her blindfold. " Oh, I’m sorry" Brooke turned looking for Thorne.

" You young man has left you in capable hands. Now, I have come a long way to service you, in fact we all have." Brooke looked around the room where three women were standing in white." She smiled. " You are here for me?" The woman put her arms around Brooke’s shoulders and smiled. " We are going to treat you to a flawless makeover, not that you need it. We were scheduled to give you a massage, but Mr. Forrester couldn’t find you earlier, so we will come to you home tomorrow. Plus he didn’t want you falling asleep, he has a special night planned for you." Brooke thought about spending the night making love to Thorne, it had been a while."

" You have a very special man Ms. Forrester." " Yes, I do." Brooke smiled.

" What are you doing here? Don’t you have some errand to do for my father, like getting his coffee?" Bridget didn’t know why she was being so hateful to him, but she was so angry. Scott sat down and smiled. " Nope, I’m done running errands, if that’s what you want to call it. I on the other hand like to call it work." Scott took out his sketch and showed it to her. Bridget looked at the dress. It was good, really good if she were totally honest. Scott had talent, and he would do well in the designer world. She looked up and found him studying her, she felt an instant thrill go through and she felt a sudden feeling down in between her legs. She was mortified, she hadn’t had that happen. Scott wondered if she knew how beautiful she was. She wasn’t as volupous as many of the girls or models he had seen, but there was an innocent fire to her. She would be something to tame, who over awakened her to the world of sensuality would be a lucky man. It was there inside of her, after all her mother was the queen of sensuality just like his mother.

" What are you doing?" He smiled. " Waiting for you to say something rude, after all you saw me yesterday and you basically ran out of the door." Fire sparked in her eyes. " I did no such thing!" " Scott sat back in his chairs and cradled his hands with his hands. " I just thought that you might be afraid of me or something." The truth she was, when she had seen him yesterday with her father, she had basically ran." Why in the hell would I be afraid of you?" "Maybe because you went running to your father about some idiot running into you without looking to see if you were alone, you should learn to have some decision." " I don’t have to do anything, you sat there for five minutes without talking allowing me to slander you." He smiled. " Stop smiling, why are you smiling at me." " I’m just wondering if you are always a brat." " Brat, why you…." " Think of something quick, I’ve gotta go soon." " I know, you ‘ve got a hot date." Bridget could see him in the arms of some leggy model or something. " Something like that."

Rick knocked on Eve’s door. He waited for her to answer, he needed to notes from class. No what he needed was someone to talk to. He had gone by Amber’s to see little Eric and CJ had thrown him out after he only had ten minutes with the baby. He wanted to spend more time with little Eric. He had lost so much, CJ and his son. Every since the insolent at his house, Kimberly wasn’t acting funny and Bridget wouldn’t look in his eyes. He needed a friend. Eve was a great friend; she’d be there for him. He left a note taped to the door.

Kimberly didn’t know what she was going to do with the information that she found, but it would be useful. She wasn’t sure if she should put the box back. " Why are you holding this information Brooke, how do you plan to use it." She had however come up with a plan with the information she learned about Rick. She had first planned on telling Brooke she knew in order to get her job back, but she had come up with something better. She walked into Insomnia and saw Bridget talking to a good-looking guy around the age of twenties. " Does Bridget have a boyfriend?" She frowned, if Bridget had a boyfriend that would take her attention off her mother. That wouldn’t do. Kimberly checked her makeup and took off her sweater, which left her in an alluring strapless pink top. " Sorry Bridget, if you have a man, you won’t have the time to help me get mine."

Isabelle looked at the photo of Brooke Logan. " Where did you get this?" "That’s not what I asked you Isabelle." There was only one place that he could have gotten this picture, Olivia.

"Who is she?" Isabelle poured herself a glass of juice from the bar. " Who do you think it is?"

" Someone who looks like my wife, someone named Brooke." " Brooke?" Caspian gave his sister a menacing look. " Don’t play games with me. Brooke Logan Forrester. She had been the reason you’ve been to LA, you been looking for her and I want to know why." " Don’t you want to know why she looks like Lark?" Caspian moved toward his sister and spoke in a hushed tone. " I want to know what she has to do with you." Isabelle started right back at her brother. "With me, nothing, with you everything."

