A/N: Here's chap 7. I'm not sure how much longer this fic is going to be. This maybe the last plus an epilogue. Anyway, enjoy!

Olivia and Mason were sitting in silence in the Walker penthouse. Will had left, as had their friends. Popcorn that Mason had been digging out while the others were at the video store lay on the table, unopened; uneaten. Olivia and Mason could hear the minute hand of the wall clock move: a horrible reminder of their confusion. Olivia stood up and headed over to the fridge where she grabbed a bottle of fizzy water. Mason wondered why she had gotten fizzy water when she hated it.

'I thought you hated fizzy water.' Mason stated.

Olivia blanked him and continued with what she was doing. She found a shot glass, and a quarter of a lime and proceeded to take a shot of fizzy water. Her disgust in the whole process was made clear by her wincing afterwards.

'You know, you look like Karen when you do that.' Mason stated. He didn't just say that to remind Olivia that Karen was really her mother, as well as his. He would have made the same comment in any circumstances.

'Don't start with all that biology/ DNA/ mother-child similarities crap. I'm not in the mood.' Olivia said while still trying to clear the taste of fizzy water and lime from her mouth. Just then Karen and Stan entered the penthouse, arguing.

'Are you still on that?' Stan said, referring to him letting Olivia and Mason walk home from ice-skating themselves through the city at night.

'You heard the news in the car. A couple of kids were kidnapped in the city. That could have easily been Olivia and Mason.' Karen said, close to yelling at Stan.

'Let it go already. Why do you care so much about what it let my kids do? It's not as if you're their mother!' Stan laughed at what he'd just said. He didn't realise the irony.

'Oh, but she is.' Mason said quietly. The comment was only heard by Olivia, who simply looked at him.

'I care because,' Karen had to take a few seconds to think up a good lie. 'I care because they are… your kids…' Karen struggled to say that. 'and I care about them and I don't want to anything bad to happen to them.'

'Karen, why don't you just tell the truth?' Olivia stood up from the couch.

'Tell the truth about what?' Stan asked both Karen and Olivia.

'And Dad, why don't you also tell the truth?' This time Mason stood up to join the confrontation.

'About what?' Stan acted as if he didn't have a clue about what they were talking about.

'You're not our real dad, are you?' Olivia asked.

'What? Of course I am!' Stan acted offended.

'No you're not. We know you adopted us when we were babies.' Mason corrected Stan.

'And we know that you're not our stepmother.' Olivia said while looking at Karen.

'We know you're really our birth mother and that you gave us up for adoption when we were born.' Mason added.

'I know you know.' Karen said. She knew there was no use trying to counter their point.

'Excuse me?' Stan asked. 'You're the birth mother of my kids?'

'Yes, I am.' Karen plainly answered.

'How could you not tell me this?' Stan asked offended by how little he actually knew.

'Dad, how could you not figure it out?' Olivia said whilst moving to stand beside Karen. Stan looked at his wife and then at his daughter. There she was: Karen's double. Just then Rosario returned from running an errand.

'Hola. Mr Stan I couldn't get the whisky you wanted for your meeting so I got another kind. I hope it's okay. What's going on here?' Rosario sensed the tension in the room.

'Rosario, did you know about this?' Stan asked the maid. He thought she might know something.

'Um, about what?' Rosario asked nervously.

'That Karen is really my children's birth mother.' Stan said in a powerful tone.

Rosario took looked at Karen who was nodding before answering. She knew that this would probably end up getting her fired. 'Um, yes I did.' Rosario braced herself for the reaction that was sure to come.

'How could you lie to me? How could either of you lie to me?' Stan yelled, while pointing to both Karen and Rosario.

'Dad, how could you lie to us for fourteen years?' Mason asked.

'Yeah, dad. You're not innocent in all of this. You lied to us since the day we were, well, in your care.' Olivia didn't want to use the phrase 'since the day we were born' since she knew that wasn't appropriate anymore.

