Kay Bennett looked nervously at the Bennett front-door. For the first twenty years of her life she felt free to come and go through that door as she pleased, but now she felt an odd tension. She essentially deserted her family... true it was because of her bitch of a mother, not because she had stopped loving her father (or, deep-down, her sister) and her mother was gone now... but still...

Twice she almost rang the doorbell but chickened out at the last moment. But third time was a charm and she plucked up the courage.

DING DONG.

The door opened up, and her father appeared at the door. At the sight of her his face broke into a smile, "Kay! I didn't know you were getting out of the hospital today."

Kay nodded, "Yeah, Dr. Russell saw me first thing this morning and said I was fit to go out, I was just at the mall with Simone... Uh, Dad, I was wondering if we could maybe talk?"

Sam raised his eyebrows in slight surprise but said, "Of course, honey, come in. Sit down."

Kay looked around, feeling a mix of nostalgia and nervousness as she sat down on the sofa. As she did so, Jessica entered from the kitchen, she looked at Kay, and the same eyebrow raise as her father's appeared on her face, "Oh... Kay. Hi. What're you doing here?"

Kay turned for a moment from Jessica to Sam, "Well... I was actually wondering if I could maybe move back home."

"Did you and Tabitha have a fight?" Jessica questioned.

"No, it was nothing like that. In fact," Kay replied, "I haven't really even talked to her about this yet... I was just thinking that now that Miguel's gone, and Maria's going to essentially be raised by a single parent."

"He'll be coming back, sweetheart," Sam said, angry at his daughter's mistreatment, "With everything that's happened with the Russells I've been a little distracted, but I'm going to find Miguel and bring him back to Harmony. Trust me on that."

The thought of Miguel returned gave her heart a small flutter, but Kay forced her mind on other matters, "Well... okay... but, for the moment, at least, I'm all my daughter has... and I want to give her a better life than just... the daughter of a Fish Cannery worker... and since I got pregnant I had taken time off from school... but I was thinking that now that Maria's more than a year old... maybe I could go back to school, get my degree, and start looking for my own career... the money Miguel sends home, assuming he even does so, probably won't be much, and it's not as if Tabitha's a billionaire. But, I was just thinking, that if I was home... there'd... maybe be more steady money coming in, and..." She began to become hesitant, "You... guys could maybe help out with looking after Maria, especially since Ivy's home all day... I mean, I can still maybe work part-time, but... if I get a degree, it'll be easier for me to provide for her."

At first Sam and Jessica said nothing, although they did glance at one another, causing Kay to become even more apprehensive, but as Sam turned back to Kay there was a large smile on his face, "Kay... you know I'd love it if you came back home... I didn't want you to leave in the first place," He turned to Jessica again, as if expecting her to mirror his enthusiasm.

Jessica gave a small sigh, "I've got no problem with it, I suppose."

"And Ivy?" Kay asked, turning back to her father.

"Well, she's out doing her shopping... but she wouldn't mind, you're my daughter after all."

Kay's face smiled, "Well, that's great!"

"How soon?" Sam asked.

"Oh... I'm not sure. In a day or two, maybe? I don't want to just spring this on Tabitha. Would that be okay?"

"Yes, I'm sure it'll be fine," Sam smiled at his daughter, "It's good to have you back, Kay."

"Knock knock," Chad said, opening the door and walking inside Theresa's hospital room, Whitney following close behind.

"Whitney! Chad! Hi!" Theresa said from her hospital beds, "I was actually wanting to talk to you two, and Fox. You'll never guess what I just found out!"

"Well, we actually have some big news too," Whitney said, sitting down in a chair next to her best friend.

"Oh," said Theresa, "Really? Well, you guys go first."

"Well," Whitney said, looking at Chad and then turning back to Theresa, "I'm... pregnant!"

Theresa's eyes widened in shock, "What?! I can't believe it!"

"Uh huh," Chad said, "And we'd really like you to be one of the godparents... you and Fox."

