• Fallon's POV •

"Good morning, Steven." I greeted as I took a sip of my coffee.

"Morning, sis." He said back, joining me at the breakfast table, "Where's dad?"

"I don't know, just not here at the table but somewhere in this house." I laugh, "Have your breakfast, don't worry about him."

"Alright. Just asking." He laughed too.

"You know, we could use a talk later." I said to him.

"Sure, whatever you want." Steven shrugs.

Dad joins us at the table only 15 minutes later than usual. With Cristal. And no, I still do not like Cristal. Trying to get along though... She saved me when I was being kidnapped, yes. But I have trust issues, I'm gonna admit.

"What is it, baby sis?" Steven asks as we sat on the poolside chairs. "You know when I got out of my room this morning, I passed by dad's office. He was on his phone like, 'Oh hello, daughter? How've you been, my dear?' Like, what's that supposed to mean?" I spilled what I heard earlier to Steven, making sure no one was looking. "Hold up, what the hell? Are you sure?" Steven almost chocked on his sip of coffee. "I don't joke about anything like that, Steven." I sighed, "We need to find out who that daughter is." "We'll watch him and see. He can't hide that forever." Steven scoffed. "I'm really wondering who he had that kid with, you know?" I glanced over at him. "Ask Colby or Culhane to help us, they are pretty darn good at these kinda stuff, no?" Steven suggested. "Oh heck to the no, Steve. I don't trust those dudes. You know what they did, one decided to bang my friend, the other set a trap to get into a relationship with him and eventually marry him so he can get the money!" I huffed. "I'm sorry, Fallon. I forgot, I'm sorry. I'll do the detective work." He apologizes. "No, we are. We're together in this." I corrected him. "Alright. Let's get started." He nudged. We headed out in one of dad's lambos. For what? I don't actually know. We don't even have a clue yet on dad's secret daughter's identity. "Cristal." Steven said out of the blue. "What about her?" I questioned. "Isn't she in Sacramento?" Steven tells me. "Oh yeah. What for though?" I continue asking. "She claimed it was to meet a client before she left yesterday. Dad didn't say anything." He explained. "We could go down. I'll just call her and ask." I shrug. My phone started ringing and it was Cristal calling. "Speak of the devil." I chuckled, "Hello, Cristal." "Can you or Steven fly in to Beverly Hills by this evening?" She asks. "Sure, but what for?" I ask further. "Just come down. I need you to help me in something. Don't let your dad know until I explain the whole thing. He doesn't plan on telling you guys just yet but I thought you guys deserve to know this." She informs me. "Alright, Steven and I will go down together. It better be worth our time." I sighed, nodding my head even though she couldn't see me. "Bye." She hangs up the call.

"Time to get to L.A. ." I told him.

"Time to pack our bags." He added on.

With that being said, we've packed our bags and arranged for a private jet at the very last minute. Well, thank god we were able to.

"I actually have a good feeling about this." Steven admitted as we boarded the private jet.

"Oh, no. Do not speak too soon." I chuckled deeply.

"Alright." He pouted, as if defeated.

"Do not pout, Steven. You're a grown ass man." I joked.

"Haha, very funny." He scoffed.

My phone dinged, signalling that I have received a text message:

From: Cristal

Here's the address—

26 Sherman Oaks, Beverly Hills CA 593026

Meet me there.

I replied her with a simple, 'Okay, thanks.' And then we just waited for landing which was in another hour.

"Here we are." I replied as we pulled up outside the particularly small house that was situated in a quiet part of Sacramento of which I didn't even know existed. I parked there, just outside and we headed to knock on the door after grabbing our bags.

"Hi." The front door swings open within seconds to reveal Cristal standing there, "Come in."

And so we did. She leads us in and said she wanted to talk to us. "So what made you want us to come down?" I cut to the chase. "I'm not going to beat around the bush but- you guys actually have a younger sister." Cristal tells us. "What?" Steven was shocked. "Why so shocked? Did you forget what I told you three hours ago?" I let out a laugh. "And, I know. I passed by Dad's office earlier this morning and I unintentionally heard him talking on the phone saying 'Hello, daughter.' And I made a guess. Seems like I was right." I shrug. "You're not mad?" Cristal cocks an eyebrow at me. "No, no. Just tell me how she came about, she isn't yours is she?" I questioned further, tucking strands of hair behind my ear. "Of course not, I still have my IUD. Besides your sister's already 16." She explains, "She's your Dad and biological Mom's. They still kept in contact despite him claiming that she abandoned the both of you. Then your mom had her and here she is." "Where is she?" Steven asked. "At school." Cristal replied. "Okay- why is she staying here in Beverly Hills when she could be living with us?" Steven asks again. "Your parents didn't want the public and tabloids to come harassing her, well- invading her privacy to say the least. They all didn't know the two of them had another kid." Cristal sighs, handing us both cups of water. "What's her name? Where does she go to school at? When's her birthday?" I shot. "Falcon Malory Carrington. She goes to Hollywood Arts High School and her birthday is on July 13." Cristal tells Steven and I. "Hollywood Arts." Steven beamed, "That school is extremely hard to get into." "Yes. I know, Steven. I must say I'm a proud sister." I smiled. "Does she know we're here?" I took a sip of water. "Yes, she does. She's a little uncomfortable around new people though. She takes awhile to warm up or rather- get used to new people." Cristal nodded, "She gets out of school at 3. She should be back by 3:30. Make yourselves at home, I've to get back to making lunch." "One last question for now, is she the reason why you keep coming to L.A. so often?" Steven asked. "Yeah, you guys would have suspected your dad coming to L.A. so often so we talked and decided I'll come instead." Cristal turns of the stove to cook something. Pasta I presume.

20 minutes to go...

We heard a jingle of keys outside the door, followed by this teenage girl walking in. "I'm home." She announces, walking to the dining area and gives Cristal a hug. "Hi. How was school?" Cristal asks, laying the table. "Not that bad, though it could've been better." She shrugs. "Falcon, go say hi to Fallon and Steven. They're over there." Cristal tells her. "Okay." She nods reluctantly, walking towards us. She quietly sits down opposite Steven and myself, placing her bag on her lap. "Hi." She greets us. "Hello there, Falcon." I went over to her and gave her a hug. She hugs back. I'm glad. "Hey, Fal." Steven hugs her too.

Next was lunch and we talked while eating. Falcon was already getting comfortable with talking to us. She's loosened up, definitely. At night, Cristal and Steven decided to go to bed early, leaving Falcon and I the only ones awake since it was barely 8pm. We watched a movie and chatted. I decided to take this as a chance to get to know more about her. "So, how are things at school?" I casually asked as I ate a mouthful of popcorn. "Nothing much." She tells me and does the same. "Are you seeing anyone?" I blurted out. "Nope, Dad would not be happy." She sighed. "Why? Did he tell you not to date?" I look at her. "No...but-" I cut her off. "Then, why? Just go ahead." I nudged. "No one likes me. I don't have friends." She sighs, again. "I'm sure people do. You're beautiful, you're talented. I mean- you got in Hollywood Arts for a reason, Falcon." I scooted closer to her. "Actually- there's this guy I like and he happens to be one of my few very close friends. And my school's having this thing called Spring Fling next week where the girls get to ask the guys out. Should I?" She hesitates. "Ask him out? Do it. Just go for it, don't live with any regrets." I encouraged. "Alright, thanks Fallon." She gives me a small smile. "Come on, baby sis. I don't bite." I chuckled.

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