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#YRfanfiction #Niktor #Newmans Now&Forever: Whirlwind of Emotions Pt. 21-Final part

Published April 23, 2012 by tdaddetta16

Chapter Forty-Four
He walked straight into Victor’s office. “Newman,” he said as he closed the door behind him firmly.
“What is it, Bradley?” Victor asked as he continued reading his file.
“You know why I’m here. I want to see my daughter!”
“Your daughter?” Victor asked unable to believe what he was hearing!
“That’s right, I want to see her. No more stalling, no more games! I want to see my daughter!”Brad demanded hotly.
“Abby will see you when she’s ready and not a moment sooner.”
“You arrogant son of a pregnant dog, who do you think you are?” Brad demanded hotly.
“A better question, Bradley, is who the hell do you think you are coming into my office and talking to me this way?! This is my office, Abby is my daughter and you no longer have a say in anything that has to do with her! That’s the way it is, so you’d better find a way to deal with it!”
“No, Newman, that’s the way it is for now.” Brad corrected him cryptically.

“What are you talking about now?” Victor asked mockingly.
“Word is that you and Nikki aren’t getting along well at all. Everyone knows it’s only a matter of time until you break her heart just like you broke Ash’s so many times before. But, don’t worry. I’ll be there to help her and Abby pick up the pieces.” Brad replied with an arrogant smirk and a spark of challenge in his eyes.
“You arrogant worm, nobody including my wife and daughter needs a d**n thing from you! You may have money but you’re still all alone. The only reason you have any of your money is because you married into it! You didn’t earn one d**n penny!” Victor bellowed infuriated!
“Spoken like a true blowhard who can’t stand knowing that he’s done. Face it, Victor your marriage is through. It’s only a matter of time before Nikki realizes it too and decides to try again with someone else, someone who can give her what she needs, instead of constantly taking from her and leaving her broken-hearted. Don’t worry, I’ll take very good care of her,” Bradley said with a smirk as he started to walk out.

“You had your chance, Bradley and you blew it! What makes you think Nikki will ever look twice at you?”
“You’ve paved the way for me, Newman. The way you’ve been treating her lately, she’ll come to her senses soon enough and you’ll be left out in the cold where you belong!” Brad taunted him.
“GET OUT, GET THE HELL OUT AND DON’T YOU EVER LET ME CATCH YOU IN HERE AGAIN!” Victor boomed as his fists clenched at his sides and he tried to ignore the tightening in his chest, the trouble breathing.
Bradley left without another word.

“Surely he’s just joking, trying to make me doubt my marriage. What else could it be?” Victor asked aloud, wheezing as he leaned against the window in his office. But a little voice inside of him asked, “But what if he isn’t? He has history with Nikki. Abby called him daddy for the first two years of his life. What if this isn’t just an empty threat?” Victor thought to himself aloud once again as doubts began to creep in, “Have I lost my wife? What if I’m about to lose her and Abby? What do I do?”
Although he was trying very hard, he couldn’t ignore the tightening in his chest or the wheezing as both got worse.
Finally, as the pain in his chest overtook him, he collapsed on the floor of his office.

**

Chapter Forty-Five
A few hours later Nikki paced the livingroom unable to figure out where Victor was or why he hadn’t called.
“Mom, come on, come sit down. Dad probably just lost track of time. You know how he gets when he’s got a lot of work to do. And he’s even worse when he’s got something going on that he can’t control. He throws himself into his work without a thought to anything else.”
“Or anyone else,” Nikki added pointedly.
“Look, all I’m saying is pacing the living room worrying yourself sick won’t help anything or anyone. It’ll just get you all worked up for nothing. Dad’s coming home soon, I’m sure of it. Just come and sit down and relax.” Vicki hoped she’d be able to get through to her mom and get her to calm down even a little bit. ‘If she keeps this up, she’ll end up in serious trouble! At this rate, she’ll put herself in the hospital.’ Vicki thought to herself worried and frustrated, ‘Where is he? He should be here by now! The longer he takes, the more worked up Mom gets!’
The sound of Nikki walking out of the living room and towards the front door dragged Vicki back to reality. “Mom, where are you going? Stay here! It’s snowing out and the roads are a mess! The last thing you need is to be driving around in that! Let’s just stay here and wait for Dad to come home.” Vicki begged, as she ran to the entrance, hoping she’d be able to convince her to stay home and wait until Victor returned.

“Victoria, I’m not waiting anymore! Your father should have been home hours ago! Something’s wrong, he should’ve called! I’m not waiting any longer, I can’t! Call me if you hear anything.” With that, Nikki wrapped her coat around her, pulled up her hood and walked out into the storm and from there to her car.
“D**n it, Victor, where are you? Why haven’t you called? Something’s wrong here, very wrong! I just hope I’m not too late.” Nikki whispered hopefully, fearfully as she started the car and the drive into town.
The drive into town went slower than usual because of all the blowing snow and the slippery roads. Undeterred, Nikki continued driving, unwilling to stop for any reason. ‘I need to get there, I know Victor’s at his office! I just wish he’d have come home when he was supposed to. God, don’t let me be too late, don’t let me be too late,’ Nikki thought to herself frantically.
*

Once she finally pulled into the parking lot, Nikki wasted no time. She walked as quickly as her legs would carry her to the front doors of Newman Enterprises and from there went straight to Victor’s office.
Not surprisingly, Connie and all the other employees were long gone.
Only the security guards and other night personnel remained.
Carefully, slowly and fearfully, she opened the door to Victor’s office and called his name.
When she got no answer, she called his name again, this time a little louder, as she walked a little further into the office. Still nothing.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone lying on the ground. Praying it was her imagination, she walked to the window.
Her jaw dropped and her heart jack hammered against her ribs as she realized what had happened and frantically called Victor’s name.
When he didn’t respond at all, she checked his breathing and pulse. “God, what do I do? What do I do?” she asked herself frantically.
Numb, she snatched up the phone and called 911. “Hello, yes, this is Nikki Newman. I need an ambulance right away. I’m in Victor Newman’ s office, he’s collapsed and his breathing’s shallow, his pulse is weak and hard to find. No, he’s not conscious. No, I don’t know how long he’s been like this. Okay, yes, I understand. I won’t move him. Please hurry!”
With trembling hands, she hung up the phone and knelt down beside his almost lifeless body murmuring through heartbroken, terrified tears, “Victor, it’s me. It’s Nikki. Can you hear me? Victor? Hold on, you have to hold on, darling. Please hold on!” With tears pouring down her cheeks and catching in her voice, she pleaded with him over and over to hold on. “I can’t lose you. Not now, do you hear me, I can’t lose you! Don’t leave me now! Don’t go now, darling, please don’t leave me!”

