A/N: Again, sorry for taking so long, been busy! Is it just me or is this fic not showing up on the archive page? Let me know if it is or not and if you know how to fix that! Here's the first flashback chapter that revolves around what we missed in Andria and Jen's lives a bit. There will definitely be more coming up to explain other things and other characters will be explored as well! I'm not forgetting about anyone (Casey, Jade, Andrew, etc) , they just don't serve a purpose right now but they will pop up eventually. Keep reviewing please, they keep me motivated!

After hanging up with her nanny, Maria, telling her she would be out a little later than usual tonight, Andria found herself at a bar in Brooklyn, drowning her sorrows in alcohol. She had been hurting a lot more than she would ever let on since learning of Nick's wedding in January considering their past. She sighed and downed another drink, not wanting to think about her ex-boyfriend at that moment.

"Hey there," she looked up and saw a man take a seat next to her. She raised an eyebrow at his suit; she came here often enough to know that this wasn't a typical hangout spot for businessmen, especially attractive ones like this guy.

"Hi," she nodded. "I didn't know men in suits came to places like this." She teased. He laughed.

"Maybe you shouldn't judge a book by its cover then," he replied. She smiled, looking at him. There was something so familiar about him but she couldn't put her finger on it, especially not with all the alcohol in her system. She took another huge sip of her whiskey. "You might want to slow down," he said. She looked at him. "You never know who might want to take advantage of you in a place like this."

"Mm, and you wouldn't right?" She asked.

"No," he shrugged. "Like you said, I'm a man in a suit, we're full of class, didn't you know?" He asked. She laughed, turning her body towards his.

"So, what do you do in this suit?" She asked.

"I… own a few hotels in Manhattan," he said and she nodded. "What about you?"

"Publicist," she nodded. "What are you doing at a bar in Brooklyn?"

"I had a meeting a couple blocks down and this looked like a good place to take a load off after a long day of work," he explained.

She stuck out her hand. "Well, it was nice to meet you…"

"Will," he nodded, shaking it.

"Andria," she nodded. She finished her whiskey and turned back to him. "So," she stood up. "Do you want to put one of those hotels you own to good use?"

He laughed, loosening his tie. "You're awfully forward, aren't you?"

"There's no other way to be," she shrugged. He laughed. "You interested or not?"

"Definitely," he nodded. They walked outside and found a cab.

New York City, five years earlier

Anna Warren-Banks quickly sat up in her bed when she heard something in her penthouse late at night. Adam was on the road and she had just put Noah to bed, so it couldn't have been either one of them. She slowly stood up and walked through to the entrance. She sighed, relieved but was also surprised to see it was just her daughter, Andria.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, walking towards her. "It's one in the morning!"

"I know, I'm sorry," the young girl shook her head. "I just got in my car and drove…"

"Why? What's going on?" The mother asked, worriedly. "Are you OK?"

"No, I'm not," Andria shook her head, tearing up. She hadn't even had time to cry since processing the news that she was pregnant. She looked up at her mother and took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant."

Anna's eyes widened but she quickly composed herself and pulled her daughter into a hug.

"Mom, I'm so sorry," Andria sobbed.

"No, shh," Anna soothed, running her fingers through her daughter's hair. "It's gonna be okay, I promise."

In L.A, Jen and Lisa were enjoying some Thai food and wine while discussing their past relationships. They had been getting to know each other over the past few days and were really getting along well.

"So, I guess the fact that Melissa wasn't ready to come out to anyone really got to me and I just… I had to break up with her," Lisa explained. "I couldn't be with someone who was ashamed to be with me."

"Wow, Jen nodded. "And you haven't talked to her since?" She asked. Lisa shook her head. "Wow… do you know if she's out?"

"Last I heard… no," she sighed. "But even if she was, I wouldn't… I mean, I just don't think we're right for each other, you know?" She said and Jen nodded. "I want to be with someone who appreciates me."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Jen nodded. Lisa looked at her curiously. "I have a complicated ex too."

"Details!" Lisa said, excitedly. Jen laughed.

"Well, we broke up about two years ago," she explained. "Um, his name is Aidan Banks? You may have heard of him… he's a soccer player, turned model, turned actor," she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, I've heard of him!" Lisa nodded. "He's that new hottie on 90210, right?"

"Yeah," Jen laughed. "We, um… well, we dated in high school and he helped me through a lot of stuff that I was dealing with," she explained. "We broke up the summer before college but then September came around and we were both in L.A…"

Los Angeles, California, five years earlier

Jen was sitting in class at FIDM. She loved all her classes and was having the time of her life but she couldn't help but have Aidan on her mind. She hadn't seen or heard from him in almost two months and she was starting to realize that maybe they were over for good.

A couple of girls sitting behind her were discussing the new players on the USA's soccer team and Jen couldn't help but laugh when she heard them talking about how absolutely gorgeous Aidan Banks was.

"Something funny, Jennifer?" One of the girls named Rachel asked. Jen hated girls like Rachel. She thought she was still in high school, thinking she was the head bitch with a bunch of followers.

Jen turned around to face them. "Oh no, I just couldn't help but hear you're interested in Aidan Banks."

"Yeah," Rachel crossed her arms over her chest and stuck her nose up in the air. "He's the hottest newcomer this year."

"And Rachel always gets the new hotties," one of her friends laughed. "Don't you Rach?"

