A/N: Thanks again for reviewing. Here's chapter 6.

Chapter 6

Monica stares into Destiny's eyes. Those were so familiar. She knew exactly how she was family, even if her father-in-law didn't. With all her loss in the past few years, some light was being put into her life, first with Rebecca, now with this young girl Destiny. Family was family, and she's learned not to turn them away. Life was too short for that. It wasn't replacing what she has lost, but she'll take it.

Edward saw the eyes too. She had the eyes of a determined, stubborn Quatermaine. "My child," Those eyes. "I going to need to be more specific."

"Edward," It was Monica who spoke, her eyes still on Destiny. "You don't know who this is?"

Edward takes a harder look. Those eyes seemed so distant, like there were years of looking for answers. Like they were relief to find what they always wanted. Those dark warm eyes shining with light. The eyes of… Oh my god. He looks over to Monica, his eyes wide and she nods in confirmation. He turns back, knowing she was truly his granddaughter, her eyes were just like his grandson that now gone, her brother. "Bradley Ward." He watches as Destiny's eyes glow with more confirmation. "You're Bradley's little girl." Those eyes, they were Justus' eyes; soulful and warm.

A tear slowly stings the young woman's eyes, but she holds them back with a strong face, like a true Quatermaine. "My biological father is Bradley Ward. Justus is- was, my half-brother." Before anyone could say anything, Destiny felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her body from behind, lifting her off the ground.

"This is amazing!" Alice voice exclaimed with excitement.

Tracey walks in with Lulu, both of their eyes widen, seeing Alice holding some kid in her arms in the middle of the livingroom. What the hell?

Monica chuckles at first, watching Alice lifting up the young woman and twirling around, until she notices Destiny's caramel skin turning red. "Alice! Alice! She can't breath!"

Alice immediately sets Destiny on the ground, wincing when Destiny drops to her knees, gasping for air. "Sorry. It's just that Justus was a Quatermaine with sanity. I miss it."

Tracey rolls her eyes, not having a clue on what's going on. "Our family has officially become a three-ring circus."

Destiny looks up, holding her chest to recover, sees the older woman who spoke. Her hair was short and she was sure that scowl on her face was pretty permanent which could only mean one thing. Tracey Quatermaine.

Tracey looks down on the ground at Destiny, notcing her staring. "What are you looking at?"

Oh yeah, that's Dear Aunt Tracey alright. Destiny finally gets off her knees and onto her feet, taking in one last deep breath, looking Tracey directly in the face. "Just a asking myself the same thing."

Tracey keeps her poker face, although she could already tell she wasn't going to get quite along with whoever this kid was. "Who are you?"

Destiny opens her mouth to speak, but it's Monica who answers the question for her. "Well it turns out you have another niece. This is Justus' sister, Destiny."

Oh no, not again. Tracey looks at Destiny, her eyes widening a little. Another one? "Are you all serious? You're going to fall for this again? It's bad enough we already had one con artist waltz right in with no problem, but now you're letting another one in?"

Monica takes defense on Rebecca's behalf. "Like that husband of yours? We have forgiven Rebecca-"

"No you've forgiven Rebecca." Tracey turns back to Destiny. "I will not allow another one try and destroy what's left of this family."

Lulu steps in, hoping to somehow lessen the tension in the room. "Okay, how about we let her explain what's going on." She looks over at the younger woman, noticing a faint smile in her direction.

Destiny takes a step back away from Tracey, giving the two of them some room. "My biological father is Bradley Ward. He was there every now and again in my early life, trying to see me when he had another family. Only my brother Justus known about me and when Bradley died my mother had already gotten married and my step father kept me from the funeral figuring it would have been too much for me." She pauses looking at Edward. He seemed so old and fragile. This moment should have come a lot sooner. "If figured Justus used to take trips and disappear for a small amount of time throughout the years." Edward and Monica nod their heads. "He was helping raising me, all the way in Miami. I was only fifteen when he was killed. My mother and stepfather died that same year." She smiles a little. "Justus had told me so many stories about you guys, I feel like I already know you."

The room was silent, until the young woman's sad story touch Monica and revealing it with a sniffle, which was only followed by Tracey's unimpressed groan.

"Give me a break kid."

Destiny turns her attention back to Tracey, her face now hardening, her eyes turning cold. "You know, I've waiting fifteen years to be here. I decided to let this be my twenty-first birthday gift to me and as much I'm sure you don't give a damn it actually mean something to me." Her face relaxes; calming herself down before she could say anything she would regret and turns her attention back to Edward and Monica. "I'm no con artist. I'm not looking for money, nor am I looking for some place to stay. I'm just someone looking for her family. Now if you don't want me here, then I can easily go back to Miami-"

"Nonsense." Edward cuts Destiny. He doesn't want to hear a word of her leaving. "Pay no attention to Tracey. We welcome you to our family. We also offer you to stay here with us."

Destiny respectfully smiles at the offer. As much she would father be staying in a real room and not one in a hotel where there were people possibly trying to kill her, she didn't want these people in any danger. "That won't be necessary. I'm staying at the MetroCourt." She glances down at her watch. 10:28 am "I have somewhere to be, but I'm hoping that I can stop by tomorrow?"

Monica nods her head. "Ofcourse. You can stop by anytime."

Tracey glares at Monica. "The hell she can."

Monica glares back. "You once again forget who owns this house-"

Destiny tunes outs the older women's verbal dispute and walks out the room without a word. She pulls out her cellphone, ready to make a call until she hears footsteps behind her.

"It's a shame you have to spend you birthday to meet these people."

Destiny turns around to spot Lulu standing behind her. She seems nervous and awkward but somewhat annoyed at the bickering in the other room. Destiny smiles hoping to not let her own somewhat discomfort show.

"Yeah well, it was worth it. I can mark this as another chapter in my life. I'm now twenty-one years old. It's time to find out who I am."

Lulu nods as if she understands. Maybe she does, maybe she doesn't. "So you decided to show up on your twenty first birthday from wherever, when you should be partying your ass off."

Destiny chuckles a little. Well when you put that way… "Well kid," She notices Lulu cocking her eyebrow at the word, both knowing that she's actually older than her. She meant nothing by it. She always called everyone 'kid', old and young, and a habit that she knew she needed to break. "I actually was planning on getting wasted. I'll probably just hang out at the bar at the MetroCourt-"

Lulu laughs cutting Destiny off. Any other time Destiny would be offended, but she had the feeling this kid, young woman, was up to something good. Afterall, this was the daughter of the legendary Luke Spencer. "Hey you wanna party, the MetroCourt isn't the place." She pulls out a little piece of paper out her purse, writing her cell number on it. "Meet me in the lobby at eight o'clock and I'll show the place to party." Lulu didn't know why she had a somewhat of a soft spot for the younger girl, but this stranger what looking for a family, and what easier way to ease her into this dysfunctional bunch than with the sanest ones, right?

Destiny grabs the paper and thankfully. "I guess I'll see you at eight." She walks out the front door and pulls her cellphone back out, dialing a number. "Guess who?" She smiles at the receiving end's reaction. "Meet me at the MetroCourt for lunch, pronto. We have some things to catch up on."

A/N: For those who guess that A.J. was her biological father, well he's not, but he will be mentioned int he next chapter, and I'm sure you find it interesting.