A/N: Woo! Finally! Everyone is gonna find out who Jane is!

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Miss Ralts: I'm so glad you like this story XD. And I do the same thing whenever I get to so caught up and don't realize I'm on the last chapter posted.

Teiaramogami: I'm so happy you wait for updates, and I just wish my imagination could work faster (or I can stop procrastinating, but hey, it's the same thing…sort of). But, sorry to disappoint, it'll be awhile before how Jane knows who they are is revealed. I'll drop hints here and there, but mostly the upcoming chapters are focusing on Jane and Stinkie's budding romance.

AnimationNut: They are sweet, aren't they. I'm trying to make the relationship sort of innocent since Stinkie's never had a girl friend. And Jane's awkwardness and inability to do things is much to come. Thanks for being patient for updates :D.

: JESUS CHRIST M'LADY! LOL, love this review! Thank you so much for all the compliments, and don't worry, there are going to be a lot of sweet moments between Stinkie and Jane. Oh, and about chemistry, I've got it next semester and I'm SO not excited about it. Anyway, a lot of your points in your review are actually in my original idea. I know you have a lot of questions, but don't worry, they'll all be answered soon.

Kaaayyytteee: Thanks so much for reading! Hope you can withstand my random updates .

All right every one! On to the story!

Jane breathed deeply as she cooled down from her run, the crisp summer air so clean it burned her lungs in the most pleasant of ways. Though it was summer, Friendship was still very close to the coast, and the sea breeze always kept the air cool. Jane was grateful for that, having always preferred the cold over heat. And living in San Francisco had been an absolute nightmare! Coming out of her blissful haze, Jane noticed the Whipstaff gates just up ahead, and a small pit of ice developed in her stomach. Today was it. Today was the day everyone was going to find out exactly who she was. But one thing she didn't understand was why it bothered her so much! Maybe it was because that, even though they didn't know her, they were still kind, and accepted the real Jane Parkens. They hadn't even needed the fame that went with her name to care. Maybe she was afraid that once they knew who she was to society, they would treat her differently.

The thought seriously bummed her out, and the closer she got to the mansion, the more it showed on her face. Jane bit her lip as she opened the doors, the heavy weight of silence the only thing to greet her. She made her way straight to the kitchen for some water. But when she entered, the scent of something sweet assaulted her nostrils with such force she stumbled slightly.

"What the…?"

Brownies, cookies, cakes, cupcakes, pies…

"Oh, hey Jane."

Jane's eyes snapped up to meet Casper's who seemed to be in the middle of adding the last few touches of icing to some gingerbread men. Beside him, Stinkie leaned stiffly on the counter, chomping obnoxiously on a cookie.

"Um…you opening a bakery?" she finally asked, walking towards them and scanning the treats.

"Nah, Kat's helping with a fund raiser tomorrow. It's a bake sale."

"Oh…" she replied disappointedly, having almost hoped all of the sweets would be for the household. She reeeeaaallly wanted to try that chocolate fudge pie…

"Not all of it's for da fun raise'a ya know," Stinkie informed, making sure his face was absent of cookie crumbs.

Jane's face immediately lit up, her smile causing his elbow to slip off the counter and almost tumble to the ground. Casper glanced at his flustered uncle, trying not to let his surprise show.

"Which one's are we keeping?" Jane asked eagerly, so excited she could feel herself salivate.

"Pick what ya want," Stinkie said in a tone Casper had only ever heard from Stretch. Was his uncle trying to be…flirtatious? He now full on stared at his uncle since he seemed oblivious, furrowing his brow and wondering what was holding Stinkie's attention. Casper's jaw dropped when he found out.

Her butt.

He was checking out Jane's butt!

Jane was leaning over the kitchen table, wiggling her hips in excitement as she pondered what sweets to keep. Stinkie's cheeks were dusted a light pink, his adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. Casper gawked in complete shock, not knowing how to react as Stinkie licked his lips.

Stinkie likes Jane.

His uncle likes a fleshie.

Brain…does not…compute…

"Casper! Can we keep this pie?"

Jane's voice snapped him out of his brain malfunction and Casper quickly nodded his consent. Though, it really wasn't his place to say so. After all, he hadn't been the one who made it…

"Can I have some right now?" she asked hopefully. Again, Casper nodded, and Jane went about fixing herself a plate.

