Series One Finale

- Part 3 of 3 -


Many, many, many weeks later...

Tracy gives birth to baby boy. She names him Jack.

One afternoon, Tracy is at home and is bathing baby Jack in the bathroom as her father sleeps in the other room.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the front door around the corner from the bathroom...

She runs to get it.

When she returns to the bathroom seconds later, baby Jack is laying motionless in the small tub on the counter. He isn't breathing.

Series One Finale

- Part 2 of 3 -

The chaos in Foxport calms down and many weeks pass...

*****

Trevor's condition stabilizes and Benji remains under the watchful care of the professor.

Tracy and Cameron begin living together at Tracy's house. Tracy continues to have nightmares.

Byron returns to the guest house where he finally gets the chance to collect his thoughts and get a sense of his emotions. The professor and him meet weekly on the back patio to continue discussing things. Bryon begins writing a play.

Cary takes cares of Mark Summers at her mansion. Samantha plots a scheme of revenge.

Just when things seem to be going pretty well, George Cinte (Tracy's father) arrives in Foxport with someone, complicating matters and bringing a new breed of chaos into the lives of everyone in town.

And, of course, there's the dead body (Xavier) that Ally found in the garage, that's now undead and roaming the halls of her house....

Series One Finale

- Part 1 of 3 -

Ally nearly passes out when she sees the "dead" man she dragged into her basement standing in front of her when she opens the bedroom door.

"Oh my god!" She shouts, covering her mouth.

Xavier's normally pale skin, is chalk white. His crystal blue eyes twinkle.

*****

Back at the Williams' estate, Bryon emerges to help the professor carry Benji up the stairs when he hears them enter downstairs.

As they get to the top of the stairs and begin to turn down the hallway, Mark Summers comes out from the bedroom behind them and calls out to the professor. The professor turns sharply leaving Bryon and Benji continuing down the dark hallway.

Mark explains what's happened with Trevor.

"Bryon, take Benji into the guest room up the back end please. I've got to look after Trevor." Professor John says somewhat out of breath before he turns disappearing into the master bedroom.

"O.K." Bryon complies.

Tracy, still in shock, lights up a cigarette outside on the steps out back.

Cameron grabs the cigarette from her mouth-

"Don't forget." Cameron says. "We want a baby that's healthy and everything."

"Oh, my God. I can't believe I forgot." Tracy says turning.

Friday November 30, 2007

"Knock, Knock, Knock"

As Ally turns to exit her bedroom to check on the body, she is shocked to hear a faint knock at her door.

---

Thursday November 29, 2007

"Baby Shocker"

"Cameron. What are you doing here?" Tracy says looking over at Cameron standing near Benji who is now sitting up against the wall of the small cave.

"I was walking through here and I discovered this man laying here, in this spot." Cameron explains.

"Well, excuse me. Let me get this man the attention he needs right away." Professor Williams says interjecting whilst he walks over to Benji.

"Hi, you'll be O.K. son. Are you new to Foxport? I don't remember having seen you around here before." he says thinking it strange to see someone this deep in the forest. "Cover your eyes with this." He says pulling out a handkerchief from his shirt pocket.

Benji places it over his eyes as the professor helps him to his feet.

Cameron and Tracy deliberately walk behind the professor as they make their way out of the cave.

"I felt a kick from the baby today." Tracy says in a quiet voice.

"That's wonderful." Cameron says, followed by a gentle kiss on her cheek. "Our baby."
Tracy looks up at him in disbelief.

Did this mean Cameron was going to become to Tracy's child after all?

Wednesday November 28, 2007

Professor Williams lets Tracy lead as they make their way deep into the forested area of Mayberry Park.

Somewhat exhausted, Tracy carefully tries to retrace her steps.

When they finally find Benji, they are shocked to see that he isn't alone...

*****

Ally pulls the body into the house and heads downstairs with it to the laundry room.
She covers the body with a heavy blue plastic mat and heads upstairs to her room and phones Mark Summers again.

"Hello?" Mark answers from the master bedroom at the Williams estate.

"Hi Mark it's me Ally."

"Ally man, I can't talk right now, O.K.? Trevor's here, Professor Williams' son, and he's having trouble- I think it's a seizure or something."

"Oh, my God, O.K. - I'm still on my way. I think the body of the man who I found is still alive. I was about to start the car and then I noticed that his eyes were open. I've brought him into the house. I've dragged him into the basement. Maybe I should wait for you? What do you think? When can you get here?"

Mark says, "Sure, now is not a good time- I'll call you back in a bit".

They hang up. Mark now makes the connection of who the body might be.... Xavier.

He turns around and notices Bryon checking Trevor's wrist.

"I don't feel anything Mark. I don't feel a pulse!" Bryon panics.

--
The person who watched Ally drag the body into house closes their drapes as Ally looks outside her window, checking to see if anyone had noticed her bring the body into the house.

Tuesday November 27, 2007

"Reunited"

"Bryon what are you doing in here man?" Mark asks again.

"Mark, I'm glad you're O.K.! That was crazy what happened earlier...." Bryon realizes by Mark's expression he's suspicious about why he's in the kitchen, so he quickly says, "I was just about to head upstairs and I stopped in here-- got a drink" he slips what he found back into his pocket whilst reaching for a small glass next to the sink. Mark doesn't notice.

"You're in rough shape" Byron says as he continues focusing on Mark's leg bandages. "I should ask you the same question" still covering for being found in the kitchen.

"Yeah, shoot me. I'm ignoring the good doctor."Mark says as he limps over smiling heroically.

"I was unable to get Xavier, I rode after him in my car on his bike but he got away. What about Trevor? How is he?"

Mark says, "Not as well. Not so good. His father has told me that he's slipped into some kind of special coma. He may even lose sight in one of his eyes."

"Oh, no." Byron says, feeling somewhat guilty.

"It's not your fault Byron" Mark says noticing Bryon's hurt. "We are all just friggin' just lucky to be alive-- all of us."

"You're right" Byron says.

All of a sudden there is a blood curdling scream from upstairs.

"Oh, my God! That's Trevor."

"That doesn't sound good" Bryon says, as they both hurry out of the kitchen and quickly up the stairs.

Monday November 26, 2007

Inside the car, Professor Williams inquires from Tracy to know more about what happened in the park.


"This has been an unbelievable day!" the professor says, exhaling heavily.



A knowing silence fills the atmosphere.



He turns to Tracy.



"Tell me what's happened with you."


"I don't know. I was out in Mayberry Park. Painting. Relaxing. I met someone who took me into the forest area. Before I remember, the land just fell beneath him-" she tells him.

Tracy clutches her stomach suddenly.

"Ouch." Tracy says.

Professor Williams looks over.

"Are you alright?" He says.

"Yes." Tracy smiles, before she pauses and then says:



"I'm pregnant- I just felt my first kick."

"Congratulations." the professor smiles, knowingly. "Congratulations."

*****

After sucessfully hiding inside the kitchen letting the professor and Tracy pass by coming down the back stairs, Byron watches the professor and Tracy now drive off the estate property seconds after coming out the closet he hid in.

Now with the coast clear and alone, Byron reaches into his back pocket and looks more carefully at what he's found on the stairs a moment ago.

"Byron, what are you doing in here?"

Byron freezes and turns around.

Friday November 23, 2007

"OK, leave the body there and drive to the Williams mansion here on Corner Cove. I've been hurt by some maniac and I can't leave the estate or drive or anything like that. I'm supposed to be laying here until Professor Williams gets back..."

"O.K. I'll drive right over. I don't recognize him. How could someone have just appeared here in Foxport?" Ally says.

"I have no idea." Mark says agreeing, knowing that he might be responsible.

They both hang up.

Ally steps over Xavier and opens the car door. She slips the key into the ignition and turns several times but the car won't start. She looks out the car window at Xavier.

His eyes open wide and his body begins to shake. Ally gets out of the car and instead of dragging his body into the car to safety she leaves the shed and pulls the lifeless body along side the house.

Little does she know that someone is watching her...

Thursday November 22, 2007

Mark answers.

The red head is still frozen in her spot-- staring at Xavier's lifeless body next to the car.