Ridge returned from his meeting, it was long. He was tired and wanted to get home to Taylor and the kids. He noticed that Bridget had left one of her pens on his desk; it said Bridget in bright pink. He turned on the stereo and the some My Cherie Amour by Stevie Wonder came on and his thought went to Bridget. He thought about the when he helped her be born into the world, when she was a baby in his arms, when he had sung to her and Rick at Brooke’s, when she kissed him at his wedding with Brooke, when she had looked up at him with those eyes at age 6 with her missing tooth, when she tried to con him into taking her to Egypt. Tears formed in his eyes, his daughter, she had been his daughter for so long. Life wasn’t fair, the baby he had with Morgan he didn’t want, but Bridget he wanted. Taylor had thought Stephanie and Phoebe had replaced the part of his heard that Bridget had held, but it didn’t. " If you were mine, how would things have turned out?" Ridge shook his head, turned off the stereo and placed the papers from Morgan in his desk. She had already left for the day. He locked the desk and walked toward the door. He turned and went back to get the pen, he put it into his pocket and smiled.

" What does she have to do with me? Who is she?" " She is Brooke Logan. You didn’t get all the information from Olivia, I’m surprised. What did she do, come running to you with tales. I didn’t know you communicated with her." Caspian sat down. " She didn’t tell me." Isabelle swallowed her a sip of juice. " Ohh, of course Olivia wasn’t direct. I bet she gave you the picture didn’t she?" Caspian glanced at his sister. " She brought the photo to you didn’t she? She told you about this woman." " She tired to hide it from me and I researched the woman, I don’t trust Olivia, you should know that." " What did you plan to do with this woman Olivia, kidnap her and bring her to me." " Olivia smiled. " Something like that." " Whatever you had planned for this Brooke Logan Forrester, I want you to stop it. Leave the woman alone." Isabelle heard the note of pain in her brother’s voice; he hadn’t sounded like that in years. " I only want to…"

Caspian held up his hand. " I don’t want to even imagine with you, it could be anything." He got up and walked away. " Leave her be, she isn’t Lark." " Don’t you want to at least know about her? She intrigues you, I know it, and she is an interesting woman." Caspian stopped; in truth he had stopped himself from finding about the alluring woman in the photo. " I have a file on her, she’s perfect for you Caspian." Caspian walked out of the room. " I’m sorry, either you take matters in you own hands brother, or I will. She is perfect and I won’t allow you to let her get away." Isabelle looked at the photo. Maybe Olivia had helped unknowing; once Caspian read about her he would be riveted.

Bridget went slamming into the house. Scott Granger, why was she foolish to think that he would be any different than any man. Hadn’t she learned from all the men in her family, they always thought with their****s. She thoughts ran back to earlier that night.-----" Bridget, it’s good to see you. Bridget had looked up and saw Kimberly. "Kimberly" Kimberly was wearing a bright smile and a little top. She was starting to dislike Kimberly more and more. She hadn’t talked to her in person after she had caught her with her brother. She wasn’t the same anymore, she used to be virginal like, and the plan that she had concocted was over the top. " Bridget, aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend. She looked at Scott who was staring at Kimberly and Kimberly’s breast, which looked like they were going to fall out of her shirt. Bridget had looked down at her own breast and sighed. " Scott Granger, this is Kimberly Fairchild." Scott smiled. " Kimberly, you work for Forrester, right." " Not anymore, Kimberly was fired." Kimberly had given Bridget a sour look." " I was the Princess Model." " It’s too bad that you aren’t still working there, maybe we would have worked there." " You work at Forrester?" " Yes, I have an internship with a small salary. Brooke hired me." " That’s great, I think designers are so wonderful." Bridget couldn’t believe it but Kimberly kept touching her chest, was she flirting with Scott. Bridget looked at him and he didn’t seem to mind. She had gotten up and looked at Kimberly.

" Shouldn’t you be with Rick, my brother, your boyfriend ", she said to Kimberly. She had left them at Insomnia. Scott Granger was an**** and she didn’t want to do anything with him. She had other things to so besides thinking about how she felt heat whenever she was near him. Ridge, she had to find about Ridge and Morgan.

