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Author's Note- I am so, so, so, so, very, very, very, very sorry. I know that almose five months without an update is unforgivable, I really do. I was really busy with schoolwork, and then I lost the disk that I had this chapter written on when I came home from college. And then there was the fact that I haven't been watching Passions very much due to my outrage over the way that they have been handling my storylines. WHY would you want to break up Fox and Theresa? I have a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that they are going to use that baby to reunite Theresa and Ethan, and that would seriously suck.

And seriously, Pilar is the most hypocritical person on that show. She has stood by her own marriage vows for like twenty years, and she yelled at Theresa when she wanted Ethan to break up with Gwen for her, knowing that Gwen was pregnant, but she has absolutely no problem with the fact that two of her sons have children out of wedlock, and in all honesty, have barely taken responsibility for them. As far a she knows, Beth was pregnant with Luis' child, and she never cared that he was ignoring his parental responsibilities to chase after a MARRIED WOMAN, who was/is married to his brother. Now that I have gotten that little tirade out, I have decided to put all of my frustrations into writing this story, and the rest of the trilogy of stories that this one is now officially the first of. And also, please disregard everything that has happened on the show since like May, because trust me, I have.

That means that Antonio and Sheridan are still together. Sorry to all of you Shuis fans, but I feel that the way that they have handled that particular storyline is absolutely abysmal. I have been so frustrated with the way that they have lead what was once my favorite couple so far astray. I mean I hate this Luis, and Sheridan is not much better. Antonio is annoying, too. However, it has made for a very interesting plot for my sequel to this story. This hopefully will be out in a few weeks. We are almost done with the story folks! It'll be onward and upward from here, or should I say, backward and downward, he, he, he...

Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I should probably explain the Alistair that I have in my head now, while I am at it. I kind of see him as someone who used to be warm, however, extremely formal. The ways that they used to have Sheridan talk about him, before they decided to turn him completely evil. That he really does care about his grandchildren, especially Kate. He keeps Sheridan at arms length because she reminds him of what he has lost. Don't get me wrong, he is a bastard, and a jerk, but I think that losing his wife, Katherine did that to him. That means that Katherine really did die of kidney failure, instead of running off with Martin Lopez Fitzgerald. I personally think that that was really stupid. Are we supposed to believe that the guy would leave his wife and five children to keep his mistress? I don't buy it. I hate that Theresa's father is such a schmuck. I like my version a lot better.

Without further ado, and the world's longest author's note, here is the next chapter! I hope that you like it, and please, don't forget to review!

Chapter 31- Once Was Lost, But Now Is Found

Kate slowly opened her eyes, squinting due to the rays of sun peeking in through the window. Groaning, she threw a pillow over her head, not ready to wake up and fully face the day.

She sighed into the white pillowcase, remembering last night. She was... she didn't know how to describe what she was feeling about last night. Kate had no idea how to put it into words.

"I don't want to date you."

"What?" Hank asked her, startled by her revelation.

"I said, I don't want to date you." Kate repeated, looking into his eyes.

Hank pulled away from her, and started towards the door. "Where are you going?" Kate asked him.

"Where do you think I'm going?" He snapped, looking into her eyes, the anger and pain evident in his expression. "I'm leaving, obviously, I'm not wanted here."

"What are you talking about?" She asked, confused by his behavior.

"What do you mean, what am I talking about?" He shot back, taking his hand off the doorknob and running it through his hair. "You just told me that you don't want to be with me, why would I stay?"

"I never said that I didn't want to be with you!" Kate said, stepping toward him, trying to grab his hand, which he yanked out of her reach. This was not going how she had thought it would. "I said, that I didn't want to date you!"

"Please explain, how is that not the same thing?"

Kate was snapped out of her reverie by a familiar, low beeping. Groaning, she reached for her cell phone, which was sitting on the night stand. "Hello?" She said groggily, stifling a yawn.

"Well, my dear, you have finally decided to answer your phone." Her grandfather's voice boomed into her ear. "What inspired such an unforeseen turn of events?"

Kate rolled her eyes. "How is it that you always know everything that goes on in my life? Do you have me bugged? Followed? Are their cameras following me around everywhere I go? What?"

"I'll never tell." Kate could hear the laughter in his voice. "Are you coming back today?"

"Yes Grandfather, I will be back in Harmony, in one piece, safe and sound, in just a few hours. I'll talk to you then."

"Goodbye, my dear."

Sighing, she fell back against her pillows. Was this real? What had she ever done to deserve this?

"Oh, my, God!" Theresa breathed as she and Fox pulled up to a beautiful stone house a few minutes away from the Crane Estate. "This is really it? This is our house?"

