DYNASTY REVISITED : EPISODE 12 ... "FIGHT FOR LIFE"

                             REVISITED :
The story so far.... Alexis is rescued by Frank and Steven... Sable is overjoyed to have her son back.. Alexis finds out Frank and Dex were brothers and was about to reveal to Frank her findings when Steven informs her that he needs her help!

WASHINGTON DC ............
It was a cold day in the capital, winter had definitely arrived. Alexis stood looking out of the window, the shadow of the White House, off in the distance.
"Thanks for coming mother!"
Alexis turned around, delighted to see her son, to be there for him when he needed her.
"Darling! I had to come! You need be here, to help you fight thet little tramp!"
Alexis had no qualms in expressing her feelings towards the notorious Sammy Jo.
"Fight her! I would love to kill her!!"
Steven became enraged at the thoughts of his ex-wife exploits, the doyenne of exploitation. 
"Darling! Killing that little bitch would be the kindest service you could possibly do for her. Now darling, be honest, is that what you really want?"
Alexis gave him a wry smile.
"No! I guess allowing Sammy Jo to live her turgid little life is punishment enough for the time being!"
Steven managed to calm himself, as they both sat down to discuss Sammy Jo's downfall.
"Steven! We have to fight her. Get Danny back where he belongs. We must ensure she loses all legal rights to him, he has a few years before he can decide for himself whether he wants to waste his time on her!"
Alexis was adamant, Steven shared her plans totally.
"She seems to think she can juggle her so called modelling career, along with her maternal one!"
Steven threw his head back, fully sure she would not do both.
"Yes! I'm sure she does. We both know that vixen does not hold many thoughts in her vapid little head."
Alexis took a slim cigarette from her Cartier cigarette case, smoke wafting into her perfectly made up face.
"Mother! I know all about her lack of brain power. The ultimate bimbo..That's my ex-wife..She is modelling lingerie now, snug lingerie if you know what I mean!"
Steven looked at Alexis with a slight grin, after all he knew how ample her charms truly were.
"Well darling, what more would you expect of her. She hardly modeled much more for Arnold Marshall, whose wife will come in handy when the time comes for the inevitable custody hearing. What surprises me is that at her age, she still manages to get jobs, she must be providing a service or two to secure such jobs!"
Alexis puffed on her cigarette, her mind in overdrive. Sammy Jo the husband stealer, not to mention the vintage nude photo layout from her much younger days. Alexis was certain that Sammy Jo was fighting a losing battle. This was one battle that Alexis was determined to win, for her sons sake.

Jeffrey Colby sat reading 'The Denver Chronicle', whilst sipping his after dinner coffee. Fallon had skipped dinner, instead settling for coffee, she had one thing on her mind!
"Jeff! I was wondering, since it is only a few weeks to Christmas. Well I was thinking of going out of town this year to do some shopping."
Fallon felt a little nervous, if not a little guilty. Even though she knew she only intended to talk with Miles, she could not help but wonder if her journey would lead her into temptation! She remembered his fleeting kiss at the hospital, that one split second that had aroused her.
" It's hard to believe that Christmas has come around again. You love shopping, it will pass the day for you. Where did you plan on going?"
Jeff spoke to her, whilst half attending to his newspaper.
"Not quite sure yet. But I would like to visit Malibu. Catch up with a couple of girlfriends. We could have a girls day out!"
Fallon finished off her coffee, waiting for Jeff to reply, would he suspect Miles was on her mind?
"Good idea! You need a few friends. Stuck in this house all the time. One condition though! You better choose a brilliant present for your truly!"
Jeff folded his paper, got up from the table, kissing her on the lips as he left. She let out a sigh of relief, hating to deceive him, but she had to make this trip, to secure their future without Miles lurking in the background. She would have to make Miles see that Jeff was her future, the man she loved, one way or another!

Krystle Carrington was exhausted, she had not slept all night, her head throbbed constantly, it was as if her pulse had extended to her brain. She had not confided in Blake her discomfort, for fears of having to face any more medical tests. She felt a little relaxed now as the throbbing has subsided for the time being. Krystle decided she needed a little fresh air, a drive into the city might help clear her head. She fixed her hair, applied a fresh makeup and slipped into her favourite winter sable. Krystle left her bedroom, ran downstairs and rushed out the front door. She went to the garage, got into her black Sedan, a gift from Blake after her return from Denver from her stay at the Swiss clinic. She drove out of the garage, down the driveway and out the gate. She enjoyed driving, she was not exactly sure where she was going, but somehow that did not matter, she was free of the confines of the mansion. Images from her past flashed across her mind, incidents that had happened many years ago. Her recent dreams had all been the same, images of Alexis, over and over. The sound of a shotgun, her fall from her horse, the pain in losing her baby, Alexis in the background, laughing and jeering at her. Images of Blake embracing Alexis, how he could believe he was still married to that viper, who somehow convinced him that he was! Krystle was confused as to why all these incidents from the past had somehow invaded her dreams. She was glad she had not slept last night, safe from the dreams, or where they nightmares? Krystle had been driving for over half an hour, she had almost reached the city. She suddenly got the impulse to stop the car, in the middle of the road. She sat behind the wheel, starring ahead of her, the silence seemed like heaven, her head was clear, no throbbing or images of the past. But her piece of heaven was short lived, as she was bombarded by the sound of a car horn, followed by shouting! She opened the car door and got out to see what was happening.
"You stupid cow! What the hell do you think you are doing?"
Krystle looked at the irate male driver, who shouted at her as he stuck his head out of his car window. But somehow she could not care less, she even felt amused, which made him more irate.
"That's all I need.. A bloody fruitcake on the road!"
He then put his foot on the gas and drove off in a fury. Krystle stood in the middle of the road bemused, a few minutes later, the sound of a motorbike zooming up behind her, brought her back to reality.
"You okay Lady? Need some help?"
The motorbike rider pulled up beside her, patting his head as he placed his helmet on his lap.
"Help! No I need no help."
Krystle starred at the handsome rider, his dark hair, sleek and shiny under the afternoon sun, a deep tan contrasting with his dark eyes, friendly yet mysterious.
"You sure? You look a little lost. You should be careful, you could have a nasty accident!"
Krystle smiled at him, she appreciated his concern, but she did not need it.
"Thank you! But I must go. So much to do!"
With that she wrapped the fur coat around her body, turned on her heels, jumped back in the car and drove off, the dust enveloping her handsome rider.
Krystle felt tired now, notions of spending time in the city had passed, she felt she needed a rest, it was time to return home. She stopped the car again, turned around and sped back in the direction of the mansion. Her handsome rider roared passed her  as she went.

