Jennifer sat at her desk, staring out of the large picture window, wondering if the deal she was working on would work or was it a mistake? She must have zoned out because she didn't hear the buzzer on her desk going off.

"Mrs. Hart?" Jennifer's secretary's voice came through the speaker, "Joseph from Security called to say that you have two guests coming up,"

Jennifer pressed the button, "Right on time, thank you, Lila,", Jennifer sat back in her chair, looking out over downtown Los Angeles and thinking about the past few months.

Four Months Earlier

When Jonathan received that letter from Jenny, He sat there, speechless and white as a ghost, she put her arms around him, and even though the Air Conditioner was on full blast, it suddenly seemed hotter than hot in their hotel room, she wasn't sure what to say, how can you put into words when a letter from the woman, who essentially lied to you for a year and was just murdered accidentally by his wife. He sat there with the envelope in his hands and she couldn't help but wonder. was a part of him always going to love Jenny?

He suddenly stood up and faced her, she had to giggle a bit, he was standing in front of her naked, with a determined look on his face and he lowered himself onto the bed beside her, ready to make love.

"Wait," She held up her hand, "Don't you want to read the letter?" She bit her lip, she desperately wanted his body and his arms around her but Jennifer also knew that if he didn't read it, it would make him crazy and it would be a distraction to him. Jennifer sat against the pillows with her arms crossed.

"No," Jonathan started to kiss her neck, "besides, she has nothing I want or need to read, she's dead and we're alive,"

Jennifer had to admit, that she really didn't care what the letter said, the only things going through her mind were making love to the man she'd thought she'd lost but there was a nagging feeling in the back of her heart, that before they could make love and reconnect, he had to make peace with Jenny.

"Jonathan, please," She begged, his hands were all over her body, she could feel the tingling everywhere.

"C'mon on, Baby, let's forget the letter for now," he said his tongue was all over her, he wanted to taste just how much she'd missed him.

Except he never called her Baby, it was always, "Darling," Baby was something a guy would call his girlfriend, not his and never in the 10 years she'd known him. She felt her blood turn cold.

"Jonathan, stop," she pushed him off her but he wasn't listening and kept kissing, "Jonathan! I said stop!"

He sat back, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

She sat up as well, "Why won't you open the letter," she folder her arms over her chest.

He rolled his eyes in frustration and leaned over the bed, where the letter had fallen, "Here, open it,"

"No," Jennifer pushed his hand away, "Jenny wrote to you,"

"I'm not going to get any peace until I do, right?" He said opening the envelope and a key fell out on the bed, along with a note, "Charlie, you'll always have my heart and now you have my life," along with an address at the bottom to a safety deposit box

"What does that mean?" Jennifer picked up the key.

"I don't think we want to know, let's get back to us" he leaned forward and kissed her.

"No, we need to end this," She pulled back, "We need to finish this and go home to our daughter,"

"But can't we make love first, the banks won't be open for hours," He smiled suggestively.

"But are you making love to me or to Jenny," She said quietly.

"What?" he wasn't sure he heard her.

"You called me, "Baby," You've never called me that before…"

"I'm sorry, Darling, I was just so caught up in how beautiful you look, I know who you are and I'm glad you never gave up on me and us," he kissed her again and this time, she didn't stop him…

After making love and realizing that she'd exhausted Jonathan, listening to him snore, she remembered something she'd read, "I look in your eyes and they show me the darkness that you have come through, I also see at the same time, much light and desire, desire to be accepted and loved for who you are. Through your words, I hear a man full of compassion, honor and respect for many. And through your words, I feel the passion that has been building and longing to be shared. I Have seen your anger, while fierce which shows the hurt you have endured but are easily consoled. I accept you for who you are, as you are my everything" She watched him sleep somewhere while tears came to her eyes, thankful that he'd been returned to her and kissed his lips.

The next morning, although Jennifer had barely slept, they made love again, it was like they never wanted to stop or perhaps they were trying to make up for such lost time, she just knew that it was nearly lunch time before they were dressed and headed for the bank.

Holding hands, they went to the bank and Jonathan introduced himself to a man named Mr. Albert, who had slicked back hair and wore spectacles, wearing a suit that probably cost more than Jennifer's whole education and who was skeptical of Jonathan because in all the time he'd known Jenny, she'd never once mentioned a Jonathan.

But when Jennifer mentioned Charlie, Mr. Albert's eyes went wide and he nearly tripped over himself, "I apologize, Mr. Charlie, right away" and practically ran to the back of the bank with Jonathan and Jennifer trailing behind him, curiously sending each other signals.

When Mr. Albert pulled out a box, he was giddy, whatever was in that box obviously meant a great deal to him but Jennifer was becoming increasingly nervous.