Brooke looked at her reflection, she was beautiful. Her hair was upswept and held in place by a diamond clasp, she wore a beautiful form fitting strapless black-laced dress. She touched her leg through the long side split. She checked her garters and stood back up. She had on long black gloves and high-healed shoes. "You look wonderful." Brooke smiled. " Thank you, you’ve done a wonderful job. Brooke left and went toward the private dinning room. She opened the door walked in to the room and found Thorne standing on the balcony. She approached him and he turned. The breath caught in his throat, she was lovely and a vision. He held out his hand toward her. She took it and he pulled her in his arms. He kissed her slowly on the lips. " I love you so much. You are my heart, you are my world" He looked into her eyes and saw the tears; he touched her face. " All I want to you and me together, forever." She smiled and his world lit up. Thorne went inside and rang a bell; a trio of a string ensemble came inside and started to play.

" My I have this dance." "Certainly" Thorne took Brooke into his arms and they moved together to the music.

Caspian was in a foul mood; he had left before he had questioned what Isabelle had planned. The truth of the matter, he was angry that he left the photo at her house. He didn’t understand why he was drawn to the photo, it wasn’t her, and it wasn’t his wife. Just a woman who looked like Lark, his Lark was gone. He had driven around for the last hour trying to collect his thoughts. He went into his bedroom and started to strip when he noticed the file on his bed. He noticed the note attached from it in Isabelle’s handwriting. He knew what it was; it was the file on Brooke Logan. For once in his life he didn’t know what to do, he didn’t want to open the file. Caspian opened the file and saw a photo of a woman lounging on a chair in a sexy manner. He started to look at the different photos of the beautiful woman. Each was different and alluring. He looked at the photos of her with different men and found a spark of jealousy race through him. He then looked at the photos of her and her children; he could tell she loved them. He then stopped at a photo of her seemly totally nude except for a fur coat, he was aroused by her no doubt. He then pushed the photos all aside and started to read about the mysterious woman named Brooke.

Thorne feed Brooke some lobster and she nipped his fingers. He laughed and then shared a sip of champagne with Brooke from the same glass. He smiled and kissed her neck. He loved her so much. "Thorne, I can’t eat anymore, I’m stuffed." He ran his finger down her check. He grabbed her and pulled her into his lap. She leaned down and kissed him. " Make love to me Thorne, make love to me now." Brooke stood up and unzipped the back of the dress, which fell to the floor. He leaned back in his chair and smiled at her. He looked at her standing in the black strapless bouste with matching black underwear. He loved her. He leaned forward and kissed her bare stomach. He rubbed his face against her and leaned forward and pulled her panties down. He slid up her body and unhooked the back of the bouste; it fell to the floor. She smiled down at him and closed her eyes as he took her nipple into his mouth. " Thorne…" He pulled her to the floor and found her with his tongue. She closed her eyes and felt pleasure.

Ridge walked into the house, he was tired and weairy. Taylor looked up from her papers and went to him, she kissed him passionately. "What wrong honey, you seemed worried." He was, tomorrow he’d give those papers to Morgan and he didn’t know what she would do. Morgan was a snake, he should never had trusted her. " It’s nothing, a long day." Taylor went to the bar and poured Ridge a drink. " Brooke driving you hard?" " No, Brooke has been working from home although we need to have a meeting with her, she fired Kimberly." "What! What is she doing, she’s going to aleienate her children if she keeps doing things like that. No wonder Bridget is acting to harsh." Ridge’s eye poped up at the mention of Bridget’s name. " I saw her today." Taylor handed Ridge the drink. " You did? I really worried about her Ridge. I saw her the other day at the hospital and she said some harsh words to me. I don’t understand what’s going on with her." I do know this thing with Brooke and Thorne have gotten to her." " We should have expected this. Brooke should have. She has got to learn that her choices effect her children. You know I hate to admit it but maybe things might have been better if …" " If what?" " Nothing, all I know is that she needs help."

The doorbell rang. Bridge opened it and saw Kimberly. " What do you want?" " I want to know why you were in Insomnia with Scott instead of finding out about your mother." Bridget was getting real tired of Kimberly. " My mother, what are you talking about?" " You haven’t realized that she isn’t here." Bridget had been caught up with thoughts of Ridge and Scott that she forgot that her mother should have been home. " I don’t have time to talk with you and you weren’t you have a nerve to talk you’ve been busy with my brother and now Scott. Kimberly smiled, so flirting had been working. " I don’t know what you mean, I was just being nice to your friend."

