"Michael knows that Bianca is pregnant! Can you believe that!?" Maggie looked at David and Kendall angrily.
David turned to her, shock on his face. "He what!?"
"Bianca told him. For some reason, she felt he had a right to know." Kendall slumped down in her chair. Maggie, David, Aidan, and Kendall were all in Aidan & Kendall's condo. Maggie had needed someone to confide it, since she had her encounter with Michael. She and Kendall also wanted to know from David what they could expect from Bianca in the next few months with her pregnancy.
"I swear, if I ever get my hands on him..." David shook his head.
"Yeah, well, you're going to have to wait in a very long line." Kendall replied as she sipped her tea. Aidan came and sat down next to her, looking at them all earnestly.
"You know, I know a bunch of guys who could make it look like an accident. And I'm completely willing to help them."
David gave him a serious glance. Kendall gave a rhetorical chuckle. Maggie leaned forward, eager.
"I'll help too."
David jumped up. "No way, Maggie. You are family, and you are not getting mixed up in this."
"Yeah, well, after what he did to Bianca, he doesn't deserve to live."
Kendall was silent, the air thick with her thoughts. Aidan wanted to hear whatever ideas Maggie or David came to.
But they were completely silent.
"Do you think it is possible for her to truly move on?" Maggie asked quietly.
David put his hand supportively over hers. "I honestly don't know. I've never met a woman who completely moved on."
"My mother hasn't." Kendall mentioned. She connected with all of their eyes. She was overcome by helplessness.
"I can tell you this though," Aidan chimed in. They all turned to him. "I've never met a rape victim." He paused for a moment, then smiled. "Only rape survivors."
"Bianca is a survivor. I know this with every ounce of my being." Kendall said strongly, her voice matched her words. Her eyes were filled with hope for her sister.
They all saw movement outside. They knew it was Michael coming home from an errand. Look over here, you bastard. We want you to know we are watching you.
David broke the silence. "Something still needs to be done about him."
They all turned to each other.
"Whatever we do, we are in it together. No trace found, no Michael in our lives..." Maggie put her hand out for them to see. "Bianca will be at peace again."
Kendall gave a small smile, nodding her head. She fought back her tears, and clasped Maggie's hand. David and Aidan followed suit.

Jackson was becoming increasingly worried about his fiancé. She wasn't eating too much. She wasn't sleeping well. She was becoming quiet and agitated.
He entered her penthouse after she let him in. She stood next to the mantel, her back towards him. He walked over to her, putting his arms around her.
"I'm worried about you, Erica."
She shook her head. "It's not me you need to be worried about. If I were you, I'd be worried about finding Michael's body in a ditch somewhere."
He wasn't surprised. "You're not going to kill Michael Cambias."
She spun around him, indignant. "Why not? I'm capable. The man raped my daughter and got let off for it! Of course I would take justice into my own hands."
He pulled away, sighing. "Erica, there are plenty of other people in town, including me, who want to see Michael dead. I know you're one of them, but I will be damned if you are the one who actually does it!"
He sat down wearily.
She stared at him. She felt the first hint of her heart becoming real again. "You want to kill him?"
He nodded, his head hanging down.
"That's not you, Jackson."
He looked at her, his eyebrows raised. "what you might believe in whatever you can feel left in your heart, I know it's not you either."
She closed her eyes to his words. She was determined to stand firm. She was determined to make herself believe she could kill him.
Jackson moved over to her. He rubbed her arms with his hands. She was tense, cold. "I know you're trying to shut down your heart."
"Its only use is for keeping your blood pumping."
"You still have your heart though, Erica, whether you want to believe it or not. And in that heart, is all the love you hold for me, Bianca, Kendall, and Reggie."
I am cold to everyone, everything. I do not feel my heart. I do not need my heart.
"You need your loved ones, Erica. Just like we need you."
Tears suddenly flowed from Erica's eyes. She let out a sob. She didn't even know she needed to cry. Jackson hugged her tightly. She buried her face against his chest. All he could do was hold her.