Emily is in the middle of Lila's garden.  She is talking
to her beloved grandmother.
 
         "Emily dear, are you happy?"
 
          Emily walked to Lila's wheelchar and took her hands in a
show of love.  "Grandmother, I love Nikolas with every fiber of my
being.  If we have a fraction of the love that Mom and Dad had, we're
going to make it."
 
          Just then, Lila began to fade away slowly.
 
          "Grandmother, where are you going?!" as Lila continued
fading away.
 

           Emily rose with a start.  She looked around, bewildered by
her surroundings.  She examined her clothes and body.  Her clothes
were not askew and the ones she was wearing last.  She was lying on a
four poster bed with an off white canopy.  Emily began to take in her
surroundings.

         Her room had walls the color of buttercream.  A silver
antique vanity table with a mirror outlined the wall across from
her.  A cherry wood armoire outlined the east wall.  A small window
lined up the west wall.  Emily moved to get up, but was hit by a
blinding headache.  Rising slowly, she walked to the window. 
Outside, the sea outlined the high cliffs.

         "Where the hell am I?" Emily said to herself.  Just then,
she heard a latch as the door opened.  The man she knew as Daniel
Craig walked through.  Emily felt bile rise up in her throat.

         "Good afternoon, Ms. Quartermaine, or should I say..Dr.
Quartermaine.  Sorry about the headache, but it was necessary to get
you to this destination."

          Emily buried her shock and fear, using anger as her
shield.  "Where am I?  Why did you bring me here?!"

          Craig smiled in admiration.  "My, my.  Dear sweet Emily.  I
have waited a long time to see you again.  I missed your fire from
when we met last February.  As much as I would love to explore this
side of you further, it will have to wait for another time.  Right
now, we have work to do."

          Emily flashed from being perplexed to angry.  "Go to hell. 
You killed my father.  You almost killed Nikolas, and almost ruined
Robin's relationship with Patrick.  Why?  What have we done to you?"

          Craig's charming demeanor vanished as he calmly walked up
to Emily.  Before Emily could react, he grabbed her by the hair and
pulled down, making Emily's headache worse.

          "Like I said before, I admire your spunk, but when I say
jump, you will say How High" in a slow, deliberate, voice.  He let
her go quickly.  Emily, sensing her only hope for escape was to play
along, left with Craig without further incident.

WYNDEMERE
 
          Nikolas is attempting to calm down a fussy Spencer.  Lucky
is on the phone with the PCPD regarding Emily's disappearance.  Lucky
finishes his conversation and hangs up.
 
          "Nik, usually you can't file a missing person's report
until 72 hours after the disappearance, but Mac bent the rules. 
Between being a Quartermaine and your fiancee, doors are opening. 
Have you called Monica?"
 
          Nikolas turned to his brother.  "Yes, she's on her way
here.  Did you call Liz?"
 
          Lucky breathed heavily and exhaled.  "Yes.  She's on her
way here with Andi.  She's afraid to have the baby out of her sight. 
I can't say that I blame her."
 
          Nikolas saw the emotion in his brother's eyes.  "Lucy, you
know you love Liz-" but was interrupted by the arrival of Monica.
 
          "Nikolas, have you heard anything?"
 
          Nikolas handed Spencer to Lucky and then turned to
Monica.  "No, I filed a missing person's report, but I think it was
all for nothing."
 
          "You're right.  We all know who took Emily"
 
          All turned to Luke Spencer, who walked into the
room.  "Nikolas, we all know that vampire who calls herself your
grandmother has her"
 
          Monica faced Luke with a look of frustration.  "Luke, why
the hell would Helena come back for my daughter?!"
 
          Luke softened.  "One reason only."  Luke walked over to his
son, who was still holding Spencer.  "The heir apparent" as he nodded
at the baby.  Spencer looked at Luke and giggled.  Even Luke looked
touched, but put his game face back on.
 
          "If it's Vlad's beloved Momma, the PCPD can't help you
Monica.  But I know who can."  Luke pulled out his cell phone and hit
a button.  "Old friend, I need your help.  Round up Anna and Donely
and come to Port Chuck.  The Cassadines are back"

EMILY'S LOCATION
 
          Emily walks with Craig down a damp staircase.  When they
get to a door, he puts his eye to a scanner for a retinal scan.  When
access is granted, he walks her further down a set of stairs, and
then through a set of tunnels that reminds Emily of the catacombs. 
Finally, they stop to a set of rooms.  When he got to a door, he
turned to Emily.
 
          "Ready to go in, Dr. Quartermaine"
 
          Emily could not help herself.  "Why is it so important I'm
here?  Or for me to go through that door?"
 
          Craig started to smirk, giving Emily the chills.  The smirk
seemed eerily familiar, but she couldn't think of what it reminded
her of.  He then took his finger and caressed her cheek.  Emily's
response was to spit in his face.  He simply took his hankerchief in
his breast pocket and wiped his face.  When he finished, Craig
grabbed Emily by the wrist and twisted her arm behind her back.
 
          "Oh, Emily.  So full of fire.  As I indicated earlier, I
would love to indulge further, but I have other pressing matters.  So
enjoy your new quarters, and your new roommate."  Craig opened the
door with another retinal scan, grabbed her by the hair, and then
shoved her into the room, pushing her to the floor.  As Emily was
recovering her senses, she heard a voice.
 
          "What kind of games are you trying to play now, you
sadistic bastard?"
 
          Tears of joy filled Emily's eyes.  It couldn't be.  It just
couldn't be, but it was.
 
          "Dad!"
 
          Alan Quartermaine froze.  That sweet voice.  His daughter. 
He turned and saw manna from Heaven.  Father and daughter went to
each other in a tearful reunion, not noticing Craig watching them
from the doorway.
 
          "Enjoy your reunion.  Once the Queen begins her final plan,
life as you know it will be gone."  Craig then rubbed his chest in an
invisible pain, a quick reminder of another time plaguing his
thoughts.  Coming together with Helena was fate.  The individual
agendas of each melted into one.  How he couldn't wait to ruin the
one person who ruined his perfect life.  He left the Quartermaines in
the room and locked the door.