This isn't what I ordered," Starr snitted. The waitress looked at her annoyed. She was young, still in high school, and had no clue why she even took this job.

"Starr, honey, it is what you ordered- a cheeseburger and fries," Blair informed her daughter.

"I said no pickle," Starr exclaimed. "This has a pickle. It's gross."

"Just take it off," Blair exclaimed exasperatedly.

"It's gross," Starr declared, her face stony. She looked up at the waitress. "Get me a new one." The waitress rolled her eyes, and grabbed the plate.

"Starr, it's things like that that make waitresses spit in your food."

"If she tries, I'll get her fired," Starr declared. "Daddy'll make sure she never gets another stupid minimum wage job again. He'll make sure she never goes to college and winds up working at Walmart forever!"

"Honey, your daddy-" Blair started.

"Did I tell you about Kelly?" Starr interrupted. She didn't want to hear her mother tell her dad wasn't coming home again. She knew it wasn't true.

"No what?"

"I was at Aunt Dorian's last night and Natalie came over, and she started screaming at Kelly," Starr informed her mother, with a devilish grin on her face.

Blair smiled. "Wish I had been there," she replied. "What'd they fight about?"

"Ace," Starr informed her mother. "Natalie didn't say everything, but apparently Kelly, like, stole him or something. I don't know. They were both acting pretty crazy. But then Natalie left, and Kelly cried. It was awesome."

"Natalie knows about Ace?" Blair said, more to herself then to Starr. "Oh god. If Natalie knows then…"

"Mom, what is it?" Starr asked. Blair grabbed her purse, and threw some money on the table.

"Come on Starr, we gotta go," Blair exclaimed.

"But I didn't even get my burger" Starr whined.

"We'll get something later. We gotta go to Aunt Dorian's now."

"Can we go to the palace? Anything's better than this dump," Starr snarked.

The two rushed out of the diner, pushing past John McBain in their hurry. John stared after them as they left, before taking out his cell phone.

"Bo, it's me. I talked to my guys at the FBI and they need the name now. So if you don't talk to Kelly soon, they will. And that could mean big trouble for her. Talk to you later."

"Crazy huh?"

John looked up. "Hey Antonio. Yeah. It is. Baby stealing- that's unbelievable."

"Not in this town," Antonio mused. "I mean, Jessica, Natalie- it's not exactly a new concept here."

"Yeah," John agreed. "So how've you been? I haven't seen you in awhile."

"Yeah, I've been trying to spend more time with Jamie. But RJ's so damn hard headed. It's like he doesn't know that I'm Jamie's dad. She's my little girl."

"That's tough," John agreed. "I'm sorry." He patted Antonio on the back.

"What's going on here?" Cristian asked, after having walked out of the kitchen to see his brother getting brotherly comfort from the man he despised.

"Cris," Antonio said.

"You're not actually friends with this creep are you Antonio?" Cristian accused his brother. "This man who's responsible for what happened to me."

"Cristian," John started," I know it's not enough, but you don't know how-"

"No, it's definitely not enough. It'll never be enough," Cristian declared. "And Antonio, if you're friends with him, then you are not my brother." Cristian stalked out. Antonio looked after him flabbergasted.

Bo looked at Dorian's house and sighed. This was not going to be a happy assignment. He rang the doorbell. And waited. And waited. Finally, the door opened.

"Bo," Kelly said tersely when she saw who it was. "Why don't you come in?"

Bo nodded, and followed Kelly into the living room. They sat down, on chairs opposite each other. Kelly looked at Bo expectantly.

"You know why I'm here?" Bo asked.

"Natalie paid me a visit last night," Kelly acknowledged. "I'll tell you everything."

"Good," Bo said.

"I'm glad it's you," Kelly told him, after a short pause. "Someone who knows me, who knows that I am not a horrible person. I didn't know. I didn't know he was stolen. I mean, maybe I did on some level. Paul told me he was abandoned. How could anyone abandon that perfect little boy? But he wasn't. And she wanted him back. So I let her take him. It was only right." Kelly looked down. "Am I going to jail?" she asked, in a whisper.

"I don't know," Bo told her honestly. "That's up to Daniel Colson. But her name, Kelly, I need her name."

"Babe Chandler," she stated. "Sounds made up huh? Kind of a stupid name, Babe. But she's his mother. She's a mother. Lucky her."

"Chandler? Any relation to Adam Chandler?" Bo asked.

Kelly nodded. "I believe his father is Adam Chandler Junior."

"Oh Kelly," Bo told her. "I think this thing just got a whole lot worse."

Kelly looked at him, frightened.