Shane had wanted to accompany Kim to the airport to pick Jeannie up but Kim had convinced him that she needed a little girl-time with her first. She intentionally left out the part that Jeannie was furious about coming to Salem to spend the rest of her summer. Her exact words were, "Just another way to ruin my life, Mother," which Kim knew was a reference to the divorce.

Kim waited, filled with apprehension, in baggage claim. Thankfully, it was a short wait before Kim saw Jeannie step through the gate marked ARRIVALS. She was an extremely pretty girl, so pretty that a few older men who should have known better did double takes as she walked by. But Jeannie hardly noticed and certainly would not have cared. She was the kind of person who walked with assurance, always exuding a high level of confidence, traits she obviously inherited from her father. She did have her mother's coloring with long, silky blond hair that fell in waves past her shoulders, but in every other way she resembled her father right down to the hazel green eyes. Kim often marveled how she could have ever thought Jeannie could be anyone's but Shane's.

When Jeannie got closer, Kim could see the journey had not improved her daughter's disposition. After a hug that seemed more obligatory than heartfelt, Kim advised, "You better remove that sullen look from your face and improve your sour mood."

Jeannie stood with her arms crossed; impatiently tapping her Prada-sandaled foot. "I'm sorry Mother, but I was having fun with my friends. That is until you decided it's a good idea I come to Salem and get to know him better."

Kim let out a long breath. "First of all, he is your father and it is a good idea."

"Whatever you say. I'm here, aren't I?" Jeannie grabbed the handle of her luggage and set off in a huff towards the parking garage. Kim stood watching her daughter walk away, wondering once more if this visit was a good idea.

The drive home was long and made more tiring by Jeannie's angry mood. There was very little talk between them, with Jeannie giving mostly short, curt answers to Kim's queries. Kim could feel a headache coming on and she couldn't wait to get home yet at the same time she dreaded it. She feared Shane was expecting some warm reception and considering Jeannie's foul mood, it was going to be anything but pleasant.

Pulling into the driveway, Kim noticed Jeannie's eye's widen in awe. "Pretty, isn't it?"

Catching herself, Jeannie replied with indifference, "It's nice, but I liked our house in Beverly Hills better."

Just then Shane rushed up to the car and greeted them. There was an awkward hug between father and daughter as Shane remarked, "Look how much you've grown." Jeannie just shrugged her shoulders and glared, as Kim and Shane exchanged uncomfortable glances.

Shane carried the luggage into the house and explained the sleeping arrangements to a still angry Jeannie. Unsure what to make of her apparent belligerence, Shane decided to forego the afternoon tea he had set on the terrace and instead sent Jeannie out to look over the grounds. He then turned to Kim and cleared his throat. "Well, that was pleasant. I always seem to have angry teenage daughters thrust upon me."

"Whose fault is that?" Kim asked, a bit indignant.

"You were the one who said it was better if we stopped seeing each other," Shane said accusingly.

Kim couldn't believe the audacity of his last comment. "Yes, us, not you and them. The children were old enough to get together with you, without me around." Kim was tired and all she wanted to do was soak in a hot tub but she wasn't going to allow Shane to place the blame for this on her. "How about that Easter break you cancelled on them?"

"I had an unexpected assignment to take care of."

"I know, ISA always interfering, always out of Shane Donovan's control." Her voice dripped with sarcasm. "You get an assignment and you miss Andrew's confirmation and then for good measure, Jeannie's too. How about that ski trip in Switzerland or the African safari you promised to take them on."

"Andrew seems to have understood."

"Of course Andrew would. He was a young boy and his father was a secret agent. You going on missions were the coolest things imaginable to him. Jeannie was much more sensitive and more disappointed," Kim argued back, remembering, though, that each time Shane cancelled, Jeannie actually seemed more relieved than disappointed.

"All right, you've made your point," he said sharply. "It was just easier when we all got together."

"Well, we were divorced and I had a marriage to look after."

The last comment was met with silence as Shane understood the full meaning of what Kim had said. He had wanted to be a part of her life in spite of her marriage to Phillip and now he could see that he hadn't really been or at least hadn't had a right to be. His shoulders sagged in defeat as this realization sank in and he knew there was nothing more to discuss. He turned on his heels leaving Kim shaking her head and clenching her fists. "I really need that bath," Kim said to herself as she headed upstairs.