"I guess that means that you like it?" Fox asked, opening the door for her, a smile on his face. She looked so happy, he couldn't help but mirror her sentiments.

"Like it? Are you kidding me?" She asked, staring at him like he was insane. "I love it! This is the most beautiful house I have ever seen! And it's mine! All mine!"

"Wait just a minute. I thought it was mine too. It is in both of our names, right?"

Theresa rolled her eyes at him. "I guess that you are part of the deal, aren't you?" She sighed, trying not to laugh at him as he looked at her in mock surprise.

"You guess?"

She simply smiled, and pulled him up the walkway that lead to the front door. "Come on! I want to see the rest!"

"Wait just a minute there." Fox laughed before taking her into his arms, lifting Theresa from the ground.

"What are you doing? We aren't even married yet." She laughed, circling her arms around his neck.

"I don't want to take any chances, do you?" Fox grinned, stepping over the threshold, and setting her down on the beautiful wood floor of the foyer.

"Definitely not." Theresa said, making a face. She turned left, and went into what appeared to be a sitting room. The walls were stark white, with artfully crafted wooden crown molding, the same dark stain as the flooring that seemed to run through the entire first floor.

"I think that this has some possibilities." Theresa smiled, walking out to the foyer again, running her hand over the banister that led upstairs in her very own home. This was hers, all hers. Well, not all hers, but the extremely handsome man that came with it wasn't exactly a consolation prize.

"So, you think you could handle spending the next few years here, stuck with me?" Fox joked, slipping his arms around her.

"I think that could be arraigned." She smiled, turning to give him a kiss.

"That's good, since I paid a pretty penny for this place. It's a little big for just little old me, wouldn't you say?"

"Well, enjoy the little alone time you have left. After all, you will have a wife and a stepson invading this place very soon."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." He smiled, kissing her forehead.

"Call her." Theresa sighed softly.

"Hmm?" Fox asked, confused.

"Call Kate." Theresa clarified. "You're still worried about her, I can see it in your eyes."

"I've never had her not answer one of my calls before. Even when she's mad at me, she at least picks up and lets me have it."

"So call her."

"I can do it later. This is our first time looking at our house."

"And in five minutes, I'll still be here. So call her."

"Alright."

"Now, I'm going to go and explore a little. Come and find me when you're done." She smiled, before disappearing up the stairs.

Fox smiled to himself, and removed his cell phone from his pocket. He dialed the familiar sequence of numbers, and was amazed when he actually heard the person on the other end pick up.

"Hey."

"Hey? Hey?! That's all I get?" Fox snapped. "Where the hell have you been? Why haven't you answered any of my calls?"

"What the hell, Nicky!" Kate shot back, the feeling of annoyance creeping into her voice as well. "I was busy. And who do you think you are, my keeper?"

"I'm your brother, who has been really worried about you."

Softening at the concern that was obvious in his tone, she started to feel a little guilty. "I'm sorry. But I'm fine, I promise."

"That's good. Where have you been?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Huh?"

"Never mind, you'll find out later." She said, quickly changing the subject. "So, how did it go with Theresa?"

"How do you think it went?"

"This is so great! So, are you taking her to see the house today?"

"Actually, I'm standing in the front hall as we speak."

"Does she like it?"

"Who wouldn't? It's amazing."

"Why thank you."

"I should be the one saying that, after all you've done."

"Yeah, you probably should."

"So, are you going to grace us with your presence today? I know that Theresa wants to thank you for getting her mother's house back from our lovely stepmonster."

"I'll be home in a few hours."

"See you then."

"Yep, and Fox?"

"Yeah?"

"Congratulations."

"Thanks."

Kate hung up the phone, smiling to herself. Everything was going according to plan. All the secrets that had haunted this town would be exposed in just a few days. She was finally going to get everything that she had ever wanted.

"Good morning."

She turned, startled at the sound of his voice. "Good morning." Kate smiled, setting her cell on the night table next to the bed. "Did I wake you?"

"Nah." Hank shook his head. "I think that the constant ringing did that."

"Sorry."

"No problem." He grinned, pulling her close to him. "After all, I can think of a few things I'd rather do this morning besides sleep."

"Oh, really?" Kate raised an eyebrow. "Would you care to enlighten me?"

"It'd me my pleasure." He smiled, pinning her underneath him. "So, what does everyone think?"

"Well, actually, no one knows. Except you and me. And Grandfather, but he knows all, and probably sees all too." Kate told him, moaning slightly as he kissed a trail from her ear to the hollow of her collarbone.

"You didn't tell Fox?" He asked, halting his ministrations.

"He'll find out soon enough. But for now, I want to keep you all to myself." She explained, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

"Why, Mrs. Bennett, I didn't know you cared." Hank said before resuming the task at hand.