Dedicated to: Terri

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"What the hell is that jackass doing here?" Jared growled, walking protectively in front of Theresa and Lindsay.

"Taking my daughter back home," Ethan barked. The two held a silent staring contest, daring one of them to back away from the piercing glares they were sending each other.

"No! I want an explanation as to what is going on!" Jane yelled. She was completely fed up with the adults getting caught up in their own worlds, making hers more difficult. Was she really supposed to believe that her mother – or stepmother, as Theresa said – wasn't her mother? It was true that for the majority of her childhood Jane was left with the nannies, her father, or one of her grandmothers but she still loved her mother – err, stepmother.

"Well, sweetheart –," Theresa said.

"Don't bother Theresa. We are leaving. Come on Jane," Ethan took his daughter by the shoulder to only be stopped by Jane putting her foot down and Jared firmly planting his arm on Ethan's shoulder, preventing him from leaving.

"Remember what Theresa told you that day? Ring any freaking bells?" Jared asked, his voice was dangerously low and Lindsay cringed. Her father only did that when he was over the top, and we mean over the world, mad.

"No. I don't think so," Ethan said coolly. He clearly remembered what Theresa had just told him a few minutes before.

"SAVE IT!" Theresa's eyes looked as if fire was set to them, her normally calm expression was turned to hate and disgust, "I told you that if I ever saw you or Gwen again, I'd haul your sorry as –" Theresa looked at the two bewildered girls and instead of saying some censored language, she replaced it with, "I mean, sorry butts to prison!"

"Well let me refresh your memory," Jared pulled back his fist and was about to slam it hard into Ethan's face. A scream was heard at the top of the stairs before Jared had a chance to make contact with Ethan's nose.

"Grandmother!" Jane screamed, running to the top of the stairs to hug her grandmother Rebecca. Rebecca's face was utterly white and full of terror. When Jane went to hug her, she didn't notice and only looked bug-eyed at the sight of seeing Ethan at the Crane Mansion.

"Rebecca. I told you that you are no longer welcomed at Crane," Theresa growled. Without responding, and carefully peeling of Jane, Rebecca turned around without a word, taking out her cell phone.

With Rebecca….

Ring, ring, ring…

"Hello?" a female voice picked up on the other line.

"Gwennie, we have a problem!" Rebecca choked.

"What?" Gwen Winthrop sighed exasperatedly. Her mother was getting on her nerves lately.

"JANE IS HERE AT CRANE!" Rebecca screamed into the phone, then quickly looked left and right to make sure no one heard her.

"What did you just say?" Gwen hissed.

"Get your butt here now!" Rebecca whispered into the phone and hung up without a reply.

On the other side of the line, Gwen shakily placed the phone into the receiver. Her breathing was shallow and she felt very hot and her nerves were getting the best of her. Then, she grabbed her car keys and jumped into the car.

"No one is taking my baby girl," she grumbled before taking off.

"Why was Grandmother here, dad?" Jane asked inquisitively.

"Rebecca's your grandmother?" Lindsay said, disgust tainting her voice. She remembered all the times she spent with that horrible woman. It was absolutely disgusting.

"Yes – what about her?" Jane snapped. In just a short time, the girls turned against each other. Insulting each other's family in their minds.

"Hideous woman," Lindsay smirked.

"Well, you know you backstabbing bi –"

"STOP!" Ethan cut in before it got rated R.

The two girls returned to staring daggers at each other.

"Get out now, you fucking bastard. You aren't welcomed here," Jared hissed, pulling Theresa in closer to him. Emotions welled up inside of Theresa, making her burst out crying.

"Give me back my daughter!" she hiccupped.

"I am not your daughter!" Jane barked.

"Good because I'd hate to have a brat as a sister!"

"WELL THEN IT'S YOUR LUCKY DAY, ISN'T IT?"

"How would you feel, Jane, if you knew that Gwen had kidnapped you?" Theresa dragged out the word 'kidnapped'. Jane froze immediately and stared at Theresa.

"W-what?"

"Yes, that's right. Your so-called 'mother' only has you because she stole you from me!" Theresa fluttered her eyes shut and tried to get the images of that horrible night out of her mind.

"No, she didn't!" Jane said, only half believing Theresa. She couldn't wholly trust her but she couldn't trust her 'mother' either. She knew that Gwen had been in quite a few asylums.

