|One More Life to Live
Author: BuffyPikeBike PM
My own One Life to Live continuation, picking up directly after the show's cliffhanger finale. Please note, nothing General Hospital-related has happened in this or will happen.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Family - Jessica B. & Natalie B. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,804 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 12-17-12 - Published: 09-20-12 - id: 8541044
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One More Life to Live
Crossover characters from As the World Turns:
Alison "Ali" Stewart played by Marnie Schulenburg
Lyon Hunter played by Evan Alex Cole
This goes back to January of 2012 - sometime before the big GH mess happened.
Episode 1 – January 16, 2012
"That's right, Mr. Lord, you supposedly only have one life to live," Allison Perkins said as she reached out and squeezed his left foot in a surprisingly punishing grip. "But when I sell this script, it's going to make so much money that the producers will want a sequel. We'll call the second movie 'One More Life to Live'. Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" Wearing a cat that ate the canary grin, she looked over at Victor who had papers from her script strewn all about him. He was tied to the bed, hardly able to move, but he silently vowed when he got the chance, he was going to murder Allison Perkins with his bare hands.
"Put some clothes on," John McBain said again. "And don't try any funny business."
"Do you really expect me to believe that Todd murdered Victor?" Blair demanded as she forced the thin sheet up to her chin.
"Whether you believe it or not, that's your prerogative. But it's also the truth," John said. "He also helped force a false confession from Tomas Delgado before shipping him off to the boonies." He looked at Todd again. "Now I'm going to let you two get dressed because you're coming down to the station, Manning." He then faced the hallway as he heard the rustling of sheets behind him.
Blair shook her head at Todd as she reached for her blouse and skinny jeans. "Please, Todd, please tell me this is all a mistake. A mixup or something. Something Tea cooked up in her over-active, hormone-addled imagination. Please. You promised me no more lies and no more secrets."
Todd looked away for a moment as he yanked on his trousers. "Of course it's a mistake. Would I ever lie to you?" He shook his head. "Okay don't answer that question but I am telling you I did not kill Victor. I didn't."
"And the stuff John is claiming about Tomas?"
"A total fabrication too," Todd lied.
Jessica turned back inside after shutting the door. She wanted to call out to Brody, ask him to stay, ask him to be her friend, ask him to help keep her sane the way they had done for each other before. But she would never do it because Natalie would hate her for it and they already had too many issues between them.
Still, her eyes filled with tears as she moved over to the hall settee and dropped heavily down onto it. A single tear rolled down her cheek, just in time for Natalie to come over and see it. "Jess?" She asked. "What's going on?"
"Nothing, absolutely nothing," Jessica said as another tear rolled down her cheek. "I guess I'm just a little emotional about the revelation that Dad is really my dad too in every way."
"Those aren't happy tears," Natalie said. "Is this about Ford?" Natalie squeezed onto the settee beside Jessica, reaching for her hand and giving it a firm, steadying squeeze.
"It's about everything. Ford, our parents, Mitch's death, another of my children growing up without a father, Brody and –"
"Wait, Brody?" Natalie asked. "What about him? Do you still have feelings for him after all he did to the both of us?"
Jessica shook her head. "No." No was the easiest answer. "But he was here –"
"Just here right now?" Natalie started to climb to her feet but Jessica tugged her back down.
"He already left. He's going to California. He just wanted to say 'good bye' to me."
Natalie nodded. "Oh … Well it's probably for the best. We don't need him, someone so crazy, in our lives."
"Crazy, Natalie? I am crazy by every single definition!" Jessica protested.
"No you're not. And you pushed Tess back once and for all. I really believe you are a lot stronger than you realize."
"God I hope so," Jessica said and then she stood. "I'm going upstairs. Right now I just need to hold my children."
Natalie looked at her sympathetically. "Alright. You do that and if you need anything, remember I'm here," she told her sister. Jessica nodded and slipped up the stairs.