#YRFanfiction #Niktor #Newmans Now&Forever: Whirlwind of Emotions Pt. 19

Published April 23, 2012 by tdaddetta16

Chapter-Forty
Confused, Nikki and Victor looked at each other and shook their heads before walking back into the livingroom with Cindy carrying the plate of cookies.
“The kids always heard me talking about you, reminiscing about when we were growing up. Suzzy started calling you that a few months ago.”
“Oh.” Victor still couldn’t quite take it in.
“Mommy talks about you lots,” Suzzy said with a mouth full of cookie.
“Suzzy, what have I told you about talking with your mouth full?”
Suzzy nodded and finished her cookie before continuing. “You stood up for her when a mean girl made her cry, when she was little.”
“Well, I didn’t think she should be treated that way.”
“No, it’s not nice to make people cry.” Suzzy agreed with a smile.
“It certainly isn’t.”
“I’m glad you came back, I wondered what you looked like.”
“You did?” Victor asked with a chuckle.
“Yeah, Mommy has lots of pictures of you in boxes upstairs, but they’re all old ones; ones that are from when you were little.”
Jumping off the couch, she turned to them and said, “I’m going to go play. Bye Uncle Chris.”
After she had scampered off upstairs, Cindy turned to them and said, “I’m always telling her stories about when we were growing up. I guess that’s why she calls you Uncle Chris, she feels like she knows you. We had some good times, didn’t we?”
“Yeah, we did.” Victor’s smile was soft, but there wasn’t a trace of sorrow in it.
“We’d better get going, it’s been a long day,” Victor said as he rose from the couch.
“Wait a minute, I have some boxes that belong to you. Your mother left them for you, in case you ever came back.”
He looked at Nikki who nodded and said, “This is part of why we came, isn’t it?”

A few minutes later, Cindy had carried the dozens of boxes down and into the entrance.
“Where’s your car?” she asked as she picked up one of the boxes.
“At the end of the driveway.”
“Well, park it in the driveway and I’ll help you with the boxes.”
“You really don’t have to.”
“Chris, I’ll help you with the boxes. Don’t argue, you won’t win.” When Victor said nothing, only leaving to get the car, Nikki turned to her and said, “Nice work.”
“Thank you. He knows not to mess with me,” Cindy joked as they talked a little more before Victor came back in.
“Are you sure you should be lifting any of these?”
“Nikki, they’re not that heavy, I’ll be fine.”
Not wanting to argue with him in front of his childhood friend, who knew nothing about Victor’s health, or why they were there, Nikki didn’t push the issue. They said their good-byes and headed out.

As they climbed back into their car, Victor turned to her and asked, “Would you mind if we went back to the hotel? I’m a little tired and anxious to look and see what’s in those boxes.” Nikki answered softly. “Of course, I was going to suggest we head back, you look like you could use some rest. Tell me the truth, today took a lot out of you, didn’t it?”
“It took a lot more out of me than I expected.” Victor offered no further explanation as he started the engine and the car roared to life.

Chapter Forty-One
They finally made it to their room.
All the way back to the hotel, Victor hadn’t said a word and Nikki hadn’t pushed him to talk to her.
Somehow, she had sensed that he needed this time to himself, time to just reflect on the past and on what coming back home to face it meant to him.
He had carried one box in with him.
As he sat on the bed with it beside him, Nikki walked over to him and gently put her hand on his shoulder. He smiled softly and hesitantly, slowly opened the box.
There sat piles and piles of papers, photos and drawings he’d done for his mother as a child.
“She kept them.” Victor couldn’t keep the wonder out of his voice if he’d wanted to, nor could he keep the tears from rising in his eyes.
“Of course she did, they were from you,” Nikki told him softly as she looked at what was in the box.
A small off-white envelope caught his eye. “What’s this?” he thought to himself out loud. Carefully he opened the envelope and read.
Dear Christian,
By now you’re all grown up and you’ve made a life for yourself. But, you haven’t forgotten who you are and where you came from. You never could. I always knew you’d come back, always knew you’d come home. I hope by now you know that I didn’t send you away, I didn’t give you up because I didn’t love you or because I didn’t care, but because I did. I had no choice. I couldn’t let you and your brother starve, I just couldn’t do it. I loved you and your brother with all my heart. And, I always will. But, after your father left, the money ran out and I couldn’t keep both of you with me so I had to make a choice. I’ll regret what I did for the rest of my life and I only hope that, one day, you can forgive me.

With tears burning in his eyes and pouring down his cheeks, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope and threw it back in the box. Furious, he stalked toward the window. “Bastard!” he swore softly as a bitter cold edge crept into his voice.
“Victor,” Nikki whispered softly as she walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
“If ever I doubted whether Albert Miller, my father was a bastard, this proves it! The man walked out on his family, left us destitute and never looked back. He left my mother to pick up the pieces with two young children. What kind of monster does that? My mother adored him, she gave him everything she had! She gave him everything she had, and this is how he repaid her!”
Stalking to the bar, Victor snatched up the decanter of brandy.
“Victor, no.”
Glaring, he slammed it back down on the bar and stalked back to the bed.
Helpless, Nikki could do nothing but sit and watch as he slumped down onto the bed and gave into the bitter, furious tears he’d held in for so long.
“Darling.” Nikki whispered as she wrapped her arms around him and held him tight.