"Hi Mark, this is Ally. Ally Blade. You've got to come over here right now... There's a dead body in the car shed at the back of my house!"

Wednesday November 21, 2007

"To the Rescue?"

As she makes her way up to the front driveway leading up to Williams' estate, Tracy can can tell that something isn't quite right by the feeling in her stomach.


She buzzes in.


"Hello?"

"I Professor Williams? This is Tracy Cinte. There's been a terrible accident in Mayberry Park. Someone has fallen into small landslide accidentally. I've managed to pull them to safety and they are having some trouble seeing. They need immediate attention. It doesn't look good."


"O.K., please come in. I'm in the master on the second floor to the left when you come up the stairs. The front door is open. Walk past the main stairs along the hall and you'll find the back way up."


The gates slide open.



Upstairs in the master bedroom, Mark Summers is now conscious and appears somewhat stable. A large whit gauze bandage consumes the entire lower part of his leg.


"I was coming in and that's when I saw him running across the yard-" Mark explains before Tracy enters.


"Hi Tracy. This is Mark."


Mark and Tracy make eye contact briefly.


Tracy looks over and sees Trevor.

"There was a shooting today- that I'll tell you about on the way- Trevor isn't going to make it."

Tracy covers her mouth.

Her mind immediately pauses when she sees the faint resemblance between Benji and Trevor. She confirms her suspicions. She looks over at the professor now- the resemblance is striking.


"Where is this person exactly?" asks the professor bring Tracy back slightly.


"I'll have to come with you- it is quite a ways away." she explains.


"O.K. Mark, you stay here. Please don't get up, please just try and rest here- there's been another situation in Mayberry Park that doesn't seem to be connected in any way but it is an emergency nonetheless".


Mark nods strong, reaffirming him before Tracy and the prof exit, leaving Mark alone with Trevor laying next to him.


Mark waits until he hears the back door close before he gets up to open the window.


Mark's cellphone rings-

Tuesday November 20, 2007

"Another Chapter of Revelations"

Bryon quickly places what he sees it into his pocket...

*****

Over, in Mayberry Park, Tracy manages to bring Benji up to ground level.



"I can't see..." Benji says. His voice is full of fear.



Tracy replies comfortingly, "I understand. Let me make sure you're OK first and I'll go and get help. You're going to be fine Benji, I promise."



"My eyes are BURNING! Please, please go and get help now! Go to Professor Williams' -- you know who he is right?"



Tracy nods, yes.



"That's my dad. He doesn't know that yet, but please just go-- it's complicated- I'll tell you when I can- just go..."



Tracy is shocked-



"Tell him what's happened and please come back right away, O.K.?... I'm worried that I'll lose my eyesight damn it if you don't hurry back..." Benji exclaims.



"OK. I'll be back as soon as I can." Tracy says softly, tearing up, but still shocked by Benji's revelation.


Does that mean Benji and Trevor are... brothers?!

Monday November 19, 2007

(Williams Estate, main house: View from front lawn looking up towards the master bedroom on the second floor where Trevor and Mark are being cared for)

Upstairs in the master bedroom, Professor Williams attends to Mark and his son Trevor, both brutally injured by Xavier's gun blast just hours ago.

Tired, shocked but hopeful, Professor Williams lies them both unconscious to rest side by side.

Whilst giving care, he waits patiently for the phone to ring; he's expecting a call from someone in Foxport who may be able to assist him with the care of the two men and someone who may also know exactly what caused the situation hours earlier.

Out front, Bryon drives up to the visitors entrance on the Williams estate property and makes his way into the house through the back entrance.

As Byron heads up the stairs he notices something strange laying out the floor on the second floor landing.

He reaches to pick it up-

Friday November 16, 2007

The mysterious redhead, the 'schoolgirl' who found Trevor's lab samples in Mayberry Park, exits her house through the front door and walks along the side of the house to the back to get her car...

As she opens the car shed door, she's shocked to see Xavier's body laying next to her car.

She screams out in shear terror.

Thursday November 15, 2007

"Hi Valerie. It's me Professor Williams. Trevor is loosing vital signs. There was a terrible incident at the house today. Mark Stanley's son was here visiting here see look at my new patient.... I don't know what's doing on. He was in the house and apparently shot Trevor for god knows what reason in the foyer downstairs"

There's a pause.

"I'm not sure he's going to make it."

The scream of Valerie's voice can be heard through the handset:

"Noooooooo!"

Mark Summers appears in the doorway and quickly collapes near the foot of the bed.

Wednesday November 14, 2007

Tracy bolts to her feet, careful not to cause herself to fall into the huge hole in the ground.

Tracy says, "Benji!... Oh, my God."

She looks into the pit and can see him laying lifeless at the bottom.

She turns and runs to get help, but as she does, she hears a faint cry from behind.

Turning back, she's hears Benji!

"Help..."

Tracy frantically looks around and grabs for a trench coat she sees nearby.

She throws it into the pit and holds it tightly at one end with both hands.

Benji's eyes, still closed, struggles to reach out with his only good arm....

"I can't see! Oh my God! I can't see!"

*****

Byron races his way across to the roadway after Xavier, but a car driving down the road unexpectedly prevents him from crossing without getting hit.As Byron slows to a stop and waits on the car, he watches Xavier limp away quickly, disappearing off into the distance.

He's escaped. Again. Bryon thinks.

"Oh, no." Bryon mumbles to himself, defeated.

*****

Mark Summers limps too.

Blood, dirt and debris from his fall outside worsen the pain from the gunshot wound to his leg damage.

Entering the Williams' main house through the back door, he makes his way upstairs in search of Professor Williams...

Upstairs, Professor Williams carefully pulls the bullet out from Trevor's chest.

He gets up and looks out the window to take breath and check on Byron outside.

He realizes things outside must have gone badly. Byron is nowhere to be seen...

He turns, walks back, and slumps himself next to Trevor in a large chair bedside. He looks at Trevor.

Thinking deeply for some time, his hand finally reaches for the telephone sitting on the bedside table.

He dials-

Tuesday November 13, 2007

The ground of the cave floor is muddy, like damp clay.

Tracy lays down to rest, exhausted from the hike there. Benji rests beside her...

Without saying a word, Tracy removes her wig and lays it next to her painting.

Benji smiles.

He begins to kiss her passionately... the light from between the trees shines all around them making them look as though they are two bears in hibernation.

Benji gets up gently and walks over excitedly to where his photos are.

As he turns and walks back towards Tracy, as if out of nowhere, the dirt below his feet crumbles and gives way. The earth literally disappears from beneath him. Swallowed by the earth- not enough time to hear his scream. It is dark and Tracy can barely see enough to comprehend what she is really seeing...

"Ahhhhhh!" the shriek from her voice is enough for anyone for miles to hear as she realizes what has just happened....

*****

Professor Williams tests Trevor's blood levels over again. Nothing.

In the professor's analysis, Trevor appears to be slipping into a comatose state...

He cuts open Trevor's shirt. He picks up a set of large tweezers and carefully begins to operate.

*****

Bryon's car screeches to a halt as Xavier looses control and spins violently and erratically into an narrow street way.

Xavier crawls off the ground, supports himself against the wall. He looks back just as Bryon slams the car door shut-

Monday November 12, 2007

"Benji's Hideaway"

Benji kisses Tracy. Passionate, strong, aggressive, wet.



Tracy taste's Benji's ruggedness.



The condition inside Benji's hideaway is dark, musty, masculine.. strange. Tracy's opens her eyes briefly coming out of their kiss.



Benji turns her around gently, covers her eyes with his hands and begins leading her to the back of the cave.



"Take a look" Benji tells Tracy. He removes his hands.



"Wow" Tracy says.



This view outside into the forest deep within Mayberry Park is stunning:

Friday November 9, 2007

"This is it" Benji says as he pushes the huge rock to the side.

"This is where I've been living for the last while while things get better for me."

Tracy is speechless. She looks into the dark vast narrow passageway. Never would she have imagined that Benji would have lived... in a cave, practically underground.

"Wow" she states. "I don't know what to say really".

"How about... 'Can I come in?'-- Come on, we're almost there..." Benji offers.

Benji walks into the dark cave. Tracy follows still curious but feeling protected.

