A/N: Here's chapter four already! Thank you for all who have been reviewing - it means the world to me! I think a chapter or two might follow this today, since I'm leaving tomorrow. I wanted to finish off on a good note! R&R!

The Sheffield house was full of the Christmas spirit, streamers and wreaths hung proudly in each doorway, and a sprig of mistletoe had been stuck to the doorframe of the kitchen door. The mistletoe was Jenny and Gracie's doing.

Jenny helped with the decorating, but tried to withdraw herself from all of the family situations, not wanting to intrude. That is why on the day before Christmas Eve, or Christmas Eve Eve (Ha!), Jenny found herself in the garage of her mother's house, working on their town car. Even though her mother disapproved, she had agreed to let Jenny do whatever repairs needed as long as she didn't have to see it. That was fine with Jenny, and the heat of the air-conditioningless garage was oddly comforting, as the weather was bitterly cold outside.

She was on her back under the car, a pair of overall-covered legs poking out. Her trademark red high-tops now were scuffed up, and she knew Mrs. Bennington would have a fit. Did Jenny care? No.

Their butler, Donovan peeked in the garage, and addressed Jenny, startling her.

"Ow!" she called from under the car, having bumped her head. She slid out from underneath, and sat up, rubbing her head.

"You have a guest, Miss Bennington -"

"JENNY!"

Donovan cleared his throat. "You have a guest Jenny. Shall I bring her in?"

Jenny wiped her greasy hands on her overalls, leaving marks that made Donovan wince.

"Uh, yeah. Who is it?" she asked, sliding under the car again.

"Not sure. She didn't say." he replied, leaving.

A few minutes later, Jenny heard footsteps enter the garage.

"Jenny?" a soft voice called out, echoing off the walls of the garage.

Jenny huffed, and slid back out to face her visitor. "Hey Gracie. What's up?"

Gracie shifted on her feet.

"Oh come on. I know you aren't that much of a girlie-girl. Have a seat." she motioned toward the hood of the car, where she was now perched.

Gracie smiled, and sat next to her.

"I'm sorry to bother you, it's just...I needed to talk. Maggie wasn't home, so you were the only person I thought to talk to. Well, it does concern you, but..."

"What is it?"

"I'm worried Jenny. Really worried." she stuttered.

"What about?" concern clouded Jenny's eyes, and she frowned. "Is someone hurt?"

"It's Miss Babcock. I know she's not really on the best terms with anyone at the moment, but something's really bothering her. She's been spending more and more time at the house, not that I mind. But she's been more distant. Even Niles is worried."

"Wow. It must be bad. But how does this concern me?"

"Well for one, when she does talk, she talks about you. And two, she's been really weird around Niles. She mostly ignores him now." Gracie said, looking up at her new friend. "I know they both are in serious denial-"

"Good girl. I thought I was the only one who saw it." Jenny laughed, but then turned serious again as the girl with surprising smarts for her age continued.

Gracie smiled, but it faltered.

"Did Niles ever tell you about Miss Babcock's history?"

"Uhhh...how far back? 104 B.C.?" she joked again. "Sorry. Niles has rubbed off on me a lot."

"Yeah. He's pretty cool. Anyway, when she was twenty-four I believe, my parents got married. CC had just started working for my dad, but she had known my mom for most of her life. Niles was there too. Anyway, she felt really lonely, kind of like she does now. Her best friend had gotten married, and she was forced to see them every day. So, it made her really upset on the inside, and she started drinking, thinking that nobody would love her the way mom loved dad. So, in short, she was jealous."

"Alright, where ya going with this Gracie?"

"I'm getting there. You have to understand this first. While mom and dad were on their honeymoon, Niles told me that CC went to a bar and got crazy drunk. She got pregnant that night. Niles and mom were the only two that knew, and she went a leave from work shortly she had the baby, and dad thought she needed a vacation anyway."

"Uhm...okay? What does this have to do with anything? And how do you know all of this?"

"It has to do with everything. EVERYTHING. And I've heard stories over the years. Don't doubt me." Gracie retorted as Jenny stood up and picked up a wrench. "How exactly did you hurt yourself that night you came to us?"

Jenny looked taken aback.

"Oh, there's this piece of glass on the sidewalk, and I always trip over loose pieces of concrete when I walk that way. I always pick up the piece and throw it away, but there's always more. That was the first time I've ever hurt myself on it. I think I still have a scar." Jenny absentmindedly tugged on the leg of her overalls.

"That makes sense." Gracie dropped, surprising Jenny. "Well, in a superstitious kind of way. You see, After Miss Babcock had the baby, she got into a car accident, and almost lost the baby. Some druggie rear-ended her. While in the hospital, she decided to give the baby up for adoption, because she wanted the best for it. The baby was transferred to a new mother and father while she was still under intensive care, and she never found out who got it."

"Awww. That sucks. No wonder they call her the Bitch of Broadway."

"Listen, I walked the road where it was reported that the accident happened, and I saw exactly what you saw. There's still shards of glass over on that loose concrete. I have no clue why though. Scientifically, it's impossible." Gracie added.

"Well, fuck science. I gave up on that years ago." Jenny laughed, patting her on the arm. "Now can you please tell me what you're trying to tell me?"

"I'm trying to tell you that I'm almost certain that I've found the baby that belongs to Miss Babcock."

"How did you find that out?"

"Well, I'm still not certain, but it's a 99.9% correct hunch. The baby was born on April 18, 1980."

Jenny dropped the wrench on her foot.

"OW! Shi-Wait! That's my birthday!"

Gracie grinned.

"Then I'm right. I think I've found your mother Jenny."

A/N: Yay! One more chapter left! It'll be a long one - my gift to you! Review for me, and I'll put the next chapter up shortly!