No Place to Hide

“Yeah, Mama said the same thing,” Luis said contemplatively. A very scared Sheridan looked over at Luis. “Hey! Come here Sheridan,” Luis tightened his hold of her. “Nothing is going to happen to us. Remember, once we find your mother, we can put Alistair away for good. That diary and those letters will be enough to put the scare of God into him, but once we have them, along with a very live Catherine Sheridan Crane, you will no longer have to fear Alistair.”

“I know exactly how you feel Sheridan,” Luis whispered in her ear. “I don't even want to think about that if you don't mind.” Luis gave Sheridan a sweet kiss on the cheek and stroked her hair in a reassuring fashion. “So Sam, what else did you find out?”

“According to Andy, George was to meet a man named Peter Black. Peter Black is a local down here and very well known. I did a little checking and it seems that he still lives in Miami. From what I gather, he is loyal only to the almighty dollar. Sheridan, I don't know what kind of money you can spend without your family getting suspicious, but he may be your best bet.”

“Sam, I've been released by the doctors and Hal released me as Sheridan's bodyguard as soon as Roger was caught. You know as well as I do that I can't stay away from work forever,” Luis said. “All this time without a check is going to kill me financially.”

“I guess I need to explain a few things to you Luis. When the news hit Harmony about what you did for Sheridan, taking that bullet for her and saving her life the way you did you were nothing short of a local hero. Not just to Sheridan but the whole town. You did what the FBI and Interpol couldn't do. Besides keeping Sheridan alive, you led to the capture of Roger and the eventual disbandment of one of the most power drug rings in the world."

“The mayor made an announcement that you had been promoted to detective and after you were “completely” recovered, he plans on thanking you personally with a dinner in your honor. Any medical bills you've incurred, not paid for by insurance have been taken care of and your paycheck will continue to be direct deposited into your account until you return.”

“I don't know Sheridan,” Luis said glancing at her with an impish grin. “Do you feel like staying away from Harmony for another month with me? We can hang out down here, maybe check out this Peter Black guy and see where it leads?”

“I don't know Luis,” Sheridan said with a twinkle in her eye. “I can either go back to the cottage alone on my family's estate and listen to that blowhard of a brother I have telling me how lucky I am to be rid of you, or I can stay in a tropical paradise with the sexiest guy alive and maybe find the mother I thought died years ago. That's a tough one.”

“I think I've seen him Sam. Sheridan and I have done a lot of walking on the beach and every night when we go for our walk there is this one guy surrounded by at least five different women. I never paid much attention, except that I knew he was there.”

“Well,” Sheridan said innocently as she started pacing the room, “I think we need to come up with how we're going to approach this Peter Black. I mean after all, he's the best lead we have to my mother's location and we don't want to scare him off.”

“That's why we're going to stop at the bar tonight. We're going to watch him. We may have to do it for a few nights and gather information on him. We'll talk to the wait staff, bartenders, regular patrons. We may even luck out and get a chance to talk to one of his girls.”

Luis almost laughed at the suggestion, but as he thought about it, he realized it might be a good idea. The last thing they needed was any of this getting back to Alistair Crane with their names attached to it. “That might not be a bad idea Sheridan,” Luis admitted thoughtfully.

Luis walked over to Sheridan and wrapped his arms around her. “And right now, I'm just plain old Luis and I want to spend the rest of the morning and afternoon with plain old Sheridan.” Luis smiled his killer smile and kissed her gently on the forehead.

“Really?” Sheridan asked with an enticing smile. She watched Luis as he walked over to the door to their suite. He pulled the “Do Not Disturb” sign from the back of the door and placed it on the outside. He then double locked the door. On his way back to Sheridan, he picked up the telephone and dialed “0”.

“Yes, this is Luis Lopez-Fitzgerald in Suite 1112. Could you please hold all calls until further notice?... Thank you...” Luis replaced the phone into the cradle and looked at Sheridan with a very seductive look. “Well Sheridan,” he said in a very low voice, “It doesn't look like we'll be disturbed anytime soon.”

“Detective huh?” He said gruffly. Luis slowly walked over to Sheridan. He placed his hands delicately on Sheridan's silky shoulders. He slowly caressed her arms, sending shivers through her body. “Well as a detective I think I need to investigate every inch of your incredibly magnificent body.” Luis began trailing succulent kisses from her ear to her shoulder.

“So do I Sheridan,” Luis grinned. He met her gaze for a moment and then secured his mouth to hers in a slow deliberate kiss. Sheridan wrapped her arms around him and responded willingly to his every move. Luis swept her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. There they would spend the rest of the afternoon thoroughly enjoying each other, in every way.

Sheridan and Luis strolled casually down the beach wrapped firmly in each other's arms. They appeared to be walking aimlessly as they stole longing glances at each other. Sheridan nuzzled her head in the crook of Luis' arm. She sighed deeply, inhaling the scent of his cologne mixed with the crisp smell of his new white linen shirt.

“I know that,” she said warmly, “but that's not what I mean. I feel different somehow. You feel different. It's almost as if we've connected on a new level. I didn't think it was possible to love you anymore than I already did, but somehow I feel as if my love for you had grown tenfold.”

Luis felt a rush of warmth listening to Sheridan's words. “You certainly have a way with words Sheridan,” he said, a pleasurable smile donning his face. “I've never felt happier in my life than I do right now. I keep telling myself it can't get any better, yet every minute I spend with you it does get better. What I'm trying to say Sheridan is I feel exactly the same way.”

Sheridan's eyes glistened in the moonlight as she smiled brightly at the man she adored. Luis leaned in and kissed her waiting lips amorously. “How did we get so lucky to find each other?” Sheridan asked gently when their kiss ended.

“You're absolutely right,” he grinned. They began walking again in a comfortable silence. The bar they'd passed so many nights was only yards away, and sitting on the beach in front of the bar was the man they'd seen every night surrounded by his entourage of beautiful girls. When they spotted their prey they slowed to a stop.

Sheridan turned and began to kiss Luis' cheek. She in turned kissed her way up to his ear. “I'm ready when you are Aidan,” she grinned. “I must say, I like the way we're communicating. Sheridan gently nibbled his ear and then pulled back with a satisfied look.

“This place is wonderful,” Sheridan remarked as she looked around “The Captain's Cove.” The bar was completely decorated in island motif as most of the outdoor bars in the area were. Three sides of it appeared to be built with palm fronds and bamboo and the fourth side was completely opened onto the beach. There was a horseshoe shaped bar at one end and a large dance floor packed with patrons at the other end. Tables were scattered throughout the building, each centered with a single glowing candle. There were also tables under tiki huts lining the beach. Luis and Sheridan were sitting at a small outside table. Their table was strategically located so they could see most of the patrons coming and going as well as a great view of Casanova on the beach.

Sheridan glanced over briefly at the man on the beach. He was wearing a tropical cabana suit and an Ernest Hemmingway hat. There were three beautiful blondes attending to his every need and two others sitting at the nearby table sipping tall drinks. “Hugh Heffner has nothing on this guy,” Sheridan grinned. She wasn't sure if she were more amused or disgusted. Then she noticed Luis watching the scene. She was sure he was “checking out” the girls.

Sheridan watched as Luis' smile grew as he continued watching the man they thought to be Peter Black with his harem. She suddenly found all hint of amusement exiting the scene and was about to call Luis on his drooling, but Luis beat her to the punch. “Those girls certainly are beautiful,” he said shaking his head in amazement. Sheridan was beginning to feel a tad jealous. It was the first time in their relationship she'd had cause to feel this way.

Luis saw the ice cold glare in Sheridan's eyes. He couldn't help but smile. “How could you not notice Sheridan?” he asked with a glint in his eye. “Some men would think they'd died and gone to heaven to be in that man's shoes.”

“Well...” Luis said slowly, “to be perfectly honest....” Luis saw that the little green monster was beginning to show itself with Sheridan and he found it somewhat endearing, but couldn't continue her torture for long. “I've never been the type of guy to go after more than one girl at a time. As a matter of fact,” he continued, his voice softening to almost a whisper, “When I met you, I lost all interest in all other women. Somewhere deep down inside, I knew you were the only woman for me.”

Suddenly the icy look melted. She stared at Luis who was looking at her with such love in his eyes, she knew he meant every word. “Lu... I mean Aidan, that is so sweet of you to say that,” Sheridan said, almost forgetting they'd agreed not to use their real names when they were investigating Peter Black.

“I meant every word Corie,” Luis said with the emphasis on Corie. “I have no interest in a meaningless relationship based on sex or money. I never have. And I think that's part of the reason that what we have is so special.”

“It was purely a guess, but the way you two look at each other, it was a safe bet. I don't see many couples who look like you guys do.” The waitress gave Sheridan a smile and then eyed Luis appreciatively. “Besides, if you weren't married, you may have a hard time fighting off all the other women. By the way, I`m Connie and I`ll be your waitress this evening.”

Sheridan smiled weakly. “It's funny you say that Connie,” Luis said as he reached for Sheridan's hands. “I was just telling my wife I've never looked at another woman since the day I met her. And I never was into what that guy is into.” Luis nodded his head in the direction of the older man and his women.

The waitress laughed. “Oh Peter? He's almost an institution on this beach. He's been coming here for years. Nearly every night he brings some young beauties onto the beach with him and later he takes them back to his hotel room. I swear the girls keep getting younger and younger.”

“Don't be sorry,” Sheridan smiled. “I always find it fascinating to learn about other people. I was a Sociology major in college and I'm always trying to figure out what makes people tick. “ And I would love a glass of white wine.”

“I know Sheridan. This is promising. We need to get a little more info from that waitress though. We need to know if what Sam said is true. Is money the main thing with him or do loyalty and fear play a part in his decisions?”

“Hey, don't be sorry,” Luis said with a warm smile. “That's the life you're used too. I've just never heard anyone refer to amounts of money totaling in the thousands as petty cash, that's all. By the way, do you have any idea what kind of money he`s going to want?”

“I'm not sure,” Sheridan answered thoughtfully. “We know Alistair told George he'd pay him a million dollars for that flight. But he also never intended to pay him the money. Alistair may pay people off, but he'll do it with the least amount possible. I'm guessing it might cost us somewhere in the neighborhood of $50,000.

“Well if you're up for it, Monday night is Latin night. In about an hour things will really start picking up around here. All the people who live around here come out every Monday night to either try and dethrone the current champs, or they come to see if any new challengers can beat Tony and Judith C.”

“Are you guys good together?” she asked excitedly. Connie loved talking patrons into challenging Tony and Judith. If the truth be told, she was actually given a bonus for every couple she scared up. After the first few months of Tony and Judith winning every week, most people were afraid to challenge them. What she didn't realize, was that this couple was really good together.

“Then why not try it? What do you have to lose? Hey, even Peter over there joins in on Latin night. It's the only night of the week he actually comes to the bar himself. Usually he stays down at the beach, but he loves watching these dances.”

“Hey, I hope you didn't get the wrong idea about Peter earlier,” Connie said. “It's just that Peter will do anything for money. I mean ANYTHING! Rumor has it, he's kind of like a free lance mobster. He answers to no one. Hell, I bet he'd sell his own mother if the price was right and not blink an eye. No matter, though. He`s never hurt a flea unless he was paid to.”

Three of the dance contests were complete. The Mamba, Merengue and Salsa were a complete success with Tony and Judith C winning all three dances. The Merengue and Mamba were easy wins, but two couples gave them some serious competition for the Salsa. Though they'd won more than they'd lost in these other dances, their winning streak paled in comparison to the tango. That was definitely their dance.

Luis and Sheridan watched all the dances with great interest, especially Tony and Judith. Both were quite impressed with their skills and the great chemistry they seemed to have. There was also no doubt they were a club favorite.

Peter sat in his usual spot, surrounded by his lovely girls. He too seemed impressed by Tony and Judith, but Luis seemed to detect more interest in the other dancers from Peter. `Is it possible he's waiting for someone to dethrone them the way he was dethroned?' Luis wondered to himself. Peter also had a lucrative business on the side. It seemed he ran a book on the outcome of the dances. Luis smirked and shook his head. Any other time he would have been all over that guy, but he couldn't this time. He had to turn his head, otherwise all hope of ever finding Sheridan's mother would be lost.

Luis caught Peter turn his head and look in their direction. He quickly averted his gaze and grabbed Sheridan for a surprise, yet passionate kiss. The reason for the kiss initially had been to keep Peter from noticing he was being watched, but the minute his lips touched Sheridan's he forgot all about his motives and lost himself in her sweet taste. Moments later, for no other reason than neither of them could breathe, they slowly broke the kiss.

“You can kiss me anytime you want,” Sheridan whispered in his ear. Just be prepared to pay for it later.” There was a glint in her eye that was unmistakable. Luis grabbed his collar and fanned his neck off as he felt his body temperature rise as Sheridan's suggestion.

“They certainly do look like they're in love,” he remarked. Peter was paying particular attention to the beautiful blonde with Luis. He found himself jealous of Luis and he didn't even know him. What he did know was Luis had what he's always wanted. The undying love of a beautiful woman. “You know Connie, I do believe they will win the tango contest tonight,” Peter said thoughtfully.

“Connie” Peter said patiently, “The tango is not about how many times you've danced it. The tango is a dance of passion. It's knowing what your partner is going to do before he or she does it. It is true, it can be rehearsed, but when a couple has a deep connection to one another and also has the ability to dance, it makes for a deadly combination. I believe Mr. and Mrs. Aidan Gallagher won't let me down.”

“Ladies and Gentlemen,” Danny announced, “In just a moment we will resume our Monday night Latin dance contest. There are seven couples that will be competing in our last and favorite contest, The Tango!” Danny paused for a moment, as there was an uproar from the crowd. He waited until silence one again filled the air.

“Most of you know how this works, but I will explain the format for the benefit our visitors here tonight,” Danny informed the crowd. “I have each couples name here. When I call their name, they will come up and dance to a pre-selected song. The last couple to dance will be the defending champions, Tony and Judith C.” There was another cheer from the crowd at the mention of Tony and Judith, but it died down quickly and the manager continued. “After the last couple has danced, the judges will pick who they think are the two best couples and they will each dance one more tango. For these two couples, they may pick the music of their choice. And without further ado, let the dancing begin!”

John and Nancy took their place on the dance floor as the music began to play. Sheridan and Luis watched the couple as they executed the dance perfectly. The steps were flawless, but the passion was missing. When they were finished, their cheering section once again raised the roof, while the rest of the bar clapped politely. They had danced well, but were missing the element that separated them from greatness.

“Our next couple is Max and Stephanie Walters from Richmond, Virginia. Max and Stephanie are here on vacation visiting family. Let's give a warm welcome to these lovely folks for having the courage to join our contest.” The crowd gave a warm welcome to Max and Stephanie as they began to dance their tango.

Peter watched the couple carefully. They were one of the two unknown couples in tonight's contest. He was impressed with their style and they certainly had more passion than the preceding couple, but in no way could they compare to Tony and Judith. When they were finished, the crowd once again gave them a round of applause, with Luis and Sheridan applauding the loudest.

Danny smiled when he read the next names. “From Miami Beach, our own Dirk and Bambi!” He announced, trying hard not to laugh. Luis and Sheridan were quite surprised at what they saw next. The crowd cheered politely, mixed with laughter as a man looking suspiciously like Pee Wee Herman and a very well endowed braless bleached blonde in a tight fitting skimpy shirt took to the dance floor. Dirk donned a pair of horned rimmed glasses and Bambi wore the biggest smile anyone had ever seen. Both of them bowed before the crowd before they began to dance.

Sheridan held her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud. Luis kept turning his head away from the dance floor for the same reason. It would seem they weren't the only ones that felt that way. Most of the crowd was either fighting laughter or giving into it. The scene only got funnier when they began to dance.

Sheridan was nearly in tears from laughing half way through the dance. Dirk was a good six inches shorter than Bambi and every time he held her close his face was shoved right into her enormous breasts. His glasses would fall half way down his nose and he would be staring intensely at her chest, while Bambi would be giggling uncontrollably. Sheridan saw Connie approaching and tried hard to control her laughter. Connie saw the look on Sheridan's face and smiled. “Don't worry about it honey,” Connie said soothingly. “This goes on every week. It's quite sad, actually, because neither of them have a clue. They seem to eat up all the attention they receive and really have no idea what kind of a spectacle they are making of themselves. They're almost as big of celebrities around here as Tony and Judith.”

“You watched that too? I didn't think Cranes watched television!” Luis said in surprise. “I loved that show! I can see Tim Conway and Carol doing this dance right now!” Luis suddenly doubled in laughter. Sheridan wasn't far behind him as she envisioned the scene. After another moment of belly laughing, the music came to a stop and the crowd let out an incredible applause. Though Dirk and Bambi were not the best dancers to say the least, the comic relief was definitely worth the price of admission.

There was a brief pause while the crowd died down and Danny gathered himself. It always took a moment to gather his thoughts after watching Dirk and Bambi perform. “The next couple are also visitors to the area. They are on their honeymoon!” Danny announced with a raised brow. There were wolf whistles throughout the crowd and Sheridan and Luis began to blush. “Please give a very warm welcome to our hon-ey-moon couple Aidan and Corie Gallagher!”

Sheridan and Luis stood up and grabbed each others' hand as they made their way through the crowd. They looked at each other and smiled as they heard the crowd cheering and whistling. Peter stopped everything he was doing and for the first time tonight joined in with the crowd and clapped for this unknown couple. One of his girls began kissing his neck as he admired Sheridan's well-defined form. “Not now Kim!” He insisted as he waved his hand at her signally her to stop. Kim pouted and returned to her seat. She knew better than to disturb Peter when he was interested in a couple dancing.

Luis and Sheridan took their places on the dance floor, several feet apart. Sheridan smiled nervously for a moment and then her eyes locked with Luis' as the music began to play. Luis beckoned her to come to him with a single gesture of his hand and a piercing gaze with his eyes. Sheridan followed his lead and soon they were involved in the hottest tango they'd ever shared. The music was new to both of them, but it didn't matter. They were perfectly in synch with each other, Sheridan knowing exactly what Luis was going to ask, before he even asked it. The looks and glances they shared would have melted an iceberg and their movements were fluid, as if they were one body.

Peter was awe struck from the minute they began to dance until the last note played. The dance finally ended with the couple hardly aware anyone else was in the room. They just stood there and stared longingly into each other's eyes, until the thunderous applause of the crowd brought them back to reality. As they graciously smiled at the crowd, they made their way back to their table to a standing ovation. Both of them had reddened cheeks, though they weren't sure if it was from dancing or the slight embarrassment from receiving a standing ovation.

Connie was the first to greet them at their table. “Oh my God!” She squealed with delight. “You two were utterly amazing! I have never seen two people dance like that in all my life! You were fantastic! I never thought I'd see the day! I think you're going to win this!”

“Thanks Connie,” Luis grinned as he wrapped his arms around Sheridan. Sheridan smiled brightly at Luis. She was ecstatic at how she felt after dancing such a passionate dance with the man she loved. Luis seemed to feel the same way, as he leaned over and kissed her sweetly on the lips. He pulled back and just stared happily into her blue eyes, which now seemed to be dancing. He loved seeing Sheridan excited and that is exactly what she was at this moment.

“Our next couple is Tim Matthews and Terri Perez from Homestead, Florida” the manager announced. Much like the first couple, they seemed to bring their own cheering section. Luis and Sheridan attempted to come down from their high as they watched the next couple dance. Sheridan and Luis noted that they were pretty good, but there was something missing from their dance. They couldn't quite put their fingers on it, but something was definitely missing. They received a warm applause as well as the next couple, Ted and Wanda Mendes who were also locals. They also were good, but seemed to lack the passion that the first couple lacked. Finally the moment came for the current champions to defend their title.

Tony and Judith began dancing when the first note played. They were wonderful together. By far the best couple Sheridan and Luis had seen dance all night. They were completely in synch with each other and had the passion of the dance down to perfection. They looked as if they'd danced the same dance a thousand times before, exactly the same way. When the dance was finished, the crowd cheered for them like they always did. Tony and Judith were celebrities at The Captain's Cove, deservedly so.

The crowd finally calmed to a dull roar. Everyone was talking now about whom they thought the judges should choose for the final two couples. Connie returned with Luis and Sheridan's complimentary drinks. “I know you two will be one of the chosen couples! I just know it! She said in an excited tone. Connie couldn't stay long, but she gave them the thumbs up sign, which caused them to laugh.

It didn't take the judges long to make their final decision. Danny was shocked at how quickly they actually had come to a decision. “Ladies and Gentlemen” he announced. “Our illustrious judges have made their decision!”

The chatter stopped and the room was silent. “The first couple to compete in the final competition is none other than our own Tony and Judith!” Danny said with enthusiasm. The crowd cheered the hometown couple and then again fell silent as they waited for the other couple to be announced.

The second couple to compete tonight are newcomers to The Captain's Cove! Aidan and Corie Gallagher, our honeymooners!” Danny shouted their names, showing his excitement. The crowd went wild. Peter sat in his seat and clapped loudly with the rest of them, a very superior look on his face. So far his intuition had been right and if it continued, he would make a killing on the out of town couple.

It took several minutes for the cheering patrons to become subdued. Danny, who was very excited about the events of the night, as it was the first time Tony and Judith had had any real competition, was also getting tired and ready for the contest to end. “Tony and Judith will dance first,” he announced. “Tony, will you please come select your music?” Tony smiled and walked over to the DJ and requested his music. He and Judith took their place on the dance floor.

Peter watched with interest as the present champs danced their famous tango. Tony picked the same music each week, as he and Judith danced beautifully to “their music.” Again, they danced flawlessly, creating a perfect picture of a couple in love expressing their feelings through the passion of the dance. They were dancing for the audience. What the newcomers didn't know, was that Tony and Judith had danced the exact same dance for the last six months without varying it a bit. Though the dance was beautiful, the moves were exactly the same as they always were. Once finished, the crowd cheered them on and the defending champs took their “victory” bows. The judges tallied up their scores as the anxious viewers waited for the visiting couple to take their turn.

“I'm ready” Sheridan mouthed back with a very playful grin. The two shared an intimate smile as they heard the familiar music fill the air. Sheridan felt her grin broaden as she realized the music Luis had chosen was the same music they danced the tango to at his mother's birthday party last summer. “Un Amor” by the Gypsy Kings, brought memories flooding back of that wonderful dance they'd challenged each other to on that night so long ago. Both of them had felt the overwhelming attraction to each other during that dance, but both were too stubborn to admit it. This time things were different and Sheridan planned on showing Luis just how different they were.

The look in her eyes and the smile on her face at this moment was that of pure seductress. Luis knew immediately what she was doing and he approved whole-heartedly. From the moment the dance started they both forgot where they were and that anyone was watching. The tango was for them and only them. Each movement, each gesture was made to please and seduce their partner. The audience watched the “newlyweds” with astonishment. Never had they seen a dance with such passion and burning desire as they were witnessing at this moment. There was no question that these two were made for each other. It was almost unfathomable that two people could be so in tuned with their partner to dance with such grace and beauty. The erotic looks and caresses between these lovers were not only having an effect on them, but on the audience as well.

