I ended up contradicting myself! I knew it would happen. When the whole story isn't saved as one big folder…it gets confusing. It never would have happened with my other story I'm writing (it's an original). Anyway…I wrote this at 9:45 last night…by 10:00 I was passed out from the cold medication! Now I need to go take some more.

Stephen got dressed and went into the kitchen where Lena and Carmen sat. Carmen placed a bowl and a spoon in front of him. "I hope you like cheerios." "I'm not that hungry actually." "Ok." Carmen picked the spoon and bowl back up and placed them in the cabinet. She sat back down in her seat and began to eat again. "This is all very strange…" she said in between bites. Carmen was never one to not be herself in front of strangers. "David never told us he had a son." Stephen grabbed a napkin and playing with it, then he rolled it up into a ball and through it towards the trash can. He missed it. "I'm not that surprised. He's known since I was 16…but I'm not exactly his pride and joy, if you get what I mean. We've never met…only letters through my mom. But I don't blame him for not telling everyone. I mean you seem like nice people. I already told you the whole story with them…mom doesn't like to talk about it much. She's still ashamed. Her parents turned on her when they found out she was pregnant. It didn't look good for the media. Her being an unmarried duchess…that's why she moved to London. To get away from her family." Lena couldn't help it. She started to cry. Stephen got up out of his seat and walked the few steps over to her chair. Lena wrapped her arms around him. "I'm so sorry…" Stephen hugged her back. "No its fine…I didn't mean to upset you." Carmen had to laugh. "Did I forget to mention that Lena is very emotional?"

Paul got out of the shower and got dressed. When he walked into the kitchen he freaked out for a moment. "What in the hell are you doing with your arms around my girlfriend!" Stephen jerked away and Lena sat up straight. "I was comforting him…" she mumbled. Carmen shot up and walked over to Paul. "Lay off Paul…now's not a good time to let your dad's genes show off…" Paul was hurt by that last comment. "I'll be back when I can…don't expect me tonight." He walked out of the apartment and slammed the door. Lena just sat there. "He's never done that before Carmen." Carmen went over to Lena and pulled her out of the chair. "Yes he has…just not around you. I think we need to get dressed." Carmen said changing the subject. "Bee and Tibbs will be over in a while." Stephen started to put his jacket on. Carmen caught his arm. "Hey where are you going?" He turned away for a moment. "I think it's best for me just to go to a hotel." Lena gained most of her senses back. "No…no don't do that! I'm sorry…he never does that…I think he's just overwhelmed with the whole thing. He and Carmen are indifferent with each other." "Oh…I still don't think…" "No!" Carmen said, taking his jacket away from his arms. "You are staying here, and that's that."

Tibby couldn't wait to slip the pants on. She knew they had to draw for the order, but she really wanted them first. Something inside of her really wanted them first. She was woken up early that morning by Brian. He just walked right on in and woke her up. Tibby hated to wake up early when she didn't have to, and she didn't have to today. She slapped Brian on the arm. "I hate you…don't…" He pretended not to be listening. "Good morning sunshine. We've got to be at Carmen's in an hour. I'd thought I'd take you to lunch." Tibby partially melted. She really didn't know why, but she did. Lately she'd been having feelings for Brian, but she couldn't tell him, in fear of losing their friendship. Brian pulled the covers off of her and tried to pull her out of the bed. "Up. It's almost 12:00…you really should be out of bed already. I've been awake since 9:00."

Tibby rolled out of bed and onto the floor. "I'm up." Brian laughed and helped her, as she pulled herself up. "No…now you are up." They both laughed.

Bee finally decided to go home. When she got there, she couldn't find Billy. She went to her room, and found a bathed and dressed Billy, looking through photo albums on her bed. She went into her bathroom and turned on the shower. "I'm going to take a shower and get dressed…then we leave for Carmen's. Tonight is going to be fun. By the way, could you go wake up Perry and tell him to get ready. I have to drop him off at work." Bridget ran into her bathroom and locked the door behind her.