"Want some milk?" Stinkie asked shyly, completely forgetting the fact that Casper was still in the room. Jane smiled, offering to cut him a piece as well. Stinkie accepted, knowing it would allow him more time to talk with her. Unintentionally ignored, Casper finally just left, going outside to wait for Kat so he could discuss his new found discovery as soon as she got home.

Alone now, Jane and Stinkie sat across from each other at the table. Jane eagerly forked her pie and forced herself to take only a small bite. Chocolaty bliss exploded in her mouth, her taste buds having a field day with the new and (to her) exotic flavor.

"Like it?" Stinkie asked as soon as her lips closed around the silver utensil.

Jane leaned back in her chair, eyes closing as she relished the sensation.

"Oh my god" was all she was able to say, but from the way she said it, no one would have guessed she was just eating pie. Stinkie felt like his entire face had burst into flames. Jane sounded as if she'd been riding the waves of a slow, delicious orgasm. Her face was slack in what looked like pure, sexual pleasure, all from just tasting the pie he made.

And he was completely turned on.

He knew what a woman sounded and looked like when she was having sex. He'd seen it in movies and on TV. Having never experienced the sensation himself, he'd been easily fooled in thinking the women on screen were actually enjoying themselves. God he was an idiot! Jane wasn't even in any kind of sexual situation and her voice was a billion times more erotic then the others!

He was staring again (he'd been doing that a lot lately), and Jane broke his trance by clearing her throat. They're eyes met, and Jane couldn't help but grin at his expression. She forked herself another bite, this one noticeably large, and bit it slowly, teeth raking the three prongs so that no pie got left behind. Stinkie audibly gulped as her tongue lingered. Jane inwardly giggled, the reason behind her teasing unknown. For some odd reason she felt very reckless today, using the new found boldness to push away her fears of the up coming movie that night. Watching him squirm lifted her mood somewhat, and she decided to stop setting up an atmosphere.

"This is just so delicious," she sighed, her comment unknowingly perking his interest.

"Oh yeah?" he asked in a tone that discreetly begged for her to say more.

"Yeah, I swear this is the best thing I've ever had! Casper sure can cook."

The name was like an pail of ice water being dumped on Stinkie's head. Oh, right, she still didn't know who really made it.

"If Casper was older…and, well, alive, I swear I'd date him."

Stinkie's face went into wtf mode, and his confusion caused Jane to almost choke on her pie.

"What I meant was that I wish I had a boyfriend who could make sweets for me," she explained through giggles and a few coughs. Stinkie relaxed, raising an eyebrow and deciding to take the opportunity to strike a conversation.

"Neva had a boyfriend who could cook?" he queried with more confidence than he felt. But he really was curious about this 'mysterious' Jane, and now was his chance to learn a few things.

"Once," she began quietly, and Stinkie blinked at the hurt flashing across her face. "But that's kind of a long story."

"I got time," Stinkie pushed, ignoring the choice of dropping the subject. Jane was inwardly surprised at his eagerness but swiftly waved the emotion away. This wasn't even something she had told Fatso yet, but she figured it wouldn't matter anyway. After all, in what point down the road will telling Stinkie about her ex-boyfriend effect anything? Somewhere up in the cosmos, fate smacked its forehead.

"Well, let's see. When I was young, my mother had hired a gardener. She was too lazy to do it herself, and so she agreed to whatever conditions the gardener asked just as long as he got the job done. Well, one of the conditions was being able to bring his son along ever day on the job. Me and him became friends, and when we grew into teenagers, we took our relationship to the next level."

Stinkie nodded along, aware he was getting the least detailed version available but not really caring. So long as he had at least a little information he was happy. Though, he found himself wondering what kind of boy this kid had been, and what about him had caught Jane's eye. Not that he himself was trying to catch Jane's eye! But still…

"When I turned twenty one, my mother found out about our relationship, even though we'd been together for almost six years! We talked about eloping, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I thought I had been in love with him but…"

Stinkie waited, but it seemed she wasn't going to finish the sentence.

"Anyway, two years later my mom made this big announcement that I was marrying some other guy. I was so, just…shocked I guess that I couldn't deny it. On the day of the wedding though I finally realized what was about to happen and bailed."

Something suddenly tugged at Stinkie's memory, and he blinked at the feeling of having heard this story before. Not about the first boy, but the second, the run away bride part. Hadn't he heard that on TV…?

