Everyone nervously gathered in the lobby that morning. No one knew what lied ahead, or behind the closed doors. They were not nervous because for any good reason, but because they wanted to know what Caleb had left them. Although they tried not to show it, each person was wondering how much they would get from this dead man's will, and what everyone else would receive.

Julie, Kirsten, Sandy, Hailey, Lindsey, Marissa, Kaitlin, Ryan, and Seth waited quietly for the attorney to request their presence. No one knew what to say to anyone else. Marissa, Ryan, and Seth waited together. While Kaitlin, Julie, Kirsten, Hailey, and Sandy waited together. Lindsey was in the middle alone. She knew this was how it would be. Lindsey always knew that she never really fit into her family. She just was not one of them. Maybe she was not cool enough, or maybe she was too brainy. Any way it was put, she knew that she did not fit perfectly into the Cooper-Nichol-Cohen puzzle.

"Well, this isn't weird at all," Seth said, to break the silence among them.

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Ryan replied. Lindsey raised her eyebrows. He looked over at her. "Hey, I'm sorry if this is weird for you... On many levels."

"Really, it's fine. This isn't weird at all. My estranged father is dead, so now I'm waiting with my estranged family to have his will read," Lindsey said sarcastically.

"Yeah, this really does suck," Marissa chimed in. "I'm sorry if this is weird for you, Lindsey. You know, me and Ryan being together."

"It's really okay. I was the one who left, right? Besides, you two are made for each other. It was pretty obvious, even when we were dating," Lindsey answered.

"Sorry 'bout that," Ryan replied quietly. He looked very sullen with everything that was on his mind Especially Theresa and the baby. Lindsey looked over at him and smiled. "So where are you staying? Maybe we can all hang out while you're here."

"We're staying at the Mermaid Inn," Lindsey said.

"Oh, we know where that is, right?" Marissa said. She looked at Seth, Summer, and Ryan for support.

"Yeah, we all know where that is. Especially Ryan, buddy. He knows that place best," Seth answered. They all knew what that meant. The Mermaid was the place Theresa had stayed at when she was in Newport. That is where Ryan had gotten her pregnant.

"Seth, you can shut up now," Ryan replied. He glared at Seth.

"Um... okay," Lindsey said. Clearly, she was a little lost in their conversation. "But I don't think it's a good idea to hang out tomorrow."

"Come on, it's probably going to be one of your last nights in Newport. It'll be fun, I promise. And I promise that it wont be like the last time we hung out. We can all go out to eat or something," Marissa told her, remembering their "girls night out", which turned into Lindsey getting drunk and passing out.

Lindsey thought about it for a moment. It was not that she did not want to hang out with Ryan, Seth, Summer, and Marissa, who was her step-sister; it was just that she was not sure she would want to leave Newport after she hung out with them. She replied, "Well, I guess... as long as it doesn't turn out like last time!"

"We promise," Summer chimed in. "And if it does start to suck, I'm sure Ryan and Marissa can spice things up by finding someone to get in a fight with."

"Thanks, Sum, really," Marissa replied sarcastically.

"I'm just saying," Summer replied. "So tomorrow, we'll all come to pick you up, okay?"

Lindsey nodded, and said, "Okay, sounds great!"

The group became silent again. Everyone was very nervous. Then, Caleb's attorney, John Becker came out. He introduced himself to everyone, and asked that everyone step into his office, where they could all talk in a more private place.

"I'd like to thank everyone for taking the time to come here. Especially Hailey and Lindsey because they have had so far to travel. Now anyway, let's get down to business. As I'm sure you all know, Caleb Nichol was a smart man. He had several accounts, in many different places. Today, we'll start with Caleb's children and work our way out, if you will," the attorney explained.

Everyone seemed to take in a deep breath. No one knew what had been left for them - not even Julie or Kirsten - the two women who were closest to him at the time of his death.

"Kirsten and Sandy Cohen, your father left you the Newport Group, and three of his accounts, which come to the total of... $12 million dollars," Mr. Becker began. "Hailey Nichol, you were left as much. Now this money is not accessible at the moment. I want to make this clear."

Everyone looked at each other. Everyone knew that Hailey and Kirsten would get the most money, considering they were Caleb's daughters.

"Lindsey Gardner, your father actually left you something tangible, at the moment," the attorney began. He walked over and gave it to her. It was an envelope with a letter inside. A very long letter. "He also left you $6 million dollars."

Lindsey's jaw dropped. She could not believe that a man she did not know for the better half of her life was being this generous with his assets. Kirsten smiled at her.

"Now for the others. Seth Cohen, your grandfather left you $2 million dollars. He also left something saying that you cannot manage it until you're eighteen, though," Mr. Becker said. "And that is all that I have today, and I would like to thank everyone for coming. I will be contacting each one of you individually about how to proceed with your new found wealth."

Julie looked flabbergasted. She could not believe that she was not getting one penny out of Caleb's will. Julie felt almost slightly embarrassed. She could feel her face becoming red. Everyone got up and began to leave the room. Lindsey and Hailey were the first ones out into the hall.

"You're Lindsey, right?" Hailey asked.

"Yes," Lindsey replied.

"Hi, I'm Hailey," Hailey reached over to shake Lindsey's hand. "So you're the brainiac sister Kirsten's been telling me about..."

"Well, I don't know if I'm that smart," Lindsey answered. She beamed. She was glad her family considered her smart.

"It's nice to finally meet you. How old are you?" Hailey asked. "I'm twenty-six."

"I'm seventeen, but I'll be eighteen soon," Lindsey replied.

Hailey looked at her watch, and said, "Well, anyway, it was nice meeting you, finally! I have to go, though, so I'll see you later, maybe at Kirsten's? "

"Yeah, sounds great," Lindsey answered. She was uncertain about getting involved with the Cohens' again, but she decided to take the risk - considering she would only be there for the weekend.