Written by: Dallas Walsh

Stacey Rockwell moves quickly through the hospital, desperate to find her brother, Lex Rockwell. She recalls getting an urgent phone call from him telling her that his father, Kent Blackmore, was found unconscious on the floor of the penthouse. Stacey, whom just realized what she was doing was wrong, based on her last conversation with Kent and Mac, now hopes that Kent doesn't die because of her actions.

"Lex, I got here as soon as I could," Stacey announces as she moves into the waiting room, seeing her brother stand up upon her arrive. "How is Kent?"

"He will be fine," Lex tells her, as she breathes a sigh of relief. "Dr. Chen said he was taking his pain medication with alcohol, which is a bad combo. Apparently, he ripped open his stitches and started to bleed out."

"My God," Stacey covers her mouth, recalling how Kent started to bleed when they were fighting. She now realizes how serious it was. She can't believe that she walked out on him.

"I know," Lex tells her. "I'm just glad he will be okay. I can't imagine what I would do if I lost him after losing Lydia and Jarek so quickly soon."

Stacey moves up to him and pulls him into a hug. She realizes now that she has to tell everyone the truth about what she did. And, she knows that she has to give up the CEO position. She hates who she has become as a result of letting the power to go her head. She should have stopped Kent from taking his medication with alcohol.

"Is he awake?" she asks him, as he shakes his head no. Immediately, she realizes that she will tell everyone the truth after the wedding. There's no point ruining the day she, Celeste Rockwell, Cole Rockwell and Marat Kafelinkov have been planning, especially if Kent has woken up yet.

"The doctors think either today or tomorrow."

"Today is the wedding," Stacey reminds him, thinking of her big day. "Please tell me that you won't miss the wedding?"

"I won't," Lex promises her. "If Kent isn't awake, I'll come to the wedding. I wouldn't miss your big day."

"Thank you, Lex," she tells him as she grabs his hand. "Today is one of the biggest days of my life. I want you there."

Suddenly, she realizes that she has to tell Lex what she has done. She can't go on like this anymore. She smiles back to her brother, knowing after the wedding she'll confess how far she went to keep the job and that she is resigning.

"I wouldn't miss the wedding," Lex replies to her.

"Thank you," she nods back to him. "And after, we'll talk, okay?"

***

Stacey opens the door to her bedroom at the Rockwell Mansion and quickly closes the door behind her, almost gasping for air as she does so. She leans up against the closed door and lets tears fall from her eyes, not able to understand how she could become so power driven and hungry. She has to pull herself together as she is getting married in a few hours, but right now, she is unable to control her tears.

"I could have killed him," she gasps. "I could have killed Houston's father. And," she continues to sob, as she moves to her bed and falls on it. "I've stolen from my father. My God, who have I become? Who am I?"

As she sobs, she realizes that confessing everything is the first step. She'll have to step down as CEO and she'll have to apologize to Kent. She did, after all, not stop him from over medicating. In fact, she took advantage of him when he was stoned. And, she hasn't even started on what she did to Mac, her father.

"God forgive me," she weeps. "I need the strength to get through my wedding. Then, I can make this all right."

***

Lydia Rockwell slowly opens her eyes and immediately shoots up on the small cot in the cage that she is in, in the basement of Lucinda Rockwell's mansion. She tries to remember the previous night, but most of it is a blur. As she looks around, she sees the opening into the secondary cage that she never knew about because there was a wall there. Slowly, she remembers finding a small hole by her sink and when she pressed it, the wall moved exposing the other cage.

And, that's when she saw something that caused her to faint: what appeared to be a dead Houston Blackmore. She shakes her head in confusion, knowing that Houston died in the car accident that put Stacey into a coma. "I'm going crazy in here," Lydia laughs as a tear falls down her cheek. "Are you happy Lucinda? You've officially driven me crazy!"

"Good morning to you to," a voice calls out from the other cage.

Lydia quickly turns her head and sees the man looking at her again. "I must be dreaming," she says, seeing Houston standing in front of her. "This is impossible."

"I assure you, it's not," Houston says coming into her cage. "I'm glad that you found me. I've been down here for God knows how long!"

"I don't understand any of this!" Lydia tells him. "You were in a car accident with my daughter. Everyone was told that you were dead! Stacey, she was in a coma for weeks following the collision. This can't be happening!"

