Angelique 17 Date: 1/7/02 12:39:23 PM Central Standard Time From: Aesgaard Angelique pulled the drawing room doors closed on her and Quentin. Because of the Tate painting, he was still irresistibly handsome if not a bit wiser than the person he once was. Back in Collinwood, he characteristically went to the liquor cabinet and poured himself a drink. "If anyone asks...." He started. "I'm the son of Quentin and Amanda. You ?" "Barnabus and Kitty Soames." Angelique claimed. "What are you doing here?" "Still chasing my portrait." Quentin sipped his drink. "What did you do with it?" "I ?" Angelique remissed. "I thought you had it when you pursued Amanda to New York." "I lost trace of her." Quentin sat down. "I did learn that several Tate paintings turned up in Boston after the fire then tried tracing you down. I thought you had it. Barnabus?" "Which one ?" Angelique strided confidently through the room. "The doppelganger I created of him still lays staked at Shipwreck Point, his future body took his place in the mausoleum to be released in 1967 and Josette's ghost took him and Kitty to 1795." "How did you know that ?" "I was there." Angelique smiled secretly. "Kitty appeared on Widow's Hill after the real Josette had jumped. She was mistaken by the Countess Dupres to be Josette and later took poison. About that same time, I followed a governess named Victoria Winters back to the future where she had come from." "So you've been there too." Quentin smirked. "Personally, I can't wait till everything catches up." "Yes," Angelique chuckled. "Still, a rather dark part of my life I still despise. I posed as a Cassandra Blair and married Roger." "That baby boy upstairs ??!!!" "He's not much different as an adult." Angelique sat down by him. "Anyhow, I was sent back to the past and was shot by a man named Lamar Trask. I would have been lost forever if you and Nicholas had not brought me back to life." "Nicholas ? You mean, Evan Hanley." "His real name is Nicholas Blair." Angelique remembered her former ally. "We were members of Judah Zachary's cult in the 1690s. We were once lovers too. Posing as a Charles Dawson in 1840, he and Judah almost framed your great-uncle for witchcraft." "Don't tell me you were Valerie Collins ?!" "That was me." Angelique smiled precociously. "We must find your portrait. It must be in west wing !" "It's locked." "Doesn't mean a thing to me." Quentin beamed as he put his glass down as Angelique reopened the doors. Her infant future husband was screaming upstairs. "Wait a minute," Quentin stopped her at the base of the stairs. "What if we both make it to 1967 ? Won't you run into yourself as this Cassandra ?" "Yes," Angelique admitted. "And she better watch out !"