"Jonathan, maybe this a bad idea," She pulled him aside, "What if there's something dangerous in that box,"

"Darling, what could be in that box that could be dangerous? it'll be okay," He hugged her, patted her behind and turned to Mr. Albert., "Let's open this thing and see what's inside,"

Jennifer reluctantly handed him the key, she could feel her heart climbing into her throat and just before she could scream out, "Jonathan, stop!" He put the key into the box and turned carefully.

Jennifer closed her eyes and waited for something, a blast or a shock to her body but the only thing she heard was Jonathan whistling. "Darling, you've got to see this!"

Jennifer walked to where Jonathan was reaching into the box and pulling out money, 100 dollar bills bound together, he must have reached in a dozen times before he reached the bottom, "There must be thousands of dollars here!" Jonathan exclaimed

"A hundred thousand dollars to be exact," Mr. Albert said eagerly, "You are very lucky, Mr. Charlie!"

"I was lucky before this and I already had my treasure," He smiled at Jennifer, "Why did Jenny have all this money,"

"Ms. Jenny was the last surviving child of the famed Coldman Family, one of the most prominent families in London, like your American Kennedys and I suppose that she felt that you were most deserving of this money," Mr. Albert said, "I could help you reinvest that money,"

"Jonathan," Jennifer put her hand on his arm, "I think I know someone who could use that money more than we could,"

Jonathan was constantly amazed at Jennifer's ability to think of others and her generosity toward others, if she wasn't involving herself in different Charities or helping people, she was constantly bringing home strays, cats, dogs …People.

He nodded, "I'm sure whomever you've got in mind is right, Darling," He took her hand, kissing her hand much to the chagrin of Mr. Albert, who stood there with his mouth hanging open.

They gathered the box, put the money back in and sealed it shut, going back into the car, Jennifer gave the driver an address and watched Jonathan, "Why do you suppose she left all this money to you," her curiosity getting the best of her.

Jonathan shrugged and looked up from the box, although he had seen her nude just hours before and had made love to her, he noticed for the first time that beneath her makeup, that her normally unblemished face was bruised heavily and that she was protective of her dominate arm, wondering if it was a result of Jenny falling on her but the Emergency Room doctors hadn't mentioned any broken bones to him when they'd finished their examination.

"Darling," He asked facing her, "Is your arm okay?"

"It's just a bit sore, from the accident," She shifted but didn't want to elaborate to worry him.

"What accident?!" Jonathan was surprised," You never mentioned an accident," the Car lurched forward

"Well I was hit by a car after you didn't show up," Jennifer didn't want to it come out bitterly but she guessed that a part of her was still angry with him.

"Show up where?" Jonathan could see the anger and exhaustion in her eyes.

Jennifer wondered briefly if this was an affect from the amnesia, "Um, we were supposed to meet on the Thames and then go home to California, at least according to your note,"

Jonathan shook his head, "I didn't send you a note, how could I?"

Jennifer pulled the note she'd been carrying around, "Then someone sent me this, but whom?"

He read the note and handed back to her, "Nope not my writing,", Jonathan shook his head.

"If you didn't send it to me, then who did?" She asked staring into his eyes, she was suddenly filled with a sense of dread.

Jonathan could only shrug and took her hand.

They sat in silence until Jonathan suddenly barked at the driver, "Stop!" the driver screeched to a stop. Jennifer jerked forward and nearly hit her head against the window when she was flung back, she was grateful to be wearing a seatbelt.

"Jonathan!" She yelled when the car stopped

"Sorry!" Jonathan apologized, unclipped her seatbelt and practically dragged her out of the car onto the Thames River.

Jennifer hadn't realized from the back of the car, it had started to rain, wiping her face, she had to yell to hear Jonathan over the sound of the boat horns, "What are we doing here?!"

Jonathan yelled back, "See where we are? We met right here!"

Jennifer looked around and realized, that when she was waiting for Jonathan to arrive before, she'd been on the wrong side of Thames. "Why are we here?" She yelled back, the horns were getting louder and her ears were beginning to hurt.

"I've had this in my wallet for almost a year and I've finally figured out why" He yelled, maybe he should have waited until after the boats left, he was beginning to get a headache. Pulling out his wallet, he took out a ring.

Finally, the horns stopped and He could speak without screaming, "I've been carrying this around for almost a year and for a while, I thought maybe I'd bought it for Jenny but then when We were together, I remembered that was the reason I was in the Jewelry store when the explosion happened. I bought this for you… Will you marry me, Jennifer Elise?" He got down on one knee and pulled out a ring, slipping it on her finger, he waited for her answer.

Jennifer took in a deep breath and stared out at the Thames for a minute, before she leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "Yes"

Jonathan whooped, jumped up and picked her up, swinging her around, she laughed, "Let's do it right now!" he yelled, "Let's get remarried right here!", He put her down and kissed her face.

