"I think I rather stand," Wes glared angrily at Alex. He was not at all happy to see him. This was the guy who took the woman he loved away from him. He wanted nothing to do with him. "And what does my father or Eric have to do with this?" Wes asked wanting to know why Alex would want them here. What possible reason could he have that it would concern his father and Eric. Did Alex want them there, because he thought that would prevent him from going all ape on him?

Alex had expected to get that answer back. Wes sure wasn't going to make things easy on him, and perhaps that's how it should be, after all this was his fault. He was the one responsible for taking Jen away from him, breaking his heart. Wes had every reason to be angry with him and question him. He had given Wes no reason to trust him. In fact if their roles were reversed he would probably behave just the same, maybe even worse. "Nothing. I just thought you'd like to have one of them here, maybe both of them." He knew what he needed to tell Wes would not be easy, in fact it would be the worse possible thing for anyone to hear.

"Why? Afraid I'm going to beat you up?" Wes was starting to lose his cool. Alex was just standing there, not saying a word. "What aren't you telling me?" he demanded. "Dammit, Alex! Just spit it out!" He wanted to get this over with so that he would never have to see or deal with Alex ever again.

Alex sighed heavily as he looked Wes in the eyes. It was time to get serious, time to rip off the bandage. "Please Wes. Please sit down." Alex's face softened a little. "Please." He was struggling to keep his composure, but he could already feel himself breaking apart, choking on his words. He hadn't thought it would be this hard, but it was. Sure there was a time when he resented Wes, maybe even hated him, because Wes was the reason he had lost Jen. But despite everything, he knew that Wes loved Jen and would have done anything for her, so while there may have been a time when he would have wished displeasure to the man before him. He took no pleasure in what he needed to do now.

Wes was starting not to like Alex's soft and gentler tone; in fact it scared him to death. This was not like the tough as nails by the book man he had known. He felt a cold chill go down his back, fearing the worst possible thing he could imagine, fearing what he had been feeling for weeks was about to be revealed. What he'd been dreading. He began shaking his head and could feel tears starting to leak through his eyes, stinging painfully. "No. No!" Wes gulped in heavily, trying to hold back his tears and pain. "It can't be!" He shook his head. "It's not true! She can't be!"

"Wes." Alex started forward towards Wes, realizing now he had been way too obvious. This wasn't how he had wanted things to come out. He wanted to break it to Wes gently, but Wes was able to see right through him. It was as if a part of Wes has known all along, that the connection he had with Jen had been so strong that he knew even with a thousand years between them.

Wes pushed him away not wanting his sympathy or comfort. "No. You're lying! She isn't…She can't be!" he yelled, feeling tears rush down his face. An uncontrollable pain ached in his heart that wouldn't go away. He felt his body give away and he dropped to his knees. "No. God no, please."

"I'm sorry, Wes." Alex felt sick to his stomach. Never had he been so sorry in all his life. "I'm so sorry."

Wes angrily jumped to his feet and violently attacked Alex. He grabbed at Alex, yelling into his face, losing control of himself. "So this is why you came back? To tell me the woman I love is…" And he couldn't get the words out. He didn't want to believe it. He didn't want to accept it. He couldn't. He looked Alex hard in the eyes. "Go to hell, Alex!" Wes shoved Alex against the wall and started towards his door, in a stormy manner.

"Wes wait," Alex called after him. "There's something you need to know!"

"I've had about enough of your shit!" Wes angrily shouted. "When I get back here you better be gone." Wes opened his door nearly knocking his father over, who had heard yelling coming from Wes's office.

"Wes, son..." But Wes didn't answer, just kept on moving down the hall. Collins turned to Alex. "What's going on here?"

Alex sighed heavily. "Jen's dead."

Collins closed his eyes, sighing, taking those two words in. 'Jen's dead.' The woman his son loved more than anything was not just gone back in her own time, but now she was dead. He looked straight at Alex, angry and upset. How could someone come here to tell someone the person they loved was dead. It was hard enough having her leave, but now to know she would never come back. It was unimaginable. "So you came all the way here to tell him that the woman he loves is dead?"