'Why didn't you tell us we were adopted? We could have handled it. Or was it that you couldn't handle it?' Mason stated.

'You've always been proud to show off your perfect kids. Could you not handle the fact that we weren't your perfect kids and that we were somebody else's?' Olivia and Mason were letting their dad hear some home truths.

'And Karen, we understand why you felt you had to hide that from us. But one thing I have to ask. Why did you give us up?' Mason needed to know the truth.

'I want you two to know I didn't want to.' Karen began her tearful explanation.

'Then why did you?' Olivia asked.

'My mother made me. I was only seventeen. I was only three years older than you guys are.' Karen said.

'So you were some slut that got knocked up? Huh, can you give me a second?' Stan got angry before Karen had had a chance to tell the whole story. Stan headed for the phone. 'Hello, Will? Yeah, I need to draw up some divorce papers. Because my wife's a slut who got herself pregnant when she was a teenager. Goodbye.' With that, Stan hung up the phone.

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At Will and Grace's apartment, Will had just got off the phone.

'What was that?' Jack asked. He was still there.

'Um, that was Stan. He said he needs me to draw up divorce papers. I think he knows.' Will said worriedly.

'Haul ass.' Jack said in a nervous tone, before he, Will and Grace headed over to the penthouse.

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'Wait a minute. What?' Olivia asked, referring to what Stan had said in the phone call.

'What the hell is that about?' Mason asked, just as confused as Olivia.

'Mr Stan, are you crazy?' Rosario said, jumping to Karen's defence.

'No. I'm not. My reputation can't afford to be seen with that slut.' Stan said sternly.

'Now might not be the time to mention that we know about the other thing.' Mason whispered to his sister.

'What kind of woman gets herself knocked up at seventeen?' Stan asked, disgust clear in his voice.

'What kind of husband abandons his wife before she has even told the whole story?' Nobody had heard the door opening and Will, Grace and Jack entering.

'Yeah Stan, what the hell's that all about?' Grace asked Stan in reference to Jack's earlier comment.

'You okay, Karen?' Will asked. Karen nodded in reply.

'Why don't you let her tell the whole story before you start accusing her of things and ordering divorce papers?' Jack said.

'Karen, tell us what happened. Please?' Olivia said, close to tears.

'I was seventeen. I could barely look after myself, and the only person who could possibly have helped, wanted me to have an abortion. Do you have any idea what it's like to be told by your mother, that your only options are to either kill your own flesh and blood, or to give them away? And Mason, Olivia, I loved you so much, even then when everything was so hard. I knew, as much as wanted to keep you with me, I had to pull through, because I needed you both to have a good life, even if it didn't have me in it.' She didn't want to look away from her children, but she knew that if she wanted to save her marriage she'd have to talk to Stanley now. 'Stanley, I know I lied to you, and I know that that hurt you, but you have to believe me that I never meant for it to be this way. You remember when we first met? Honey you made me the happiest I had been in a very long time, and I loved you then, even before you brought me home to meet your kids. I didn't marry you just to be with them, I married you because I wanted us to be a family, because I finally got back everything I'd ever wanted. My boyfriend left me when he found out I was pregnant, please don't do the same 14 years later.' Karen hadn't yet noticed but everybody in the room was crying. Both Olivia and Mason were shaking with nerves. They were currently facing the possibility that not only had their whole family relationship had been turned around, but that it might be destroyed completely.

There was a long silence. Nobody knew what to do or say next. Not Karen. Not Olivia. Not Mason. Not Stan. The four people at the centre of the dilemma had not a clue.

Olivia was the one to break the silence. 'What happens from here?'

A/N: This will be the last chapter before the epilogue. I hope you enjoy this chap. Big, huge, gigantic, massive (add any words that mean big here) thanks to Lindsey who wrote Karen's speech for me because I was struggling! You're great hunny! Thanks to everybody who reviewed. Enjoy!