"But it is," Houston nods back to her. "Lucinda discovered that I was engaged to Stacey and she didn't want that me to marry her. So, she faked my death. She paid some doctor at the hospital to tell everyone that I was dead. But in reality, I've been locked down here all this time."

"My God," Lydia gasps, realizing that Lucinda did the exact same thing with her: faked her death and is now holding her hostage. "She's crazy. Lucinda has really gone crazy."

"Together, maybe we could get out of here?" Houston asks her, as he sits next to her. "Maybe we could overtake her or something?"

Lydia looks back at him and nods. "Yes, Houston," she says. "Together, we will get out of here. And, I think I know just how to do it."

***

"I told you, you would get the information," Sabine Andrews said in a whisper on her telephone, as she pours herself a cup of water in the living room of the Rockwell mansion. There are already workers in the mansion, transforming the space for the double wedding that will take place later in the day, so she has to keep her voice quiet.

"You have to be patient…Of course I remember what is on the line," she continues to say. "I have to go. We'll talk soon."

She hangs up the phone as Mac Rockwell walks into the living room, and immediately gets a smile on his face at the sight of Sabine. "Good morning," he says coming up to her.

She leans in and kisses him on the lips. "I've wanted to do that since we kissed a few days earlier."

Mac smiles back to her. "Interesting, I've wanted to do that again too."

"Oh yea?" she asks him as he nods his head. "I hope you know that I find you very attractive, MacKenzie."

"The feeling is more than mutual," he tells her. "You've come into my life when I really needed support."

"You have my support," she purses her lips together before he leans in and kisses her again. His mouth moves down to her neck as she gasps a little. "Do we have time before the wedding?"

"I'm walking Stacey down the aisle," he says as his lips continue to kiss her neck. "They can't start without me."

***

Lex slowly opens the door to Kent Blackmore's hospital room and moves inside. He walks up to his father's bedside and looks down at him, wondering how this happened. He knew that Kent was still in a lot of pain from the transplant, but he had no idea that Kent was taking so much pain medication with alcohol. It's no wonder he didn't overdose earlier.

"Kent," he whispers, as he sits next to his father. "Can you hear me? I need you to wake up, so I can understand how this happened. I need to know why you felt like you had to turn to pills and alcohol."

Kent doesn't move. Lex puts his head down as tears form in his eyes. "I can't believe this is happening," he chokes on his words. "First Mom dies, then Jarek is killed and now this…"

"I'm not sure how much more of this I can take," Lex continues to tell Kent. "I need you to wake up. I know I was mean to you, I know I was cold, but after the transplant, I saw you in a different light. I really thought we were making a relationship. God, I was ignoring you, I wasn't paying enough attention to you. I'm so sorry."

Suddenly, Kent's eyes slowly open and he squeezes Lex's hand. Lex looks up at his father. "Kent, you're awake! Thank God, oh thank God!"

"Lllleeex," Kent manages to say.

"Don't talk," Lex tells him. "Let me get the doctor to make sure you're okay."

***

"What on earth is going on down here?" Lucinda Rockwell announces as she moves into the basement of her mansion and sees the secret wall down, and the two cages merged into one. For months, she has been holding Houston Blackmore hostage because she refused to allow him to marry Stacey. She knew that Stacey marrying a Blackmore would be the worst possible thing for her Granddaughter, so when the car accident occurred, Lucinda knew that this was her chance to remove them Houston from her life once and for all. She never thought that Lydia would be clever enough to find Houston in the basement as well.

"We know your dirty secret you wretched hag," Lydia spits, coming up to the bars that are keeping her in the cage. "I know you've been holding Houston hostage all these months! How could you be so cruel? How could you put Kent and Vivian through that? They thought they lost their child, for crying out loud!"

"Don't you dare question me or my motives," Lucinda finishes walking down the stairs. She moves closer to the cage where Lydia is. "I had my reasons. Do you really think that I would let my granddaughter marry a Blackmore? If you say yes, you're even more stupid than I first thought."

"I was going to marry a Blackmore!" Lydia protests.

"I don't care what you are going to do," Lucinda replies to her. "You mean nothing to me or this family. After everything you've done, you deserve to be behind bars. You're just lucky that you're not dead. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get to a wedding."