" Yeah, I’m sure that you are." "Look Bridget, we shouldn’t be arguing, we should be working on getting Brooke and Thorne to break up. You need to do more, I think that it is time that you get your father involved. Let him know that you are unhappy and then he will put pressure on your mother." Bridget listened to Kimberly and she knew that she really didn’t like her anymore.

 

 

Thorne filled Brooke completely. She moved under him feeling him and matching his rhythm. She opened her passion filled eyes and smiled at him; he leaned down to catch her mouth with his. She racked his back with her nails and he moved deeper inside of her. " Oh, Brooke" She tighter legs around his flanks and tightened herself around him. Thorne groaned laughed at the same time. He kicked the sheets off the bed and the rose petals that he has sprinkled on the bed fell to the floor.

Isabelle brushed her hair and walked out of the shower. She had left as soon as Caspian had and left the file on his bed. He would be reading the file and she knew that once he did, he would allow her to do what she needed to do. According to the information that she received, Brooke and Thorne were out tonight. Tonight just might be the last time that they could spend together as a couple.

Caspian studied a photo of Brooke next to a horse; she had the most beautiful smile. Brooke Logan he had been reading about her life, it was more than interesting.

Thorne lay next to Brooke stroking her hair. She sighed and looked lovingly into his eyes. She touched his face and he kissed her fingers. " I love you so much. I don’t want to lose you Thorne." He kissed her on the nose. " You won’t, we will get through this." Brooke thought about her plans and how she and Thorne would start a new life. " We will and we will create our own family, to make up for the one that you lost." " All I need is you Brooke, All I need is you."

Against All Odds Chapter 20 (Paris)

Brooke finished packing her suitcase. " Today is the day. You start making plans for all of you." Brooke thought about her night with Thorne two days ago, it had been so wonderful and they had needed time alone. " Soon Thorne, we will have a wonderful life together." Brooke had thought about talking to Thorne about what she had planned, but decided not too, she wanted to set everything in order before she told them. It would be hard at first for him, but she was sure that he would agree they had to move on. The phone rang. " Hello." "Brooke it’s Connor, what time did you want me to meet you at the airport?" " I’m sorry Connor, I meant to call you. I was really busy yesterday at work." " How was it?" " The same as usual. Stephanie crude remarks, Eric’s glare and Ridge trying to get my forgiveness." " Typical Ridge, always thinking about himself." " Yes. Well I’m over Ridge and I don’t care about his wants and needs." Connor wondered what had made Brooke so angry with the Forresters, she hadn’t told him, but he knew that Ridge was at the bottom of it.

Kimberly drove down the highway. She looked toward the estate; she wondered what Brooke was doing? Have she discovered her box was missing. Nothing in it had any value expect the information on Rick; she had struggled to come up with something. Bridget on the other hand was being a real b*tch because of Scott. Scott Granger was a good-looking guy but he wasn’t Thorne. She didn’t want Bridget’s little boyfriend but she wasn’t going to let Bridget get side tracked. Bridget hadn’t known Brooke and Thorne had planned a romantic get away and it had cost their plan. Kimberly had been so upset that Thorne hadn’t come home she had almost gone looking for him. She needed to get her plan started, and it would be easy now that Brooke was leaving town. First, however, she needed to work on Rick.

