Here's the very last (yep) installment of "ITTY". Sad, ain't it? Just joking, LOL.

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Well, on we go...

(August- Third Week)

It was now six months later. Things had gone and was still going smoothly for Jason and Kim. Kim had gotten her wish and become a personal shopper. Jason's surgery- which had taken place a few months ago- had been successful. The twins had gotten well and come home a few months ago as well. Gary had decided to move back to Angel Grove and was currently rebuilding his life and his relationship with his sons- luckily, Todd had given in. As for Gina... well, after spending some time in a mental health facility, she'd gone back to Sacramento. Whether she'd been lying about being better now was still a mystery. She hadn't dared violate the restraining order, though.

Anyway, it was now Wednesday night and Jason and Kim were cuddled up on the couch in the den and soft music was playing- there were also two half-full glasses of white wine on the coffee table. The kids were fast asleep. Kim and Jason were just... relaxed. At peace. In their own little universe... feeling like nothing could ever touch them again.

"Jase?" she said.

"Yeah, angel?"

"I was thinking that we should all go to Hawaii next summer," she said.

"That'd be great," he said with a smile.

"Yeah. First family vacation," Kim said, grinning at the thought.

"Family. While we're on the subject, I, uh..." his voice trailed off and he slowly disentangled himself from her. She frowned and sat up straight.

"Are you all right?" she asked in concern.

"I'll be fantastic if I get the right answer," he said... pulling a small, velvet box out of his pocket. Realization slammed into Kimberly and she gasped.

"Oh, my God! Jase, I wasn't even expecting-" she was saying.

"Shh," he said, putting a finger to her lips. She smiled at the tingles of excitement racing down her spine. He opened the box and her heart melted at the sight of the engagement ring. Tears instantly sprang to her brown eyes and sheer joy began filling her slowly.

"It's just so beautiful," she whispered.

He took her hand in his and looked into her eyes. "Well, beautiful people should have beautiful things. Kim... you know how much you mean to me and how much I love you. You're my world, angel, and all I wanna do is spend the rest of my life at least trying to make you half as happy as you have always, always made me. Will you be my wife?"

"Any day of the week. A million times yes," she said tearfully. He grinned and slipped the ring on her finger. She looked at the ring and shook her head. Her heart was soaring. Then, she looked at him and grinned. "The future Mrs. Kimberly Anne Scott."

"Great ring to it, Pinky. I love you so much," he said seriously.

"I love you, too, Rex. Come here," she said, opening her arms. The couple embraced tightly.

Fifteen Years Later

It was July- a fairly sunny, day in Sacramento, California. The nineteen-year-old, brown-haired, young woman sat in her car, staring at the house from her window. She gripped the steering wheel tightly. She'd been dreading this for weeks. She'd almost changed her mind about coming here, but, she knew it had to be done. She honestly wouldn't feel right until it was done... .

Jade Leigh Scott sighed heavily. 'I'm glad I didn't take Dad up on his offer to come with me. I've gotta do this alone. I need to,' she thought. She loved her father with all her heart and appreciated his protectiveness- even though it annoyed her sometimes- but, this was one problem she had to fix herself. He understood that.

Jade had asked her father to tell her the real story when she'd been twelve... and he had. What had brought it on was seeing friends with their mothers and all. It'd finally taken its toll on her. Anyway, when Jade had learned the truth about her mother... well, she still couldn't verbalize what she'd felt. What she still felt to this very day. Luckily, she'd had her father and stepmother- whom she was just crazy about. Without two incredible people like them, she was almost sure she'd have become suicidal.

Anyway, Jade had gotten information on Gina's whereabouts from Gina's mother- who'd been very sympathetic towards her granddaughter. Jade had also been informed that Gina had rebuilt her life, gotten married... had two kids. The last part had stung, but, Jade hadn't shown it.

Gina had rebuilt her life. Jade had a stepfather and siblings that probably had no idea she existed. If they did know, they probably just didn't care. Gina'd probably come up with a story where she'd been victimized. Well, Jade was here for confrontation.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, unlocked her door and got out of the car. When she reached the front door, she took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Several moments later, the door was opened by a blond, forty-something woman and she was holding a glass of water. Jade inhaled sharply at the sight of the woman she barely remembered, the woman who'd abandoned her... .

She looked at Jade in absolute confusion. "May I help you?"

Jade rolled her eyes, unable to help it. She hadn't expected her to recognize her right off- considering- but, still. The familiar bitterness filled Jade and she glared at the other woman. "There's absolutely nothing you can do for me. Believe that."

Gina frowned. "What are you talk- have we met?"

"Yeah," Jade said harshly.

Gina opened her mouth to respond until... it just suddenly hit her. The hair, the eyes, the features... the unpleasant attitude. Her heart stopped and she dropped the glass she was holding. Both women ignored the crashing sound. Gina'd been wondering when and if this day would come... . "Oh, God," she whispered, placing her hand over her mouth.

"We need to talk, Gina. No, I take that back. I need to talk," Jade said coldly. Powerful emotions were having wrestling matches inside of her... .