"Theresa, I –," Ethan stammered.

"Save it, Ethan. Don't you think you've done enough?" she said calmly. Ethan couldn't help but feel as if she had just torn him apart. Ethan shut up. Silence overcame everything and the only noise left in the awkward room was the sound of Jared's low growls directed toward Ethan.

Finally giving up, Jane sighed, "Can we talk over a snack or something?"

Theresa smiled and said, "Of course, baby!"

Jane winced as Theresa called her 'baby' but did not object. Lindsay continued to glare at Jane before Jane put out her hand to her, saying, "I'm sorry Lin. Can you forgive me for being such a bitch?"

Lindsay softened her gaze but still glared at her piercingly. Looking down at Jane's open hands, she said, "No."

"What?" Jane asked, heartbroken.

After a minute or two, Lindsay cracked a smile and said, "Psyche!" she giggled and pulled Jane into a hug, "Though you have been quite a drama queen, Jane Marie Winthrop."

"Right back at ya," Jane slung her arm around Lindsay's shoulders and the two of them walked into the tearoom gossiping. Theresa smiled at them and followed quickly, escaping her husband's tight hold on her. When it was just Ethan and Jared in the room, the silence and tension was so thick that it could be cut with a very large knife.

"Do anything stupid and I swear you will never see again," Jared threatened Ethan and walked in. Ethan sighed and followed him, completely unaware of the fact that Rebecca Hotchkiss (ex Crane) had watched the entire scenario.

"I understand what you're saying and I'm sorry that you lost your daughter but there is no way that I could be your daughter," Jane said, still in complete denial. Theresa sighed and looked to Ethan or Jared for support, finding none. Ethan had decided to zone out and Jared was cracking his knuckles dangerously.

'Well, at least Ethan is letting me explain and didn't drag her off' she thought with a bright smile.

"And why not?" Lindsay asked, sipping her mocha frappacino as if she were a model.

"Well . . . number one: Look at my hair and look at your mother's and my father's," Jane motioned toward the two. "I have platinum blonde and there is no way that I could have gotten hair like this from them. Besides, my mother," (Theresa cringed) "has hair almost exactly like mine."

"Well, I guess your twin brother's genes could have rubbed off on you," Theresa said thoughtfully. Jane looked at her as if she were crazy.

"Mom!" a male voice called out. A handsome young man, named Ethan Crane, walked into the tearoom (causing Jane to drool without stop).

"Yes, honey?" Theresa asked happily. Though Jane did not believe her, Theresa felt as if she were halfway there! She would soon have her baby girl back with her.

"I – wait… is that – JANE?" Ethan gasped. Jane quickly stopped her drooling and groaned. What was the matter with these people? She couldn't be Theresa's daughter. Or – maybe that guy, Theresa's son, had just known her when she was younger.

"Hello," Jane muttered.

"No way…" Ethan Jr. (A.N. - as I will call him from this point on) gasped. Then Ethan Jr. turned to face Ethan Winthrop and growled with much hate, "Dad."

Jane's eyes bugged out.

"WHAT!" Jane screamed.

"Hey, kiddo," Ethan smiled, hoping to lighten Ethan Jr.'s mood.

"Shut it," Ethan Jr. hissed.

"What is –," Jane stuttered.

"JANIE!" a voice called from the entrance hall. "JANE!"

"Gwen?" Ethan said with fear. 'Crap, she found us. She's going to kill me!' he thought.

"Jane, darling, where are you?"

"Why is that bitch here?" Theresa snapped. Obviously, Ethan called her here to drag him out of this situation. So it had all been a trap to bring her down. Ethan had plotted to take her daughter away from her once again. "Ethan . . ."

Author's Note: And cut! Sorry I haven't updated in almost a MONTH! But I will continue until the very end. Sorry to Terri.. I know I said I'd update last Friday or something but things came up. Hope y'all can forgive me! Tell me what you think of this chapter and I will do an audience poll about the next chapter:

Should Jane go back with Ethan and Gwen or go to Theresa and Jared?

a) Definitely Ethan and Gwen.

b) Theresa and Jared, baby!

c) Neither, duh…

d) Just dump her on the streets..

Thanks! I'll try to update soon (though school has been making things hella crazy)!