The tearoom air was so tense and full of emotion. Ethan Jr. quickly left the room, obviously too angry at his father (Ethan Sr.) to speak. Theresa glared daggers at Ethan, convinced that he was the one that called Gwen here.

"What the hell is she doing here?" Theresa spit out.

"I-I honestly d-don't know," Ethan stuttered. He groaned and put his head in his hands. His life was over. As soon as Gwen walked in, Theresa would throw Ethan into her pile of disgusting memories and Gwen would probably divorce him (not likely as she was so completely infatuated with him) for almost losing her, her daughter. Please let this be a dream, Ethan groaned.

"Jane, baby! Mommy's here," Gwen called out, her footsteps were getting quicker and closer to the room. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Gwen stepped into the tearoom.

"M-mother," Jane said nervously. She bit her lip, unsure of what she thought of her mother. Of course she loved her. She had, after all, raised her (more or less because Jane was almost always in the care of her nannies or her father) but after what Theresa had told her, she wasn't sure anymore.

"Oh, baby, it's okay. Mother's here and she'll take you away from that mean old witch," Gwen opened her arms to hug Jane but Jane stepped away. Gwen frowned and snapped at Theresa, "What did you do to my daughter?"

"I did nothing to MY daughter," Theresa hissed. The two women started a staring contest, looking ready to rip each other's throats out.

"Jane, Lindsay, go upstairs," Jared, said firmly.

"No. My daughter is not going anywhere with the spawn of Theresa," Gwen growled.

Lindsay's jaw dropped as she muttered, "Bitch."

"Oh, no she didn't!" Theresa screamed. She launched herself at Gwen but felt two strong arms grab her waist.

"Theresa, you don't want to get any police involved," Jared told her.

"Oh, that is the least of my worries!" Theresa barked. She grit her teeth and said lowly, "Let go of me!"

"No."

"NOW!" Theresa dug her nails into Jared's arms and jumped on Gwen as Jared cried out in pain.

Jane and Lindsay's eyes widened in horror as they watched their mothers practically killing each other. Theresa grabbed bunch of Gwen's bleached hair and tugged as hard as she could while Gwen started ribbing Theresa hard. Ethan and Jared both stood at the side, trying to pull the two women apart without getting hurt themselves.

"STOP IT!" Lindsay and Jane screamed. The adults stopped and looked up, but not without Theresa pulling out a bunch of Gwen's hair first.

"Instead of fighting, just tell me the whole story," Jane sighed. "Please."

"Well, we used to live in Harmony and you, me, and your father were a happy family before this evil wench started destroying our lives because she was –" Gwen talked fast and furiously.

"Liar!" Theresa gasped.

"Daddy, why don't you tell me?" Jane said sweetly, looking up to Ethan.

"Yes, Ethan. Why don't you?" Gwen asked, looking up at him expectantly. She looked happy because she knew her husband would tell her the truth – or at least Gwen's truth.

"I – I," Ethan gulped. The glares he was getting from both Theresa and Gwen would be enough to melt all the snow from the ice age. He sighed before simply saying, "Theresa is your biological mother."

"WHAT?" Gwen screamed.

"Oh," Jane looked down.

"JANE WE ARE LEAVING!" Gwen grabbed Jane's hand and roughly pulled her away from the tearoom. Jane looked back to see Theresa breaking down, tears pouring down heavily. With a sigh, she thought, I'm so going to regret this later.

"No," Jane said, pulling her hand out of Gwen's reach.

"What did you just say to me?" Gwen shrieked.

"I-I, well. If Theresa is my mother, I-I think I should at least give her a chance," Jane smiled. "And I still love you mother, even if you are my stepmother."

"I am not your stepmother! They poisoned your mind! What did they tell you?" Gwen's eyes grew wide and her breathing was extremely heavy.

"I think I've heard enough over the last two hours," Jane said. "I'm fifteen now, in case you haven't noticed (which I don't think you have mother with the way you talk to me), and I think I can make my own decisions. And the decision I have come to now . . . is that I want to give Theresa a chance."

"NO!" Gwen screamed. She grabbed Jane by the hand and forcefully pulled her away. "I am your mother! If you can't remember what I have done for you in the past, I'll gladly remind you NOW!"

Jane looked back to the people in the room. It was evident that she was now very scared. She didn't know who this woman was. She had never seen this side of Gwen. It was almost – almost neurotic.

"I have bought you everything you could have possibly wanted, I brought you to school on the first day every single year, I –"

"No! I mean, that may be true but in case you haven't noticed – dad's the one that gives me everything I want, he earns the money, you just take me to the mall. True you bring me to school every year but that doesn't mean a thing! A lot of people's moms do that! And another thing . . . if you didn't have anything to hide, why are you resisting me staying with Theresa so much?" Jane said wisely, remaining calm.

Gwen froze in place. That question had stung and she had no answer to that. Jane tried to remove her hand from Gwen's grasp but Gwen was holding on tighter than ever.

"Ow, you're hurting me," Jane winced. Theresa quickly rushed over and pulled Jane's hand out of Gwen's reach.

"I think you heard her," Theresa smiled smugly.

Gwen growled and started laughing hysterically, "You'll never take my baby away! NO! YOU WON'T!" Gwen inched towards the nearest table, which had a pair of scissors on it (Author's Note: hmm… déjà vu, Passions watchers?), and grabbed them. Gwen raised the scissors over her head, ready to stab Theresa but Ethan acted fast and kicked the scissors out of her hands.

"Call police, I think Gwen needs help," Ethan called out, pinning Gwen on the ground.

"Somebody's lost their marbles," Lindsay said coolly but obviously frightened.

"That is the person I've lived with for fifteen years?" Jane said in disbelief, her voice shaking.

"Fourteen and a half, sweetie," Theresa reminded her.

ONE HOUR LATER

"So," Jane said slowly, "is it alright if I stay with you for the summer Theresa?"

"YES!" Theresa shrieked in excitement.

"So, dad… what is it about Ethan calling you dad?" Jane smiled.

Author's Note: Yay another chapter! One more chapter until the end of the story! This chapter was sort of psycho and neurotic, he-he, so I understand if it wasn't your taste. Next will be much happier but with a twist! Happy reading!

ANOTHER POLL:

Should I just add another chapter to close this story off or should I add alternate endings?

a) Alternate endings, duh!

b) One chapter, please.