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Merry Christmas Danny Santos: Part Two

Even though Danny played only a minor role in the actual meeting of Marah and Tony I needed a Tiny Tim.  Tony always said Marah and him had a destino (a destiny).  Well even in death Tony’s heart is drawn to Marah.  Or so my literary license says….

Even after all these years being inside the Santos mansion could still make Danny feel as if he were suffocating.  So much hatred and bitterness had existed within these walls.  Sometimes he couldn’t believe he made it out of here alive, in fact, he almost didn’t.  He still had the scar to prove it.  And there seated behind his father’s old desk was his father’s namesake, his brother Mick.

Danny wished he could go over there and send him back to where he belonged.  He felt his father’s reassuring hand on her shoulder, “Just watch.”


Carmen flounced in the room carrying a stack of papers that she promptly shook at her son, “The quarterly reports for the fifth street district are lower than expected Mick.  They want protection then they need to pay for it just like everyone else.  Are you going to handle this or should I send Antonio?”

Mick sat back in the big leather armchair every picture of the fat cat mobster while holding out his hand for the papers his mother wanted him to go over, “Tony hasn’t been all right up there since the incident.” He tapped his head with his index finger before continuing, “I’ll send Carmine to shake them down.  He isn’t hampered by a sudden conscience over a stupid coed who took a right when she should have gone left.”

“We’ll have to keep an eye on Antonio.  If he gets weak and goes to the Feds we’re going to have to take out one of our own.  We can’t have a blood war Mick.”

Mick scowled, “I know what has to be done mother. I am head of la familia and trust me, Antonio isn’t going to go to the Feds.  Salerno should have kept his ass in New York where he belonged, then none of this would have happened.  And then we wouldn’t have Springfield PD breathing down out necks. Tony just needs something to distract him.  Maybe a little vacation will do him some good. He can get some sun, meet a few ladies, come back all good as new.”

Carmen eyed Mick warily, “For all our sakes I hope you’re right.”


Danny couldn’t watch any more, they were the worst part of him and he hated the fact that he shared DNA with either one of them.  He knew Ray was safe, there was no deterring a man of God from his chosen path.  But there was one wild card in the bunch.  He looked at his father warily, “Where’s Tony?”


The pristine snow-covered ground crunched under Danny’s feet as he made his way past the marble tombstones to where a lone figure stood.  Though the wind had to be biting cold despite the coat he was wearing Tony didn’t look like he was planning on moving any time soon.  He looked like he hadn’t moved in hours.  It was as if he were frozen in time staring at the grave before him.

Danny came to a stop beside the younger man and peered down at the name, and knew why his cousin was so forlorn.  There, written in the marble, was the name: Marah Lewis.

Danny wished he could comfort Tony but knew he couldn’t.  Instead he just stood nearby and waited.  Finally Tony seemed to snap out of his trance and crouched down to wipe the snow off the letters.,  “I don’t really know you or why you were there.  Wrong place at the wrong time or so they say.  All I know is that for the first time I feel it in my gut, that something isn’t right. ”  He traced the name with his index finger, “Marah.  Strange name.  Beautiful though.  Like you.  Even laying there that night you looked like an angel.  And angel taken down by violence.”  Tony stood back up and dusted off his hands, “Even if we had met in another life I doubt you would have given me the time of day.  Not that I could blame you. I have blood on my hands.  And I will have more on them by the end of the night.  I know how others look at me, at my family.  They’re not wrong.  But I can’t live like that anymore.”

Danny rushed forward, “Tony no!  If you do this they win.  Don’t let them take your soul.”  The wind had picked up , swirling the snow around them until Danny could no longer see the figure in front of him.  Above the roar he heard his father’s voice, “He can’t hear you Daniel.”

Suddenly the snow was gone and his father and him were alone, “Where is Tony?  Bring him back!  He can’t lose himself.  He is too good for that.”

