FanFic: You Are My Past, She is My Present, We Are The Future (GL, Otalia, 4/?)
Title: You Are My Past, She is My Present, We Are The Future
Author: MidKnightPhox (AKA AlexRiley elsewhere)
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia et OC/female that is yet to be mentioned
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None. Completely none. Mentions Olivia's trip to San Francisco, but other than that none in mentioned... so far... I hope.
Disclaimer: Well, no, Olivia and Natalia and anyone who originates from Springfield Township belong to Telenext Media, Proctor and Gamble, and CBS; I'm just borrowing them. However, I do own the character Krista and only Krista.
Author's Note: This is my first Otalia fanfiction story and my first Guiding Light fanfiction too, so I may trail off with their personalities, but I've tried to remain as close as I can be. This story is heavily AU and it will get involved a lot of angst, so angst-lovers rejoice, but for others... bear with me and enjoy. I made Frank tolerable, just so you know. Also, this chapter is not really... heavy on the Otalia perspective, but it's getting there. It WILL get there! I promise!
1. Something In Her Past
2. Who Is She And Why Do You All Know Her?
3. It'll Be Okay
Waves quietly crashed against the shore while seagulls loudly flew in the sky. Olivia looked around the beaches of San Cristobel and found it clear with a few families scattered everywhere. She looked down at the white sand around her feet and sighed as the warm sun washed across her skin. She sighed in amusement when she realized she wore the black bathing suit she bought when she was younger and it still fit her. She ran her hand through her hair and chuckled.
“Hey Liv, let’s play catch,” a familiar child-like female voice called out. Olivia raised an eyebrow and turned around to see a Frisbee fly to her head. She squeaked in surprise, but managed to catch the flying disc before it hit her in the face. She looked at the Frisbee in her hands and let out a small chuckle when she recognized it. “Dad, Olivia’s not throwing the Frisbee back!”
“Olivia, throw the Frisbee back to your sister.”
“Liv, hurry up and throw it already before Kolt throws the beach ball at you,” Marissa’s voice caught Olivia’s attention. She looked up, found her younger sister still alive and running towards her. Her gaze fleeted past Marissa’s shoulders and she saw Sam following behind her.
“Dad, Olivia’s not throwing the Frisbee!”
“Olivia,” their father admonished as he set up their beach umbrella and beach towels on the sand. Olivia tilted her head to the side before she felt someone jump and cling around her waist. She looked down and slightly jumped when she found a ten-year-old Krista wrapped around her. She felt tears begin to take to her eyes, but none fell. She smiled and pushed Krista’s head with the Frisbee in her hand.
“Hey, can you stop standing around so we can play? I want to before we go swim, so come on!” Krista whined as she turned her eyes up at her sister. Olivia raised her eyebrows and stared at the cool grey eyes directed towards her. She brushed away the stray dark from Krista’s face and softly smiled at the girl. “Are you going to cry again? Liv, we’re at the beach to have fun, so can we play, please?” Olivia bit her lower lip to keep from crying as she intently looked at her sister’s innocent face.
“All right, Jellybean, let’s go play.” Krista grinned and tightly hugged Olivia before she took off to Sam and Marissa.
“We’re going to play catch!” Olivia nodded as she tossed the Frisbee towards Krista. She shielded her eyes from the bright sun and thought that this was her family; this was the better part of her life. She had never smiled so much and she missed it. She shut her eyes when the bright sun shocked her eyes. She turned her head away and tried to get away from the sun.
Olivia raised her hand and covered her eyes to block out the brightness. She carefully opened her eyes and realized that she was not at the beaches of San Cristobel. She felt weak all over her body and as she looked around the room she was in, she figured she was at Cedars Hospital. She deeply sighed and placed her hands over her face, finding tears had stained her skin. She was suddenly conscious that her breathing became ragged. It was just a dream.
“Olivia?” Natalia’s voice caught Olivia’s attention. She watched as her best friend entered the room appearing exhausted, but hopeful.
“Hey, was everything that I went through a dream, or is my sister really here?” Olivia immediately asked only to notice Natalia raise her eyebrows when she sat down beside her bed.
“I’m actually here.” Olivia turned back to the door and found Krista walk in, but she frowned when she saw her sister handcuffed to Marina. She took a deep breath as she followed the two young women stand at the foot of her bed.
