From the Past
Fan fiction and fond (mostly) memories
of soap days gone by
The Price of Love
"My dear daughters, I don’t remember giving you permission to come home from school. After all, I do have
full custody of you." Julian was now standing in the middle of the small room, a bouquet of flowers in one
Shy Holly spoke up at hearing this, "No, Father. You only have custody of Lily and me, Heather a is legal
"Yes, and I’d venture far enough to say that it was only Grandfather’s clout and power that got you that,"
Heather spat. "Besides, Mother has visitation rights."
"Fine, do what you like. I’ll take care of those visitation rights later."
"What are you doing here, Julian," Sam stared icily at him.
"Aahhh, a little touchy, are we," Julian held up the bouquet. "I have just as much right to be
here as you do. The infants involved may be my children, you know." Julian gave Ivy a devious grin. "Now,
let me hold my little girls so we can get acquainted."
"Sam," Ivy yelped.
Sam stepped between Julian and his wife. "You’re not touching them, Julian."
"So you may think, but surely as the Chief of Police you know that as their father I have just as much rights
with them as the Ice Princess here."
"Not so fast. We don’t know if you’re the father yet. So, until we know, keep your hands to yourself,"
Sam pushed Julian a little away from the bed.
"Then I demand a paternity test now. If they are my children then there is no way I’ll let them be raised
by their slut of a mother and her lower than scum husband."
"How dare you," the rage in Sam’s eyes became apparent. "You think you can just come in here, point
finger, and," Sam stopped himself. He was about to lose control. He took a deep breathe, "Look, there’s
nothing any of us would like better than to prove to you right now that you’re not the father, but the girls were
born only a few hours ago, so it will have to wait."
"I beg to differ, you see –"
"Julian," Sam yelled, "didn’t you hear me? And besides, what makes you think the Chief of Police
would let a wife battering bastard get his hands on–"
"ENOUGH! I’ll settle this." Alistair Crane strode into the room, Eve Russell on his heels. "We’ll
have the paternity test done now."
Ivy shocked and pleaded with Eve, "You didn’t agree to this did you? They were just born, it’s too early."
"Actually," Eve said calmly, "all I have to do is run a q-tip on the inside of their cheeks for
the DNA test. Julian and Sam are the only ones I need to draw blood from."
Sam looked at Ivy. "Well, are you ready for this?"
"As ready as I’ll ever be," Ivy replied quietly.
"Marvelous. I must thank you Ivy for your cooperation, even though you have been somewhat of a problem in
earlier situations." Ivy didn’t even acknowledge Alistair’s presence, let alone his degrading comments.
Eve went about her work and then had Julian and Sam follow her to the lab. Alistair looked to his three granddaughters,
"Well, I must be going, but give me a call when the results come in."
Heather being too stubborn and angry and Holly being too shy, Lily was the only one to answer. "Of course,
"Good-bye then." Alistair strode out of the room.
Lily walked up to her mother and took her hand, "Well, what do we do now?"
Ivy squeezed her daughter’s hand, "Wait, my darling. We wait."
Thirty minutes later
"Oh, I wish Dr. Russell would hurry up," Jessica whispered to Kay. "I don’t like having Mr. Crane
here. He makes the whole room feel uncomfortable and no one will say anything." Kay just elbowed her sister
in the ribs to keep her quiet. Although, she did have to agree. You could have heard a pin drop in there.
Ivy still held Ashley and Amanda tightly in her arms. She had only handed them over to Ethan and Theresa for a
few moments when Heather, Lily, and Holly had shown up. She opened up their soft blankets and counted their tiny
fingers and toes again. They were perfect. She wanted to let Sam hold them, but she didn’t see how she could
without Julian throwing a tantrum, and there was no way she was letting him touch her innocent babies. Sam would
just have to wait.
After what seemed like an eternity, Eve came in carrying some papers. Her face was expressionless. "I have
the results," were her only words.
"So we gathered," Julian replied sarcastically. "Come out with it already, who’s the daddy?"
"I just want to tell you all that I had the test done three times to eliminate any mistakes or questions."
"And," Julian prompted.
Ivy closed her eyes, held her breath, and clutched her children to her chest. If Julian was the father, there
was a chance that she would never hold them again….
"The biological father of Ashley Tara and Amanda Jeanne Winthrop is undoubtedly Sam Bennet."
Ivy let out a small cry of relief, keeping her eyes closed and thanking God for small miracles. She felt Sam wrap
his arms around her and could hear everyone else exclaiming happily over the revelation. She regained her composure,
opened her eyes, and first time since the night he had battered her nearly to death, she looked Julian in the eye.
"If you don’t mind Julian, this is a FAMILY moment, and since you are nothing of the kind, would you kindly
"This isn’t over Ivy," Julian scoffed. "You may find this funny now, but you won’t be laughing
forever, I can promise you that."
"Get out of here Julian," Sam said with scorn.
Julian gave Ivy a look that made her shiver and then left. She knew he didn’t make idle threats. She quickly
brushed it off however and decided to bask in the happiness of the moment. Sam was the father of her children
and no one could take them away from her now. "Sam, would you like to hold your daughters?" Sam held
out his arms silently and Ivy placed the infants safely inside them. As he was memorizing the tiny faces of his
new daughters, Ivy burned the image of Sam holding their newborn children into her own memory. "This truly
is the happiest day of my life." She smiled at the daughters that had so long been lost to her. "Everyone
I love is here with me, and I intend to keep it that way."