When the dance finally ended, the patrons in the bar went absolutely crazy. The applause was deafening. Everyone was out of their seats screaming and whistling for this magnificent couple. Luis and Sheridan were totally breathless, but couldn't keep the Cheshire grins off their faces. They also couldn't keep their eyes off each other. They were now aware of where they were, but were finding it extremely difficult to end their moment. It definitely had been an intimate dance for them and they weren't quite ready to let it go.

Luis took Sheridan's hand in his own and gave her a seductive smile. She returned his glance and the two of them started to walk back to their table. Neither of them ever dreamed they could dance like that. It was definitely a moment they would remember.

Luis and Sheridan hadn't reached their table yet when Danny raised his voice above the still rowdy crowd. “Our judges have reached their decision!” He shouted enthusiastically. For the first time in One-hundred and twelve weeks, we have new Tango champions! Aidan and Corie Gallagher!” One might think the large group of patrons couldn't get any louder, but they did. They hadn't completely died down from the end of the dance, but they were totally out of control at this point. Connie stopped Sheridan and Luis on the way to their table and escorted them back over to the dance floor to accept their prize. They were both still catching their breath and their faces flushed. They had no idea their dance would have this kind of effect on everyone else. They were sure Tony and Judith would win again. They'd been very impressed with what they'd seen.

Danny shook hands with Sheridan and Luis and congratulated them vigorously. He handed them a fifty-dollar gift certificate to “The Captain's Cove” and explained their name would be added to the trophy kept at the bar. They accepted graciously and thanked Danny and everyone for their warm welcome and reception. Neither one of them was used to such a display of appreciation. They were very thankful when Danny announced last call. It was now in the wee hours of the morning and the bar was closing. Many people stopped by to congratulate Sheridan and Luis as they either made their way home or to the bar for their last drink. They took it all in stride, until they looked up and saw Peter Black standing there with his hand extended offering his congratulations.

“I want to tell you, that was probably the single most passionate dance I have ever witnessed. I have waited for more than two years to see someone beat Tony and Judith and not only did you beat them, you two put them to shame.”

“By the way, I'm Peter Black,” Peter introduced himself. “I'd love to take you both to dinner tomorrow night. I'm always fascinated by soul mates and you two are the closest I've met. I've heard people call themselves that, but they have no idea what the term really means.”

Sheridan woke early the next morning with a huge smile on her face. Her eyes fluttered open and her smile grew when she realized the position she was in and then the memory from the night before came flooding back. Sheridan still lay on top of Luis, her body rising and falling with his rhythmic breathing. She was surprised she had actually fallen asleep like that, never mind that she'd stayed in that position all night. Shifting her weight slightly, she began lightly kissing Luis' bare chest. Luis awoke to the most gorgeous smile he'd ever encountered as her sensual kisses roused him from his peaceful slumber.

Luis laughed. His body was already responding to Sheridan's touches and kisses and he wasn't sure he was completely awake. Luis wrapped his arms tightly around her and in one swift movement, flipped them over. Sheridan giggled as Luis began to caress her body with kisses. “You had your fun last night Sheridan,” Luis said in a low voice. “Now it's my turn.”

The smoldering desire in his eyes was unmistakable. Sheridan knew that look and returned it with one of equal passion and wanting of her own. “You're right Luis,” she whispered. “It is only fair.” She smiled at him with a special smile she reserved only for him. It was a smile that was filled with love and hope for the future. Luis returned her smile and leaned in and kissed her waiting lips. Luis and Sheridan welcomed a new day together in a way no one else could.

“I know we agreed on that,” Sheridan said thoughtfully as she fingered the glass of water on the table. “I just have a feeling we need to be prepared to come clean. I think we'll have a better chance getting the information we want.”

Sheridan contemplated what Luis just asked. She thought while she watched Luis get himself a glass of water from the kitchen and return to his seat. “Luis, I just think that Peter is the type of person who appreciates honesty. I think we should tell him everything. If he were to find out we're lying to him, he surely would go directly back to Alistair and we'd end up with nothing.”

Sheridan knew Luis had a point. “O.K. How does this sound. We tell him about finding George's Diary and we found information related to my mother. We tell him we know she was in Miami and after you were fully recuperated we decided to stay for awhile and see if we could find out any information about her.”

“We can leave out the part about Sam talking to George's father and finding out anything about Peter. After all, Sam had no idea where we could find him; he only had a brief description. We found him only by chance since we'd seen a man with his general description on the beach. I doubt anyone knew George told his father about Peter Black.”

`Wishful thinking' she said to herself as she tried to come up with an answer. “I don't know Luis,” she finally answered. “When I came up those names, the couple was married. You wouldn't have wanted to act as brother and sister would you?”

Luis and Sheridan looked at each other in bewilderment and then turned their gaze to the maitre'd. It suddenly dawned on them who he was. The maitre'd extended his hand to Luis. “Ted Mendes” he said. “My wife and I were your competition last night.”

“Mr. Black is waiting for you, if you'll follow me please?” Ted said. Luis and Sheridan followed Ted to a small private dining room. Peter was sitting at the head of an elegantly set table, right down to the sterling silver flatware and gold trimmed bone china. A waiter began to fill the Waterford Crystal wineglasses when he saw Ted escort Sheridan and Luis into the room.

“Welcome,” Peter smiled standing up to greet his guests. He had a very different look than the man they'd seen on the beach every night for the past few weeks. Peter was dressed in a very expensive tailored suit. He looked more like a bank president than the playboy he was known to be. There also were no playboy bunnies in sight.

Sheridan smiled. “Yes sir it is,” she admitted shyly. She knew instantly she had made the right decision. Something told her Peter already knew who they were. She glanced at Luis for a split second and his eyes told her he was glad she'd suggested they confess.

Luis pulled out a chair and motioned for Sheridan to take her seat. He then gently slid her chair into place and took his own seat next to her. “Celebrities?” Luis asked in surprise. “I wouldn't classify myself as a celebrity.”

“Oh but you are Luis,” Peter insisted. “Your name and that of Miss Crane's was all over the Miami Herald for weeks following your grand adventure on that island. “You are the hero who has saved Miss Crane's life numerous times from that French Drug Cartel and Miss Crane saved your life when she flew you off the island. It is not often we hear of such stories here. It made for a very interesting series of articles.”

Sheridan, it is no wonder you didn't read the paper,” he remarked knowingly. “I am sure you were using all of your strength and energy seeing to the recovery of Luis. From what I understand it was touch and go for awhile.”

“Just a feeling, really. It's hard to describe. I knew when he was in real trouble and I knew when the trouble had passed. You may laugh when I tell you this, but I could swear I felt the electricity flow through me when they had to shock Luis' heart during surgery.”

Both blushed slightly at the question. How glad they were they'd discussed this all ahead of time. “Well,” Sheridan began, “we didn't really want people hounding us when we went out. We've had several encounters already with people recognizing our names and we just wanted a quiet night, or so we thought.” It was true that neither Sheridan or Luis had any idea about the dance contest at the club they went to. “We'd passed that bar several times before walking the beach and decided last night to stop in. Luis was just released by his doctor yesterday to return to normal activities and we decided to have some fun.”

“I believe you Luis. I am an observant man. I can tell when a couple is in love and there is no question you two fit the bill. I also believe you about the Tango. I told someone only last night that what makes a great Tango dancer is more than practice. What you two have cannot be rehearsed. It is not something that can be learned. Only with the right partner can two people dance as well. “

Peter then raised his glass and offered a toast to Sheridan and Luis. He toasted their winning the dance contest as well as their special relationship with each other. The waiters began serving the different courses and Peter continued asking them questions about their experience with the drug cartel and the island. Peter was fascinated by their talk about George's remedies and the snake bite Sheridan received, as well as Luis' home made “traps” for Roger. He did seem quite interested when they mentioned that the plane had been sabotaged and how they fixed it. Luis and Sheridan told him just about everything that happened except they mentioned nothing about Sheridan's mother or the letters they found. For some reason, they were completely at ease with him, telling him things they never believed they would tell a man they hardly knew.

Peter shared with them a small part of his life with them. He told them about his experience winning Tango contests in his youth. At one time he did have a very special woman in his life, but she had died in a traffic accident more than twenty years ago. He knew he'd never find another woman like the one he lost, so he occupied his time with meaningless relationships. He and his wife at one time had been great Tango dancers and Peter loved the dance so much he continued for awhile after she died, but it was never the same. When he'd lost to Tony and Judith two years ago, he decided his dancing days were over and was satisfied, just to watch others dance. Peter told them he'd not seen anyone dance so well as they did last night since he danced with his departed wife.

“Believe me when I say we know. We were in shock for awhile after we read George's diary. What are the chances we would be stranded on the same island as George? Not to mention that George was dead and left this diary behind as well as a plane that hadn't flown in 20 years with only a minor problem? It still seems surreal,” Sheridan said as she again went over the details in her head.”

“Hey, any help would be great. We know nothing except Catherine did not die over 20 yrs ago and the last person we know saw her alive was George in Miami,” Luis stated. “I have the letters right here.” Luis pulled the letters out of his suit coat pocket and handed them to Peter to examine.

Peter shook his head in disgust. “I can't believe any man would blame a child for their mother's death! This is even worse since it appears she didn't die. I've heard stories about Alistair Crane but I... Never mind that now.” Peter returned to reading Catherine's letter.

“I asked Pilar about it,” Sheridan began bitterly, “She confirmed what my mother eluded to in the letter she wrote to me. My mother was planning on leaving Alistair and taking me with her. She said my mother was almost despondent after Julian came home from college and my father brainwashed him into the Crane ways. What she overheard on the phone one day sent her over the edge. You'll understand when you read it.”

“She did what she could when I lived in Harmony. My father sent me to boarding school in Paris when I was a young girl, so I guess my mother got her wish on that. I never had much contact with my father. Though his presence was always known,” she said woefully.

Thank you for all the comfort and joy you have brought to me Pilar. I will miss you and your family. Watching Sheridan and Luis play together has always been one of my favorite past times. I've never seen two children have such an intense friendship. It's almost as if.... Never mind! That's too silly a thought even for me.

“No Peter,” Sheridan shook her head adamantly. “As painful as it is to hear these words, they are my mother's words. The mother I thought died when I was a young girl. The mother whose death I always felt responsible for. It is difficult, but also comforting to know she is still alive... or at least was alive after we all thought she'd died.”

Peter gave a small understanding smile. His heart was breaking for this beautiful young lady. How could a man treat his wife in such a manner? How could a father steal the mother of his child from her? These were questions he was not sure he would ever understand the answers too no matter how many times someone explained it. He pulled the second letter forward and began to read it, silently at first.

I so wish things could have been different ,Sheridan. I wish I could have found a way back to you, but as you probably are aware by now, Alistair Crane is not a man to cross. He threatened you if I ever chose to come back to Harmony and I couldn't allow him to hurt you. The reason this all happened was because I was trying to protect you from him and the ways of the Cranes...

Peter smiled at her, then returned to reading Catherine's letter. Peter had never been so fascinated and heartbroken at the same time. Here he's only met Sheridan the night before for a few minutes and now, less than 24 hours later, he somehow felt a huge part of her life, of both their lives.

...Sheridan, I lived with your father Alistair Crane for 25 years. In that time I was the most dutiful wife a man could ask for. I did everything he ever asked of me and all I asked in return was his love. Not only was this something he would not give me, I don't think it was possible for him to love anyone. You and I were adornments, my love. Nothing more...

It was when I heard his plans for you Sheridan, that I knew I had to do something... ...Sheridan ,I heard Alistair on the phone literally selling you to the highest bidder. He was offering your hand in marriage as a prize. It was then I knew I had no choice, but to get out of there and take you with me. I refused to allow him to destroy your life the way mine had been destroyed. Alistair's father picked me as a wife for him much the same way, and I know that Julian has already been searching for the best match for Ethan. I wouldn't be surprised if it turns out Ethan marries Gwen Hotchkiss.

Peter paused for a moment and watched Sheridan. She was now nestled against Luis' chest as he comforted her. He could fully understand now why hearing this letter was bittersweet for her. It was filled with emotion. A mother's love for her child and the harsh reality of living life as a member of one of the most powerful families in the world.

“Would you like to know what I found out after I read this letter?” Sheridan laughed sardonically. “It seems that at one time my mother was engaged to marry another man. A man she truly loved. My father stole her away from him. I imagine Alistair's father was as much of a no good bastard as he is.”

Sheridan laughed scornfully. “Yes, I know her,” she said. “Don't get me wrong, Gwen is a lovely person, but she is also my nephew Ethan's fiancée. Luckily for him he is in love with her, but it wouldn't matter if he wasn't. The Crane/Hotchkiss “Merger” has been planned for quite some time.”

...So my darling, I needed to get you away from them, but Alistair discovered my plans. He accused me of trying to steal his “property“. He accused me of betraying him and banished me from my life. I'm pleased actually to be getting away from that family. I just never intended on leaving without you and it's breaking my heart.

I pray you are strong enough to stand up for yourself Sheridan. I pray you will not allow Alistair or Julian to fill you head with nonsense about the mighty Cranes and how important it is to always do what is best for the family. Marry someone that you love with all your heart my dear. Marry the man you've dreamt of marrying all your life. Remember the dreams you had as a little girl? The man without a face that comes to your rescue? I know he's out there Sheridan. That man exists and I know you will find him one day. Stay strong Sheridan and you can break free of the Crane ways.

Peter finished reading the letter and placed the paper on the table in front of him. He was still reeling from the events of the evening. What he thought was going to be just a pleasant evening with a young couple who shared his love of the Tango had turned into so much more. It had been years since he's allowed himself to get so emotionally involved in anything. Since his wife had died all those years ago, Peter had managed to keep his real feelings and emotions in check. He became a playboy. He'd built up a wall around his heart. He allowed himself to have fun and made everyone believe this is who he really was. Just a fun loving guy who never took anything too seriously.

Peter looked over at Sheridan and Luis. He watched them as Luis comforted an emotional Sheridan. In them, he saw himself many years ago with the woman he adored so much. The memories came flooding back to him as if they'd happened only hours before. The sweet memories of his youth. Memories of a time when he was more than just a mere playboy. A time when he shared his very essence with another human being.

Peter shook the memories from his mind and decided to concentrate on the present. He decided he no longer wanted to live the empty life he had been for the last few years. He wanted to make a difference again and this may be the very way to start. By helping someone else. Helping a young girl to find what had been so unjustly taken from her.

you to the highest bidder so to speak. Now I don't mean to sound unkind and I see how much you love Luis, but from what I can see, it never happened. I would have thought if Alistair were going to marry you off, it would have happened already and I don't see where he would allow you to involve yourself with Luis. Please forgive me for saying that. I don't agree with it, but from everything I've read and heard tonight, I wouldn't imagine Luis would be his top choice for you.”

Sheridan fought off a small a smile that was threatening her lips. “You're right Peter. Luis isn't my father's choice in men for me. As a matter of fact, my father has done everything in his power to keep us apart. He and Julian have sunk pretty low in their efforts to separate us and almost succeeded on more than several occasions.”

“I don't know what he knows at this point” Sheridan admitted. “Luis and I weren't a couple when we left Harmony two months ago. Luis was my bodyguard, assigned to me by the FBI. We weren't even speaking when it happened and Julian and Father did everything in their power to prevent it from happening, to no avail. When the last attempt was made on my life in Harmony, the FBI decided to move us to a safer location. That's when Roger captured us and ultimately we ended up on the island. I really haven't spent much time thinking about my father's reaction since that time. Come to think of it, Father or Julian haven't even tried to contact me in all this time.” Sheridan's brow furrowed in worry. “What happened on the island has been in all the papers, here and in Harmony at least. Sam told Luis he's a real hero in Harmony.”

“Maybe” Sheridan answered unsure. “He certainly doesn't like publicity. And to my knowledge, the only people from Harmony that even know we're together are Pilar and Sam. We were very careful to keep our relationship out of the papers.”

Peter nodded. It was plausible that Alistair didn't know the extent of Sheridan and Luis' relationship. It was clear Alistair had no idea what true love was, therefore, he may not be able to read all the signs, never mind understand the connection they shared. “Now what about the so called planned marriage? Do you have any thoughts on that?”

Peter shook his head in disgust. The more he heard about Alistair Crane the more he detested him and he'd never met the man. “One last question. Is there anything in your mother's letters that's familiar to you? Anything you can remember?”

“Somehow I'm not surprised,” Peter said lightly. Peter rang a small bell signaling a waiter ,who appeared pronto. He ordered another round of coffee for everyone and waited until the waiter disappeared into the kitchen before continuing.

“As I said a few minutes ago, I think I can help you,” Peter stated emphatically. “I know a man, who has ties to, shall we say a more sinister life style. We aren't exactly friends, but I have saved him from serious trouble in the past and he owes me a few favors.”

“I met this man many years ago, quite by accident. We found we had something in common that caused me quite a bit of trouble at one time, but I managed to get out of it. In doing so, I also saved him quite a bit of trouble. Unfortunately, he deserved it, but no matter. Anyway, I know he has had ties to Alistair Crane in the past and he may know something about the disappearance of his wife.”

“I wouldn't dream of letting you talk to him my dear,” Peter explained. “This man is ruthless. If he found out you were Alistair's daughter and were looking to uncover something he covered up, he wouldn't think twice about informing your father. But if I approach him and explain what I am looking for, he will most likely tell me, no questions asked.”

“I will contact him first thing in the morning,” Peter explained. “The man has lived in Miami longer than I have in fact and knows everything that happens here. He may not know where your mother is right now, but he certainly will know what happened to her 23 years ago.”

Peter eyed them with amusement. Their reaction was just about what he expected and they did not disappoint him. “I did indeed say Peter Black. You see, there are two of us that live right here on the beach. Unfortunately, we are sometimes confused with each other.”

Peter knew they were waiting for an answer and he planned on giving them one. The waiter returned with their coffee and Peter contemplated what he was going to say while the coffee was being served. When the waiter was gone, Peter took a deep breath and began his story.

“Let me start by asking a question” Peter said with a twinkle in his eyes. “Did anyone tell you of my reputation last night at the club? Did you hear anything about my “business” dealings? Luis looked at Sheridan and then back at Peter. Neither one knew exactly what to say or how to say it.

Peter laughed slightly. “You don't have to answer that. The expression on your face just told me everything I needed to know. Just to set the record straight, I have no ties to the mob, the drug business, the underworld or any other illegal activities. Truthfully I haven't worked in years. Not since my wife died actually. My father was independently wealthy and I was the only living child, so when he passed on I inherited everything. I worked for his company for a number of years and took over as the CEO when he died. I did that until my wife died at which time I was so grief stricken I couldn't work. There was a Japanese company that was trying to take over so I sold the company before that could happen. I then moved here, to Miami Beach and have been living here ever since.”

“Ah yes, the other Peter Black,” Peter sneered. “The other Peter Black is basically a freelance mobster. He'll do anything a person asks him... for a price. He doesn't work for anyone in particular, but does a lot of work for very high powered people.”

“I don't condone it Luis,” Peter explained. “Shortly after I moved here I was arrested for drug trafficking. I was shocked, angered and appalled at the idea someone would think I`d been selling drugs. The local cops had a tip that a man named Peter Black had been dealing down at the beach. Someone pointed me out as Peter Black. It took much convincing that I was not the man they were looking for, but I finally managed to prove my innocence.”

“Normally I would have, but when Peter came and introduced himself to me, he thanked me for keeping him out of trouble. He thanked me in a way, no one else in this world ever could or would for that matter. He probably gave me the only thing in this world that mattered more to me than the truth.”

Luis was totally confused right now. So was Sheridan. They looked at each other and then turned their gaze back to Peter who seemed to be far away. “Your brother's life?” Luis asked, Peter suddenly coming around at the sound of Luis' voice.

“Peter Black knew I was an honest man. He also knew having me so close and as an ally could save him loads of trouble. He decided he'd find something to get to me with. He did just that. He brought me my brother. For that favor, he knew I could never turn him in to the authorities.”

“I met Peter Black in May of 1980. My brother Tommy had been missing since December of 1969. He was MIA in Vietnam. It turned out he'd been in a POW Camp there all that time. Peter somehow found out about my brother missing and managed to do what the Federal Government couldn't do. He found my brother and had him brought home.” Tears were beginning to cloud Peter's eyes as he remembered the emotional reunion he'd had with Tommy.

Peter nodded his head in silence. “Can you believe that? He'd actually brought him back several months before he approached me. Tommy spent several months in a private clinic. He was a wreck both physically and emotionally from his 10 year imprisonment. To this day, he's not the man he used to be, but he at least has a life now. He's free to come and go as he pleases. He's alive and isn't subjected to daily beatings and torture. There is no way I could ever turn in the man who saved my brother from that kind of hell.”

Luis thought about what Peter was saying and knew he was right. How could he turn in the man responsible for saving his brother's life? Luis thought what he would do in a similar situation and as much as he believed in the truth, he didn't know if he could turn in someone responsible for finding his father. Luis also realized that this other Peter Black must be a very powerful man. Very powerful indeed if he had the resources to go into Vietnam and bring back Peter's brother. The Federal Government denied the existence of any of these men. If Peter Black could do this, there probably wasn't much he couldn't do.

“I wish my father had lived long enough to see my brother come home,” Peter said thoughtfully. “It about killed him when he got the letter saying Tommy was Missing in Action. I don't think he ever really got over it to tell you the truth. Though, the look on my mother's face when she saw Tommy come home was something that will be imprinted in my memory forever.” Peter again fought back tears as the memory overwhelmed him.

Sheridan gave a quick nervous smile and then looked at Luis briefly. Peter looked at his watch and then back at his guests. “Why don't you tell me where you are staying and I'll contact you in the morning. I think I know where to find Peter tonight, but this is something I have to do alone.”

“You can count on it,” Luis grinned. “I really had a good time tonight, Peter. It wasn't what I expected, but then again, I didn't really know what to expect. Anyway, thank you for everything.” Luis extended his hand to his hoist as they all stood up.

A frown appeared on Sheridan's face and she stopped dead in her tracks. “Luis, what if she's dead? It has been a long time and anything could have happened. She could have been in an accident, developed some dreaded disease...”

“Hey, hey! Sheridan, don't think that way,” Luis soothed. “It is possible that your mother is dead, but I have a feeling she is alive and well somewhere, just waiting for the day she will be reunited with you. I mean, look at everything that has happened to bring us to this point? I have to believe everything has happened for a reason. There have been too many coincidences for it not to be for a reason.”

“I have a few ideas,” Luis said as he wrapped his arms around her. “It's still fairly early so I thought we might grab a cab to South beach and check out some of the clubs there. Ever since we danced last night I can't wait to hold you in my arms again.” Luis's eyes were dark and his face held a look that caused Sheridan to tingle.

“Well” Sheridan began, “As much as I'd love to dance with you or join you in a hot tub, I think I'd rather spend some time alone with you. I would love nothing more than to just sit on the beach wrapped in your arms watching the night sky. Then maybe we can take a dip in the ocean later,” she suggested with a mischievous grin.