“What the hell were you thinking when you came back? Were you thinking at all? Why are you back? Why the hell did you hurt Alan, of all people in this town? You freaking hurt the mayor, too? Are you freaking insane? You even assaulted her bodyguards as well? Good Lord, Krista, what are you doing?” Marina and Natalia’s jaws dropped at Olivia’s tone, words and questions. They could not believe how Olivia acknowledged her sister who returned and was brutally beat up. Both of them turned to Krista and saw her shell-shocked, but they soon saw a spark in her eye that meant she was ready to retaliate.
“You’re angry with me? Why are you so angry at me? I should be angry with you! Why didn’t you tell me that you were having health problems?Why didn’t you tell me that you were having heart problems? Why didn’t you call me when you needed help? Why do you have a pacemaker and, especially, why is the heart Gus’? Answer my questions and I’ll answer yours,” Krista retorted back, annoyance and anger filled her voice. She looked straight into Olivia’s eyes and saw the discomfort in her eyes; she knew that Olivia would deflect everything she asked.
“Krista, that isn’t fair, I was only trying to protect you.”
“Fair? If you think my questions aren’t fair because it isn’t relevant or whatever well think about this: do you think it would’ve been fair to me if I received a phone call finding out you died? How fair is it to me, a cardiac surgeon, finding out her sister died from a heart problem she could have diagnosed and treated? Whatever you think is fair is definitely not fair to me and I don’t need to be protected because it looks like you needed to be protected,” Krista cut in with her voice rising. She hated feeling so lost, so confused and she hated being so easily brushed aside. She knew her sister meant well, but sometimes the hard truth was better to deal with than a lie that gave false security which would eventually lead to the hard truth.
“Krista Olivia Logan Tolentino, you do not talk to me like that!” Marina and Natalia jumped at the motherly tone in Olivia’s voice. They tried to avoid eye contact throughout the women’s exchange, but they had to spare a glance at Krista. They saw her eyes narrowed and her free hand clenched into a tight fist with tears glistening in her eyes.
“I’m sorry about that, but sometimes you’re so stubborn that I have to assert my views. You taught me to stand up for what I believe in and that’s what I’m doing.”
“What is it you believe in?” Olivia replied back.
“What do I believe? I believe that my sister isn’t being fair and I’m telling her that, but she won’t accept it. She wasn’t fair to me back then and she isn’t being fair now.”
“Back then, I was the fairest person you knew,” Olivia argued back, her heart monitor started to beep faster. Olivia, Krista, Marina and Natalia all heard the gradual change, but no one bothered to announce it.
“If you were so fair to me back then, you would’ve let me make the decisions for my future instead of you making them for me.”
“If I didn’t make those decisions then you wouldn’t be the amazing cardiac surgeon you are now, would you?” Olivia questioned back, glaring at her sister.
“This so-called amazing cardiac surgeon of yours had no idea that her sister needed help and you made her give up the only family she had left. Do you think it was fun for me having to live a life that I had no idea how to live alone? You know what don’t answer that because I already know the answer and you need to be the one who understands it,” Krista answered back, staring straight into Olivia's eyes. She watched as her sister's face begin to be touched with tears again and all that went through her mind was: I wish you would understand. She saw Olivia ready to react, but she raised her hand and started to turn around, headed for the door. She knew things were about to get out of hand and she knew that if they continued, Olivia’s health could worsen. “I have to go.”
“Where are you going?” Olivia felt the shift in the air and saw the exhaustion in Krista’s face. She knew she inflicted this on her own sister and it sickened her that she hurt her own sister in order to save her.
“Why should you care now where I go? You never cared where I went for the last few years,” Krista said back, all her anger dissipated as she touched the door of the room.
“Krista...” Marina quietly chided, feeling the need to bring some sensibility back into the other woman. Krista looked back at her, but refrained from looking at Olivia.
“My arraignment is tomorrow afternoon; Marina, Mallet, Frank, Jeffrey and Doris managed to get me a hearing.”
“I’ll pay-“
“Olivia,” Krista interrupted as she turned to her sister, “If I’m granted bail, I can pay for it... thanks anyways.”
“Krista, don’t shut me out, please. I’m sorry for what I did back then, but you have to understand why I did it.”
“Sorry doesn’t cut it anymore; I tried to understand and I believed I did, but then you shut me out. You did what you did because you thought that I was incapable of handling Alan Spaulding back then, but I was capable and I’m more than capable of handling him now.” Olivia smirked at the comment as her eyes travelled down to the handcuffs that connected Marina and Krista together.
“And handling it means getting beat up and getting arrested by the police? Really, that’s capable.” Krista stared at the door and bowed her head.