“Do you see what a life without Danny Santos would be like?  The love of you life is married to another.  You were never around to take the Santos Family legit.” The older man shrugged his broad shoulders, “Sure if I were alive I would have resisted just as adamantly as the others but when you go where I went you have nothing but time.  Time to think and time to watch the lives of others.  Tony became a better man because of you and you became a better man because of him.  You both learned from each other.”  He pointed towards where Tony had been standing, “Tony was never meant to me a murderer. ”  He shook his head ruefully, “Your mother and I messed up.  Mostly me while you were growing up.  In the world I grew up in a man had to be tough and he tought his sons to be tough.  But you are a different father, one your kids love and know they can count on.  Tony’s children will know the same parental love.  Because of you because I sure as hell didn’t set a good example and neither did my brother.” His father smiled, “Now you ready to see the lives of those you’ve touched?”

For the first time that night Danny simply nodded his agreement.  What was a little Nausea between father and son?


Danny watched Tony try to navigate the Christmas tree placement, and shook his head when his cousin bumbled up Marah’s directions.  Not that Marah, or Tony for that matter, seemed to mind.  They both stood laughing, content in being together at last.  Which was good.  He wanted that for them.  They had lost too many years already because of the scheming mechanisms of others.  The world deserves more happy people, and those two deserved it most of all after what they’d been through.

He felt his father step along side of him, “Antonio still has wounds and he probably always will.  You don’t go through what he did without coming out without something lasting.  But even stronger than that is his happiness. Without your influence he would have remained headstrong and reckless.  And without him that hit your grandmother took out on you may have been more successful.” He gestured to the happy couple, “He has too much to live for now to hold on to bitterness.  Personal growth for Antonio.”

“He’s a good man.  He always was a good man. The rest of the family never saw all the good in him.”  Tony was a still waters run deep kind of guy, a fact that the family never got. Carmen and Maria had just seen Tony as someone they could try to bend and manipulate to their will.  Too bad they never realized that Tony was too loyal to betray those who he respected.

Miguel smiled, “Shall we go?  I think we’re about to get an eye full.”


Danny’s first view was of Michelle’s very lovely backside while she bent to retrieve the cookie sheet from the oven.  Danny watched as she straightened and moved to the counter where an array of cookies already sat cooling.  A slight frown appeared on her beautiful face, “Hope Santos did you steal another cookie?”

His little imp giggled.  A half eaten cookie still clutched in her hand, “I had to taste them mom!  Just to make sure they were just right.”

Her just as guilty brother stood nearby with chocolate smeared on his mouth, “Yeah me too!  Only I had to try two or three.  Better to be safe you know.”

He could tell Michelle was fighting a battle.  The need to laugh at the kids antics and the role of parent whose child had gorged on cookies before dinner.  In the end, the laughed won out.  Michelle grabbed a cookie herself and took a bite, “Not bad if I do say so myself.  Now let’s go finish getting the tree ready before your dad thinks were some kid of slackers!”

“Beautiful wife, beautiful family.  You have a wonderful life Danny Santos.”

Danny groaned, “You just couldn’t resist could you dad?”

“The line really writes itself.  But it is true is it not?”

“Yes it’s true.  Can we go back now?  I really have some stuff to do.”


Faith stood clutching the star and jumped excitedly, “Can I put on the star yet?”

Michelle smiled patiently from where she was busy hanging ornaments, “Not yet. I have to go get a ladder first.”

Faith squealed when she felt hands close on her tiny waist and lift her off her ground.  She looked down to see her father smiling up at her, “I got you squirt.  Now put that star on the tree and let’s get start celebrating Santos style!”


Later after the kids were all tucked in bed and the house was quiet Danny and Michelle sat cuddled up on the couch looking at the finished Christmas tree.  Danny finally broke the comfortable silence, “I may not say it as often as I should but I thankful for the life we’ve made together.  The three wonderful kids we have together.  Even the struggles it took to get us here. It made us stronger and more resilient.   I love you Michelle.”

