Episode 3-9: The Temptress That Wasn’t


  • Quinn visited Pearl and attempted to make love with her again but she stopped him.
  • Pearl admitted her feelings for Quinn are growing but implored him to find someone that could give him the intimacy he desired. He later found that someone—in Bridget Walsh—and the two had sex.
  • Damien waffled back and forth between proposing to Pearl.

October 31st, Halloween morning, 8 am

The Nightshade home

Bridget Walsh stood over Quinn Nightshade, watching him sleep. A wide gleeful grin escaped from her lips. You certainly need your rest, after last night lover. And after I visit Pearl and rub it in her ugly face that we had incredible sex, I’ll come back and we can continue our little love affair.

 She bent down and gently kissed him on the forehead and then left the room, still smiling. After she was out of the house, Quinn began to awaken. He sat up, stretched, and rubbed his eyes. Once his sight had adjusted to the sunlight streaming through the windows, he looked over beside him in the bed. He saw rumpled sheets and everything came flooding back to him, images of his intense lovemaking with Bridget flashing through his mind. A look of horror covered his face.

“My God—what have I done?” he said dreadfully to himself. “I’ve got to get to Pearl and confess everything—before Bridget does and ruins all I’ve worked hard for. I’m not losing Pearl, no matter what.”  He jumped out of bed, ran to the closet and hurriedly got dressed.


The Lawrence Farm

Pearl Tyler sat in a rocking chair on the front porch of the farmhouse, enjoying the mild October morning. Gene, Iva, and Sadie left for church, with Micah Johnson accompanying them. She was alone again, but she didn’t mind it. It would give her time to think about what she was going to do now that she told Quinn to give up pursuing her.

Seconds later, she saw a tan Ford Focus pulling into the driveway. Puzzled, she wondered whose car it was. Maybe the driver was using the driveway to pull in and then turn the other way to go back on the road. But the car stopped. Then, to her shock, she saw Bridget Walsh step out.  So, she knows where I’ve been staying, and now she’s going to come and start another argument. She can rant and rave all she wants, but I’m having none of it, Pearl silently said.

Pearl watched as Bridget briskly walked towards the farmhouse. She continued to sit, but mentally braced herself for another row.

Bridget was now on the porch steps with a smirk on her lips. “Good morning Pearl,” she purred.

“Good morning,” Pearl casually answered, secretly wondering what her rival was up to. “I see you’ve found my temporary home.”

“Yes.” Bridget moved closer. “Not only have I found where you’ve been hiding out since you left Lancaster, I’ve also discovered you’ve attracted an admirer.”

“I know you met Quinn last night. He told me.” Pearl rocked back and forth in her chair. “You didn’t leave much of an impression on him.”

Bridget let out a devious peal of laughter. “Oh, that’s where you’re wrong. I left more than just an impression on Quinn—and he left a lot on me. Or I should really say, in me.” She smirked again.

“Bridget, I really don’t feel like playing these silly games with you. Say what you want to say and then go,” Pearl replied, growing irritated.

Bridget got even closer. She grinned widely. “I did it again Pearl. I’ve stolen yet another man out of your pathetic little grip. I slept with Quinn last night.”

Pearl didn’t believe it. “You’re lying. Quinn told me you came on to him but he refused you.”

“I met him again at this lake down the road, and this time, he didn’t refuse me. I went with him back to his house and we made love all night. It was incredible. So you can forget about ever having a relationship with him because I’ve made sure he’s forgotten all about you.” Bridget grinned again.

Pearl was unmoved, which surprised Bridget. “Quinn is a man that craves intimacy and companionship. He’s been lonely for a long time. Of course he would ultimately give into someone who throws herself at him like some hard-up nymphomaniac.”

“You’re just jealous because I gave him what you couldn’t,” Bridget haughtily retorted. “Look at you! You’re knocked up, fat and hideous. Why would he turn down a young, fit woman to stay with someone like you?”

“Typical childish response, insult my appearance. When are you going to grow up and stop acting like you’re in junior high?” Pearl calmly shot back. “For your information, I asked Quinn to find someone else. I told him I couldn’t be intimate with him. I didn’t think he would move on so fast, but he did. It doesn’t concern me in the slightest.” A knowing look spread across her face. “If you’re looking for me to break down into hysterics, I have to say you’re not going to get what you want. Enjoy your fling with Quinn. I’m only going to be here for a few more months anyway until my daughter is born.”

“It’s not going to be just a fling this time. I’m playing for keeps and I’m going to win,” Bridget challenged.

