Guess who's back...back again... Tiff is back...tell a friend. Hi my lovelies! Did you miss me? What? You guys didn't think I forgot about our favorite couple did you? I have actually been finished with this chapter for about 4 months but my laptop that it was saved on was broken so I had to find away to transfer it over to my new laptop and I finally figured it out. Yay! Okay, I know you guys are itching to find out what happens next so I will meet you at the bottom. Enjoy!

Seven Years Later

Seven years. It's been seven years since Rachel has seen Frank, seven years since she signed her record deal, and seven and a half years since she gave birth to her son. To people, he is Fletcher Marron. Fletcher was a secret that she made sure didn't get out, for his sake. He was able to go to a public school, have friends that didn't use him to get to her, she even rented a little apartment so he could have sleepovers but Tony had to be there. Until Fletcher was three, the only people that knew about him was Tony, Mia, Andre, Nikki, Clive Davis, her agent Sy and her manager Bill. But when Fletcher was three, he came down with pneumonia and Rachel took him to the hospital. He stayed there for a week and during that week, while in the cafeteria, Rachel ran into Herb.

Flashback

Rachel hadn't eaten in a day. Her worry about Fletcher had made her lose her appetite. It wasn't until she stood up from the hospital chair and she felt herself get light-headed that she realized that she needed to eat. When Fletcher took his nap, she decided to make a quick stop to the hospital cafeteria. She bought herself a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a can of Pepsi and sat down. She had her sunglasses and baseball cap on so nobody recognized her.

Looking around at all the people made her feel normal again, that she was a regular person in people's eyes, not diva superstar Rachel Marron. She looked at the man to the left of her and heard a soft sniffle coming from him. He looked up and to Rachel's surprise she recognized him as Herb Farmer. A man she hadn't talked to in 3 years. She thought about staying to herself and not approaching him but she couldn't help it, he looked so sad. She threw her bowl away and sat in the chair across from him.

"Hello Herb," she greeted him. He looked at her confused.

"Do I know you?" he asked wiping his tears. Rachel took off her glasses and smiled at him.

He looked at her surprised and said, "Rachel? Rachel Marron?"

"Yeah, it's me. How've you been?" she asked.

"I don't think anybody has been doing better than you sweetheart, you are a superstar," he said.

"It's not always glitz and glamour but I like it. How's Katherine?" she asked.

Herb's smile fell at the mention of his wife and Rachel could sense something was wrong.

"Herb?"

Herb sighed and said, "Katherine has ovarian cancer."

Rachel couldn't believe what she was hearing. Katherine had cancer.

"Herb, I'm so sorry. Where is she? Is she here?"

"She's upstairs. We are just waiting for her to be discharged. She's going to have to come back next week for chemotherapy," he said.

Rachel stood up and held out her hand. "Come on. I want to go say hi to her before you guys leave." Herb smiled at her and took her hand leading her to Katherine's room.

They arrived just in time when the doctor had just discharged Katherine.

"Herb, where have you been and where's my chocolate muffin?" Katherine asked when she saw her husband.

"They ran out of muffins but I found something better," he said.

Rachel walked in and said, "Hi Katy."

"Oh my God Rachel, honey," Katherine walked up to Rachel and gave her a warm, motherly hug.

"I'm so sorry to hear about your condition. Katy," Rachel said, hugging her back. They pulled away both kind of teary eyed.

"Don't worry about me, I'm a fighter, this is just a minor setback," she held Rachel's face in her hands, "Look how beautiful you are. Hollywood has been kind to you."

"I guess you can say that. Look, if you guys need anything, I'm there. I can find a doctor that specializes in this type of stuff. I know people," Rachel said.

"It's okay Rachel, you don't owe us anything," Herb said, "It was nice seeing you but we have to get Katherine some rest."

Katherine hugged Rachel one more time and said, "Come by the house sometime, it gets lonely." The couple walked out of the hospital room holding hands. 'I don't know why I'm doing this,' Rachel thought.

She walked after them and said, "I owe you guys an explanation." Herb and Katherine stopped and looked at her.

"Rachel, we don't hold a grudge. You were young, you didn't know what love was," Katherine said.

"You're wrong. I did know what love was. I did what I did because I loved him, just let me show you," Rachel said.

Herb and Katherine looked at each other confused and back at Rachel. "Show us what?" Herb asked.

"Just follow me, and please keep an open-mind. I only did it to protect him," she said, "This way." She leads them to the third floor of the hospital to the pediatrics wing. They stop in front of a door.

"Remember, I did this for him," Rachel said and opened the door. Herb and Katherine walked in and saw a little boy sleeping in the hospital bed. Katherine got a closer look at him before realizing who she was looking at. She covered her mouth as the shock hit her like a huge wave. She looked at Rachel and then at Herb and back at the boy. She stepped closer to his bedside and began stroking his head softly. Herb looked at Rachel puzzled as he had not caught on yet.

"Rachel, what's going on? Who is this?" he asked.

Katherine laughed at her husband, "Herb, this is our grandson."