He suddenly sat bolt upright in bed. Sheridan opened her eyes and she too became fully awake when she saw the look on Luis' face. “Peter! No, I was awake,” he lied. “Yes, 9:30 would be great.” Luis looked at the alarm clock and saw it was 8:45 already. “We'll see you then.” Luis hung up the phone and jumped out of bed dragging Sheridan with him.

The minute Sheridan jumped out, Luis stopped her from turning the water off. “My turn!“ he said anxiously. Before she knew what was happening, Luis was in the shower. Sheridan searched through her closet and grabbed a floral sundress and pair of white sandals. Throwing them on the bed, she went back into the bathroom to apply her make up. She passed Luis leaving the bathroom clad in a towel. “No Tammy Faye today Sheridan,” he yelled over his shoulder.

Luis, having realized what he said, quickly turned to apologize to her. “Sheridan, I didn't mean that really. “It's just that Peter impressed upon me the importance of getting to his hotel on time. He's chartered a plane and it's leaving the airport at promptly 9:30. It takes fifteen minutes to get to the airport from his hotel which means we have to be there by 9:15. It's now 9:00 and it'll take us nearly ten minutes to walk to his hotel which leaves us five minutes to finish dressing.” Luis kissed her forehead and ran back to get dressed.

Sheridan realized the time crunch they were in and knew Luis really didn't mean anything by his comment. “You're forgiven Luis, but just for the record, I have never worn that much make up in my life!” Sheridan grabbed her cosmetic bag and stuffed it in her purse, deciding to forego any makeup until they got on the plane. She decided she could take care of that later. Instead she dressed, almost as quickly as Luis. The two of them left their hotel room in four minutes and managed to make it to Peter's hotel with two minutes to spare.

Luis smiled nervously and then looked at Sheridan. Peter wanted to hide his pleased demeanor from them, so he turned his head and looked out the window. It wasn't long before the limo pulled up at the airport and Sheridan and Luis were whisked away towards their plane.

Within minutes of the trio seating themselves in the private jet, the pilot was taxing down the runway. Once the plane was in the air, the flight attendant served them breakfast. Luis and Sheridan were grateful, especially for the coffee. They were in such a hurry to leave this morning, they didn't even have time for a simple cup of coffee.

Sheridan, who almost choked on a mouthful of food when she heard Peter's question, swallowed hard. She took a sip of juice to completely clear her throat. “Yes, of course I am. I want to hear everything!” she answered excitedly.

Luis and Sheridan both sat across the table from Peter at full attention. Peter took a sip of coffee, eyeing them carefully. “Last night I think I really took Pete by surprise when I asked him about Catherine Crane. It was the first time I have ever seen the man break a sweat, but he did over this.”

“Did you now?” Peter asked questioning. He didn't wait for a response, which was just as well with Luis. Luis now knew Peter knew they had mistaken him for the other Peter Black. “In answer to your question, YES, Peter Black met George's plane in Miami. He took Mrs. Crane from George and personally escorted her to her new home. Sheridan, were you aware the Cranes own property on Aruba?”

“Alistair may have felt that given time Catherine may change her mind. Maybe she'd come up with an idea of how to get Sheridan back. Who knows what goes through his mind. All I know is Peter's last contact with Alistair Crane was about a month ago. Pete would make yearly visits to the compound and check everything out for him. His visits were more frequent the first few years, but as time went on, Alistair became more secure in his belief that Catherine would remain there for the rest of her life. Pete's last visit was in August. Catherine was alive and well when he saw her. When he returned, he reported to Alistair all was well and that's it until next year.”

Peter smiled. “Peter Black makes frequent business trips to Aruba. He is the only person from the outside world if you will, that is allowed contact with Catherine. He has been trying to “hit on” Catherine for years now and she will have no part of him, but every time he invites her to dinner, she accepts. It is the only time she is allowed to leave the compound without a guard. A driver takes her to the restaurant and drops her off. Exactly two hours later he picks her up.”

“I doubt it,” Peter said. If he did, I doubt he'd allow it. From what Pete has told me, Alistair wanted her punished, but didn't have the heart to kill her. Actually what he has done to her is far worse than killing her if you ask me.”

“We'll be landing in about an hour. Dinner will be promptly at 5:30 in a private dining room. Catherine will be seated first and then I will join her. Sheridan, you and Luis will come in when I signal you, which should only be a few minutes after I enter. If all goes well, we'll all be on a plane for the US Virgin Islands by 6:00.”

“Luis. I can't stop!” Sheridan said anxiously. “You don't understand, I'm about to meet a woman I spent over twenty years believing was dead. My mother will be arriving in that dining room any minute!” Sheridan waved her hand frantically in the direction of the private dining room.

Peter left them briefly and walked to the corner so he could see the main entrance of the restaurant. He checked his watch. It was 5:29. The front door opened and a burly man in a dark suit and sunglasses entered. He spoke briefly to the maitre'd and turned the corner and inspected the small room reserved for Peter Black. He watched as the man walked back over to the maitre'd, obviously wanting to know where Mr. Black was. He watched the maitre'd attempt to reassure the man. Whatever he said seemed to work. Peter watched the man quickly smile at the maitre'd, shake his hand and leave through the same door he entered. Peter exhaled the breath he'd been holding.

Luis gently rubbed small circles on Sheridan's back trying to keep her calm. It helped a little, but she was still a bundle of nerves. Peter finally saw a strikingly beautiful blonde woman enter the restaurant. He was amazed at her beauty, but noticed the sadness in her eyes at the same time. He glanced at Sheridan, back at Catherine, then back at Sheridan. “Unbelievable” he said shaking his head.

“OK, Sheridan, here we go,” Luis told her as he walked her to the corner Peter had been standing at. Sheridan timidly peered around the corner and saw her mother standing up, her back towards her as she questioned Peter's intentions.

“I assure you Madame, my name is Peter Black and I have not come here to harm you. As a matter of fact, I have come here to help you,” Peter smiled. Although Peter had never encountered anyone whose face held such sadness, he was still overwhelmed by her poise and beauty. For a woman of her age, her skin was still as youthful as that of her daughter. Her eyes were the color of the ocean and still no sign of aging anywhere.

Catherine was becoming very nervous. She was afraid Alistair had set this up as a trick. Things had been far too quiet for too long. Alistair was long overdue to test her. “He sent you here, didn't he? Well you can tell that bastard for me...”

Peter was overwhelmed by Catherine's reaction. He knew it was time for mother and daughter to reunite. He glanced up and nodded in Sheridan's direction. Sheridan looked at Luis who clasped her hand tightly. “Let's go Sheridan,” he whispered. “It's time.” Sheridan took a deep breath and with Luis' steady hand guiding her, they slowly made there way over to the table.

Sheridan, who was now only a few feet away, closed the distance. She gently laid her hand on her mother`s shoulder. “Mother, I am right here,” Sheridan said in a voice cracking with emotion. The tears were free falling and she bit her lip in anticipation.

Catherine's shoulder tingled from the soft touch on her shoulder. She froze when she heard the words spoken from her daughter. “Mother, I am right here.” So many nights she's dreamt the same dream. A reunion with her beloved daughter who said those exact words. Catherine held her breath as she slowly turned to face her daughter. Catherine feared turning to face Sheridan. Afraid that when she did, she would see the walls of her bedroom, just as she did every time she woke from her dream.

Slowly, Catherine turned to face the youthful version of herself with tears falling down her cheeks. They knew each other instantly. Sheridan smiled through her tears. “Mother, it is you. It is really you! You are alive!” Sheridan dropped to her knees and buried her head in her mother's lap. Luis walked over to where Peter was sitting and stood behind him to watch the reunion. Luis had to keep his own emotions in check. He was so happy for Sheridan. She was finally being reunited with the person she had missed so badly all her life. The woman whose “untimely death” she blamed herself for.

“Sheridan! My beautiful daughter!“ her mother spoke softly. Fresh tears glistened her blue eyes. A sparkle began to develop as the realization hit her that her daughter was here with her. Catherine held Sheridan tightly. Both women closed their eyes and just held each other. tears of joy streaming down their faces. Catherine opened her eyes and looked at Peter. Peter himself was nearly brought to tears by the look of shear joy and gratitude in Catherine's eyes. No amount of money could buy the feeling he had right now. The look on her face was worth any amount of trouble he had to go through.

Sheridan clung to her mother and Catherine held her. She stroked her hair and gently kissed her cheek, just as she had done many times in the past. Catherine spoke softly into her ear, soothing words that no one but the two of them could hear. For the moment all time stood still. Sheridan was once again a little girl in the arms of her precious mother. With her eyes closed, she could almost feel her mother rocking her after she'd fallen and hurt herself. She felt her mother's soft warm hands gently brushing her tears away.

“Just trust us. Peter, Luis and I will get you out of here. You will no longer have to live as a prisoner, but we must leave now!” Sheridan looked at her mother in a way that caused her to gather hope for the first time since she'd left Harmony.

“Luis?” she questioned, not having seen anyone else. Suddenly she felt a presence and turned to find a very handsome young man smiling shyly at her. She'd recognize him anywhere. He was Pilar and Martin's son without a doubt.

Peter sighed with relief. Catherine grabbed Sheridan's hand and followed Peter out a side door. Luis brought up the rear. A limo was waiting for them and the group quickly climbed in. The driver took off immediately and headed directly for the airport. Catherine nervously looked out the window at the scenery she'd only seen once in the last twenty three years.

Peter looked across the limo at Catherine and gave her an encouraging smile. “My dear lady,” he answered, “in less than twenty minutes we will all be on a plane headed for the U.S. Virgin Islands. When your guard comes back to pick you up at 7:30, he won't know what hit him.”

Luis checked his watch anxiously and then looked across the car to find Sheridan gazing at him. He grinned back at her, enjoying the newfound look of happiness on her face. “Only a few more minutes,” he said wishing they were gone already. Luis too, was very nervous. There were so many things that could potentially go wrong.

Once inside, Peter again began directing the show. “Luis, will you please take Catherine to gate 12? Just tell the desk clerk Aidan Gallagher and party are ready for departure. I will take Sheridan to the plane so she can get us ready for take off.”

“Yes Mother I am,” she said sheepishly. Catherine's expression was that of the proud mother. Sheridan couldn't help but smile contentedly. She was beginning to have feelings of self worth and accomplishment she'd been denied as a child. This was one of her many feats that had gone unnoticed by her family. The only one who had ever remarked on her piloting skills was Luis and they weren't even friends when he'd complimented her.

Catherine and Luis watched as Peter whisked Sheridan away. Luis took Catherine's arm and escorted her towards their gate. He told the attendant at the desk who he was when they reached the gate and the attendant informed Luis they'd be allowed to board momentarily.

Catherine was extremely nervous at this point, rightfully so. She was in a very public place and if anyone who happened to work at the compound spotted her... Well, it might not be pleasant. She tried to distract herself from her nervous thoughts and decided to concentrate on Luis for the moment.

Luis' gaze kept shifting from the desk attendant to the window showing the runway. He felt Catherine's eyes on him and knew she was scrutinizing him. He fought back a smile. She had numerous reasons for her curiosity; one being why was he here? Luis finally looked in Catherine's direction and flashed her his signature smile, albeit a nervous one.

Catherine chuckled when she saw the smile plastered on his face. “I see you inherited your father's incredible smile Luis,” she remarked. “He was such a handsome man and his smile had half the ladies in Harmony swooning, if I recall.”

Luis blushed and turned his head for a moment. Catherine continued. “It didn't matter though. Martin only had eyes for one person, his beloved Pilar. I always envied the special bond they had. I told your mother that often.”

“Is that the love you share with my daughter?” Catherine asked seriously. Luis looked at her in genuine surprise. “Don't look so surprised Luis,” Catherine laughed quietly. “All it takes is one glance at the two of you. It's written all over your faces.”

Luis burst out laughing at Catherine's remark about Alistair. “I'm sorry about this, but your last comment caught me off guard. You are right, Alistair would not approve, nor Julian. As far as we know, they don't know we are together yet. Julian believes he and his father successfully broke us apart for good.”

“Welcome,” Peter greeted as Catherine and Luis entered the plane. “Luis, why don't you have a seat up front with Sheridan and I'll get Catherine settled in here.” Luis went up front and settled in to the seat next to Sheridan. She had just finished making her final checks before take off.

Peter put on his biggest smile in hopes of distracting Catherine. “It's nothing really Catherine. Don't you worry your pretty little head about it. I just need to talk to Luis for a moment.” Peter patted Catherine's hand and stood up and walked up to Luis.

“I have some people watching the situation carefully,“ Peter said thoughtfully. “I`ve arranged for a complete change in crew at the restaurant so no one will be able to intimidate one of the workers into telling him they saw us.”

“Good question,” Peter said. “My guess is no matter what happens at this point, no one will be too eager to tell Alistair. Not in person anyway. They will probably do their own search first hoping to find her themselves. Once they've exhausted all their resources, then and only then will they tell Alistair. At least I'm hoping that's what will happen.”

“I know I said I didn't want to go back to the States, but I think that might be our best option now. We'll be able to move more quickly at a moment's notice from there. Have you ever been to Key West, Luis?” Peter asked with a curious smile.

“No, I haven't,” Luis admitted. “Isn't that rather a dangerous spot to be? Though I haven't been there, I do know there is only one road in and out of there. I know when they are evacuated for hurricanes it's crazy down there.”

The color drained instantly from Catherine's cheeks. “Catherine!” Peter said gently rubbing her arm in a soothing fashion. “It's all right. He has no idea you are gone yet, never mind where you are going. His plane stopped in Aruba for refueling on his way to the Virgin Islands. We actually caught a break by that happening. Now we know where he is and we won't accidentally run into him.”

Catherine felt slightly relieved, but she still feared Alistair would find her. “You don't know that man the way I do, Peter. He won't stop until he finds me. All this little rescue has accomplished is putting Sheridan in harms way. Alistair will now seek his revenge on her. He doesn't care if she is his daughter or not.”

“Catherine, when the time comes, Alistair Crane will get what is coming to him,” Peter said adamantly. “He committed several serious crimes when he faked your death. Some we may not be able to prove, but with you alive it will be hard for him to deny all of it.”

“Trust me Catherine. We are going to take my yacht out for several days. There we will get all the evidence together. Once that is complete, we will take it to the authorities and charges will be pressed against Alistair Crane. Chief Bennett has quite a file already on him from what I hear.”

“None of it was your fault or Sheridan's fault. She knows that and I know you know it as well. All you can do now is make the best of the time you have now. That beautiful young lady flying this plane wants nothing more than to get to know her mother. The past is gone. You need to focus on the present and the future. The two of you still have much time ahead of you. Make the most of it.”

“Seeing the two of you reunited is payment enough for me,” Peter grinned. “My life was monotonous to say the least when I met your daughter and Luis. I watched them dance the tango a few nights ago and it reminded me of what real love was about. It reminded me of my former self and what I'd become. Helping them find you has brought me a sense of joy and fulfillment I hadn't known in many years. It is I, who should be thanking all of you. You have brought meaning back into my life and for that I shall be eternally grateful.”

The two lapsed into silence for a few moments. Sheridan popped her head out from the cockpit. “I'm making my descent now. We should be landing shortly. Sheridan couldn't help but grin when she encountered the friendly smile of her mother. Every time she saw her face, she felt a flood of warmth overtake her body. It had been so many years since she'd experienced this feeling, it was wonderful. She then caught Luis grinning impishly at her and her smile broadened. She couldn't remember when she'd been so happy. At this moment life was good, very good. Life with Luis at her side was wonderful, but now she felt complete. The missing piece of her had been filled. She had her mother back, something she'd never even dare hope until a few weeks earlier.

Peter had called ahead once the decision had been made to go to Key West. He asked that his yacht be readied for a trip, making sure that the crew chosen be the most trustworthy available. When they arrived at “The Justina” everything was ready for an immediate departure. Sheridan, Luis and Catherine eyed the name of the boat carefully. Each assumed without speaking that it was named for his departed wife.

The yacht was a 100 footer with all the possible amenities. There was a good sized living and dining area fully furnished right down to the wet bar and big screen TV. The kitchen was fully stocked with enough food for a several week trip and the three staterooms were outfitted with wardrobes for all three.

“I do hope you enjoy yourself Catherine,” Peter answered shyly. “I am counting on this being only the first of many happy memories for you. Peter finished giving his guests a tour of the boat and then he gratefully thanked the crew for their efforts and dismissed them. The crew he hired was only to ready the boat for sailing. Peter himself was an excellent Captain.

Peter saw to it that his guests were comfortable and he took the Captain's seat and expertly piloted it out from shore. Luis decided to join him, leaving Sheridan some time alone with her mother. “Peter, I wish I knew how to thank you for all your generosity,” Luis said in all sincerity.

“There is no need to thank me Luis. I never do anything I don't want to do. I told Catherine earlier I should be thanking you. I feel as if I have a new lease on life now thanks to the three of you. Despite the potentially dangerous situation we are in involving Alistair, I am enjoying myself immensely and plan to keep it that way.”

Luis acknowledged Peter with a smile. He looked out at the ocean and watched the boat churn up waves as it slid through the water. The sun would be setting shortly and a cool breeze was settling in. “It's gorgeous out here,” Luis casually remarked. “I think I'm going to see if Sheridan wants to catch the sunset,” he said.

Sheridan smiled and gave her mother a pleading look. “I'd be happy to watch the sunset with you Luis,” Catherine announced. She stood up followed closely by Sheridan. Luis extended the ladies an arm and escorted them to the deck of the boat. Once they were situated along the railing, they watched as the sun made it's gradual descent over the ocean. Catherine felt free for the first time. Her face wore a smile that nearly hurt it was so large and she breathed deeply enjoying the fresh sea air. With her hands clasped firmly on the railing, she allowed herself for the first time to believe she was actually going to have her life back.

Sheridan sighed contentedly as Luis wrapped his strong arms around her. She buried the back of her head in the crook of his neck as he softly kissed the top of her head and smiled. Catherine turned to watch her daughter in the arms of the man she loved and a feeling of love and warmth came over her. Despite everything that had happened, Alistair had not corrupted her. Sheridan had turned into a beautiful, refined young lady who had the love of a man she absolutely adored. She was very pleased she would now be able to share in her daughters life. Hopefully now all the sad and painful memories could all be put to rest. She prayed that a bright future lay ahead for both of them.

Sheridan turned her head slightly to catch Luis smiling at her. The flame from the orange ball descending on the water was reflected in his eyes which made him absolutely irresistible to her. A devilish grin appeared on her face. “Luis, the sun's reflection in your eyes right now gives new meaning to “burning desire”. I want you to know it's definitely a turn on.” Sheridan hot breath combined with her whispered words in his ear caused the hair on the back of his neck to stand on end.

“Remind me later Mother to tell you about other times Luis has kidnapped people!” Sheridan said with an impish grin and slight laugh. Sheridan had long since forgiven Luis for kidnapping her and he had forgiven her for having him arrested. Catherine looked at both of them with an inquisitive glance.

Luis flashed his signature smile. “Ladies shall we?” He again extended an arm for each of them to take. Both ladies took an arm and Luis brought them back inside. He walked into the kitchen and began rummaging around, preparing to cook dinner.

“Sheridan, I don't know if I've told you this or not, but you certainly found yourself quite a catch!” Catherine said with an approving smile. “Not only is he about the most handsome man I've ever seen, but he's polite, romantic, a gentleman and can even cook! What more could a woman ask for?”

“Oh he is all of that Mother and SO much more!” Sheridan gushed happily. “Luis is the man I've waited my whole life for. He is definitely the man of my dreams.” Sheridan smiled happily, staring at Luis as he worked diligently in the kitchen. He looked up, having heard every word the two of them said and winked. Sheridan blushed, realizing she'd been overheard. It didn't matter though. She had no secrets from Luis, especially regarding her feelings for him.

Sheridan relayed her convoluted childhood to her mother. Catherine was saddened as Sheridan recanted her life. As Luis cooked a spectacular meal of filet mignon, fresh salad and baked potatoes Sheridan got through her entire early life. She left out details involving the events of “that night” because they were sketchy at best and that topic alone could take an entire evening. Luis learned much from the pieces of conversation he heard while preparing dinner. He knew Sheridan's early life hadn't been easy, but he had no idea she'd been forced to endure the heartache she did.

The boat started slowing as Luis was setting the table. The steaks were almost finished when they felt the engines cut off and Peter soon descended from outside. “Something sure smells good in here!” Peter commented as he inhaled the delightful aroma of charbroiled steaks. “Medium rare I hope?” His eyes sparkled as he saw the chef was Luis.

Peter walked over to his wine cabinet and opened it. He glanced at the selection and picked out a bottle. His cell phone began to ring. “If you'll excuse me for a minute” Peter said as he walked across the room to take the call. Normally he would turn his phone off during dinner, but tonight was very different. He needed to be available at all times in case there was any news regarding Alistair Crane.

Sheridan and Catherine were seated at the table and Luis was serving dinner. Peter walked back in with a triumphant smile on his face. He walked over to his wine cabinet and returned the bottle he'd selected and picked out a different one. “We have one more victory to celebrate tonight,” Peter explained. “Alistair has just placed another nail in his coffin.”

Luis, Sheridan and Catherine looked at him in confusion. Peter knew they had no idea what he was referring to, so he explained. “The reason Alistair went to The US Virgin Islands was to get married. He's getting married tonight at 10:00 pm.”

Peter popped the cork to the second bottle of wine. The plates had been cleared and the four adults sat around the table while Sheridan and Luis continued with their story. Sheridan had begun the tale from her time in Paris with Jean-Luc. She'd explained all about her break up with him, her trip back to the states and her first meeting with Luis. Catherine was absolutely riveted to her seat listening to the tumultuous relationship between Sheridan and Luis. When they got to the parts of New Mexico that Sheridan didn't remember, Luis filled in the blanks (some of them anyway) some of which even Sheridan was unaware. Catherine was saddened to learn of the Martin impostor and the ordeal they'd gone through on New Years Eve. Sheridan was surprised to find her mother quickly sided with Luis in the belief that Alistair had something to do with Martin's disappearance.

“Sheridan, I understand people change all the time, but I knew Martin Fitzgerald very well. I also know that no matter how much the man may have changed he would never leave his family unless he was forced to in order to protect them. I agree with Luis, that there is no way he ever embezzled any money from Crane Industries.”

“Sheridan, isn't seeing me here, right now enough to convince you Alistair Crane is capable of anything?” Catherine asked. “I wasn't joking when I said he brainwashed Julian. I mean it, literally. He hired people to alter Julian's way of thinking. Julian was much more like you before that happened.”

“He really had Julian brainwashed?” Luis asked. As much as Luis hated Julian, he was beginning to realize who the really evil Crane was. Peter as well was disturbed by this news. It was not something a normal person would do to their son.

Sheridan continued telling her mother about events after New Year's Eve. She told her about her first few dates with Luis and how much Julian and her father didn't want them together and then about what she saw on the wharf that night and flying off to Paris. Luis gave his side and explained how he got the fax and knew Sheridan was in trouble. Catherine was in awe at the number of times Luis saved Sheridan's life in Paris and again when she returned to the States. She was shocked Sheridan had Luis arrested, but even more shocked Julian offered to have the charges dropped. She knew he had to be up to no good.