"No. There's more." Alex stepped forward sighing heavily as he faced the man who years earlier he saved the life of. "It's been five years, Mr. Collins. Five years since I've been here." He paused for a moment knowing this next part was going to come as a shock. "There is something you need to know, something both you and Wes need to know."

It was pouring rain out as the sky began getting darker. Lisa was sitting down in her living room, reading a book and listening to the storm, when she heard someone pounding on her door. "I'm coming, hang on!" She pulled her blanket off of her and set the book down on the coffee table. The pounding continued. "I'm coming," she yelled again.

She opened the door. And found Wes, soaking wet and shivering, his eyes red. He looked as if he'd lost his best friend in the world. "Wes?" she asked, almost not even sure if it was him.

"She's gone," he choked.

"Who's gone?" She looked at him, confused. "What are you talking about?"

Tears shone in Wes's eyes, and the words just slipped from his mouth. "Jen's dead," and that was all he had to say, two simple words, that had more meaning than anything. The woman he had never stopped loving was dead, gone forever. He would never see her again, never be able to tell her how much he loved her. He would never kiss her lips again and never be able to hold her in his arms. He was never able to say goodbye.

And then he just fell apart, falling in front of her door, but Lisa quickly put her arms around him, letting him cry on her shoulder. She didn't know what to say, sorry just didn't seem good enough. It wasn't strong enough to fix this. So she just held him, like he was a small child.

Eric pounded on the hotel room door. It was late morning, and Wes hadn't returned home from the night before. Alec phoned Eric and told him all he knew about the situation, and asked him to track down both his son and Alex. All Alec knew was that Alex had something important to say, but he wouldn't tell him, not without telling Wes first.

"Eric," said Alex flatly, as he opened the door. He looked slightly surprised to see him, as if he wasn't expecting or even anticipating Eric finding him. "How'd you find me? I didn't even tell Wes's father where I was staying."

"I have my ways." Eric stared at Alex angrily. Angry that just when Wes was getting his life back together, Alex showed up and destroyed any chance of Wes ever getting his life back together. "You have a lot of nerve, you know! It wasn't enough that you had to rip the woman he loved more than anything from him, but then you have the guts to come back and tell him she's dead!" He glared at Alex hard, if looks could kill Alex would be dead right where he stood. "And they say, I'm the asshole!" Never had he wanted to punch someone so bad.

"Eric wait, before you do anything, there's something you have to understand-" started Alex, as he began to back away from Eric, knowing that at any moment his face might meet with Eric's fist.

Eric clenched his hand into a fist, getting ready to strike. "The only thing that I understand is what a selfish son of a-"

"Daddy?" a little five year old boy came running out of the bedroom, startled at the sight, of a man's fist coming very close to his father's face. The young boy stood frozen.

Alex turned to his son. "Schuyler."

Eric stood frozen, looking from the boy and then back to Alex. He slowly released his fist and backed away from Alex. Whether it was because he didn't want the boy to see him beat the crap out of his father or whether he was caught off guard, he was not sure. The last thing he expected to find in this room was a young boy, much less one calling Alex 'daddy'.

"Schuyler, go back into your room and shut your door. Okay?"

"Okay," he answered nodding his head as he went back into the bedroom and closed the door behind him.

Once they were alone again, Alex faced Eric. He was a loss for words, of where he should start or even if he should start. This wasn't how he planned for things to turn out. Alex sighed, he hadn't planned on a lot of things.

Eric looked Alex hard in the eyes, questioning. "Daddy?"

"Look, I know what you're thinking."

"Oh, I bet you do," remarked Eric harshly. "This just keeps on getting better, by the minute. First you taking Jen away from Wes, then coming back here telling him she's dead, and now I find out you had a kid with her." Eric crossed his arms against his chest. "Wes is just going to love this."

Alex sighed heavily, knowing now was the time for the truth to be told. It was time to reveal the big secret. The secret that Jen and him had never revealed to anyone, until now. "Well, I'm not exactly the father."

"What do you mean you're not the father, how else-" And that's when it hit Eric smack in the face. "Shit!"

