New York City- 6 Months down the road.

After everything she had gone through and all the pain that she inflicted on people, Stephanie decided to cut ties with everyone and decided to try a life somewhere else. Every so often she would write a letter to her family letting them know that she is okay but other than that she didn't speak to them. It wasn't that she didn't want to see her family anymore. She just thought it was for the best.

She herself a job, a new life. It was something that Stephanie took so much pride in. She never thought she could make it on her own but she did, without the help of anyone else. She smiled softly as she looked around her apartment and quickly glanced in at what would be the nursery. Soon then she thought she would be carrying her baby, a little girl, through her home, setting her in the crib and holding onto her tightly. It was the one thing that made Steph smile. Her little girl.

She rubbed her hand slowly over her stomach as she checked herself out in the mirror, one last time, before heading down to the resturant. She had been a waitress there for a little over four months and loved every minute of it. The customers knew her and she knew them, each of them becoming like a little part of her new family.

"Morning Donna." She smiled as she walked into the resturant putting the same apron she had put on every morning.

"Morning Steph." The friendly smiled had come from the women lips. "There is a group of people in the back that need to be waited on, can you take care of that for me hon?"

She laughed a bit. "Sure no problem." She smiled as she slide a reciept pad her in apron pocket and walked in the back and over to the table. "Coffee to start you out with?" She asked as she looked up for the first time. "Paul?"