“At least I’m not running away from my problems."
Author: MidKnightPhox (AKA AlexRiley elsewhere)
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia et OC/female that is yet to be mentioned
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None. Completely none. Mentions Olivia's trip to San Francisco, but other than that none in mentioned... so far... I hope.
Disclaimer: Well, no, Olivia and Natalia and anyone who originates from Springfield Township belong to Telenext Media, Proctor and Gamble, and CBS; I'm just borrowing them. However, I do own the character Krista and only Krista.
Author's Note: This is my first Otalia fanfiction story and my first Guiding Light fanfiction too, so I may trail off with their personalities, but I've tried to remain as close as I can be. This story is heavily AU and it will get involved a lot of angst, so angst-lovers rejoice, but for others... bear with me and enjoy. I made Frank tolerable, just so you know. Also, this chapter is not really... heavy on the Otalia perspective, but it's getting there. It WILL get there! I promise!
1. Something In Her Past
2. Who Is She And Why Do You All Know Her?
3. It'll Be Okay
Waves quietly crashed against the shore while seagulls loudly flew in the sky. Olivia looked around the beaches of San Cristobel and found it clear with a few families scattered everywhere. She looked down at the white sand around her feet and sighed as the warm sun washed across her skin. She sighed in amusement when she realized she wore the black bathing suit she bought when she was younger and it still fit her. She ran her hand through her hair and chuckled.
“Hey Liv, let’s play catch,” a familiar child-like female voice called out. Olivia raised an eyebrow and turned around to see a Frisbee fly to her head. She squeaked in surprise, but managed to catch the flying disc before it hit her in the face. She looked at the Frisbee in her hands and let out a small chuckle when she recognized it. “Dad, Olivia’s not throwing the Frisbee back!”
“Olivia, throw the Frisbee back to your sister.”
“Liv, hurry up and throw it already before Kolt throws the beach ball at you,” Marissa’s voice caught Olivia’s attention. She looked up, found her younger sister still alive and running towards her. Her gaze fleeted past Marissa’s shoulders and she saw Sam following behind her.
“Dad, Olivia’s not throwing the Frisbee!”
“Olivia,” their father admonished as he set up their beach umbrella and beach towels on the sand. Olivia tilted her head to the side before she felt someone jump and cling around her waist. She looked down and slightly jumped when she found a ten-year-old Krista wrapped around her. She felt tears begin to take to her eyes, but none fell. She smiled and pushed Krista’s head with the Frisbee in her hand.
“Hey, can you stop standing around so we can play? I want to before we go swim, so come on!” Krista whined as she turned her eyes up at her sister. Olivia raised her eyebrows and stared at the cool grey eyes directed towards her. She brushed away the stray dark from Krista’s face and softly smiled at the girl. “Are you going to cry again? Liv, we’re at the beach to have fun, so can we play, please?” Olivia bit her lower lip to keep from crying as she intently looked at her sister’s innocent face.
“All right, Jellybean, let’s go play.” Krista grinned and tightly hugged Olivia before she took off to Sam and Marissa.
“We’re going to play catch!” Olivia nodded as she tossed the Frisbee towards Krista. She shielded her eyes from the bright sun and thought that this was her family; this was the better part of her life. She had never smiled so much and she missed it. She shut her eyes when the bright sun shocked her eyes. She turned her head away and tried to get away from the sun.
Olivia raised her hand and covered her eyes to block out the brightness. She carefully opened her eyes and realized that she was not at the beaches of San Cristobel. She felt weak all over her body and as she looked around the room she was in, she figured she was at Cedars Hospital. She deeply sighed and placed her hands over her face, finding tears had stained her skin. She was suddenly conscious that her breathing became ragged. It was just a dream.
“Olivia?” Natalia’s voice caught Olivia’s attention. She watched as her best friend entered the room appearing exhausted, but hopeful.
“Hey, was everything that I went through a dream, or is my sister really here?” Olivia immediately asked only to notice Natalia raise her eyebrows when she sat down beside her bed.
“I’m actually here.” Olivia turned back to the door and found Krista walk in, but she frowned when she saw her sister handcuffed to Marina. She took a deep breath as she followed the two young women stand at the foot of her bed.
