Angel: (huggles) YAY! you're back!

Me: I know, I got an idea.

Mimi: Tell us!

Me: You just have to read and see. Angel, get out of my dress now!

Angel: Story first, dress later.

Mark turned around and faced his son. "Ryan, there's something you need to know that I haven't told you. You see…when I was 24 in 1990, I…I…Guys I can't do this" he said as he broke down again.

"Dad what's going on? What did you do, murder someone? Do we have to get outta town?"

"No, no it's not that. Okay it's time to stop beating around the bush. Ryanwheniwastwentyfourimetyourmomwegotengagedandshegotpregnantwithyouwewereonourwaytothehospitalandshewentintolaborandthesubwaybrokedownauntmimideliveredyouonthetrainandyourmomdiedtenminutesafteryouwereborn" he said in one breath.

"What?" Ryan asked.

Mark sighed, "Ryan, Aunt Mo wasn't your surrogate mom. Your mom was Nadia Andrews. She had you on the Q train on June 6th, 1990 and died 10 minutes later from a massive blood loss."

Ryan looked at his dad in complete horror. "WHAT!"

"Ryan don't be upset with your dad, it was too much for him to bear and.."

"What else haven't you told me? I spent 16 years without an actual mom and you just spring up one day and say your mom's dead?"

Collins sat next to him " Ryan, come on buddy just sit back down and…"

"I can't, sorry guys. I can't be in the same place as him" Ryan said, grabbing his coat and ran out of the loft.

Mark sat there slumped over the chair sobbing on Collins shoulder. "I lost Nadia, now Ryan? What do I have to live for now?"

"Mark don't talk like that"

"Oh come on, you know it's true! I'm forty years old, raising a teen son practially alone. We live in conditions beyond hellish; I haven't sold a film in 2 years. The only thing that kept me from killing myself was the fact that I had Ryan, and now that he's gone…"

Roger stood up, "Okay that's it, I'm going to go find him," he said as he got his jacket.

Joanne followed him to the door. "Roger, it's below freezing out there…"

"I know, but if I don't find him and Mark hurts himself or worse Ryan will never forgive himself. Call the cops and give them Ryan's recent picture, I'll be back. Just to be safe hide all the sharp knives and anything he can use to hurt himself" he said as he ran out the door.

Angel: (cries)

Me: I know sweetie (pats) but he'll be okay

Mimi: What happens now?

Me: I'm not sure

Angel: (to readers) Give her ideas!

Mimi: What's gonna happen to Rachel?

Me: Oh I have something in mind but I need reviews.

Mimi: R&R!

Angel: Please! We'll give you cake!