"Fox..." Theresa said, with a quick glance at her best friend.

"Yep," Chad said, putting his arm around Whitney, "And because she wants to get married before she tells her folks, the wedding's going to be sooner than we probably thought, until then thoug"

At this Theresa's face fell slightly, "Oh... good?" She turned and looked at Whitney's face hesitantly. Whitney returned her look, determined not to look like this might not be exactly what she wants.

"Better than good," Chad said, "The longer Whitney spends as Mrs. Chad Harris, the better in my opinion," He kissed Whitney on the cheek, "I love you, baby."

Whitney gave a nervous smile, "I love you too."

"So... when?" Theresa asked, looking from Chad to Whitney.

"Well," Chad explained, "We don't have an exact date right now... but we were thinking sometime in mid-September."

"Wow... that's... very soon."

"Yeah, well... you had news, Theresa," Whitney said, changing the subject, "What was it?"

Theresa gave a large smile, "Well... I'm having twins!"

"Wow! Didn't see that coming... wow, to think you'll have given birth to three children before you're 23," Chad said, grinning enthusiastically.

Whitney however gave a look of concerns, "The twins are... Gwen's babies?"

"Well," said Theresa, her voice less joyous, "The twins are in two amniotic sacs which means—"

"Fraternal twins," Whitney said, "Meaning... the babies could, theoretically, have different fathers."

"Or, in my case," Theresa said, with a knowing look towards Whitney, "Different mothers."

Chad looked from Whitney to Theresa, "I'm confused... does this mean that one of the babies might be Fox and Theresa's?"

"Um, honey," Whitney said, turning to Chad, "Do you think it would be alright if I talked to Theresa in private for a little bit?"

"Sure... how come?"

"Just... girl talk."

Chad laughed, "Well, alright... but don't take too long, okay? We got a wedding to plan."

"Okay, Chad, I won't be long."

"Alright, baby, I love you." He gave her a quick peck, "Seeya T-Lo, and feel better, ok?"

After watching Chad leave Whitney turned sharply towards Theresa, "Theresa, what're you going to do?! Everyone will be suspicious and they'll take a maternity and paternity test on the babies... what're they going to do when they find out it's yours with Ethan?"

"I'm not sure yet..." Theresa said, hesitantly, "But I'll think of something."

"I suppose there's no chance that it's like Chad said, and the other baby is yours with Fox?"

"I wouldn't think so," Theresa said, "But then again, I was almost sure Gwen and Ethan's baby was miscarried... so it's possible the two twins are both mine with Fox and Ethan, or that they're just fraternal twins with just Ethan. I'm just not sure."

"Theresa..." Whitney began.

Theresa shook her head, "No, Whitney... don't go on one of your patented Whitney Russell rants... I know perfectly well you don't approve of this whole plan of mine, and I'm perfectly aware that this is a kink.."

"A HUGE kink—"

"Not how I see it, Whitney," Theresa said, with a smile, "I see it as my being able to bring two babies into this world, instead of just one, and just think, now at least one of these babies is going to definitely be mine... and maybe you and I will both have little girls and they can grow up and be best friends too!"

Whitney sighed heavily, she found it hard to argue with Theresa when she was getting this happy and whimsical, but she had no choice but to try.

"Theresa..."

Before she could finish however, the door opened up and Fox walked in side, mid-sentence, "Theresa, we really need to— Oh... um... Whitney, hi."

Whitney jumped to her feet, "Oh... uh... Fox, if you... need to talk to Theresa, you can go ahead... Chad's probably waiting for me... Is he out there?"

"Yeah... he's out there in the lobby..."

Whitney smiled nervously and walked towards the door, "Okay, well... nice to see you Fox, and Theresa... we'll talk later. Bye."

Fox looked for a second at the closed door Whitney had left from, he then turned back to Theresa, "What was that about?"