She didn't want to disappoint him but she couldn't marry him, not right there. "Jonathan, don't you want to go home? We can't get married without Max and Zara, he'd never forgive us," He saw the tears behind her eyes and understood what she meant.

They'd both been away from home too long and it was time to go back.

Jennifer heard the door open and turned around to see familiar blue eyes running toward her,

"Mama, Mama!" Zara yelled racing toward Jennifer's desk with her arms open

"Hey little one!" Jennifer struggled to get out of the chair and lift her up, "Where's Daddy?"

"Right behind her, although his legs aren't as fast as a two year olds," Jonathan huffed behind her, he was winded and exhausted, Max had made this seem so easy but then again, who knew that the former CEO was now a Mr. Mom?

After they'd donated Jenny's money to Teddy, the driver who'd helped Jennifer find Jonathan and promised him a position at Hart industries, if he chose.

And the Next Morning, they had boarded a plane for home.

Jonathan, nervous about seeing Max and Jennifer worried if he was ready to be a Father to their daughter. Luckily, Jennifer had forewarned Max because she didn't want him to have a heart attack when Jonathan walked through the door, when she'd called Max to tell him that they were both coming home. He'd asked if she'd finally gone around the bend.

She could sense Jonathan's fear in the limo when they were being driven home and held his hand, "Are you ready,"

He smiled back at her, "As I'll ever be" the truth was, he wasn't nervous as much as he was excited.

The Limo had barely enough time to stop before Jonathan hopped out and running to the door, "Hello? Max, Zara?" He raced through the house when the patter of fur feet came flying from the kitchen and raced up the stairs to where Jonathan was standing at the top of the stairs, knocking him backwards, "Hey Buddy!"

Freeway was so excited, he was alternating between licking and barking like mad, "I guess someone missed me," Jonathan laughed as Jennifer climbed the stairs.

"Alright, that's enough, Freeway, go find Max," She pulled Freeway off Jonathan and helped him up, Jonathan took an opportunity and kissed her.

She had to laugh, his lips tasted like Max's gourmet dog food but she didn't care, she was just so happy to be home with him.

"Well, the house seems to be empty, " He gestured toward their bedroom, "How about a homecoming?"

She smiled just as a little voice echoed, "Mommmma!" from downstairs.

"We'll have to save the homecoming for later," She whispered before little feet were heard on the stairs.

Jonathan was disappointed but only for a second because when Zara made her way to the top of the stairs,

he couldn't breathe.

It was as if Jennifer had been cloned, Zara was her exact image, everything from the color of her red hair to the shape of her nose and eyes, if he didn't see the dimple in her cheek or the fact she had blue eyes like him, he wouldn't have believed for a second that this was his daughter…

But To his daughter, He was a Stranger and when she saw her Mommy with someone other than her Grandpa Max, she became frightened.

Jonathan made the rookie mistake of reaching out for her, which only made her scream louder and when Max heard this, he ran from the living room to the top of the stairs in record time, not realizing why Zara was screaming.

He scooped her up and comforted her while Jonathan was heart broken, Jennifer was helpless, because she understood that Zara was unfamiliar with Jonathan and even when Jennifer tried to take her from Max, she refused.

The world according to Zara Hart didn't include her parents.

"Hey Zara, it's me ..Daddy!" Jonathan reached out to even touch her red hair and she screamed even louder and clung to Max.

"Maybe I oughta take her down to the kitchen," Max said and without an answer from either of them, went downstairs with her.

Jennifer felt helpless and When Jonathan went into their bedroom without a word to her, she sat on the steps and tried not to cry, she'd wanted a perfect moment and it had all gone to hell.

She sat for a bit before going into their bedroom, where Jonathan was sitting on the edge of their bed.

"I think I've made a decision," He said quietly.

She braced herself, He was going back to London and leaving her to raise their daughter in the States.

Jonathan took a deep breath, "I don't think I want to go back to Hart Industries, I think I'd like a chance to get to know my daughter,"

Jennifer exhaled, and silently danced in her head, "If that's what you choose, but who will take over for you,"

He reached up and pulled her into his lap, "Well, why don't you keep running it, you've been doing a great job so far,"

She pushed back his hair, "How did you know?"

He kissed her neck, "Because I know you, you are capable of doing great things and this is one of them, you know how much I love the company and without me, The Hart would be gone,"

Jennifer looked down and said quietly, "I couldn't lose all of you at once,"

"Which is why, I'm giving you the company,"

Jennifer wasn't sure if she should be happy or sad that she wouldn't get to see him all time, "You'll still come visit me for lunch, won't you?"

"Every Day," He kissed her

And That's exactly where she was today except now there were two more Harts on their way.

Jonathan saw the tears form behind her eyes, "Are you okay,"

She took a deep breath and smiling, "I'm perfect,"

The END