Thursday November 8, 2007

Nothing.
No pulse.
Professor Williams drops Trevor's limp wrist, which falls onto bed and flips over.
He runs out of the room and heads downstairs to the lab.

*****

Xavier scales the fence and races to Mark's motorbike.

He hops on and races up the hill. His white hair trailing off as Bryon watches a killer get away.
Bryon notices something strange when Xavier jumps onto the bike. One of his legs is artificial. The silver steel of the machine-like leg glimmers underneath Xavier's pant bottom as he rides off under the sun.

"Damn it." Bryon says to himself in anger at the thought of Xavier getting away. Seeing Xavier's leg, Bryon gets a flashback to earlier when he noticed Xavier sitting strangely in the guest house. Byron knew that something was wrong. Never would he have suspected that it had something to so with Xavier missing a limb or that he was probably was sitting strangely because he was carrying a gun.

Moreover, that it should have confirmed one thing to Bryon: His friend Sebastian and Xavier were the same person.

Admitting he knew who Xavier was, also meant revealing something shocking about himself.
Byron panics... He has a plan to cover up. He can't let anyone know.

He looks back towards the house for two minutes and then races towards the parking area behind the stable and gets into his car. He drive up to the gates, opens it, and races down the lane after Xavier.

*****

Still reeling from the sight of Tracy with someone else, Cameron decides to take another look...

Tracy is now gone.

Cameron looks around and sees nothing.

...

Benji lifts a branch for Tracy to carefully walk under it. Benji continues to lead her into the forest.

"Where are we going?" Tracy says curiously yet eagerly.

Benji smiles and walks up ahead.

Tracy looks at Benji's firm back muscles as he takes the lead. Somehow... she feels protected.

Benji turns around... "You O.K.?"

Tracy smiles...

Wednesday November 7, 2007

Xavier races to the front gate but notices Mark Summers on the other side. He quickly runs along the fence.

Mark jumps off his motorbike and races after him. The two are nearly neck and neck immediately.

Bryon, who is farther off on the front lawn raises the gun and fires two blasts from Xavier's gun...

B-A-N-G!... B-A-N-G!

One of the bullets hits Mark Summers in the leg-

"Ahhhh.. damn it!" Mark screams out! He falls hard to ground.

Bryon continues his pursuit on foot as Xavier turns around and races back towards the front gate again-- he's headed back to steal Mark's motorbike.

*****

Upstairs in the guest bedroom, Professor Williams slings Trevor off his shoulder and unto the bed. Trevor's shirt is soaking wet with blood. His skin now no longer has a reddish quality, but ghostly white.

The professor quickly checks for a pulse-

Tuesday November 6, 2007

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Monday November 5, 2007

(Inside the main house Xavier still has Professor Williams and Bryon at gunpoint.)

Like Carey, Mark Summers thinks about blast at the Waters mansion a few days before on his ride home. "That's so... strange", he mutters to himself, as he races his motorbike up the winding hills...

As Mark continues weaving through the uphill roads, he drives past the Williams estate. Doing his "job", Mark takes a casual look over the grounds but his eyes linger when they catch something peculiar behind the black fence lining the property grounds: the family horse is tied up in an unusual place: in front of the house; not as usual in the back stables.

Professor Williams was usually very strict with where the horses where to stay...

Mark is never the nosy type in his work or otherwise, but he will be curious as to why something like this might be. The thought perhaps of there being something wrong crosses Marks mind as he slows down his white and silver motorbike.

Was someone staying at the estate? If so, why had no one told him? After all, we was the security grounds keeper for the whole of Foxport and yet he had heard of no news of any recent arrivals in town.

Mark reverses and swings up into the lane way. Just to be sure. Better to be safe than sorry. He rolls down the window and buzzes in...

Friday November 2, 2007

"Where it All Started... In the Beginning"

Cameron looks around Mayberry Park- trying to find more clues on the origin on the mysterious photos and, more importantly, the mysterious cameraman... Cameron goes back to the area where he'd found the film canister...

Nothing.

Taking stock of what has been happening lately, Cameron decides to go back to where it all started... under the bridge. Maybe, he thinks, there is more information there. Tracy's pregnancy, Trevor's mysterious captor, Tracy doing a drawing of Trevor in the nude... Cameron gets unpleasant flashbacks of those moments.

As Cameron walks across the bridge he can see Tracy on the hill up ahead.

Perfect. A chance to talk more about what's been going on, Cameron thinks to himself.

Cameron decides to take cover behind the nearby tree to surprise her, but is horrified when he moves in closer and discovers she is talking to someone....

*****

Carey sits on the terrace with a fancy drink. She ponders the explosion that happened a few days earlier. What had really happened that day? Surely it wasn't a gun blast.. or was it? Carey can't be sure exactly...

Mark suddenly opens the back door and shocks Carey. He slides the screen door open and sticks his head outside:

"Hey Carey, sorry to shock you like that..." Mark apologizes.

"I'm going to have to head back to my place tonight. You wanted to talk about things with me and we can do that later. I've gotta head out..."

"Sure. See you soon."

Mark walks out onto the terrace and gives Carey a kiss.

In an upstairs window, Samantha looks down on them. She gets a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

*****

"Don't move! I'm %&*$@ serious!" as Xavier reaches down to pull his gun, Byron notices a tear fall down Xavier's pale cheek.

Byron blocks the professor from moving forward with one hand and extends his other arm in front of himself-- hoping that Xavier won't shoot.

....

Trevor's chest starts jolting and convulsing erratically. A wheezing sound can be heard, he's loosing the ability to breath...

Thursday November 1, 2007

"Trouble"

Trevor is loosing blood on the floor in front of the grand staircase.

Bryon arrives at the house and looks into the window. The door is locked. Bryon races around the house to see if he can get in through the back. He notices a window open near the side of the house. He climbs in and races towards the front of the house. He runs into Professor Williams walking through the dinning room-

"Oh my goodness. Trevor is in serious trouble. We must get to him immediately! He's been shot!"

"What!? What are you talking about?"

As Byron leads the professor out, they are stopped suddenly as Xavier appears in the doorway.

"Don't you two even think about moving!" Xavier commands. Anger and rage fill Xavier's face.

The two men freeze, eyes wide open!

Wednesday October 31, 2007

"First Meetings"

Benji walks up slowly from behind...

"That's beautiful."

Tracy bolts around.

"Oh, my god. Thanks. I thought I was the only person around here..." She turns around with eyes wide open.

"I've seen you around here for a while. Mayberry Park is an extraordinary place." Benji says.


"I know, I've been coming here a lot. I've never seen you around before. Are you new to Foxport as well? I just got here not too long ago..."


Benji gets down on one knee and then sits down completely. As he does, he falls over slightly, making Tracy fall to the side a bit as she tries to avoid getting hit by the camera around his neck swinging towards. Her hand flails back causing some of the paint to smudge off the canvas and brush onto Benji's chin.

They let out small bits of comforting laughter...


"Sorry..." Benji apologizes.


Tracy realizes... she's met someone else she could so easily to fall for...


Their eyes meet. Love! Finally....

Tuesday October 30, 2007

"Happy Halloween"

"I thought I told you not to eat anything Trevor!" Professor Williams is furious as he stands over Trevor, his son, at the front of his bedroom door.

Trevor is still quite sick from the sight of seeing the decomposing head-

"That", referring to the decomposing head in Trevor's laundry hamper in the corner of the room, ".. is a replica model from one of my friends in Hollywood. It'll actually be used in a horror film with Bruce Willis that's being shot this summer. I wanted to surprise you with a real Hollywood Halloween head this year!"

"Then what the hell is that foul smelling smell then?"

"That is Huntercove's chemical compound. It's a similar smell to cadaverine and putrescine two related diamines that make the real thing smell during the decomposition process..."

"Sick." Trevor moans and walks down the hall to the washroom.

Professor Williams throws the head into the waste bin and exits the room.

Changing the topic, he says "No more eating Trevor. Please. Oh, and, by the way. My new patient is here- he'll be staying in the guest house for some time. His name is Byron. Please make every one of your efforts around the house from now on to helping him feel as comfortable as possible." Trevor hears him as he looks in the washroom mirror.