She rocked him back and forth for what seemed like forever, until finally, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, exhausted by all that had happened.

The next day, as rain fell softly on the ground outside the room, Nikki and Victor awoke and dressed.
“Are we going home?” Nikki asked, hoping on some level they were.
“No, there’s one more place I need to go.”
“For heaven’s sake, where?” Nikki asked unable to think of where else he needed to go, especially since time was certainly not on their side!
“I need to see my mother,” he told her simply.
Nodding silently, Nikki followed him out of the hotel.

*

#YRFanfiction #Niktor #Newmans Now&Forever: Whirlwind of Emotions Pt. 20

Published April 23, 2012 by tdaddetta16

Chapter Forty-Two
As the rain began to fall harder and the wind picked up they made their way over to Victor’s mother’s grave. “I can’t believe I haven’t been here since she died. I kept meaning to, but…” “Victor, it’s me, you don’t have to explain, I understand; and so does your mother.”
“I hope you’re right. I hope that, wherever she is, she understands that I never meant for things to turn out the way they did. I made so many mistakes.” “Victor.” “I was the oldest. I should have protected her if my father wasn’t going to. I should’ve been the one to protect her from him, but I didn’t.”
“Victor, you were just a child. You didn’t know any better.”
“I knew right from wrong.” Victor shot back stubbornly.
“So did your father, but that didn’t stop him.” Nikki reminded him.
“I knew something was going on, but I didn’t do anything.”
“Don’t! Don’t you go blaming yourself! Your father is the one to blame, not you! He’s the one who tore your mother’s life apart, not you!”
He said nothing as he stared at his mother’s headstone and whispered, “I’m sorry, more than you’ll ever know.”

Wordlessly, they made their way back to the car and from there to the hotel. They had just gotten back in their room when the phone rang.
“Hello?” Victor answered, wondering who it was.
“Victor, where have you been? Haven’t you checked your messages? I’ve been trying to reach you for days!” Dr. Cornwell chastise him, furious at his total disregard of her instructions. “What part of stay in town didn’t you understand?!”
“I had some things I needed to take care of.” He answered tightly, defensively.
“Well you’d better get back here before you land yourself in the hospital! If we have any chance of turning your situation around, you need to get back here now!”
“We’re heading back now.” With that, Victor hung up.
“That was Dr. Cornwell, wasn’t it? What did she say?”
“She’s angry because I didn’t stay in town like she wanted me to.”
“I don’t blame her! Victor, you took a very foolish risk coming here the way you did, against her advice.”
“Nikki, drop it.” His voice held a clear note of warning that she completely ignored.
“No! You took a risk you should never have taken by coming here and she has every right to be angry with you!”
“Fine, you’re right. I shouldn’t have come, satisfied? Let’s just pack and get out of here!” Victor barked as he grabbed their suitcases and started shoving his clothes into his suitcase.

**

Chapter Forty-Three
A few hours later, they returned home, where Victoria sat waiting for them.
“Where have you been? What’s going on? Why haven’t I heard from you?” She peppered them with questions as they entered the livingroom.
“Victoria, your father and I have had a very intense few days, so we’d appreciate it if you’d give us some time to unwind before we answer your questions.”
“Fine.” Vicki answered petulantly.
“Did anybody call?” Victor asked absentmindedly.
“Yeah, Dr. Cornwell called,” Vicki told them hesitantly.
“What did she say?” Nikki asked cautiously, fearfully.
“Well, um,” Vicki stuttered, knowing full well what she was about to tell them had the potential to make an already precarious situation much worse!
“She got called out of town at the last minute, apparently she had an emergency with one of her other patients.”
“Great, just great! Why didn’t you just listen to me, why? Everyone was telling you that you needed to stay put! Why couldn’t you just listen to us? Why couldn’t you do that? Everyone who cares about you told you that you should’ve stayed in town. But no, you just had to do this your way! Congratulations, you may have officially done yourself in!” With that, Nikki stormed upstairs without so much as a word.
“Give her time, Dad. She’ll come around,” Victoria whispered as she hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. “I’m glad you’re back. It’s good to have you home. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, my sweetheart,” Victor said with a small smile as he watched Victoria walk upstairs to bed and went to the den to settle in for the night.

***

Two days later, Victoria decided she’d given her parents enough time to work out whatever problems they were having and it was time for her to get involved. She’d heard about her father’s last minute trip and completely that he never should’ve gone on it in the first place.
“Mom, I know what Dad did was wrong.”
“Not to mention stupid, crazy and reckless,” Nikki added pointedly, bitterly.
“Okay, but don’t you think that you should maybe talk to him?” she asked wisely.
“Why? So he can feed me more lies?” Nikki asked bitterly.
“No, so you can work this out and get through it together. All this fighting isn’t good for anybody, especially the twins!” Vicki reminded her stubbornly.
“Victoria.”
“Look, just think about it, okay?” Vicki asked hopefully.
“Alright, but I’m not promising you anything.” Nikki replied, still very angry!
As he walked downstairs and took in the expression on her face, Victor cautiously asked Nikki, “You ready for your doctor’s appointment?”
“Yeah, let’s go.”

*

Thankfully, there wasn’t much traffic on the roads, so they were right on time for the appointment. Things were good until the appointment started.
“Nikki, I’m concerned about your blood pressure, it’s getting very high. It seems to be affecting your pregnancy and the twins. Their blood pressures are high too, not as high as yours, but almost. You need to avoid stress at all costs, and get plenty of bed rest.” Dr. Simpson was now back in town and ready to take over her case.
“Dr. Simpson, I can’t do that, I have too much going on right now! There’s a lot going on you don’t know about. Both my daughter and Victor are dealing with major crises right now and I need to be there for them!” Nikki argued stubbornly.
“Nikki, what difference will all that make if you end up in the hospital?! That’s exactly what’s going to happen if you’re not careful!
You need to get plenty of bed rest and stay away from stress if you want to carry this pregnancy to full term!
You won’t be able to help anyone, including Victoria and Victor if you don’t take care of yourself! Come on, this isn’t anything you haven’t heard before. You know all this, Nikki!
Listen, the bottom line is, if you want to have two healthy, happy babies, you need to stay away from stress and start taking care of yourself! And that means focussing on what you need! Your family will be just fine, you need to do what’s best for you!”
“Alright,” she reluctantly agreed.
“Thank you, doctor,” Victor said as she left the room.