Understanding it all, Herb's heart started to beat faster than it ever did.

"You were pregnant?" he asked Rachel. Rachel nodded.

"And you didn't tell him?" Rachel nodded in shame once again.

"I couldn't tell him. I didn't want to ruin his life with this. If I had told him he would have quit school and tried to take care of me and him. I loved him too much," Rachel explained, "I wouldn't have told you guys either but hearing about Katherine made me think," she looked at Katherine who was still stroking the boy's hair, "You deserved to meet your grandson."

Herb ran his hands through his head. That little boy in that bed was his grandson. He then remembered where they were.

"What's his name? And why is he in the hospital?" he asked.

"He has pneumonia. The doctor says that he should be fine in a few days. And everyone calls him Fletcher, after my dad," she said. Herb nodded in relief and understanding.

Rachel looked at her sleeping toddler and smiled. "But the name on his birth certificate is Frank Farmer Jr."

Both Herb and Katy looked at her shocked. He really was Little Frank.

Present Day

From then on, Rachel didn't keep Fletcher from Herb and Katherine. He started spending days over their house and they attended his birthday parties. Rachel had begged them not to tell Frank and they agreed; it wasn't their secret to tell.

As Fletcher grew up, Rachel didn't keep anything from Fletcher. When he was six years old, he finally got the courage to ask his mom why his father wasn't with them. Rachel had been waiting for that day ever since he was born and she knew exactly what she was going to tell him. She sat him down and explained her and Frank's entire relationship and why she didn't tell Frank that he was going to be a father. Being so young, Fletcher was still confused.

Flashback

"What if he comes back and doesn't like me?" he asked.

This made Rachel feel like crying. "Honey, if he comes back he is going to love you no matter what. Now he might not like Mommy anymore but I know he will love you."

"How do you know that?" Fletcher asked.

"Because, that's just the type of guy he is, baby. You are his son, Franklin Herbert Farmer Jr. He will adore you just as much as I do, I promise."

Present Day

Now Fletcher is seven, about to turn eight in a few weeks and he is starting to look like a chocolate version of Frank, making Rachel miss Frank even more. She tried to date but never found anybody she felt a connection to. After a while, she gave up on finding love and just focused on her son and her career.

While Rachel was still pregnant, she began recording her debut album. On nights that she couldn't sleep because the baby was kicking her, she was writing songs and listening to instrumentals. Sometimes she wouldn't leave the studio until 3 in the morning. Though the work was exhausting, she never felt happier. When her album released, it was an instant hit. Her face was everywhere and simple things like going to the grocery store became complicated when people would corner her in the dairy aisle. Fletcher wasn't even a month old when she had to start prepping for her tour. She worked out for hours to lose her baby fat and had to go on a special diet. She dreaded leaving Fletcher for her first tour but this was her job and she promised herself to spend as much time as she could with him when she was home. As money started coming in, Rachel bought her first house at only 19 for her and Fletcher and Andre. It was a modest starter home that she thought was the cutest place ever. Eventually her agent Sy convinced her to move to a mansion someplace in Beverly Hills even though she didn't want to but she knew her home was getting cramped with all the people going in and out so she needed a bigger space.

Everything was going right in her life. Fletcher wasn't a baby anymore, her fame status was growing and growing and she was surrounded by positive people to keep the fame from going to her head. She was living the life she was supposed to live. She was truly happy about how things turned out. That is until she received a call.

Rachel was sitting in Fletcher's room playing Monopoly with him. She wrapped up her second world tour and hadn't seen him in a month so she was trying to make up for lost time.

"Mom, stop cheating, I saw the extra $100 you took," Fletcher complained.

"I'm not cheating, I swear. Focus on your own money," Rachel laughed. Fletcher mumbled something under his breath.

That's when her maid interrupted. "Ms. Marron, Herb Farmer has called for you."

'He probably wants to see Fletcher this weekend," Rachel thought. She got up from the floor and took the call in her room next door to Fletcher's.

"Hey, Herb, you want to see Fletcher this weekend?" she asked.

"Rachel," he whispered. Rachel immediately knew something was wrong.

"Herb? Are you okay?" Rachel asked.

He sighed. "Rachel, Katherine's doctor just called with some test results. The cancer has spread. They said that the chemotherapy isn't working. She's dying, Rachel."

Rachel sank into her bed. "Herb, I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do? I have people that can find a better treatment or something. She can beat this, I know she can."

"Rachel, I don't want you to do anything. We fought and lost. All Katy wants to do is relax. She's tired of the needles and tired of the doctors. She wants to die in peace."

Rachel could feel herself crying. Katherine was like a surrogate mother to Rachel and Fletcher's grandmother.

"I'll bring Fletcher over tomorrow so she can see him," Rachel said, trying to hide the sadness in her voice.

"Yeah, please? This might be the last time she sees Junior," Herb said.

"Fletcher can go over whenever you guys want him, she'll see him again."

Herb sighed. "Rachel, Frank's coming home the day after tomorrow."

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-Tiff