“What the hell were you thinking when you came back? Were you thinking at all? Why are you back? Why the hell did you hurt Alan, of all people in this town? You freaking hurt the mayor, too? Are you freaking insane? You even assaulted her bodyguards as well? Good Lord, Krista, what are you doing?” Marina and Natalia’s jaws dropped at Olivia’s tone, words and questions. They could not believe how Olivia acknowledged her sister who returned and was brutally beat up. Both of them turned to Krista and saw her shell-shocked, but they soon saw a spark in her eye that meant she was ready to retaliate.
“You’re angry with me? Why are you so angry at me? I should be angry with you! Why didn’t you tell me that you were having health problems?Why didn’t you tell me that you were having heart problems? Why didn’t you call me when you needed help? Why do you have a pacemaker and, especially, why is the heart Gus’? Answer my questions and I’ll answer yours,” Krista retorted back, annoyance and anger filled her voice. She looked straight into Olivia’s eyes and saw the discomfort in her eyes; she knew that Olivia would deflect everything she asked.
“Krista, that isn’t fair, I was only trying to protect you.”
“Fair? If you think my questions aren’t fair because it isn’t relevant or whatever well think about this: do you think it would’ve been fair to me if I received a phone call finding out you died? How fair is it to me, a cardiac surgeon, finding out her sister died from a heart problem she could have diagnosed and treated? Whatever you think is fair is definitely not fair to me and I don’t need to be protected because it looks like you needed to be protected,” Krista cut in with her voice rising. She hated feeling so lost, so confused and she hated being so easily brushed aside. She knew her sister meant well, but sometimes the hard truth was better to deal with than a lie that gave false security which would eventually lead to the hard truth.
“Krista Olivia Logan Tolentino, you do not talk to me like that!” Marina and Natalia jumped at the motherly tone in Olivia’s voice. They tried to avoid eye contact throughout the women’s exchange, but they had to spare a glance at Krista. They saw her eyes narrowed and her free hand clenched into a tight fist with tears glistening in her eyes.
“I’m sorry about that, but sometimes you’re so stubborn that I have to assert my views. You taught me to stand up for what I believe in and that’s what I’m doing.”
“What is it you believe in?” Olivia replied back.
“What do I believe? I believe that my sister isn’t being fair and I’m telling her that, but she won’t accept it. She wasn’t fair to me back then and she isn’t being fair now.”
“Back then, I was the fairest person you knew,” Olivia argued back, her heart monitor started to beep faster. Olivia, Krista, Marina and Natalia all heard the gradual change, but no one bothered to announce it.
“If you were so fair to me back then, you would’ve let me make the decisions for my future instead of you making them for me.”
“If I didn’t make those decisions then you wouldn’t be the amazing cardiac surgeon you are now, would you?” Olivia questioned back, glaring at her sister.
“This so-called amazing cardiac surgeon of yours had no idea that her sister needed help and you made her give up the only family she had left. Do you think it was fun for me having to live a life that I had no idea how to live alone? You know what don’t answer that because I already know the answer and you need to be the one who understands it,” Krista answered back, staring straight into Olivia's eyes. She watched as her sister's face begin to be touched with tears again and all that went through her mind was: I wish you would understand. She saw Olivia ready to react, but she raised her hand and started to turn around, headed for the door. She knew things were about to get out of hand and she knew that if they continued, Olivia’s health could worsen. “I have to go.”
“Where are you going?” Olivia felt the shift in the air and saw the exhaustion in Krista’s face. She knew she inflicted this on her own sister and it sickened her that she hurt her own sister in order to save her.
“Why should you care now where I go? You never cared where I went for the last few years,” Krista said back, all her anger dissipated as she touched the door of the room.
“Krista...” Marina quietly chided, feeling the need to bring some sensibility back into the other woman. Krista looked back at her, but refrained from looking at Olivia.
“My arraignment is tomorrow afternoon; Marina, Mallet, Frank, Jeffrey and Doris managed to get me a hearing.”
“I’ll pay-“
“Olivia,” Krista interrupted as she turned to her sister, “If I’m granted bail, I can pay for it... thanks anyways.”
“Krista, don’t shut me out, please. I’m sorry for what I did back then, but you have to understand why I did it.”
“Sorry doesn’t cut it anymore; I tried to understand and I believed I did, but then you shut me out. You did what you did because you thought that I was incapable of handling Alan Spaulding back then, but I was capable and I’m more than capable of handling him now.” Olivia smirked at the comment as her eyes travelled down to the handcuffs that connected Marina and Krista together.
“And handling it means getting beat up and getting arrested by the police? Really, that’s capable.” Krista stared at the door and bowed her head.
“At least I’m not running away from my problems."