Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Wild Card characters or original ideas, I just play around with them a lot.

Author's note: I don't know the names of Zoe's mother or father, if they are even mentioned in the show, so I am making Zoe's Mother: MARY BUSIEK (she keeps her maiden name always, you'll understand by the time I'm finished the fanfic), and Zoe's father: Nathaniel Baker (again, you'll understand later).

Zoe's POV

"So what is it? I can't see where you're pointing, Julia." I said, angry that she had been listening and was now interrupting our conversation.

"I just wanted you to know that Mr. Johnston has never and never will be able to have children."

"Oh, no. There must be some mistake. My sister, or half sister, I guess, is his daughter."

"Well, you are just wrong. He is also wrong. There is a doctor here somewhere... there! Doctor O'Neill! I need you for a moment! He's been Clifford's doctor for years, now. He's right."

"Julia, I am so glad I found you! I was just going to check up on Cliff. You are his nurse, after all. Who is this beautiful woman?" The tall, handsome Caucasian doctor said as he turned to me, the 'I'm interested' look on his face.

I looked around quickly for Dan.

"I'm Zoe Busiek..."

Julia interrupted again.

"Her sister is supposedly the daughter of old Clifford in there. I showed her his file and tried to convince her that he can't have children, but she doesn't believe me."

"Well, Zoe, let me assure you, my father was his original doctor. Dad retired and insisted to all of the doctors in the state that I was the one to replace him on Cliff's case. That was over 10 years ago. So, rest assured that Clifford is not your sister's father."

I turned pale. Oh my god! What do I do now? Just then, Dan, my rescuer walked in the room. I ran over to him.

"According to Doctor O'Neill over there, and his little assistant, Julia,..." I choked back tears before saying it and Dan lovingly brushed a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "They say that Clifford couldn't possibly be Sue's father, because, because he could never have kids." I was now in tears.

He said, "Sit here and I'll go find out what the heck is going on." I nodded.

Dan's POV

The doctor and nurse both looked over at Zoe as I was coming toward them and they seemed worried.

"So what is this all about?"

Doctor O'Neill spoke first. "It seems that Zoe believes that Clifford Johnston is her sister's father."

"Yes, of course she does."

"Why? Where did she get that idea from?"

"It's a long story."

"We have time."

I rolled my eyes. I decided that Zoe could explain better than I could, so I motioned to her to come over. Then she told wonderfully about the letter, the trip to the house, searching the web, and finally, meeting Clifford for the first time. The audience of two stood with their jaws slightly dropped.

"Look, Clifford has always known that he could never have any offspring, no matter which way he tried. He's been lying to you."

I felt Zoe's sweaty from fear hand squeezed mine tightly. I knew this probably wouldn't last for long, but I squeezed back, hoping that she loved me.

An hour later, after explaining to a dumbfounded Adele that in no way was Sue related to her, making her mad at Clifford for lying to her and us, we were walking away from Clifford hopefully forever, on our way to the car.

Zoe had almost fully recovered from what she'd discovered.

"Well, I guess we're back to square one with this. I mean, obviously Sue had a different father then me. She was born long before Mom and Clifford ever split."

"Well, it's been a long night as it is. I'll take you home to the kids so you and I can both get some sleep, then tomorrow, we'll put our heads together and see if we can come up with anything. Okay?"

"Sounds good." She turned to me then, and kissed me firmly on the cheek. I turned to her and she looked different all of a sudden, like she had changed in some small, yet major way.

We kept walking and soon, I had driven her home, and I was in bed, ready to really sleep, when the phone rang.

"Hello?" I groaned.

"Hey, Dan, it's Zoe. I just got some important news from Adele."

Adele's POV

When I'd heard the whole story from that sweet Zoe, I ran to my brother's room. I was officially ready to throttle him for leading them on like that.

"Clifford!!!!" I screamed at him when I'd closed his door behind me. "Why did you lie to Zoe?! Whether or not she is related to me in any way, whatsoever, she and I have grown quite close, so close in fact, you'll be lucky if you survive the night after lying to her like that!"

"Fine. You want to know why? I'll explain. Sue's father is a man that Mary was having an affair with while we were married. His name was Nathaniel Baker. I caught them together one night. I forgave her, even though she was pregnant with his child. When Sue was born, I loved the child like she was my own. After all, it wasn't her fault she was the daughter of an affair. I don't know what ever became of the man. I even once thought that Mary had become his wife, but she assured me of otherwise on one of Sue's visits."

"You know what? I am going to go call Zoe and tell her all that you just told me. Maybe then I won't hate you so much."

Dan's POV

"So what did she say, Zo?"

"Well, she went in ranting and raving at Clifford after we left, and he told her that my mother had an affair and that that man was probably the father."

"You want to tell me his name?"

"Nathaniel Baker. AKA Nate Baker. AKA... my father."

"So I take it we are going to the office to do some research, right?"

"Be at my place in 15 minutes, OR ELSE." She said in a deep voice, laughing after.

"Bye, Zo."

"Bye."

At the office, Zoe and I got to my computer right away.

"Who would know whether or not my dad is also Sue's?" Zoe thought out loud.

"How about the doctor who delivered her?" I asked.

"You are a genius!" I got a new kiss on the cheek for that.

"Okay... 'Doctor Keith Rogers delivered the long awaited daughter of Clifford Johnston, Chicago's richest man, and his wife, Mary Busiek.'"

"Well it doesn't tell us much, but now we can find Doctor Keith."

"Two steps ahead of you, as usual." For that I got a slap on the arm.

"'Dr. Keith Rogers has worked in Chicago Memorial for thirty years. After that carrer, he retired to his home in downtown Chicago.' And that's all we need. Go get the phone book and look him up."

"Now I'm two steps ahead of you, buddy."

I smiled. Zoe loved it when she was right. At this exact second, she was paging through the R section of the local phonebook.

"Okay... A Rogers... J Rogers... Aha! Doctor K Rogers!"

Zoe told me the address.

"Shall we?"

"Oh, we shall, we shall." She said darkly.

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