Hey! So a recap of last chapter, Emma admitted to herself that she still loved Jax, even if she wanted to hate him. We learned that Kelsea doesn't like Daniel. Like father like daughter I suppose. :) And now, the moment we've all been waiting for; well, read on. ;)

Jessie POV

It's Saturday afternoon, and Ethan and I have spent all day together. The weekend is when we usually spend time together. Usually we only end up spending it apart if I'm watching Kelsea for Emma. But, she likes Ethan so sometimes he comes over when I have Kelsea.

I am still ticked off at Jax. It's been two and a half hecka messed up years, and Emma spent most of them crying. 'Family' or not I feel that he deserves to spend a month in Limbo for this. He hurt Emma, left his daughter, and hasn't even called in two years. And before then it was once a month. Dad got so worried he almost called the council.

I never told him about Kelsea. It's not my place. He left, and I doubt he'd answer if I called anyway.

"Babe, what's on your mind?" Ethan asks, tilting my chin up. I fake a smile, and he gives me the look. I sigh, knowing that I've lost. Ethan's known me since we went to WITS, and he knows when I'm faking. Which makes me so frustrated.

"Nothing baby, just thinking about Jax." I sign. He gets a look of understanding. He knows how much I was there for Emma, and how mad I am at my brother.

I wonder if siblings can disown each other...

I hear a knock at the door, and get up to get it. My dad lets me live alone in a small two bedroom house, as long as he can check in whenever he likes. It's probably him. He likes Ethan though, so I'm not scared.

I open the door and almost faint. My brother is on my porch. My brother, the brother that ran away and let me experience what he should have through Emma's pregnancy is in the doorway. What do I do?

"You gonna let me in, or are you gonna stare at me like I have two heads?" He asks with a smirk. It quickly fades when he sees my unamused expression.

"Seriously! Not you too. What did my leaving to that made you, my little sister, hate me?" He asks, clearly annoyed. Wait, what does he mean by, 'not you too'? Did he see Emma? Oh god I hope not. For her sake and Kelsea's.

"Shut up and come in!" I snap, getting out of his way. Ethan sees him, and stands up.

"Jess, I should probably get going. See you later." He says shyly. He and Jax never got along, even when Ethan and I were just friends. It's probably the stupid 'over protective big brother' thing. If I had a nickel for every time I've called bull on that, I think I'd almost have a dollar.

"Bye." I smile, waving. Normally he'd kiss my cheek, but since Jax is here he just flashes out. Ugh, my brother mucks everything up! I turn to him, crossing my arms.

"This better be good." I warn. He rolls his eyes.

"Sorry to interrupt your little love fest." He says sarcastically. I roll my eyes again.

"It's fine. What do you want?" I ask, making my anger at him clear.

"Geez. Can't a big brother pay his little sis a hello?" He asks, raising his hands in surrender. I drop my arms.

"Fine. Hello."

"Better."

I roll my eyes at him, before realizing that I should warn Emma. I hold up a finger to say one moment, then walk toward my phone.

"If you're going to warn Emma, don't bother." He says. I freeze, stopping in my tracks. 'Don't bother', what?

"Excuse me?" I ask, my arm still out toward my phone.

"She already knows."

Oh shoot. Uh oh.

"How?" I ask, swallowing hard. He could be trying to play me, he's done it before.

"It's three o'clock Jess. Where do you think I was all day?" He asks. I turn to look at him. His arms are crossed, an eyebrow raised and that stupid smirk is on his face. I'd really like to slap him.

"So you know?" I question, treading lightly. I don't want to say too much.

"About what? The fact that Mama's Boy Miller is dating the love of my life? That said woman hates me? Or, do you mean the daughter no one ever told me about?" He asks sarcastically, counting the things with his fingers. I roll my eyes, crossing my arms.

"I'm not going to apologize. It wasn't my place to tell you." I state plainly. He rolls his eyes, but I know he knows I'm right.

"And what makes you think that after everything you put her through, you deserve to call Emma that?!" I demand. He winces, and closes his eyes.

"You don't know what happened Jess. I had my reasons."

"Oh really?! Well then, explain them to me." I say, gesturing for him to sit on the couch. To my surprise, he does. I follow suit, sitting next to him.

"It all started when I was checking on mum..."

Mbm POV (yes, I did that ;) )

Emma invited me to come over tonight after Kelsea went to bed. That little child hates me. Like father like daughter I guess. She is far too much like Jax. Has her mom's kindness though. For everyone but me at least.