Trevor splashes his face and hair with ice cold water. He wipes it dry with a towel. As he turns to look out the window, he sees Xavier riding across the field, heading towards the house. Xavier hops off the horse, and heads towards the front.

Xavier and Trevor are not friends.

"What the hell is Xavier doing here?" Trevor mumbles aloud to himself.

He heads back to his room and quickly changes his clothes and heads downstairs. Just as the doorbell rings, Trevor hears the phone ring. He turns to answer it. When he looks back around, Xavier is looking into the narrow window next to the door with one eye giving a cold menacing stare.

"Hello?" Trevor welcomes into the phone.

"Hi Trevor, its me Bryon. I need to speak with you about something. Xavier is acting strange I think he's got a gun-- but I don't quite know why..."

As Trevor looks back around at the door, Xavier is standing inside the house, breathless and waiting. He's come back to Foxport with a mission.

"I'll be right over." Bryon says.

The phone drops from Trevor's hand onto the floor, as Xavier takes a step forward and reaches into his pant pocket. His eyes are sick looking.

Trevor panics!

"Trevor! Trevor!" Byron's worried yells into the phone can be heard bellowing from the handset laying on the dark hardwood floor...

A short distance away, Trevor's body lays lifeless on the floor. A black hole in this shirt has a grey puff of smoke billowing out of it...

*****

Tracy walks into Mayberry Park and sits down on a small grassy patch and takes her small art kit out. The small canvas in her hand is quickly coloured brightly with a few strokes of oil paints. She reaches into the breast pocket of her blazer, and pulls out a photograph of a pretty young woman.

Tracy turns the photo over and reads the note:

Your dearest friend Lauren. Forever...

From behind Tracy, the young mysterious photographer, Benji, watches on. He raises his camera and then slowly lowers it before he makes the decision to slowly walk up to her from behind...

Monday October 29, 2007

"Poetry, Philosophy, Puke"

After Professor Williams leaves, Xavier and Byron talk some more...

"Yes, well, to be honest, I don't know what the title suggests. My professor father when I was away one summer, found some of my writings and gave me the title, modern philosopher..."

Bryon follows by saying, "Cool. Interesting. I was going to ask you what a modern philosopher meant, anyway!"

They both let out chuckles.

After some time of more bonding:

"Can I see some of your writings some time?" Byron asks, "I'm a poet and most of my stuff I'm not sure you'll really get into, but you're welcome to check it out some time too if you so choose... Poetry and philosophy are quite different, but some might argue and say somewhat similar."

"Certainly." Xavier says.

"O.K., I'll run upstairs now and grab some of my stuff..." Bryon says excitedly as he gets up from the chair and races up the stairs to the first floor.

Xavier smiles in excitement...

How on earth I am going to tell him the truth?, Xavier wonders impatiently as he waits.

*****

Trevor takes a large bite out of his roast beef sandwich. As he continues walking, he turns the corner and into his father.

"Where have you been?" Professor John Williams asks.

Trevor says, "I was with Tracy for a few days - I was at Tracy's place."

John replies, "You're skin condition is looking better... I hope you are still fasting..."

"Yes, I am." Trevor walks past his father upstairs.

"Thanks son."

...

As Trevor gets to his floor, he walks down the hallway and can smell something foul coming from his bedroom at the end of the hallway. He walks towards his bedroom. Yes, he hasn't done his laundry, but this smell is something worse than that!

Trevor enters his room and then discovers that his room is just as he's left it, but... the smell still lingers....

Trevor smells closer and he can tell that it is coming from his laundry hamper. As he lifts up a few of his clothes, he discovers a decomposing human head. As he looks over, the few pieces of clothing in his hand are dripping with blood.

Trevor drops them and races out of the room! He yells out to his father, then hurls over and pukes...

Friday October 26, 2007

"Old Friends?"

The white horse blows out two great puffs, he clearly doesn't like being tied up.

"Hi, hello. I'm Xavier."

"Hi, Byron. It's nice to meet you."

Xavier's white long hair is about the only thing that is different from the person who Bryon is standing in front of. As far as he can remember... Byron is sure that this is his old friend, Sebastian.

Xavier is striking. He has white hair, wears a long black leather coat. Tall, curious. Handsome.

"Come in both of you. I'm awaiting to hear what it is that's going on..." Bryon says as the two men walk up the small steps and into the guest house. The professor and Bryon's eyes meet briefly before Byron turns to shut the door behind them...

Now all in the bright, high ceiling living room/ bedroom...

"So tell me. What's going on?" Byron asks.

"I wanted to have you meet Byron because I believe that he has a great deal in common with you and your interests."

Byron and Xavier exchange a smile, friendly.

"What is it that you do Xavier? I may ask?" Byron inquires.

"I'm a great deal many things, but mostly I'm known as a modern philosopher."

"Cool." Byron says. "I'm a poet."

"Nice to meet you." Byron says. "Have a seat."

Byron is sure that something isn't right, but he can't quite put his finger on it....

As Xavier sits down. Byron notices something unusual about the way that Xavier is sitting.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

A new day in Foxport....

Byron stands at the window. The scar on his forehead is huge and painful looking.
He takes a sip of his coffee.

Byron had never thought that he would still be alive. When he jumped out of the window it was meant to kill...

Byron has a flashback to what happened the day before... suddenly he's brought back..

There's a knock at the door.

It's Professor Williams.

"Hi Professor. Come in.."

"Byron, I think that I'd like to examine you once more. I believe that there is something underlying you initial condition. I believe that there may be more to your quote-un-quote love sickness. But before that there's someone here to see you. Someone who I think you should meet."

"Sure, where are they?"

"Xavier! Xavier!" he shouts.

Byron looks over the professor's shoulder. Over the small mountain, he sees a young man riding towards the guest house.

Byron thinks that the young man named Xavier riding towards him, is someone who he was close friends with many years before, but his name was not Xavier.

Byron realizes that something fishy is going on...

Wednesday October 24, 2007

"Just Friends"

"What's going on?" Cameron questions.

Tracy gets up and walks over to Cameron. She places her hand on his chest to prevent any further confrontation.

"Trevor came over and I was doing a life-drawing of him... What does it look like?"

Cameron still is unsure. He looks around the room. He notices the shredded painting in the corner of the room near where Trevor puts his clothes back on. Trevor's cheeks are red.

Now, fully clothed, Trevor steps out onto the balcony and closes the door; he stands out of sight, but can hear what's happening inside:

"Cameron, you're being... you're overreacting." Tracy states.

"Overreacting?! The reason I came over here in the first place is that I have a photo of you at home of you and Trevor kissing on a patio in the central square, downtown."

Tracy tries and recall. Trevor, outside, does the same.

Tracy quickly comes back, "Outside on the patio? What patio Cameron? How do you have a picture of me and Trevor kissing on a patio. Why? Are you taking photos of me?"

"No. I found a roll of film few days ago-- that day leaving Mayberry Park trying to help your friend Trevor here like I told you about earlier. You probably don't remember. You never let me finish! I was just-- I was leaving the park, and I saw this roll of film floating in the gutter on my way back to the car. It was weird to see that and I thought it was someones or something... So, I picked it up and I planned to tell you about it, I came right here after that happened. But we got into the conversation about... " he whispers, "the baby..."

Trevor is shocked. He listens closer. Baby?

Tracy clues in that Trevor is on the balcony... Ooops! she thinks. She buries her head into her hand.

"Can we talk about this later?"

Cameron walks out of the room enraged.

Tracy walks out to the doorway she shouts after him.

"Why does it matter what I do with my free time Cameron. Now I can't have friends? Who on earth needs to know what's going on in my private life away from you, except for me?"

Cameron turns back and answers-

"That's a good question. I'm about to find out."

Cameron exits.

Trevor enters Tracy's bedroom from off the balcony. Tracy turns around and the two hold each others' glance.

Trevor comes over and hugs Tracy tightly. A tear drops of Tracy's cheek.

Tuesday October 24, 2007

Cameron is about to knock at the front door, but realizes that the door is open. He can hear Tracy inside... and someone else.

He calls out slightly... but then stops when he hears... Trevor?