Caspian sat in his office. He has been staring at the same photo the last hour. Brooke Logan, she had been in his thoughts for the last two days. The woman, who looked like the mate of his soul, but wasn’t. The woman who owned Forrester Creations, the woman who had become a force to recommend in the business world. She was amazing; she had no formal training in business, yet she had made the profits more than double. She was commanding, sexy, and intelligent. She had also had a strange relationship with the Forrester men, it seems she has been married to Eric Forrester, Ridge Forrester and now she was involved with Thorne Forrester. She had strength and power behind her, yet her downfall was her matters with her heart. She seemed to have bad luck with those Forrester men. She was an enigma. She was a sexy siren in some of the photos and yet an innocent in all the others. She was a mother who cared a great deal for her children. He had read about her and it was obvious that she loved them a great deal. She was also at odds with the Forresters and her daughter over her newest relationship. Caspian looked up at the sound of the door. Isabelle walked in wearing sharp gray suit. She sat in the adjoining chair and poured herself a cup of coffee. " So, you are intrigued, I presume." Caspian closed the file on Brooke. " What I am has no significance." " Yes it does. She is already getting to you and you don’t even know her. Think about how she will effect you after you meet her." Caspian quick eyes found his sisters. " You do plan on seeing her?" Caspian stood and walked toward the large windows that overlooked the city. Brooke was coming to Paris; it wasn’t too far from here. He could take his jet and be there in no time flat. He could see her. Isabelle smiled behind her brother’s back, Caspian would go to her, she’d bet on it. "You should see her for yourself."

" Because she looks like Lark?" Isabelle walked toward her brother standing directly behind him.

"No, because she will be the woman to change your life." Caspian said nothing. He heard the door close, turned and found his sister was gone. Isabelle smiled. She still had plans to make; Brooke Logan would be here soon.

Eve finished hanging the last photo. " Rick are you going to tell me which side is straight." Rick’s eyes weren’t on the picture that Eve had been hanging but on her butt. She was really pretty; she wore a white T-shirt and a pair of demin shorts. She had come over with a picture for his new place. She had also come over with breakfast; she was a mean cook. She was smart pretty and although he didn’t like to think of it much, she had been more than inviting in the bed.

" Rick, are you paying attention?" "Yes" Eve smiled; he had been looking at her butt. She turned and smiled at him. " Well you hang it." She jumped down and stood in front of him. " Go ahead. I’ve cooked breakfast, brought the picture, so you hang it." Rick smiled. " Thanks so much for coming over. I’m glad that you are here." Eve stepped closer toward Rick; she rested her hand on her shoulder. " I’m glad to be here. You know that I care about you." Rick was mesmerized by her chocolate eyes, she was to pretty and she was arousing to him. He leaned forward as she did. He suddenly thought of Kimberly, he couldn’t do that to her. He loved her, not Eve. If Kimberly hadn’t been in the picture, her would be with Eve. She was a wonderful girl and she was easy to talk to, but she wasn’t Kimberly. There was knock on the door, Rick answered the door and saw Kimberly. " Rick, his it’s been a while since I’ve see you." Rick turned and looked at Eve. Kimberly looked past Rick toward the pretty girl with the long dark hair with a smile that vanished. " What is going on here?"

Thorne took Brooke’s carry 0n bag onto the plane. " When do you think that you will be back?" " Not until couple of days." Thorne leaned down and kissed her slowly on her lips using his tongue to stroke her own. Brooke wrapped her arms around him. She leaned into the kiss and stroked him back with hers. She moved her hands down his chest and pushed them up under his sweater and rubbed his naked his chest. Thorne laughed against her lips. She leaned forward toward his ear and bit the lope. He gripped her and pulled her against him and she felt his arousal thriving against her. " How much time do we have until you leave?" Thorne tore off Brooke’s jacket to her red suit. Brooke leaned her head back to receive the kissed he rained down her neck. I think that we have time." Thorne took her hand and pulled her toward the bedroom on the private plane. He locked the door and stripped out of sweater and opened the buttons on his jeans. He smiled at Brooke. Brooke smiled a sexy smile toward Thorne and undid the clasp to her bra. The bra dropped to the floor and Thorne came toward her, he dropped his underwear on the floor and had a raging erection. " Is that for me?" Brooke smiled. " You know it is." He pulled her up against the wall. " Thorne, I haven’t taken off my skirt yet." Thorne pushed her skirt up and pulled her panties down. " I can’t wait that long. I have to have you now." Thorne closed his eyes and thrust inside of her." Brooke wrapped her legs around him and gave herself up as his mouth found her nipple.

Connor walked inside the plane and looked for Brooke. He suddenly heard moans coming from the back room. He wondered what it was and went toward the door when he heard Brooke moaning Thorne’s name. Connor smiled, Brooke was something else. He went back to the sitting area and opened up the documents that he needed. " Mr. Davis, are we ready?" Connor looked toward the back room. " I think we might need some additional time until take off."