Michelle looked over her shoulder at her husband, “You are certainly in a reflective mood tonight Danny.  But I like it.  And I love you too.”  She stretched up and kissed him sweetly, “Merry Christmas Danny Santos.”  She stood and grabbed her hand and pulled him towards the stairs, “And I say we celebrate the holidays right.”

Danny laughed lustily, “Merry Christmas indeed.”

Manny Christmas 2002


Merry Christmas Danny Santos: Part One

Took a break from writing Marah and Tony’s story when this little one shot popped into my head.  Basically it takes place around the same time as Marah and Tony’s short story Making New TraditionsSo Christmas of last year.  One of these days I might just get caught up!  Maybe around New Years when I *crosses fingers* hope to get story two rolling.  So here is Danny’s story with plenty of Manny and Marony to go around.  It’s kind of a mix between It’s a Wonderful Life and A Christmas Carol.  Hope you like it…..



Sitting alone in his home office drinking wasn’t exactly his favorite pastime but at that moment Danny couldn’t muster up the energy to change the situation.  In fact he should be downstairs with Michelle and the kids decorating the tree and getting ready for Christmas in their new house, the house Michelle and him had dreamed of building for years.  Instead he kept pouring.  He leaned his head back against his chair and groaned, “What the hell is wrong with you Santos?”  He had so much to be thankful for this year.  Michelle and him were as happy as ever and their kids were healthy, he was a lucky man and he knew it.   And, like a miracle, Tony came back to them.  Not some replacement Tony but the real true blue Tony that had stood by him through thick and thin.  The Tony that he had loved like a brother.  It was enough to make him want to weep.  Instead, he drank.

He brought his glass and finished it off but it didn’t alleviate the tightening in his gut.  And perhaps that was the source of all this morose thinking tonight.  Just thinking about how he failed Tony made him want to beg for forgiveness.   Tony, Ray, and himself were practically raised together.  He should have seen the signs that there was something not quite right about Tony’s behavior.  Like when Tony came back and announced he was buying a horse farm?  Not at all like his cousin who grew up in one of the worst neighborhoods in Chicago.  And Tony’s suddenly turning his heart away from Marah, the one woman who had owned his soul since she was just a teenager?  Maybe if he had noticed the signs then his cousin wouldn’t have spent years locked away from the world.  Locked away while he continued to be happy and free with the woman he loved and the children he adored.  Danny wondered how Tony came out of that situation without bitterness towards him, how he didn’t wish it wasn’t Danny that had been locked away instead.  Or even wondered what a life without Danny Santos would be like.  He wouldn’t be the only one.  Danny reached for the bottle of Brandy…

“Do you really think Alcohol is going to solve your problem Daniel?”

Danny blinked his eyes to focus on the newcomer, certain that he was seeing things.  “Dad?”  He brought the bottle closer to inspect the label, “Okay I know this stuff packs a punch but to make me see dead people?  I think I need a refund.”

The apparition moved closer until it he stood right in front of Danny, the only thing separating them was the desk. “I am not some drunken hallucination.  I am your guide.  Your guía if you will.”

“Thanks but no thanks.  I have no interest in replaying some dysfunctional Santos version of It’s A Wonderful Life with you dad.  I am sure you can buy off someone for your wings, even in Heaven.” He pinned the ghostly figure of his father with a look, “If that’s where you ended up.  You weren’t exactly Heaven material growing up.”

At least the ghost had the decency to look remorseful, “I know I failed you, Mick, and Pilar.  I failed your mother and then she went and failed you.  But I have seen you and you are a good father Daniel.  And tonight I am going to show you what a life without Danny Santos would be like.”

“Oh goodie.”

A brilliant white flash engulfed the room and then there was darkness during which Danny felt himself fly through the air, through space and time.  This was going to be a long night….


Danny landed in the middle of Company with a THUMP!

