Okay so this my first try at Fanfic. Started watching OLTL again when RH started back up this summer. I read a post from someone on the OLTL Blogs who missed TnB vs. outside forces, which I agree with whole-heartedly.
So here's my try.

Blair pulled the sheet up tighter around her upper body watching the officer warily. She locked gazes with Todd, but aimed her words at John. " I don't understand...we've been through this, Todd didn't kill his brother..."
The look of utter heartbreak on Todd's face made her stomach drop.

John didn't take his eyes off Manning as he bent down and retrieved his discarded clothes. "We have evidence that proves otherwise. Get dressed " he ordered as he tossed the clothes to Todd who caught them weakly.

"What evidence?" Blair demanded; confusion and dread rising up inside her.

"The gun with Manning's fingerprints, a witness who he confessed his crime to. "

"Todd, I don't understand..." The most frightening thing was how quiet he was, as if he had been expecting this. The old Todd would have been fighting already. He reached out and cupped her cheek and seemed surprised when she didn't pull away.

"Blair...I'm sorry...I-"

"Don't you dare! "she seethed fighting back tears. "You didn't do this!...you couldn't have."

"Come on Manning, Let's go." John prompted. He had thought he would enjoy this more, finally getting Manning to pay, but something was starting to feel off about this whole thing.

Todd broke away from Blair swinging his legs off the bed, sliding on his pants.

"No..."Blair swiped her eyes as she got off the bed and crossed over in front of Todd before McBain could stop her. The guard twitched and McBain put up a warning arm to hold him off.

"You swore to me, you didn't do this...you swore Todd..."

Todd rounded on Blair. 'Because I thought it was the truth!" he yelled, voice breaking, then faltered trying to compose himself. "At least I thought so at the time...I didn't remember at first what I'd done - I tried to tell you, I just...I worked so hard to get back to you, to Starr & Jack. I just couldn't give you all up again." he turned away from her picking up his shirt off the bed.

"Wait, what do you mean at first...what didn't you remember at first?" Blair questioned.

"Just what I said...I didn't remember shooting Victor until after I was at the cabin...

"You mean after Irene shot you?" Blair prompted. Her mind was spinning.

"Yes! after my crazy mother shot me, after you dug that bullet out of me" Todd was angrily shoving his hands into the sleeves of his dress shirt. How unbelievably stupid was he? The moment he got everything back, and now it would slip right through his fingers.

Blair suddenly grasped his hands in hers and felt him wince at the contact. He still wouldn't meet her eyes. "Todd look at me...if you only remembered this a few months ago, how can you be sure the memory is real?"

"Because I- I just- I mean it has to be, doesn't it?" he asked, finally looking up and meeting her gaze.

She almost wanted to laugh the look on his face. The utter confusion on his features was a dead giveaway. The old Todd would never admit to a crime, even if he was guilty of it, especially if he was guilty. She knew everyone would think she had finally lost it, but she knew in her heart that Todd didn't do this.

"Very touching you too. Really but save the theories for your defense lawyer, and oh by the way, pretty sure Tea's going to be booked up" McBain interjected.

"Will you just shut up?" Todd begged, a spark of his old self resurfacing. Blair squeezed his hands, regaining his focus.

"Todd, I know you..." she brought her hand to rest over his heart. "No matter what you've been made to believe, you didn't do this..."

All Todd could do was look at Blair in awe, how could she believe in him when he didn't even know for sure. "Blair all I've had for eight years was my memories. They were the only thing that kept me sane." a strained laughed bubbled out of him. What does it mean if I can't even trust those anymore? What is happening to me?"

" John, please a little privacy" Blair looked meaningfully over her shoulder at the LPD officer, and then down at her precariously wrapped sheet.

After a beat, John sighed. "Fine. You. Right outside the door. Stay close, I'll call you if I need you." The officer nodded, lowered his gun and backed out of the room, but McBain made no move to leave.

"John really? Where's he gonna go? Out the window?" Blair asked, as turned to face him.

"Wouldn't put it past him. I thought you were smarter than this Blair." John commented as he pulled out his gun, careful to keep the safety on.

Todd tensed under her touch, and angled in front of her. She needed him to stay calm. To say Todd was volatile when backed into a corner was an understatement. McBain may think he knew how to handle him after all these years, but then he hadn't been dealing with the genuine article.

"Funny, I was just thinking the same thing." Blair fired back. trying to keep the anxiety out of her voice. She sighed dramatically. "Fine! I'll go into the bathroom to change" she grabbed her clothes from the floor & stepped back in front of Todd purposely blocking John and the gun from his sight for a moment. She touched his cheek bringing his gaze to refocus on her. She saw love and remorse cloud his eyes immediately. "I'll be right back, don't do anything stupid. We are gonna figure this out together" she promised.

Once Blair had closed the bathroom door behind her, John shook his head in disbelief. "Got to hand it to you Manning. You are a piece of work. You've been lying to Blair, Tea, your family, for months..."

"I'm being set up."Todd declared as if he was beginning to believe it.

John should have known the confession a few moments ago was too good to be true. Not that he wouldn't try to get it admitted anyway. They had all heard it. "Please! If you're innocent why did you kidnap Tomas Delgado?" He watched as Todd stiffened at that piece of information, staring at point over his shoulder. "Got your attention now don't I? It'll grab Blair's too I bet. That's right, I found him before you could move him. Delgado's back."

"Well I can see that, since he's standing right behind you..." Todd deadpanned.

McBain had to laugh at that. "How stupid do you think I am, Manning?"

McBain crumpling to the floor after being cold cocked would have made Todd chuckle in any other circumstance. But a pissed off Delgado aiming a gun on him sort of took the fun out of it.