Fight of my Life

I suppose you have been wondering what I have been up to since my last blog? My last mission had an unscheduled stop in Port Charles, where I had the fight of my life, with colon cancer. I'm a lucky man to have such an incredible daughter. I wanted to ignore what was wrong and go down in a blaze of glory. Robin made me realize I had to face this and fight. I'm grateful to have her and Anna, who helped me through the rough times. Who ever thought that something like colon cancer would nearly take me out? The fight isn't over yet, but I'm ready to accept this now and do whatever I have to do to beat it. I have a grandchild on the way. My only regret is that it looks like I am going to miss my daughter's wedding. I'm so grateful we did reconnect. I would do it all again just to have my daughter back.

I'm on a flight home now. At least, I hope I have a home to go to. I managed to call Holly from the hospital a few times, but I wasn't exactly truthful with her about where I was or what was happening. She is going to be furious with me. I sent a dozen roses ahead to soften her up. I just hope she understands everything. I think the part that is really going to put me in the doghouse is Anna was there. She knows I love Anna, but nothing can ever compare or replace the love Holly and I share. I'm so glad Holly isn't the violent type. Wish me luck, I'm going to need it.

Back in the Jungle

Christmas is almost here. I cannot believe I have spent the last few weeks in the Amazon with Anna on a mission. Holly is less then thrilled, she hates the jungle. After the mess last year, so do I. I hope this caper wraps up soon. Christmas in the jungle is not what I had in mind. All this bickering with Anna is grating on my nerves and Holly looks ready to shoot both us. I thought we were supposed to be retired. How the hell did I end up here?

Checking in

Holly and I have thoroughly enjoyed our time getting to know each other again. It was not long before that bloody cell phone started ringing again. I knew we should have thrown both of them into the ocean when we had the chance. It seems we have impressed some people with our partnership on our last caper, that our services were required on another caper. We have been deep uncover and I cannot discuss any of the details. Seems retirement is one thing it is difficult for the both of us to manage. At least, we are together. I love working so closely with Holly. She never ceases to amaze me.

I will check in from time to time. I am hoping we can get a visit to Port Charles in soon. Right now, Anna is there visiting Robin and reliving her teenaged years trying to help Noah impersonate an ailing Eli Love. You know, that is something I wish I could see. Poor Robin is stressing over the whole thing. She should know her mother has a good head on her shoulders and she should not worry.

Working Together

This is a disaster. It looks like our only choice is the plan Holly has concocted. And her plan puts her right in the middle of all the danger. She just expects me to be bloody all right with all of it! After all the time we lost together, she thinks I am going to be perfectly willing to allow her to willingly walk into danger. Bloody hell, she isn't just walking into it, she is practically courting it. Fortunately for her, I will be right there to make sure she is safe. She might think she has this all planned out, but the old man still has a few tricks up his sleeve. We always did make a great team. I think that is the key here. This is her plan, but we will make it work together.

She is going to drive me crazy...

I have no idea what the bloody hell Holly was thinking. Correct that, she was not thinking at all. I cannot believe that she would use herself as bait to lure out Helena. Lord only knows what would have happened if I hadn't have shown up! She was fuming that I spoiled her plan. What kind of plan is dangling those bloody jewels in front of Helena? I know she has been doing this for quite awhile now, but this is the Cassadines we are dealing with here. What makes me even more furious is she did this without telling me. She can be so damn impetuous. Right now she is so mad at me, she is being positively icy. I am hoping the weekend and some good news might create a little thaw. What a far cry from a few nights ago.... I cannot wait until this bloody caper is over and done.

May 7th

Holly always complained how I used to always put work ahead of her. Well, this time it is going to be different. Today is a very special day for us and I am going to surprise her. This whole business with the Cassadines can wait for one bloody night. Even if we are working on it together, tonight there is something else we need to work on together. 24 years ago today, Holly and I made love for the first time. We might have spend most of the last 24 years apart, but I have never forgotten that night. You can call me sentimental, but there is nothing I want more than to celebrate with Holly, the anniversary of the night she finally let me into her heart and showed me what true love really was.