Finally Sheridan explained the whole summer with Luis being her bodyguard and how they finally seemed to come to an understanding on several issues. Catherine felt her heart race when Sheridan told the story of their kidnapping by Roger and Pierre and was amazed they lived through it. When she finally told her about finding George and his diary on the island, she was in total shock.

...”So you see, after Luis was released from the doctor's care, Sam gave him another month to fully recover and give us time to look for you,” Sheridan said. “Our first night out after that we ran into Peter at a bar on the beach and that's how we found you. Peter liked the way we danced the Tango.”

Catherine had tears in her eyes. “That bastard did that deliberately do you realize that? He hired Andy's son to get back at him or me or both. Alistair always knew I never fully got over Andy. He may have managed to get me to marry him, but I never stopped thinking about Andy.”

“Sheridan promise me right now, promise me that no matter WHAT happens, you will never let Alistair or Julian bully you into marrying anyone. From what I can see you and Luis are meant to be and I don't want to see you ripped apart the way I was or Ivy for that matter.” Catherine's voice was distant and cold.

“It's all about business Sheridan,” Catherine said, her eyes an ice blue. “Ivy Winthrop was the Governors daughter. At the time Alistair was in desperate need of political pull. He knew Ivy's parents were unhappy with her choice of beaus, so Alistair made arrangements for Julian and Ivy to marry. Ivy was head over heels in love with a young local boy, but he was not from the “elite” circle so her parents were thrilled when Alistair made them the offer.

Luis' eyes were wide and his jaw nearly dropped to the floor. He remembered a conversation he had with his mother several month back. A conversation in which he learned Grace Bennett had not been Sam's first true love. “Sam Bennett was Ivy's true love?”

“That's right Luis,” Catherine said. “It was Sam. Alistair arranged for Sam to disappear for the summer and Julian moved in on Ivy. All of their letters to each other were intercepted and when Sam came home Ivy was married to Julian.”

Sheridan reached for Luis' hand. He took it in his own and gave her an encouraging smile. “Don't worry about me Mother,” Sheridan said after several minutes of silence. “I have no intention of letting Father take Luis away from me again. Besides, tomorrow we are going to plan his comeuppance.”

“It will be a day long overdue in Harmony,” Catherine said. Catherine took a long sip of her wine and shook her head of all the miserable thoughts. She wanted to concentrate on pleasant things, at least for the rest of the evening. “I've heard enough talk about Alistair and the lives he's ruined for one evening” she said. “I want to talk about happy times. Let's enjoy the rest of the evening before we start back on the Alistair quest tomorrow.”

Sheridan and Luis both blushed and Luis was about to protest since there wasn't much room for dancing in the cabin, but Sheridan stopped him. “All right Mother,” Sheridan said with a sparkle in her eye. “Luis and I will do the Tango for you under one condition. When we're through, you dance the Tango with Peter...”

Catherine rather liked the idea of dancing a Tango, but truly was afraid of making a fool of herself. Peter raved so much about Sheridan and Luis' Tango, she feared she would look horrible in comparison. The pleading looks from the others finally got to her, not to mention she really was looking forward to watching her daughter dance. “All right” Catherine agreed, under two conditions. First, Peter and I go first. I'll look less foolish if I don't have to follow the two of you. Second, no one laughs.”

Catherine managed a genuine smile. Luis turned the stereo on and joined Sheridan on the couch. He placed his arm around her and she snuggled close to him. “I can't wait to see this, Sheridan beamed. “I bet they'll be great.”

“If you inherited your mother's ability to dance, we may end up looking the fools Sheridan,” Luis grinned impishly. Sheridan nudged him lovingly and they settled in as the music started to play and watched Peter and Catherine dance.

Luis and Sheridan were absolutely glued to the couple as they spun around the floor. They were mesmerized by the complete grace and fluidity of the dance. To Catherine it was as if she'd never been away from it at all. She anticipated every move Peter made and matched it with a grace and style all her own. Peter was impressed with her knowledge of the dance as well as her ability to read his moves. He kept his promise of only dancing the basic steps, but also vowed he would have another dance with Catherine Sheridan. They danced as if they were one body. Peter felt a sense of exhilaration he had not felt since he dance the Tango last with his late wife. In reality he was scared of the closeness he felt to her at this time.

When the music finally stopped, Luis and Sheridan began clapping and cheering like never before. All of the couples they had witnessed at The Captain's Cove including Tony and Judith C. didn't even come close to dancing with such grace and passion as Peter and Catherine. Both now had an appreciation for Peter's talent as well as Catherine. They danced an excellent Tango, one which both should be very proud.

Peter laughed. “Thank you for your vote of confidence Luis, but my competition days are over. The only reason I'll dance anymore if for enjoyment. And believe me, that dance was most enjoyable. Thank you again Catherine for allowing me to share that special dance with you.”

“I'm ready,” he answered with a wicked grin. Luis couldn't wait to hold Sheridan in his arms again. The last Tango they'd shared had been one of the most wonderful experiences of his life. Sheridan stood to face Luis and they waited for the music to start. The looks between them were already heating up the room and the dance hadn't started.

Peter shook his head as he glanced at the two of them on his way back to his seat from the stereo. Peter seated himself next to Catherine. He leaned over and whispered in her ear “I'm warning you right now. Things are really going to heat up in here.”

The music slowly brought the couple to life. With a beckoning hand and a come hither glance Sheridan's body met Luis. With their arms intertwined and their eyes locked in a burning gaze they felt the music and moved with it as one. When Luis and Sheridan danced with each other they seemed to become totally lost in each other. They were unaware anyone was watching them as they expressed their feelings for each other in the form of this dance. Neither one knew what it was that happened to them when they joined together in this art, but it was something unique only to them. Both were great dancers with any partner, but putting them together caused a chemical reaction that was nothing less than explosive.

Peter found himself grinning through the entire dance and Catherine was spellbound by the bond between them. She knew they were both crazy about each other and knew they were definitely right for each other, but had no idea how deep the connection between the two of them went. There was no question in her mind that Luis and Sheridan would marry and have a happy life together. No one would ruin her daughter's happiness. No one would break this precious connection between Sheridan and Luis. It was too rare to find a love like this to allow anyone to interfere. Of that she would make sure.

When the dance was finally over, Sheridan and Luis were both breathless. They barely heard Peter and Catherine clapping incessantly and cheering for them. They were caught in each other's stare and couldn't seem to break free. Finally Peter came over to them and slapped Luis on the back bringing them both back to reality.

“Sheridan,” Catherine said, her voice filled with emotion, “Where on earth did you learn to dance like that? I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life. It was also the most seductive Tango I've seen as well,” she added with a sly grin.

It took a minute but her mother's remark finally registered. She realized the looks she was giving Luis now and knew only too well what it must have looked like to her mother while she was dancing. Sheridan broke her gaze with Luis and was suddenly very embarrassed. Her cheeks turned a deep crimson as the full reality set in. “Mother, I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...”

Catherine saw Sheridan's embarrassment and found it endearing. Luis too was quite embarrassed at the moment. This was definitely a Kodak moment. “Sheridan dear, I'm not chastising you. You are a grown woman and very obviously in love with Luis as he is with you. You may not realize it, but I wasn't born yesterday. I will never pass judgment on you, nor will I interfere with your sex life.” Sheridan's eyes nearly bugged out of her head and she completely backed away from Luis. Luis as well, turned his head so no one could see his cheeks turn a deeper shade of red. “I was just commenting on how beautifully the two of you dance together. Where on earth did you learn to dance like that?”

Sheridan and Luis were still quite embarrassed over the whole incident. Luis was grateful when Sheridan revealed she was ready to turn in. “Peter, I'm absolutely exhausted,” Sheridan said with a small smile. “Would you mind showing us which cabins we'll be in?”

Peter gave Sheridan and Luis the master suite, which they greatly protested. It was to no avail however, when they realized he'd planned this all along. Since they'd left on such short notice no one had clothes with them, so Peter had wardrobes purchased for each of them and Luis and Sheridan's were already in the closet.

“I'm sure everything will be perfect. Thank you very much,” Luis said gratefully. He did however put off exploring anything until he was alone with Sheridan. The look on Peter's face made him wonder exactly what he'd actually bought.

Luis and Sheridan followed them to Catherine's room, which was at the other end of the deck. As much as Sheridan wanted to be with her mother, she was thankful her cabin wasn't right next door to the one she would share with Luis. She knew all too well how thin the walls were.

Catherine's cabin was smaller, but was filled with several dozen yellow roses. The fragrance was once again marvelous. “As with Luis and Sheridan, I believe you will find everything you need. If I have forgotten anything please don't hesitate to ask,” Peter insisted.

“Oh Sheridan, I'd given up hope this day would really come,” Catherine said with tears springing to her eyes. “It is the happiest day of my life. I feel as if I've been reborn. I've been given a second chance at life thanks to the three of you.” Catherine smiled at the trio with grateful loving eyes. “I love you Sheridan.” Catherine grabbed Luis and gave him a huge hug which he returned. “I'm glad Sheridan found you. I always wanted her to find the right man. One that would love her as she deserves to be loved. It is obvious you are that man. I will be proud one day to call you my son-in-law.”

Luis blushed at the mention of son-in-law. He and Sheridan had never even mentioned marriage. When he thought about it, he had no idea why they hadn't! He loved her more than he thought it was possible to love another human being. He wanted to spend every hour of the day with her, wanted to see her face before he closed his eyes at night and have her sweet smile greet him when he woke up in the morning. He wanted to have a family. Not with anyone, with her. Sheridan was the only person he could even imagine as the mother of his children. Why hadn't they discussed marriage?

“What would your reaction be if I asked you why we've never talked about marriage? I mean ,what do you think about the idea? What would you say if I asked you to marry me?” Luis was nervous asking the question, but it was something he wanted an answer to, soon if possible.

Sheridan was dumbstruck. For some reason she hadn't even thought about it and wasn't sure why. She stood there just staring at him in disbelief. Not disbelief he'd asked those questions, but disbelief the topic hadn't come up sooner. Luis sensed her shock and was becoming uncomfortable. “Maybe it's too soon to have this discussion,” he said quickly. “Maybe that's why we never discussed...”

“No!” Luis chuckled. “She just said something that made me wonder why we never talked about it, that's all. I suddenly realized there's nothing holding us back. I just needed to make sure you felt the same way I do.” Luis kissed Sheridan sweetly on the lips.

“We weren't killed though were we? Everything that has happened to us has brought us closer together. I grant you, I was scared at times, for both of us, but now we are both happy, healthy and alive not to mention madly in love with each other. Besides, had the events not happened, my mother wouldn't be in the other room right now.”

“You're right Sheridan. I think all of this happened for a reason. I wouldn't change a thing.” Luis leaned in and kissed her firmly on the lips. Music began playing in the background and Sheridan broke the kiss before it went any further.

Luis put his finger up to his lips in a gesture for them to be quiet. The both quietly opened the door to the cabin and walked out into the hallway. When they reached the main cabin, they peered around the corner being careful not to be seen. The scene they encountered caused them both to smile happily. Peter and Catherine were engaged in another Tango. Though not quite as passionate as Luis and Sheridan's Tango, this one was far from innocent. There was a spark beginning to ignite. Peter and Catherine were dancing a much different dance than they had earlier. The steps much more difficult, they held each other closer and the chemistry was undeniable. The happiness Sheridan felt right now for her mother was beyond measure. She and Luis watched for another minute and then forced themselves to return to their room.

“They certainly looked like they were into that dance,” Luis agreed with a playful smile. “Sheridan, you know listening to that music reminded me of what I was thinking about the entire time we were dancing.” Luis' voice was now deep and his eyes penetrating to the depths of Sheridan's soul.

Sheridan gasped when she saw the look on his face. Her heart started racing and she too felt as she did while she was dancing with Luis. Sheridan reached up and caressed his cheek with one hand. Her head tilted sideways and her smile contagious. Luis lost himself in her stare. Her sparkling blue eyes were inviting and her touch was electrifying.

In turn Luis lifted his hand to her face and stroked her silky smooth skin with the back of his hand. His hand slowly moved its way towards her ear and then clasped around the back of her head. He slowly pulled her towards him until her lips were almost brushing his. “I love you,” he said in a husky whisper before he captured her lips with his. The kiss was soft and gentle yet filled with passion. Luis kissed her slowly and methodically. He wanted to prolong the inevitable as long as possible. He wanted to savor every kiss. The kisses were numerous. They started short, each kiss gaining in intensity, lasting longer. When he could no longer hold out, Luis kissed each lip separately starting with the top. After he finished devouring her bottom lip, he again pressed both lips to hers parting them into a much deeper kiss.

Sheridan fought back a moan as their kiss intensified. Instead she gasped for air and then returned to kissing Luis in the pace he'd initiated. As much as she wanted to ravish him right then and there, there was something erotic about the slow methodical pace he's set and she wanted to enjoy every minute of it with him.

Luis' hands began to roam Sheridan's body. He inched his hands very slowly from her shoulders downward. In small circles he caressed her arms, her sides, her hips, her back. Sheridan couldn't believe what was happening to her. She was more aroused right now than ever before and Luis had yet to touch the areas she thought brought the most pleasure. She would have to rethink that one.

Luis began slowly walking forward, Sheridan walked with him until she felt the back of her knees hit the bed. He broke the kiss and stood there catching his breath just staring at her. He raised a brow and gave her a seductive look.

“I know you do Sheridan and I think I'll prove it to you right now. Peter's wardrobe can wait till later. I want to see what's under this dress.” His smile was completely intoxicating. He slowly slid his hands behind her back and fingered her zipper. He clasped it with his fingers and slowly lowered it. Once the zipper was down he slowly grazed her bare back as his hands moved upward. Sheridan's breathing was becoming labored. Between the slow torture he was putting her through and the smoldering look in his eyes she was now wild with desire.

Luis' hands reached the back of her bra and he unsnapped it without stopping his trek back to her shoulders. Without removing his eyes from her, Luis slowly slid his hands under the sleeves of her dress. He lowered her dress slowly to the floor taking her bra with it. Luis didn't stop there. His hands continued to caress her sides as her dress began to slip from her body. They went lower still arriving at her hips. In the same methodical move, his hands slid through the side of her panties, which he removed along with the rest of her garments. When everything slid off, Luis stood back up and admired a very naked Sheridan. Her body had already completely responded to him and he hadn't even touched her yet. “This is what was underneath your dress that I wanted to see Sheridan,” Luis said with a lustful smirk.

“Smooth Luis,” Sheridan whispered. “That was very smooth.” She placed her hands behind his head and pulled him into a very passionate kiss. Her body now pressed against his, Luis was beginning to feel somewhat over dressed. He didn't need to worry about that very long as Sheridan was rectifying that situation as fast as she could. His shirt was over his head in no time and she was frantically removing his belt. Luis allowed her a few minutes of over zealousness before he retook control and slowed things down.

And so the night continued. Luis and Sheridan explored a new realm of their love, desire and passion for each other They only actually made love once that evening, but the slow torturous build up went on for hours. It caused them both to experience a climax like nothing they`d ever imagined. They weren't sure what brought on this new dimension in their love for each other. It may have been caused by the talk of marriage, maybe it was the danger and excitement of the day or the fact that Sheridan now felt complete having her mother back after so many years. Whatever the reason, their connection deepened. It deepened in body, mind and soul.

Sheridan rolled over in bed her arm stretched out. Something didn't feel right. She slowly forced her eyes to come into focus. Sunlight was streaming through the window causing her to be temporarily blinded, but for a moment she was panicked. Luis was gone. Shading her eyes with her hand, she refocused on the empty bed next to her and what she saw next brought a huge smile to her face. On Luis' pillow was a single red rose in full bloom with a note underneath it. She picked up the rose and inhaled deeply it's sweet scent. She tingled all over, memories of last night accosting her limbic system. Dreamily she picked up the note and read.

My you're sleeping late this morning! What's the matter did I tire you out last night? All kidding aside, last night was the best yet. I can't even begin to describe how wonderful it was. You continuously amaze me Sheridan, which is why I can't wait any longer to do what I have to do.

Peter and I left early to do a little “shopping.” We shouldn't take that long, in fact I'm hoping you won't get a chance to read this at all. I hope to be back lying beside you when you open those beautiful eyes of yours this morning. I want to be the first person to see the look in your eyes today after what you did to me last night! A repeat performance wouldn't be out of the question either.

If I'm not back Sheridan, I made you something special for breakfast. I know they won't be as good as Mama's, but I did the best I could under the circumstances. Make sure you and your mother save at least one each for Peter and me!

Sheridan held the letter close to her heart. Her face glowed from reading his words. “You're right Luis, last night was wonderful and I too love you more than ever.” Her heart was filled with such joy she could barely contain herself. Quickly she climbed out of bed, covering herself with the sheet and went to take a shower. When she was finished showering she rummaged through the closet and was pleasantly surprised to find a selection of clothes that matched her taste perfectly. She selected a pastel pink sleeveless dress that accentuated her figure beautifully.

Catherine was seated in the dining area reading the morning paper and drinking her coffee. Her spirits were high this morning as it was the first time in years she woke up without a guard parked outside her room. Twenty-four hours ago if someone had told her she'd be sitting on a yacht drinking coffee only feet from her sleeping daughter, she'd have told them they were nuts, yet here she was. She then heard a door open and close. Looking up she saw Sheridan, pretty as a picture and literally glowing. In her hands she clutched a letter, which raised her curiosity a notch.

“I know Sheridan,” Catherine smiled. “I still have to pinch myself to believe this is all real. I was just thinking that if someone had told me yesterday all of this was going to happen, I would have told them they were crazy.”

“It was, Mother,” Sheridan answered. “Luis gave up full scholarship to Dartmouth to stay home and help Pilar out with Miguel and Theresa. He told me Pilar had his acceptance letter framed in her room. Pilar was heartbroken when Luis didn't go, but he really had no other choice. Right before he was to leave for college, Miguel was hospitalized with a life threatening pneumonia and the family had no health insurance. The bank was threatening to foreclose on the mortgage and the hospital demanded payment. Pilar was willing to send Miguel and Theresa to live with relatives and she'd live in the streets if need be in order for Luis to take that scholarship. He refused. Thanks to him the family stayed together.”

Catherine could see Alistair laughing right now at the misfortunes bestowed on Pilar's family and the vision made her sick. “Let's get off the subject of Alistair, shall we? I'd like to concentrate on something more pleasant.”

“I have no idea,” Sheridan responded truthfully. “Luis left me a note saying he and Peter went shopping and would be back soon.” A grin began appearing on her face as she glanced once more at the note Luis left for her.

Catherine smiled. It was a rather mournful smile in fact. She reached out and took Sheridan's hands in her own. “Sheridan, I know you truly do love me, as I do you. I missed you so much I can't even begin to tell you, but I have sadly realized something. You and I don't know each other very well, at all. I realize in time, all of this will change. Eventually we will learn more about each other, but for right now I want you to know this. There is nothing you can do or say that will shock me, or cause me to think any less of you. I can see that you have grown into a fine young lady and I thank God you did. I'm guessing it is largely due to the influence of Pilar and being sent away to boarding school. I'm sure you hated being away from home, but I believe it was probably for the best. I shudder to think what could have happened had Alistair turned you the way he did Julian...”

“I know that dear,” Catherine smiled. “I guess what I am trying to say is I want you to feel comfortable telling me anything. I so much want you to be able to trust me. I won't judge you, berate you or insult your opinion. I want to share your joys and your sorrows. I want to be a shoulder for you to cry on when you need it, a friend to listen to you when you want.” Tears were beginning to appear in her eyes as she spoke. “I guess I'm just expecting too much too soon Sheridan, but keep in mind if you ever want to talk, I'll be here.”

“Oh Mother!” Sheridan cried, “That's all I've ever wanted.” Sheridan threw her arms around her mother and hugged her as the tears began falling down her cheeks. “I have missed you so much. Pilar was so good to me after I thought you died, but no one could ever take your place. I felt as if a part of me died that day and it stayed that way until yesterday.”

Sheridan beamed at her mother and she ran back to her room and retrieved the rose. Catherine held the perfect rose and another smile adorned her face. She saw Sheridan's expression was that of total adoration for Luis and it warmed her soul to know her daughter had found someone as perfect as Luis.

Luis' eyes were dancing and the smile that played on his lips was barely being held in check. He was ready to burst at the seams. “All right Luis,” Sheridan said with a feigned frown. “Out with it.” Though her face was contorted her eyes were as playful as ever and Luis knew it.

Of course,” she grinned. Sheridan searched his eyes for an answer. She met with the most gorgeous pair of hazel brown eyes she'd ever seen. There was something different about Luis right now. She shook her head and smiled as she and Luis headed for their room.

“You will find out in good time Catherine,” Peter chuckled. “Let Luis talk to Sheridan first and I guarantee you, you will be the very next to know.” Peter had a difficult time controlling his emotions. He was quite excited about what Luis had planned. He did crack a smile, however, when he saw the disapproving look on Catherine's face.

Luis closed the door behind them and nervously fidgeted with his pocket. Sheridan stood in front of him waiting to find out what he was up to. She smiled at his nervousness. It wasn't often Luis acted this way when alone with her. Finally Luis took both of her hands and led her over to sit on the bed.

At first Luis was caught off guard with her remark. “It's a very tempting offer Sheridan, but it will have to wait till later,” Luis winked back. “No, I have something I want to talk to you about... No that's not right. I have something I want to ask you... Actually...”

“I told you the time would come soon. Well it's here now,” he said as he lowered one knee to the ground, still holding her hands in his. “Sheridan I love you more than I can ever say, more than I can ever show you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be there for you, I want to comfort you when you are sad, listen to you when you are frustrated, spar with you when you are angry with me. I want your beautiful face to be the last thing I see before I fall asleep each night and the first thing I see when I open my eyes in the morning. I want to have children with you and grow old together telling our children and grandchildren of our many wild adventures.” Luis paused and took a deep breath. He again looked deeply into her crystal blue eyes. “So, Sheridan Crane will you marry me?”

Sheridan was speechless, if only for a minute. She stared lovingly into his sparkling eyes, her smile completely covering her face. Tears of happiness began falling down her cheeks as Luis' words echoed in her mind. “Will you marry me?” She loved the sound of those words coming from his lips. “Yes Luis” she finally spoke. “I'll marry you.”

Luis exhaled the breath he'd been holding as he waited for her answer. His grin grew larger and he broke out into a slight laugh. He pulled Sheridan closer to him and gave her a breathless kiss. When the kiss ended, they both giggled happily. Luis realized he'd forgotten something important. “Wait Sheridan, I have something for you,” he said with a sly grin. Luis reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box. Sheridan sat there, more tears forming as he handed her the box. Slowly she opened it to reveal a beautiful one carat diamond solitaire in a platinum setting. It's setting was intricately laced with tiny diamonds that complimented the stone.

“Peter has the marriage license. If you are willing we'll be married in St. Petersburg tonight. We'll take the boat up there today and my mother, Ethan and Sam will meet us at the harbor tonight. I thought we should at least have one family member present. In your case you'll have your mother as well. Sam will serve as my Best Man. I thought you`d like to have your mother as your Matron of Honor.”