Inside the bedroom...

"Trevor, don't be silly... " Tracy giggles." Don't turn around... this isn't the pose I want of you."

Cameron decides to wait quietly in the doorway inside Tracy's condo.

Cameron is still very mad. He walks down the hallway and looks into the room.

He's shocked to see Trevor sitting naked on a small stool in the corner of the room.

Cameron waits a few more seconds before he knocks lightly on the door.

Tracy turns around in terror, thinking Who's in my house?

Tracy doesn't bother to say anything. Her head drops.

Trevor's eyes grow wide. He jolts up. Picks up his clothes and covers himself. Trevor freezes at Cameron's gaze and takes a deep gulp.

No one says anything as Cameron steps into the room-

Monday October 21, 2007

Professor Williams races across the field to see if he can save Byron's life.

As he turns the corner of the guest house, he's shocked to see how much trouble Byron is in. Byron's blood sparkles in the sun.

The professor reaches down and shakes Byron violently trying to revive him.

Byron gargles. His eyes flit open.

The professor realizes to his surprise that Byron is still alive! He drags his body in through the back door, down the small hallway and up the stairs to the small bedroom in the basement.

The professor gets a cold compress and quickly dabs Byron's forehead with it.
Byron isn't in as bad a shape as the professor thought he would be.

"Hang in there, Byron. We'll get you back to health in no time. You'll get over this, I promise you." the professor pleads. Inside the professor knows that he has got a lot of work ahead of him. It's written all over his face.

*****

As Cameron races through the streets to confront Tracy about what he's seen, he gets flashes of the photograph of Tracy and Trevor kissing on the patio. Where and when did this happen? he thinks to himself.

The more he thinks about it, the angrier he becomes.

*****

Back at Tracy's house:

Tracy continues her life-drawing of Trevor.

"Trevor you're doing great. You're an excellent model." Tracy giggles.

As she draws the curves of this form she secretly becomes aroused. She knows that she is partly doing this to forget what her father has just said on the phone. News that he is coming to Foxport is too much information right now...

How on earth was she going to tell her father, the well-known diamonds magnate George Cinte, that she is pregnant? What would he do when he knows who the real father is? Would she be able to convincingly sell her father a story with Cameron playing th role as a suitable father for their "accidental" pregancy?

Tracy decides in this very moment, to take things one step at a time. She realizes that in order to get over this new chapter as quickly and as painlessly as possible, she was going to have to think on her toes... doing this drawing, right now, seems to ease the pain...

Confused and scared, Tracy looks at Trevor's body, slowly beginning to get that sense of comfort she so badly needs.

Who is Tracy supposed to turn to? Could Tracy trust Trevor with her darkest secret?

How did things get to be this way anyway? Tracy demands herself to answer.

Tracy realizes the relationship with Trevor is moving fast. First, they were friends, now they were secret lovers, but could Trevor also be the confidante she so badly needs?

Now getting lost in drawing Trevor's smooth bare body, she thinks... yes.

BONUS DOUBLE FEATURE: Thursday October 18 & Friday October 19, 2007

"Death and Life"

Byron returns to his room and thinks to himself long and hard. What on earth was he going to do at the Williams' estate while being cured for love sickness?



If only he had told the professor that he needed to discuss things. Too late now...

Yes, Bryon realizes that there is no cure for true-love, but he also realizes that this feeling he has needs to be solved immediately. Why was it so hard to express a love like this? A love like his was rare. Even within Foxport society, it was not uncommon to hear of such things, but there was a strange uniqueness about it all...


Byron sits in the window at the back of the living room. He looks out among the rolling hills at Williams estate and realizes that he is in love. Badly. What should he do? He looks up at the bright sun. He opens the window and climbs out at seats himself. He kicks his feet outside. His legs dangle below. He looks down, and realizes that the drop is too far down to make it without seriously harming himself. Perfect, Byron thinks.



He edges closer out the window. He takes out his pen and paper from his pocket. He writes down on the paper:

"You, you, it has taken too long. My love has grown old, tired, worthless and scorched. For our love cannot exist in a place like this for too long. We need to meet in another place, another time. Be time someone finds this, your love will be mine."

Bryon places the pen and paper on the ledge, and pushes himself out the window.
His body plummets to the ground quickly but gracefully. His white silk shirt ripples loudly in the wind.


Whack!


The professor hears a thud from the top floor floor office in the main house.

He knows what may have happened. He turns around.

"What on earth was that?" Professor Williams says to himself as he races to the window.

Across the rolling green hills, and down between the trees, he sees Bryon laying face down on the cement paving around the corner at the back of the guest house. A tiny red river runs away from Byron's body.

"Oh my God..." the professor whispers to himself. "Byron!" He pleads, tearing up.

*****

"So, that's basically it. I couldn't take it anymore and so I left." Tracy explains to Trevor. "I hated being there. I hated being around all of it. I just couldn't stand the times when I would least expect it for there to be someone taking a picture of me. Snap, Snap. I just wanted to snap back or something, but I was always way too concerned about how I looked to do that. Daddy would always read the morning papers and tell me that he liked what I wore and the look of the picture or something."

Trevor knods.

The phone rings.

"Hello?" Tracy looks back towards Trevor. She rolls her eyes and turns back around.

"Hi dad. Yes, I'm fine. I'm just here in the house.. I'm still working on my painting, yes." Tracy says impatiently. "Actually, I'm quite busy right now..."

Trevor senses the tension with Tracy and her dad on the phone. He gets up to give them privacy. As he moves away, Trevor notices the painting on the floor in the corner. He hasn't noticed it before now...

It's in shreds, he can see that, but he can only imagine what it must have looked like when it was all together as one...

Tracy is now off the phone.

She walks up from behind and takes off his shirt slowly.

"I know that this is bad... but how would you feel about if I did a life drawing of you?"

"Sure!" Trevor nearly squeals.

"O.K." Tracy says as she readies herself on the bed with her legs crossed with coal and paper in hand...

There's a long pause.

"O.K." she repeats.

"What? Here I am." Trevor enquires.

"Take off your clothes Trevor. This is life drawing."

Trevor's trousers drop to his angles. He turns around, sits on a nearby stool, and Tracy begins drawing gently on the paper... her fingers get dusty quick from the charcoil.

*****

Cameron shuts the door and the young delivery assistant worker walks away.

Cameron enters the bright living room with the photos. He has received the photos finally.

He notices something startling as soon as he opens the small flap:

"Tracy and Trevor? What the hell is going on?!!!"

Cameron whips the photos into the dark wood floor and looks angrily out of the large bay window.

He takes his large hand, folds it into a fist. The whites of his eyes grow whiter, his lips turn reddish-pink. He pops his fist though the window.

Shards of glass puncture tiny holes into Cameron's knuckes.

Breathless, he takes deep heavy pants like an angry comic villian.

Cameron is pissed off. Very pissed off.

He marches over the photos and races out the front door.

As he does this, a large gust of wind from the front door blows strongly through the room. Some of the photos are lifted into the air and are blown clear out the bay window onto the small garden below....

Cameron is headed to Tracy's house.

______________________

Wednesday October 17, 2007

Byron seats the professor on the guest house porch. "Let's talk."

Professor Williams takes a deep sigh before he says:

"Look Byron, I think I know what it is that makes you love this one that you love so much. I think that whoever it is that you have your eye on still loves you, but they need to know that. They need to know how much you love them. Otherwise, they might become sick, alone and unaware of what your heart really desires."

Bryon knows exactly what he needs to do. He smiles knowingly at the professor.

"You've left me with no choice. I will confess my love no matter what. I'll report back on what happens."

"For now Byron, please stay here. I want to track your progress...."

Bryon isn't sure he likes the idea of staying on the Williams estate to recoup from being love-sick, but he agrees to it anyway.

"Sure." he says.

*****

On the other side of Foxport, Carey is making breakfast in the kitchen. Downstairs in the basement, Samantha and Mark discuss their relationship.

"Oh, Mark, why does she have to know? It's my stepmother, I know. Look, we can tell her in our own time.... The only reason that we're together is because I know that Cameron is cheating on me and I want to make the most of my sex life whilst he's off doing someone else. I want to protect myself - wouldn't you?" Samantha reveals.