“And it only took you a few hours of slap and tickle to decide you’re going to try and turn a one-night-stand into a full-blown relationship. Good luck Bridget, you’re going to need it,” Pearl remarked matter-of-factly. I wonder if Quinn even told her he was part vampire. That may change things a bit, she amusingly said to herself.

“I won’t need luck. All I need is this body.” Bridget waved her hand up and down in front of herself proudly. “That’s all Quinn needs too. I still can’t believe he thought he was in love with you. He’s way too good-looking for a disgusting hag like you.”

“Okay, that’s enough. I won’t have you talk to Pearl like that,” a male voice barked from behind Bridget, who suddenly turned around to see Quinn standing there, hands on his hips, eyes narrowed with anger.

“Hi lover,” Bridget cooed, going over to stand next to him. “Miss me already?”

Quinn pulled away from her like he’d been burned. “Get away from me. I want nothing to do with you,” he spat in revulsion.”


Bigelow Community Church

Iva Lawrence was following her husband and niece from the parking lot into the church when the icy jolt hit her. She stopped dead in her tracks. Micah Johnson, who was behind Iva, also felt a sensation, but his was warm. Then the visions entered their minds. Iva saw a handsome, tall middle-aged man with dark blond hair, dressed all in black, with a smug look on his face. Although she had never seen him, there was something familiar about him. Very familiar….

Micah’s vision showed the same man, but instead of a smug expression he had a sorrowful one. Micah could sense danger within him however. He was someone you wouldn’t want to cross…

As quickly as the visions began, they stopped. Iva and Micah returned to normal and both turned to look at each other. Gene and Sadie also turned to see what was going on.

“Everything okay you two?” Sadie asked with concern. She went to Micah and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, while Gene attended to Iva.

“I think we each had a joint vision,” Iva explained, her voice a little shaky. “I saw a man, looking very pompous. He was dressed all in black, with short dark blond hair.”

“I saw the same man, only he didn’t look pompous, but sad,” Micah added.

“He looked so familiar though, even though I’m sure I’ve never seen him before in my life,” Iva said.

“He’s a complete stranger to me as well. But he must have some connection to us, or maybe Haven?” Micah wondered aloud.

“I don’t know, but we’ll talk about it later. Let’s get into church before the service starts,” Gene told everyone. As they headed for the entrance, the vision of the man was quickly forgotten. What Iva and Micah didn’t know however, was the man they both saw was none other than Christoph Nightshade…


The Lawrence Farm

Bridget was in shock at Quinn’s reaction to her. “Get away from you? You don’t mean that.”

Quinn glared icily at her. “You just couldn’t wait to come over here and gloat could you?”

“Did you think I wouldn’t? You and Pearl are history. She needs to know that,” Bridget replied, feeling hurt by Quinn’s harshness.

“Pearl and I are not history. We never were.” Quinn looked at Pearl tenderly. “She knows I love her more than anything in this world and she knows you were just a temporary distraction. What we had last night was nothing.”

Pearl stood up, starting to feel like a third wheel. “I think I’m going to go inside while you two hash this out.”

Quinn grabbed her arm. “No Pearl, I want you to stay and hear what I have to say.”

She shook her head. “This is none of my business. This is between you and Bridget and you two need to sort it out.”

Quinn gazed pleadingly at Pearl. “I want you to stay. This concerns you in a very big way. I want you to hear what I have to say. Please sweetheart.”

Pearl was uncomfortable but stood where she was. She watched as Quinn turned his attention back to Bridget. She couldn’t help but notice the look of steel on his face.

“You coming here to throw our one night-stand in Pearl’s face is about to backfire on you little girl. If you think what happened between us last night is going to turn into something more, you’re dead wrong. I love Pearl. She is the only woman for me.” Quinn walked behind Pearl and placed both hands on her shoulders. It was a warning. Back off.

Bridget ignored the warning. “You’re just doing this for show baby. You loved every minute of last night and you don’t want to admit to Pearl that she’s nothing to you now, and that I am. We’re good together. We were good together last night and we can continue to be good from now on. She held her arms out like she was making a sale. “Look at me Quinn. You couldn’t resist me. You grabbed me and kissed me and told me how much you wanted to make love to me. Don’t be daft lover. There’s no need to come back to that,” she said, pointing deridingly at Pearl.

Quinn tore from Pearl’s side and charged Bridget. Sheer fury covered his face and just for a moment, Pearl grew frightened. She had seen that look before, during their first encounter in the stable when Damien Collins had tried to rescue her from him. She had forgotten how dangerous and unstable he could get when someone tried to cross him.