Luis laughed and followed Sheridan as she grabbed his hand and flew out the door. Once in the main cabin Sheridan's ever present glow filled the room. “Mother!” she shouted as she ran up to Catherine, “Look!” Sheridan held out her left hand for her mother to see. The diamond sparkled brilliantly.

Luis walked over to her and took her hands. “Sheridan, I want you to know that when all the dust settles, I want us to get married again. Do it right with a big church wedding and all the trimmings. But once I started thinking about marrying you, I realized I didn't want to spend another minute without making a commitment to you. I love you and I want to be able to show the world how much.”

“I know Sheridan,” he agreed, but I would like to get married in the church as well. It may sound silly to you, but marriage is a sacrament and it is one sacrament I will cherish more than all the others as long as it's with you. I want you to be my wife in the eyes of God as well as in the eyes of the state.”

“I wish all the people I had to draw blood from were this happy about it,” the man grinned. Sheridan showed her ID to the man who needed proof of who she was since this was a legal test. Luis pulled Catherine off to the side while Sheridan was occupied.

“Catherine, you're the one responsible for all of this,” Luis said. “When you told me you'd be happy to have me as your son-in-law one day, you got me thinking. Why hadn't I thought of marriage before? The more I thought about it, the more I realized there was absolutely no reason to wait. I love your daughter more than I knew it was possible to love someone. I've only had one other serious relationship in my life and we used to talk about marriage all the time. At the time I honestly thought I was in love with her. I broke things off when I needed to focus my attention on my family. I used the excuse I couldn't totally commit to someone until my family was stable. I didn't know it at the time, but the truth is I wasn't really in love with her. I don't think I even came to that conclusion until I met Sheridan.”

“Thank you Catherine. And you have once again proven me wrong. At one time I was convinced that ALL the Cranes were evil. Sheridan was the first to prove me wrong, though it did take awhile for me to get over my prejudice. You are one of the loveliest people I have ever met and I can't imagine having a nicer mother-in-law.”

“Thank you Luis,” Catherine said graciously, “but remember I am only a Crane by marriage. Not for long either. As soon as we return to Harmony I plan on filing for divorce as well as a few other charges. I no longer fear Alistair. Somehow with the support of you, Sheridan and Peter I feel invincible. As selfish as this may sound, I also want revenge. I want Alistair to pay for what he's done to me and Sheridan... and to Julian as well.”

Peter grabbed his Captain's hat and winked at his passengers. “OK everyone. Let's shove off!” Peter raised the anchor and Luis helped him untie the boat. Within a short time the small yacht was cruising up the Gulf of Mexico on it's way towards St. Pete to meet with Luis and Sheridan's loved ones. So far this was the happiest day of their lives and it had only just begun.

“Sheridan,” Luis said seriously, “There is no way I would EVER even consider doing anything like you are suggesting married or not. The only woman I want is you. I haven't even looked at another woman since I first met you.”

Luis leaned in and kissed her waiting lips lightly. He had intended on pulling back immediately, but the feel of her sweet lips against his own made that impossible. He continued kissing her in gentle lingering kisses. Sheridan was responding to his advances eagerly. They were both disappointed when they heard someone clearing their throat.

“Am I ever!” Sheridan answered excitedly. “Let's go!” With that Sheridan and Catherine left the yacht and found their awaiting limo. Since neither one knew the area well, they appealed to their driver to take them to the best woman's boutique he knew. Both woman were giddy with excitement.

“In a few minutes we'll be descended upon by some caterers and party decorators who will set up a small but absolutely eloquent feast for your wedding. Just because this is spur of the moment doesn't mean it can't be done right,” Peter smiled.

“Peter, I really appreciate everything you've done for us, more than you know. You have gone out of your way to not only find Sheridan's mother, but to keep her away from Alistair. I feel as if we are taking advantage of your kindness and generosity.”

Peter grinned. “Luis, I do nothing I don't want to do. I think you would know that about me by now. I am doing this because I want to do it. I've grown quite fond of you and Sheridan over the past few days. I'd like to think of you as friends.”

“I've told you before, you have helped me out in ways money can't buy. My life has changed since I've met you, for the good. I just want to help you enjoy the most special day of your life. I know you want a big church wedding at a later date and I understand completely. But today will be the day you will celebrate in years to come. I want to help make it as special as possible.”

“What do you think Mother?” Sheridan asked as she strolled out of the dressing room modeling the stunning ivory silk sequined dress that fell just above her knees. The scooped neckline fell perfectly and the dress was completely backless. The dress was definitely sexy, but by no means overboard.

Jeannie turned from the dresses she was sorting and her mouth dropped when she saw Sheridan in the dress. “Oh my! Miss Crane you look absolutely breathtaking! “ Jeannie said enthusiastically. “Looking like that, you'll have your pick of any man at the party you're going to tonight.”

“We'll take it,” Catherine said. She then helped Sheridan pick out a pair of shoes and a matching purse when she glanced at her watch and realized it was after five. “Go get changed Sheridan. We need to get back to greet out guests.”

Catherine smiled. “Sheridan I appreciate your concern, but I'm not worried. I will have confronted Alistair long before that bill comes to his attention. He doesn't scare me anymore. In a way, I'd like to see him find his way to this wedding. After the ceremony of course. I want to confront him in front of witnesses. I want to see him worm his way out of this one.”

Luis was eyeing the newly transformed cabin with appreciation. The caterers had done an exquisite job in setting up the buffet. Luis was impressed with the array of fresh seafood, much of which had been flown in from Maine. His first instinct was to sample some of the food, but he realized his stomach was a mass of butterflies right now. He laughed to himself wondering why he was nervous when he realized he wasn't nervous about getting married, he was nervous something might stop him from getting married.

“Ethan look,” Luis said defensively, “I don't want to get into a debate with you over this. I invited you as a courtesy to Sheridan. You are the closest family she's had most of her life and we thought you should be here.”

“I'll tell you what he said Ethan,” Sheridan said as she gracefully entered the room. “Nothing. He never explained himself and I never asked him to. You have no idea what Luis and I have been through in the last few months. No idea whatsoever and I don't have time to explain it to you now. All you need to know is whatever I thought I saw or heard that night must have been someone or something else. There is no way Luis would ever do anything to hurt me. I trust him completely with my heart, soul and mind.”

Sheridan smiled. “We'll see Ethan. I want you to tell me that again and believe it after we're married tonight. Until then I don't want to hear another negative word. Can`t you just be happy for me? I`ve never been happier in my life than I am right now.”

Luis had hardly been listening to what Sheridan was saying. He was totally blown away by her beauty tonight. Sheridan who was done with her tirade, now felt his eyes burning a hole in her new dress. “Ethan's right Sheridan, you look absolutely gorgeous.”

The boat began slowing and finally came to a stop. Peter dropped anchor and then returned to his guests. “Luis, why don't you take everyone out to the front deck. I just need to get my book and I'll be right there.” His smile was filled with excitement as he headed towards his cabin. Luis led the others out to the deck.

“Mama, you and Ethan can have a seat right over there,” he said pointing to two captain's chairs that had been placed specifically for them. “Sam, you stand over here next to me.” Sam obeyed and took his place next to Luis. “Sheridan are you ready for this?” Luis' eyes were dancing with anticipation. Never had Sheridan seen him this contented.

A minute later it all became clear. Peter approached with a very beautiful blonde on his arm. He led her to Sheridan's side where the two women embraced. Sam shook his head and smiled. Luis caught his stare and laughed with him. Pilar stared at her in disbelief. Tears filled her eyes and she held her hand to her mouth. “Dios Mio!” she exclaimed through her tears of happiness. Catherine saw Pilar and grinned. Pilar felt the tears streak down her face. “I don't believe it!” she exclaimed overjoyed.

Ethan stared at the woman. There was something familiar about her, yet he couldn't place it. He felt as if he should know her, yet he didn't. He was surprised at the way Sheridan was responding to her. She couldn't possibly have known her very long, could she? Ethan then looked at Pilar and saw she too recognized her. “Pilar, who is that woman with Sheridan? She looks familiar somehow, yet I don't believe I've ever met her.”

Ethan stared at Pilar in complete shock. His mouth hung open, unable to speak. He turned back to look at Catherine and she smiled at him. The smile was so familiar, as if he'd seen it in a dream. He still hadn't grasped the significance of the situation.

Peter took his place in front of Luis and Sheridan and held his book in front of him. Everyone focused their attention on Peter, though Ethan was still in shock. Peter began to read from his book, glancing at Luis and Sheridan between words.

“Luis, will you have this woman as your lawful wedded wife, to live together in the estate of matrimony? Will you love her, honor her, comfort her, and keep her in sickness and in health; forsaking all others, be true to her as long as you both shall live?”

“Sheridan, will you have this man as your lawful wedded husband, to live together in the estate of matrimony? Will you love him, honor him, comfort him, and keep him in sickness and in health; forsaking all others, be true to him as long as you both shall live?”

“I will,” Sheridan answered. The love in her heart was overflowing at this point. She couldn't pull her gaze away from Luis. Neither of them had ever felt such love for each other as they did at this moment. Pilar was in tears, as was Catherine. Sam stood there smiling. He knew how crazy Luis was about Sheridan and he was happy for his friend. Ethan was still adjusting to the fact that Sheridan's mother was standing next to her.

“I Luis, take Sheridan as my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.” Luis never took his eyes off Sheridan as he slipped the platinum band on her finger. She could almost feel the words as he said them.

“I Sheridan, take Luis as my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.” She gently placed the ring on Luis' third finger. Sheridan too was choked with emotion as she repeated the words.

Luis beamed at Sheridan. “Sheridan, a little over a year ago you came crashing into my life and it hasn't been the same since. Though it may not have seemed so at first, my thoughts were consumed with you. It took me until our trip to New Mexico to admit it to myself, but you were so different from the rest of your family. You and I have been through a lot together, more in the last few months than most people go through in a lifetime. We've had our share of ups and downs and our share of fights.” There was laughter heard from Sam, Pilar and Ethan. Sheridan's smile grew as well, and Luis was finding it difficult not to laugh himself. “Despite all that, we managed to work through it all. I feel closer to you and more in love with you than I ever imagined possible. I always dreamed what it would be like to find the perfect partner, but the way I feel about you exceeds my wildest expectations. I love you Sheridan, with my entire heart, mind, body and soul. I will love you for all time.”

Sheridan fought back tears. It was now her turn to speak. “Luis, meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me in my life, though I didn't realize it at the time. Even though I acted like a total jerk when we first met, there was something about you I couldn't get out of my head. I soon learned under that rough and tough facade, you were the most kind, compassionate, caring, loving person I ever met. You showed me that there are good people in this world. You believed in me when I didn't believe in myself and you taught me to trust. Luis, I think I've loved you since the first time I met you, but all the adventures we've taken, all the time we've spent together have deepened our bond to a point where it can never be broken. I have never experienced so much love in my life as I have since I've met you. You are my best friend, my confidante, my hero and my soul mate. My love for you will continue to grow for all of eternity.”

“For as much as Luis and Sheridan have consented together in wedlock, and have witnessed the same before this company of friends and family, and have given and pledged their promises to each other, and have declared the same by giving and receiving a ring, and by joining hands.”

Sam, Catherine, Pilar, Peter and Ethan spent the next few minutes congratulating Luis and Sheridan on their marriage. Sam and Pilar both brought cameras and spent some time taking photos of Luis and Sheridan. The sun had nearly finished setting when Peter suggested they all go inside and enjoy the buffet that was waiting for them.

“Ethan, I am sure Catherine will explain everything to you soon,” Pilar answered. “It's a miracle if you ask me, that she is here. Sheridan has grieved her death all these years and I am very happy for her she has her mother back.”

Luis and Sheridan were beaming as they mingled with their guests. Both were absolutely overjoyed in their new state of bliss. It was the best decision either of them had ever made and they were enjoying every minute as husband and wife so far. Catherine was thrilled for both of them. In two days time she'd gone from the most miserable existence one could imagine to being happier than she could ever remember.

“Mother,” Sheridan said as she followed her mother in the buffet line, “I think after we eat we'll need to explain your presence to everyone. Sam and Pilar were at least aware of your letters, but this whole thing has caught Ethan totally off guard. He looks totally lost and confused. I also know he still thinks that Julian and Alistair are good men.”

Catherine thought carefully as she filled her plate with lobster claws and fresh salad. “I don't know Sheridan. I know Julian did everything he could to please Alistair, but I believed he loved me very much. Whenever I would warn him about his father, he would try and assure me he could handle it. He never gave me any indication he would go along with Alistair in covering up my death.”

“Well, if it helps any, Julian never gave me any indication you were alive. Neither did Alistair though, but Julian does harbor more guilt than Alistair does. Julian is not as all powered evil as he wants people to think. He does have weak moments.”

Everything on the buffet was absolutely delicious. The small crowd ate and drank champagne as they celebrated Luis and Sheridan's union. Even Ethan seemed to have lightened up and was enjoying himself. He could no longer deny the love between his aunt and Luis as he watched them throughout the evening. He started to realize that Sheridan might have been right after all. No man that looked at a woman with such love could possibly be out to hurt her. He himself had never seen Luis treat Sheridan in any manner other than with respect. He knew all Sheridan ever wanted was a man that loved her for her and not her family's power or money. He chuckled when he fully realized Luis was indeed that man.

Peter put on some appropriate music and everyone insisted the happy couple dance. Everyone joined in at some point, Pilar dancing with Ethan, Peter dancing with Catherine and Sam also shared a dance with Catherine. When the festivities seemed to be winding down, Catherine, Luis and Sheridan decided it was time to explain to everyone what had happened.

Once everyone was comfortably seated Luis raised his glass in a toast. “I know all of you at one point have heard me say I hate the Crane Family” Luis grinned sheepishly, “though I always clarified that by saying except Sheridan.” He winked at his wife. “Tonight I want to amend that statement even further. “I only hate Alistair and Julian Crane!”

Sam laughed out loud while Catherine, Pilar and Sheridan grinned at him. Even Ethan cracked a slight smile. Peter was amused by the whole situation and just listened. “Ethan, I must admit you are nothing like your father or grandfather and I hope it remains so. Though I still don't know how I'd react if I found out you were involved with my kid sister!” Luis was so involved with his speech he didn't even notice his mother or Ethan's faces fall at the mention of Theresa. “Anyway, tonight I want to welcome another Crane into our lives. I never thought I'd be happy to meet another Crane, but I feel blessed to have met Catherine. Welcome home Catherine,” he said with emotion. “I am honored to be able to call you my mother-in-law.”

Catherine smiled joyfully as she stood to embrace her new son-in-law. Everyone applauded Luis' toast. Sheridan was literally ecstatic. “Thank you so much Luis,” Catherine said in a choked up whisper. “I am very happy to not only have my daughter back, but now I have a new son, as well. I couldn't ask for a better man as a son-in-law. Pilar, you've raised a fine man here.”

Pilar's face positively glowed. She was very proud of her son and was pleased others saw what she did. She was also beginning to really believe this was a match made in heaven. She knew how much Luis and Sheridan loved each other, but feared Alistair's wrath. Now it seemed they had a fighting chance. Somehow Luis and Sheridan had managed to uncover one of Alistair Crane's most closely guarded secrets. Who knew what else would come of this?

“For Ethan's benefit we're going to start at the beginning,” Sheridan explained. “It's rather a long and complicated story, so I suggest everyone get comfortable.” Peter refilled everyone's glasses and Luis began the twisted tale beginning with finding George's diary on the island. Sheridan retrieved the diary and letters from her room and read passages from them. She and Luis explained about Luis' gunshot wound to Ethan to help bridge the gap, as well as explain the continued bond they developed.

Ethan was totally captivated by the entire story, as were Sam and Pilar when they heard what happened as the search for Catherine began in earnest. All were shocked to find out that Alistair had been holding Catherine prisoner for over twenty years on the island of Aruba. They were also appalled to learn he had recently married another woman.

Now it was Catherine's turn to speak. “Sam, I know you will understand part of what I am about to say, as will you Ethan. I'm sure Pilar will as well, since she has been working in that household for years.” Catherine took a deep breath and began her story. She started by explaining what kind of a life she'd led all the years she was married to Alistair and how she'd been tricked into marrying him. Sam closed his eyes briefly as he remembered how the love of his life had been stolen from him. Listening to Catherine explain her side made him feel that much more sympathy for Ivy.

Catherine told of Julian's change when he came home from college. Psychiatrists had been brought in to brainwash Julian into Alistair's way of thinking, when he didn't come around as quickly as Alistair had planned. Ethan felt a wave of fear flow through him. He knew Alistair was grooming him to take over the Crane Empire. Would he do the same to Ethan he did to his Julian?

Next came her fear for her beloved Sheridan. Catherine explained she had gone into a depression shortly after Sheridan was born. It had nothing to do with giving birth to her, in fact Sheridan's birth had been the most wonderful experience of her life. She loved her daughter with all her heart. It was Alistair's treatment of her son that had her depressed. Alistair had told everyone Sheridan's birth weakened her. He made up the story that she'd lost a lot of blood, which was the cause of her weakness.

“For the years following Sheridan's birth, I pretty much kept to myself,” Catherine described. “I spent time with Sheridan and that was pretty much it. Pilar used to bring Luis with her when she'd visit me in my room. We used to watch Sheridan and Luis play together and were totally fascinated by them. Even as babies those two had a connection that couldn't be explained.” Catherine smiled at the memory. Luis and Sheridan grinned at each other and Ethan was stunned to be learning all of this.

Catherine's expression darkened. “One day I overheard Alistair on the phone. Sheridan was all of four at the time. Alistair was making plans to sell Sheridan to the highest bidder. I know that sounds rather ominous, but basically that's what he was doing. He contacted all the important people he knew with sons near Sheridan's age. He offered each of them Sheridan as a bride for their son's which of course would supply them access to the Crane name and fortune. This “offer” was not without a price however” Catherine spat bitterly. “Alistair was keeping a balance sheet. He literally put a price tag on Sheridan's worth and was determined to get the most for his money. I was outraged when I saw the sheet. He cared nothing about our daughter. All he cared about was what she was worth monetarily.”

Luis held Sheridan tightly as she was close to tears listening to this story. Catherine was going into much more detail than she had before and it was difficult to hear. Pilar, Sam and Peter listened to Catherine with sadness in their eyes. Sadness for Catherine, who had to endure the thought of her daughter being treated in such a manner and sadness for Sheridan, whose life was being destroyed before she even had a chance to live. Ethan was listening intently and what he heard was hitting a little too close to home. He had been promised to Gwen since he was a child. Granted he loved Gwen, but the more he heard Catherine talk about the way in which Alistair went about his business, the more he resented it.

“After that day,” Catherine continued “I made a decision I was leaving Alistair and taking Sheridan with me. I had some money of my own and I planned on taking Sheridan as far away from Harmony and her father as I could get. I couldn't bear to think of the life my daughter would end up living if she were forced to marry one of the men Alistair was picking out. I refused to allow my daughter to live the life I did. A life void of spousal love. A life when even the love for your children is taken from you when you see them turned into an evil clone of their father.” Catherine fought back the tears as she recollected the day she planned to leave.

“That is what I overheard him tell Julian, Mrs. Crane,” Pilar answered with equal anxiety. “Mrs. Crane are you sure you want to do this? Mr. Crane is a very powerful man and if he finds out about this there is no telling what he will do.”

“Pilar, don't you see I have to leave? If not for my sake then for Sheridan's? I can not stay here and allow him to destroy that precious child's life. She is so full of life, she had such a wonderful spirit. I will not stay here and watch Alistair destroy her as he did Julian. She is all I have left. Alistair has ruined my life and he won't ruin Sheridan's.”

“No one can be as evil as Alistair,” Catherine said angrily. “I know there will always be some part of me in Julian no matter what Alistair does to him. I only hope someday the real Julian shows himself again. I have to do this Pilar. I know it's a risk, but it's a risk I have to take.”

“Sheridan and I made it to the airport without incidence,” Catherine explained as she choked on her words. “We were waiting for our flight to Seattle when I heard a page overhead for security to come to gate 19. Since that was our gate I looked around to see what on earth was happening and saw nothing. The next thing I knew airport security grabbed me and whisked Sheridan away from me. I demanded to know what was happening, but they refused to answer. Instead they took me to a conference room and locked me in there. Sheridan had been taken to another room and they wouldn't let me see her.” Tears were now streaming down Catherine's cheeks. Sheridan and Pilar were also in tears as they listened to Catherine's emotional accounting of the events that took place.

Catherine suddenly feared what Alistair would say next. Alistair sensed this and fed off her fear. “I hope you enjoyed your little trip to the airport with your precious daughter Catherine,” Alistair said sarcastically. “You've seen your darling Sheridan for the last time.”

“Sheridan, dear” Alistair mocked, “I'm so sorry to have to tell you this but Mommy died this morning. You know she's been sick ever since you were born and I guess it was finally too much for her. She always said if she'd never had you she would never have been sick.”

Alistair's eyes were burning with hate right now. “Killing you would be too easy. I prefer to think of you suffering in another country wondering what has become of your precious daughter. Just whom will I sell her too? Maybe I'll sell her for cash? I understand there is a white slavery ring around somewhere that will pay big money for a blond haired blue eyed beauty like Sheridan. She'd be sure to raise quite a sum there.”

“Now that is something you will never know Catherine. I'll promise you this though. If I ever find out you've tried to escape? If I ever hear of you trying to come back to Harmony? I will take my wrath out on Sheridan. She will be the one to pay for your mistakes. Never take away Alistair Crane's property. It is a crime punishable by any means I see fit.”

“Until I saw Sheridan earlier this week that is,” Catherine managed to say through her tears. When Catherine was through with her story there wasn't a dry eye to be found. As moved as everyone was by this story including Sheridan, who took it particularly hard, none were as effected as Ethan. Ethan for all practical purposes had been living in a fantasy world. He believed the reason everyone hated the Cranes was because they were jealous of their money and position. Never did he dream his grandfather could be so cruel to anyone least of all his own wife and daughter.

“Oh my God!” Ethan said under his breath over and over. He looked at his grandmother through his tears and she was smiling at him. Ethan walked over to Catherine and embraced her. “I am so sorry this happened to you,” he said. “I used to say I was proud to be a Crane, but I'd give just about anything right now to find out I wasn't.”

All eyes focused on Pilar. “Sheridan took the news of your death very badly Catherine,” Pilar said. “From the time she was a baby, you took care of her completely. She never had a nanny like the other Crane children did. She began having nightmares the day you left. Alistair took her to several doctors and they all said the same thing. The emotional trauma of your death had scarred her, possibly for life. Alistair was furious. Word of this got out to his business acquaintances and they all withdrew their offers immediately. From that point on Alistair treated Sheridan little better than a servant. He rarely saw her and demanded the servants keep her nightmares to a dull roar. When her nightmares began to disrupt the household, Alistair had her sent to Paris to live. He hired more psychiatrists to treat her. She only was allowed home once during that time and when she had a nightmare upon returning, he sent her right back.”

“Mother, I don't want to think about that part of my life anymore” she said. “I have a new life now, with a husband that I adore and I have you back. What more could I ask for?” She smiled lovingly at her mother through her tears.