"MOVIE TIME!" bellowed Fatso as he came swooping into the kitchen. Dr. Harvey came in as well, followed by Kat and Casper.

"Afta dinna," growled Stretch floating through the roof from wherever he had been.

Stinkie and Jane jerked away from each other, having been leaning across the table while the story was being told. Stretch gave them both a suspicious look, sneering at his little brother.

"Wow Casper!" Kat exclaimed once her eyes honed in on the sweets. Casper smiled, picking up the plate of gingerbread men he'd been working on earlier and handing it to her. Kat grinned shyly, her hand lingering in his as she accepted the plate.

Stinkie glanced over at Jane, surprised to find her gazing at the scene with a sad sort of longing. What would it be like, he wondered for a split second, to fall in love? Kat and Casper had obviously crossed that line, Dr. Harvey still held a deep love for his deceased wife, and Fatso was in the same situation. The only one's who really didn't understand the feeling were himself and Stretch. Stretch was such a womanizer Stinkie thought it impossible for his older brother. But…what about himself…?

"Stinkie."

Coming out of his thoughts, said ghost jumped slightly at the sudden closeness of Jane who was waving a hand in front of his face. He scowled at her grin, acting on childish impulse and burping in her face. In his mind, he wanted to die all over again.

What da hell? Why did I do dat? Oh god she's gonna-

"Geez *cough cough* you really live up *cough* to your name!" Jane exclaimed, holding her nose and attempting to wave the scent away. But instead of getting angry like he expected, she just gave him a teary smirk.

"When's the last time you brushed your teeth?"

Her eyes sparkled with mirth, and Stinkie found his anxiety melting like butter on hot pavement.

"I'd say 'bout a hundred years," he said nonchalantly. She giggled, and Stinkie felt elated at how easy it had been to joke with her. In life, the girl's would all turn up their noses (most even clogging them) and never give him a second glance, much less talk to him. Even when he'd had his shop, most customer's left as soon as they paid for their package, walking stiffly away from his bucktoothed smile and foul smell. But Jane…

His eyes widened, the sense of familiarity strong and raging through his ectoplasm once again. He remembered something…something about a girl. A girl who didn't turn up her nose at him, a girl who never treated him any differently than anyone else, a girl…very much like Jane…

"Did I lose you again?" she said with a confused smile.

Stinkie jerked his gaze to hers, a look of panic making her suddenly worried.

"Stinkie-?"

"I gotta go!" he shouted, bolting out of his seat and disappearing from the kitchen.

Everyone stared at his retreating form, all eyes then landing on Jane for answers.

All she could do was shrug.

XxXxXxXxX

Kat finished washing the last dish, telling Casper to go on ahead in the family room while she grabbed some sweets for her and the others. It wasn't until she was about to leave that Fatso made his entrance.

"Hey, what's that?" she queried, turning her head to get a better view. "The movie?"

Fatso nodded, eyes bugging and lip being cannibalized with barely contained glee. Kat raised an eyebrow, reaching out to take the movie only to have Fatso snatch it out of her reach.

"Hey, what-"

"I'll just tell you the title, it'll be all you need."

Kat's face scrunched at his voice, the shrillness of it nothing like his normal one.

"All right, what is it?" she asked impatiently, but Fatso seemed like he wasn't going to play the waiting game.

"San Fran's Disco!" he finally squealed, causing Kat to cover her ears and grimace.

"San Fran's Disco? Oh, you mean the one with-"

Kat's mouth dropped open in shock, her eyes bugging almost as much as Fatso's. She let her arms fall back to her sides, and the momentum caused her to lose balance and stumble slightly. She was totally freaking out.

"Oh my god…you don't mean-"

"Uh-huh!"

Kat found herself smiling despite her shock. One of her favorite actresses, Jane Parkens, had been living under the same roof as them! And she hadn't even known it! How in the world had she missed such a huge thing?

"Does anyone else know?" she asked, a little calmer now that the adrenaline rush she'd received from the news was starting to wear off.

"No, I'm the only one who knew," Fatso replied with pride.

Kat nodded, unable to wipe the grin off her face as she made her way out the kitchen, Fatso trailing happily after her.

Things were about to get interesting.

