Just a little somethin' somethin' before going to bed (though I did say the last one WAS the last one) I can't sleep so...yeah.

Stacie, not a very nice woman after all. I know Kono is not the type of woman who would just LET anyone hurt her BUT everything she's doing is for the sake of Steve's happiness. Just felt the need to say that.

Now I'm off to bed because is 2 am.

LOVE YOU ALL!

"Are you alright?" Stacie asks, driving back to the HQ. So what if I decide not to speak to her all? Does that tell her something?

"What do you mean?"

"You're awfully quiet," she says, worried? I don't know. I truly feel like I barely even know her. "Is there something wrong?"

Something wrong?

"When are you gonna tell Steve about the abortion?" I snap, and she stops the car a few blocks away from the office.

"Excuse me?"

"Please cut the crap. Your friends told me everything."

"I don't think that's any of your business."

"You're wrong. It became my business since Steve is part of my life"

She looks outside the window, anger so palpable on her face, in her eyes. She was obviously mad at me, or at her friends for telling me, but she didn't even know how to handle it, especially since nothing I had said was a lie.

"I stood up for you, you know?" I speak to her since she refused to, "Steve had doubt and I told him you two belonged together, that marrying you was the right thing, that you loved him. Now I'm starting to think I was wrong."

"I love Steve," she finally speaks, and I don't know whether to believe her or not. "But having babies is not meant to be a part of my life. I've always known that."

"Have you thought that maybe it is meant to be a part of his?" I sigh heavily, looking at my baby bump for a brief second and then to her, "Stacie, he loves you, and if you love him just as much don't take the chance of becoming a father away from him."

"The same way you've denied your father's baby?"

Ouch.

"That has nothing to do with this. It's completely different."

"How so? You have suddenly decided for him, you haven't even give him the chance of being here."

"Now that is none of your business."

Then she stares at me for a few seconds that feel like minutes, as if she is trying to read my emotions. I feel nervous being under her gaze.

"I know what you want to do."

"What?"

"You want to drag Steve into this. You want to break us apart so he can take you, isn't it?"

Why is she taking this the wrong way? Wasn't I the one almost pushing Steve not to break up with her even though he's miserable?

"You're paranoid," I almost laugh in her face at the absurdity of it all.

"No, I'm not," she states, "that's why you took him to your doctor's appointment. That's why you've somehow convinced him to give you rides all the time."

"You're absolutely out of your mind, Stacie."

"You're trying to make him your baby's father. You're trying to force him to love your child," she says harshly. "You're so pathetic. He will never be her father, never…"

"You're wrong. He already is."

There's an extremely awkward and uncomfortable silence, because of course I never thought I'd be saying this to her at all. Not that I actually had plans to tell her before Steve.

"No…" she shakes her head, once, twice, three times. "No, it can't be."

"Yes, it is."

"No! You said he was gone. Steve told me he was married."

"It was a lie," I say. "All I wanted to do is… leave you two alone and happy."

"You can't tell him," she speaks almost desperately and I'm suddenly scared of this woman. "He can't ever know about this or he will never marry me."

"Relax, I'm not planning to. I'm not a life ruiner." Like you. "I won't force him to do anything that he doesn't want to."

"Good, great, perfect," she whispers, fixing her hair in the mirror as if we were having the coolest conversation ever. "This never happened, you understand me?"

"Yes…"

"If Steve asks we went to Kamakona's for shaved ice."

"Sure…"

"You won't say a word of this to anyone, got that? I'm getting married to Steve in two weeks. You will move on with your life."

"That obviously means I won't be your maid of honor, right?"

"Of course you will," she speaks and smiles, like a crazy psycho woman. "I want you to be there, I want you to see me marry Steve, becoming Mrs. McGarrett while you regret every single day of your life for trying to steal my man."

"I told you I wasn't…"

"Shut up," she turns on the car, driving slowly the few remaining blocks, where she once again stops the car. "If you dare doing anything reckless, I will make you suffer so bad you will wish you were never born."

Oh wow. My life turned from a Mexican soap-opera into a horror movie. Nice.

TBC