"Wedding?" Lydia asks her. "Who is getting married?"

Lucinda turns with a grin on her face. "If you must know, Cole is marrying Celeste today," Lucinda tells her. "And Stacey, she's marrying Marat Kafelinkov."

"No," Lydia gasps. "She can't! If she knew Houston was alive…"

"Houston is dead!" Lucinda yells at her. "No one will ever know anything but that."

Houston then emerges and looks at Lucinda. "Please, Lucinda," he says in a quiet voice. "Don't do this. Let me out of here. Let me live my life," he pleads with her. "I won't go to the police…"

Lucinda breaks into laughter. "Sorry sonny boy," she finally regains control of herself. "You're not going anywhere."

Suddenly, Houston starts coughing heavily and passes out on to the hard, concrete floor. "Houston!" Lydia squeals as she rushes to his side. "Houston, can you hear me?" Lydia looks back over at Lucinda, who has her hand over her mouth. "Don't just stand there! Help me! Help me, or he will die!"

Lucinda rushes over to the cage and pulls out a key from her purse. She opens the door and just as she enters, she spots Houston open his eye. Lucinda takes a step back as Lydia leaves Houston's side and rushes towards Lucinda. Lucinda, thinking quickly, bashes Lydia with her purse, causing her to fall back.

Lucinda quickly moves back out of the cage, and locks the door, just as Houston comes up and shakes the bars heavily, yelling out in frustration.

"You stupid fools," Lucinda angrily yells at them, as she moves away from the cage. "Don't you ever try to trick me again, because it won't work. You will never get out of here."

"Damn you!" Houston yells at her.

"Now, if you're finished, I have a wedding to get to."

Lydia comes up to Houston and puts her hand on his back. "Don't worry," she tries to comfort him, as Lucinda walks up the stairs. "We will get out of here. If it's the last thing I do, I will get out of this cage."

***

"Good morning my love," Cole Rockwell announces to Celeste Baldwin, as he opens the door the guest room of the mansion that she slept in the previous night. They had been sharing Cole's room, but since it was the eve of their wedding, they agreed that they should sleep away from one another. "How'd you sleep?"

Celeste moves up to him and kisses him on the lips. "I was exhausted, so pretty well considering that you weren't next to me."

Cole chuckles back to her. "I was pretty lonely myself. But, after today, we'll never have to sleep apart again."

"I know," she purses her lips together. "I can't wait to be with you for the rest of our lives."

"Today is the start of the rest of our lives together," he smiles back to her.

"I have to ask," she says, moving away from him. "Did you hear from Vivian again?"

Cole sighs as he recalls getting a phone call from Vivian Blackmore, his former lover, asking him one more time if he would not marry Celeste because she is still in love with him. When he refused, she made some cryptic comment that she would have to prove to him the kind of woman that Celeste is.

"No, I haven't," Cole tells her. "I don't think we have anything to worry about, Celeste. There's nothing Vivian can say or do that would stop us from getting married. How are you feeling about getting married with Stacey?"

It is Celeste's turn to sigh a little, as she thinks about her future sister in law stealing designs from her collection and is using them at Blackmore Ltd. "I don' t know," Celeste admits to him. "I know that Stacey thought she was doing the right thing, and it's too late to change the wedding plans now. I just hope she learns from this. This family has been through too much."

"I agree. I think today will be fine. I still want to be your husband," he smiles to her.

Celeste nods back to him. "I know," she smiles back to him. "I can't wait to be your wife."

***

JFK AIRPORT, NEW YORK CITY

Vivian Blackmore sits at a bar in the airport and nurses a double vodka martini. She has been in New York for a couple of days, hoping to find out what Marat and Celeste's secret was. Not only did she uncover the truth about their past together, but she's taking a surprise home with her. She opens her bag and sees her second plane ticket in her purse.

She takes a sip of her martini and smiles to herself. "You will get exactly what you deserve, Celeste," she purses her lips together. "And, once Cole learns the truth about you, he will never want to see you again. He will realize that I am the woman for him."
She takes another sip of her drink before she checks her phone, realizing that she has to board soon. "Where are you?" she asks herself. "I can't afford to be late, I have to get back to Kelsey Lake to stop this wedding."

