Julie walked into Kirsten's office that day with a mission. She needed to know if Kirsten would round up Hailey and Lindsey, in order for the will to be read. Julie was running out of money. Her lavish lifestyle could not be supported without the money that was in Caleb's will. Kirsten was sitting at her desk in her office doing some work on her computer. Things around the Newport Group now a days were not very hectic.

"Hey, Kirsten, can I come in?" Julie asked.

"Sure, what's up?" Kirsten asked in response.

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about your father's will. Do you know what he wanted?" Julie wondered.

"Dad was never really open about anything like that. I know he got his will changed when my mom died, but I don't know anything past that," Kirsten said. "Don't you know what he wanted?"

"I didn't, that is until I talked with his attorney," Julie replied.

"So what did Dad want?" Kirsten questioned.

"Well, according to the attorney, in order for the will to be read, all of his children have to be present. Naturally, you, and Sandy would be there. He didn't say anything about Marissa and Kaitlin," Julie began to explain.

"They should probably be there too," Kirsten told her.

"That's what I thought too, but he also said that all Caleb's children have to be there, which means Hailey and Lindsey too. I was wondering if maybe you could get in contact with them," Julie said.

"I can try. I know Hailey is busy right now, but I'm sure she could find some time. Renée, Lindsey's mother, gave me their address in Chicago, for if anything came up, so I'll try and reach them, as well," Kirsten answered.

"Thanks, KiKi," Julie replied. Kirsten hated it that Julie called her that, but she knew that it was a sign of friendship, almost. Closeness, anyway. Julie left her office almost immediately after Kirsten said that she would get in touch with her other siblings, which she decided to do then, considering she had the time, and there was nothing better to do. Kirsten got Hailey's number out of her Rolodex, and began to dial it on the company phone. One thing, for sure, at least she would not have to pay the long distance charges.

"Hi, is Hailey Nichol there?" Kirsten asked. The receptionist told her to wait one moment while she transferred her to Hailey's extension.

Hailey picked up on the other end and said, "Hello, Hailey Nichol, speaking."

Kirsten smiled. She could not believe how grown up her kid sister was, and all in the space of one year. Then again, she was no longer a child. She was twenty-six years old. Kirsten said, "Wow, you sound so grown up."

"Keeks!" Hailey asked in excitement. She was very happy to hear from her sister. Hailey was also concerned about how things had gone at the treatment center.

"Hey, Hail. Gosh, I was going to leave you a voice mail. I never thought you would be at work right now. In fact, I don't even know what time it is right now in Japan. So what's up" Kirsten asked her sister.

"Well, it's around midnight here We're having a sort of crisis right now, which is why I'm in the office," Hailey explained.

"Oh, well, should I let you go?" Kirsten wondered.

"No, I want to hear from you. How you've been doing and stuff," Hailey told her.

"I'm good. I've been working and living outside of the treatment center for two months," Kirsten told her. "It's been good."

"Hey, that's great. I'm proud of you, Sis. I just wish Mom would have done the same," Hailey replied.

"Yeah, I know, but she was just as stubborn as Dad, which is why they worked, I guess," Kirsten answered. They were silent for a moment, and Kirsten thought it would be a good time to mention about the will. "Listen, Hailey, the reason I called was because there's some news about Dad's will."

"What news?" Hailey asked.

"Julie talked with his attorney, and he said, that all of Dad's children have to be present for the will to be read. It's what Dad wanted, I guess," Kirsten explained.

"Okay, so that's both of us, Sandy, and the Cooper kids, right?" Hailey said. "All that's missing is me. I'll try and get over there as soon as possible."

"Well, actually, Hailey there is something that someone needs to tell you, probably me," Kirsten began.

"What is it?" Hailey wondered.

"We have another sister," Kirsten told her. She waited for her reaction. The line was silent for a moment. She knew that Hailey was trying to process the information.

After a moment, she said, "We - we have another sister?"

"Yeah, we do. She's Seth and Ryan's age. Remember when Mom and Dad were going through that hard time? That's when it happened," Kirsten explained. "Her name is Lindsey. She lives in Chicago now - with her mother."

"Well, how do you know that she is actually Dad's child, and why didn't anyone tell me about this?" Hailey questioned.

Kirsten knew that someone should have told Hailey, but with her living in Japan, it was hard to remember to tell her. Besides, with her past of gallivanting all over the world, most of time, people did not have a phone number for her anyway, so most of time, people did not bother to contact her. "Dad had a DNA test done last year, when light was shed on the whole situation. It proved that she was in fact his daughter, and our half sister, and I guess that we forgot to say anything because most of time, in previous years when you didn't have a phone, we couldn't contact you."

"Yeah, I realize that now I should have had a phone then, so people would remember to tell me these things now," Hailey replied. "Well, anyway, I'll try and get the first flight that I can, so we can resolve this mess."

"Thanks, Hail. I'll try and contact Lindsey now," Kirsten replied. Hailey shuddered on the other end. She could not believe her father had done anything like that. They said their goodbyes, and Hailey went back to work, while Kirsten tried to contact the Wheeler-Gardner's. She found the number Renée gave her, and dialed it. It rang three times before someone answered. It was Renée.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Hi, this is Kirsten Cohen. Is this Renée?" Kirsten wondered.

"Yes, it is. What's going on?" Renée asked.

"Um... several months ago, my father passed away, as I think you already know. Well, there was a waiting period, set by my dad for his will to be read. Now that period has passed, but in order for it to be read, all of his children have to be present, and Lindsey was named. I was wondering if maybe you and Lindsey could come out here for a couple of days, so that we might get this business with his will cleared up," Kirsten explained. "You wouldn't have to stay long."

"All right... but I want to talk about it with Lindsey first, before I say anything definate, is that all right?" Renée asked.

"Sure, but can you let me know by tomorrow?" Kirsten wanted to know. "How is Lindsey doing?"

"She's okay. She misses California, but she doesn't want to leave Chicago either. Anyway, I'll let you know tomorrow, absolutely," Renée said. They hung up with each other. Finally, Kirsten thought, the will would be read.