Ella Gaines slammed her phone down and turned to her well-paid henchman. The one that had given the injection to JD was still in hospital scrubs, and he was the one Ella directed her anger at.

"We don't hurt children!" Ella yelled. "I wanted you to monitor the hospital, see what the effect was from hitting their profiler!"

"Mrs. G . . . Larabee, the boy was the only one left alone, just briefly, but long enough for me to give the injection. It was not fatal; but intended to shake all of them up. Besides, you told me you hated Wilmington and that boy is his son. I heard Wilmington call him "son" several times."

Ella stomped over to him. "Buck Wilmington does not have a son. Chris did – with Sarah, but the child died along with Sarah in a car accident. And now I am the one to give Chris the son he always wanted."

For a moment, a brief smile crossed her face and she seemed in a trance. "Chris, can't you see how beautiful your son is? I knew we conceived a child. We were going to be the family I always wanted to be with you, Chris. You would have never met Sarah . . ." She stopped and twirled around the room, holding her arms as she would a baby. "Our sweet baby boy. . ."

The three henchman met the eyes of the other and shook their heads slightly.

"Mrs. Larabee?" The taller man with blond hair ventured. "Your child wouldn't be a baby. How old could the child be?"

"No, because my father robbed me of my time with my baby!" Ella snapped. "I hate him! He told me my baby died because he was premature! And when I had a breakdown, he took my son from me! I hate my father! I hate him! And if he wasn't already dead, I would kill him!" And Ella ran into her bedroom, crying hysterically.

Again, Bill, Stuart and the man in scrubs called Don looked at each other. "Do you believe she even has a child?" Bill asked.

"After all the years she spent in mental institutions, I don't know. Didn't she try to kill Larabee's wife?"

Stuart asked, rubbing his red hair.

"Yes. That's when she was locked up. And now that Larabee is a widower - maybe she was pregnant, lost a child, and is deluding herself that if she had a child, Larabee would marry her," Bill suggested.

"Fat chance," Don snorted. He spread some photos on the table. "Larabee is not the type to soften towards anyone that tried to hurt his dead wife. He is also very protective of his team. Wilmington apparently helped keep Ella from killing Sarah – so you know Ella hates him. That's why I thought she would happy with me giving them a scare about the kid – well, I thought he was Wilmington's son. They are very close, obviously. We got the profiler. oeWe don't need someone like that able to figure Ella out. We almost took out the undercover guy. He has to act so many parts, I don't like him walking around and thinking about the plan. The healer is too busy handling injuries to be of much use to them. The one that was helping Larabee out of the Saloon – Tanner – Larabee is very close to. It might be good for us to get him out of the way. Larabee is off limits; and apparently the kid, too."

"Why did you think he was Wilmington's son?"

"Come on! He looks about 14 or 15. He couldn't be one of the agents. And Wilmington was being so protective of him . . . . Larabee, too, I guess. In fact, the only time Larabee played nice with her was when he was trying to get information about what I gave the kid. Got to the profiler and the kid. They will be coming more and more unglued . . ." and then Don looked to the room where Ella was still sobbing. "Speaking of unglued . . ."

"Crazy or not, she is paying us a fortune to make this come true, so we have to."

"Yes. I don't plan to give up my share of the money. And if a son makes her happy, she'll get one. Even if I have to create one of my own," Stuart laughed.