After bringing her home and making sure she didn’t need anything, Victor told Nikki, “I’ll be at work if you need me.”
“Okay, thanks,” Nikki replied, trying to give him a chance to make up for what he’d done.

An hour later, Victor sat behind his desk hard at work. He looked at contracts needing to be signed, proposals needing his approval and various other things needing his attention.

A few hours had passed when Bradley walked back into Newman Enterprises to see Victor. He wasn’t far from his office when he spotted Victoria.
Thankfully, she didn’t see him.

#YRfanfiction #Niktor #Newmans Now&Forever: Whirlwind of Emotions Pt. 17

Published April 23, 2012 by tdaddetta16

Chapter Thirty-Six
An hour and a half later, they stood outside the gates of the orphanage, the building was just as he’d remembered it, or at least the outside was.
He walked a little further towards the entrance. But, as his stomach began to tie itself in knots and fear balled in his throat as they walked up the steps, Victor turned back towards the car.
“Victor, what are you doing? Where are you going?” Nikki asked confused. As the bright, warm sunlight shone down and a soft breeze blew through the trees, Victor looked at her, tears glistening in his eyes and whispered, “This was a mistake, let’s go.”
“No, we’ve come this far, we can’t turn back now,” Nikki said taking his arm.
As he pulled away, he lost his balance and so did she. Thankfully neither fell.
“Are you alright?” Victor asked worriedly.
“I’m fine.”
Victor looked at her, clearly unconvinced.
“Victor, I’m fine.”
As the fear he’d held at bay for so long finally overtook him, Victor sat on the steps of the orphanage and sighed dejectedly. “Nikki, I don’t think I can do this. It’s too hard.”
“Yes you can. Victor, you’ve come this far, you can’t turn back now. If you do, you’ll always wonder what would have happened, what your life would have been like if you’d had the courage to face your past, to really put it behind you for good.”
Taking his hand, she whispered, “Come on, let’s go. Come on.”

Hesitantly, he took her hand and they entered the orphanage. As he looked around, he couldn’t believe it was the same place. The orphanage he remembered was dark, cold and dirtym with holes in the walls and paint peeling off of them. The place he stood in now didn’t even resemble the building that had haunted him for years. The bright, cheerful colours on the walls, stuffed animals and other toys overflowing from toy boxes certainly hadn’t been there when he was a boy.

As he walked through the building, he couldn’t help but smile at all the decorations adorning the walls; watercolour pictures painted on white paper and construction paper cutouts of starfish and other animals. Reading his mind, Nikki asked with a soft smile, “Not like you remember it, is it?”
“Not at all,” he answered, returning her smile.
As they walked down the halls, they passed a small group of children. As they recognized him one by one, the murmurs grew louder until one child walked up to him and asked, “Are you Victor Newman?”
“Yes I am,” Victor answered, surprised she recognized him.
Turning to the others, she said, “See, I told you it was him.”
Then, turning her attention back to Nikki and Victor, she asked, “Are you lost?”
Chuckling, Victor answered, “No, I’m not lost.”
“Then what are you doing here? Nobody ever comes around here unless they’re lost.”
“What’s your name?” Nikki asked with a smile.
“Carrie, what’s yours?” the young girl asked with a bright smile.
“I’m Nikki.”
“Pleased to meet you.”
“You too.” They couldn’t help but smile at the charming little girl who stood in front of them smiling as she studied them, wondering what two people who were obviously very well off were doing in a place like this one. “You didn’t say, what are you doing here? You said you’re not lost, so what are you doing here?”

“Carrie! That’s enough! Run along and play, Mr. and Mrs. Newman did not come here so you could ask them questions about things that are none of your business.” The director of the orphanage told her sternly.
“Yes, ma’am,” Carrie replied sheepishly.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude,” she said before running off to join the other children.

Chapter Thirty-Seven
“I’m sorry, Carrie is a little too curious for her own good sometimes. I’m Elizabeth Bennett.” The young woman, who looked to be in her late forties, wore a smart black blazer with black pants and her long chestnut hair in a bun. She had a bright, beautiful smile and her white skin held a healthy, warm glow. “Bennett?” Victor echoed. “Was your mother Erica Bennett?”
“Yes, how did you know?”
“Believe it or not, I grew up in this orphanage.”
“Wait a minute, you’re… no, you couldn’t be…Christian Miller? Is that you?”
“Yeah,” Victor said with a shy smile.
“I never thought I’d see you here. What are you doing here? Why don’t we go to my office and talk. I have a lot of questions to ask you.” “Lead the way.”

Before long, they sat in a modest office which, like the rest of the building was brightly coloured and cheerful with pictures from the children adorning the walls. “What brings you back here? You hated this place.”
“Yeah, I did, more than I can put into words, but I have some unfinished business I need to take care of.”
“Oh.” Elizabeth somehow knew not to press him for details.
“Well, it’s good to see you anyway.”
“You too. I was just a little boy when you last saw me, how did you recognize me?”
“Mom talked about you all the time, you know you were her favourite. When I saw that smile of yours, I knew it was you.”
“How is she doing?” Victor asked, remembering the one person in the entire orphanage who took the time to really get to know him, the one person who showed him any kindness.
A note of sadness crept into Elizabeth’s voice as she replied, “She died earlier this year.”
“I’m sorry, I…”
“Don’t be, you didn’t know. She talked about you often, wondered where you were. She always said she knew you were doing just fine, you were a fighter and you’d make it. She knew that about you from the moment she saw you.”
Uncomfortable with the emotion clogging his throat, making it hard to breathe, Victor changed the subject and said, “You’ve done wonders with this place, it’s nothing like I remember it.”