"Eric, hey." Lisa moved aside and let Eric in and closed the door behind them. "He's in the living room."

"Thanks for calling." Eric felt lost at what to do. This wasn't something he was trained for. "Um, h-how is he?" He knew it was a dumb question to ask, even as he asked it, but…

"Not good." Lisa sighed. "He was a wreck when he showed up last night, pretty messed up. I was able to get him to eat something this morning."

Eric nodded his head, sighing. "Thanks for your help." He leaned forward and hug her gently, knowing this hadn't been easy on her. This was a lot for her to deal with given her relationship with Wes, their on again and off again relationship. Most girls would have walked away a long time ago, but not her.

"Any time," she smiled faintly.

Eric returned the smile and slowly walked into the living room. Lisa headed in the opposite direction, knowing that Eric needed to be alone with Wes.

Eric found Wes curled up on the couch, not moving, face down, depressed. Eyes dry, he had shed all his tears the day before, there was nothing left. "Wes..." Eric stepped forward so he was facing him. Wes didn't even flinch. Eric sighed and smiled faintly. "Look I know it hurts and it's a lot to deal with, but you need to talk to Alex." Eric now knew that Alex hadn't come back to cause Wes pain. He had come back for a far bigger reason. "He has something very important he needs to tell you." Wes didn't answer. He hadn't even acknowledged Eric. "Wes-"

"There's nothing more I need to hear from that bastard!" Wes's words were harsh, filled with anger and envy, as far as Wes was concerned there was nothing that Alex could say to him now that would change anything that he was feeling now.

"I think there is." Eric got right into Wes's face knowing he needed to get through to his friend and convince him to see Alex. "There's something you don't know."

"If you know, just tell me. I have nothing more to say to him." Wes clenched his fist. "He can rot in hell for all I care."

Eric knew Wes had every right to be angry, hurt, upset and whatever else he was feeling, but right now he needed Wes to be levelheaded. He needed him to be the easy going cool headed Wes he has always known. "Look I could tell you, but it would be better coming from him. I'll go with you."

Wes turned his head away. He didn't want to see Alex. He didn't want to talk to Alex. He didn't want anything to do with Alex. Alex was just a reminder of what he has lost.

Eric grabbed Wes's shoulder. "Trust me," Eric told him with a faint smile. "You're going to want to hear this. It will be hard to hear, but you need to hear it." Eric knew that once Wes hears the truth that it could change things for the better. "And you may find it's not what you expected."

"Fine." Wes glared Eric hard in the eyes. "But the moment he says something I don't like, I'm gone."

Eric nodded his head. "Okay."

Eric and Wes met Alex in the lobby. The room was empty. It was just the three of them. Alex was sitting alone on one of the couches when Wes and Eric walked around and sat down on the couch that was facing Alex. Several minutes passed of just silence and awkward and uncomfortable glances, until Wes broke the silence.

"Before you say anything," Wes raised his eyes, looking right at Alex. "I just want to know one thing. Did you marry her?"

Alex sighed heavily, bowing his head down. He let a couple of moments pass until he looked up to meet Wes's questioning gaze. "Yes," he answered softly.

Wes felt a pang of hurt go through his heart, tearing it to pieces, as far as he knew his life was falling apart. "I think I heard about enough." Wes stood up and started moving very quickly towards the door.

"Do something!" Eric shouted to Alex. He knew that Wes and Alex had a complicated relationship that revolved around Jen, but the two needed to get over whatever issues they had with each other and start dealing.

"Wes, she was pregnant!" Alex jumped to his feet.

Wes stopped dead in his tracks, and slowly turned around. "What did you say?"

"Jen was pregnant, Wes."

"Pregnant?" Wes twisted the word around in his head. "What are you talking about?"

Alex sighed, heavily stepping forward. "Jen was pregnant before we left to go back to our time," Alex gulped in heavily, "With your child." Alex waited for Wes to respond, but Wes was clearly too blown away to respond. "You have a son, Wes. You have a five year old son."

"I have a son?" Wes didn't know what to think anymore. He ran his hands through his hair. "Jen was pregnant?"