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John and Kathryn waited nervously for the phone call. They should have heard back by now. Kathryn felt like she was losing her mind and couldn't sit still. She paced the office continually, ignoring anything that wasn't a phone ringing.

"What if they lost the sample?" She asked her husband.

"Relax, Kathryn, the didn't lose the sample. The lab may be backed up." John spoke, trying to calm his wife.

"They told us today, John. It has been a week." Every word she spoke, every moment the phone didn't ring, she grew more and more agitated.

"They said it could take up to two weeks." He continued to try and calm his wife, but he knew that his efforts were futile. She finally sat, placing her face in her hands. After releasing her breath, Kathryn looked up at her husband sadly. She opened her mouth to speak and was interrupted by the phone ringing. Kathryn jumped up and John picked up the receiver.

"Hello? Yes, this is John Kennish. Yes. It did. Okay, thank you." He hung up the receiver, sighing before he looked back at his wife.

"Well? Who was it? What did they say?" Kathryn leaned against his desk.

"It was the lab. The test results came back," He dropped his eyes from hers. "They don't match."

"What does that mean, John?" Her agitation was showing in her voice again.

"Bay isn't ours."

"What do we do now?" Kathryn looked at her husband, then to their lawyer.

"Well, we can talk to Regina and Angelo. Set up a meeting with their lawyer and see where they stand, what they want to do." Amanda suggested.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if you want to, we can see if they want to switch the girls back. I don't know if there would be any paperwork to file, or if you could just, switch them. But then we could look into a lawsuit against the hospital and the nurses in charge. Make them take responsibility for what has happened."

"What about the media? This will make the news, won't it?" John spoke up. Amanda nodded.

"Unfortunately, yes it will. It will take a while to get a closed door on the case, but initially it will be in the news." Amanda spoke, placing her hands on the desk.

"We can't let this blow up." Kathryn spoke.

"Well, we can talk to Regina and Angelo. Set up a meeting with Mr. Gray again, to discuss. There is a possibility that the hospital will want to settle, that would keep it out of the media. There would be a brief story, and then it would die down. We could only hope for that." Amanda suggested. Kathryn hung her head.

"I don't know. We have had Bay for three years now. It doesn't matter that she isn't biologically related to us. She is our daughter." She looked at her husband.

"Our daughter lives in the ghetto, Kathryn. Daphne is our daughter." John put his hand over his wife's.

"Do you really want to put the girls through that, though? I mean, they won't understand! They are just babies." Kathryn's voice was starting to fill with sobs. "How would we explain to a three year old that they have to go and live with someone they don't even know? That you don't want them?"

"We can set up a councilor for Daphne. They can help her understand." John suggested.

"What about Bay?" Kathryn spoke. "Are you going to stop caring about her just because she doesn't live with us anymore?" Her fear and hurt was turning into anger.

"I didn't say that Kathryn. Bay will always have a place in my heart. It's just, I want my own daughter back. My flesh and blood." John replied. He looked over at Amanda. "If we switch the girls back, will we still get to have contact with Bay?"

"That will be up to the other parents." Amanda replied. "They could decide that they want to keep Daphne in their life, they could decide that would be too hard for them. We would just have to talk to them." She tightened her lips and shook her head.

"When can we meet with them then?" John asked before his wife had a chance to speak.

"I will call Mr. Gray and set up the appointment. I will be in touch." She stood, offering a hand to her clients. John shook the offered hand, then offered his own to his wife.

"Let's go home Kathryn. We still have children to care for." She looked up at him, took his hand, and stood. "Thank you Amanda."