Catherine thought for a moment. “Sheridan asked me the same question earlier. I'm not sure Ethan, but I highly doubt it. Despite what I might say about Julian, I truly believed he loved me and I don't want to think he'd help Alistair cover up my disappearance.”

“No, I didn't tell Grandfather,” Ethan said anxiously. “Look, maybe Father didn't get the note yet?” Ethan suggested. “When I asked where he was, one of the maids told me he was on a business trip and she didn't know when he'd return. Since Grandfather disinherited him, he doesn't really have much business anymore so that must mean he's meeting one of the women he keeps on the side.”

“I don't know about that Grandmother,” Ethan said warily. “Sometimes he tells Grandfather to go to hell and other times he does everything he can to prove he's worthy to be named successor again. It's hard to tell which way he'll swing.”

“Ethan, you are so lucky this marriage has already happened,” Sheridan scolded, “Because if it hadn't and Julian came barging in here I don't know if I'd ever be able to forgive you.” Ethan smiled sadly at Sheridan while he waited for the phone to pick up. He was very grateful indeed the wedding had taken place before his father arrived.

“Mother please, I need your help. I left a note for Father on his desk and he mustn't see it. Please Mother, I made a grave error in judgment and should never have written it. If he reads that note he is certain to flip and he'll just cause misery for all concerned.”

“It's just a note telling him I was attending Sheridan and Luis' wedding. At the time I wrote it I felt he had the right to know, but now I realize I had no business telling him. That will be up to them when the time is right.”

“Yes you were Ethan,” Ivy reprimanded. “It's as obvious as the nose on your face how in love those two are. They have been for some time now. If it wasn't for your father and grandfather they would have been together along time ago.”

“What? Just because he took a bullet for you, you feel you owe him your life? Please Sheridan, be reasonable,” Julian implored. “You know Father will be very upset Sheridan. You don't want to disappoint Alistair do you?”

“Right!” Sheridan said with as much sarcasm as she could muster. “Look Julian, I'll make a deal with you,” Sheridan offered suddenly. “You say nothing to Father right now and I'll agree to hear you out. In person. You come to St. Pete and we'll talk.”

“True Luis, but he's also been put through a hell similar to mine. Alistair has done everything in his power to make Julian just like him, yet he's disinherited him. Why? Probably because there is still some good in him and it doesn't sit well with Father. Besides, we have an ace up our sleeve.”

“Mother!” Sheridan said. “How do you think Julian will react when he learns that our father faked her death? Somehow I don't believe he will be happy about it. If I'm right he'll be nearly as devastated as I was when I found out.”

“Not unless Sheridan can be determined incompetent,” Peter answered. “And don't worry about that. I may not be as wealthy and influential as the Cranes, but I do know how to deal with a guy like Julian. I will make sure he is properly escorted to the boat tomorrow and he will not be causing any trouble. Of that you can be assured.”

“All right you two,” Sheridan said sternly as she grabbed Luis` hand. “Enough is enough. I'd like to thank all of you for coming here tonight. But now I'd like to spend sometime with my new husband alone. I think we deserve at least a few hours of peace before my brother arrives.” The sarcasm in her voice was quite evident when she mentioned her brother.

“I wouldn't have missed this for the world Mijo,” Pilar smiled as she stroked his cheek. “All I've ever wanted for my children is to be happy. I know Sheridan makes you happy Luis, but please, just be careful? Even with Catherine's return, Alistair is still a threat to you, as well as Julian.”

“I know Mama, but so help me, Julian and Alistair Crane will not interfere in my life anymore. Sheridan is my wife now and I will not let them ruin our happiness. Alistair caused Sheridan so much pain in the past and it all stops now. I won`t let him or Julian hurt her anymore. She's happy Mama. Truly happy for the first time she can remember and so am I.”

“Believe me I know Mama. Sheridan knows that and I believe Ethan now knows it as well. I need to talk to Sam and Peter tomorrow. We need to formulate a plan soon to make sure Alistair pays for what he's done. That man is pure evil Mama. I thought Julian was bad, but after what I've heard the last few days, he's a pussycat in comparison to his father.”

“Look at this!” Luis grinned when he surveyed the room. “It looks like our fairy Godfather Peter has been here,” Luis joked. On the small table next to the bed were a silver champagne bucket and two glasses. The bed had been turned down and there were rose petals scattered on the sheets as well as on the floor around the bed. There were also two small boxes with huge ribbons on them sitting on the edge of the bed.

Sheridan nodded slightly and quietly sat on the edge of the bed and picked up one of the boxes. She gently untied the ribbon and lifted the lid of the box. She pushed the tissue paper aside and grinned when she pulled out a pair of black satin boxers with tiny red hearts. She held up the boxers for Luis to see. “I think these are for you Luis.”

Luis laughed while his cheeks turned the color of the hearts on the shorts. “Well then I guess I get to open the other box!” Luis grabbed the box before Sheridan had a chance to. He winked at her while he carefully opened the other box. His mouth turned upward into a huge grin as he pulled out a white satin chemise. “Oh la la !” Luis exclaimed with a wicked smile.

“I'll go get dressed in the bathroom,” Sheridan smiled, but when she turned around the smile faded from her face. The events of the last few hours were really beginning to take a toll on her. While in the bathroom Sheridan couldn't help but wonder what Julian was planning to do tomorrow? It had been months since she'd actually spoken to Julian. Ethan either for that matter. The last conversations she'd had with anyone from her family they were all trying to convince her Luis was using her. She knew whatever had happened that night had been a terrible misunderstanding, possibly even orchestrated by her own family.

As Sheridan changed into her chemise, random thoughts cluttered her head. She tried to shake them off, but was unable to. She'd been living in a paradise for the last few months. Granted she'd been nearly killed numerous times, bitten by a rattlesnake and almost watched Luis die, but her family had not been involved. Now she was being jolted back into reality as she looked forward to confronting Julian in the morning. She looked in the mirror and saw a few tears falling down her cheeks and tried to fight them back, but it was no use. Sheridan's mind began racing. `What if Julian was involved in Mother's disappearance? Oh God, there is no way I can lose her again! What if he calls Alistair and he shows up too? What if they find a way to have my marriage annulled? If my father would fake my own mother's death, his own wife, then what might he do to Luis? He hates Luis! He might make him disappear!'

Sheridan sank to the floor. She held her head in her hands as the tears continued to escape her eyes. “The two people I love most in this world and they are both threats to my family. This can't be happening! God please, I can't lose them!” She whispered to herself.

Luis who had been undressed for awhile now patiently waited for Sheridan to return from the bathroom. Smiling to himself he popped the cork from the champagne bottle and poured two glasses. He rearranged the glasses a few times and soon began wondering what was keeping Sheridan. “She should have been out long before this” he muttered to himself. He then walked over to the bathroom door and gently knocked. “Sheridan?”

“Sheridan, I want you to listen to me and listen to me very carefully,” Luis said confidently. He held her chin in his hand and forced her to look into his eyes. “I don't ever want to hear you say that again, do you understand? I love you more than anything Sheridan and I know you love me. We were meant to be together Sheridan and no one, I repeat NO ONE will interfere in our marriage, Not Ethan, not Julian and especially not Alistair.”

Sheridan laughed slightly. She loved the idea that she was now Luis' family, but she also knew how over protective he could be where they were concerned. “Does this mean you'll send me away to a convent if I get out of line?”

“Don't worry about it,” he smiled as he helped Sheridan stand up. “You've have good reason to worry, but just know I won't let your father or anyone else for that matter ever hurt you again. I won't let them hurt your mother either, Sheridan. She deserves all the happiness in the world and I intend to see both of you get what you deserve.”

“Luis, I know I just had a breakdown in there a few minutes ago. It was just a temporary lapse because I've been avoiding all of the problems with my family for so long and they all seemed to come back at me at once. I have complete faith in us and our ability to overcome anything. Look what we've already overcome to be together?”

“You can say that again!” Sheridan laughed. She wrapped her arms around Luis' neck and gave him a light kiss on the lips. “If you want to wait Luis, I'm fine with it, but just know I'm ready whenever you are. I love you and nothing will ever change that.”

“Well,” Luis said with an impish grin. “I say we let nature take its course. Whenever it happens it happens.” Luis took the pills from Sheridan and dropped them in the wastebasket. We won't push the issue, but we won't prevent it from happening either.”

“Oh definitely,” she agreed readily. She gently raked her fingers over the tight muscles of Luis' back sending shivers through his spine. “We need to do it over and over and over...” Sheridan was interrupted when Luis' mouth found hers and pulled her into a sizzling kiss.

Sheridan awoke with a smile on her face in the arms of the man she loves. She kissed the hardened muscles of his chest as she slowly returned to consciousness. The feel of his muscular physique was too much for her to pass up at the moment.

A slow grin began to appear on Luis' face, otherwise he remained perfectly still. Sheridan spotted his facial expression out of the corner of her eye and decided to play with him a little. She wanted to see just how long he could last without reacting to her advances.

As her kisses continued in a slow deliberate fashion on his contoured body, Sheridan could feel his heart rate begin to speed up. She slid her hand down his chest to his thigh and caressed each muscle group along the way. When her kisses began to explore further than his chest, Luis suddenly sprang to life and flipped her over so that he was on top. He was laughing, but his eyes were ablaze with desire. “I hope you plan on waking me up like this every morning Sheridan,” Luis grinned seductively. He began trailing slow sensual kisses in the same places she did to him, causing her to moan with delight.

“If this is the response I'll get I think I just may,” she groaned. Feeling the need to kiss him, Sheridan pulled Luis' head up and found his lips. Their kiss was filled with an insatiable hunger for each other. Their need for each other was so great, no one would have ever guessed they'd made love most of the night. It took several loud knocks on the door before either of them realized they were being beckoned.

Luis opened the door to find Peter standing there with an impish grin on his face. “Ahem, I'm sorry if I disturbed you lovebirds, but I thought I should warn you that the Crane Jet just landed in Venice and Julian should be here within the hour. I have a few things I'd like to discuss with everyone before he gets here.”

Luis turned several shades darker and laughed nervously. “Don't worry about it Luis. Everyone here has been there, except maybe Ethan and I don't think he has a clue. We'll talk as soon as you and Sheridan are ready.” Peter winked and disappeared from sight.

“Good Morning everyone,” she said joyfully as she walked up to her husband and kissed him firmly on the lips. Luis couldn't help but laugh. She acted as if she hadn't seen him in hours at least and it had only been a matter of minutes. She then walked over to her mother and embraced her. “So is everyone ready for Big Brother to arrive? I for one am looking forward to it immensely."

“Ethan I feel great this morning. Better than I have in ages,” she said happily. “Today I will finally get to turn the tables on Julian for the first time. I'm the one with the ace up my sleeve and I can't wait to use it.”

“I made some phone calls last night and found out a few things. I think we all need to be prepared for what's coming down the pike. “Catherine, you'll be pleased to know your guards are still scrambling to find you. They are presently still turning the island of Aruba upside down.”

“No” Peter smiled. “It seems they are petrified of Alistair Crane. Several of the guards have already quit and left the island. Some are contemplating hiring a double to take your place in case Alistair comes to visit.”

“Alistair Crane only visited the compound once to my knowledge and that was at least fifteen years ago. He didn't even come to see me. He had other business there. I told you last night, I haven't seen him since the day he forced me to leave Harmony.”

“Calm down Sheridan,” Peter said in a soothing fashion. “Your reaction is exactly why he didn't tell anyone. I have a feeling he has no plans to ever tell any of you. You'd likely find out upon his death. There is every possibility this girl knows nothing of his family as well. None of it matters right now anyway, as his marriage isn't legal. Under the law, Alistair is still married to Catherine.”

“All in good time Catherine,” Peter smiled. “Right now Alistair has no idea you are not at the compound in Aruba. He has no idea all of us know you are alive and unless Julian called him last night, he has no idea Sheridan and Luis are married. This is the way it should stay for now. We need to let Alistair stay in the dark for as long as possible. If we are to get to him, we're going to need to blindside him.”

“That's a very good question Pilar, and no I don't. Sheridan and Luis will be the only ones visible when Julian gets here. I will leave it up to their discretion when the rest of us should join them. If we are correct in our assumptions, Julian knows nothing about his mother, therefore it is going to be a major shock to him, as well as an advantage to us.” Peter's cell phone rang. He quickly answered it and was off it in only a few seconds. “All right everyone, Julian's car just pulled up at the docks. I suggest we all disappear and take our cups and glasses with us.”

Luis grinned. “I like that idea, Sheridan.” Luis leaned in and softly captured Sheridan's lips with his own. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. Sheridan responded frantically to Luis' kiss. Her intention was to give Julian a show, but she forgot how easily she could get caught up in the moment. Once her lips met with Luis in the manner she chose, she was completely lost. Her kissing Luis was no longer about annoying Julian, but about satisfying her need to love her husband. It didn't matter how much time she spent alone with Luis, it was never enough. One look from him sent her into overdrive and right now he was sending her to another dimension.

“Oh, poor dear sweet naïve Sheridan. Once again, your poor choices in men has led you to near disaster, but I can help you.” Julian reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. “All you have to do is sign this paper and your farce of a marriage will be over. Poof! Gone, it never happened.” Julian glared hatefully at Luis.

Sheridan tore the paper into a million pieces and threw them in Julian's face. “Julian, you don't seem to get it, do you?” Sheridan screamed. “I LOVE Luis! He is my husband and there is nothing you can say or do to change that fact.”

“All right Sheridan, if that's how you want to play, you leave me no choice. Julian turned to Luis and smiled evilly. “We had a deal Officer. I finally see your word means nothing. You leave me no choice. I'm having those kidnapping charges reinstated.” Julian pulls his cell phone out and begins to dial a number.

Peter held his finger to his lips, hushing Ethan. “Just listen,” he mouthed. Pilar and Sam listened, knowing all to well what Julian was trying to do and Catherine was crushed Julian had become so cold hearted. She knew Alistair had turned him, but hearing how low he had become for herself was difficult.

“Go for it Julian,” Luis goaded. “A word to the wise though before you make a total fool of yourself. The FBI knows all about those charges. I don't know if you remember hearing this or not, but my taking Sheridan from Paris the way I did, is one of the reasons they hired me to be her bodyguard. There is no way those charges will stick.”

Pilar's face was now showing anger. She so wanted to lash out at Julian, but was unable to at the moment. Sam placed his hands on her shoulders in a reassuring fashion. He'd heard these accusations before from Julian. He knew they were ridiculous when he heard them the first time and they still were.

“Is that right?” Julian said with a superior grin. “Then what would you call this? Honeymooning on a yacht? I guess I need to do to become more involved in the police department budget. I didn't realize street cops made enough money to enjoy yachting as a regular activity.”

“Fine Sheridan,” Julian stared angrily. “You won't listen to reason, so how about this. Father will be most displeased. Most displeased. If you decide to go ahead with this, this charade of a marriage, then I am sure Father will cut you off without a penny.”

“You can't be serious Sheridan? How long do you think you will last living in a two room roach infested `love nest', saving your pennies for months just so you can go out for an abysmal dinner at The Lobster SHACK,” Julian's emphasis on the word shack contorted his entire face.

“Ah yes, Father” Julian said as he planned his next move. “Just what do you think Father will have to say about all of this when I tell him Sheridan? Do you really believe he will allow you to stay in this marriage? The answer is NO! You may not want to listen to me Sheridan, but I know you'll listen to Father.”

“Father!” Sheridan scoffed. “The almighty Alistair Crane! What does he really care if I chose to live my life with Luis? If he cuts me off then he won't have to worry about Luis getting his hands on his precious money, now will he?”

“Actually no Julian,” Sheridan said heatedly. “I think for some reason Father is afraid of Luis. I don't really think this has anything to do with different classes or even Father thinking Luis is using me. I think Father fears Luis will find something out that will be damaging to his all-powerful empire.”

“Really Julian?” Sheridan asked with feigned concern. “Then please explain to me, why he never once interfered in all those horrible relationships I had in the past. Never once did he try to stop me from making a mistake with men who were REALLY using me. Where was Father when Jean-Luc planned on marrying me to get his hands on my money? Had I not caught him with his girlfriend the night before I was supposed to marry him it would have happened. Where was Father then, Julian?”

“That's just the point Sheridan dear,” Julian smiled. “Father doesn't want you to make the same mistakes again. He knows you have horrible taste in choosing men and he is only trying to save you more pain like you had with Jean-Luc. “Father loves you Sheridan and is concerned for your happiness.”

Julian froze in place. All color drained from his face. `That voice! I know that voice! But it's impossible? It can't be!' Julian shook his head as if trying to shake off a bad dream. He put his hand to his ear and rubbed it hard. He laughed nervously, still not looking towards the spot where Catherine stood. He saw the smirks on both Sheridan and Luis' faces and decided this was some sort of sick joke. He wasn't playing their game though. “Luis, what is it you really want?” Julian asked ignoring what he'd just heard.

Again Julian stood motionless. “This isn't happening,” he said out loud this time. “This is impossible. It can't be.” Slowly Julian turned his head to where the voice was coming from. He gasped loudly at what he saw. There standing, looking the picture of health was Catherine Sheridan Crane, looking almost as she did the last time he saw her twenty-three years earlier. His face now pasty white, Julian couldn't speak. He just stared at the figure smiling at him, trying to figure out why he was seeing an apparition of his mother. He glanced back at Sheridan and Luis and saw the looks on their faces. He knew from the looks, what he was seeing was real, but how could it be? His mother had died years ago.

“Mother?” Julian whispered in fear. Fear that she would disappear as he said the word. “Is that really you?” Julian's usually authoritative and demeaning tone was quite different now. It was almost childlike. Filled with love and innocence.

“Yes Julian,” Catherine said softly. “It's really me.” As much as Catherine detested what Julian had done with his life, there was still love in her eyes for her only son. Love that would transcend everything. She could still picture the young boy she had raised. Still felt all the love she had for her child. No matter what, he was her son too. “You used to greet me in a more amorous fashion than this Julian,” Catherine remarked.

Luis was shocked to see tears in Julian's eyes. He'd never once seen Julian act as anything but a raging bull. This was definitely a side of him he didn't know existed. Slowly Julian walked over to where his mother stood. His gaze never left her face, the smile on his own growing as the realization that this was not a dream continued to sink in. The tears now streamed down his face as he embraced his mother tightly. The sweet scent of her perfume brought memories of a happier time flooding back to him. This was his mother. No one else in the world ever smelled this sweet. He inhaled her scent and began sobbing, burying his head in her neck.

Catherine smiled happily, tears of joy in her eyes as well as she held her son in her arms. “It's all right Julian,” Catherine said gently as she patted her back as she'd done many times when he was a child. “I'm really here and I have no plans on leaving anytime soon.”

Julian had forgotten the reason he was there. He forgot Luis and Sheridan even existed at the moment and paid no attention as Peter brought the others back into the main cabin. Sam was stunned by Julian's behavior as was Pilar. Never had either of them seen Julian Crane brought to his knees and that was exactly what they were witnessing.

After a few more moments of Julian's emotional reunion with his mother, he finally managed to come to his senses enough to ask the obvious question. “Mother, what happened? Father told us all you were dead? I went to your funeral! I stayed there and watched as they placed your coffin in the ground. I grieved for you.”

“All of what? What happened?” Julian was now aware there were others in the room, but he could care less. The shock of his mother's presence was still present. He also needed the answers to his questions now and really didn't care who was in the room.

“Julian, why don't you sit down dear,” Catherine suggested as she led him by the hand to a chair. She sat down in the chair next to him. “Julian, I know this is going to be hard on you. It will be difficult for you to believe, but so help me God, it's the truth. Alistair faked my death and sent me away. He's kept me prisoner on a compound in Aruba for all of these years.”

Julian sat there and allowed the information to sink in. He knew Alistair Crane was capable of anything, but this? Why? Why would Alistair send his wife away? Why would he hurt his children in this manner? “Mother are you sure?” Julian asked.

“Julian, this is very complicated. But the simplified version is I felt Sheridan needed to get away from Alistair. I hated what he'd done to you and I refused to allow him to ruin Sheridan as well. He'd planned to sell her to the highest bidder. Alistair had no use for Sheridan except in a financial sense.”

“Julian, I want you to think for a few minutes. I want you to think long and hard about what you know Alistair Crane capable of. Think about all the dirty dealings you have helped him with over the years. Think about all the lives you have helped him destroy, all the people whose lives have been made miserable.”

Julian was slumping lower in his chair with each question his mother threw at him. Catherine knew she was getting to him and continued. “You came barreling in here today on your high horse about Sheridan and Luis getting married. Do you honestly believe Luis is using your sister? Julian, I am a very good judge of character and I see nothing but two young people very much in love. Why are you so dead set against their marriage? Why does Alistair want them apart so badly? Do you really believe what you are saying? Or is it a cover story for something else? Julian, you know the way Alistair operates. Once you think about it, you'll know my story is true.”

Julian knew everything his mother said was true. Alistair cared nothing about people, only about the Crane Empire. So why wouldn't he do this to his own wife? Julian thought back to Catherine's death and funeral. He'd been stunned when Alistair reported her death and the cause of it. Julian had seen her only the day before and she seemed better to him than she had in along time. Alistair also seemed not to grieve at all. As a matter of fact, he'd not even shown up for the funeral. He told Julian he had an important merger scheduled months in advance for that morning and couldn't miss it. Julian had been surprised at the time, but never thought more about it after that day.

Julian once again looked into his mother's sad eyes. Feelings of remorse took over his entire being as tears once again fell from his face. The look of disappointment in her eyes was unbearable. Despite what anyone might think of him, he loved his mother dearly. Catherine had shown him all the love and compassion any mother could ever show a child. Certainly he wanted to please his father, but he always had his mother there to keep him from becoming totally ruthless like Alistair. That is until she died. Something in Julian died that day as well. He no longer had the unconditional love of his mother. The loss of this love caused him to become a very bitter and angry man who cared about nothing but getting what he wanted. He desperately needed his mother's love and when he was no longer able to get it, Julian concentrated all of his efforts into pleasing his father, but no matter what he did for him it was never enough. Never good enough. Alistair always wanted more.

“You have your sister and Luis to thank for that Julian,” Catherine said with a sly look. Catherine then began to tell Julian the long story of how Sheridan and Luis came into possession of the letters and their chance meeting with Peter which set everything into motion. Julian listened carefully to every word Catherine said. He'd never felt so overwhelmed by anything he'd heard or done in his life as he felt at this moment. Julian was suddenly ashamed by his part in destroying all the lives he had. He now knew first hand what it felt like to be on the receiving end of his father's wrath and it was a feeling he didn't like, not at all. Suddenly he felt an overwhelming desire to make his father pay for what he'd done to his mother. When Catherine finished speaking Julian remained silent for a few moments. He felt all eyes peering at him and it made him uncomfortable. The people in this room were the very people he'd helped Alistair try to destroy. His sister, Sam Bennett, Luis, Pilar... Only Ethan remained unscathed, or did he? He was helping Alistair make sure Ethan married Gwen Hotchkiss for the good of the families.

Julian looked into his mother's pleading eyes. All he could think of was how his father robbed him of his mother's love for all these years. “Yes Mother,” Julian said vengefully. “I'll help you make sure Alistair never does this again.”