Mark gulps.

"I'm young. I'm fun and I'm not going to let some jerk ruin my life. See this?" Samantha says pointing to her engagement ring. "It means nothing. The only person I want to be with is you-"

"Samantha honey, where's Mark, breakfast is ready, tell him and you come down too, wherever you are.... Eggs and toast babe." Carey shouts out.

"Shoot!" Samantha says, just as she's about to kiss Mark. "Go out the back door. Go around the front. Come in and tell her you were out looking at something on the front lawn."

Mark doesn't bother to say anything out of fear of being heard and he exits through the basement door.

Samantha runs over to the long mirror. She takes two red elastic bands and ties a tight ponytail before scooting up the stairs that lead to the kitchen.

When Samantha gets upstairs, she sees Mark kissing Carey passionately. He is leaning her up against the counter top.

He opens one eye and looks at Samantha over Carey's back.

His expression clearly says that he is a man who has the best of both worlds.

Samantha is quick: her face turns from shock to a large droopy pout.

*****

Back at Tracy's, Trevor rolls over. Tracy lets out a sigh of relief. She exits the room. In the bathroom she looks at herself and thinks.

Trevor comes into the mirror from behind... "Tracy I wanted to ask you something."

Tracy turns around.

"I read about you. In the news. Why didn't you tell me about the whole staging your death thing?"

"I didn't want you to know because I didn't think it was necessary. I want a new start here Trevor. I don't want to think about the World. Look, can we just not talk about it? I want to let you know that I'm seeing Cameron. I'm not really supposed to be her with you like this. Yes, he and I have issues, but that still is no excuse for this. I don't want to move to fast."

"Don't worry. I'll take things slow... I've pretty much exhausted my options with girls in Foxport anyway. I don't really have anywhere or anyone to rush onto- if you know what I mean." Trevor says and follows with his trademark smile.

Tracy kisses him on the cheek.

Tuesday October 16, 2007

A new day in Foxport has arrived-- and already it has been hot and steamy. The previous two days have been composed of a very unusual string of events.

Over night, Trevor has fulfilled his long-time fantasy and lost his virginity to Tracy Cinte, the hot young South African woman in town who he has a crush on... Only minutes after waking up from sleeping together, they are back making love. This time on the living room sofa! Only problem: Tracy is pregnant and attached romantically to Cameron Cassaro.

Elsewhere in Foxport...

Bryon wakes up in the Williams' guest house (?) on the living room couch. Bryon rolls over and sees out the front window, Professor Williams outside making his way up the small walkway up to the guest house. Bryton throws on his shirt and runs out to the front door to greet him.

Bryon last remembers talking to the Professor in his office. Why had he fallen asleep in the guest house of all places? Was the Professor keeping him on the grounds for some other reason?

As Byron looks closer, he sees the Professor with a small jar in his hand.

What on earth is going on? Bryon wonders and then realizes: Professor Williams may have found the cure for Byron's new found love.

"Byron, I'm glad that you've slept well last night. I wanted to talk to you a bit more about what we've been speaking about... I may have a better understanding of your love..."

Bryon waits anxiously...

"The Morning After Pill"

Tracy wakes up and is surprised to hear the shower running.



She wraps herself in the sheets before getting up to walk over to the bathroom. She knocks on the door.



"Hey, I'll be out in one sec..." Trevor says shouting over the shower.



Tracy turns around. What is Trevor doing here? She thinks to herself.



Tracy opens the nearby closet door and quickly puts on some old dark jeans and a white T.



She sits on the bed for a second and thinks about what's happened, i.e., what Trevor is doing in her bathroom.



Tracy gets up and goes into the kitchen. She starts crying as she pours out a glass of orange juice. Tracy notices the pill bottle on the counter next to the sink...



She has a flashback about last night. She realises what has happened. She was sedated because she had taken the wrong pills before heading to bed. She mistook Trevor for Cameron. Too bad there wasn't a pill available that could cure the weird feeling that Tracy has now.



How was she going to explain to Trevor that she slept with him by accident? She suspects that Trevor is a virgin. Never in her wildest dreams does Tracy think that she would have ever wanted to sleep with a good friend. After all, Tracy sees Trevor as her young student. Truthfully, the fact that they were even friends was a stretch.

It was nice though the way that he took control in everything. He was eager in a way that only someone without experience could have been.

Trevor has quietly come into the kitchen. He has a lily-white towel around his waist and sneaks up to Tracy from behind.



He kisses her on the back of the head. Tracy turns around.



Trevor looks like a new man.



"Trevor, we need to talk, OK?" Tracy says scoldingly as she walks past him into the living room.



Trevor exits thorough the other kitchen door way and is in the living room before Tracy gets there. Trevor, still half naked and wet, takes no issue with his present condition and kicks his feet up on the coffee table.



"What's up?!" Trevor says, smiling from ear-to-ear inside.



Tracy makes her way over to him. She isn't sure what to say. She knows that what happened was purely a mistake. Whatever she said last night she was now responsible for. Here, now, Tracy looks into Trevor's eyes and realizes deep down that even though she is going to have to say that she regrets what happened, she secretly would love to have him disrobe continue where they left off.

"Trevor, I took the wrong medicine last night and I was completely out of it. I'm sorry about last night."

"That's fine. Now probs whatsoever. I had fun for every minute of it!"

Trevor gets up off the couch and his towel drops.

"Oops." Trevor says. He goes against his better judgement and walks over to Tracy and kisses passionately on the lips...

Tracy's T-shirt gets wet from Trevor's glistening pecs.

They fall unto the couch and pick up where they left off.

Trevor can't wait to do it all over again.

Tracy thinks that she may have found the remedy for this feeling she's feeling now and about everything else going on (the pregnancy, Cameron). Everything about Trevor represents the cure. Trevor is so much more than a guy friend with benefits, Tracy realizes in every way now.

The Characters - Meeting "Map" Stars Contest!

*****

Tracy is an African tribal princess in search of Mr. Right.

Cameron Cassaro is a sauve, passion-minded young real life prince.

Trevor is a voyeuristic virgin looking to change the world.

*****




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Friday, October 12, 2007

Tracy takes two sleeping pills and decides to get some rest... It's nearly midday now.



She has been awake for nearly over 24 hours! The stresses over that time have been enormously overwhelming. She steps out onto the balcony. She takes in a breath, and takes a deep exhale...



She turns around and goes back into her bedroom. She lays down on her bed and slowly drifts off to sleep....



Trevor, outside in the walkway makes his way up to Tracy's door, notices it ajar. He waits while the woman at the end of the hall enters her unit before he calls out gently...



"Tracy..."



Nothing. Trevor opens the door slowly whilst calling out again several times as he enters the condo. He has been to her house once before. He takes a right and heads down the small hallway like he remembers the first time leads to her bedroom.



Tracy's bedroom door is cracked. She is asleep. Trevor opens the door a bit more and sees Tracy laying out. Her soft silk gown has come undone. The top half has slipped down revealing what Trevor had imagined so many times before. Perfection. The rest of Tracy's body is lightly covered. Every curve of her form is highlighted by the soft glow of the reflected light off the nearly seethough silk.



Unexpectedly, Tracy rolls over, caiusing the gown to come down some more. Nearly nude now, Trevor takes a step back to calm himself and contemplates what he should do. He's an intruder. Would Tracy mind if I see her naked in that condition? Trevor fantasies about what he should do...



He opens the door bravely, takes off his shirt, whispers loudly.



'Tracy, it's me Trevor..."



Tracy is shocked. She tries to open her eyes. Squinting she looks over at him and tries to make out the figure in the dim room.



Trevor walks over to the bed. He whispers into her ear. Tracy giggles. Trevor climbs into the bed and the two roll over.



Tracy lets out a moan of esctacy. Trevor grunts lightly... pretty soon, Trevor knows he'll no longer be a virgin.

October 11, 2007

"Waiting, Watching, Wondering..."

Byron is anxious to speak with Professor John Williams. It has been a while since they last were last together.

Now in the basement laboratory, Byron becomes calm and controlled; Byron eagerly wants to know more about why the Professor has called him.

