Disclaimer: I don't own Passions nor do I own All My Children. They belong to people other than me.

This one was written a few years ago shortly after Passions first aired and (during AMC) when Gillian was in the hospital (because of a car accident) while she was dating Jake. The names contained in the ** are telling you whose POV is speaking.


As Different as Night and Day

Chapter I


"The 'earth-shaker' was Poseidon, wasn't he?" I asked my friends who were sitting around the room.

There was a mythology test tomorrow and since we are all in the same class together I invited Charity, Simone, and Kay over to study.

"Yeah," Kay said, not looking up from the small notebook that she was writing in. Come to think of it, she hadn't looked up since we started studying.

"Are you sure?" my girlfriend, Charity, asked. "It sounds like Zeus would be the one called that."

Kay finally looked up. "Yes, I'm sure. I remember Mrs. Wagner telling us that Poseidon was called the earth-shaker because at times the sea pounded against the cliffs and caused the earth to shake a bit."

"Oh...ok," Charity said, looking confused at the crabby tone in Kay's voice.

"Kay? Are you ok?" Simone, Kay's best friend, asked.

"Yes...I'm fine. I'm just tired," she answered, writing in the notebook again.

"Well, if you're sure..." Simone trailed off.

"I'm sure," Kay answered.

I shook my head, wondering what was really wrong with her. She was one of my best friends and she knew that she could tell me anything.

An hour later everyone had to go home, so we started to pack up our stuff.

"I hope the test is going to go ok," Charity said.

"It will. Don't worry about it," I said smiling at her. "I'll walk you all to the door."

Kay and Simone got up and put on their backpacks. None of us saw Kay's notebook fall out of her backpack.



I smiled as I walked up to the Crane mansion. I had been in France the past couple of weeks and I couldn't wait to see Ethan.

I opened the door and went in search of him. I started to head up to his room when I heard his voice coming from the living room.

I walked in and saw Ethan sitting on the couch talking with a beautiful brunette. I felt a stab of jealousy go through me.

"Hi, Ethan," I said, offering a smile to the brunette.

He turned around looking surprised. "Gwen," he said getting up and giving me a hug. "How was your trip?"

"It was fine," I answered. "I missed you."

"I missed you, too," Ethan replied.

He noticed that I kept glancing at the brunette and he said, "oh, Gwen, you know Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald."

"Theresa?" I asked. *How can she be Pilar's mousy daughter?*



I looked at Sheridan who was helping Hank and I clean up the youth center.

"What are you doing tonight?" I asked her. The question took me by surprise since I hadn't expected to ask it.

She looked up at me. "Why?"

"Hank and I are going to the Rave," I said, talking about a nightclub in town. "We thought that you might want to come along."

I still didn't know why I was asking except that Hank would have probably invited her anyway.

"Sure, I'll go along," she replied.

"Really?" I asked. I hadn't expected her to actually agree.

"Yeah, why?"

"No reason," I said. Hank came in the room. "Sheridan is coming with us."

"Ok," he answered, smiling. "Let's go."



We had been at the club for an hour and if I didn't know better I'd say that Luis and Sheridan were actually getting along.

"If you'll excuse me, I'll go get more drinks," I said, getting up and heading to the bar.

I put in the order for our drinks and turned to the dark-haired woman next to me.

"Don't even think about it," she said as I was about to open my mouth to hit on her.


"I said, 'don't even think about it'," she answered.

"Oh? And why not?"

"Because you could never handle me."

"Who says?" I asked, intrigued.

"I do," she said simply. "Your drinks are here."

"Thanks. Why don't you come join my friends and I?"

She just looked at me for a few moments. "Why should I?"

"Why shouldn't you?"

"Because I have to go," she answered looking toward the door. "But if you insist on harassing me further, here's my number." She handed me a piece of folded paper and left.

"What took you so long?" Luis asked when I finally got back to the table. It was obvious that he and Sheridan had gotten into an argument.

"I was talking to some girl," I answered, not offering any further information.

"What was her name?" Sheridan asked.

I unfolded the paper. "Nikhole Lavery. Does that name sound familiar to either of you?"

"No. Should it?" Sheridan asked while Luis just shook his head.

"I don't know if it should. But I have this nagging feeling that I should."