Beaming, Elizabeth replied, “That’s the idea. I remember how much you hated it here, Mom told me about it. It broke her heart to see you so alone and unhappy, she wished she could do something for you, but she couldn’t.”
“She did do something for me; more than I can put into words. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t be here, I wouldn’t be who I am now without your mother’s influence.”
With a sombre smile, Elizabeth continued.“When I finished school I came here to work with her and when she got sick, I took over for her as director. I wanted to make sure that this place was nothing like it was when you lived here. You went through hell. All the teasing and taunting from the other kids, the constant yelling from the staff who had no time for a young, scared boy. I was determined that no child who walked through our doors would ever have to face that. I’m sorry you did. You didn’t deserve it.” Her voice was soft and sad. Although he almost always hated for anybody to feel sorry for him, somehow, he sensed this was different. Elizabeth didn’t pity him, she knew what he’d been through and that he never should have had to go through it. Somehow, on some level, he knew that, unlike most people, she neither despised nor feared him, she didn’t pity him either. She simply, wholeheartedly shared memories of her mother with him. And he knew, without her having to say a word, that those memories of her mother meant more to her than anything else ever could, ever would. Rising up from his chair in front of her desk Victor said, “Well, we’d better get going, we have a couple more places to go before we head home.” Nodding, Elizabeth got up from behind her desk and walked out into the hall with them. “I’ll walk you out.”

When they’d reached the entrance, Elizabeth turned to him and said as she hugged him, “It was good to see you, Christian. Next time, don’t wait so long to come back and visit.”
“It was good to see you too. I won’t.” Victor replied as he smiled tearfully and left.
As they stood on the steps of the orphanage, Nikki asked with a smile, “Not as hard as you thought it would be, was it?”
Returning her smile, Victor replied softly, “No, it wasn’t.”

#YRfanfiction #Niktor #Newmans Now&Forever: Whirlwind of Emotions Pt. 18

Published April 23, 2012 by tdaddetta16

Chapter Thirty-Eight
“Where to next?”Nikki asked as she and Victor got into the car.
“I’m taking you back to the hotel so you can rest.”
Nikki said nothing as she glared at him defiantly, her arms folded across her chest.
“Wrong answer, I guess?”
“Good guess.”
“Nikki, come on. You need your rest, remember what the doctor said at your last appointment, the stress isn’t good for you, and you know it has an affect on the pregnancy too.” He tried fruitlessly to reason with her.
“Victor, I’m not going back to the hotel and that’s final!”
“Alright, I don’t want to argue with you.”
“Good, where are we going next?”
“You’ll see when we get there,” Victor replied not taking his eyes off the road.
“You won’t tell me now?” Nikki asked, her curiosity piqued.
“No, you’ll see soon enough.”

A little while later, they pulled up to a three bedroom red brick house with a flowerbed filled with daisies, tulips and daffodils. The lawn was perfectly cut and the grass a healthy green.
“What are we doing here?” Nikki asked as they walked up the brick driveway to the front porch.
“This is my old house.” He replied as he knocked on the door.
“What?” Nikki asked, shocked by what she’d just heard.
“This is my old house, the one I lived in when I was a kid.” He reiterated patiently. “If I’m going to face my past, this has as big a part to play in that as anything else.”
Nikki stood there stunned as she tried to take in what she’d just heard.

“Hello.” The woman who stood in front of them after opening her door to them was in her late twenties. Although she was obviously better off than most people, there was no air of superiority in her voice or her demeanor. Her hair was long and thick, dark brown, her skin soft and rosy and her eyes a beautiful shade of dark green. She wore an old, faded pair of jeans and a t-shirt that read We’re here for a good time, not a long time with a cartoon of a young brunette wearing a red dress with a slit in it that would have been considered more than a little risque by most people.
“I’m Victor Newman, we spoke on the phone a few days ago.”
“Yes, I remember, please come in.” The woman couldn’t help but study him for a few moments as he and Nikki walked into the house. Although she had obviously been taken by surprise at their arrival, the woman remained congenial. “I’m Cindy, pleased to meet you,” she said, shaking hands with them both. Her smile was genuine and her manner down to earth as she motioned to them to sit down as they entered the livingroom. “Please make yourselves comfortable.”

Chapter-Thirty-Nine
As they talked, Victor couldn’t shake the feeling he’d seen her before. “Cindy, how long have you lived here?”
“In this house or in Buffalo?”
“Buffalo.” “I grew up here, only a few blocks from here, actually. Why?”
“The last house on the corner about three blocks from here?” he asked thinking back to when he was a child and used to tag along with a young girl who looked a lot like the woman now sitting across from him.
“Yes, how did you know?” Cindy asked amazed. As she studied him intently once again, a light of recognition slowly found its way into her eyes as she said, “Christian? Christian Miller?” “You got it.”
“Where have you been? What are you doing here and why did you wait so long to come back home?” Cindy asked with a smile.
Turning to Nikki, she said, “We grew up together, he and I were really close. Having him around was almost like having a brother around to protect me.”
“It’s a long story, let’s just say I had my reasons for staying away as long as I did.”

“You lost me,” Nikki said with a smile as she sat and listened to them talk about old times.
“Cindy lived just three blocks away from me when we were growing up. I used to tag along with her and her friends since none of the guys wanted me around. I was a runt.” Victor explained with a bittersweet smile.
“And having you around came in handy.”
“Oh?” Nikki asked intrigued.
“Yeah. One time, me and three other girls were walking to the candy store not far from where I lived. Everything was going well until this girl walked up to us. She was on her way back from the candy store.”
“Samantha Whitemore,” Victor said with a strange edge to his voice.
“You still remember that? You still remember her name?” Cindy asked surprised.