“You need to find a better way to travel.  That wasn’t particularly graceful.”

His father’s ghost just looked at him before shaking his head, “Just wait.”

Danny took the opportunity to look about the room.   Some of the people he had known for years, some were strangers, but it was all part of Springfield.  Part of home.  Part of the reason Michelle and him decided to move back here.  He saw the usual; Josh and Reva in the corner having a heated discussion, Rick and Mindy, Frank and Blake flirting with each other in a back table.  At one time he and Frank had been enemies, then they could have been called friends, now they had somewhat of a truce.  He missed the friendship though but…

“You and Marina were not meant to be together.  There was no destino.  Your destiny is about to walk in that door,” His father pointed towards the entrance and sure enough, there was Michelle.  Strange how just the sight of her after all these years could still make his heart race.  But when he went to walk towards her his father held up a hand to stall him, “She cannot see you.  You do not exist.  This is a life without Daniel Santos remember?  Just listen.”


Rick stood up to greet Michelle warmly with a hug, “Hey little sister!  Glad you could join us.”

“Thank you for inviting me.  With Bill traveling so much these days the house can get so quiet I think I might go mad.”

“Where is he this week?  He seems to be gone an awful lot these days”

“Venezuela.  Can you believe it?  And right before Christmas too!”  Michelle shook her head before looking over the menu in her hand, “So what looks good today?”

“Michelle I know when you are trying to look happy for the sake of others.  Talk to me.  Let me help you.”

Michelle tossed her menu on the table and glared at her brother, “Okay Rick you want me to bare my soul here in the middle of Company for all to see and hear?  Here goes!  I married my best friend and settled into the perfect suburban life just like every Hallmark special.  I should have 2.5 kids and drive a minivan by now.  My days should include complaining to other mothers about the school districts and running for the PTA but instead my husband runs off on business trips whenever I dare mention the idea of having children.  And you know how I mentioned how boring and mundane our life had gotten?” Rick nodded hesitantly which prompted Michelle to proceed, “Well I suggested we do something new to spice things up.  Salsa lessons.  Not like I asked him to go skydiving it’s just dancing.  But it still got shot down.  And right now my dearly beloved is in Venezuela with Lizzie Spaulding   Bet he wishes he took those salsa lessons now because Lizzie loves to dance.”  Michelle had fire in her eyes.  Bill was probably safer in Venezuela and he knew it.

Mindy held out a hand to stop the tirade, ” Wait, Lizzie Spaulding is with Bill?  Why?”

Michelle just rolled her eyes, “Something about Spaulding and Lewis vying for the same project.  My guess is that they are really vying for who gets to be on top first.”  Buzz had made his way over to the table and looked like he would rather be anywhere but there at that moment, “Now can we order please?  I’m hungry.”


Danny turned to his dad, “Michelle’s not wrong is she?”

Miguel shook his head, “Let’s just say that somewhere there is a room with a Do Not Disturb sign on the door.  But come, there is still more to show you.”

Danny took one last look at the love of his life, so lost and desolate.  A new ache formed in his stomach, “I hate to see Michelle’s heart-broken.  She deserves the world.”

“Yes she does.  Now come.”

A brilliant white flash engulfed the room and then there was darkness during which Danny felt himself fly through the air, through space and time.  Danny really hated this part.

Marony~Christmas 2002

Marony Christmas

Christmas 2002 was a big one for Marah and Tony.  It was their first holiday spent as a couple since reuniting following Danny’s supposed death and the end of Carmen’s reign of terror.  They were together and happy, even in the face of Josh’s disapproval.  Though Josh’s disapproval makes for some great scenes during this time, especially during the trimming of the tree.  Additionally, as a fan of the Lindsey McKeon/Jordi Vilasuso version of Marony it is the only year that these two would be together for a Christmas episode in a happy sense.

It would be on New Years that Tony decides to stop living like he had been.  Instead of revenge on Eden for killing his father he moves forward with his life with Marah.