"Mrs. Blackmore," a voice calls out behind her, causing Vivian to turn in her chair. "I'm glad we caught you."

"I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it," Vivian smiles to the woman. "Now, everything will be perfect. Absolutely perfect."

***

"You're drinking before wedding?" Marat asks Stacey, as he comes into the living room of the mansion and sees his bride to be pouring herself a glass of brandy. Stacey looks up and sees that Marat is already in his tuxedo, and realizes that she has to start getting ready for the wedding. However, after seeing Lex at the hospital, her nerves are shot. She just hopes that Kent doesn't wake up before wedding before she can confess to Lex. As long as the wedding goes off without a hitch, she can explain everything to Lex and Marat then. She just has to get through the day. At least her tears have stopped, she thinks to herself.

"I am," she says back to him, taking a sip of her brandy. "I'm nervous, I guess."

Marat moves up to her and moves some of her long hair behind her ear. "Why are you nervous?" he asks her. "Aren't you ready to marry me?"

Stacey takes another drink of her brandy. "You know I am," she replies to him. "It's just, after everything that has happened, I'm scared something else will happen that will prevent us from getting married."

"Don't worry," he tells her, as he grabs her hand. "Nothing will stop us from being together, Stacey. We love one another, we earn this day."

"I hope you're right," she tells him, as she pulls him into a hug. "I'm just worried that I'll lose everything before I get the chance to have it all."

"I won't let anyone take anything from you," he whispers back to her. "That's what I'm here for; I'm here to protect you from anything and anyone that tries to harm you."

Stacey looks into his eyes. "I love you so," she tells him.

"Good, because I love you too," he winks back to her. "Now, you should head upstairs before the guests start to arrive."

***

In Stacey's bedroom, she starts to disrobe to get ready for the wedding when she hears a knock on her bedroom door. She smiles to herself a little, thinking that Marat must have wanted to tell her something else.
She moves to the door and opens it, but sees a police officer. "May I help you?" she asks him.

"Are you Stacey Rockwell?" he asks her, as he comes into her bedroom.

"Yes, I am. What is about?"

"It's about some stolen items from Rockwell Mining," he reveals to her. "There's been an investigation opened. I understand that today is your wedding day, so I'll it go for today. But first thing tomorrow morning, you're going to have to come down to the station and answer some questions."

"I don't understand, who put you up to this?"

"Mac Rockwell," he reveals to her. "He said some designs were stolen from him. And he wants them back."

***

"God, that was amazing," Sabine runs her finger over Mac's toned, bare chest as they lay in his large king size bed, fresh from making love. "Why did we take so long to do that?"

Mac chuckles back to her. "We've both been going through a lot," he tells her. "You know, your sister's death and what not?"

"Not to mention your mother hates me," she giggles back to him.

"Let's not talk about my mother," he says, leaning on top of her and kissing her passionately again. They continue to kiss, when the door to Mac's bedroom opens and Lucinda walks inside.

"My God," she gasps in horror at the sight of Mac and Sabine in bed together. "What the hell is this?"

"Mother, damn it," Mac yells at her, rolling off Sabine. "Don't you ever knock?"

Lucinda pours herself a whiskey from the bar in Mac's room and quickly takes a sip. After the day she's had, this is the last thing she needed to walk in on. Her son sleeping with Lydia's sister, is not exactly what she thinks of as ideal.

"It is your daughter's wedding day," Lucinda calmly takes another sip of her drink. "And, this is how you're preparing for it?"

"I'm going to go shower," Sabine scurries out of the bed and into the washroom, just off the bedroom.

Mac gets out of bed and puts his basketball shorts over his naked body. "How I spend my time, mother, isn't any of your business. It hasn't been for a very long time."

"You know," Lucinda turns around and points her finger at him. "Maybe, if you listened to me once in a while about these trollops you get involved in, you wouldn't have so much heartache in your life. Lydia, Celeste and now, God I'm going to be sick, Sabine Andrews!"

"Whom I choose to spend my time with, mother, is none of your concern!" Mac tells her. "Now, if you don't mind, I have a wedding to get ready for!"

***

"Knock, knock," Marat says as he opens the door to Celeste's bedroom, and sees her standing in a simple white dress. "Wow, you look beautiful."

