Sorry it took me so long to update. AMC's spoilers about Bianca's reaction to the baby reveal have so pissed me off I backed off the story. But the new spoilers are much better for my state of mind and I'm in the groove again. Enjoy.

Rancor

"Bianca! Please let me explain. I wanted to tell you…"

"Babe, sit down. Shut up," Bianca said with a quite menace, "your time to tell the truth, to explain has come and gone."

"Bianca, you can't blame Babe, she was a victim as much as-"

"The hell you say! Are you really going to try to sell me on Babe being the victim in this piece? You aren't, are you Jamie? Because that would just piss me off," she hissed.

"Bianca-", Jamie began again.

"Jamie, we can do this one of two ways. With you, or without you." She motioned to where the guys in black were standing, "Your choice."

Jamie shut up and reached for Babe's hand.

Seeing the movement, Bianca bared her teeth in a parody of a smile. "Ah, such affection, such care. You both make me want to be sick."

Sitting down, Bianca crossed her legs and contemplated her calfskin leather boots with patent straps around and across the vamp. She and Kendall had gone shopping before the truth about Miranda had broken and as she always did when shopping with Kendall or their mother; she came away with something naughty.

Kendall had nudged her into buying the risqué boots, but she hadn't really had any intention of wearing them. The pointed, four inch stiletto thigh high boots that zipped up the back were classic Jimmy Choo; and screamed sex and danger. They were really more Kendall's style than her own. But after she'd gotten the picture about her daughter and the details surrounding Miranda's supposed 'death', Bianca was feeling dangerous.

So for this meeting, she'd gone straight to the back of her closet and prepared herself for battle. And she emerged a new woman; clad in a black leather Escada lambskin fitted jacket accented with contrast stitching, a Kenneth Cole leather mini skirt, and the Jimmy Choo fck me boots. A fierce looking, Bianca left her loft, ready to take on her enemies.

Looking over at Babe and Jamie, Bianca ground her back teeth and stared at Babe.

"Why are you looking at me like that Bianca?"

"Noting your charms, as it were. While readily apparent, they are just so commonly blatant, aren't they? Aren't you? I just fail to see the appeal. How is it that previously honorable men allowed themselves to be brought so low by the likes of you," Bianca replied with casual cruelty. Looking Jamie dead in the eye, "It's a bitch having all the blood drain south when you catch scent of readily available tail, yes?" Jamie's face went pale to red in a startling display of anger and embarrassment.

Ignoring his discomfort, Bianca again focused on Babe, "You cost me 8 months of my child life. And look at you. Playing footies with your husband's brother. You spread misery around like a cancer. But it's going to stop."

"Bianca, I never wanted you to hurt. I would rather cut off my arm rather than see you in a moment's pain. That's why I wrote the letters. I know that I don't deserve to be forgiven but- "

"Well, you won't have to worry about that, because you won't be. And you won't soon forget the folly of crossing this Kane. My mother and sister are salivating for your blood, but your ass, sling and all, is mine."

"And mine." Walking out of the darkness JR Chandler approached the trio with purposeful strides.

"Glad you could join us JR," Bianca smiled as she watched Babe and Jamie tense like deer in headlights.

"Thanks for the invitation. I wouldn't want to miss this for the world."