Unfortunately for Manny they are not in a happy place.   Danny is back from his brush with death and is fighting for his family back.  An added problem? Bill is suddenly thinking of Michelle with new eyes.

December 18, 2002: Marah takes Tony ice skating then to her parent’s cabin. Marah wants them to have a tree of their own to decorate.  They discuss the differences between Santos and Lewis Christmas traditions.  Marah wants to know if Tony was serious about Eden.  He explains his true motives in keeping her around. Tony tells Marah a story about his father teaching him to play baseball.  They begin to make love.

December 19, 2002 (Part One) : It’s the annual Lewis trimming of the tree and Marah isn’t home.  At the cabin Tony pulls away afraid he is reminding Marah of the attack. Marah is quick to reassure him that is not the case. They hear that roads are being closed due to snow. Josh is worried about Marah and is determined to go to the cabin after her despite Reva’s warnings that he’ll get stuck in the snow. Marah and Tony arrive thanks to Tony “borrowing” a snowmobile.

December 19, 2002 (Part Two) : Josh is not pleased that Tony is there for the Lewis trimming of the tree.  Tony explains that he left a note and money for the neighbors for “borrowing” the snowmobile but Josh is not convinced. Reva wants a big Shayne/Lewis Christmas next year. Billy leads the family in singing Jingle Bells. Reva answers the phone to a menacing voice telling her that she’ll pay.

Marony Christmas 2

December 24, 2002 (Part One) : Bill is helping Michelle put together a train for Robbie’s first Christmas. Reva wants Josh to ask Tony formally to join them for dinner. Cassie assures Danny the weather will clear up.  Marah is pleased with Josh’s gesture. Stranger Stanley arrives at the Beacon seeking shelter. Josh doesn’t think Tony has the same perspective on Christmas as they do.  Tony overhears, then tells him that he is wrong.

December 24, 2002 (Part Two) : The snowplows are making their rounds, freeing Danny to head to Michelle and Robbie.  Cassie finds out more about Stanley who has disappeared. Reva makes Josh read a Christmas story. Danny arrives at Michelle’s to see her and Bill asleep on the chair together. The Bauer’s celebrate Ross and Blake’s engagement and toast to the return of family. Enjoy the sing-a-long at the end 🙂 Merry Christmas Guiding Light Fans!!

December 27, 2002 (Part One) : Tony and Danny meet at the Beacon to discuss business. Danny says he and Michelle have plans for New Years. Carmen is being transferred to prison. Danny wants to make the clubs legit and bring in music. He asks Tony to be his partner. Carmen wants to see Tony to give him a “gift”. Carmen tells him that the person who murdered his father is living in Springfield. Danny has it out with Rick and Ed.

December 27, 2002 (Part Two) : Michelle is performing Eden’s checkup.  Eden says she invites chaos, Michelle says it’s never too late to walk away. Tony wonders why Carmen kept his father’s killer a secret. Carmen says Eden August murdered his father.  Carmen says she kept her in the house to watch her. Tony calls Eden to meet him at Infierno.  Rick doubts Danny can keep Michelle safe long-term.  A “guard” comes to transfer Carmen…to Cuba.  Carmen wants to make one last stop for her grandson.

January 2, 2002 (Part One) : It’s New Years. Marah and Tony are at Infierno when Danny comes in.  He has a date with Michelle. Carmen is at the Bauer house, she is there for Robbie. Bill comes in and saves Michelle.  Eden comes for her check. Tony tells her he talked to Carmen and he knows she killed his father. Instead of revenge Tony apologizes and moves forward with his life.

January 2, 2002 (Part Two) : Bill tells Michelle he didn’t think, he just had to stop Carmen from hurting her. He kisses Michelle as Danny comes to the house.  Danny learns what Carmen did, he thanks Bill for saving Michelle.  Back at Infierno, Eden is leaving town.  Tony teaches Marah to salsa dance.