Sable Colby felt excited, she had just received a call from her publishers to let her know that the book would be rushed released for the lucrative Christmas market. Even though it was short notice, she did not mind, it seems that another book title was held back, due to legal reasons, so they decided to publish her book. She had approved the dust jacket, Gary Bernstein had done a glorious photo shoot and Nolan Miller had designed an equally fabulous gown. Sable looked forward to her book promotional tour, which started in Denver, moving on to New York, Chicago, Los Angeles and many more cities around the US of A.. Sable was also pleased that her daughter Monica had rung to say her work was up to date and she could manage a couple of months off. She had agreed to accompany her on the book tour. Sable sat in front of her vanity table mirror in her bedroom at the mansion. She felt content for the first time in quite a while. She looked forward to spending time with Monica, she seldom saw her children for long periods of time anymore. Miles lived in Malibu and Bliss was off seeing the world. She had hired a nanny to look after Dex Jr while she was away. She had contemplated taking him with her, but with all the hotel room, signings, tv appearances and parties, she would have to bring a nanny with her to look after him. So after talking it over with Blake and Krystle, it was decided the best course of action was to leave him at the mansion. She hated the thoughts of leaving him, but she knew it was the best solution. Sable brushed her hair, a smile crossed her well maintained face, a crashing sound out in the hallway startled her. Rushing out of her bedroom, she found Krystle halfway up the passageway, on her knees trying to pick up the pieces of a broken vase, she apparently had just knocked over.
"Krystle! Are you hurt? What happened?"
Sable rushed to her side, deeply concerned.
"Hurt? No! I accidentally walked into the table. I tried to catch the vase, before it hit the floor!"
Krystle looked to be in a state of shock.
"Accidents happen. Just as long as you are unhurt. We can clean this mess up and all will be well again. Just make sure you don't cut yourself."
Sabled helped her up and gave her a reassuring hug, she had a feeling Krystle was still suffering with headaches. But it was pointless asking her about it, as it was obvious she was trying to cover it up. Sable knew in her heart, it was just a matter of time before she would have to face the fact that all was not well.

NEW YORK...
The oil glistened on her soft skin as she rubbed the oil all over her, the watchful eyes of the photographer, ran up and down her tanned
body. Sammy Jo looked up at him wickedly, as her hands reached her thighs.
"You are one sexy lady, Sammy Jo! Real hot and sexy!"
Denny Kane had photographed hundreds of models clothed and unclothed, he equally bedded many more, but he found Sammy Jo to be more exciting than all the others.
"Why thank you sir! But don't you agree the photo shoot is much more important than keeping up with your libido!"
Denny laughed at her reply, but had to agree business was sometimes more important than pleasure. While he went to set up the shoot, Sammy Jo lay back, the heat of the lights warming her oiled body. She loved all the attention that Denny was giving her, she had always found it hard to resist a sexy looking man, as indeed Denny was. She thought of Steven, so handsome, yet so gay, she did care for him, she hoped they could be friends someday. Her plans to have to son with her, would surely drive an even bigger wedge between them. But she wanted her son to get to know her, before he got to an age when he didn't care, as he would have his own life to lead. Besides Steven had Bart Falmont, who did she have?
"Sammy Jo! A phone call for you, from Washington."
He handed her the phone, she wondered who had tracked her down to the studio.
"Hello! Alexis!! I was wondering when you would stick your ageing nose into my affairs. Okay you are Danny's grandmother, but that does not give you the right to talk to me like that! I want my son with me, so you better get used to the idea, that includes Steven!"
Sammy Jo slammed down the receiver.
"Problems? This Colby broad sounds like a tough cookie!"
Denny sat down beside her.
"She is an old broad alright! I can handle Alexis Colby. She thinks she can buy anything or anyone. But I will show her, I am not the naive Sammy Jo that arrived in Denver all those years ago, when she was the banished bride returning to cause trouble for my aunt Krystle."
Sammy Jo was determined to fight Alexis and Steven, she was almost certain that she could win!


                                        To be continued.....
(c) 2011..  Mark McMorrow...