Bridget looked at the copies of the papers. Ridge and Morgan, she needed to find out the truth. She had a couple of days to figure out something because her mother was going to be out of town. She had to figure out what the truth was, and how Ridge had ruined his marriage to Taylor. Bridget smiled, if Brooke and Thorne broke up and Ridge and Taylor, they could one day be back together. She would have her family back. Bridget decided that she should visit Morgan in her office and try to find out the truth. Forrester, if she went there, she would probably run into Scott. Her heart plummeted, she couldn’t stand him.

Morgan looked at the papers that Ridge had laid on her desk a day ago. " Morgan what’s wrong?" Morgan took the papers and handed them to Clark. " Ridge left these for me the other day." Clark sat down and saw the disturbed look on Morgan’s face. " What are these?" Clark picked up the papers. " You have to kidding. Ridge put all of this down on paper. He must be crazier than I thought." " Can you believe that jerk, so afraid that I’m going to show him those video tapes." " Videotapes, what are you talking about." Morgan leaned back in her chair and thought about her hidden video. She hadn’t made any copies except the one that Ridge had and the one she had. " I made a video of us together the night we created our son." Clark’s mouth dropped open. " You did what? Did you just say son?" " Yes, I am having a son. Yes, I made videotape. I had a feeling that I would need it. If I didn’t have it Ridge would be in here every moment putting pressure on me, he and that B&tch of his mother." Clark agreed with Morgan whole-heartedly, for Ridge to do something like this meant that he was under a great deal of pressure. Clark read the document, which would probably set Morgan up for life. He suddenly had a thought, what if Morgan could use this to her advantage. " Morgan me ask you a question. Do you want Ridge in anyway or fashion." Morgan looked at Clark with a perplexed look. " Why?" Clark smiled. "Because I’ve got an idea that could knock your socks off and it would ensure that you will never be Stephanie’s victim again."

Bridget stopped in front of Morgan’s office; she heard voices. Clark and Morgan. " What are they talking about?" She knew that she really be able to hear if she moved to the room in the back of Morgan’s office. It could be reached from Morgan’s office and from the back hallway. Bridget went toward the back room, opened the door and listened intensely to Morgan and Clark.

Kimberly stared at Eve. Who was this girl in Rick’s guesthouse? She marched over toward the girl. " I’m Kimberly, Rick’s girlfriend." Eve’s eyes narrowed on Kimberly. She couldn’t stand her; she hadn’t forgotten the remarks that she had made to her friends about Rick. " I know who you are." Eve’s cool veneer, warned Kimberly that this girl had her eye on Rick. She didn’t like Eve at all. Kimberly stepped closer to Eve. " I don’t seem to know who you are. But you look real familiar." Eve glanced toward Rick who had a guilty look on his face. He had been having fun until Kimberly showed up, she wasn’t going to stand there and slap on a smile just assure Kimberly that Rick and her were just friends. Kimberly was a funny girl, she didn’t want Rick but she knew she wouldn’t allow anyone else to have him. Rick came and stood between Kimberly and Eve. " Eve goes to school with us, she in one of my classes." " Oh, I know I’ve seen you, you work in the cafeteria or something." Eve steeped closer to Kimberly. " I work at the Student Union gift shop. Is there something wrong with working?" " No, but if you are working there, you must be on a scholarship or something, right?" " Not that it’s any of your business, but I do have a scholarship. Is there something wrong with that?" " No.." " Well it’s good that you are smart enough to realize that not all people have parents to pay their way." Kimberly didn’t like the tone this upstart girl took, who did she think she was? " My parents don’t pay my way…" " Yes princess, I’m sure that cushy job pays you well. Unlike others I have to pay my way." Rick was uncomfortable, he didn’t understand why Kimberly was acting like this, could she have guessed about the night he and Eve shared. " Eve.." " I’ve got to go. I have to work at MY OTHER JOB." Eve turned to Rick. " Bye, I’ll talk to you later." Rick was relived, this situation was to tense.

Brooke sighed. She loved being with Thorne, it was too bad that she couldn’t take him with her on her trip, but work was building up. " What time do you think Connor will be coming?" " I’m not sure but we had better get up and fully dressed. Thorne smiled and kissed her. They quickly dressed and he chased her out of the room. Brooke ran until she almost ran into Connor.

