produced/written by G. Matthew Smith

EPISODE #116 (Monday, 4/22/02) click here for a printable version of this episode
Same Day
March, 1936 - Afternoon


Naomi Jackson69A Bridgeside Terrace; Riverside"By the time were done, we're all gonna be richer than we could ever imagine." Sammy Benedict grinned slyly

And that was exactly what Naomi Jackson was counting on.  When Sammy had come to her months earlier in New York, she'd nearly slammed the door in his face.  However, no matter what animosity existed between them, she could still be vulnerable to him.  As big as her dreams were, his were bigger and he was just slick enough to know how to achieve them.  His plan to use her baby---their baby, a fact that he still refused to accept---to get their hands on the Preston estate had seemed like an easy one at the time.  Now, however, she was beginning to realize that it was much more complicated than she'd first thought.

Suddenly, there was another knock at the door.

"W-who's that?" Naomi asked nervously as she nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Sammy, I didn't know we were expecting someone else," Kitty Benedict spoke up as she rushed over to his side.

"We're not," he muttered and quickly reached for his gun.  "Quick, get her outta sight.  We can't let anybody see her here or..."

Too late.  Before Sammy could say another word, the door swung open.

"Oh, god," Naomi gasped as she felt her heart begin to pound loudly inside her chest.

"I thought that I'd find you here," the unexpected visitor smiled slyly.

"L-look, I can...e-explain," Naomi stammered as she looked into the eyes of Joyce Preston.

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54 Spring Lake Dr.Jim Fitzpatrick"Don't worry," Detective Jim Fitzpatrick said as he carefully wrapped the cufflink that might belong to Stephen Lake in a handkerchief and put it into his pocket, "we'll do everything we can to find Miss Lake.  The best thing for all of you to do, right now, is just wait."

"Wait?" Patterson Monroe asked incredulously.  "Do you seriously think that any of us are going to just sit around here on our hands and wait for you to do something?"

"That's exactly what I think and that's exactly what you're going to do!" Jim responded firmly.  "Look, if Stephen Lake is really alive and is responsible for his daughter's disappearance and...well, other things, then this could become very dangerous.  You should leave the police work to the police.  Now, if you'll excuse us, we need to get back to the station so we can work on our investigation."  Jim motioned for Officer Russ Leeds to follow as he turned and headed for the door before turning to address the group again.  "Don't go out and do anything foolish.  Leave this to the police."

As the front closed behind Jim and Russ, Patterson's jaw tightened and a look of clear determination covered his face.

"If they think that I'm just going to sit around here on my hands while they look for Stephanie, they're out of their minds!" Patterson spoke up.  "Do they expect me to believe that they're going to make finding her a top priority?"

"Paddy, I know that they're going to do everything that they can," Sara Manchester responded soothingly as she walked over to him and gently placed her hand on his shoulder.  "I'm sure that they're not going to take a missing person lightly."

Patterson Monroe"This isn't just a missing person," Patterson reminded.  "This is clearly a kidnapping!  I don't...think that they see this as being as serious as it is."

"Paddy, we have no reason to think that Stephanie was kidnapped by her father," Dane Manchester laughed as he tried to lessen the tension in the room.  "True, it's just unbelievable that the man is alive after all these years, but it's not outside the realm of possibility that she just went away with him.  She's always worshiped the man and..."

"Do you still honestly expect me to believe that she just left town with saying a word to anyone?"

"This is Stephanie we're talking about," Dane reminded.  "You know how she can be."

"Yes, I do," Patterson sighed.  "And I know that she wouldn't have just disappeared without saying anything to me!  I refuse to stand by and let the police make their feeble attempts to find her.  Remember, this is the same police department that's convinced that Francis Callison, of all people, killed Stephanie's mother!"

Sara Manchester"Paddy, just calm down."

"I will not calm down!" he snapped.  "I want Stephanie found and I want her home.  If anything were to happen to her, I don't know what I...what...I..."  Patterson let out a weary sigh of frustration as he hung his head and fought back his fears.

"I know you're a good friend to her," Sara said softly as she exchanged a knowing glance with her husband.  "That means a lot to her, but she wouldn't want you to..."

"A good friend?" Patterson laughed awkwardly.  "Yes, a good friend.  Stephanie and I are...good friends and that's why I refuse to just sit around here and wait for something to happen to her."

"W-what are you talking about?" Sara asked, growing increasingly worried.  "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to go out and find her myself!"

Dane Manchester"Paddy, how do you think you're going to do that?" Dane questioned.  "If the police don't seem very sure of where to start, how do you expect to..."

"I...I don't know," he sighed as he shook his head, "but I'm not going to just sit around doing nothing.  I'm going to find Stephanie and I'm going to bring her home---exactly where she's supposed to be."


Albanyville High School"Eliza, I'm not sure about this," Stanley Fitzpatrick sighed with a shake of his head.  "Do you really think this is gonna work?"

"I'm positive," Eliza Campbell grinned broadly.  "You just do exactly like I told you to and everything is going to happen exactly like I said it would."