Celeste turns and sees the man whom is getting married at the same time as her and Cole. "Oh, Marat," she smiles. "Come in, close the door. I don't want Cole to see me before the wedding."

"You're going to knock his socks off."

Celeste giggles. "Thank you," she says as they hug. "Are you ready? Are you nervous?"

"Nah," Marat replies to her as they exit their embrace. "I love Stacey so much, I'm excited to take this next step with her. How about you? Are you nervous?'

Celeste uneasily nods back to him. "Yea, I guess I am," she admits to him. "It wasn't too long ago that I was in this very house getting ready to marry MacKenzie, and now I am getting ready to marry his son."

"You love Cole," Marat tells her. "I know it wasn't the easiest decision to make, leaving Mac to be with Cole, but I think everyone saw how much you two love one another. It's a part of the reason that Mac was so accepting of your relationship together."

"I know," Celeste turns and bites her lip, trying to prevent herself from crying. "I told Cole the truth, by the way. He knows that I can't have any more children."

"And, the wedding is still on," he continues to support her. "That has to tell you how much he loves you."

"I know, I know," she waves her hand, as a tear falls down her cheek. "God, I can't mess up my make-up. I guess, it's just made me think about…"

"Don't say it," Marat tells her, as he passes her a Kleenex. "It's in the past, Celeste. No one will ever find out about it."

"I hope you're right," Celeste comes up to him and pulls him into a tight embrace. "I'm so glad that we are in this together."

"Always," he whispers back to her. "Only you and I know what we went through. It's for no one else to judge or question."

"You always know what to say to me."

"What the hell is going on in here?" Lucinda asks, as she opens the door and sees Marat and Celeste in an embrace. "What am I walking in on?"

"Nothing," Marat exists his embrace with Celeste and turns to look at Lucinda. "Wow, Mrs. Rockwell, you look stunning," he says moving up to her and kissing Lucinda's hand.

"Thank you," Lucinda replies to him. "If you don't mind, I'd like to have a moment alone with Celeste."

"Of course," Marat nods back to her. "Celeste, I'll see you at the altar."

"Thanks again for everything, Marat," Celeste tells him, as he leaves the room. Once he's gone, Celeste looks over at Lucinda. "Lucinda, thank you for coming today."

"Ha," Lucinda chuckles back to her. "You know very well that I wouldn't miss the wedding of two of my grandchildren. Little did I know, however, that I'd be at another wedding of yours in this house."

"It's been a journey," Celeste tells her.

"That's one word for it," Lucinda says, coming up to her. "Listen, Celeste, I warned you about hurting Mac, and look what you did. You devastated him by sleeping with his son. That being said, it is clear that you and Cole love each other very much."

"I do love him, Lucinda."

"Don't interrupt me," Lucinda warns her. "You hurt my son, but I won't stand by and let you hurt my Grandson, is that clear?"

"Very," Celeste gulps back to her. "I have no intention of hurting anyone. And, I know that Cole will appreciate you coming and speaking to me today."

"Don't try to butter me up," Lucinda tells her. "I'm here because I love my family. But, if you hurt them, you will live to regret it. And trust me, you don't want to mess with me."

***

"My goodness," Mac says as he walks into Stacey's room and sees his daughter wearing a large, princess wedding dress. "You are taking my breath away, you look so beautiful."

Stacey twirls around to her Dad, getting tears in her eyes. "Oh Daddy," Stacey beams to him. "I can't believe this day is really here. After everything that happened with Houston, I never thought that I would be this happy. And, before you say anything, if you don't want to walk me down the aisle, I understand. After everything I've done."

Mac laughs as he comes up to her. "I knew that you would get to his point in your life," he tells her as he grabs his hand. "You're a smart, beautiful young woman; you have no idea how proud I am of you. I know what you did was wrong, but that's business. This is your day. I will not let myself get out of control to mess this up for you. Tomorrow, that's another story."

"Thank you," she says, fighting tears in her eyes, as she thinks about how Mac wouldn't be proud of her if he knew how far she went with Kent to keep the CEO position. "I know what you have done though, Dad. I know that you got the police involved with in regards to the designs I took to Blackmore Ltd. And, before you say anything, I'm going to give them back. I've taken a long hard look at myself, and I agree with you, I am someone I don' t recognize anymore. I don't like who I've become. First thing tomorrow, I'll return them."