“How could I forget, her eyes all but fell out of her head when I yelled at her.” Victor smiled at the memory of the young, seemingly innocent blond haired, blue-eyed girl’s face as she realized she couldn’t intimidate him.
“You yelled at her?” Nikki asked a little surprised and unable to hide her smile.
“Yeah, she was chirping, trying to cause trouble and make the rest of us feel bad about not having as many toys or the pretty clothes she had or living in as big a house as she did. She was the richest kid in the neighbourhood. She was always bullying us, putting us down because we didn’t have one thing or another, or because our parents did work her parents thought was beneath them. None of us had the guts to stand up to her, but Chris did. When she started yelling at us to turn around and go back where we came from, since we had to pass by her house to get to the candy store, Chris yelled back at her and told her that, contrary to what she believed, she didn’t own the whole block, all she had were her dolls so she’d better just keep quiet and mind her own business. He ended by saying with an attitude like hers it was no wonder she didn’t have any friends. She wouldn’t know how to treat them if her life depended on it.” Cindy smiled at the memory and then started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Nikki asked with a smile of her own.
“By the time Chris was done with her, Samantha was bawling her pretty blue eyes out.”
Victor couldn’t help but chuckle as the memory came back to him.“Boy did that feel good! I’d been wanting to do that for a long time and just didn’t have the guts until then.”
“Even as a six year old, you had more guts than most adults we knew.”
“Six?” Nikki asked surprised he would have had so much courage at such a tender age.
“Yeah, you heard right, six years old and he told off a twelve year old girl who had more money than all of us put together and was twice his size.”
“More money than brains,” Victor said as he thought back to that day.
“Never been one to mince words, have you Chris?” Cindy asked with a bright smile as she shook her head.
“No, why start now?” Victor said with a cheeky smile.

“I thought I recognized you, but I wasn’t sure. When did you move here?” he asked curious.
“We moved here shortly after your dad left and you went to the orphanage. Your mom really wanted to stay here, but there were too many memories, too much pain in this house, so she sold it to Mom and Dad. She said she didn’t feel comfortable with selling it to anybody else and knew we’d take good care of it. She was heartbroken to have to leave you like that, to have to abandon you, but she didn’t have a choice.”
“I can see she was right. The place looks great.” Victor said with a small smile as he looked around. “You’re right, she didn’t have a choice, thanks to my father. The bastard walked out on us and never looked back.”
“Thanks. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to dredge up bad memories.” Cindy said before adding as the cries of a baby began to ring through the air, “That racket you hear is my youngest waking up from her nap. Excuse me.”
“Mind if we look around?” Victor asked, unable to help himself.
“No, go ahead, I’ll be right back.”
Victor rose to walk the house and was surprised to find the blending of old and new all around him. There were old plates his mother had used every Sunday when they had dinner, sitting neatly in the kitchen cupboards. There were new coffee mugs and silverware stored away neatly in other cupboards and drawers. As he entered the kitchen, he noticed something above the kitchen sink. Walking towards it, a bittersweet smile spread on his face as he whispered, “It’s the sun-catcher I made for my mother one year for mother’s day.”
“You made that?” Nikki asked surprised.”
“What, you don’t think I could? Don’t think I have the patience to do something like that?” Victor teased smiling.
“In a word, no.” Nikki replied honestly, with a hint of a smile.

“Mommy,” said a little girl as she walked upstairs. She looked like Cindy, with her brown hair and a rosy complexion, but her eyes were blue and held a light of curiosity he hadn’t seen in a long time.
“Sorry, Chris, Clair was a little fussy.”
The young girl’s eyes widened as she whispered with a smile, “Uncle Chris?”
Confused, Victor looked from the little girl standing in front of him to Cindy, who stood but a few feet away, holding her youngest daughter.
“What would you like, Suzzy?”
“Can I have a cookie?”
“Go on into the livingroom and I’ll bring some cookies, okay?”
With a bright smile, Suzzy scampered off to the livingroom to sit and wait.

“Sorry about that, just give me a minute and I’ll explain everything.”

#YRfanfiction #Niktor #Newmans Now&Forever: Whirlwind of Emotions Pt. 16

Published April 23, 2012 by tdaddetta16

Chapter Thirty-Four
Only minutes later, Nikki was back downstairs only to find him gone. “He wants to play games, fine! He’s about to find out who he’s playing with!’ Nikki thought, a light of anger mixed with determination flaring in her eyes as she picked up the phone and called Newman Enterprises. “Hello, Connie, it’s Mrs. Newman. I need Victor’s itinerary for his trip to Buffalo.”
“Mrs. Newman, I wish I could help you but, Mr. Newman was very adamant, he-”
“Connie, I’m well aware that he didn’t want anybody knowing about the trip or what his itinerary is. But that doesn’t matter. I need to know what he’s up to. It may very well be a matter of life and death. Look, just get me whatever you can, alright?”
“Okay, here’s what he told me.” Uneasy, Connie told her about Victor booking a hotel room for four days, gave her the name of the hotel and the room number. “I’m sorry, that’s all he told me.”
“Thanks Connie, you’ve been more help than you know. I owe you,” Nikki said before hanging up and calling Wally.
“Wally, it’s Mrs. Newman. I’ll meet you at the airport in a half hour.”
“But Mrs. Newman-”
“Wally, don’t argue, I’m going to Buffalo to find Victor, with or without your help.”
“Alright, I’ll see you in a half hour.” Wally knew better than to argue. After hanging up, he thought to himself aloud, “I sure hope Mr. Newman knows what he’s doing.”

Back at the ranch, Nikki was making arrangements to make sure Abby would be taken care of while she was gone. “Victoria, don’t ask any questions, I don’t have any time to explain. I need to go find your father.”
“Where is he?” Vicki asked suspicious.
“Buffalo.” Nikki answered simply, offering no further explanation.
“Buffalo? Mom, what’s he doing in Buffalo for God’s sake?! He needs to be here, not in another state! What is he thinking? What’s going on?” Vicki asked, her temper rising.
“Victoria, I don’t have any answers for you, I don’t know. I don’t have any time to explain, I need to go now.”
“But Mom-”
“Victoria, I don’t have any time to waste! I need you to take care of your sister for me while I’m gone. Can you do that for me?”
“Do I have a choice?” Vicki asked still frustrated and angry that something was being kept from her yet again!
“Thank you, I’ll see you when we get back.”
*

