From the Past
Fan fiction and fond (mostly) memories
of soap days gone by
The Price of Love
Ivy, Kay, and Jessica entered the house through the French doors, arms linked, and happy smiles on their faces.
No sooner had they closed the doors than Ethan nearly tackled all three of them trying to hug his mother. "Mother,
Father and Theresa told me. I’m happy for you, but are you going to be okay?"
"Oh Ethan, don’t worry about me," Ivy replied finally pulling out of his hug. "Besides," she
said, putting her arms around Kay and Jessica, "most of the people I love are here to help me."
Ethan looked at his sisters as they approached Sam and Theresa in the living room and sat down. "So you guys
are okay with this?"
"More than okay." Then Kay looked at her dad, "As a matter of fact, Jess and I want to know when
we are moving in so we have time to pack."
"Do you really mean that," Sam couldn’t believe they had taken the news so well.
"Dad, Ivy told us everything, and I mean EVERYTHING," Jessica blushed slightly. "What makes you
happy makes us happy, and I’ve always wanted a younger brother or sister," she replied slipping an arm around
Ivy. "And anyway, I’m getting kind of attached to this lady, wouldn’t you say, Kay?"
"Oh, I’m definitely attached to her, and her cooking," Kay teased.
Ivy put her arms around them again and laughed, "I don’t think I’m ever going to hear the end of how terrible
I am at cooking."
Sam got up and walked over to the couch where they were sitting. "Girls, you don’t know how much this means
to me, and Ivy."
Kay and Jessica stood up to hug Sam. "We just want to be a family Dad, and that’s what he have with you and
Ivy," Kay told her father.
"And I’m all for it," Ethan stood up to join the hug. "I get at least two more sisters out of this
and who knows what my new sibling will be."
They all looked at Ivy. "Oh, WE’RE definitely in on this one," replied standing up. "And BOTH of
us suggest a family hug." As the five embraced Ivy noticed Theresa, who had remained quiet for their discussion,
smiling happily from her spot across the room. "Theresa, get over here. You’re part of this family, too!"
"Julian," Alistair roared, "Do you have any conception of what’s going on right under your nose?"
"Hello to you, too, Father."
"Don’t be smug with me, Julian. I would have expected you to be absolutely giddy after your divorce. Now you
don’t even have hide your flings with the help."
"Speaking of which, I have an appointment with one in a few minutes," Julian chuckled as he rang the
cowbell on his desk, "so get to the point."
"My sources at the hospital tell me that Ivy is expecting a baby."
"Oh, the humanity," Julian cringed, "one more of the Bennet ruffians to be running around."
"Julian, have you forgotten? There’s a very good chance that this baby could be yours."
Julian contemplated this thought for a moment. "What a novel idea Father, you could be right."
Alistair continued, "We won’t know the paternity until after the birth, something about it being to dangerous
to find out now, but this could be exactly what we are looking for. You know the Chief of Police would do anything
to protect the ones he loves…."