Lyon Hunter, really just Hunter to everyone, because really who wanted to be called Lyon by anyone; strode into the offices of The Sun, trying his best not to trip in that clumsy way of his, and immediately noticed how quiet it was. The whole newsroom was deserted. He knew Todd Manning had fired the majority of his employees because they had believed his twin brother was him (it was actually a fascinating story; Pulitzer Prize winning even) but Hunter had expected someone to be there to show him into Todd's office. He had an interview with Todd this afternoon and though he was a tad early, the early bird caught the worm and all that.
He knocked on the door of Todd's office and when there was no response, he put his hand on the doorknob. He moved inside, careful this time not to trip on a stack of overflowing boxes. He walked further into the room and ended up dropping into the big padded chair behind the big oak desk. And why not? It's not like Todd was around to see it anyway.
He settled into the chair, moving left and right to find a comfortable position. "You're fired!" he said, pointing at an invisible employee and then another. "You're fired. And you too. And you and you and –"
He stopped as he heard movement in the doorway. He looked up to see a painfully thin olive-skinned man standing there. "Who are you?" The man asked.
"You must be Vimal Patel," Hunter said. He had done his homework and knew Vimal was the one guy hired by Victor whom Todd had kept around, for whatever reason.
"I am. And who are you? And what are you doing in Mr. Manning's chair?"
Hunter jumped out of the seat so fast he toppled to the side and only grabbing the edge of the desk in time saved him from a face-plant to the floor. He straightened. "Uh, sorry. I was just waiting for Todd. We have an interview at three. I am up for the assistant editor position. My name is Hunter."
Vimal narrowed his beady eyes. "Hunter what?"
"Just Hunter," he said. "Anyway what time will Mr. Manning arrive?"
"Your guess is as good as mine. We might never see him again outside prison bars," Vimal lamented with a shake of his head. "The ever-active grapevine in Llanview says he was arrested for his twin brother's murder just this morning. I was actually on my way to the police station when I remembered I had to turn off the lights."
"This is great!" Hunter enthused. "I mean, for a news story. I am coming with you to the LPD."
"I don't think that would be very wise."
"Mr. Manning is going to need the press to sway public opinion of him. Trust me. He needs me."
Todd said nothing on the ride over to the police station. John led him immediately to his desk and forced him down into a chair. Todd grumbled but finally spoke, barking that he wanted a lawyer and he wanted one now. The only problem was that Tea was his lawyer and she was standing across the room chatting with none other than her brother. When her eyes landed on him, they narrowed and became noticeably full of hate.
"You're going away for a long time, Todd," she hissed.
"I didn't do anything I'm being accused of," Todd insisted.
"Oh save it for the jury!" Tomas snapped. "You're guilty as sin, Manning, and this time you're not going to get away with literal murder."
Todd rolled his eyes. "As nice as this little powwow is, I want a lawyer!" he said, pounding the chair he was sitting in, the one John had cuffed him to.
John feigned not hearing him though as Blair strode into the station in clothes that were noticeably rumpled, just like Todd's. Tea rolled her eyes as Blair marched over to them. "Are you responsible for this, Tea?" she demanded.
"Nice to see you too, Blair," Tomas said facetiously.
Blair looked over at him and sighed. "I'm glad you're okay but you confessed to Victor's murder. I don't understand –"
"You know what I don't understand," Tea cut off Blair. "Why you are clearly ignoring the truth that is right in front of you. Are you blind? Do I need to knock some sense into that dyed blonde head of yours?"
"Go ahead and try," Blair snapped, eyes blazing. "If you weren't pregnant –"
"Blair, my sister isn't the one you should be angry at," Tomas said. "She did the right thing. Think of all Todd has taken from her, again and again and again. Open your eyes and see the truth. Todd is guilty of killing Victor, kidnapping me, and probably a bunch of other crimes I am sure yet to be discovered."
Blair whipped around and looked at Todd. John was passing him the phone finally to call a lawyer but suddenly Blair was ripping it from his hand. "Hey!" Todd snapped.
"Be honest with me, Todd, for once in your whole damn life. What Tea and Tomas are saying … is it all true?"
Todd shrugged. "It seems you've already decided the truth, now haven't you? No matter what I say, nothing is going to convince you I'm not guilty of all this. You don't believe in me. Maybe you never did."
"Maybe you're right about that," Blair said somberly.
(Scene fades to black; end of Episode 1)