As the Professor reaches into his filing cabinet, Byron turns around and stands next to the black leather sofa next to the door. The sun is shining bright in through the basement window...

Professor John sits down. He opens the file. He takes a moment to read the contents.

As he waits, Byron drifts off thinking about his love letter. Could he reveal who his love was? What would the Professor think now?

*****

The mysterious cameraman closes the door to his living quarters. His room is dirty, dark, damp.

He sets down his large camera and takes off his baseball hat. The scar that lines his cheek remains pale while the rest of his face is flush and hot.

He removes this clothing. He uses his shirt to whip off the sweat. He is dripping wet.
He lays down on the mat on the floor.

He gets up and looks at the wall where several of his photos are hanging. Pictures of Tracy are everywhere. He takes one off the wall and returns to his bed. He places the photo on the floor next to his head. It's a picture of Trevor and Tracy together on the cafe patio....

"I'm going to show you Tracy how much I like you... You've captured my heart. No one has ever captured the heart of Benji before. I'm going to make you mine no matter what. "

Benji, (the mysterious cameraman) slowly closes his eyes a few times before slowly drifting off to sleep.

*****

Trevor takes a detour on the way over to Tracy's house to question her why she hasn't told him about her staged death. If they are friends, Trevor thinks, he should know at least that about her. He wants to know why she would keep that important part of her past a secret.

Curious, Trevor wants to see if the lab sample that he's left behind the day before is still there.

To his surprise the lab sample is gone!

Who would have been here? Yes, I collaped in pain and passed out for a few moments herr under the tree and forgotten to take the samples when I got up, but Mayberry Park is enormous. Someone must have seen me here.... Cameron! Trevor remembers that Cameron was in the park yesterday afternoon. He must have seen him after he collaped, and taken the sample.

It all comes rushing back: Trevor recalls in quick flashes how he had hidden for cover behind the tree when he saw Tracy and Cameron come out from under the Peace Bridge nearby. Seconds before that Trevor remembers taking the samples for his father under the tree... and then that's when he heard two people having an argument. He had come in a bit closer to hear... Tracy ran out. Cameron stoped short of coming out because it had started to rain. He hid. That's when he passed out. Cameron must have taken the sample when Trevor was passed out...

Trevor races out of the park and heads to Tracy's house. He is going to tell her that he suspects Cameron may have taken the lab sample. But why? Trevor questions himself.

Trevor only knows one thing for sure: having that sample is dangerous. Very dangerous. Who ever has it...

October 10, 2007

"New Faces and Places"

Trevor walks down the staircase. He puts on his jacket and opens the door...

He is startled when he sees a young man with his arm extended about to knock. He almost knocks Trevor on the arm. Trevor afraid of having his rash touched, pulls back.

"Hello? Can I help you?" Trevor asks.

"Yes. I was wondering if Professor Williams is home. I was told I could easily go around to the back, but I found a hard time finding the door... Is he here?"

Trevor nods yes. "Dad! There's someone here at the door who wants to see you!"

Far off in the distance, downstairs, Professor Williams yells out. "Oh yes. Show him in please."

Trevor turns around and says to the young man: "OK, please come in. Looks like my father is busy. He'll up in a second."

Trevor waits impatiently for a few moments at the door as the young man walks into the foyer and turns around noticing that Trevor isn't behind him. Trevor takes a look at the young man and suddenly excuses himself when he looks around:

"I was just on my way out. Make yourself at home." Trevor says before he exits.

Alone, the young man looks around confidently at the grandeur of the house. He takes a small piece of paper out of his pocket. He looks at it. (This is the same young man who has written the poem.) He recites it under his breath.

Behind him, Professor Williams appears in the back and listens carefully as the poet reads aloud to himself.

Professor Williams takes a step forward and says:

"Byron."

Bryon turns around and smiles gently. He tucks the poem back into his pocket. Professor Williams can tell he has something important to tell him.

_______________________

October 9, 2007

"A Young Poet"

A fresh-faced handsome young man looks out the window onto his courtyard below.
His gaze is locked on the flowers that lay below. His mind is dreaming...

Pen and paper in hand he begins to write:

"I'll wait for you when we can love together.
A time when we can kiss and melt forever. Finally...

Perhaps in this endless time and this endless space we shall meet again?
Here, nothing matters, not even words.
Kissing with passion is all we'll say after the long wait.
Sending messages with our swollen lips with a wet, breathless open-mouthed kiss.
Taking in each other, just me- but more of you.

Why would we stop? It's not like we never knew."

He takes a moment to reflect.

As the young poet blinks, a tear flicks out of his eye onto his cheek.
A sticky glistening line glides down his face and disappears into the corner of his mouth.

There is someone new in Foxport.

__________________________________

October 8, 2007

A Recap...

Tracy Cinte, a strong, beautiful, yet mysterious wealthy young South African woman living in the public eye as a beautiful socialite, famous for being the daughter of a globally powerful diamond magnate, hoaxes her own death with the help of the media in an effort to live her ideal life as a painter in Foxport, a centuries-old, picturesque place located in a secret location on Earth. Foxport becomes her place of hiding and a place to create a new identity for herself.

Shortly after she arrives in Foxport, Tracy learns from her handsome new boyfriend Cameron, that he is involved with Samantha, another young woman living in Foxport whom Tracy has heard a lot about. However, there is one other problem...

Tracy has also arrived in town with a dark suspecting secret. Tracy discovers that she is pregnant. The father, is a mysterious younger man with a bad reputation. The pregnancy was the result of an accidental sexual encounter the two had in New York. Tracy takes advantage of Cameron's emotional state regarding his unfaithfulness towards her, to let him in on her secret about being an expectant mother. Fearing a poor reaction from people in town about being pregnant by a man with a less than upstanding reputation, she explains to Cameron how important it is that he commit to being a father to her child and gets him to help plot to convince people in Foxport that her child is really theirs.

Another important Foxport resident, Trevor Williams, a bored, sheltered and naive preppy young loner desperately looking for love (no matter what), agrees to become a new test patient for his father, a brilliant scientific researcher known to all in Foxport as Professor Williams, who is currently conducting a radical experiment that he believes can explain the reason behind Beethoven's deafness. His passion is devoted to working at solving medical mysteries. However, a during confusing lab test, he accidentally infects his son Trevor with a contaminated DNA swab causing him to develop a painful and rare skin condition on his face that can sometimes be fatal.

Also, for weeks, Trevor has developed a large crush on Tracy.

After overhearing a conversation between Tracy and Cameron (about Cameron being engaged to Samantha), Trevor decides to make a move on Tracy...

Carey Waters and Samantha become the victims of a mysterious explosion and a small house fire. Luckily, Mark Summers, a rough and rugged young security officer in Foxport who also happens to be Carey's lover, comes to their rescue. We discover that Mark and Samantha are having some kind of secret intimate relationship on the side that Carey knows nothing about...

Samantha is Carey's stepdaughter.

Today...

Trevor realizes, as he gets dressed in his bedroom, that he really has an interest in Tracy as more than just a friend. Can there be some way of letting her know that? Trevor wonders.

While he buttons his shirt looking into the mirror, Trevor slips into another daydream...

Yes, his fantasies of french kissing Tracy passionately one day at the gallery when they are alone, and the other fantasy he keeps having of him and her in Mayberry Park under the Peace Bridge were unarguably growing deeper and harder for him to keep under control. Trevor knows that these feelings are more than a mere common fantasy of a young man with slightly older woman.

Yes, she was sexy and also very physically attractive. That could not be denied. There were also those times that Tracy had let him know in her body language and the way she spoke that made him know that she felt something for him...

Tracy was a Foxport outsider. She is very talented painter, but she is very different from him. Two things that turned him on. Even the way that she had deliberately ignored him sometimes he found wildly playful and amusing.

Still standing in front of the mirror, Trevor's thoughts flow into the one fantasy that keeps him coming back. The one where he is alone with Tracy in the gallery, in her office. She leans over the desk to kiss him. She asks him if he has feelings for her... She says that she wants to be much closer to him. More than friends.

Wait.

