Story Notes: In Chapter 3 of "Take Me Out to the Ballgame," Marlena issued a challenge to John. This is his answer. Author's Chapter Notes: If anyone reading this is a travel agent, I apologize for the typecasting. It felt so strange, Marlena mused when she spotted him, to watch John walk into a bar …
Hiraeth – By Ms. Goldie
Hiraeth: n. (Welsh) A spiritual longing for a home which maybe never was. Nostalgia for old places to which we cannot return. It is the echo of the lost places of our soul’s past and our grief for them. It is the wind, and the rocks, and the waves. It is nowhere, and it is …
Hitched – By Evansblack
One day at the University Hospital, Marlena was just wrapping up her session with an 8-year-old boy when her phone rang. She walked the boy out of her office before she answered the phone. “Dr. Evans.” “Hey, Doc, how are you?” “I’m just fine, Sailor. I’m very glad to hear your voice. I’ve been missing …
Holiday Sessions – By Cre
Marlena’s private office filled with soft Holiday music. Her shoeless feet kept with the rhythm under her desk. After reading the same line for the third time, she pushed the patient file away and removed her glasses. She regretted having to stay late to assure the department had proper coverage, while most of the staff …
Home – By Tina
John sat next to the bed alone. Marlena was gone… how would he live without her? He couldn't. Dammit, the Dimeras are dead. Why are they still torturing us? he asked himself. He slowly got up and went to have a shower. He turned on the tap, letting the steam fill the bathroom. He stepped …
Home – By Rachael Y
I don't know how I got here, I really don't. Someone told me, not long ago that life is simply a series of decisions. You have the choice to say either yes or no to any one of those decisions. So some how, in some way, I chose to be here. To walk away from …
Homecoming – By Susan_m
Story Notes: I barely managed to get this posted before Thursday's John-comes-home-to-Marlena episode, so I'm sure it'll be AU in less than two days. Oh, well. This is what could have happened. I expected John to be exhausted when he got home. He’d missed his original flight in a TSA delay at LAX, gotten stuck …
Hope Floats – By Unknown Author
Marlena often rode out and sat under the tall oak tree that sat out in the middle of the open field on the property she had inherited when her grandparents died five years ago. Her inheriting the land couldn’t have came at a better time in her life. Leaving Salem was one of the hardest …
Horton Family Picnic – By Darksacrednights
“Marlena, can you hand me the napkins?” Maggie asked as she finished arranging the fruit tray. Stacks of hotdogs, hamburgers, cakes, pies, chips, and soda stacked the picnic tables in the Horton’s back yard creating a smorgasbord of holiday favorites guaranteed to happy the heart of even the most determined party-pooper. It was the …
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Hot Coco – by Kimberflea
There I stood, in my sweats preparing for a relaxing night with my beloved fiancée. I’m standing in my living room, all is quiet the children are up stairs asleep, then I hear him exclaim “Hot cocoa, with a mountain of whip cream, just the way you like it” I giggle at the heaping pile …
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