A/N: OK, here's the next chapter. I know it's a little longer, sorry, but I guess it kinda makes up for the last one being shorter. Well, hope you like it. Enjoy!

Chapter 10

Don had followed his father into the kitchen, but neither had said anything yet. Alan was pacing back and forth, while Don stood there silently, waiting for his father to say something. Neither were aware that Jess, Charlie, and Amita were standing outside the door to hear what they were saying, or rather what they were getting ready to say.

Alan finally stopped pacing, and looked Don in the eyes.

"How old is she?" he asked quietly.

"Seventeen, almost eighteen." Alan sighed.

"When did you find out?"

"About a week ago." Alan raised his eyebrows at that.

"A week? You've known you have a daughter for a week, and you didn't tell us?" he asked incredulously.

"If it makes you feel any better, she didn't know I was her father until tonight," Don told him honestly. At Alan's questioning look Don added, "Her probation officer's idea, not mine."

"'Probation officer'?" Alan repeated, unsure if he had heard correctly. Don took a deep breath.

"Yes."

"And why does she have a probation officer?" Alan inquired. Don shrugged slightly.

"It's kind of a long story, and I don't really know the whole thing," he answered as truthfully as he could.

"Well, wanna give me the cliff notes version?" Alan suggested, a little annoyed.

"Well, it's kinda complicated," Don sighed.

"What aren't you telling me?" Alan asked him. Seeing his son's flustered expression he tried a different approach. "How did you find out?" Don's head shot up, he wasn't prepared for that one.

"Uh...well..." Don wasn't quite sure how to tell him how she had been involved in his recent case. He rubbed the back of his neck, while Alan just stared at him, waiting for an answer. "Well, her probation officer seemed to have a hunch that I was her father after something I said, or something else, I don't really know what, and he wanted to run a DNA test," Don explained, deciding to start at the end.

"And how did you meet her probation officer?" Alan continued pushing, trying to get a straight answer.

"Look, what does it really matter?" Don asked in a frustrated tone.

"It matters," Alan told him firmly. Don sighed again.

"Fine, I met her when she was brought in for questioning on this last case."

"Why was she brought in for questioning?" Alan asked in a worried tone.

"Dad, come on..."

"No, Donnie. If you're gonna take on a seventeen year old girl, especially one that has apparently been in some trouble, then I want to know about it!"

"Look, I can't tell you all about the case. And I already told you, I don't know the whole story. Tonight's the first time I've seen her since I found out she was my kid, give me a break here!" Don snapped.

"Fine," Alan sighed, deciding to press that subject some other time. "Who's this Rachel woman? How long did you two go out?" Don froze.

"Uh...well, we...uh..." he was stammering. Alan was looking at him expectantly, waiting for Don to answer. "We didn't exactly date," Don told him hesitantly.

"What do you mean you 'didn't exactly date'?"

"Well, we...uh...it was kind of just...uh...well..." Don let out an flustered breath. "It was a one night stand," he told his father honestly. He stood there, inwardly cringing, waiting for his father to react. Alan just stared at his son incredulously.

"You got a woman pregnant after a one night stand?"

"Apparently."

Alan shook his head disapprovingly, but finally just throwing his arms up in surrender.

"Fine, look we'll continue this some other time. Let's get back out there."

Jess, Charlie, and Amita didn't hear anything else because they rushed back outside so Don and Alan wouldn't know they'd been eavesdropping.

"So, you're Agent Scott's sister?" Charlie asked, connecting the dots from what he knew about Don's last case.

"Yeah," Jess confirmed.

"I knew you seemed familiar," Amita told her. "Though, you look a little like Don too, so that might have something to do with it as well."

"I wh- N-" Jess started, getting ready to deny that last comment. But she was interrupted when Don and Alan came back outside.

"Hey, we're back."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Alan added.

"No problem," Amita assured them. Alan gave her a small smile, which she returned.

"So, hope everyone's hungry cause the burgers are ready," Charlie announced, setting them on the table.

"Oh, Jess, you eat meat don't you?" Alan asked, suddenly a little nervous. Jess gave a small, forced, smile.

"Absolutely."

"Good."

"Hey, I was gonna go get a soda, you want one?" Amita asked Jess, standing to go inside.

"Sure, thanks," Jess replied nervously.

The dinner was a little awkward. Everyone seemed to be on edge, but no one more so than Don or Jess. They kept glancing at each other nervously, and neither said much the whole time.

xxxxx

Neither Don nor Jess had said much to each other. When they got to Don's apartment he gave her a tour, and showed her the room she'd be using. It was late, and Jess had almost finished unpacking when Don knocked on the wall.

"The door's open so you don't have to knock," she told him, not looking up from rummaging around in her backpack.

"Just a habit." Jess smiled.

"If it's not safe, I'll shut the door," she teased. Don rolled his eyes.

"Ha ha. But thanks." Jess just shook her head. Don sighed. "Look, I don't really know what I'm supposed to do here," he admitted. She looked up at him.

"Neither do I," she told him.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Would it stop you if I said no?"

"Probably not."

"Then go ahead and ask."

"How much did you guys hear tonight?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Tonight, before dinner, when me and dad were in the kitchen, you guys were eavesdropping. How much did you guys hear?" Jess looked at him, and smirked.

"Everything. How'd you know we were eavesdropping?" Don smiled.

"Because I was the one who told Charlie about that spot." Jess chuckled, and muttered something that sounded like 'figures'.

"So can I ask you a question?" Jess asked. "Well, a couple actually," she amended.

"Sure."

"What am I supposed to call you?" she asked, a little nervously.

"Oh...uh...huh. Hadn't really thought about that," Don admitted. "Don's fine."

"OK," she nodded.

"What was the second?" he asked, a little curious. Jess hesitated for a second.

"Do you even remember my mom?" she asked quietly. Don took a deep breath.

"Yeah, actually, I do," he answered honestly.

"Oh." Don started to open his mouth to say something, but Jess spoke first. "Don't worry about it. I was just curious." Seeing he was about to say something again she added, "It's fine. Really."

"OK," Don reluctantly agreed. "Well, I guess I'll see you in the morning."

"OK."

"Night."

"Night."

A/N: Well, I hope you liked that chapter! Reviews are appreciated! I hope to have an update up pretty soon.