Authors Note: This chapter is to tie the anti-May thing with the story. It may seem a little out of character, but it's proof that events can bring out a side of people no one knew existed. Yeah, and the Charmed thing is sort of a pun, because the Becky Wahlstrom (Grace) was in Charmed and all.. Yeah, I'm a loser..

Ahh! Second to last chapter! Need new story line..

I've decided to dedicate this chapter to Admiral Lily, cuz her stories rock. Also dedicated to my dear friend Hannah, I'm so proud of you for 'breaking the rules' today. Even if it was leaving without a pass, I'm still corrupting you. ^^

And I'd also like to place a cheese factor on this chapter: very high. You've been warned.

16. Confession

"Come on! He's your son!" Joan yelled.

"Uh, Girardi, what are you talking about?" Grace asked, standing in the doorway of Joan's room. Joan ignored her.

"He's your son! You two need to get back together, because if you don't he wont be born!" Grace walked into the room and saw it was the TV Joan was yelling at.

"What are you watching?" Grace asked. Joan turned to look at her.

"Some Charmed re-run on TNT," Joan told her. Grace looked at a vase filled with roses sitting on the table next to Joan's bed.

"They're still alive. That's cool," she said.

"Hm?" Joan asked.

"Oh, the flowers. Rove brought them they day you got admitted. Didn't think they'd live for two weeks."

"They're nice, they make the room feel better," Joan told Grace. She leaned against the wall across from Joan's bed.

"Yeah. He spent every second here. Someone asked if you two were married or something," Grace said. Joan laughed a little.

"Maybe some day," Joan told her.

"Just make sure you guys get engaged outside," Grace said under her breath, not expecting Joan to hear.

"How come?" Joan asked.

"How come what?" Grace said.

"How come we need to make sure we get engaged outside?"

"Never mind."

"Grace?" Joan asked. Grace walked over to the chair by Joan's bed and sat down, looking at her friend.

"I've got a sister," Grace told her in what Joan assumed was an attempt to change the topic.

"Really?" Joan asked. She'd always assumed Grace and Adam were both only children.

"Yeah. Jessica. Four years older than me," Grace told Joan.

"Cool, I've always wanted a sister. I mean, I love Kevin and Luke, but I've just always wanted another girl to talk to in my family that wasn't my mother," Joan said. Grace nodded.

"I never admitted it to her, but it was sort of cool having a sister," Grace said.

"Did she go to college out of state?" Joan asked.

"No. She's... she's still in Arcadia.." 'Okay, it's either the drugs they're making me take or Grace sounds like she's gonna cry..' Joan thought.

"What happened?" Joan asked.

"Last year, she was eighteen. She had this boyfriend, Sam. They were.. like you and Rove. Had their ups and downs but everyone knew they loved each other. I was at Rove's the day it happened. I was going to walk, but she dropped me off on the way to Sam's. Around eight that night Mr. Rove told me that my dad was on the phone. From here. The hospital. Mr. Rove gave me a ride here. My dad told me that Sam had proposed to Jessica, he was putting off telling me what that had to do with the hospital. There was a short, like at the hotel, and Sam's place went up in flames. Sam's parents were at work, it was just him and Jessica. There weren't any survivors. That happened a year ago today. It's why I don't like May. Rove's the only person other than you and family that know," Grace confessed. Her eyes narrowed a bit. "How did you get those words to come out of my mouth?" she asked Joan.

"I didn't.. And I'm sorry," Joan told her friend. Before either girl could speak, Adam entered the room.

"Hey Jane," he said, then noticed Grace. "Hey Grace. I thought you'd be at the-" he said, his voice trailing off.

"Yeah, I was going to the graveyard after I stopped by here," Grace told him, standing up. "She knows. Bye." And with that, she left the room.