" Connor! What are you doing here? I mean, how long have you been here?" Connor smiled at the flushed couple. " I’ve been here for a while." Brooke looked at Thorne and they both laughed. Connor smiled, he remembered a time when he had been happy and had a woman like Brooke in his life. " Sorry, Connor, Brooke and I needed some time to…" " Don’t worry. Are you ready to go Brooke?" Brooke nodded. She turned toward Thorne and kissed him goodbye.

"Good luck with hiring a new designer for Forrester. I’ll call you later." " You had better. I love you Thorne." Thorne kissed Brooke shook Connor’s hand and left. Connor sat down and watched as Brooke took that matching seat. " So I take it, you didn’t tell him?" Brooke looked out the window to where Thorne was walking. " No, not yet, I want all of this settled before I tell him." " Why does he think that I’m coming?" " He just thinks that you have some business there and that I asked you to overlook some papers." Connor didn’t say a word, keeping secrets in relationships wasn’t smart but he understood why Brooke decided to keep her mouth shut. To many times Brooke had allowed matters of the heart to influence her in business matters. She obviously didn’t want to make that mistake again. " Since we are here for the duration of a least a couple of hours, tell me what those Forrester have done to make you this upset." Brooke looked at Connor, he had been a true friend to her, and he hadn’t balked when she told him of her relationship with Thorne, although she knew that he probably thought it was strange. She sat back, listened to the plan take off. " It all started when Stephanie couldn’t control her anger."

" Who is that girl?" Rick took Kimberly’s hand and walked her toward the sofa. " I told you, we have class together and she came over to give me some notes that I missed." " Kimberly noticed the dishes left of the table. " Rick are you involved with that girl?" " What, how can you say something like that? We are just friends." Kimberly’s mind went back to the smile on that Eve’s face, she didn’t want to be Rick’s friend. She couldn’t afford this, if Rick lost interest in her, it could ruin her plans, she needed to do something fast. " I just don’t understand what’s going on. I mean, what am I doing wrong? First I lose my job and now it seems that I’m losing you too." Rick didn’t hear the second part of Kimberly’s sentence. " What? Did you just say that you lost your job?" Kimberly turned toward Rick; tears had filled her eyes. " Didn’t your mother tell you?" " Tell me what?" Kimberly sighed and walked toward Rick. " See what I mean she doesn’t even tell you. I haven’t done anything at all to her, but she finds a reason to fire me just because she hates me." " My mom fired you? My god, when did this happen?" " A couple weeks ago, I guess." " Why didn’t you tell me?" " Rick, your mother got sick, when was I supposed to tell you that she fired me? I didn’t want to seem like the bad guy and then the thing in the house with the sex, it made me more uncomfortable." Rick didn’t understand his mother. Why would she do this, Kimberly was a great model. Didn’t she understand that this was going to effect his relationship with her?" " Rick you don’t understand how I’ve been feeling. I’ve lost my dad, my sister and my job. I’m not sure how much I can take. I don’t like coming here; you mother hates me. She is totally jealous of my relationship with Thorne and that’s the real reason she fired me." " Thorne? What does Thorne have to do with this?"

 

{Later that evening, a few hours later.}

Thorne walked into his beach home and listened to the answer machine. " Thorne, this is James. I’m sorry that I was delayed. I will meet you tomorrow at 10:30 at my old office; a friend has allowed me to use it. Call me if there is a problem." Thorne knew that talking to James would help him to get some lead way into how to help Bridget adjust. He listened to the second message. " Mr. Forrester, this is Abby Night, your plans are all confirmed. Please call me if you have any questions about your holiday." Thorne smiled, a week on a private island with Brooke, it would be perfect. He listened to the next message. " Thorne, it’s me. I’ve arrived in Paris. I guess you are a work. I’m going out to have dinner. I love you and I’ll try calling you later." Thorne smiled, Brooke was his heart and soul.

There was a knock on the door to Brooke’s suite. Brooke opened the door and found Connor standing in the doorway. " You look beautiful." Brooke smiled and turned. " You like?" Connor nodded, the black dress was stunning. It encased her body, a slit at the thigh showing her leg, it was backless showing the naked line of her spine. " You know that I do." Connor leaned down and kissed on her cheek. " Let’s go, I got on of the best tables in the restaurant." " Connor."

