Cameron got in her car and drove to Mama's. Once she arrived, she entered the house and Steve instantly saw her upset.

"What's wrong baby girl?"

"I think I made a mistake."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I went by to see him this afternoon, hoping to find out what happened today. He asks me to leave."

"Cam, you didn't make a mistake. I promised him I would let him tell you what's going on. However, I'm going to tell you that he's got some choices to make. You're going to be affected by them, and they aren't going to be easy for him to make."

"Steve, you're not helping matters here. I just wish someone would tell me what's going on. I know I am usually the last one to find out about things, but in this case, I think I should have been the first."

Steve got up, having to go into the home office for something. Cameron followed him and had a seat in one of the chairs. Something on Mama's desk caught her eye. By the time Steve finally noticed what she had seen and tried to grab it, it was too late. What Cameron held in her hand was the script for Christmas night. She knew J.P. was booked to work on that show. However, as she looked at it more closely, she realized that he had been replaced by the guy from California whom had worked for them this weekend. Cameron was going to get answers and she was going to get them now. About that time, Mama walked in the back door. Cameron stormed out of the office and into the kitchen.

"Mama, you want to tell me why the main event for Christmas was changed?"

"Cameron…"

"Look, everyone's giving me the fucking run around here, and I'm getting sick of it. I better start getting some answers now."

By that time, Steve had made his way into the kitchen.

"Mama, don't. He wants to tell her."

"Well, he's done a fine job of not telling me anything as of this moment. I wanna know what the hell is going on damn it! That's all I ask! Mama?"

"I'm sorry sweetie; I can't give you what you're looking for."

"You know, I was finally stupid enough to fall for someone again. He's already keeping secrets from me. Not only that, the people I trust so implicitly are lying to me as well. Too bad Sircy's leaving. It's nice to know who you can trust around here anymore. It's definitely not the two of you."

Cameron stormed out the back door, with Steve hot on her heels yelling for her.

"Cameron, wait!"

"Until you can tell me the truth, fuck you!"

Cameron slammed her door and was soon peeling out of the driveway. Within seconds, Steve was pulling out his cell phone. He dialed up one of the few numbers he knew by heart.

"Yea?"

"You've got to tell her what's going on."

"What happened?"

"After she left your place, she came here. Before I had a chance to put it away, she saw the Christmas script and flipped out. She knows you're not working, but that's all she knows. J.P., you've got to tell her, and you've got to tell her now."

"What did she say?"

"She asked Mama why the script had been changed, and I told her not to tell Cameron because you wanted to. She said she was sick and tired of getting the run around. She said she was stupid enough to fall in love with someone and you were already lying to her. She also thinks we're lying to her. In her words, the people who she trusts implicitly were now lying to her. Now that Sircy was leaving, she knows who she can trust and it definitely wasn't me and Mama. After she stormed out the back door, I went after her. When I called out to her, she said that until I could learn to tell the truth, fuck you."

"Damn it Steve. I knew she would want to know what the doctor said today. I didn't know how to tell her that I may have to go back to Canada. I'll take care of this Steve."

When J.P. ended his conversation with Steve, he instantly got showered and changed. He hoped in the Saturn and drove over to Cameron's. The entire drive, he dreaded over what could possibly happen when he arrived. He knocked on the back door, and Kat answered.

"What do you want?"

"Kat, I need to talk to her."

"You mean you need to lie to her again."

"No, I need to talk to her."

"You got what you wanted. Now you can leave her alone and go on about your pathetic little life."

"I can't leave her alone."

"Why the hell not? You want to hurt her even more? I'm sorry, I can't let you do that."

"Kat, I love her more than the waking world. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. I'm here to make things right again."

"I shouldn't be doing this, but I'm going to let you in. If you hurt her any more, God help you, I won't hesitate to make a phone call to Spring Hill quicker than you could blink an eye."

"Thanks Kat."