I sat at my desk back in my pencil skirts and blouses while I stared at the nanny cam on my monitor. It's not like I'm checking up on the nanny, she is my mom in fact, but I do like to be able to see Jackson when I'm buried under a pile of work.

"Hanna," Caitlin said knocking on the door looking fairly displeased.

"What?" I asked concerned.

"You need to see this," she said clicking on the TV to an entertainment news channel.

"Lacey Chambers was arrested last night for a DUI," the announcer said before running a clip of Hyphen-Rivers biggest model acting like a drunk fool on the beach.

"What the hell?" I said after seeing it. I turned to Caitlin. "Can you call her in?"

"I tried," she explained, "but she's still in jail. Someone needs to bail her out."

"Is that supposed to be me?" I asked. "I'm not her mom. She violated her contract and she's not getting a penny out of me."

"Why don't you calm down," Caitlin told me. "I'll have her come in as soon as she gets out."

"Thanks," I gave her a weak smile before I turned to my desk and got back to work. A couple hours later Caitlin was knocking at the door.

"Lacey's here for you," she told me.

"Send her in," I said quickly.

"Hi," Lacey smiled taking a seat across from me while I positioned myself behind the desk.

"Hey," I replied. "Is there something you would like to say?"

"I'm sorry," she said quietly.

"Excuse me?" I asked. "You are under contract. Do you understand that you represent this brand and you've made my company look completely inept?"

"I didn't mean to," she said slowly. "I just wanted to have fun."

"You don't get it!" I told her. "We have a partnership with MADD. This is making us look like hypocrites. I pay you plenty of money. You could have just gotten a cab."

"I was fine to drive," she said.

"Obviously you weren't," I spat at her. "As of now you are no longer the face of Hyphen Rivers."

"But my contract," she pleaded. "I still have two more years with you."

"Not anymore," I told her. "You've violated your contract and you're no longer welcome here."

"But..." she opened her mouth but I was not having it.

"Get out!" I yelled pointing at the door. I picked up her contract and ripped it to shreds letting the pieces fall where they may as Lacey ran toward the door not wanting to experience the rest of my wrath. I sat back in my chair and leaned my head back until I heard a familiar voice.

"Hanna?" Emily breathed standing in the doorway.

"Hey," I smiled waving her in.

"You okay?" she asked noticing how stressed I looked.

"I just had to fire Lacey," I told her. "She has been acting so strange lately and I'm kind of glad I'm rid of her."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" she offered. "Back rub?"

"Yeah," I snapped up. I walked to the closet and picked out a garment bag as a wondrous thought flated into my head. I handed it to her. "Can you try this on?"

"You look amazing!" I told Emily while she stood in front of me wearing the signature piece from the collection.

"You think?" she asked unsure.

"Yeah," I replied. "Emily, I need you."

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

"I need you to be the new face of Hyphen Rivers," I explained. "You've got the most amazing look."

"I can't," she replied. "I have my job and I'm not even a model."

"Trust me," I told her. "You were the best model when we did Ali's fashion show back in high school. You're a natural."

"Hanna!" Samara came running into my office. Then she caught a glimpse of Emily. "Holy crap! You look amazing!"

"I'm so glad you're here," I told Samara. "I need you to convince Emily that she should be our new house model."

"Give us a minute," she said waving me out of my office. I grabbed my purse and headed into the lobby where I saw Caitlin hard at work.

"Hey," she smiled looking up at me. "How did everything go with Lacey?"

"Awful," I explained. "I had to let her go. She's not good for our image."

"I'm sorry," Caitlin sighed. "What's going on now?"

"Samara is trying to convince Emily to take Lacey's job," I told her. "I can't believe I never thought of this before. Emily is perfect for modeling."

"You think she'll go for it?" Caitlin asked.

"I hope so," I breathed collapsing into one of the plush waiting room chairs.

"I'll do it!" Emily said running out of my office to give me a hug.

"Thank you!" I told her as my eyes welled up with tears.

I came home to hear voices in the kitchen. I dropped my purse off in the mud room and walked toward the only lit room in the house to find Lacey at the counter talking to Caleb.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her using my serious voice.

"I left some things in your office," she explained.

"Did you get them?" I asked.

"Not yet," she replied. I could sense the fear in her voice.

"Then I suggest you grab your things," I told her, "and get out in the next two minutes."

"Okay," she breathed running toward my office.

"What's wrong?" Caleb whispered giving me a hug.

"I fired Lacey," I told him.

"I'm sorry," he sighed rubbing my back. I saw Lacey run to the door and sneak out but I couldn't be bothered to stay mad. The only thing I wanted now was to see my little boy.

"Where's Jack?" I asked Caleb pulling away.

"With your mom," he replied. "She took him to to grocery shopping with her."

"When did they leave?" I asked.

"About ten minutes ago," Caleb replied in between kissing my neck. "I'd say we have about a half hour."

"I'm not really in the mood," I said pulling away.

"Are you okay?" he asked concerned.

"I just had a bad day," I told him. "I think I'm just going to run a bath until my mom gets home."

"Okay," he sighed watching me leave. I felt bad for snapping at Caleb but I just can't handle his sweetness right now. I just need to clear my head.

AN: The last few chapters were kind of fluffy but it's about to get real. I hope you like it!