June 17, 1993
Dearest John,
Shawn and I miss you dreadfully, and Brady too. It seems as if, when you left Salem, everything started falling apart, although I suspect, it was falling apart before you left...I think, maybe, that's why you left. Forgive me if I'm being presumptuous, it's just that, well, Marlena has been so despondent since you left, John. She cries without cause, sometimes just sitting alone staring off into space. It's been that way for months. I tried to talk to Roman about it, but he just brushes me off and says she's fine. She's not fine, John. She is anything but fine. I love my son, but I don't understand how he can be so apathetic about this.
Sami is worried. Eric, and Carrie are worried too. They've all brought it to my attention at different times. Shawn tells me that I should mind my own business, and let Roman and Marlena work their problems out on their own, but something is very wrong.
Roman told Shawn and I yesterday that he was talking to Shane about possibly working with the ISA again. They think that Stefano may have faked his death the last time, which isn't surprising since he's done it before. Roman is determined to bring him to justice. He wants Stefano to pay for what he did to him, what he did to Marlena...even what he did to you. Roman is bent on revenge, even though it's ruining his marriage. He fought to come home to Marlena and the children, and yet he neglects them in this constant pursuit of Stefano DiMera.
When Marlena and Roman were gone, you were the glue that held this family together. Now you're gone, and it's falling apart. You may not be my biological son...but I love you, and I consider you my child. John, please come home...bring Brady home. We love you, and we need you.
Love,
Caroline
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Dear John
FanfictionA series of letters written to John in 1993 by various people in his life, begging him to come back to Salem.