XxXxXxXxX

The seating arrangements were odd to say the least. Somehow, Kat and Casper had ended up in the recliner where James normally sat. And instead of the trio sitting on the couch, it was James, Stretch and Fatso. That left Stinkie and Jane to sit on the loveseat, and this particular seating did not go unnoticed.

The movie had been rolling for a good ten minutes now, the opening trailers making Jane feel sick to her stomach. The quicker this was over the quicker she could just go to bed and try to ignore all the inevitable questions. Finally the opening credits began rolling, the words playing across the scene of an open field. A young girl suddenly ran across the screen, hair tangled and face dirty. As Jane watched, she couldn't help but smile as she watched the girl get tackled by a couple boys, the children rolling on the ground in a mock fight. The little girl had been so sweet on set, it was a shame after the movie her mother had refused to ever let her work in such a "filthy environment" ever again. The last Jane had heard, the girl had just turned ten and was now living with her father.

She heard Stinkie snort as he watched the young girl smear mud into one of the boy's face, and Jane couldn't help but smile at his amused face.

I wonder what he was like when he was little… she began to think, then a memory flashed that stopped the thought. Wait, I already know sort of don't I?

Stretch suddenly cackled, and Jane's gaze drifted back to the TV. The boys had just told the girl she wasn't one, and the little girl's face scrunched up in anger, her fist pulled back, and the boy's face connected with it. The scene then dissolved, and Jane found herself tense. Here came her part.

The screen flashed 10 Years Later… and Fatso whopped and hollered, stealing a glance at Jane before focusing back on the movie. The setting was now the inside of a house, the camera following an older woman as she picked up clothes going from room to room.

"Fran! Wake up! You'll be late for school!" the woman shouted as she knocked on a door. After a moment, the woman gave a huff and opened it, stepping into a room that looked like it had seen better days. She began cleaning, all the while scolding "Fran" about keeping her room clean. The camera moved away from the older woman, slowly zooming in on the motionless lump underneath the covers on a bed. The cover was then yanked away, and a mop of hair was revealed. After that piece of footage, it showed the woman leaving, and then focused in on the unidentifiable person.

All eyes (except for Kat and Fatso's) squinted in confusion as the young woman on the screen sat up, brushing back her hair and revealing her face. Jane tensed for their reactions.

"Hey, dat kinda looks like-" Stinkie began, turning to face her.

"Jane?" Dr. Harvey exclaimed in disbelief, beating Stinkie to it.

"What da hell?" Stretch shouted in the same tone as the doc, and Jane found herself on the receiving end of four absolutely dumbfounded pairs of eyes. Casper had enough sense to pause the movie, but it didn't change the fact that the new revelation stunned him into silence. Jane could barely contain her flinch at all the attention.

"Um…surprise?"

Silence.

"Sorry I didn't tell you earlier?"

Stares.

"Well you didn't ask!" she finally huffed, crossing her arms and turning away.

Out of no where, Dr. Harvey began laughing, and after awhile, so did Kat and Fatso. Casper let out an uncomfortable chuckle, but Stinkie and Stretch were still having trouble taking it all in.

"Wait a minute, so your tell'n me dat you're famous?" Stretch finally asked.

When Jane sheepishly nodded, something clicked in Stinkie's mind.

"Hey! You're da actress dat ran out on her wedd'n!"

Jane rubbed the back of her neck with a decidedly guilty expression, and finally, Stretch grinned.

"Well ain't dis a small world afta all?" he cackled, settling back down into the sofa and motioning to the TV. "Start da movie! I gotta see dis!"

Jane was suddenly filled with a sort of giddiness as everyone smiled and took the news with stride. No one had freaked out! No one was acting any different! Jane felt, at that moment, pure relief, as if the weight of the world had gone from her shoulders. Sitting back into the love seat, Jane melted into the old fabric, and for a moment turned her gaze to Stinkie. He was already looking at her, analyzing her really. It seemed he was trying to find something, what it was she didn't know, but after awhile she grinned, and he relaxed.

For the rest of the movie everyone sat more at ease. The secret was out, and now everyone knew the mystery.

Or at least, part of it.

A/N: OMG it's been so long since I've updated! Anyway, not too happy with this chapter, but at least I finally got Jane's identity out. Now it's time for the romance to set in! Btw, sorry for the cliffhanger, but there is still so much more to this story. I love you faithful reviewers!