Trevor reminds himself that he is just going over to visit Tracy... or is this going to be the moment that he says to Tracy how he really feels about her? Being around Tracy is something that he both loves and fears. Is there a way that he can erase his fears and just open up to her finally? Perhaps being open about the way he feels towards her is fine. The worst that can happen is that Tracy can say "no". The only problem with that, is that she may want to distance herself from him now she knows how he feels, and that is really not something that Trevor wants. Trevor's greatest fear is to be alone. Is he making a mistake and reading into their relationship too much? Can Trevor's desires be overcome?

Suddenly there is a knock at the bedroom door.

Trevor's father sticks his head in.

"Hi Trevor, sorry to barge in on you like this but I was wondering if you have the test samples that you took with you to the park yesterday... I'm just working on something now that I could really use those park samples for... Do you have 'em?"

Trevor, thinks back to the day before... he collapsed... he remembers walking away.... he had the samples before he's collapsed... Damnit! Could the sensitive test samples still be laying under the tree where I collapsed in Mayberry Park?

Trevor panics.

"I was hoping you would ask that.... I never took any Dad. Just decided to take the day off yesterday really. I'm sorry. I can do that today if you like. It's Sunday. No one is usually in Mayberry Park - it'll be better for getting stuff done without all the distractions!" Trevor says, covering.

"OK, sooner rather than later would be excellent. Things are moving rather quickly with my research" says Professor Williams. "Just bring your samples directly to the lab downstairs when you come back in later. Thanks."

"OK" Trevor says.

"Oh, I'm going to be taking on another patient soon so I really won't have too much time to hang out with you..."

"OK. Dad. That's fine. I gotta get ready to go...." Trevor says thinking to himself: Why on earth would I want to be hanging out with my father?

After his father leaves, Trevor takes one more look in the mirror and notices that his skin is getting worse... It's getting red and pimply. It is like a rash that is spreading to his arms and legs...

*****

After brunch, the redhead returns to her bedroom and takes the lab sample out of the drawer.
She holds it in her hand for a moment...

"I'm not sure who this belongs to, but I will find out" she says to herself and then she throws it into the drawer again.

*****

Tracy explains to Cameron that she wants him to become the father to the child when it is born. Cameron agrees, but Cameron remains curious as to who the father is...

Cameron leaves Tracy's place. As he heads out to his car, he thinks about what Tracy has said upstairs, but he is distracted as he reaches into his pocket to get out his car keys, and finds the roll of film from earlier. He decides to drive directly to the post office to send the film away to get the pictures developed.

Tracy was pregnant, yes, but there was a lot of stuff that Cameron had never gotten a chance to mention about what he had seen in Mayberry Park.

As Cameron is on his way, he has a flashback about the many weird things had happened in the park the day before: The weather, the two girls in school uniforms who he had helped him in desperation-- they were clearly up to something more sinister than a simple walk home from school!

The most curious of them was: Who Trevor was being lead away by? Who was the man who appeared out of nowhere to Trevor's aid? Was there a mysterious hero living the park?

Little does Cameron know that the roll of film that he is getting developed belongs to the mystery cameraman...

Down the road...

Tracy's concern over Cameron's distance spending an increasing amount of time uncovering more about the mysterious photographer, causes her to reach out to a new friend for security and support...

Trevor makes a detour that changes his mind about Tracy on the way to her condo...

After Carey talks to Mark about their relationship she starts questioning whether his heart is in the right place. Concerned, Carey unknowingly turns to Samantha for some emotional support...

Tomorrow:
Someone new arrives in Foxport.

October 4, 2007

Trevor sits at his computer looking at various international news headlines.

He notices a story about The Billion Dollar Bride. As he reads more, he discovers that the woman in the photos is... Tracy?!

Why had she not told him about it?

Trevor does know that Foxport is a destination for the rich and wealthy. It certainly wasn't the first time nor the last that someone was going to fake their death and/ or disappearance and escape to Foxport to live a decent, peaceful life.

Why, though, had Tracy been secretive about the whole thing? Trevor was really her only friend in town.

What could be the reason? Was there something in Tracy's past that she's trying to keep secret from people in Foxport?


Trevor turns off his computer and decides to pay Tracy a little visit...

*****

Still reeling from the shock of confessing her pregnancy to Cameron, Tracy changes the subject...

"I had the strangest dream after I fell asleep when I got home from Mayberry yesterday."

"Really? Tell me..." Cameron says.

"Well, I was dreaming that I was here in the house and I got a call from Professor Williams, Trevor's father-"

"That's kind of the reason I here! Something happened today in the park after you left. I saw Trevor in the park laying unconscious and tried to get help. When I came back he was gone. I was lucky to have run into these two girls along the way who were able to help somewhat-"

"Oh my, that's so weird... Anyway, I was dreaming that he desperately wanted to talk to me about something and while I was waiting for him to arrive, there was a knock at the door from Jackie - my twin sister I told you about who died two years ago. She told be that my father had lied about a lot of stuff, and that people were coming to get me. She had a gun, she locked me in the bathroom and all of this weird stuff!" Tracy explains.

"Cameron, what are we going to do about this pregnancy?" Tracy continues. Changing the subject.

Cameron takes a seat on the bed and stretches out this hand for her to touch.

"Come here. Let's lay down." Cameron says. Calming her down.

*****

The redhead that Cameron had driven home from the park wakes up.

She quickly makes her way over to her desk drawer and checks on what she has found at the park the day before: a dead red ant laying in a laboratory sample. She is not sure what to make of it, but she decides to keep it. She closes the drawer.

She runs downstairs into the dinning room and joins her family for Sunday brunch...

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October 3, 2007

"Strip Tease"

The news that Tracy is pregnant is a shock, and is something that Cameron Cassaro is not quite ready to hear. He has come over to discuss being engaged to another woman!

Where all this mess began, was really not something that Cameron was up to thinking about at the present moment. Clearly there were other more pressing issues besides their fight in Mayberry Park that they needed to talk about now. Breaking off a relationship is one thing, being pregnant is another more important matter.

Cameron barely has the time to think about things when, as he looks back up, he sees Tracy seated at her vanity dresser with the drawer open. She calls him over gently.

She holds the handle of the dresser drawer and opens it very, very slowly.

Inside are three home pregnancy test strips. All positives.

Cameron covers his mouth for a brief second before stepping back. He knows that if she is not ready for a baby, he certainly is not. He decides that he needs to tell her right away this fact. He needs to know who the child belongs to too. He knows that there is a bigger story behind the pregnancy. What was happening?

Cameron Cassaro is sure of one thing: the child Tracy is carrying is not his.

Tracy looks dead in the mirror. Cold, blank, expressionless.

*****

Carey walks down the upstairs hall to the rail landing over the winding staircase.

She yells out: "Mark I'm going to be upstairs taking a shower- oh, honey, you're not going to believe who just called! Anyway, get your little butt up here sooner rather than later. I want to see you babe."

In the living room, Samantha and Mark are quickly straightening themselves up. They can't let Carey know that they were making out.

"Is Samantha still there?" Carey yells out questioning.

Mark answers quickly, "Tes- sort of... she's just heading into the kitchen." Mark motions for Samantha to leave the room.

"OK, well tell her good night and tell her we'll finish taking about what we started to yesterday later. I would say later today but I have a feeling that we'll all be getting up some time late this afternoon. Gosh what a day - a bomb blast and a fire- Whew!"

Mark yells back: "OK, I'll by up in a minute... I just want to make sure things are OK here first. How are you feeling anyway? Are you bruised up at all?" Mark asks.

"Carey never bruises babe!" Carey exclaims and walks back down the hallway.

Mark, not so sure says: "OK, I'll bring up something from the kitchen for you on my way up, that will heal those bruises in no time at all."

*****

Trevor makes his way back upstairs and can't stop thinking about Tracy... He's fantasizing about her again.

Now in his bedroom, he looks in the mirror and realizes that the mistake that his father made in the lab was really for the best.

As Trevor looks harder at himself in the mirror, Trevor now knows that God has made the mistake happen for a reason. The lab mix-up was accelerating a process long over due anyway, Trevor can now see for what it is.

Trevor is finally going to become the person who he'd always known he could never become. He would have to be ready for the transition but would everyone else in Foxport be?