"You know it," Rachel nodded. Jen held back an eye roll.

"Well, I heard he has a girlfriend," Jen narrowed her eyes at them. She didn't care if she and Aidan were broken up, she didn't want any of these girls going after him and she especially didn't want to hear about it afterwards either.

"Oh, you mean the hussy who faked a pregnancy just so she can get some cash?" Rachel asked. Jen's eyes widened. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure they broke up."

"Where did you hear that?" Jen asked.

"I have my sources," she shrugged. "Why are you so interested in this anyway, Minnesota?"

"Oh, I'm not," Jen shook her head. "I just don't want you to get your heartbroken when he rejects you."

"We'll see about that." Rachel laughed. Jen turned back around to face the board. "I heard they're all going to Beelines tonight, you down girls?" She heard Rachel asked. The girls nodded, giggling.

Jen decided there was no way she was going to let Rachel go after Aidan so she decided to make an appearance at the night club, Beelines that night. After being let into the club, Jen looked around for Aidan and spotted him in the VIP section with a few of his teammates.

She laughed when she saw Rachel and her friends being escorted away from them by a few bouncers. She walked over to the VIP section.

"You don't have a VIP stamp," the bouncer shook his head.

"I know but, Aidan Banks is an old friend-" She said, but was interrupted.

"Jen?" Aidan stood up when he saw her. He gave a quick nod to the bouncer who let her in. "God, it's so good to see you!" He said, pulling her into a hug.

She smiled happily; it felt so good to be in his arms again. "I'm surprised you're not taking advantage of your newfound fame," she said, pulling away. He looked at her curiously. "A few girls from my class came here strictly just to potentially sleep with you."

He laughed. "Yeah, we have groupies," he shrugged. She laughed. "But Jen, I hope you know that I would never do anything with those girls," he said. She looked at him seriously. "There's one woman in the world who has my heart and that's you, it's always going to be you."

"Aidan…" She trailed, shaking her head. Her feelings for him couldn't help but come rushing back the second she had seen him but that didn't mean she was ready to be with him again.

"Jen," he said, firmly, as he leaned in and kissed her. He quickly pulled away and looked into her eyes. "It's always going to be you."

She smiled and caressed his cheek with her hand, looking at him lovingly. "Should we get out of here?" She asked. He smiled and nodded. He took her hand and they quickly left the club, going back to his apartment.

"Everything was really great after that, "Jen continued. "Until Aidan got noticed and the modeling agencies started calling," she shook her head. "Then it was the agents and the managers and all those people," she sighed. "It was fun at first, getting to go to all these Hollywood premiers and seeing all the famous people," she explained. "But after a while… the fame changed him," she said. "He just wasn't the same anymore, he wasn't my Aidan."

"Wow," Lisa said, speechless. "Do you… still have feelings for him?"

"The Aidan that I fell in love with in high school? Yes, but like I said, he's gone," she sighed. "And I'm just trying to move with my life now," she said. "I really like Liam and maybe we don't have what Aidan and I did yet but… maybe we can."

"No, I'm sorry," Lisa shook her head. "Nothing compares to your first love," she said. Jen looked at her. "Absolutely nothing."

"OK, I don't want to talk about this anymore," Jen laughed. "More wine, please."

Later that night, Andria returned home quietly. Will had fallen asleep after they slept together and Andria of course, crawled out bed and hauled a taxi. She never stayed the night after sleeping with someone. She didn't want them to assume it was anything other than just sex so she left them.

She quietly walked into Ava's room to check on her and sat on her bed, watching her sleep for a little while.

"Who's the father?" Anna asked her daughter later that morning. They hadn't slept since Andria had arrived, they just stayed up discussing her options.

"It doesn't matter," she shook her head. Anna gave her a look. "It really doesn't, OK?"

"Of course it does," Anna nodded. "He has a right to know he's going to have a baby."

"No, you don't understand," she said. "He left, I don't know where he is and I don't have any way to contact him so it doesn't matter."

"What do you mean he left?" Anna asked. "Where did he go?"

"I don't know," Andria sighed. "All I know is that he's gone, OK?" She said. Anna sighed. "And even if he was here, he wouldn't want anything to do with it because he doesn't want to be with me," she said. "So it doesn't matter, I can do this on my own."

"You won't be alone honey," Anna said, taking her hand. "You have me and your family," she said. Andria looked at her. "This is the most important thing you're going to learn through all of this, you'll always have family."

Andria sighed and stood up, heading for the door.

"Mommy?" She turned around and saw that Ava had woken up.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to wake you," she said, walking back over to her.

"Where were you Mommy?" She asked.

"Just with a friend," Andria shrugged. "How was your night?"

"Good," she nodded. "Mommy, why don't I have a Daddy?" Andria looked at her. "All my friends have Daddies… why don't I?"

"Sweetie, we've talked about this," Andria swallowed. "You and mommy are a team; just us two."

"But I want one!" Ava pouted.

"I know honey," Andria sighed. "But I can't make that happen for you, I'm sorry," she shook her head. Go back to bed, OK?" She said. Ava nodded. "I love you sweetie."

"I love you too, Mommy." Ava nodded as she fell back asleep.

Andria brought her hand to her mouth and tried to hold back her tears as she watched her daughter sleep. She hated when Ava asked about her father but mostly she hated that she never knew the right thing to say to her about why he wasn't around.