A few hours later, Nikki was standing outside Victor’s suite, ready to confront him. “What are you doing here?” he asked completely shocked to see her. “Does your doctor know you’re here?”
“Victor, I’m not that far along, and don’t try to change the subject! What are you trying to pull, taking off like that when you knew I was going to be right back? You knew I wanted to talk to you! You new I wasn’t about to let you go on this trip alone!” Nikki exclaimed as she pushed past him and into the suite.
“Yeah.”
“What do you mean yeah? That’s all you have to say for yourself?” Nikki exclaimed, her temper slowly climbing.
“What do you want me to say?” Victor asked defensively.
“I want an explanation, damn it! You owe me that much!”
“Nikki, I didn’t want to get drawn into another argument, alright? We just keep going around in circles, it doesn’t do either one of us a damn bit of good.”
“That’s the first thing you’ve said that I agree with! All the arguing in the world won’t do us any good. Victor, what we need is to work together to get through this. Why can’t you understand that?”
“There are some things even you can’t help me with.” He offered no further explanation, only moving across the room to sit on the couch.
“Not good enough, I want to know what’s going on and neither of us is going anywhere until I find out.” Her tone brooked no argument as she followed him to the couch and sat beside him.
“Nikki, I came here to take care of a few things, that’s it.” Victor couldn’t look her in the eye, afraid of what she’d see shining in his eyes.
“You said that before, but you didn’t say what. What could you possibly have to take care of here?” Nikki pressed. “There are some things here that I have to face, things from my past, alright? Are you satisfied now?” Victor asked, knowing he had no reason to be defensive with her but unable to help it. ‘She’s just better off not knowing some things, no matter how much she wants to help me. This is my problem, it has nothing to do with her and she can’t do anything to help me, that’s all there is to it.’

“Victor, I’m not leaving, so deal with it! Now, what are you talking about, what’s left for you to face here?” Nikki asked, determined to get an answer. Then suddenly, it dawned on her. “You’re here to face your past, aren’t you? You’re here to face what happened all those years ago when your mother gave you up for adoption.” The heartbreak in her eyes was meant not as an insult or a form of pity, but simply of understanding. Still, he hated seeing it.
“Nikki, go home.”
“No, I’m going with you. Wherever you’re going today, I’m going with you.”
“Nikki, why? Why do you want to do that? Why are you so determined?”
“Here,” he said, pulling out his wallet and reaching for a credit card. “There are two or three boutiques and a shopping mall not far from here. Go and spend the afternoon there, I’ll meet you back here when I’m done.”
“Give me that credit card and I’ll cut it up into a hundred tiny pieces.” Nikki said, perfectly serious.
“Fine, suit yourself. I’ll be back in awhile.”
“Freeze. You’re not going anywhere without me.”
“You’re sure you want in on this?” He asked sceptical and far too tired to argue with her anymore.
“Positive.” Nikki replied before asking, “Where are we headed first?”
Hesitating for only a moment, Victor replied, “The orphanage where my mother left me.”
“What? I didn’t think it was still around.”
“Neither did I, I did some investigating and it’s still around. Ready to go?”
“Let’s go.”

Chapter Thirty-Five
A few hours later, Nikki was standing outside Victor’s suite, ready to confront him. “What are you doing here?” he asked completely shocked to see her. “Does your doctor know you’re here?”
“Victor, I’m not that far along, and don’t try to change the subject! What are you trying to pull, taking off like that when you knew I was going to be right back? You knew I wanted to talk to you! You new I wasn’t about to let you go on this trip alone!” Nikki exclaimed as she pushed past him and into the suite.
“Yeah.”
“What do you mean yeah? That’s all you have to say for yourself?” Nikki exclaimed, her temper slowly climbing.
“What do you want me to say?” Victor asked defensively.
“I want an explanation, d**n it! You owe me that much!”
“Nikki, I didn’t want to get drawn into another argument, alright? We just keep going around in circles, it doesn’t do either one of us a d**n bit of good.”
“That’s the first thing you’ve said that I agree with! All the arguing in the world won’t do us any good. Victor, what we need is to work together to get through this. Why can’t you understand that?”
“There are some things even you can’t help me with.” He offered no further explanation, only moving across the room to sit on the couch.
“Not good enough, I want to know what’s going on and neither of us is going anywhere until I find out.” Her tone brooked no argument as she followed him to the couch and sat beside him.
“Nikki, I came here to take care of a few things, that’s it.” Victor couldn’t look her in the eye, afraid of what she’d see shining in his eyes.
“You said that before, but you didn’t say what. What could you possibly have to take care of here?” Nikki pressed. “There are some things here that I have to face, things from my past, alright? Are you satisfied now?” Victor asked, knowing he had no reason to be defensive with her but unable to help it. ‘She’s just better off not knowing some things, no matter how much she wants to help me. This is my problem, it has nothing to do with her and she can’t do anything to help me, that’s all there is to it.’

“Victor, I’m not leaving, so deal with it! Now, what are you talking about, what’s left for you to face here?” Nikki asked, determined to get an answer. Then suddenly, it dawned on her. “You’re here to face your past, aren’t you? You’re here to face what happened all those years ago when your mother gave you up for adoption.” The heartbreak in her eyes was meant not as an insult or a form of pity, but simply of understanding. Still, he hated seeing it.
“Nikki, go home.”
“No, I’m going with you. Wherever you’re going today, I’m going with you.”
“Nikki, why? Why do you want to do that? Why are you so determined?”
“Here,” he said, pulling out his wallet and reaching for a credit card. “There are two or three boutiques and a shopping mall not far from here. Go and spend the afternoon there, I’ll meet you back here when I’m done.”
“Give me that credit card and I’ll cut it up into a hundred tiny pieces.” Nikki said, perfectly serious.
“Fine, suit yourself. I’ll be back in awhile.”
“Freeze. You’re not going anywhere without me.”
“You’re sure you want in on this?” He asked sceptical and far too tired to argue with her anymore.
“Positive.” Nikki replied before asking, “Where are we headed first?”
Hesitating for only a moment, Victor replied, “The orphanage where my mother left me.”
“What? I didn’t think it was still around.”
“Neither did I, I did some investigating and it’s still around. Ready to go?”
“Let’s go.”
*

