Disclaimer- I do not own the characters of Jesse Travis, Mark Sloan, Amanda
Bentley, Steve Sloan, or any other character that may appear on the CBS
television series, Diagnosis Murder. Teresa Chingas is a character created
by Lee Goldberg of his Diagnosis Murder books, which I highly recommend.
Kaitlin Everling, Jenny Everling, and Frank Krumble were made up entirely
by me. Also, because I have only been in L.A. for two layovers in LAX, I
have no clue whether or not there is a restaurant in Malibu called
Kramer's. I just needed a name, and Seinfeld happened to be on.
Back From The Past
Chapter 3- Father and Daughter
Susan stayed to comfort her niece, but Jesse went to find Mark. With all this new information swimming around in his head, Jesse needed to talk to someone. Mark listened carefully, and reflected that they had to tell Steve. Mark rode over with Jesse to Kaitlin's apartment, and they decided that Susan should be the one to tell Steve.
She drove Jesse's car over to BBQ Bob's where Steve was working that night. She calmly told Steve the story that she had previously told Jesse.
"Steve," she said gently, "Kaitlin is your daughter." Steve took the news well, as if it were a relief.
"What about her mother?" he asked after a few minutes.
"Jenny died yesterday," Susan said, choking on a sob. Steve handed her a napkin and waited for her to calm down. "She wanted me to do what was best for Kaitlin. I felt that it meant telling you and her the truth."
"I don't understand. Jenny didn't tell me that she was pregnant. She just disappeared. I did look for her, but I couldn't find her."
"She changed her last name. I think that she was just scared, and she panicked. I don't think she meant to hurt you, Steve," Susan said quietly. Steve didn't look up. He was staring at a picture near the cash register. Susan leaned over the counter and looked at the photograph.
"This is my fiancée, Ellen Sharp," Steve said quietly. "She's visiting her family in Oklahoma."
"Steve, if she really loves you, she'll forgive you," Susan said.
"Susan, I hate to ask you this now, but can you take over here for a little while?" Susan smiled and took the apron from Steve. "You still remember how everything goes?"
"As long as there aren't any more internet-psycho killers out to screw up Amanda's credit cards and I don't have to shred them," she said, smiling, tremblingly after so much crying. She put her hand on his arm. "Good luck, Steve."
Half an hour later, Steve arrived at Kaitlin's apartment. He stood nervously in front of the door, trying to work up the courage to ring the bell. Before he did, the door opened, and Kaitlin stepped into her father's arms. And Steve, not knowing what to do or say, just held his daughter.
Steve took Kaitlin back to BBQ Bob's, and they sat at a small table together, filling each other in on what they had missed. Steve listened to the girl talk about her first days of school, lost teeth, Christmases, birthdays, first dates, and even graduation. He told her about his life as a homicide detective, constantly watching over her grandfather as he meddled in his cases.
During the course of the evening, Kaitlin had made a decision.
Back From The Past
Chapter 3- Father and Daughter
Susan stayed to comfort her niece, but Jesse went to find Mark. With all this new information swimming around in his head, Jesse needed to talk to someone. Mark listened carefully, and reflected that they had to tell Steve. Mark rode over with Jesse to Kaitlin's apartment, and they decided that Susan should be the one to tell Steve.
She drove Jesse's car over to BBQ Bob's where Steve was working that night. She calmly told Steve the story that she had previously told Jesse.
"Steve," she said gently, "Kaitlin is your daughter." Steve took the news well, as if it were a relief.
"What about her mother?" he asked after a few minutes.
"Jenny died yesterday," Susan said, choking on a sob. Steve handed her a napkin and waited for her to calm down. "She wanted me to do what was best for Kaitlin. I felt that it meant telling you and her the truth."
"I don't understand. Jenny didn't tell me that she was pregnant. She just disappeared. I did look for her, but I couldn't find her."
"She changed her last name. I think that she was just scared, and she panicked. I don't think she meant to hurt you, Steve," Susan said quietly. Steve didn't look up. He was staring at a picture near the cash register. Susan leaned over the counter and looked at the photograph.
"This is my fiancée, Ellen Sharp," Steve said quietly. "She's visiting her family in Oklahoma."
"Steve, if she really loves you, she'll forgive you," Susan said.
"Susan, I hate to ask you this now, but can you take over here for a little while?" Susan smiled and took the apron from Steve. "You still remember how everything goes?"
"As long as there aren't any more internet-psycho killers out to screw up Amanda's credit cards and I don't have to shred them," she said, smiling, tremblingly after so much crying. She put her hand on his arm. "Good luck, Steve."
Half an hour later, Steve arrived at Kaitlin's apartment. He stood nervously in front of the door, trying to work up the courage to ring the bell. Before he did, the door opened, and Kaitlin stepped into her father's arms. And Steve, not knowing what to do or say, just held his daughter.
Steve took Kaitlin back to BBQ Bob's, and they sat at a small table together, filling each other in on what they had missed. Steve listened to the girl talk about her first days of school, lost teeth, Christmases, birthdays, first dates, and even graduation. He told her about his life as a homicide detective, constantly watching over her grandfather as he meddled in his cases.
During the course of the evening, Kaitlin had made a decision.