"Jewelry takes people's minds off your wrinkles"

Well, we've had a few comments regarding the recent lack of blog entries. What can I say? Holly and I've been busy...reconnecting. Now, get your minds out of the gutter. I don't just mean that.

At this point, it feels like we have more questions than answers. I hate that feeling. We do know that an old friend seems to have a sudden and particular interest in some pretty gems. The reason why is not clear, but whenever the Cassadines show any interest in anything, it makes one nervous. But maybe the old bat just wants a pretty necklace. Ah, who am I kidding? Things are never that simple.

Together at Last!

So, we finally met and laid it all out on the table. No secrets for either of us. I am still trying to comprehend everything I learned. I have to say, as we compared notes, she has done a bloody amazing job. I always knew she had a brillant mind. She never ceases to amaze me. However, I just could not let that distract me from a little gloating that she still needed MY help! I might have gone a little too far with the teasing though. At one point, she threatened to knock me out again. She is adorable when she gets angry.

On the serious side, I am glad she finally came to me. These are dangerous people she is dealing with in this. She should never have been doing this without back-up. I am worried sick that she has thrown herself in the middle of a dangerous situation. At least now she has me to watch her back. There is nothing I would not do to protect her.

I think this collaboration is going to work out. We always did work well together. Plus, there are other benefits to all of this. I fully intend to explore all of them.

A Belated Easter Greeting

A belated Happy Easter to everyone. I love that the all the airports now have wireless internet! I just left Port Charles. I am sitting in JFK. Who knew April could be so bloody cold. This weather is so strange. I wanted to spend a little holiday time with Robin and Mac. I also needed to find out what was going on with Robin. I am still not sure why she moved into Dracula's castle with a Cassadine. Sometimes I seriously wonder what the bloody hell she is thinking. She gave me some strange story, but i was not buying any of it. Drake called the house three times while I was there and came over once. She sent him packing. I almost felt sorry for him. I can only guess she is using Nikolas to get rid of Drake. She certainly had no interest in talking about it with me. I left Anna a message. If anyone can get her to talk, it would be her. The more i tried to talk, the more she put me off. She seemed far more interested in what I had been doing and Holly. I filled her in, but I did not tell her the bit about Holly knocking me out. She did not need to hear about that. I still have a lump from that! The Droppen may have a paper shade, but the steel base does pack a hellva punch.

Anyway, Robin insisted she was fine and I should go help Holly. I took a day or two to try and put together some of my information. I am off again.

IKEA Adventure

So, I followed Holly into the Ikea store. I managed to get in just before they closed the store. The other customers were all gone, except for the three of them. None of the employees had noticed them. They only seemed interested in getting out of there. She followed these two guys and watched some sort of transaction taking place in a corner of the store. One of the men got away, but Holly stopped the other one. It looked like she was arresting him? Or holding him up? She got whatever he just obtained in that transaction, but then the other bloke came back behind her and ambushed her.

Before she could even react, my old instincts kicked in. I hit him with a Droppen lamp and knocked him out. She was annoyed, said she could handle herself. I told her she should never be working without back up. Initially she seemed somewhat happy, but it faded quickly with whatever was in or should I say not in that bag. I haven't seen Holly that angry in years. She was going on at how she could handle things and she didn't need any help from me. As a matter of fact, she said I was complicating everything by following her around. I turned my back on her for a second, and I think she hit me with the bloody Droppen or whatever the hell it is called. Next thing I know, it is morning, I am lying on the floor with a splitting headache and she and the other bloke were gone and several IKEA personnel were staring down at me. I swear this woman is driving me crazy.

Shopping for Answers

So I am sitting here in Stockholm staring at the home of Ikea. Why would Holly be here? Maybe I should kill two birds with one stone and have a couch sent to Robin and Patrick. That way they can stop fighting with each other. Although, now I hear she is moving in with Cassadine? On Spoon Island no less. You would think she would not like that place. It was Faison's home at one time and that bastard did nothing but turn all of our lives upside down. I don't know how she can feel at home in that dark and creepy place.

I just saw a couple of man enter the store. And I believe that was Holly slowly following and watching them. Now she has gone in as well. Looks like I will be following. Who knows, I might find more than a bloody couch here tonight!