Luis couldn't believe his ears. He thought he'd heard Julian Crane just agree to help take down Alistair, his own father, but surely he must be hearing things. He glanced at Sheridan who was in almost as much shock as he was and then at Sam who was in more shock. Was it possible that Julian actually loved his mother that much that he would avenge her? Avenge her against the man he feared most? The man who could destroy him with a single gesture?

Luis' mind began racing. `If Julian is willing to take down Alistair then maybe he is willing to help solve some old mysteries.' Luis turned towards Sam again, desperate to get his attention. Sam finally turned towards Luis again and nodded.

“I think you need to spend some time with your family Sheridan,” Luis said quietly. We'll just be right outside.” Luis kissed Sheridan gently as he stood up to leave. He, Sam, Pilar and Peter walked outside and around the corner leaving Julian, Catherine, Sheridan and Ethan alone in the cabin.

“Julian has become a very bitter man over the years,” Pilar said. “He was learning well from his father before Catherine left, but he was nothing like he is now. Catherine's “death” seemed to be the catalyst Alistair needed to completely bring Julian over to his way of thinking.”

Sam shook his head in confusion. “I just don't know,” he said. “Julian has done so much in his life to hurt other people. It's difficult to imagine him changing so suddenly. Turning on his father like that? This is a tough one.”

“I understand that Luis,” Peter said remaining very calm and rational, "but look at it this way. You don't have to trust the man, just go along with him. Watch him. Watch his every move, but keep your suspicions to yourselves.”

“I remember Julian around the time of Catherine's funeral. He was totally devastated,” Pilar recalled. “I'd only worked at the Crane mansion for a few years by that time, but I'd never seen Julian in such a state. He locked himself in the library and didn't come out for days. Alistair finally became furious and had security break the doors down and forcibly remove him. It was several days later when I saw him again. He was a completely changed man. The Julian that had once been friendly and considerate of others was now very cold and bitter. He refused to allow any of the household staff, or anyone for that matter, to even mention his mother's name in front of him. It was as if he wanted to forget her completely.”

Julian saw the look Luis was giving him and smiled nervously. He'd made many enemies over the years in Harmony and the man staring at him was probably his biggest. He had information that might change that, or might make matters worse. He decided it wasn't the time or place to get into that yet. Right now he needed to assure his mother's safe return to Harmony. “Yes, I just told Mother, Sheridan and Ethan about Crane stock.”

“Yes, well,” Julian continued with a small smile. “It seems as though there is still 34% of the stock from Crane Industries in the name of Catherine Sheridan Crane. Alistair only has 17% in his own name. I never understood why Alistair didn`t have the stock certificates placed in his own name after mother`s “death.” I never dreamed it was a reason like this.”

“That's easy,” Catherine replied sarcastically. “That was part of the agreement that was reached by Alistair and my father. “At the time I married Alistair, Crane Industries was in dire need of a cash infusion. There was a trust fund I was too come into when I married. I got the trust fund all right. I was forced to purchase Crane stock with the majority of it. Alistair didn't really mind giving up the stock, because in his mind he really wasn't. By marrying me, I purchased his stock with my money. New money to Crane Industries. Alistair received the cash and retained control of the stock, as I was his wife.”

“He couldn`t,” Julian answered. “Since Mother never really died, there was no way for him to transfer it without going to great lengths. I assume he believed it was worth it to just continue running things the way he has been. I actually asked him once and he said it was because it made him feel closer to her.”

“Yes we all do,” Julian said “but a very small amount. Our votes amount to nothing. Ethan, Sheridan and I each own 5%. Alistair has 20% of the publicly traded stock in his back pocket at all times. Not to mention the fact that he has control of 51% between his 17% and Catherine's 34%, which Alistair has been voting with for years.”

“I can answer that question,” Catherine said. She chuckled to herself as she remembered how Ethan came into stock of his own. “I gave Ethan the stock the day he was born. Alistair was absolutely furious with me!” Catherine explained. “He warned me if I ever did that again, I'd never live to see morning. The other children hadn't been born by the time I left Harmony. If they had been, I probably would have done the same thing despite Alistair's threats.”

“Ah, very good question Luis,” Julian said in a non-threatening tone. His new demeanor towards him took Luis aback. No hate, no animosity. It was definitely different. “Since Father never chose to pursue the stock transfer, she is still the legal owner. Yes, she may have been gone for over twenty years, but as long as she can prove who she is, she has the right to vote her stock the way she sees fit.”

Peter walked back into the cabin wearing a huge grin. “I think I may have some good news for you” he announced. “After I was done with that call I took the time to call my broker. He just purchased two percent of Crane industry stock for me.”

A tall, lanky young man nervously approached the secluded area of the private pool. He took in several breaths as he prepared to disturb the mighty Alistair Crane. He knew Alistair had left explicit instructions that he was not to be disturbed, but the messenger that left the envelope had been very clear. Alistair must be delivered this letter ASAP. Or else.

The young man swallowed hard when he saw Alistair's bride in the middle of giving him a massage. He would rather have pulled a months duty at the resort's kennel cleaning the cages of all the pampered pooches than spend the next minute doing what he was about to do. They young man closed his eyes and again took a deep breath before clearing his throat.

Suzanne felt every muscle in Alistair's body tighten at the sound of the young man's voice. She quickly pulled away allowing her husband to turn around and face the person who was brave enough to disobey one of Alistair's orders.

Alistair eyed the man with a combination of admiration and contempt. He knew it must take guts for anyone to disturb him right now, which is why he even bothered to let the man speak. “Did I not leave instructions that Suzanne and I were not to be disturbed this morning?” Alistair asked in a cutting tone.

“Yes Sir, you did,” the man rambled. “I'm terribly sorry Mr. Crane but this envelope just arrived by special messenger and I was told it must be delivered to you at once sir. The man delivering it said you absolutely had to see this immediately.” The anxious desk clerk quickly walked over to Alistair and handed him the envelope and retreated to a safe distance in just the same fashion.

Alistair scanned the envelope and saw it was from the board of directors at Crane Industries. He knew it must be important, but didn't want the hotel staff to think they could disturb him with every trivial letter that was delivered. “You've done your job. What are you waiting for?” Alistair said harshly.

“Nothing Sir. Good day Mr. Crane.” As fast as his two feet could carry him, the nervous young man disappeared out of sight. Alistair took the envelope and got up from the chaise lounge and took a seat at a covered table. He carefully opened the letter and began reading the contents.

After he had completely read and absorbed the document in front of him Alistair looked at Suzanne who had silently seated herself next to him. “My son,” he said sarcastically, “has finally gone off the deep end Suzanne. It seems Julian has called a board meeting for the purposes of having me removed as it's Chairman.”

“Yes, it would seem so. He's up to something. I know he's up to something, but what?” Alistair said contemplatively. Alistair folded the letter back into it's original form and gently began tapping it against the table. “Suzanne, I need you to pay a little visit to Julian. You seem to have a knack with finding out what's going on in that pea sized brain of his.”

Julian Crane stood up from his desk and anxiously paced the length of floor several times. His head down and his hands clasped together behind his back, he never heard Ivy enter the library. She stood at the door and watched him in disgust for a moment. Shaking her head, she entered his sanctuary.

“What's the matter Julian?” Ivy asked sarcastically, “Sheridan wouldn't allow you to annul her marriage to Luis?” Ivy wore a superior grin, as she was happy that someone in the family finally had the nerve to stand up to Julian and Alistair.

Julian looked at Ivy with contempt. “As usual my loving wife, you have no idea what you are talking about,” Julian said through gritted teeth. He walked over to his desk and resumed his position behind it. He picked up his brandy glass and took a long drink. He then nervously looked at his telephone, then his watch.

“Are you saying that Sheridan agreed to annul her marriage?” Ivy asked in surprise. She felt her heart sink as she thought about Sheridan caving in so easily. She walked over to Julian's treasured brandy decanter and poured herself a drink.

“Really now, Julian?” Ivy asked, her spirits once again lifting. She gently swirled the contents of the glass she'd poured. “That's all you've talked about for months. You hired that impostor and when that didn't work, you tried to bribe Luis with his freedom. Why the sudden change?”

Ivy furrowed her brow as she watched Julian. She'd never seen him like this before. “What are you up to Julian?” she asked suspiciously. “You've been like this ever since you came back from Florida.” Ivy put the glass to her mouth and took a long sip.

Ivy spat the liquid out and a look of shock appeared on her face. “Julian! What on earth is in this glass?” Ivy picked up the decanter and looked at it. She lifted the top off it and smelled its contents. She then took another sip from her own glass. “Iced Tea? Julian Crane is drinking iced tea?”

Julian said nothing. He continued to stare at his phone and watch. “Now I know what's been different about you!” Ivy accused. “You're sober! It's been so many years since I've seen you sober, I'd forgotten! Oh my God! What the hell did you do to Sheridan? You didn't kill her did you? Luis! That's it, you killed Luis!”

“Shut up woman!” Julian shouted. “I told you, Sheridan and Luis are the least of my problems right now. Now GET OUT!!” Julian pointed angrily to the door. Ivy, still in a state of shock, put her glass down and retreated to the door. She glanced over her shoulder once, staring again at a sober Julian. She didn't know what was going on, but she knew it had to be something big.

“Julian!” the female voice said sweetly. “I've been trying to get in touch with you for days now! It's your little milkmaid! I wanted to tell you that I'll be milking the cows later today. I wanted to know if you'd like to come help little ole Suzanne with her chores?”

“Oh surely you can get away from that witch of a wife of yours Julian,” Suzanne encouraged. “I really want to see you and I promise I will make it worth your while.” Suzanne's voice was seductive and almost hypnotizing.

Sam busied himself at his desk with endless paperwork. He'd deliberately taken the afternoon shift, hoping for some peace at the station. He had a huge pile in front of him to clear up, that had accumulated in his absence. It was very slow going, as his mind was elsewhere. He knew that before too long, all hell would break loose in Harmony. Julian still made him nervous. From all appearances, Julian was completely with everyone in the quest to dethrone Alistair, but Julian had done so many deceitful things in his life, it was nearly impossible to take him at his word alone.

Sam tried to rid his mind of all the thoughts racing through it, but it was impossible. Even though the station house was quiet right now, he was unable to concentrate on his work. The board meeting was the only thing he could think of right now. 'I wonder if they made it here on time?' he thought to himself. With an exasperated sigh, Sam pushed his pile of papers aside and stood up from his desk. “I need to take a walk,” he said out loud. With that, Sam decided to head for the pier.

“Surely you've noticed a change in his behavior Ethan?” Ivy asked incredulously. “He's drinking iced tea for heaven's sake! This is the first time I've seen Julian sober since before you were born! And why are you dressed in a suit? You're not working today?”

Ethan knew he needed to do something to alleviate his mother's suspicions. No one else could know what was going on. Not yet anyway. “Mother, Father tried to convince Sheridan she was making a mistake. He got nowhere with her. He tried to have her sign an annulment paper and she refused. They fought for awhile, but soon Father realized that it was a no win situation. I too believed Sheridan was making a mistake at first, but after I talked to them and saw how in love they were, I realized I was wrong. I believe Father feels the same way.”

Ivy looked Ethan square in the eye. She knew he was hiding something, but didn't know what. She vowed she'd find out somehow. “Whatever you say Ethan,” Ivy said as she walked away. Ethan exhaled a breath he'd been holding and entered his father's office.

“Catherine is right Luis,” Peter said calmly as he maneuvered the boat into the harbor. “Timing is everything tonight. Julian's cronies weren't happy about this board meeting if you remember correctly. I'd bet my last nickel that they believe this is a ploy on his part to get even with his father for disinheriting him. Chances are the board and Alistair have already decided to kick Julian off the board.”

Peter smiled. He knew all of this corporate boardroom stuff was new to Luis. He also knew Luis didn't like having to depend on others to make sure things went according to plan, but in this case, Luis had to trust the members of the family he hated most in this world.

“Sure thing Luis,” Peter explained. “Ethan and Julian will arrive at the board meeting promptly at 5:00. The meeting will be called to order and then Julian's request will be addressed. He will be asked for an explanation. Why does he feel his father should be removed as it's chairman?”

“Julian will tell the other board members about his father's marriage. Most likely Alistair will deny it, but he will be surprised that Julian knows about it. Therefore he will demand a vote be taken immediately. I'm guessing that all votes at this point will go against Julian, except of course for his own and Ethan`s. As far as Alistair is concerned, Julian only controls 10% of the stock at this point.”

“In walks Sheridan. She will side with Julian and Alistair will realize that he has now lost control of 15% of the stock and that he no longer controls Sheridan's proxy. At this point Alistair will be really suspicious with both his children and Ethan against him.”

“Again Alistair will believe he's in the clear, as all Julian will have is 15%. The board members will probably be suspicious that all three Cranes have turned on Alistair together, but will do nothing, as Alistair still holds all the cards. He will believe that he alone controls 51% of the stock and is untouchable. This is when Catherine will appear from the dead. Once Alistair sees her, he will realize what is happening. Specifically, he will quickly add it up and realize that 49% of the stock resides in hostile hands. However, that's still not enough to force a dramatic change and he will assume that he continues to control his Board of Directors. After this happens, all hell is likely to break loose in the boardroom.”

“We have the upper hand in this one Luis. Alistair knows something is going on, but he doesn't know what. Remember, he even went so far as to call the compound in Aruba the other day to check on Catherine. Luckily for us, the men there told him all was well.”

The others acknowledged Sheridan who retreated for the warmth of the cabin to call Julian. For the past week, The Justina had been making it's way from the warm waters of the South to the near freezing waters off the coast of Maine. In less than fifteen minutes, Sheridan and Luis would be back in their hometown and Catherine would be returning for the first time in nearly a quarter century. By the end of this day, Harmony would be forever changed.

Alistair shook his head in amazement. “No matter, my dear. I think Julian has finally gone mad. I knew it was just a matter of time. He's been very angry with me ever since I disinherited him and I think he finally snapped. I can see no rational reason for Julian to call this board meeting.” Even though Alistair could not come up with a “rational” explanation for Julian calling the meeting, he still had his guard up. There was still something “fishy” about the whole thing.

“Ethan!” Julian said as he looked up in surprise. “Nothing yet. Again he checked his watch. The members of the board will be there any minute.” Again Julian glanced at his watch. “What the hell could be keeping them?”

Julian explained in detail where Sheridan was to go and exactly what time she was to arrive, without making it known he was giving another person instructions to meet him at the board meeting. Julian knew only too well, Alistair's fondness for having his office bugged. On many occasions what Julian said in the confines of his office were thrown back in his face by his dear father. He had the office swept for “bugs” when he returned from St. Petersburg, but one could never be too careful when dealing with Alistair Crane.

Ethan and Julian walked out of Julian's study and headed for the front door to the mansion. Both men grabbed their coats and Ethan took his keys. Pilar was tidying up in the foyer as Ivy was descending the staircase. “Good luck Ethan, Mr. Crane,” she said sincerely.

“Out with it Pilar,” Ivy demanded. “I know you were in Florida as well. What on earth is going on around here? I've never seen Julian act this way before. He's sober, Pilar! When have you ever seen that? And Ethan is going along with whatever it is he is up to!”

“I have no idea what you are referring to Mrs. Crane,” Pilar answered barely looking Ivy in the face. “If you'll excuse me Mrs. Crane, I have work to do upstairs. With that Pilar hurriedly climbed the staircase and disappeared from sight.

“Well he didn't avoid my calls,” Charles said with a raised brow. “He said that the information he had would convince us to remove you as Chair. Alistair, honestly I think you need to consider Betty Ford for your son. He knows you alone hold 51% of Crane stock. I'm sure he understands that we will back you. Why is he doing this?”

Several other angry board members began talking angrily in unison demanding answers from Alistair. “Gentlemen! Gentlemen!” Alistair loudly called. He held his hands in the air in an attempt to quiet the angry group. “I know exactly what you know about this. Nothing! Julian will be here shortly and explain it all. I have no doubt that he will make a fool of himself when he arrives. I will suggest that when he is through with his game, we take a vote to dismiss Julian from the board. I assure all of you gentlemen, this is nothing but a drunken fantasy on Julian`s part to get even with me for disinheriting him.”

Charles just stared at Alistair. He knew Alistair was not a man to cross. He realized he'd said too much already. It was time for him to keep quiet, at least until he heard Julian's explanation. No matter what the board decided, if the matter ever went to the stockholders, it would be a mute point as he held the majority of stock. This whole ordeal was ridiculous.

Julian stood erect as he slowly turned the brass doorknob and pushed the door open. Six very stern looking men turned their gazes towards Julian and Ethan. Julian and Ethan both avoided looking at Alistair. Had they seen him, they would have noticed a very brief look of surprise upon seeing Ethan accompanying Julian. Alistair was now more curious than ever, what Julian was up to that Ethan would be behind him.

“Yes, well this is the new Julian Crane you see before you,” Julian announced. “Thank you gentlemen for coming.” Julian and Ethan took their seats at the table. All eyes were on Julian. As he was the one to call this impromptu meeting, all were waiting for him to begin.

Julian took a few moments and gathered his wits about him. He then stood up and addressed the questioning board members. “Again, I'd like to thank all of you for coming. I am sure you are all convinced that I have gone over the proverbial deep end, but I assure you I have not. I will guarantee all of you right now, no one will leave this room until my father has tendered his resignation from this board, or has been asked to leave.”

Alistair had been vaguely amused with Julian's feeble attempts to get back at him, but he was no longer amused. “Julian is almost correct. No one will leave this boardroom until a Crane has tendered his resignation, but he named the wrong Crane. Go ahead Julian. If you continue with this charade you'll bury yourself for good. Not only will you leave this meeting without a seat on the board, but you will unceremoniously be removed from the Crane Estate and cut off without a penny. You`re finished Julian, do you hear me?”

Julian ignored his father's threats. He had to concentrate on the matter at hand. “Gentlemen, I think it's only fair to tell you that my father has been holding out on all of us. I happen to know that his bachelor days are over. It seems that Alistair is a newlywed,” Julian announced.

There was a low rumble in the room as the men looked at each other in shock. No one could quite believe Alistair Crane had married without telling anyone. Alistair managed to keep his surprise in check. Now he knew what Julian was up to, or so he thought.

“As I mentioned in my letter, my good men, I believe my father may becoming senile. Not only did he get married and forget to tell anyone, but he married his maid. The Alistair Crane that I know, would NEVER marry a mere servant.”

“Not with me, I am afraid,” Julian answered. “Trust me that Alistair did indeed marry his maid in the US Virgin Islands less than two weeks ago. I believe he is no longer competent to run Crane Industries or chair this board.”

“Thanks Luis,” she said with a nervous smile. She handed the phone to her mother, who would need it next. Catherine gave Sheridan's hand a reassuring squeeze and encouraging smile. Sheridan walked down the hall towards the Crane board room. Everyone held their breath in anticipation as they watched Sheridan open the huge door and disappear from sight.

“You'll lose 5-2. You are a fool, Julian. An incompetent fool for thinking you can come in here with these outlandish accusations and no proof. I'm also disappointed in you Ethan! I had such high hopes for you, but I can see now you are just like your father. I demand a vote right now!”

No one saw Sheridan enter the room. They were too involved watching Alistair and Julian to notice. “I think the vote is now 4-3 Father,” Sheridan announced with authority. Sheridan glared at her father for a moment, whose initial reaction was surprise. His expression soon turned to an intense glare as he wondered why Sheridan was had joined forces with Julian.

“Now I am truly disappointed,” Alistair said, hiding the nervousness that was creeping up on him. “Since when do you back your buffoon brother on anything, Sheridan? Surely you can't believe the ramblings of you drunken brother over the word of your father”?

“Oh that's right Father,” Sheridan said sarcastically. “You've always been so forthright and truthful with everything you've ever told me.” Sheridan walked around the table, never taking her eyes off her father and seated herself at an empty chair next to Ethan. “There is something I have come to realize Father,” Sheridan continued heatedly, “You don't know how to tell the truth.”

Again there was a rumbling among the other board members as they discussed the turn of events. No one knew what was going on, but they knew it had to be something startling if both of Alistair's children and grandson would stand against him.

The tone of Alistair's voice caused the board members to back off. Though each of them might challenge Alistair occasionally on minor issues, they each feared his wrath. They knew what Alistair could do to them if they he chose. They had seen many a good man's life destroyed because they went against the wishes of the mighty Alistair Crane. They were very surprised his own family would cross him.

“Delusions of a lynch mob?” Sheridan asked in angered surprise. “For the first time in our lives, we know the truth Father! We know what kind of a man you really are!” The anger in Sheridan's voice was unmistakable and her eyes were shooting daggers.

For the first time in his adult life, Alistair Crane was at a loss for words. Of all the scenarios he went over before this meeting, what was unfolding before his eyes, was not one of them. Charles Palmer was the board member with the most seniority, next to Alistair. He had met Catherine on numerous occasions in his early years with Crane Industries and had always envied Alistair for having the perfect wife. Charles was not married when he first met Catherine and found himself secretly attracted to her. It took him many years before he did in fact marry, as every woman he dated, he compared to her. Even though he was happily married when Catherine “died”, her death hit him especially hard. Now before him, stood the same woman he'd been so enamored with, for all those years. Charles felt a lump develop in his throat and fought back tears that threatened his eyes.

Connor Danforth had been studying Catherine since she entered the room. He had met Mrs. Crane only a few times before her death. “That's an excellent question,” Danforth agreed. “I didn't know your wife very well Alistair, but from what I do remember, this lady looks remarkably like her. How is this possible?”

Alistair had to think and think fast. “It isn't possible, gentlemen,” Alistair stated coldly. “My wife died twenty-three years ago. This woman obviously is an impostor hired by my son in a desperate attempt to gain control of Crane Industries.” Alistair stared at Catherine with a look so cold, it sent shivers through her entire body.

“This woman is definitely my mother,” Sheridan said angrily and I have the proof.” She managed to keep her self-composed as she felt her mother's hand on her shoulder. She should have known her father wasn't man enough to acknowledge Catherine's appearance. It was just like him to accuse someone of wrong doing, when in fact it was he who had done wrong.

A confident smile appeared on Alistair's face. “Don't worry gentlemen, I will explain everything to you after this meeting is finished. At that point my son will be escorted out of here by security and this woman will be on her way to jail for impersonating the most wonderful woman that ever walked this earth. Imagine how I must feel right now, seeing this “person” pretending to be Catherine. I was with my beloved when she took her last breath. I was so grief stricken at the time I couldn't even bring myself to attend her funeral.” Alistair's voice was now filled with emotion. He was putting on a very good act of the bereaved husband.

“I don't know what kind of sick and twisted game my son is playing right now, but it is obvious he has pulled the wool over poor sweet Sheridan's eyes. Sheridan was greatly affected by her mother's untimely death and it's really not surprising to me that she would latch onto whatever story Julian concocted.” Alistair did his best now to avoid looking Catherine in the eyes.

“Yes Father,” Julian said acrimoniously. “You are the master manipulator of people's emotions aren't you? You know exactly what Sheridan wants in her life and when she finds it you do your best to destroy it, now don't you?”