Gina just nodded slowly and stepped aside. Jade entered the house- making sure to carefully step over the broken glass- and the other woman closed and locked the door. She began wringing her hands. "Uh, let's go into the living room," she said tightly. Jade followed her into the room.

"So, where are Matt, Bree and Joey?" Jade asked, placing her hands on her hips. Matt was Gina's husband of thirteen years and Bree and Joey were their daughter and son. Bree was eleven and Joey was nine. Gina blinked.

"Oh, um, Matt's working and the kids are with friends," she said. Then, she gave a nervous smile. "You, you grew into such a beautiful young woman."

"Thank you," Jade said coldly. Gina flinched, but, Jade didn't care. She shook her head slowly. "Fifteen years. Fifteen years. Not even a freaking letter or phone call."

"Jade, I-" Gina began.

"I was only three!" Jade exploded. "Three! And you just ditched me!"

"Jade, I know what I did was wrong. It's one of my biggest regrets and it always will be. But I just didn't think that- see, I thought I was doing-" Gina was saying.

"What was best for me. Yeah, I've heard already. My reaction? Bull," Jade snapped, now shaking with fury.

Guilt filled Gina's eyes. "I'm sorrier than you'll ever know. I really wasn't intending to hurt anyone-"

"But you did. You did. You split on me because you're selfish. Plain and simple. Then, to make matters worse, you came back. And you got Dad into serious trouble. I don't remember much, but, I'll never forget seeing him being led away in handcuffs," Jade said angrily.

Gina paled at the memories. "I-"

"You tried to take away the parent that actually gave a crap about me! And for what? We both know you didn't want me. I still can't believe you actually accused him of doing something so incredibly gross and sick!" Jade raved, feeling nauseous. Gina reached out to touch her and she jerked away violently. "Don't."

Tears filled Gina's eyes. "Oh, my God, Jade. I'm still your mother."

"My parents are Jason and Kimberly Scott," Jade said briskly.

"I know that Kim loves you and you love her, but... I carried you for nine months. I gave you life. That has to mean something to you," Gina said in a shaky voice.

Tears filled Jade's eyes and she shook her head. "You know what would've meant something to me? My mother's love."

"Jade, I do love-" Gina began.

"Stop it," Jade snapped. "You've got a family that you chose to stick around for. Do you really expect me not to be affected by that?"

"Jade, please try to understand. I was so messed up back then. Like you wouldn't believe. You have every right to be furious, but, I was very-" Gina was saying.

"And you're still messed up as far as I'm concerned. You still want nothing to do with me. You let fifteen years go by and..." Jade's voice trailed off into heart-wrenching sobs. When Gina tried to reach for her, she recoiled and slowly sank down to the floor. "Just d-don't t-touch me. D-don't."

When Jade'd felt pretty much cried out, she stood to her feet and looked at her wary biological mother- whom had tears streaming down her own face.

"Jade, please give me a chance to try and make everything up to you. I really wanna make things right between us," Gina said in a desperate tone.

"I don't believe a word that comes outta your mouth. And I didn't come here for a reunion. I came to tell you how much I hate what you did to me and how I'll never forget it," Jade said, her voice as hard as steel. She was really starting to feel as though a weight was being lifted. "You'll never know how much you hurt me. I have to get outta here." Then, she turned and exited the room. Gina quickly followed.

"No! No. Jade, don't go. Please. I know it was wrong to let so much time go by, but, I was just really- let's not leave it like this. We can't. Jade. Jade, stop! Jade-" she was saying.

"Enough already," Jade snapped, then, she unlocked the front door and opened it. "As angry as I am and as angry as I'll probably always be... I hope that Matt, Bree and Joey never have to go through what I did. But I've gotta thank you, though. Because, in spite of everything that happened, I ended up having a great family and life. Goodbye, Gina."

(December- First Week)

"Oh, that restaurant is amazing. We should go there more often," Kim said as she and her husband sat on their bed that night.

"Yeah. Great food, great service. That waitress' tip was well-deserved," Jason said. It was now nearly five months later. Jason and Kim had just come back from a new Italian restaurant. Today was their fifteenth wedding anniversary and the new restaurant had been part of the celebration.

"Definitely," Kim said- referring to the statement about the waitress' tip. She grinned at Jason. "I know it's five years away, but, I think we should go away for our twentieth."

"Actually, I was planning to bring that up to you," he said with a laugh. "What do you say to Bermuda?"

"I say 'I'm glad I married you.' It's a terrific idea, sweetie," she said, removing her earrings and sitting them on her bedside table. He pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Thanks for an incredible fifteen years, Firebird," he said.

"Couldn't have done it without you," she said with a sweet smile. "Thank you for turning to me."

"I thank me for that, too- everyday. After all... look what it got me," he said. They shared a long, loving kiss, then, pressed their foreheads together and closed their eyes... content smiles on their faces.

Th-th-th-th-that's all, folks. Had to wrap it up cuz I felt it was time. I'm glad everybody enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Typical ending, I know. But, what can ya do? LOL. Again, thanks very much. Diva out.