Thanks for the tip Connie! It seems to be paying off! I will update you soon.

Taking a New Perspective

My thanks to whomever suggested the Guinness for my hangover. Truly one of Ireland's great contributions to the world. Needless to say, I will never give up on Holly. However, I think it is high time I began to tackle this caper from another angle. Obviously she is caught up with something and she may well be in over her head. She is just so bloody stubborn. To think, she is protecting ME? Robert Scorpio? Superspy? I think my time is better served finding out from other sources why she thinks I need protecting. Connie has emailed me some new details. I need to sort out what I know, and what it all means.

I checked on Robin today. She has healed up and started working again. Just like her old man, never letting a bullet stop her from anything. I wish she would take it easy, she could have died. She has also moved back into our old house with Mac for a while. I am not exactly sure I understand why. Probably more furniture issues at work with Drake.

Holly, I am relieved to hear that you are not involved in your family's business anymore. I am truly sorry if I hurt you. Why won't you tell me what you are up to?? I have faith in you, but little patience when I am separated from where I want to be or should I say with whom I want to be. I cannot give up Holly. It is just not who I am.

Climbing Mountains

It was another long flight the other day. My back is still killing me. I have to find out how to say Ibuprofen in French. I managed to make a few lists of what is motivating Holly these days and the significance of her destination choices. I think I might have come up with a few plausible ideas. I could not help but let my mind wander to finding her. Our last meeting was very memorable, but in terms of information, not so much. I know she is running from something or someone and it would seem after something else. I don't believe for an instant she wanted anyone to get hurt.

Although, if she really did not want to hurt me, she would not choose to go to a place with so many bloody stairs. I mean, haven't the French ever heard of elevators? At least ones that go straight up and down, not the funiculaire which takes forever and I didn't even notice until it passed me on the way up. No wonder Montmartre translated to the Mountain of the Martyr. I haven't seen a trace of Holly though. I was walking through the open air cafes and looking through the crowds when I saw it. I had to go over and look more closely. She was here. She was definitely here. There was a painting of a beautiful woman sipping coffee at a cafe. I swear it was Holly. I bought the painting and the artist said, at least I think he said, he painted it earlier today. Now, I just have to figure out where she is staying. Maybe I should check out the couture houses.

Putting the pieces together

Paris is definitely a beautiful place with so much history. Too bad it has to be filled with so many French people. The wine is exceptional and I have spent a good part of today revisiting the past. My mind is working overtime trying to connect all the pieces to the puzzle. I am not sure I have all the pieces, and I'll be damned if some of them don't make any bloody sense.

I am finding the places Holly goes more and more interesting. I think she is trying to make it look random, but there is a definite pattern. I am in Paris now. I know she is here, but she was in London before coming here. What is driving her? There has to be a reason for all of this. For someone who had claimed she lost all her money, she is sure able to travel quite a bit. Just one more piece of the puzzle that doesn't fit. I have to check back with Connie. She might have dug up some more information for me.

On the Road Again.

I checked in with Robin again. It seems tragedy has helped ease all her relationship trouble with Drake. It is about damn time he realized my little girl is special! I must remember to send Emily Quartermaine some flowers for saving Robin's life.

In the meantime, I've been having a hell of a time figuring out where Holly went this time. I am pretty sure she left the area. It is still quite a mess down here after Katrina. It is not a place a woman like Holly would have an easy time blending in with the locals. I checked with an old friend and it seems I will be back on a plane by late tonight. I am thinking of changing my address to DeltaAir. It is fairly odd. I thought these little trips of hers were random. It seems they aren't as random as I originally thought.

Fashion Week Frenzy

I followed Holly’s trail to NYC – it’s as cold as a witch’s tit here, why couldn’t she have gone back to Miami?

Fashion Week is in full swing and the place is crawling with beautiful women in beautiful clothes. I went to a couple of shows hoping I’d see Holly. I figured she’d be easy to spot – just look for a beautiful woman in a hat, but I saw not one hat. It gave me the idea though to stake out her favorite hat shop on 5th Ave. After a few hours, I gave up and went inside, how surprised was I to see that Pierre is still there. We talked about old times and laughed at memories, like the time Holly went in to buy one hat and came out 6 hours later with 10 having spent around $800. I could never stay mad at her though, never. Anyway, Pierre told me that Holly had been there the night before, coming in right before closing and bought the most bonzer hat ever. Armed with that info, I went off to a few night shows in hopes of finding her. Again no luck, but I have a feeling that tomorrow will be my lucky day.