“I’m warning you, you whorish piece of trash, don’t you ever talk about Pearl like that again or you will live to regret it,” Quinn threatened, his voice calm but chilling. “You make me sick to my stomach. I regret ever sleeping with you in the first place. It was nothing. You are nothing. Now get lost. I never want to see you ever again.” He stared her down with extreme ferociousness.

Bridget was shaken to the core. It was like Duncan Tyler all over again. The dismissive tone of voice, the hateful words, the threats—the declarations of love towards Pearl. Her sorrow rapidly turned to ire.

“I’m not going to have you treat me like this Quinn!  I’m not some toy you use for your own pleasure and toss away when you no longer want it. You’re not going to ignore me that easily, bet on it!”

She then shot a murderous glance at Pearl. “This is all your fault Pearl and I promise you’ll get what’s coming to you when you least expect it! Don’t expect to sleep easy.”  With those ominous last words, she turned around sharply and left, stalking away to her car. Pearl and Quinn watched her tear out of the driveway. Once she was gone, Quinn gently pulled Pearl to face him.

“Christ, I’m so sorry Pearl. Please forgive me.”

“For what Quinn? You did nothing wrong.”

He was in disbelief at her attitude. “Nothing wrong? I slept with Bridget, your sworn enemy, the woman that broke up your marriage, and you’re not angry? I betrayed you.”

Pearl shook her head. “Why should I be angry? I told you to seek someone else and you did, even though it was Bridget. There’s nothing to betray. We’re not really together.” She smiled wanly at him. “In fact, it was probably exactly what you needed.”

Quinn was incredulous. “You can’t be serious.”

“Yes I am.” She gazed at him intently. You know what all of this has done to you? It’s made you human. I like that side of you. It’s a side that needs to be brought out more often.”

Quinn responded by putting his arms around her and planting a loving kiss on her lips. “I love you so much Pearl. But I wish you would yell at me, slap me—anything to make me feel better about what I’ve done.”

“I’m not going to do that, although you do realize you’re the second man now that’s claimed to love me and slept with Bridget?” She looked at him pointedly.

Quinn’s face fell and Pearl laughed softly. “Come on, let’s go inside. I bet you haven’t eaten yet. I’ll fix you breakfast.” She tugged at his arm and led him inside the house.


 The Little Harmony Inn, later that morning

Bridget sat on her bed, seething with rage. She was sick and tired of being treated like garbage and she was going to do something about it.

If only she could get Quinn away from Pearl for good, she knew he would change his mind about her and they would have more passionate nights together.

Bridget stood up with a determined look on her face. She walked over to the mirror that hung on the wall above a small table by the television set. An evil smile played on her pouty lips as she admired her reflection.

“Oh Pearl, you have no idea what’s going to hit you,” she murmured in a creepy sing-song voice.


Willa’s Family Restaurant

The place was steady with customers getting Sunday breakfast. Iva, Gene Sadie and Micah were occupying a booth in the back of the restaurant. They were awaiting their meals and talking about the visions that Iva and Micah had experienced earlier that morning.

“I still can’t get over how familiar he looked to me,” Iva said. “It’s really weird.”

“Whoever this man is, he’s close by. He has business in your town,” Micah predicted. “Something—or someone—is pulling him towards Haven.”

Little did they all know Micah’s words would soon ring true…


The Lawrence Farm

Pearl and Quinn were sitting on the porch swing. While Pearl was looking out at the empty road, Quinn was looking at Pearl. She had one hand on her stomach and was affectionately rubbing it. He thought she looked exceptionally beautiful in her lilac robe and bare feet.

A mild breeze swept through, gently ruffling Pearl’s long red hair. A few strands covered her face. Quinn removed them and began to stroke her cheek. She turned towards him and he leaned in and kissed her. Once he was finished, he placed her hand over hers on her stomach.  “I wish we could stay this way forever,” he said blissfully. Then his face turned serious. “I can wait for you Pearl. Don’t ever doubt that. I’m not going to let my little moment of weakness destroy us.”

The two continued to sit with not a care in the world, unaware that at the same time, a woman scorned was plotting against them.

Coming up:

  • Iva and Micah have more visions of Christoph and they discover who he is and that he’s on his way to Haven; they head to the Nightshade home to tell Jude, who already knows.
  • Christoph pays Josephine a terrifying visit and says he is back to reunite with his sons.
  •  Bridget plans a deadly night for Pearl.
  •  Pearl agrees to an outing with Quinn.
  •  Damien fears he is losing Pearl to Quinn.

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