Okay, it is currently November 22, 2005 and this fic is going under some major heavy revisions. I read over each and every chapter of this story so far and I found that I didn’t like a lot of what I had written. I’ve improved my writing since the first posting of this story and I decided to revise most of what I’ve written so far.
Don’t worry – to those of you who are still interested in this story, I still plan on finishing this fic. I’ve just lost my inspiration ever since the writers of Passions had decided to break Fox and Theresa up! Anyway, be on the look out for updates!
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Passions. They belong to NBC or anyone that is affiliated with them.
This story takes place around the time where Ethan was trying to figure out who he wanted to marry - Gwen or Theresa. Ethan bounced back and forth between the two girls, before finally deciding on Theresa and then he finds out Gwen was pregnant and vola! Ethan chooses Gwen because she was pregnant! End of story.
1) Theresa never had little Ethan, but she did marry Julian. They’re friends.
2) Whitney and
Chapter 1 – The First Dream
The night was nice and cool as a gentle breeze ruffled through the branches and leaves of trees. The moon was bright and round, glowing happily and beautifully in the dark velvet sky, as it was surrounded by mysterious twinkling lights. Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald stood on the second-story balcony, staring up into the darkness with wonder. The air was filled with a crispiness that held the promise of an early winter that felt cold and lonely. Above, the stars are tiny specks of sparkling silver glinting brightly in the moonlight.
Thoughts and doubts swirled around Theresa’s head as she stood alone on the balcony. Her life… her life was a complete mess. The love of her life had just chosen another woman. Ethan Winthrop had sent her world crashing down with just a few simple words. He didn’t love her anymore, it was plain and simple.
He loved Gwen. He wanted Gwen.
She had lost. She had tried with all her might, but had lost just the same.
Theresa leaned against the railing, her cheek propped on her palm as she continued to stare out into the night. Love had its ups and downs, and there was a lot of pain involved, but when it all came down to it, Theresa wanted it all. She was a firm believer of fate, but sometimes it was hard to keep the faith when everything was crashing down around her. She was called the hopeless romantic, but yet, there was no romance in her life. Romance, it seemed, only existed in movies and fairy tales at this point. Why couldn’t she seem to find happiness with love?
The stars twinkled brightly in the sky and Theresa continued to stare at them, a small smile gracing her lips. One of the stars was shinning more brightly than the others and that had caught her eye. For a moment, she hesitated, but then shrugged. Why not? There was no one else around to watch her… the petite woman closed her eyes and made a secret wish.
Star light, star bright, first start I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, may I have the wish I wish tonight.
Subconsciously, she clasped her hands together and wished hard. She wanted to be happy. She wanted to be whole. She was tired, tired of being lonely and tired of being the one that always ended up hurt. And she was so tired of the pain. She just wanted to be loved.
I wish to find my true love. Please, I just want to be whole and happy again. I just want to be loved. Please help me find my special someone. After all, I still believe in fate. I promise to let things happen naturally, to be patient. No more lies and deceit. No more pain. I just want to be happy and in love.
Opening her eyes, Theresa gave a sigh and slowly turned away from the balcony. She slipped through the balcony doors, back into the warmth of her room and climbed onto her large bedat the Crane mansion. She turned off her lamp light, immediately enveloping her room in total darkness. The only source of light was the illumination from the moon. She laid in bed for a few minutes before slowly drifting off into another night of restless sleep.
They were on a balcony. Theresa grinned radiantly as he twirled her around. Yes, this was how it was supposed to be. She and Ethan dancing the night away, her dressing in a beautiful ball gown and him in an elegant tuxedo… and living happily ever after.
They were at a masquerade ball. She was dressed as Cinderella and her prince, although the mask was shielding his face, was very handsome. Twirling her around once more, he pulled her towards him. He was tall... towering her 5'2" frame. She loved him, she loved everything about him…
"I love you Theresa," he whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
Theresa smiled softly and turned around to face him. "I love you too," she replied back. She glanced up at her prince, expecting to see Ethan, only to get the shock of her life and she froze.
It wasn't Ethan, but a tall young man with blonde hair.
Theresa sat up with a confused expression on her lovely face, the blankets around her were all twisted and she was sweating. Although she knew it was just a dream, she couldn't help but feel it was real. "What the heck was that all about?" she asked out loud in the darkness. Turning to her nightstand, she saw her digital clock read 3:27am. Sighing, Theresa slipped back under the covers, but this time it took her awhile before she fell asleep again.
Whitney Russell glanced up as she heard the door to the Book Café open and close. She smiled as she saw her best friend walking towards her. However, her smiling face turned into a concerned look when she noticed the bags under Theresa's eyes, indicating that her friend didn't have a decent rest during the night.
"What's up Theresa, you alright?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine Whit. Just didn't get that much sleep last night that's all," Theresa replied yawning.
"Nothing, Whit," Theresa laughed, "I just had a weird dream that's all."
Whitney looked at her best friend, she had a feeling there was more to it than just a strange dream. She shrugged. Theresa would tell her eventually, she just hoped that it wasn't another crazy scheme.
chatted excitedly about her plans with
After a day of shopping with Whitney, Theresa headed back to the Crane mansion with all smiles. However, when she opened the front door, her good mood vanished. On the couch, in the living room were Ethan and Gwen, their arms wrapped around each other. One of Ethan's hands was gently rubbing Gwen's stomach affectionately and Gwen was giggling.
Theresa sighed and continued on her way upstairs, she didn't feel like facing Ethan and Gwen today. All she wanted to do was curl up in bed and read a book or take a nap. She just didn't have the energy to have another argument with Gwen. Besides, I need to give up on Ethan anyway. All the stress that I’ll cause could harm the baby Gwen’s carrying. As much as she loathed the blonde, she wished no harm would come to Gwen’s baby.
With her faith renewed, Theresa headed outside to the Crane pool with the book she was currently reading and stayed optimistic for the rest of the day, determined to not let Gwen or Ethan get to her.