"Ah, gee, Eliza, I'm gonna get punched!"  He shook his head with nervous worry as he pondered all of the negative outcomes of her plan.  "You know how Mags can be!"

"I know exactly how Maggie can be," she sighed.  "That's why this has to work.  I don't need some false friend trying to hang all over my boyfriend."  She froze when she caught a glimpse of Maggie Callison walking down the hallway.  "Now, quick, get over by your locker.  Here she comes.  I've got to get outta here so you can work your magic."

"Ah, gee," he muttered and frowned.  No matter how strongly she protested to the contrary, he was certain that Eliza's little plan was going to backfire.

"Hello, Stanley," Maggie spoke up half-heartedly as she reached her locker which was just a few over from his.

"Oh, hi, Mags!" he beamed as he quickly shut his locker door before walking over to her.  "How did you do on that English quiz?"

Maggie Callison"I got a 'B'," she muttered in response as she rummaged through her locker for her books for her next class, not even bothering to look at him.

"That's great!" Stanley exclaimed and leaned against the locker next to hers to look at her nervously.  "Um...Mags, I...just wanted to thank you again me another chance.  I know that I shouldn't have stood you up for the dance, but I was sick and..."

"I know," she sighed.  "You were sick and couldn't help it.  I understand.  There's no reason for you to keep apologizing about it over and over and over."

"I know but...well...we were getting kinda serious---well, we could have been---and I...well..."

"Stanley, just spit it out!" Maggie snapped, her patience starting to wear thin.  "What are you trying to say?"

"Well, I..."  He paused and swallowed hard as his nervousness began to take over.  He'd never exactly been the type to be overtly forward with girls, so what Eliza was asking him to do was more than a little difficult for him.  "Would you like to go to the movies with me on Saturday night?  I mean, as a real date date?"

"Stanley, I don't know," she sighed wearily.  "With everything that I've got going on at home, I..."

Stanley Fitzpatrick"Oh, but, Mags, a movie is exactly what you need!" he insisted.  "It would be good to take your mind off of things.  The new Shirley Temple movie is playing at the Alhambra."

"Stanley, I..."

"Please?"  He stuck out his bottom lip and gave his best pitiful look.  If he couldn't get genuine excitement out of her, he could at least play on her pity.

"Oh, all right," she relented after realizing that there was no way to turn him down without having him go on and on about the movie.  It was just easier for her to say "yes."

"Ah, great!" he exclaimed.  "You're gonna have the best time.  I promise you!"

And, with that, he grabbed her and pulled her to him so that he could give her an overly affectionate kiss on the lips.  Naturally, Maggie was taken quite off guard and wasn't sure about how to react.

Meanwhile, guess who should "happen" to be strolling down the hallway?  Randy Lamont, stack of books in one arm and Eliza hanging onto the other.

"Well, well, well," Eliza chuckled at the sight of Stanley and Maggie.  "Would you just look at that!"

"Y-yeah, it's...Stanley and Maggie," Randy replied uncomfortably as he tried to keep his true awkwardness over their public embrace hidden.  "'t think that we should b-bother them right now."

Eliza Campbell"Oh, I wasn't going to bother them!" she laughed.  "I'm just tickled pink that everything is working out for them.  I know that Maggie has wanted it to for some time."


"Most definitely!"  Eliza's eyes darted from Stanley and Maggie to Randy.  "In fact, just the other day she was telling me how much she really liked him and how she hoped that he'd ask her to go steady."


"Yes!" she exclaimed.  "And, from the looks of things, he just asked her and she accepted!  Isn't that wonderful?"

"Yeah, it's just...great," he mumbled.

"Speaking of going steady," she smiled slyly.  "You know, we've been seeing one another for quite a while, now, and..."

"Yes, I know," he grumbled as he followed Eliza while she led him down another hallway, away from Stanley and Maggie.

"And, well..."  She paused and bit her lip nervously.  "I think it would be just wonderful if we could go steady.  I mean, neither one of us is dating anyone else and it would be the next logical thing to happen and..."

Randy Lamont"Us?  Go steady?"  Randy pulled away from her slightly and furrowed his brow as he looked at her.

"Yes.  I know...that I'm probably being a little forward, but..."  She hesitated and lowered her head in order to act embarrassed by her actions.  "Well, since Stanley and Maggie are obviously going steady now, I'd...well...feel a little left out.  I mean, I hope I'm not sounding selfish or anything, but..."

"N-no, you're not sounding selfish, but..."

"But?"  Eliza popped her head up and eyed him curiously.  "Oh, you're going to say "no," aren't you?"  She threw her bottom lip out and began to pout pitifully.

"Well, wasn't going to..."

"Really?"  She nearly beamed with excitement.  "So, does that mean that you will ask me to go steady?"

Randy looked at her intently as he tried to figure out what he was going to say.  He really didn't want to go steady with her, but how could he tell her that without sending her into a hysterical fit?  He knew exactly how high strung Eliza could be and was certain that her reaction would nearly be more than he could deal with.