" You're my daughter, you have to know how much I adore you," he whispers back to her. "I am just glad that my scare tactic seem to work. But, let's not talk about that today. It's your wedding day. I'm so proud of you, you know that?"

"I do," she smiles back to him. "I'm so glad that you'll be walking me down the aisle today."

"I wouldn't be anywhere else," he tells her. "And, you know what? Lydia is with us today. You know he would be so happy for you today."

Stacey puts her head down as her eyes fill with water. "I miss her so much," she bites her lip. "It doesn't seem fair that she was taken from us."

"I know," Mac nods back to her. "But you know what? This wedding is the start of things turning around for this family. We've had so much happen to us, but we are Rockwell's, we always land on our feet. And, going forward, everything will be perfect. Starting with this wedding for you and Marat."

"Oh Daddy, I hope so," she hugs him. "I really hope so."

***

After leaving Stacey's room so she can finish getting ready for the wedding, Mac moves down the hallway and stops outside Cole's bedroom. Mac takes a moment to collect himself before he knocks on the door.

He hears a faint "come in," before he enters the room and immediately spots Cole fixing his bowtie in front of a large mirror. Mac looks at his son, looking all grown up in his tuxedo. Part of him can't believe that Cole, the rebel playboy of all his children, is getting married. Mac can't deny that part of him is still upset that Cole is with Celeste, but he knows that he can't prevent his son from being happy because it is clear that there is something between him and Celeste.

"You look so handsome," Mac finally speaks to his son, causing Cole to look at Mac through the mirror. "So, grown up."

"Thanks Dad," Cole turns to face his father. "You have to know how much I appreciate you being so okay with this wedding. I know what I did to you couldn't have been easy to deal with."

"Let's not dwell on that now," Mac tells him coming up to him and patting his shoulders. "Today is the start of your future with a beautiful woman. I just hope you're ready for this step. Marriage is a big step."

"I know," Cole nods back to him. "And, I am ready. After everything Celeste and I have been through…"

"You both deserve this happiness."

"I don't know how I got so lucky to have you as my father," Cole chokes up on his words as the men hug.

"I just told your sister that today was the start of something new for this family," Mac tells him as they exit their embrace. "We are Rockwell's; we get through anything that life throws us at. And, we always come out on top. Today is the start of that happening for us again; you and Celeste; you'll be happy."

"Thanks Dad."

***

Marat looks in a mirror, fixing his hair since the wedding is about to start relatively soon when he hears a knock on his door. He turns around and moves to the door, and sees Mac on the other side.

"Mr. Rockwell," Marat shakes his hand. "What a surprise. Are we ready to begin?"

"Almost," Mac nods back to him. "I wanted to have a discussion with you first, I hope that's okay."

"Of course it is," Marat replies to him. "I think I know what you're going to say, and I'm ready to listen."

Mac chuckles back to him. "You know that I am a powerful man," Mac begins to tell him. "I trust that you won't hurt my daughter. Because, if you do, you will have to answer to me."

Marat uneasily nods back to him. "I have no intention of hurting your daughter, Mr. Rockwell. But, I still appreciate that you care about her enough to give me this warning."

Before Mac can reply, there is another knock on the door. Mac moves back and opens it. "Father?" Marat asks, looking over Mac's shoulder.

A large cloud of cigar smoke puffs into the air as Yuri Kafenlikov steps into the bedroom. "Yes, son," he smiles before shaking his hand. "I just landed from Moscow. I trust I'm not too late."

"Not at all," Mac tells him. "Mac Rockwell, it's a pleasure."

"Likewise," Yuri shakes his hand back. "Could you give my son and I a moment?"

"Of course," Mac smiles to them. "Not too long, the wedding is about to begin."

"You look good, Marat," Yuri tells him after Mac has left the room. "Are you sure you're ready to marry this American?"

"I am more than ready, father. Wait until you see her, she is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Yuri chuckles. "Those are the girls you have to watch out for, son."

"It's good to see you, Dad."

"You too my son."

