Stacie sat at her desk and spoke into her phone. (In Spanish) "No. Just let her sleep through until five o'clock. That way she will still sleep alright tonight." Stacie saw Jack turn the corner. He looked mad. (In Spanish) "Alright. Goodbye."

Stacie put the phone down as Jack approached her desk. He was straightforward. "Where is this girl?"

Stacie glanced at the picture and answered, "In Panama. Where she began."

Jack turned red and walked away in a huff. Stacie sighed in relief and picked up the phone.

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Capri sat across from Sydney at Louie's. They laughed and chatted as they tried to pick from the interesting menu.

"What is a garbage pizza?" Capri asked Sydney.

Sydney had just begun to answer when Capri's phone rang. "Hold on," Capri said as she went for her phone. "Hello?"

"Cap?" asked the frantic Stacie on the other end of the line.

"Yeah?"

"Jack knows about Miranda. Mom probably told and he is pissed. He came to me asking where she is and I said something smart and he is totally pissed at me. What do I do?"

"Relax. Your not playing baseball. You don't need points from him. Call Tiffanie and tell her to arrange a transport for her."

"Where?" asked Stacie.

"Where do you think? LA. Call Casey and tell her to monitor him and make sure he doesn't do anything that he will regret. OK?"

Stacie nodded into the phone. "OK."

Capri laughed. "You are too uptight. Go to the spa or something."

"Yeah. Yeah," Stacie muttered as she hung up the phone.

Capri laughed again as she hung up her own phone. "Stacie is too uptight. She spazzes too much."

"What were you talking about?" questioned Sydney.

Capri's look turned serious. "In Panama, Jack slept with Mom. I guess that she had earned that much trust from him. Anyway, Mom conceived and you have a baby sister named Miranda. I wanted you and Jack to take it casually. Esspecially since you just reappeared and have enough to deal with."

Sydney stared for a moment before nodding. "Where is she?"

Capri took a deep breath. "Panama. I am having her flown up to LA tonight."

Sydney tried to control her breathing. "Damn."

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Jack arrived home in a mild rage. Capri had explained to him why the information was not let go. He still was angry though. He fixed himself a drink at the bar and sat down in his chair as he began to relax to the sounds of violins playing throughout the room.

Castille, the housekeeper from Mexico, noted this information and hurried to the phone to check in with her employer.

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Capri sat on the table in the doctors office waiting patiently for his test results. She noticed the gold frame which held the only picture in the office and was surrounded by degrees. It was of him and his wife.

Based on a background search she did instinctively on anyone new in her life, his wife had been murdered in a drive-by shooting only months ago. She stayed away from any topics that might lead to that conversation.

Suddenly, the door opened and in walked the doctor. His name was Doctor Steve Mallowe. He stood securely in front of Capri. "I don't know how to sugar coat this so I won't. Your condition has gotten worse. You need to be hospitalized and given loads of treatment if you want to overcome this thing."

"How much time are we talking about for the hospitalization?" Capri questioned.

The doctor sighed. "Two months."

"How long will I live without treatment?"

"Five months."

"How long till it won't work at all?"

"You have three months to make your decision. However, I strongly recommend you go with the hospitalization. If you don't, you may have terrible symptoms. It will start wil headaches. Then fainting and passing out. Then, you will have trouble moving." Dr. Marlowe began writing on his pad. He ripped off the piece of paper and handed it to Capri. "This will delay your symptoms."

"My job won't allow me to take off that much time."

"Their best agent has a life threatening disease. I'm sure they would allow you some time off."

"I'll think about it," Capri stated as she hopped off the table and walked out the door.

Marlowe stared. "That is one stubborn bitch."

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Will had been secretly following Capri. He wanted to surprise her with the picnic he had packed instead of going out to dinner. He became curious when Capri stopped at 'The Center for Disease Control'. He waited an hour for Capri to come out. When she finally did, she was noticeably holding back tears. After crying in her car for close to twenty minutes, she drove away. Will made no attempt to follow her but, instead, ot out and walked intothe building.

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Sydney played with Jacob quietly. Her father had gone to bed early a few minutes before without an explanation. The only reason that Sydney didn't grill him for a reason was because she knew the reason. The only question left in her mind was, 'Why didn't he tell me about it.'

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Vaughn sat in his bedroom alone. Alice had come home early from her getaway with her mother to find a box opened on their bed. The box was filled with letters and pictures and memorabilia from Vaughn and Sydney's relationship.

Vaughn winced as he remembered the conversation preceding Alice leaving.

"You don't love me! You never did! You love Sydney!" Alice yeled

Vaughn stupidly nodded. "Your right."

Vaughn now reached up to his forehead to feel the huge gash on his face. Alice had actually thrown a vase at his head. He had thought that it would land on the floor. He didn't realize she had such a good arm. Now, he was paying the price.

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