"Nothing... don't worry about it... So, Mr. Crane, to what do I owe the honor of your esteemed visit? You mentioned having something to talk to me about?"

Fox made a face, "We'll... get to that in a second... but firstly... are you alright? What happened?"

Theresa waved it away, "It's nothing, just some gas, don't worry about it."

"Okay, now, you're sure?"

Theresa laughed, "Yes, Fox, I'm positive. Now, please... tell me what it is you wanted to tell me, you've gotten me all curious."

Fox paced for a second and sat down back in the chair Whitney had previously vacated, "Okay... now what I'm going to tell you must stay in this room... very few people know and there's certain people who can not under any circumstances know... at least not right now."

Theresa straightened up in her bed, "Fox, my god, what is it?"

Fox took a deep breath, "I found out who my half-brother is."

Theresa's face turned bright, "Well, that's great! Who is it? Is it someone we know?"

"Oh yeah," Fox said, "It's someone we know alright..."

"Well... Fox, tell me... who is it?"

Fox sighed, "You promise not to tell a soul?"

"Yes, Fox, I promise."

"It's... Chad."

Theresa stared at Fox for a second, "Chad... Chad Harris?"

Fox nodded, looking apprehensive.

"How... who told you?"
"Well... Grandfather told it to my father, and I overheard it... I probably shouldn't have told you, even... but I needed to talk to someone about it."

"Who else knows?"

"Just me, my grandfather and my father, I believe... although Father might have told Dr. Eve by now, he said he was going to do..."

"This is just... I can't believe it..." Suddenly she froze, "Oh.... My god... Whitney..."

Fox took a deep breath, "Yeah... I know, they're engaged. I don't know how anyone's going to be able to tell them."

"No... it's worse than that..."

Fox looked up at Theresa, "What do you mean?"

"Well... I wasn't supposed to tell you but... Fox... Whitney's pregnant... with Chad's baby."

Fox thought he felt his heart stop, "Oh my god... no."

"Katherine," Martin said, bending down close to his 'wife', there was a large wound in her chest "Are you alright?"

Katherine made what sounded like a combination between a cough and a groan and said, "Let me... talk to Sheridan.

Sheridan bent down and took her mother's head, who gave a deep sigh, "Sheridan... there's something... something I should tell you..."

"You're my mother." Sheridan said, surprising herself with the confidence she had in that statement.

Katherine nodded, with great difficulty.

"Why... are you here? Why did you leave? What happened?" Sheridan asked, her mind racing with questions.

Katherine gave a small shake of her head, "Just... know that... I love you, and there's not a day that's gone by that I haven't thought about you... and Julian, I love you both."

And then she lay still, although not dead. Sheridan knelt with her, holding her hand, but soon she was gone. Sheridan remained where she was knelt, and Luis, hesitantly, went over to comfort the woman he loved, "Sheridan, I'm... I'm sorry..."

Sheridan turned to look at him, but only gave him a small nod, she then stood up and walked over to Martin, he stood with his back to them, silently weeping, she touched his shoulder, and he turned around to look at her.

Her voice, though sympathetic, was also firm, "Did... she have a good life?"

Martin gave a small nod, "I gave her the best life that I could... and I know there's not a day that went by that she didn't think about you and your brother, and what she gave up."

Sheridan nodded.

"Listen," Luis said, utterly confused by everything that just happened, "If.. if that was Katherine Crane, then I'm sure we'll want to hear all about it. However, as sorry as I am... for both of you. My sister's still out there... as is... her killer," He said, gesturing to Mrs. Crane."

Martin nodded solemnly, "I'll... I'll take her back to Puerto Arena.. we can't just leave here ... stay along the path and I'll... catch up."

Sheridan seemed unwilling to leave her mother, but she nodded slowly and followed Luis, as they continued a long the path.

Martin, then, knelt beside Katherine's body, "Goodbye, my love... I'll keep them safe... I promise... Alistair Crane will never touch a hair on their heads."