***

Sabine grabs her phone from her and sits on Mac's king size bed as she starts to send a text message. She smiles as her phone opens, knowing that she and Mac have gotten so close that they made love earlier in the day. She knows that sleeping with Mac was never a part of her plan, but she can't complain that it has happened. He is a very skilled, thoughtful lover, she thinks to herself. Lydia was a fool for letting him go, she smirks to herself.

She finds the contact she is looking for and starts typing furiously into her phone. "Don't worry, I will get more information as soon as I can. Things have been complicated here. Will explain later."

She pushes send and then stands up, quickly fixing her dress in the process. She then opens the door and moves into the hallway, just as a man is coming out of Marat's room. The man looks behind him and Sabine freezes in her footsteps.

"Yuri?" she gasps in shock, at the man who hired her to spy on Rockwell Mining. Sabine's mind quickly goes back to the day after she caught Patrick in bed with his mistress. Sabine was beyond distraught. She went to a bar after filing for divorce; her lawyer told her that she wouldn't end up with much money because Patrick made her sign a pre-nup. Still, Sabine had some savings, but her bank account is certainly not what Patrick's was. That's when Yuri approached her. He was in Paris on business and he knew a woman like Sabine when he saw one. They made their deal that night in Paris. Two days later, Sabine showed up in Kelsey Lake. "What the hell are you doing here?"

***

"I thought I'd find you here," Brock Jennings announces to Lex as he moves into the waiting room where he sees Lex sitting. "How is Kent?"

Lex looks up at the man who saved his life and stands up. "I don't know," Lex admits to him. "He woke up but I called for the doctor to make sure he was okay. I'm expecting to hear something anytime now."

"How are you doing? This past couple days couldn't have been easy for you."

"They haven't been," Lex nods back to him. "I still can't believe that my husband is dead but was trying to kill me. It seems surreal."

"I'm sorry," Brock tells him, as he comes closer to Lex. "I should have told you. I just wanted…I wanted some kind of evidence before I said anything."

"I get it," Lex replies to him. "I'm not mad at you. Like I said before, you saved my life."

Brock moves to touch Lex's face. "You know it's because I care about you, right?"

Lex nods back to him but moves Brock's hand away from his face. "I appreciate that," Lex tells him. "But right now, the only thing I can think of is my father. And, mourning my husband."

"Of course," Brock replies to him. "Just know that I'm here, when you're ready. For anything, talking, going to a movie…"

Lex chuckles a little. "That sounds way too normal for compared to what I'm used to."

Before Brock can reply, Dr. Chen returns to the waiting room. "Doctor, how is he? How's Kent?"

Dr. Chen looks back at him. "He'll be fine," he nods. "We got his liver under control and we've pumped most of the drugs out of his system. He's almost back to his normal self."

"Thank God," Brock says, putting his hand on Lex's shoulder.

"Can I see him?" Lex asks, as the doctor nods.

"Just don't stay too long, he still needs his rest."

Lex looks back at Brock, who nods for him to go and see his father. Lex turns and rushes out of the waiting room. He soon opens the door to Kent's hospital room and sees his father sitting up in bed.

"Thank God you're okay," Lex says moving up to his father and hugging him. "You have no idea how scared I was."

Kent smiles at the love from his son. "I'll be fine," he tells him. "I'm stronger than I look."

"Jarek is dead," Lex informs him. "After Lydia dying, I was scared I was going to lose someone else I care about."

"Jarek is dead? How did that happen?"

"It's a long story," Lex replies to him. "What's important is that you're okay. I do have a question though? Why were you taking your pain medication with alcohol?"

Kent looks back at his son with intent. "I didn't mean too," Kent informs him. "It just got away from me. The fight though, that's what's unacceptable."

"Fight? What fight?"

Kent feels his blood boil. "Stacey," he whispers as Lex arches his eyebrow. "She didn't want me to sign the POA over to you. She tried to stop me. She … she pushed me, which caused my stitch to come undone. And then, she left me there."

Lex shakes his head in horror. "I don't understand," he tells his father. "Why would Stacey leave you alone like that?"

"For the CEO job," Kent replies to him. "She wanted the job for herself. She didn't want to lose the position to you or to me."

Lex suddenly realizes that it makes sense and that's why Stacey had been acting so odd. "My God," Lex whispers. "I have to go and talk to her. I have to stop the wedding from happening! She's not going to live some happy life after the way she's behaved!"

