"Hey..... what's going on here?" Taylor asked before looking around the room at her family and close friends. But also seeing the reason for her nightmares and stress of the past two weeks
[flashback to that day ]
Megan: Stephanie warned me I was gonna get addicted to this little girl.
Brooke: So you just stopped by to see Hope?
Megan: Well, I was on this side of town. And I thought I could drop in and see her while I rode out the storm.
Brooke: I thought you were checking up on me.
Megan: Why should I? You told me there's nothing going on with you and Eric.
Brooke: There's not.
Megan: Brooke, I -- I know how much it would mean to you to put your family back together.
Brooke: Eric is a wonderful man. And I respect him very much. I always have. But now, luckily for both of us, I also respect myself.
Megan: No more married men.
Brooke: Eric will always be a good friend.
Megan: But he's not your Mr. Right.
Brooke: I'm not so sure there is a Mr. Right. And even if there was, finding him is definitely not my top priority.
Megan: I'm so glad to hear you say that. I mean, you're fine on your own.
Brooke: Well, eventually, I'd like hope to have a daddy. But for now, I have everything I need -- and so does she. You do, don't you? Yes, you do. Yes, you do. My precious.
Sheila: You have no idea how difficult it's been all these years, Eric, raising a daughter on my own. I mean, anonymous jobs, living in flea-infested apartments. You know, Erica deserved a lot better than that, but no, I had to stay in hiding. Because of your family, your wife and your trashy daughter-in --
Eric: Taylor! Go, go!
Sheila: Stop! Don't you dare move! I'll shoot him. I swear I'll do it. Nobody move. Don't even breathe.
Taylor: Sheila, think about what you're doing.
Sheila: Get over there! Get over there!
Taylor: I -- I just want to talk to you.
Sheila: You know what? Just spare me the psycho-crap, Taylor. I was married to a shrink. And you're all nothing but a bunch of back-stabbing liars.
Taylor: I don't want to talk to you as a psychiatrist. I want to talk to you as a mother.
Sheila: You know what? If you were so worried about your children, you should have stayed home tonight.
Taylor: I'm not worried about my children. I'm worried about yours.
Sheila: You leave Erica out of this!
Taylor: I wish I could. I wish I could spare her all the humiliation everything is going to cause her. But I can't. You are the only one who can do that.
Sheila: Well, I tried. I took her away from here. I took her away from you all of you people.
Eric: Sheila, we never did anything to harm your daughter.
Taylor: Erica can still have a wonderful future. She hasn't done anything wrong. She can go on from here and live a normal life -- if you let her.
Sheila: I want her to be happy. Don't you understand any of that! I'm not -- I'm not crazy! I'm not violent! I was just protecting my daughter. I was protecting her future. But, no, you -- you and Amber -- no, you had to make it ugly. Everything would have been fine. Everything would have been just fine, if you would have just kept your nose out of it. But you didn't. Oh, god, look at me now. Look at -- look at us. What am I supposed to do now, huh? What am I supposed to do now?
Brooke: You sure you want to go back out there? It looks pretty wet.
Megan: Oh, gosh, I don't want to keep you up.
Brooke: You're not. I have to pack Hope's lunch anyway.
Megan: Her lunch? My gosh, you can't be weaning her already?
Brooke: No, I have a sales meeting tomorrow and the daycare nurse is going to feed her. Which reminds me, I left the bottle over at the main house. So, would you mind watching her for a second?
Megan: Oh, gosh, I'd love to. Yeah. Just make sure you don't run into Eric again.
Brooke: Oh, no, I'll make sure I sneak in through the kitchen.
Megan: Good idea.
Brook: Okay, sweetie. And you, I want you to go to sleep, okay? Be a good little angel and don't let the bed bugs bite. I love you so much. Thanks.
Megan: Uh-huh.
Eric: Sheila, think about what you're doing.
Taylor: Think about your daughter. She's a lovely young woman. You made a lot of sacrifices for her. I know you did. And it was all worth it, because you gave her everything she needs to succeed in this life. But if you pull that trigger, Sheila, it'll all be gone. You'll ruin both of your lives. And Erica will lose the one person who has there for her all these years. She'll be alone. Is that what you want?
Taylor: Your daughter loves you, Sheila. She needs you.
Sheila: She's gonna lose me anyway. I can't stay here.
Taylor: But she can. She's already started her life here. Maybe she could get to know her father. There's still so many things she could do in L.A. But she won't get a chance if you don't put down the gun. If you harm either one of us, it would haunt her the rest of her life. Nobody would want her here. She'd have to run away and leave town, just like you did.
Sheila: Shut up!
Eric: No, no, Sheila listen. Listen to Taylor. She's trying to help you.
Sheila: She's lying! You're both just lying! You -- you don't want Erica to have Rick. Well, our lives are ruined whether -- whether I put this gun down or not.
Taylor: No, no -- no, there's still a chance. There's still a chance to turn the whole thing around. Okay? Make the right choice for yourself and your daughter. Please, give me the gun. Please, let me help you.
[ Gunshot ]
Eric: Brooke? Brooke? Are you all right? Brooke?
[ Brooke moans ]
Eric: Brooke, say something. Say something!
Brooke: Taylor.
Eric: Oh, my god, no!
Eric: Taylor? Taylor? Taylor? Taylor, are you all right? Taylor, talk to me. Taylor! Are you -- Taylor -- oh, god.
Brooke: Taylor!
Eric: Oh, god. Oh, god, help us.
[back to current day]
"Mom hey where did you go" Thomas asked while placing a hand on her shoulder
"I'm fine" Taylor angrily spoke before pushing his hand off her shoulder
"You don't seem fine mom. What's going on with you? Steffy asked her mom in a comforting tone
"Taylor you haven't been the same since Sheila shot you and Brooke. We think you need help or at-least you need to talk to someone" Ridge spoke softly towards his ex wife
"I don't need to talk to anyone." Taylor started to grab her purse to leave the house
"Mom please listen to us. We love you and we want to help" Phoebe said while grabbing her mom's bag so she couldn't leave
"I don't need help. I need to get out of here"
Thomas and ridge blocked the doors making it harder for her to leave. Feeling helpless and out of control in this situation she decided to spill a bit of the truth.
"Fine you want to know why I'm acting out. Im acting out because the woman I love and I got shot by a crazy person and every time I try to sleep all I can see is her bleeding out on the floor." She practically yelled before breaking down in tears. Leaving everyone in the room especially Brooke in shock. Steffy and Phoebe went in to hug their mother while Brooke was still reeling from the information she learned. It wasn't until 20 minutes after the bomb was dropped that Brooke could finally ask Taylor the one question she needed an answer too.
"did you mean it"
"I mean't it. I do love you Brooke, I have for a while but I was scared of your reaction and...."
Brooke couldn't care to hear any more words coming out of her mouth before she took Taylor's soft and full lips onto hers not caring about the rest of the people in the room