Feb. 7th, our 24th wedding anniversary and if I know Holly, she’ll be feeling what I’m feeling – sadness. And when Holly’s sad, fashion and shopping make her happy.....at least for a little while.

It’s gonna be a great day, I can just feel it. Look out Holly, here I come!

Looking for a New Lead...

I spent the weekend trailing Holly. I found her hotel room here in Savannah. As soon as I walked into her room, I could tell she had been there. Her intoxicating scent literally filled the room. It brought back so many memories. Unfortunately, her scent is ALL she left behind. There wasn't even one bloody fingerprint in the whole damn room. She is driving me crazy!

Almost nothing compares to how seeing her the other day. She is still so incredibly gorgeous. No one could ever compare to my beautiful Holly. The way she looked when we locked eyes, it took my breath away. Then that look of fear that washed over her. I have to find out what is going on. Why is she so afraid? It is amazing how that woman can disappear so quickly and not leave a trace. She told me years ago, that she learned that from me. That gives me an advantage! I book a flight to New York City tonight!

I haven't heard back from Mac or Robin yet. I left Robin another voicemail. It is so frustrating. She complains that I am never there for her, but when I try to contact her, she never calls back. I suppose she is still arguing with Drake about the couch or maybe a coffee table. She could at least send me an email. I will never understand that girl. I thought we had made a bit of progress. Now I don't know what to think. Maybe I should stop and pay her a visit. Luke called me. He was heading for home too. I am debating on calling Tracy's cell. Maybe it would be better to wait for Luke to get home. I don't know if I can stand being interrogated about Luke's whereabouts right now.

So Close...

Had to laugh this morning when I read "Celia's" comment about not being as clever as she - I wasn't the one married to a spy without my knowledge! I knew everything about Holly's past when I married, we had no secrets. Well, except one. Unlike now. Everything seemed wrapped in secrecy now.

I decided to chuck the pub and went to Elizabeth's. I waited for an hour and just as I was about to leave, I looked across the avenue and there she stood - my beautiful Holly. When our eyes locked, I could feel the old electricity coursing between us. We've still got it. I thought for sure that this was it, but then something changed. Her eyes darted to the left and then a look of panic crossed her face. Before I knew what was happening, she was gone. The streets were crowded and I tried to reach to her, but she slipped away. I thought I saw someone run after her, but I can't be sure.

Holly, what have you gotten yourself involved in and why won't you let me help you?

The Chase Continues...

Well, Florida seems to be a bust. I haven't seen one sign of Holly since that day on the beach. She seemed to stop using her credit card as well. I am downloading a list of plane manifests as I type. I am hoping I can recognize one of her aliases, if she did leave Florida. God I love the chase!

I just got a call from Mac. Seems Robin and Drake had a fight about that bloody couch and Robin and her friends got drunk at the airport bar. Robin scissor-kicked some guy in a bar and got herself arrested. Apparently he told her she smelled good. She is definitely her mother's daughter. Mac didn't seem pleased I left town. Of course, I leave and NOW she needs me. I just cannot win...

"I wasted time, and now doth time waste me"

It's hard to believe that roughly a year ago I chased Luke and that blasted monkey to Port Charles. If I had the last year to do over, would I change things? I'm not sure. It's a relief to be "alive" again. What I would do is change the past 15 years if I could. Hindsight being 20/20 and all that.

I noticed that I wasn't getting too many comments on this blog. I asked Robin how she manages to get 15 comments nearly every single day. She wasn't completely sure, but suggested that I change comment logs - so I did. Now people don't have to sign in to leave comments. I think I prefer that. The last time I was chatting with Mac, he showed me some identity theft statistics. No one wants to be leaving their information all over the place.

I figure that a fringe benefit might be that I may get some more leads on Holly's whereabouts.