produced/written by G. Matthew Smith



EPISODE #46 (Monday 6/25/01) click here for a printable version of this episode
same day - October 1935

THE LAKE APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM

800 W. Rose St. Apt. #3, Albanyville, ILStephanie LakeStephanie and Clark were enjoying a quiet evening together when Clark began to make advances towards her.  She quickly tried to push him away and told him that she just wasn't ready for that kind of relationship.  He grew frustrated with her protestations and was determined to have her.

"You really shouldn't lead guys on like you do, Stephanie," he muttered into her ear as he slipped his hand inside her blouse again.

"But I haven't lead you on!  I've been very honest with you!"  She tried to push his urgent hands away, but found that he was too strong.

"Don't you know that Delta Phis get what they want?"  His lips found her neck again as she began to struggle inside his grasp.  "And I want you, Stephanie."

"No!" she cried out as he swiftly flipped her over onto the couch and held her down.  "Clark, no!"


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THE DAVIS HOME - LIVING ROOM

23 Green St., Albanyville, IL"I'm really glad you finally went to see your mother," Trevor said as he sat on the couch with Grace.  "I know it was difficult for you, but I'm sure you'll understand how important it was for you to do that.  Whenever you want to pay her a visit, just let me know.  I'm more than willing to take you."

"I-I don't know if I can go back," Grace muttered as she looked absently down at her hands.

"What?"

"Oh, Trevor, it was so hard to see her like that!  I-I knew she was in bad shape, but I didn't realize exactly how bad."  She tried to hold back a tear as she thought again about her visit to the sanitarium to visit her mother.  "Why didn't Douglas tell me that she'd attacked him?  Why didn't he warn me?"

"I'm sure he just didn't want to upset you."  He reached out and held her hand.  "And besides, that was a long time ago.  She's much better now."

Grace Davis"But she's still not well!  She's not the mother I want to remember!"  Grace turned away from Trevor and bit her lip.  Of course, she had been happy to see her mother again in spite of her nervousness.  However, all the visit had done was remind Grace of how things had been before her mother had to go into the hospital...the yelling, the screaming, the nights when Grace was scared to death that her mother was going to do something foolish.  "Trevor, I can't go back!  I just can't!"

"You have to, Grace."  He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.  He hated to see her in such emotional pain.  He knew that, in the long run, reestablishing her bond with her mother would be a good thing for Grace.  However, he was fully aware of exactly how bad Mrs. Davis' mental condition truly was.  "Dr. Maynard said that she asks for you sometimes.  Maybe, if you keep visiting her, it will be just the thing to cut through that mental fog she's trapped in."

"I don't know," she muttered as she shook her head.  She tried to force the memory of her mother's shattered mental state from her mind, but the image of her disheveled appearance and vacant eyes still haunted her.  "I just can't help but look at her and remember all the horrible things that happened."

Trevor Callison"Then don't think about the bad times."  He smiled at her and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.  "Think about the good times you two had together.  You know, before she got sick.  I'm sure there were lots of wonderful memories that you two shared.

"Well, yes," Grace smiled as a memory flashed through her mind.  "Despite all of the troubles with Daddy when we were very young, Momma and I were always very close."

"Tell me about it, Grace.  Tell about when you were a little girl and the memories you have of your mother."

Grace looked down and bit her lip as she began to think.


THE LAKE APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM

800 W. Rose St. Apt. #3, Albanyville, IL"Get off me!" Stephanie screamed as she finally pulled herself out of Clark's grasp and ran across the room.  "What do you think you're doing?  I told you I wasn't ready for that!"

"O-oh, my god, Steph, I-I'm sorry."  Clark's eyes grew wide with shock.  He thought she was just playing hard to get.  She really had meant it when she told him to stop.  "I-I...I'm sorry.  I can't believe that I did that!"

"Well you did!"  She fought to hold back her tears as she clutched at her blouse to hold it closed.  "I told you I didn't want that kind of relationship with you, but you wouldn't listen!  What makes you think that just because your a member of some stupid fraternity that you should be able to get what you want?"

"I-I didn't mean that!  Really, I didn't!"  Clark hung his head in disappointment and embarrassment.  He'd pushed too hard.  Stephanie Lake really wasn't quite as easy of a target as Helen had led him to believe.  Maybe Helen had been wrong about her all along.  "Maybe I just so caught up in the supposed elitism of it all that I forget that we aren't the center of the universe."

"You better believe you're not!"

Clark Saxon"Stephanie, I'm so sorry!  Please give me another chance to make this up to you!"  He got up off the couch and slowly walked towards her.  He really did like her despite everything Helen Van Dyne had told him.  Stephanie really didn't seem like the type of girl who'd pull nasty tricks and schemes to get what she wanted.  He'd gotten too caught up in the game and the thrill of the chase to see that.

"Stay away from me!"  She slowly backed away from him and glared at him with eyes full of disappointment and apprehension.

"Stephanie, I told you I was sorry!  You don't now how sorry I really am."  His shoulders slumped when he realize that his pleas were useless.  He'd made a grave mistake in his pursuit of Stephanie and now he silently prayed that he hadn't ruined everything.  "Please forgive me?  I-I promise I wont pressure you any more.  I swear!"

Stephanie eyed him closely.  Could he really be telling her the truth?  Was he really sorry for having gotten carried away?  Her mind was awash in confusion.  She really did have strong feelings for him in spite of what had almost happened, but she was most definitely uncomfortable with this new side of him.  Maybe he wasn't the dream man she'd once thought he was.  Maybe her mother had actually been right in her assessment of him.

"Please, Steph?"

Stephanie Lake"I-I don't know," she stammered as she turned her back to him.  "I-I need some time to think about all of this.  Maybe you just better leave."

"I understand," he sighed before reaching for his jacket.  He slowly walked towards the door.  Before leaving, he turned around to look at her again.  "Please believe me, Steph.  I really am sorry.  I promise that this will never happen again."

Stephanie kept her back towards him in an effort to hide the tears she could no longer fight.  She said not a word in response to his pleas.  Finally, realizing that he would be getting no forgiveness form her at that time, he walked out the door and left her alone.

"Why do these things always happen to me?" Stephanie muttered to herself as she sank down onto the couch.  "Is this was I get for having thrown myself at Reginald like I did?  Haven't I paid enough for all that trouble?  Can I really trust Clark now?  He seemed so nice and sincere, but after this...."  She buried her head in her hands as she tried to sort through her feelings.  She really did like Clark and she'd hoped they could have formed a lasting relationship.  Now she wasn't sure.  She wasn't sure of anything anymore.

Meanwhile, Clark leaned against the wall in the hallway outside the apartment.  Stephanie was much more difficult than he'd thought she was going to be.  True, he really did like her and he cared for her a great deal, but he'd made a deal with Helen.  She was a rather difficult girl to say "no" to.  Maybe, if he were going to work his way into Stephanie Lake's bed, he had to try a different approach.