Part 4

Kristen's eyes widened in shock. She watched as Marlena stormed out of the PentHouse Grill. Maybe she had gone to far... but she sure did like seeing Marlena so pissed off. John and Roman shared the same dumbfounded look. She couldn't help smiling and tried to hide it from John and Roman.

John still in Kristens arms saw the look of glee on Kristens face and found his distaste of the woman boiling over. He grabbed Kristen's hand. "You think that's funny," he hissed. Kristen began to furiously shake her head No. "I'll show you funny!" And with that he yanked Marlena's ring off and shoved her away from him. "Marlena said it alright. Only she aimed it at the wrong person. Kristen .... Drop dead!"

Kristen fell backward into a chair. John leaned forward and towered over her. He ranted at her. "Tomorrow morning Abe will be at your front door. Guess what he will have in his hands! A restraining order from me and the warrant for your arrest. I've taken everything you've dished out. Everytime you touch me it makes me SICK! Do you hear that SICK! Tonight was the last straw. You always have to go too far don't you Kristen. You never know when to stop. If you really brought back Roman to do something good none of this would have happened. You and your lies.... You disgust me." Kristen sobbing shot back," Oh right John! What can you have me arrested for... Nothing!"

John stood up straightened his tie and calmly told her. "I am having you arrested on the charge of kidnapping.The kidnapping of Marlena Evans." Kristens eyes widened in fear.

"You can't do that! I was held too! I'll press charges against Susan! S-S-She will lose the baby.... The FATHER will get the baby... do you want that?" she tried to persuade him.

"Kristen, Susan left town this afternoon. You will never find her. Now I'm going after Marlena. Go home and wait for Abe. Better yet leave town and don't come back." He turned and left to go find the woman he loved... hoping it wasn't too late.

Kristen sank to the floor in a heap. Everything is over. She wept. Oh god... I lost him. Marlena has actually won. That...

Roman yanked Kristen off the floor. "What do you mean kidnapping DOC?!?!" Roman was furious. "I think you have alot of explaining to do."

Kristen just cried. "Johnnnnnn...... come back......."

Roman felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Laura's compassionate face. In her white gown, she looked like an angel to him."Roman, she won't tell you the truth anyway... It's time you knew everything... come with me and I will tell you the havoc the Dimira's have caused in Salem."

Roman let her slip her arm though his and she suggested a quieter place to discuss things. He offered to go to the penthouse. She suggested her place. He quickly agreed. She smiled, and a bit of a song popped into her head..."A long December and there's reason to believe, Maybe this year will be better than the last." Maybe it could be. Slowly they exited the Grill.

Kristen was left alone with stares of contempt. She stumbled out to the parking garage and the party continued without her. As she contemplated the evening, she decide once and for all she was going to take care of miss perfect. Miss Mar laaaaa na.

John reached the lobby of the building. What would he say to Marlena. How could he win her back? Could everything be alright after this. He saw Roman and Laura. As Roman go into Laura's car, Laura ran over...

"John, I'm going to explain everything to Roman and don't worry... I will take good care of him. Go see about Marlena."

John nodded and Laura got in the car a drove off. He watched Kristen get in her car. She just sat there staring into space. He couldn't help but wonder what she was plotting next. Hopefully she would just leave town.

The taxi arrived and John got in. He started to tell the driver the address of Marlena's penthouse but changed his mind. He gave the address of friend instead... He had an idea.

Marlena burst in the door. She was crying and angry and hurt all at once. She threw her coat down. What would she do. Half of her was gone again. John.... after everything they have been through to be together. The gas chamber.... Paris.... Kristen's lies.... Oh god. I am finally utterly alone. She started to climb the stairs.... She had John's baby girl... no one could take that away... And stopped. Belle and Brady were at the Pub. She went to the kitchen instead. She searched the cabinets and found a 3/4 empty bottle of whiskey. Normal she wouldn't drink the stuff. Oh well. I'm not feeling very normal anyway. She poured herself a glass and toasted out load..." To 98, you started off really bad. I can only go up from here. Hey so bottoms up!" She laughed at her toast finding it funny in her emotional state. After she finished her small fit of giggles she drank down the glass. She gagged on the strength of the stuff and poured another. Well she thought... At least I can forget for tonight. And drank that one too. She stumbled with the bottle in one hand, glass in the other into the living room. And there she waged a war with a bottle of whiskey. When the bottle was finally empty she figured she won and lay her head back on the couch. No sooner did her head touch the couch, she passed out.

The whiskey was declared winner.