NOW, YOU’RE LESLIE — Sheila and Li’s Dangerous Pact to Give Luna a New Identity After She Wakes from Her Coma

For years, Sheila Carter and Li Finnegan have been mortal enemies—two women locked in a constant battle of wits, control, and survival. But now, fate has thrown them into an alliance so dangerous, so unthinkable, that it could rewrite the lives of everyone in Los Angeles. And at the center of it all lies Luna… alive, but on the brink of a fate even worse than death.

It begins quietly—too quietly for Sheila’s liking. For days, she’s been watching Li, noting every nervous glance, every abrupt change of subject, every too-quick exit from a room whenever Luna’s name is mentioned. Li’s normally precise, controlled demeanor has cracks. And Sheila knows a crack in Li Finnegan’s armor means something big is hiding underneath.

The more Sheila digs, the stranger things become. Unexplained deliveries of medical supplies. Gaps in Li’s schedule. And one particularly suspicious moment when Li nearly drops her phone after Sheila casually mentions Luna. To most, these would be random coincidences. To Sheila, they scream cover-up.

Finally, Sheila corners Li in the hospital parking garage—her voice low but razor-sharp.

“You’ve been keeping something from me, Li. And I’m not leaving until you tell me exactly what it is.”

Li tries to hold her ground, but Sheila Carter’s brand of intimidation is relentless. After minutes of silent warfare, Li exhales sharply—her face betraying the weight of a truth she’s been guarding for months.

“Luna’s alive.”

The words hit Sheila like a shockwave. Her eyes widen—not in manipulation, but in genuine, unguarded relief. Luna, who was presumed lost forever, is not only alive but has been under Li’s secret care in a secluded, heavily guarded location. Unconscious, comatose… but breathing.

Sheila’s emotions ricochet wildly. Relief. Determination. And that dangerous spark of opportunity. For once, she and Li have the same priority—keeping Luna safe. And in that instant, the impossible happens: Sheila Carter and Li Finnegan form an alliance.

The truce is tense, unsteady, and fueled purely by necessity. Together, they work in silence over Luna’s fragile body, tending to her injuries, monitoring her vitals. For days, the air between them is filled not with insults, but with hushed medical jargon. Still, both women know this peace is borrowed time.

And then—everything changes.

It starts with the faintest flicker of movement in Luna’s fingers. Then, her eyelids twitch. Her breathing deepens. Li leans over her patient, clinical precision masking the rush of hope. Sheila, however, can barely contain herself.

Within hours, Luna’s eyes open. Confusion clouds her gaze as she tries to speak, her voice a rasp. But with consciousness comes danger. Li knows it, and so does Sheila. The moment word spreads that Luna is alive, every person she’s wronged—and every person who wants to use her as leverage—will come out of the shadows.

That’s when Sheila’s mind starts spinning.

“We can’t just keep her hidden forever,” Sheila says, pacing the dimly lit room. “Someone will find her. Someone will come after her. Unless…”

She stops. Turns to Li. And smiles.

“We make her someone else.”

Li stares at her, horrified. But Sheila’s already outlining her plan—a plan only Sheila Carter could conceive. Alter Luna’s appearance. Change her hair, her clothing, maybe even a few subtle cosmetic procedures. Then, build a brand-new identity for her from the ground up. A new name. A new history. A new life.

“If they can’t find Luna, they can’t hurt her,” Sheila reasons, her voice low, persuasive. “She’s not Luna anymore. She’s… Leslie.”

Li’s instinct is to reject it immediately. Trusting Sheila with anything is dangerous enough—handing her control over Luna’s future feels like inviting disaster. But the alternative is grim: the authorities, criminal enemies, and old grudges closing in, leaving Luna with nowhere to run.

Against her better judgment, Li agrees—but on her terms. She will control the medical side of Luna’s transformation. Sheila will manage the logistics of her new identity. They will keep Luna completely in the dark about her past until the disguise is airtight.

The next days are a blur of clandestine operations. Hair dyed. Eyebrows reshaped. A wardrobe overhaul. Sheila even produces forged documents with unnerving efficiency. Passport. Driver’s license. Birth certificate. The name Leslie Moran now has a paper trail so convincing, it could fool federal authorities.

But as the transformation progresses, the risks multiply. Luna—still weak from her injuries—begins to ask questions. “Why can’t I remember anything?” “Where’s my family?” Li deflects with vague reassurances, while Sheila spins elaborate half-truths. It’s a delicate dance, and one wrong move could unravel everything.

Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, whispers begin to circulate. People close to Luna’s past start noticing Li’s distracted behavior. John “Finn” Finnegan, already suspicious of his mother’s long absences, begins quietly digging. And if Finn gets too close, the fragile web Li and Sheila have woven will snap.

Sheila, ever the strategist, warns Li that they may need to move Luna—Leslie—out of town entirely before anyone connects the dots. But Li knows relocating her would be even riskier.

And hovering over it all is the question neither of them will say aloud: if Luna remembers who she truly is, will she even want this new life they’re forcing on her?

The uneasy alliance between Sheila and Li is a ticking time bomb. Trust is non-existent. Both women are calculating their escape routes even as they work side by side. Yet for now, they share one goal—keep Luna alive, and keep her hidden.

But in Los Angeles, secrets never stay buried for long. And when the truth comes out—about Luna’s survival, about her transformation into “Leslie,” and about the unholy partnership between Sheila and Li—the fallout will shake the Forrester and Finnegan families to their core.

Because if Luna’s enemies don’t destroy her first, the two women “saving” her just might.