"Just who are these suspicious phone calls you've
been making anyways?" asked Julian. Rebecca burst
into tears.
"I am going to make sure Theresa pays for this."
said Rebecca.

"Just who are these calls to?" asked Julian again.

"It doesn't matter," said Rebecca. "It's too long to
wait- I'm going over to the Lopez-Fitzgerald house
and do it myself." said Rebecca. Julian stopped her
from rushing out the door.

"Rebecca, stop this right now- you're obviously not
thinking straight." said Julian.

"You said it yourself," said Rebecca. "You said there's no
point in worrying about right and wrong
so I am going to go over there right now and tear her
a new-" said Rebecca, but Julian cut her off.

"I didn't mean to that extreme!" exclaimed Julian.
Julian grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her
to face him, trying to keep her from going hysterical
with rage.

"Look, if anything happened to Theresa right now you
would probably be the number one suspect and you
would probably go to prison- Luis, Pilar, Antonio-
cheif Bennett- they were all there when you snapped
and lunged at Theresa when you found out about what
happened to Gwen when everyone came back from Los
Angeles." said Julian. "You could go to prison- is
that what you want?"

"That lunatic actually thought if Ethan chose the
baby over Gwen that she and Ethan could raise her as
if she was her own!?" exclaimed Rebecca. "And I'm
supposed to not want to- to-"

"Look, Rebecca, most of us have wanted to kill
Theresa at one time or another but things are tense
enough for everyone right now without the finger
being pointed for murder." said Julian. He was past
the point of caring about his conscience but he still
knew when someone wasn't quite thinking straight.

That night, Rebecca tossed and turned in her sleep.
All she could think about was Theresa getting what
she had coming to her. Rebecca began to sleep walk.
Retreiving a letter opener in her sleep, Rebecca
wandered into the hallway. Julian got out of bed,
he had never seen her sleepwalk before. His eyes
widened as he realized Rebecca was heading towards
the stairs, letter opener in hand, and had slipped
on the first step. Luckily Julian had managed to
catch her before she could fall on the letter
opener. Julian dragged her to her feet.

"Wake up- come on, wake up-" said Julian. Julian
grabbed a nearby vase and threw the water on her,
snapping her out of it.

"Wha- what happened?" Asked Rebecca. "Why are you
standing there with a letter opener- and where did
all of this water come from?"

"You were sleepwalking." Said Julian.

"Sleepwalking?" asked Rebecca.

"Yeah," said Julian. Julian showed her the letter
opener. "And you almost fell down the stairs
with this," said Julian, sticking the letter opener
in the drawer of the stand the vase had been on.

Theresa smiled at Ethan's photo, flashing back to when
she was barely seventeen years old, and he thought
he was her stalker. Her smile was replaced by tears.

"Things have changed so much since then," said Theresa.
Pilar walked in.

"This is exactly what I warned you about from the
beginning of the consequences of walking around with
your head in the clouds." said Pilar. "And now- Gwen,
Rebecca- they both want you dead."

"I'm not worried about them," said Theresa.

"You should be, Theresita!" said Pilar. Pilar couldn't
believe what she was hearing.

"I'm not worried because deep down I know Ethan still
loves me- he will come back to me. Fate will make
something bring us back together- it always does."

"And then you always loose him because you rely on
fate too much." said Pilar.

"No no mama you don't understand- fate always brings
us back together- and it will again." said Theresa.

"Theresita have you even listened to yourself!?" asked
Pilar. Pilar picked up the phone, worried that something
might be wrong with her daughter because of
the crazed lovesick look in her face.

"I have to call doctor Russell," Pilar said. Theresa
continued to stare happily at the photo, talking to
it as if Ethan were right there in the room. Pilar
decided to take the phone into the next room. When
she came back in, Theresa was gone.

"Theresita?" asked Pilar.

Theresa stared happily at the pair of scissors in
her hand.

"There's only one way to make sure Ethan is mine
again- I have to eliminate anyone that gets in my
way." Theresa said. Theresa headed towards the
Crane mansion. Sneaking past security, she made
her way towards Julian and Rebecca's bedroom.

Theresa placed her hand on the doorknob and began to
turn it. She cracked the door open enough to see
that Julian and Rebecca were making love and cringed.

"I'll get them soon," Theresa said. "Julian will pay
for filling my glass up with champage and Rebecca will
pay for making those remarks about me and little Ethan."
Theresa said, flashing back to the night she
had Ivy thrown out into the blizzard. Theresa flashed
back to Ivy falling down the Bennett stairs. "She has
to be out of the way..." said Theresa.

Meanwhile, Rebecca wondered what she could have possibly
been doing sleepwalking with a letter opener.