#YRfanfiction #Niktor #Newmans Now&Forever: Whirlwind of Emotions Pt. 15

Published April 23, 2012 by tdaddetta16

Chapter Thirty-Two
“Nikki, enough! I’m going and that’s the end of it!” Victor boomed, his eyes ice cold.
“And what, I’m just supposed to sit here at home like a good little wife wringing my hands? Not a chance! No way in hell am I going to do that! No way in hell am I going to just sit back while you play the macho man and land yourself in the hospital, or worse!” Nikki warned, finally fed up with him and his attitude, his constant placating and secrecy.
“Nikki, you’re overreacting!” He exclaimed.
“And you’re not reacting at all! Victor, drop the macho man garbage and look at this for a minute, really look at it. You’re in enough trouble as it is! One wrong move and you could die! You know this, it’s nothing new, we’ve been over it a hundred times! Why are you being so stubborn? Why won’t you just do what the doctors are telling you? Why is that so impossible for you? What are you so afraid of?” Nikki asked, determined to get the answers she was after.
“Nikki, why are you getting so worked up about this? It doesn’t have anything to do with you! This is my call!” Victor bellowed, finally losing his temper.
“No way! This isn’t your call, it’s ours and you aren’t going anywhere without me!” Nikki exclaimed, his temper matching that of her husband.
“Nikki, I’m going to Buffalo and that’s the end of it, alright!” Victor demanded, refusing to see her side of the situation at all.
“Over my dead body!” Nikki told him, making it crystal clear he was going nowhere without her!
“Nikki-” he was about to set her straight when the pitter-patter of little feet coming down the stairs stopped him in his tracks.
Bleary-eyed, Abby walked into the livingroom clutching her teddy bear and crying.
“Baby, did you have a nightmare?” Nikki whispered softly as she turned her attention to Abby’s scared little face.
Abby silently nodded as tears slipped down her cheeks.
“My sweetheart, come here,” Victor whispered as he took her hand and lead her to the couch.
Picking her up and holding her tight as she sat on his lap, Victor said, “It was just a bad dream, that’s all. There’s nothing to be afraid of, alright?”
“Sweetheart, can you tell us what the bad dream was about?” Nikki asked softly.
Abby thought about it for a few moments and then looked into her father’s eyes.
At that moment, it was painfully clear what she had dreamt of.
“Abby honey, did you have a bad dream about Daddy? Was it about something happening to him?” Nikki gently probed a little further.
Again, Abby said nothing as she clung to Victor and berried her face against his shirt.
Heartbroken, Victor held her tight and let her cry.

After a few minutes, Abby was clam enough to listen to what they had to say. Victor went first. “Abby, I want you to listen to me, alright? Can you do that for me?”
Her breathing still hitching on her tears, Abby silently nodded.
“Good. Nothing’s going to happen to me, nothing at all. So, I don’t want you worrying, okay? I don’t want you worrying about anything.”
“That’s right, nothing’s going to happen to Daddy. We won’t let it. I promise you I’m not going to let anything happen to him.” Nikki asked softly, her heart breaking for this little girl who had already been through so much.
Silently, a little calmer than she had been before, Abby nodded and, looking from Nikki to Victor and back again, whispered, “You promise?”
“We promise,” Victor reassured her before they took her back upstairs to bed.

Chapter Thirty-Three
“Now do you see why I keep telling you you need to stay here? Victor, Abby’s terrified of losing you and she’s not the only one!” Nikki exclaimed as they climbed into bed for the night.
“Nikki, you don’t have to worry about me, alright? I’ll be fine, I promise nothing’s going to happen to me. I’ll be home before you know it.” Victor tried his best to soothe her.
“Victor, you’re not hearing me! This isn’t up for discussion, you’re not going anywhere, especially without me!”
“Nikki, come on be reasonable.”
“I am being reasonable, you’re just not seeing it. Then again, maybe you just don’t want to see it, I don’t know.” Nikki replied, unwilling to give in.
“This isn’t over, Nikki. You haven’t gotten the last word,” Victor warned as he fell asleep for the night.

The next morning as soft warm sunlight peeked through the bedroom curtains, Nikki awoke to an empty bed. “Damn it!” Nikki swore as she sat up and threw off the covers.
As she got up and started walking out of the master bedroom, Nikki felt a swift kick. “Well, morning. I know you’re hungry, so am I. But first we need to find Daddy and talk some sense into him,” Nikki said with a smile as she put a hand on her stomach.
After feeling another swift kick, Nikki said, “Yeah, I know. Daddy’s being more stubborn than usual, but we’ll get through to him yet. Then we’ll eat. Sound good?” Nikki asked with a smile.
The baby kicked once more before falling silent again.
Just as Nikki was about to head downstairs to look for him, Victor walked out of the master bathroom.
“There you are. What’s going on? Where are you going?”
“What makes you think I’m going anywhere?” Victor asked evasively.
“Victor.” “Nikki, we went through all this last night. We discussed this, I’m going to Buffalo, I’ll see you in a few days.” With that, Victor walked down the hall and downstairs.
“Not so fast!” Nikki called after him angrily.
“You’re not going anywhere until we talk this out!”
“What’s left to talk about?” Victor asked tired of rehashing the same things over and over again.
“Victor, what do you mean what’s left to talk about? Just wait here while I get changed. I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere!” Nikki said before hurrying back upstairs to change.
After hesitating for a few moments, Victor picked up a note pad and pen and began to write.
Dear Nikki,
I’m sorry, but I have to go. I don’t expect you to agree with this or like it. But, it’s something I need to do. It’s time I faced a few things, things I’ve been running from for far too long. I’ll be back before you know it.
I love you, now and forever.
Victor.
With one last, heartbroken look towards the stairs, Victor walked out of the livingroom and into the entrance. Picking up his suitcase, he didn’t dare turn around for fear he’d lose his nerve and never do what he knew he needed to, if he were to ever move on with his life.