" Yes" " Thank you so much for all that you have done for me." Connor reached out and took her hand." " No problem." Brooke grabbed a black see through shawl and followed Connor out of the door.

Isabelle finished signing some papers. Her mind wasn’t on work, it was on her brother. Had he gone to Paris to see Brooke? She hoped so. It would make things easier if he was behind her. She had covered all the important area. She had made some moves to get Brooke’s father relocated and they would be moving out of Paris. She couldn’t take any chances. She had meeting with Dr. Staten; she had put some pressure on the man, although he didn’t know it was coming from her. Pressuring him had been easy, he didn’t want "the men" from his past to hurt his wife. He thought that these men where after him and he had come to Isabelle for help. Little did he know that he had done what she had expected and brought his wife to her? Little did he know that his wife had exactly what she had been looking her. Dr. Staten, Vicki Staten, had created a formula on mind control. Only a few on the medical in the medical world knew about it. Isabelle didn’t want anything with mind control; it was Dr. Staten’s research on controlling the memory that had

her interest. Isabelle decided that it was time to take another trip to the Staten’s.

Bridget digested the conversation that she had heard. There was videotape and Morgan had a copy. She knew where it was; the only problem was getting into Morgan’s beach house. She didn’t really know Morgan so she couldn’t just stop by. Bridget sat in the chair in Morgan’s office. If she were going to move, she was going to have to move fast, Clark’s idea would cost Ridge big. It hit her, Stephanie. Stephanie had keys to Ridge and Taylor’s new house and to their old house. She needed to make at trip to see her stepmother and her father. Bridget walked out of Morgan’s office. A hand grasped her on the shoulder. " Well, little Bridget. What are you doing in Morgan’s office?" Bridget jumped and turned. She found herself looking at Scott.

Caspian sat in the back of the restaurant. He was striking in his dark gray suit and his dark eyes. Women noticed the handsome man, but he ignored them. He was here against his better judgment. He was here to see a woman who was plaguing his senses.

Rick sat in his mother’s living room in her house. He didn’t understand what had happened. Why had his mother fired her? He loved Kimberly and he loved his mother. He had supported his mother but this time she was wrong. Firing Kimberly was a horrible mistake; he would talk to his mother and make her change his mind. His thoughts went back to what Kimberly had said, his mother was jealous of Kimberly’s relationship with Thorne. It didn’t make sense. Why would Brooke be worried about Thorne and Kimberly? Rick knew that they had spent a great deal of time together after Macy’s death, but Thorne had been supporting Kimberly. It didn’t make sense. Rick’s mind went back to the conversations with Thorne he had been trying to help him by asking him to back off on Kimberly. Could it be possible… " No! Thorne was only trying to help me. He loves my mother." It still didn’t make sense that his mother would fire Kimberly.

Caspian watched the beautiful woman enter the restaurant. She was stunning in her back dress which his simply irresistible on her. She was laughing at what her companion was saying to her. He couldn’t keep his eyes from her; she looked like his Lark but his Lark wouldn’t have worn a dress like that or have the command of almost everyman in the room. Brooke Logan was more stunning in real life than she was in the photos. He had felt her the moment she had entered the room. He sat in the corner table slightly watching her. He wanted to reach out and touch her.

Brooke had felt strange the moment that she walked in to the restaurant. She walked in and felt a spark run down her spine. She wasn’t sure what it was, but the feeling hadn’t gone. It fact it was intensifying. She also felt like someone who watching her and touching her at the same time. She was being pulled at if by a magical force toward the back of the restaurant. Connor looked at Brooke in wonder as she walked past their table toward the corner table, which was empty. Brooke kept looking like she was looking for someone or something. " Brooke is everything alright. Brooke turned toward Connor. " What?" Brooke shook her head. " I’m fine. I just felt something." Brooke followed Connor but looked back.

Caspian moved away from the doors that lead to the kitchen to the restaurant. He had hidden when she had come to him. She has felt it too, the pull. It was the thing that had pulled him toward Lark; he hadn’t felt that pull since her. With Brooke, it was even deeper. He wanted her, he knew it the moment she had come to him.

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