Jessica stared at the good looking dark-haired man in front of her before she spoke.

"Me."

"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked in disgust.

"I'm sorry. Have we met?" Jessica asked, confused.

"Do you out so many people for having HIV that you can't remember them all?"

"You have HIV," Jessica started to put things together.

"No, not me. My wife. You apparently heard her speak at some point and then decided when you came across her again that the entire bar we were at needed to know her status."

"What did I say my name was?" Jessica asked, with a feeling of dread.

"What?"

"My name. Did I give you my name?"

"I think you said it was Tess."

"Oh God," Jessica rubbed her forehead. "Look, I can explain."

"Let me guess. You're not Tess, right?"

"That's right," Jessica nodded. "You've heard about my case?"

"Your case? I think you mean you're a head case," the man said as he started to walk away.

"No. Well, maybe a little, yes," Jessica agreed as she followed him. "Look, I need to find Dr. Scorpio."

The man whirled around, "You stay away from my wife."

"Dr. Scorpio is your wife," Jessica felt a little sick, "Which would mean she's the one I outted for being HIV+. Oh god, I am so sorry. My only explanation is that you were right when you said I'm not Tess."

"Let me guess. Tess is your evil twin who likes to make a mess wherever she goes and then you spend all your time cleaning them up."

"Not exactly," Jessica shook her head. "You took psych classes in med school, I assume? Did you study Dissociative Identity Disorder?"

"You've got to be kidding me."

"No, she's not," a female voice said from behind Jessica. "And I think she's looking for me."

Jessica turned around to see a woman holding a small baby, "Rebecca. God, if I didn't know better, I'd swear you were-"

"Emily, I know," Rebecca nodded. "And if I didn't know any better, I'd swear you were Tess. Good thing we both know better."

"Rebecca, you know her?" Patrick asked from behind Jessica.

"Yeah, Patrick. I know her," Rebecca nodded. "It's okay."

"Alright. See you later."

Rebecca nodded as Patrick cast one more glance at Jessica before he took his leave.

Once he was gone, Rebecca turned to face Jessica, "Let's sit before we start."

"Okay," Jessica agreed and followed Rebecca to some sofa benches near the elevator. They sat down, and Jessica smiled at the small baby in Rebecca's arms. "He's beautiful."

"Thank you," Rebecca smiled. "I've seen pictures of your son. He's beautiful, too."

"Thank you," Jessica nodded. "I still can't believe he and Liam will be one soon."

"Which brings us to why you're here. You're looking for Natalie, right?"

"Yes," Jessica nodded. "I don't know what you know, but I really screwed up. I can't even blame Tess this time."

"Can't you? I've done my share of reading about your disorder and the way I understand it, she's always a part of you."

Jessica shook her head, "No, this is on me. I had my chance to fix this whole mess before Natalie walked down the aisle, and I didn't. My daughter had to fix my mistake and be the one to tell everyone the truth. If she hadn't Natalie and Brody would be married right now and John would still have no idea that he's Liam's father."

"So, you want to talk to Natalie and explain?"

"I want to talk to Natalie and beg her to come home. I don't want her to punish the rest of the family because I was jealous and because Brody couldn't man up and tell the truth."

"What?" Rebecca stared at her.

"Oh. Right. I guess she didn't say anything about that. Brody knew about Liam's paternity. That's why Natalie decked him at the wedding."

Rebecca had to duck her head to hide her smile.

"Look, I don't know what Natalie's told you about our parents," Jessica started after a moment, "but they're both heart transplant recipients. My dad hasn't even had his for six months. I know I'm playing dirty, but I don't want this to cause anymore stress. They don't deserve that."

Rebecca looked up at the blonde, "I know about your dad and your mom. You don't remember this because you were Tess then, but we've met before."

"What?"

"I came to see Natalie right around the time Gigi died. I knew how stressed Natty was with her dad and everything that was going on with you. Besides I was here visiting my sister after a psychopath nearly killed her."

"What?"

"Long story," Rebecca shook her head. "I'm not saying I know where Natalie is, but if I did and I could get her to call, who should she call?"

Jessica sighed in thought before she looked back at Rebecca, "Our mom. She'll be the one to take the call and not demand that Natalie either gets back to Llanview or tell her where she is. Our dad would do both, and so would most other people."

"Is there a trace on your home number?"

"John had one put on this morning," Jessica admitted.

"Make sure your mom has her cell phone."

"I will," Jessica nodded. "Rebecca-"

"Don't thank me yet. I haven't done anything yet," Rebecca cautioned the blonde.

"But you're willing to try and I really appreciate that."

"If Natalie calls, then you can be appreciative. For now, I think we should both get home to our families."

Jessica nodded as she checked her watch, "Good point. I don't want to give my parents anything or anyone else to worry about right now."

"I'll call Natalie when I can," Rebecca promised as they both stood up. "Give Viki my best and tell your dad I'm glad he's recovering so well."

"I will. About your sister and brother-in-law," Jessica started.

"They are both doctors. I will explain Tess to them."

"Good and when you're done, give me a call. Maybe you can explain her to me."

Rebecca smiled as Jessica waved her goodbye. Once the blonde was gone Rebecca shifted her son to her shoulder and dug her earpiece and cell phone out of her pocket. She pressed speed dial for Emily and put the earpiece in her ear as she walked towards the freight elevators at the rear of the building. She still remembered the code and she needed the privacy.

As she stepped into the elevator, Emily's voice mail picked up. Rebecca checked her watch and did a quick calculation. It was only three in the morning in Australia. A message would have to do.

"Hey, it's me. I need a favor. When you get this have Billie call me. Her family's worried and I want to talk her into calling home. Speaking of family, has Mom checked in lately? Frisco hasn't heard from her and neither has Robbie. Give my love to Zander and kiss my nephew for me. I love you. Bye."

Rebecca hung the phone up and sighed. This was supposed to be a happy time for her and her family and her friend and her friend's family. Instead her mother was among the missing and Natalie had headed for the hill because the man she was supposed to be able to trust and love had turned out to be a slimy lying toad.

She looked at her own son. She'd named him Edward Lorenzo for the man who'd taken it upon himself to be both her grandfather and Ethan's and given him the same middle name as his grandpa and uncle. She and Ethan had decided to call him Ted and after a lengthy discussion, they'd given him the last name of Lavery since Luke had Lucky and Lucky's son Cass to carry on the family name and Duke had had no sons.

"I promise you one thing, Baby Boy. While this family is nowhere near perfect, we are not half as crazy as the Buchanans."