I get over there, and Em has a bottle of wine and two glasses out. Oh no. Em never drinks, so this is really stressing her out. She said something happened today, and that it needed to be said face to face. She's fiddling with the bottle on the coffee table, until I speak up.

"Should I be concerned?" I ask jokingly, nodding toward the bottle. She doesn't smile, or say something witty so I know she's worried. I don't know if I should press though.

I walk over to the couch and sit down, her following after. She pours us both a glass, and takes a long gulp from hers. Yep, time to press.

"Em, what's wrong?" I ask. My glass is still as full as when she poured it, while hers is over half empty. She ducks her head and stares at her glass, avoiding my question.

"Em." I say, grabbing her hand. She still stares at her bottle, but speaks this time.

"It happened today." She whispers, confusing me. What does she mean by 'it happened'?

"What?" I ask.

"Remember yesterday, when we... ran into him." She says. I nod, making an 'uh huh' noise. That was hard for her, and I couldn't change that. She closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath.

"He came back today."

Four words. Four, strangled little words, that should be a good thing. That are nearly always a good thing. But when it comes to Jax Novoa, they are never good. Especially not after what Em went through.

"Does he know he's..." I trail off. I never acknowledge the fact that he's Kelsea's father aloud. I barely admit it to myself. It makes me get mad at Em for some reason, and I know I don't have the right to do that. So I don't think about that. Ever.

It's just that, she was mine first. Before he came to Miami. And sure I'm no mysterious wizard that supposedly has an 'Emma sense', but I always cared about her. I was there for her for the three weeks that Kelsea was missing. I took on the responsibility of helping her with Kelsea, of being with a single mother. Even though a part of me loved, and still kind of loves Mia. And I bet you with his charm, and good looks he'll get her back. No matter how hard I try, he always seems to.

But, maybe I'll get lucky. Maybe he burned his relationship with Emma too badly this time. Maybe he's wrong. Maybe he doesn't always win in the end. Maybe eventually Kelsea will like me. Maybe even if Em let's him in her life, Kelsea may start to love me more than him. Maybe I can win this time.

She nods, and opens her eyes, taking another sip. I do too, figuring that I may as well.

"Does Kelsea?" I ask, feeling that it's important. She shakes her head.

"No. We're going to tell her tomorrow." She says. Wait, we? Does she mean me? Oh lord I hope not.

"We?" I ask. She looks up at me.

"Jax and I."

Three words. Three tiny little words, and I snap.

"You're seriously going to let him back into your life just like that?!" I spat in disbelief. She closes her eyes and sighs, like she does with Kelsea. Oh, so now she's treating me like her child?!

"Look, Danny. I don't have a choice in the matter. She's his daughter too. So, like it or not, I have to do this." She says. I explode. She just had to say she's his daughter!

"Oh, yes you do! You most definitely have a choice! And she wouldn't even be his daughter if you hadn't been nineteen, and dumb!" I shout. Her expression morphs from weakness to sadness to anger in five seconds. She stands up, giving me a look that I swear could kill me. I went too far. Uh oh.

"So that's what you think of me?! That Kelsea was a mistake?! Let me explain something to you Daniel Miller; I knew, good and well that I had every chance of getting pregnant! I knew that no matter what we did to be safe there was always that possibility! Every single time! And you know what, I thought that as long as I had him, it would all be ok. How was I supposed to know what would happen?!" She shouts.

I should be scared. Heck, I am scared. Shaking in my shoes, even. But one sentence catches my attention.

I thought that as long as I had him, it would all be ok.

She's not over him. I always had a feeling, but that proves it. Oh heck no!

"As long as you had him, it would be ok?! You aren't over him, are you?! You never were!" I accuse. She opens her mouth to object, but I cut her off before she can start.

"Oh don't deny it! Don't even try Emma! You know what, I'm done! Ever since we got back together, I could tell you weren't fully mine!"' I shout.

"I can't believe you actually think that after everything he did, I'm still dumb enough to love him! You know what, if you think that, then maybe you're right! Maybe we shouldn't be together!" She retaliates.

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

I storm out, slamming the door. I don't believe it, she really does still love him. She can deny it all she wants, I could see it in her eyes. She can't stop, no matter how hard she tries. And I'm done pining after a woman who can never love me fully. Especially when I can't say that I feel that way myself.

I wonder if Mia's awake...

Boom! Done! Demma is officially apart... for good! I loved writing that fight! Daniel isn't going to be some jerky ex, but he won't be present much. Please review my sugarplums! Lol!