produced/written by G. Matthew Smith



EPISODE #141 (Monday, 3/3/03) click here for a printable version of this episode
Same Day
June 1936 - Afternoon


ALBANYVILLE GENERAL HOSPITAL - THIRD FLOOR MEETING ROOM

Jillian Stokes"Dr. Campbell, what's this all about?" Jillian Callison asked with concern.  "What's so important that you've been trying to get in touch with me?"

"Do you remember those tests you had done before the wedding?" Dr. Talbot Campbell asked as he closed the door behind them.

"Yes," she nodded.  "Both Reginald and I had complete physicals."  She froze as her eyes filled with horror.  "There's...nothing wrong with him, is there?  He's not sick is he?"

"No, Jillian, your husband is the picture of perfect health."

"Then what..."  Her hand flew up to her mouth when she realized that if he wasn't referring to Reginald, then he was referring to her.  "Oh, my god," she gasped.  "What's wrong?  What did those tests show?  Am I sick?"

"No, you're not sick," Talbot laughed.  "And nothing's wrong with you.  Granted, I'm sure that you'll think the timing isn't exactly the best, but...."

"Dr. Campbell, if I'm not sick, then what are you talking about?"

"Jillian, I have the pleasure of telling you...."  He paused and took a deep breath, punctuated by a smile.  "That you and your husband are going to have a baby." 


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SPRINGHILL MANOR - KITCHEN ENTRANCE

54 Spring Lake Dr.As Ruby Thomas came up the back walk, she couldn't stop fuming.  The way Dr. Rutherford had treated her earlier had made her very upset.  With the intention of clearing her head, she'd gone out to run errands, but on the way into town, she decided that she needed to put the pent up energy that Dr. Rutherford's comments had caused to good use.  She needed to take care of something she'd been meaning to do for some time -- go out of her way to make friends with Naomi.

Taking a deep breath, she rapped lightly on the door to the servants' entrance and waited for an answer.

And waited.

And waited.

Finally, the door swung open to reveal Helga Grimm on the other side.

"Can I help you?" Helga asked as she inspected Ruby carefully.  "We don't usually expect deliveries this time of day."

"I'm not making a delivery.  I'm here to see...a friend.  I hope that's okay?  I mean, if she's busy, I can come back.  I wouldn't want to get her in any trouble."

Helga Grimm"Friend?"  Helga tilted her head as she tried to figure out who the young woman was referring to.  "Oh!  You must be a friend of Naomi's."

"Yes," Ruby nodded uncomfortably.  "May I...come in?"

"Very well," Helga sighed in annoyance and then stepped aside so that Ruby could walk through the back entrance, through the pantry, and into the kitchen.  "Is she expecting you?"

"Um...no.  I don't believe so."

Helga stood with her arms folded across her chest and then glanced in the direction of the hallway that lead to the front of the house.  "She doesn't get very many visitors, you know."

"I'm...sorry if I've come at a bad time."  Ruby hung her head as she grew increasingly worried about the timing of her visit and that she'd get Naomi in trouble -- something that wouldn't help in her quest to make peace with her boyfriend's sister in the least.

"Bad time?  Why would you say that?"

Ruby Thomas"Well, I'm sure that she's got a lot of duties to take care of.  I wouldn't want to pull her away from her work and get her in trouble with the Manchesters."

"Work?  Naomi?"  In spite of herself, Helga couldn't help but laugh.  "That girl wouldn't know work if it walked up and slapped her in the face."

"What?"  Ruby shook her head, not quite sure she was understanding what Helga was saying.  "Then how...does she manage to keep her job?  I'm a maid for the Stokes family who're just up the road a bit and I know what kind of work it is.  Surely, she can't...."

"Some maid," Helga grumbled under her breath.  "All she does is sit on her behind listening to those blasted serials on the radio."

Ruby stood silently, more confused than ever.  How could Naomi work as a maid, yet not do any work?  What kind of employers were the Manchesters if they let the hired help sit around and not do anything?  All of it had Ruby very confused.  However, she couldn't ignore the feeling that something wasn't right about the story that Naomi had fed both her and Calvin.


ALBANYVILLE GENERAL HOSPITAL - THIRD FLOOR CORRIDOR

Albanyville General HospitalDr. Fred Rutherford walked down the hallway, not quite sure where he was going or what he was doing.  Instead of focusing on his afternoon rounds, his mind was consumed with thoughts about the mysterious envelope that he'd received earlier.  An envelope, incidentally, that revealed that a long-thought-destroyed file on him still existed and that someone was using that file to blackmail him.  But who?

As he walked, he nervously looked at each person he passed.  Could it be someone in the hospital?  Did one of them know things about him and wanted to use that knowledge to their advantage now that he was married to Leticia Stokes and had access to the Stokes fortune?  He shook his head.  No, that didn't make sense.  How would one of them know anything?  Furthermore, how could one of them have gotten their hands on that file?  After all, it had been destroyed by Sammy Benedict -- or so Fred had thought.

Sammy!  Maybe that's who'd sent the envelope.  Maybe he'd lied that he'd destroyed it and had actually kept it, planning on using it later.  That would explain why Sammy had been so willing to disregard Stephen Lake's orders to have him killed -- an action that Fred had found curious at the time, but hadn't been about to question.  Maybe....

Donna Allison"And you're not even going to say 'hello'?" Nurse Donna Allison asked as she stood in front of him, her clipboard held in her arms, tightly pressed to her chest.

"Oh...um...hello," he stammered, startled out of his consuming thoughts.  "I'm sorry.  I...didn't see you."

"Obviously," she laughed.  When he seemed reluctant to continue the conversation further, she eyed him carefully.  "Are you all right?  You seem...preoccupied with something?"

"Oh, no, I'm fine," he covered quickly, putting on a bright smile in hopes of hiding the worries that he was experiencing.  "Just thinking about a patient."

"Ah, I see."  She paused, even though she still wasn't sure that was all it was, and took a deep breath.  "Well, aren't you going to congratulate me?"

Dr. Fred Rutherford"Congratulate you?  For what?"

"The head nurse moved me up here to the third floor," she explained with a sly smile.  "Now, my station is right down the hall from your office."

"How convenient."  The smug grin on his face told her that he was as pleased with that development as she was.  However, it quickly faded when he glanced down at his watch.  "Look, can we continue this conversation later?  In private?"

"Of course."

"I've got to get caught up on my rounds," he muttered, pulling a file out from underneath his arm.  "I feel like I've been behind today since I walked in the door."

"I understand.  I'll...talk to you later."

As Fred hurried on down the hallway, determined to finish his rounds and keep his mind focused only on work, Donna's thoughts became just as filled with thoughts as Fred's was.  However, her thoughts were about Fred's odd behavior when she first saw him.  Something was definitely wrong.  Despite what he'd told her, she was sure of it and she was determined to find out exactly what it was.