Long time no see. I finally picked this one up, and boy do we have some plot twists in here. So, for the record Grell is 25, Will is 28, Jacques is 34, Missy is 26, William's mother (Diane) is 47, and the Chairman is 52. This whole episode is a little fucked up with family drama and all, so prepare yourselves!

"Well, well, I never thought I would see you in a filthy hole like this."

"Hello, Jacques."

"What brings you down here so soon? Did that whore finally show his true colors? I can tell you how to keep him at bay. What say you? Do you want to know how I kept him at my side so long? How I kept him loyal all those years? Hmmm, William?"

"You make me sick. I'd never treat him as horrible as you. He's not some whore to be abused into submission."

"Oh, you're siding with the little tramp now, are you? You're such a B student."

"Grades hardly have any part in this, Jacques."

"Why'd you come here, anyway?"

"I want to know how the hell Grell even ended up with you in the first place."

William tried his best not to let Jacques' comments get to him. After all, he came to get to the bottom of Grell's inability to pick himself up after the fight at headquarters a month ago. He had no interest in Jacques, yet he needed the bastard in order to understand Grell's darkest years at the academy. God how he hated this waste of space. If he had his way, this idiot would have already been dead.

"What makes you so sure I'll tell you how we ended up together?"

"I was never expecting you to readily agree, so I am prepared to pull some strings to have your sentence shortened by three years."

"Oh? And you think I would believe that you of all people could be able to get my father to overturn the Council's decision?"

"I already did, Jacques."

William held up an official letter from the Chairman with his bold signature printed in the middle of the page under his official seal. Jacques' eyes widened. Of course William would be the only person who would be able to persuade his father to reverse the Council's decision. He always had been the favorite.

"Wow, I never actually thought you would get the old man to cut me some slack."

"I merely proved your usefulness to your father. You obviously wouldn't be completely out of the woods. You would still have two years of probation and a year of community service."

"Fair enough. Our whole relationship was your fault, you know."

William started. What did this asshole mean it was his fault? How in the world was he responsible for a relationship like that? He had barely even known Grell in school.

"How did you come to this conclusion?"

"You mean to say he never told you? My, my, I never would have thought he would keep that to himself. To think I would know more about William T. Spears than you little lovebird. He stalked you for the first two years in the academy."

"What do you mean you know more about me than Grell? I know he stalked me, and I know to what lengths he went to find out more about me. What are you trying to get at?"

"He wanted to know more about you, until I intervened. I know you were only interested in your studies at that point, so he settled for the next best thing; your older brother."

In all twenty-eight years of his life, William had never heard such an outrageous claim. He doesn't have any siblings. His father died before he was even born and his mother never remarried. Even if his mother had had a child before him, there would be no way she would have given him up for adoption had she not been able to care for the both of them.

"My father is dead, and I have no siblings."

"So you think. Your mother only told you that so you wouldn't hate him. You knew who he was up until you were four. Your mother did not want the two of you to continue bonding because she feared you would resent him. He couldn't be the father you needed."

"How would you know?"

"I know because your father is the Chairman."

Well, this bloke has definitely lost his mind. William didn't come to play games, yet this idiot has been wasting his time with nonsense. Granted, Jacques' story seemed to be well rehearsed. It did peak William's interest to begin with. He had spent too much time in his earlier years trying to find any information on his father, since his mother did not like to talk about him.

"That's a lie. I didn't come here to play games, Jacques."

"Hahahahahahaha! Little William thinks this is nonsense! I know all of this because I was also a part of your life for you first four years. Who do you think left you all those clues about your father? Or all of the unmarked birthday and Christmas presents? Do you remember the stuffed teddy bear with the lopsided eyes?"

"How did you know about that?"

"I made that bear for you. My mother helped me even if she despised you and your mother. She didn't like the fact that my father still loved your mother. I didn't care. To me you were my precious younger brother, that is, until you started besting me at school. Our father wanted to hand over the family business to you and all of his wealth when you started showing signs of being as smart as him."

What the hell? How would this deranged bloke have enough resources to find out about the unmarked presents and his favorite bear? What else had he found out? There's no way he would have been able to have him investigated. As far as anyone was concerned, the Chairman and his family had been living abroad in France until ten years ago. Unless, what Jacques was saying is true and William really is the Chairman's illegitimate son.

"How do I know you're not lying?"

"I'll tell you the story how I know it, but ask your mother. She'll know more. I was six when it happened. My father had been working in England for two years. This was when he had initially started the academy and spreading out to other countries. During those two years he met your mother and they had you."

Ai: So, William has a daddy! And a rich successful one at that. But, is it really true? (Second time Will loses his cool, and the academy being founded like 30 years prior will eventually play a part in this, how, i dunno, but it will.) Tune in next time on the next episode of General Hospital...wait, what? This isn't GH. Grell, get your script writing together.

Grell: Sorry! I was watching GH as I wrote it.

Ai: Whatever, tune in next time on the next episode of...oh, I give up.