Chapter 10

Bianca pressed the elevator button designated by the arrow pointing upwards while balancing her bouncing baby girl at her side. Reaching the top floor of the Fusion building, Bianca stepped off of the elevator rolling the stroller in front of her. Seeing Kendall, she strode in happily to greet her.

"This is a surprise, what are you guys up to?" Kendall asked taking the time to coo at her niece.

"She was being a little fussy this morning so I thought a visit would be good for her...and me."

Kendall looked at her sympathetically, "How have you been?"

Bianca had been released from the hospital a few weeks ago, but Kendall could tell she was still shaken up by the whole ordeal.

"Better with the days," Bianca answered.

Kendall raised her brow at Bianca's response but didn't question it. At that moment they heard the clicking heels of Simone, "Bianca! What's up," she quickly pulled the other brunette into a tight embrace, releasing just as sudden, "Look I heard about the whole Babe-psycho-fiasco, which must have been a throw. I'm sorry you had to go through all of that, talk about the twilight zone."

Bianca chucked uncomfortably, "It was an experience."

"Simone, why don't you take Miranda downstairs to the showing room," Kendall offered.

Simone winced, "Did I hit a rough patch?"

Kendall laughed, "No, it's not you. I'd like to talk to my sister alone for awhile,"

Bianca gently handed Miranda into Simone's arms, careful with her head and back. The baby girl quickly attached herself to her new holder. Simone grinned at the affection, "I think she likes me."

As if sensing it, Miranda grabbed onto Simone's earring, then yanked on the dangling silver when it wouldn't come off for her.

"Ow!" Simone screamed. The baby giggled at the height of her voice, "The stroller seems better."

The minute Simone was gone with the baby, Bianca sighed dramatically, "Kendall, you didn't have to shoo her away. I'm fine, really."

Kendall crossed her arms in front of her replying, "How are you holding up? Really."

"I'll be okay when this whole mess is over." Bianca admitted softly

"It's a travesty that the harlot is getting a trial. She shouldn't be allowed in a 1,000 mile radius of human civilization. She should be locked up with...with the key swallowed by Lucifer." Kendall declared still sick of the situation. What would it take for things to take a turn to a more normal side?

Bianca nodded with a wry grin on her face, "That's one way to put it."

Kendall walked over to the coffee pot on the counter to the wall. She poured the hot, steaming liquid into two paper cups, then handed one to Bianca, "Believe me, I'm censoring myself," she took a sip of the beverage, enjoying the coffee house taste "I mean, who in their right mind would defend her?"

The question was meant to be rhetorical but Bianca couldn't stop herself, a frown gracing her face "I once did."

Kendall shook her head promptly, "No, Bianca. Babe is a manipulator and a liar and she's good at what she does. This is all on her and she'll pay."

Bianca walked over to a rolling chair behind one of the near computers and sat down. Setting the cup on the table she rested her palms against her lap and took a deep breath, "David and Krystal will undoubtedly support her up on the stand. JR thinks she'll plead insanity."

Kendall almost choked on her coffee, "No jury would buy that. She knew exactly what she was doing!" Kendall announced, motioning with her hand.

Bianca shrugged, "Some people won't see it that way."

"Yeah, well those people are morons."

Bianca crossed one leg over the other and ran a hand through her hair, "I don't know, Kendall. JR's visiting her right now, attempting to figure out her strategy."

"What?"

"He insisted."

JR walked into the room, detecting the reality of the place. And there Babe was, behind the thick glass. She wore an orange jumpsuit with a black code number printed at the top. The guarding officer left the two alone but not before giving telling them the regulations and a warning not to cause any trouble.

Babe picked up the phone beside her pressing it to her ear, and watched her husband expectantly. He did the same. When he wouldn't say anything, she became inpatient, "What do you want, JR?"

He cocked a grin at her, "Babe, I'm disappointed. No hello or concern for my wellbeing."

She looked at him disgusted, "Your sharp whips are so amusing."

He gazed at her quizzically, "How's jail?"

She didn't give him the satisfaction of an answer.

"Bitter?" he asked.

She ignored him, "Where's Baby James?"

"Never refer to him as that ever again. My son is not the namesake of your lapdog," he stated coldly.

"He's my son, too, JR."

JR shrugged calmly, "Maybe but you'll be an afterthought soon enough."

"He needs his mother!"

"Adam has his father. It's funny how you see yourself as a necessity for him, but when it came to me I was the bad guy at disposal. You're the one behind bars, honey, not me. Now isn't that ironic." he mocked her, tapping at the glass between them.

"You haven't won,"

JR wanted to laugh, she sounded so determined. He used to look at it as a good quality.

"The only thing holding me back is time," he declared in a sing-song voice.

"What about Bianca? Huh? She has a big heart. She wouldn't deliberately keep me away from my child."

"Bianca would only be returning a fraction of the favor."

Something gleamed in Babe's eyes, "She's my best friend."

"Oh, please," JR drawled, rolling his eyes at her lame reasoning.

Babe clasped her hands before her, thinking of her next tactic, "JR, you and I are one in the same."

He laughed dryly, "I'm going to humor you."

She leaned in, "This thing...element runs through our veins. We both long for leverage, JR and you know it."

"What's your plan? Your woe is me victim act isn't fooling me, nor is this 'born with badness' crap you're pulling. I doubt any impeccable prosecutor will fall either. You just can't seem to get the upper hand."

Babe pulled back, "I'll have with my day in court." She hung up the phone, no need for formalities.

"You certainly will. Guard!" JR yelled, like any well trained authority the guard instantly beckoned to his call, "Get me out of here," he stared at Babe hard, "The view sucks."

"JR is visiting with Babe." Kendall reinstated.

"He is."

Kendall furrowed her brows together, "What's going on between you and him?"

"What do you mean?" Bianca asked, earnestly confused.

"It's just that the two of you seem to have more than friendship going on," Kendall explained.

"Kendall, I'm gay."

Kendall nodded, "Alright, so let's say you don't have feelings for him. What about Junior's perspective? You ever think he might have feelings for you?"

"No, I don't think it's possible." Bianca had honestly never thought about it.

"Well I do," Kendall argued. She caught an incredulous look on her sister's face, "Bianca, I saw the look on JR's face in the hospital. It's undeniable that he's cares for you. The guy and I aren't friends and I seriously doubt we ever will be but there's something there. "

Bianca looked at her nervously, "So it doesn't mean that he wants a deeper relationship with me."

"Okay,"

"Also, there's Maggie..."

"Who can't choose if she wants you or not."

"Kendall!"

"I'm just saying," Kendall said innocently.

"Maggie was with Jonathan, she thought she didn't have a way out. Now I'm going to be there for her. With that comes the possibility that maybe she and I are ready," Bianca clarified.

"You're going to be with Maggie,"

Bianca nodded with a smile, "I think so,"