Alistair glared at his son. He then looked at the other board members. “All right,” he snarled. I've had just about enough of this. Connor, Stephen, Charles, I am calling for a vote right now. I trust you will do the right thing?” Alistair's tone was a mix of authority and anger.

“Not so fast, Father,” Julian said with an air of superiority. “There's the matter of 34% of voting stock?” His expression changed from that of stone, as a small superior grin appeared. His piercing gaze noticed every nuance of his father's disposition.

Alistair met Julian's stare and returned the shrewd smile. Danforth, Hopkins and Palmer looked on in confusion. “Julian, you must be totally inebriated! Do you really believe that I am going to hand over the largest block of Crane voting stock to an impostor?”

“No brandy in a week? Well now!” Alistair laughed evilly. “That makes sense. Your father is going through alcohol withdrawal my boy. He's seeing things that aren't real. They're called delirium tremors Ethan. Since you are so proud of what your father has become, I suggest you take particular note. You are looking at your future!“

“Tsk, tsk,” Julian chuckled, as he waved his forefinger back and forth at his father. This gesture fueled Alistair's fury. “Father, we're by no means finished,” Julian said in a patronizing tone. By law you are required to turn that stock over to it's rightful order. Mother would like her proxy rescinded.”

Alistair knew if pushed Julian could prove Catherine was indeed who she claimed to be. He did not want the issue of “proof” coming up again. Besides, her 34% would NOT give Julian a majority. Alistair still had the power and he still was able to manipulate and threaten the other board members. A smile slowly crept onto his face.

“Do you really believe that having control of that stock will change anything Julian?” Alistair said smugly. “Math was always your worst subject. Even if you were to somehow gain control of that stock, Julian,” it would still only give you 49% of voting stock. Remember, you Sheridan and Ethan only own 5% each. That's not enough Julian.” Alistair was gaining more confidence by the minute as he thought about it.

“I know right now you have my esteemed colleagues confused,” Alistair orated as he gestured towards the trio. You have hired a very talented actress to impersonate your dear departed mother, but these men are smart enough to see right through you Julian, just as I am. They know who has been responsible for keeping them in their comfortable lifestyle. They know I am the right person to run Crane Industries. I have made more money in my tenure as Chairman than all of my predecessors.”

“Again, you did Alistair,” Palmer answered with a slight nervous grin. Charles caught the look of disappointment on Catherine's face and immediately cast his eyes towards the floor. Although in his heart he knew this really was Catherine, he was afraid to cross Alistair. There was no way Julian would ever get a majority of Crane stock. Alistair had seen to it that everyone who owned it was indebted to him for something, or so he thought.

Catherine, Julian, Sheridan and Ethan stared at Alistair contemptuously as he systematically reminded the board members of where their loyalties lay. Sheridan was actually impressed as to how well Julian knew Alistair. She was also hiding the joy inside her as she thought about what Alistair's reaction will be when he finds out they do indeed have a majority of voting stock, especially who owns the most important two percent!

“Mr. Hopkins,” Sheridan said sternly, “I wouldn't be too quick to give into my father's threats. I was serious when I said I had proof this woman is my mother. Once I show the proof, Alistair will have no choice but to relinquish 34% of his voting stock to the rightful owner.”

“Sheridan, forgive me dear,” Hopkins said in a placating tone, “Whatever proof you think you may have doesn't change the fact that you still will not hold the majority of the stock. I'm sorry, but Alistair is right. He has run this company well in his tenure. He is the best man to have as Chairman, despite the fact he may not be the majority shareholder. I for one will back him and fight to keep him here if you choose to call a stockholders vote.”

“I'm sorry you feel that way Stephen,” Julian shook his head with feigned sadness. Truly I am. Despite what you think, I still want my mother to have possession of her stock tonight.” Julian looked towards Ethan. “Ethan, will you please have the DNA tests brought forward?”

Alistair sat red-faced waiting to see what Julian's next ploy was. He was on his last nerve and wanted the vote taken already, then he would make sure Julian never set foot in Crane Industries again, or any other Crane property for that matter. The door of the boardroom opened and Alistair watched carefully. He nearly threw his head back in a fit of laughter when he saw Luis Lopez-Fitzgerald enter.

“Julian, how low will you sink? Is there any end to your shame?” Alistair roared. “This is whom you trust with DNA results? This man has been out to get the Cranes for years! You can't honestly tell me you believe anything he says or does!”

“I'm sorry your opinion of me is so low Mr. Crane,” Luis said calmly. “In this case, however, I am merely the messenger. And as far as hating the Cranes, I have found that the female Cranes are nothing like the males. I would never do anything to hurt either Sheridan or her mother, Catherine.” Luis walked over to Charles Palmer and handed him the DNA results he held in his hand. Julian had described the man to him earlier and it was determined, he would be the most sympathetic of the group. Charles studied the results carefully and passed it on to the next board member.

“I agree with Alistair,” Hopkins said. “Besides, it doesn't matter anyway gentlemen. Julian and his band of thieves only have 49% of the voting stock. I for one am going to go with Alistair. There is no question in my mind he will get the rest of the stockholders to side with him.”

“I wouldn't count on that,” Luis said with a smug smile. Luis walked over to Sheridan and placed his hands on her shoulders. He then faced Alistair Crane. Alistair's expression was now one of worry and uncertainty. Luis could see it in his eyes.

Without breaking eye contact with Alistair, he removed one hand from Sheridan's shoulder and reached into his pocket. From his pocket he removed a piece of paper which he opened up and held for Alistair to see. “It seems as I have just been given a gift from a dear friend. I now own two percent of Crane stock,” Luis announced with a superior grin. Luis smile grew as he saw Alistair's color change from ruddy to pasty white to its current hue of green. He couldn't help but to feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction, relief and pleasure as he put the final nail in Alistair's coffin. “My friend thought it only fitting that I have stock in my wife's family business, so he gave it to me as a wedding present. Luis took Sheridan's left hand in his own, holding them up for all to see the wedding rings.

Julian's surveyed the expressions of everyone in the room. It warmed his heart to see his father in his current state. He'd never seen anyone beat Alistair at his own game, but he was seeing it now. Hopkins, Palmer and Danforth also looked as though they had been hit in the stomach. Julian was afraid Alistair was going to lose it at any minute and wasn't at all surprised when he left and went to the restroom. As soon as Alistair left the table, the table broke out into a huge discussion. Palmer and Danforth demanded from Julian an explanation of what had happened. Hopkins sat still, as if in a daze, barely cognizant of any of his surroundings.

Luis, Catherine and Sheridan congratulated each other, as they knew now they had won. It was several minutes later when Catherine finally asked the question. “Where is Alistair? Certainly it doesn't take this long to get sick?”

Luis immediately went into action and crossed the floor in huge strides towards the executive bathroom. He knocked several times and received no answer. He jiggled the doorknob and found the bathroom to be locked. “Does anyone have a key?” He asked anxiously.

“That's just it Sam,” Luis said in disgust. “When I dropped the bomb on Alistair, he looked like he was going to lose it and he ran for the bathroom. When it seemed to take him a long time to come out, I came over here to check on him and he was gone.”

Luis immediately turned in the direction of the door to Alistair's private office. He couldn't imagine how he could have gotten there from the restroom, but figured if Alistair were planning an escape, surely there were papers he would want to remove.

Luis stopped and turned towards Connor Danforth. He extended his arm in a sweeping fashion allowing Connor to pass him and open the office door. Luis stood back with his arms folded across his chest and a small smile on his face. The others joined Luis as they waited for Danforth to insert his key. Sheridan found her way to Luis' side. Luis' hand automatically reached out for Sheridan's.

As Connor inserted the key, Luis heard a funny click and immediately yelled “Hit the deck!” He threw Sheridan to the ground, falling on top of her. Peter, knowing of Luis' instincts, did the same with Catherine. As the rest of the group began to fall there was a huge explosion from Alistair's office.

It was several minutes before anyone dared move. Luis and Peter protected Sheridan and her mother, as everyone else did their best to keep themselves from being hit by the falling debris. Sam was the first to move. He slowly stood and brushed himself off. “Is everyone all right?” He asked with concern.

“Danforth!” Hopkins and Palmer gasped in unison as they stared at the lifeless body of their colleague lying amongst the rubble. Both were in shock, though neither moved to help. Luis, Peter and Ethan were the only ones that made any move to assist Sam. Sam was kneeling next to Connor Danforth checking his carotid pulse. He looked up at Luis and Peter anxiously.

Charles Palmer was in shock over everything that had happened. Charles knew Alistair was a ruthless man, but never would have believed he would have faked his own wife's death. He stared at Catherine and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, she was the same woman he'd admired all those years ago. He knew the minute she'd walked into the boardroom despite Alistair's denials. Shaking his head he walked up to Catherine.

“Oh my dear, you are far from a ghost” Charles assured her. “I just want you to know, no matter what happens, you have my complete support. I realize it's a little late for that now and I will be sure to tender my resignation from this board as soon as it is feasible.” He gave Catherine a pained look. “I don't expect you to believe this now, but I was going to go against Alistair.”

Charles felt a wave of relief. For some reason the last thing he wanted was Catherine thinking badly of him. He wasn't sure why exactly, but it meant the world to him to have Catherine believe him. “Thank you Catherine,” Charles said. He nodded his head and returned to the table and sat down, mentally exhausted.

Sheridan smiled at her mother. “Yes mother, it looks like we did. You are now the majority stockholder of Crane Industries and I have no doubt that when a new meeting is held, you will be named Chairman or Chairwoman in this case.”

“Mother, the mansion as well as all of Crane holdings are half yours to start with. Not to mention that with you owning the majority of the stock and Alistair's fleeing, you have every right. Besides, if Alistair does show up, the only place he is going is jail.” Sheridan gave her mother a reassuring grin.

“Sheridan is right Catherine,” Peter agreed. “Alistair admitted his guilt and compounded it when he set the bomb off in his office. He now has an attempted murder charge added to the long list of charges already against him.”

“I hope so Sam,” Grace said as she calmed down slightly. “After all, this is Luis' first Christmas with Sheridan. They've both been through so much this year and they've finally found happiness. I just think they should be able to spend Christmas Eve together. Think about it Sam, when was the last time you were happy about going to a party thrown by the Cranes?”

“Hold on Grace, Sheridan's mother is the one hosting this party. She formally had her name changed back to Sheridan last month. The only one named Crane at this party will be Julian and the change in him has been remarkable.”

“Yes, Ivy resumed her maiden name after Alistair was caught and who can blame her? I also told you that what Ivy and I had was years ago. It's over Grace. It's been over for years. I don't regret that it happened, but I have no intention of rekindling anything. My only regret is not having told you long before I did. Besides, from what I hear, she and Julian are getting along better than ever. It seems the new Julian is much more to Ivy's liking than the old Julian.”

Grace gave Sam a small smile as he reassured her the past was the past. Grace had been terribly hurt when she found out about Ivy and Sam, but realized it all happened before she and Sam had even met. She also understood why Sam had kept it from her all these years and knew he'd been deceived as much as she, where Ethan was concerned. There was a knock at the door and Sam was grateful for the interruption. He was still uncomfortable discussing his past with Grace, even though it was all out in the open.

Eve hesitated for a brief moment. “Well for one thing, I haven't had the pleasure of meeting Sheridan's mother yet,” Eve smiled and I also haven't seen Luis and Sheridan together, since before they left Harmony last summer. So much has happened to everyone in these past few months.”

“Isn't that the truth,” Sam agreed? “Luis and Sheridan haven't had a moment's peace in months. First they were on the run from Roger and Pierre, then Luis was shot and laid up for a long time, then Sheridan finding her mother, and of course the whole boardroom disaster with Alistair. Finally they thought it was all over and they ended up having to go to Paris for a month during Roger and Pierre's trial.”

“Hey, don't you start too T.C.” Sam said defensively. “Luis will be there, shortly after his shift gets finished at 8:00.” Sam looked at his watch. “I suggest we all get going or Luis will get there before we do.” With that, the Bennett's and the Russell's left for Sheridan Manor.

“Sheridan, I don't think Luis will be able to take his eyes off of you tonight,” Catherine smiled. “Actually I don't think he'd better take his eyes off of you, as every man at this party will be looking at you as well.”

“Well, Luis has absolutely nothing to worry about,” Sheridan said, her face glowing. “I haven't looked at another man since the day I met him and I certainly am not going to start now. Especially now. We're married, remember?”

The guests began trickling in and Catherine greeted each one personally. Peter was the first to arrive and he stayed with Catherine as she played hostess for the first time in ages. Peter and Catherine had become quite close in the last few months. Though neither one would admit it to each other nor anyone else, they were falling in love. Peter was still in denial, as he believed he'd never find a love like he did with his deceased wife Justina. Catherine was in denial for the exact opposite reason. She believed that she would never find happiness with a man. Alistair had destroyed her first love and her marriage to Alistair had been a sham. The only regret she didn't have about her years as a Crane were the two children she had. She would never regret having them, even though Julian had been a disappointment to her for many years. She was thrilled that Julian had gone through a life changing experience and slowly but surely was becoming the man she knew he could be.

Catherine found herself reveling in her duties tonight as hostess. It had been the one of the few things she'd enjoyed as Alistair's wife. Alistair had always put on a good show in public and Catherine was a perfect hostess, so it all added to his image. She always managed to make a boring function the talk of the country club the next day. Tonight was different, however. Alistair was no longer there and herself and Sheridan made up the guest list. She no longer planned on hosting those stuffy dinner meetings she'd been responsible for as Alistair's wife. She was now in charge and would do things her way.

“Catherine, the house looks absolutely lovely,” Grace marveled as she soaked in the atmosphere around her. The house was completely covered with greenery, holly wrapped the grand staircase, and wreaths adorned the walls. The 12-foot tree was covered in sparkling white lights, soft Christmas music played in the background and red and white poinsettias were everywhere. The fireplace was ablaze with a warm crackling fire and stockings were hung with every family member's name on them, including Peter and Pilar. Peter had objected at first, but Catherine told him he would always be a part of her family.

In her other visits to the Crane Mansion, Grace had always been awed by the beautiful things surrounding her, but there was always something missing. There was a stark coldness to it all and that was now gone. The mansion, or manor as it was now called had a warm feeling to it. It was definitely a change for the better, as was everything else that had happened in Harmony the last few months.

“Grace is right,” Eve agreed as she too marveled at the transformation of this house. “I don't think I have ever seen this mansion look so wonderful. “It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Cran... I mean Ms. Sheridan,” Eve said feeling embarrassed over her blunder. “I'm sorry.”

Catherine smiled. “No need to apologize, Dr. Russell,” Catherine said warmly. “Why don't you call me Catherine? I don't sit well with formalities. “Thank you both. What you see is only the tip of the iceberg. I have many more plans for this house. I'd like to introduce you to my very good friend Peter Black,” Catherine said with a radiant smile. Catherine introduced Peter to the Russell's and Grace. If it weren't for Peter, I wouldn't be here today. I owe Peter my life.”

“Catherine, I wouldn't say that” Peter said with slight embarrassment. “It was a group effort. Sam here is really the one who save you. He's the one who gave my name to Luis and Sheridan, even though it was the other Peter Black they were looking for.”

“Hey, if anyone is responsible for starting this whole investigation, I'd have to say it was George and that diary of his,” Sam said modestly. “It never ceases to amaze me the turn of events in the last few months. I guess what they say about something good coming from something bad is true after all. I mean, look at all that has happened from Sheridan and Luis being kidnapped by the drug cartel?”

As the party began a life of it's own, Sheridan began wondering what had happened to Luis. She tried several times to get to a phone and call him, but was always interrupted by an excited guest that wanted to congratulate her on her marriage or ask her to share a story with them involving her island adventure. The local newspaper had done a six week series of articles about Sheridan and Luis' adventures starting with their kidnapping covering everything up to and including the trial in Paris.

Sheridan was polite with everyone and recalled some of the scariest moments, as they relayed the best stories. Small crowds would gather to listen to her talk about her snakebite, finding George's diary and flying the plane off the island. The grandfather clock in the corner just sounded 9:00 and now Luis was an hour late. “What could be keeping him?” She thought.

“Merry Christmas Julian” Charles smiled wistfully as he eyes Julian in his red suit and white beard. “I see you're partaking in some holiday libation?” Charles questioned as he nodded to the glass of eggnog in Julian's hand.

“I can see that Charles remarked. “I was pleased to see that it was a unanimous decision to place Catherine at the head of Crane Industries. No doubt things will never be the same again. I mean that only in a very positive way.”

“Just what I said Charles. Mother has many changes in store for the direction of Crane Industries and we both felt that your expertise will help direct the changes in the most positive way possible. You`ve showed us that you know the difference between what`s right and wrong when you agreed to testify against Alistair. The others wouldn`t. Their only interest is money. Certainly there is something to be said for their loyalty to Alistair, but misplaced loyalties can be very dangerous. Mother and I both agree you are to stay on the board. If you accept that is.”

“Charles smiled and nodded. “I'd be honored to assist Crane Industries change it's image for this new century. I'd like to see it an empire that people will not only admire for it's ability to make money, but also it's ability to gain the respect of the people of the community. I've never likes the reputation Crane Industries has had in the community. Sure, many work for them out of necessity, but few are proud of that fact.”

“Well my dear man, you will fit in perfectly with Crane Industries new image. As a matter of fact, it won't be Crane Industries much longer, but Mother hasn't decided what she wants to rename the company yet” Julian said. “Now, if you'll excuse me Charles, I have to continue to spread holiday cheer and good will towards men.”

“And a Happy New Year to you and yours Charles” Julian said as he walked away. Julian walked past Ivy in the doorway to the living room. He smiled at her as he walked by, by something caught his eye. He reached out and grabbed Ivy's arm.

Julian grinned like a Cheshire cat, then leaned in and kissed his wife passionately. Ivy resisted for a minute but finally succumbed to her husband's advances. Their kiss didn't go un-noticed by others in the room. “I believe your sources are correct Sam” Grace smiled as she watched Julian and Ivy. She couldn't help the excitement within her from surfacing at the sight of Julian and Ivy acting as a happy couple.

Sam and the Russell's were also pleased that Ivy and Julian were finally managing to make a new start in their relationship. Catherine was most pleased of all. She smiled contentedly watching her son. She looked at Peter, who saw the look of peace and joy on Catherine's face. “I never thought I would ever find happiness such as this again Peter. This truly is a Happy Holiday season. The happiest I have ever had in fact. This house has never been filled with the love and warmth that is here right now.”

“I believe you are right my dear Catherine,” Peter smiled as he kissed her gingerly on the forehead. “I haven't spent a holiday season this filled with love and joy in I don't know how long. In the short time I've known you and your family, I can see the changes that have occurred and I must say your family is reaping the rewards from your return.”

Catherine smiled and thanked Peter for his kind remarks. She turned when she heard the front door open. “Luis!” Sheridan shrieked as she ran towards him, nearly knocking several partygoers over in the process. She jumped into his outstretched arms and kissed him with a force that surprised both of them. Realizing after a moment that they were not alone, Sheridan pulled back, her cheeks red from embarrassment. “I've missed you Luis” she smiled shyly. “I was getting worried.”

Sheridan pulled Luis into the crowd of people and began to really enjoy herself. She never left Luis' side for a second. The party continued until just before midnight. It was a tradition for most of them to attend midnight mass and Catherine thought it was a perfect ending for a wonderful evening.

The mass was beautiful, the church decorated in simple evergreens and red bows. Fr. Lonigan presided over the mass and was pleased with the presence of the “new” Crane family. His sermon was poignant. To remind everyone about the true meaning of Christmas, he relayed events from earlier in the evening to his parishioners.

“I'm sure most of you know about the annual visit from Santa Claus to the children at the Youth Center. Santa visited this year as always, but this year, Santa handed out more than toys to the children. This year the party was not only for the children, but their parents as well. For every toy Santa handed out, he handed out hope for their entire family.”

“Paul Jenkins' father was called back to work after a three month layoff, after Santa's visit. Cindy Delaney's mother received an extension on her mortgage, meaning the bank will not foreclose on her family during the holidays. Again, this happened right after Santa's visit. Kristin Gomes' mother received a call from the specialist in Boston making an appointment for her to take her ailing husband. Until this evening, she'd been told it was impossible and all hope had been lost. Michael Spinelli's brother received a scholarship to attend college next semester. Matthew Walter's father received the insurance reimbursement check that had been held up due to red tape.”

Fr Lonigan continued to read the list. “Nearly every family received a gift of hope,” he said when he was finished. “The most amazing part was it was given by someone in Harmony, who has suffered many challenges this year, himself. He truly knows the spirit of Christmas and I know he will be rewarded for his wonderful deeds.”

The parishioners were silent. Many eyes were misty; everyone was in awe of the secret Santa who had so willingly given hope and joy to so many. Fr. Lonigan finished the mass, as everyone felt a feeling of warmth in his or her hearts.

“Merry Christmas Luis” Sheridan said with choked emotion as she handed Luis the beautifully wrapped package. Luis' smile was brilliant as he carefully unwrapped the package. His gaze kept going back and forth between the package he was unwrapping and Sheridan's beautiful face. With the wrapping off he finally began to open the box. Inside the box was a coffee mug.

“In a way,” Sheridan beamed. Luis pulled the mug out of the tissue paper and read what was on it. “Luis” was inscribed on one side of it and “World's Best Father” was inscribed on the other side. Inside the mug was a photo. In total shock Luis pulled the photo out of the mug and it was a sonogram of a perfectly formed baby. His and Sheridan's baby.

“You can pamper me anytime you want Luis” Sheridan smiled. “And after we get back from the mansion you can start. How does that sound?” Sheridan kissed Luis softly on the lips several times. Teasingly, she deepened the kiss, which elicited a slight moan from Luis. After a few minutes she pulled back, leaving them both breathless. “That's a preview of later tonight Luis,” Sheridan warned with an impish grin.

“I can't wait for later tonight gorgeous” Luis said as he quickly kissed her. Luis stood up and offered his assistance to Sheridan. She smiled graciously, but knew Luis was going to be waiting on her hand and foot for the next seven months. The more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea.

“Don't let him fool you Sheridan” Catherine said proudly. “It was all his idea. He wanted to do something special for the community this year and Peter and I merely helped him out pulling a few strings. He found out what every family needed and did everything he could to make their Christmases a happy one.”

“OK, everyone. Now for my surprise” Catherine interrupted, before it gets too late. I just want to tell you all that Julian and Peter are the ones who did all the work on this one. If not for them... Well, in any event here goes. Peter?” Catherine asked.

Pilar stood there quietly, waiting for Catherine's surprise. Christmas music played in the background. Pilar heard Catherine tell her to open her eyes at the same time she heard the words “There's no place like home for the holidays...” playing in the background. Pilar, Luis and Sheridan opened their eyes. Standing in front of them was Martin Fitzgerald.

Christmas dinner was held at the Lopez-Fitzgerald's home. The house was crowded with people, but the love and joy in that house that day has never been matched. New love was celebrated, old love was reunited and future of both families was greatly anticipated. A year that had started out with such tragedy was ending with equal joy. The suffering was over as the members of the former Crane family and the Lopez Fitzgerald's celebrated God's love and looked to a happy and healthy New Year.