***

"Well," Houston asks Lydia, as he sits on the cot looking at Lydia, who is still standing at the bars of the cage. "What do you think we should do now? We can't give up."

Lydia doesn't reply for a moment as she thinks about the fact that two of her children are getting married today and she can't be there, and that makes her terribly upset. She was sure that between her and Houston, they would be able to overpower Lucinda and escape the cage that they are in.

"Earth to Lydia," the young man says as he stands up from the cot and moves over to her. "Are you okay?"

She turns when he's behind her and looks into his eyes, as a tear falls down her cheek. "I'm missing my children's wedding," she says through her tears. "How can this be happening?"

He pulls her into a hug and holds her as she cries a little. "It's okay," he holds her. "We will find a way to get out of here. We have too."

***

The wedding march begins to play as the guests to the wedding are all seated in their chairs. Sabine uneasily makes eye contact with Yuri, who glares back to her. Lucinda turns her head when Celeste begins to walk down the aisle. Mac uneasily watches his ex-wife move closer to his son. He gulps as Sabine grabs his hand and squeezes it. He looks over and she gives him a slight nod of approval. He smiles back to her, knowing that he'll be fine now that he has her in his life. He then gives Sabine the okay to go to her seat, as he will be walking Stacey down the aisle once Celeste is done.

Cole looks at Celeste and feels his heart warm at the sight of her. He can't believe that after everything they've been through, this moment is finally happening. They will soon be husband and wife, he smiles as Celeste reaches the altar and grabs his hand.

"You look beautiful," Cole whispers to her, before they look back and watch Stacey and Mac walk down the aisle.

Mac looks at Stacey. "Ready?" he whispers to her, as she nods back to him. He takes the lead and starts walking her down the aisle. Stacey suddenly thinks of Lydia and how she wishes that her mother was there to witness her getting married. Her eyes swell with more water and she squeezes Mac's hand. They reach the altar and Mac looks at her.

"Are you sure about this?" he whispers to her as she hugs him.

"I am sure," she whispers back to him. "I love you Daddy."

"Dearly beloved," the minister begins to announce to the guests. "We are gathered here today to join in unions these two couple's, Cole & Celeste and Marat & Stacey. If there's anyone here who has valid reason that they should not be together, speak now or forever hold your peace."

There's a moment of silence before Vivian Blackmore opens the doors to the living room. "Stop the wedding," she announces. "I have a very valid reason that this wedding should not take place."

Cole comes rushing up to her. "Vivian, please," he pleads with her, shocked that she is threatening to stop the wedding. He thought that he got through to her when the last spoke on the phone, but this certainly isn't the case. "This isn't the time or the place."

"No, Cole," she pushes him off. "This is exactly the time and place for this to be revealed," she says as she reaches the altar and looks at Marat and Celeste, with a sly grin on her face. "I'm not going anywhere until everyone here has to hear what I have to say."

"What are you doing?" Celeste asks her, livid that Vivian is stopping her wedding. "This day isn't about you!"

Cole comes up to Celeste and kisses her forehead. "It'll be fine. Let's just hear her out and then she can leave."

"I was in New York recently on business," Vivian purses her lips together. "And, I discovered something very interesting," she continues to announce as Marat and Celeste uneasily look at one another. "You see, it turns out our bride, Celeste, and our groom, Marat, lived in New York at the same time a few years ago."

The reveal gets a small gasp from the audience. "They were lovers while they were in New York," Vivian reveals, as Cole and Stacey look at one another in shock. "But, it gets better. They had a child together. A beautiful baby girl that Celeste gave up for adoption!"

"This can't be true," Cole says in shock, unable to believe anything Vivian is saying. "You are lying, Vivian! Tell me she's lying," he turns to Celeste, whose face has gone pale."

"It's true Cole! Celeste and Marat had a love child together years ago," Vivian purses her lips together, please with herself for stopping the wedding. "And, I have one more little announcement."

"Just stop it!" Celeste screams at her, as she rushes up to Vivian and shoves her. "Haven't you done enough? What else could you possibly have to say?"

Vivian laughs at her, knowing Celeste is grasping at straws. "I've adopted your child, Celeste. I'm the mother to your beautiful little girl."