Central Park. Day. There is a picnic bench and also there is a woman sitting there working on the file.
Belle was waiting for Jake, while waiting for him, she was doing her work and drinking a soda can with a bunch of food for her empty belly.
Her mouth is now eating the burger as she writes a patient report on the file. She was alone without Arman and Mia. After dropping off the twins at school, Belle drives straight to the central park.
An half hours later, Jake showed up in a smile. He took his seat in front of her.
"Hungry?"
She looked up from the file, "While waiting for you. Yes, I didn't get any chance to eat my breakfast peacefully. So, I need energy".
She ate again, "Why are you being so late when you get older, suddenly lose your senses?" He smiled. "What kind of emergency do you want to see me here".
"Actually there is someone I would like to meet". He turns on his left where Katherine is on her way toward them. Belle turned on her right and saw Katherine approaching. "She really missed you, Belle".
Belle rose up from the bench and ran to Katherine with a big hug. Crying.
"Oh my dear Belle. It's good to see you again. We've missed you". Katherine cupped Belle's face.
She smiled. "All grown up. Being a mother at such a young age. How are you my dear? Jake told me everything about you and with your new life".
"It's over, Mrs. Harley, we miss you too. Since you know I have a child with him. I feel alive again".
Belle chuckled, "They're in school. I just drop them off before I get here". Then she laughed. "Well, enough of all this shit I don't want to speak about it".
Katherine and Jake burst into laughter, they sat on the bench.
"I forgot that your family lived here too. Of course I'm too busy with my life. I just don't think about everybody else except for my kids".
"I understand". Katherine's eyes narrow at the messy table. "Are you a doctor, Belle?"
"As a 'Psychiatrist Doctor' yes. I work at the mental Institution Salem Rockhaven Asylum".
Katherine amused and proud of Belle. Even though Belle has been through alone, she is still the strongest teenage girl Katherine has ever known.
If she were Belle she would end up as a stray girl or being a prostitute in Brothel.
"I am proud of you my dear, you are safe now. If I had a chance I would love to see your kids as I am saying "this casanova big boy here eyes to Jake never stop loving you until now".
Belle turns to Jake, smirking. "Really? How so".
"I, can we not talk about it? Let's just say you and me later, Belle I am blushing right now".
Belle and Katherine caught him, Belle said. "I just want you to know before we go any further, Jake I am not the same Belle you used to know. I'm different". She smiled.
Ethan James a.k.a Victor Gibson are fixing and repairing the benches. He heard the boys shouting and passing the ball on the field.
He turned to the field where he saw Arman was one of the team's football players.
The boys are practicing ready for the next football match next week. Gibson smiles then takes a seat on the bench as his eyes watch his son kicking the ball inside the goal post.
Incredible. Such a talented boy. Such a powerful leg when he kicked that ball. Obviously Arman grows more like him as Mia grows more like her mother, Belle.
He noticed that. More and more he tries to get them closer without Belle knowing it. Gibson smiling again.
Later, the team had to stop and take their rest for a moment. Arman saw Gibson from the field, whom he sits on the bench alone with the tools box beside him and a smile he never forgot to show.
Arman then approached toward the bench with a water bottle in his hand he reached from the bag. He drank it. He spoke to Gibson.
"If you are looking for Mia I believe she is with Miss Monica at the science labs. She got a test today".
"Okay. No. I actually fixed these benches and saw you practice, so I made a quick watch on your practicing".
Arman nods his head. "Tired?" Ask Gibson, patting the bench beside him. Arman sits. "What a great kick out there".
"Thanks". There is an awkward silence between the father and son. Arman begins with clearing his throat asking Gibson a question. "Have you been in football team, Mr. James?"
Gibson smiled. "Of course I was. It was an amazing match when people started to recognize who you are. No one can beat our team, ten years in a row".
He sighs, "You wanna know what position I am in my team. I am the striker and also a captain in my team. 'Demonhead Pirates' for short 'D. Pirates'.
"You got potential out there, Arman I can teach you how to tackle them without the Referee giving you a penalty or out from the field".
Arman's face lit up, Gibson smirking. "Can you do that? Without penalty? Or red/yellow card". Gibson nods his head.
"Teach us then. Obviously you had to speak to our Coach first if he agreed with your plans we can proceed". sigh. "As far as I know. I don't think our coach will use that trick on the field. It's called "cheated".
Nods. "It can be arranged". Finally, Bonding time with his own son. "Wonder where you got that talent".
Arman scoffs, said. "I wish my talent was from you. Obviously you are not my dad considering you as a friend. I don't believe my dad will be part of the football team".
"Why did you say that? What if he does?" Said Gibson. Trying to convince. "Surely you got this talent from your dad. I mean you may never have met him but he passed his talent on to you. That's the gift".
Arman shook no, Gibson spoke back. "Okay. Considering I am your dad even if it was, will you accept me?" Arman curiously looked up at him. "It's an example. Will you?"
"Nah! I know you will never be my dad. So, no. We may have a common or connection like we two love football right. Still... No".
The coach blew the whistle. Their rest time is over. Arman jumps off the bench and runs back toward the field without concerning or suspecting anything from Gibson.
Gibson almost revealed his secret. But he did give Arman a hint about him being his dad in real life. Arman is a genius, he will never trust people around him easily like this.
That boy. Gibson smiled, then carried the tools box and walked.
"Mia, your science test obviously got lower marks compared to your friends who got higher marks than you". Said Miss Monica. "Is something bothering you?"
Mia shook no. "Didn't you read the book before you took the test?" Mia didn't answer. "I believe you did read the book before the test, but you didn't remember the answer in your head".
"Of course I do, Miss Monica, it just never popped out of my head. I do understand the question just..my brain didn't help me out".
Miss Monica shook her head and sigh. She got the marks on the Mia test paper which she got 25% out of 100%.
"Your brother takes the test better than you do. He got 99% on his test. Should you consider asking your brother to help you out with your science test".
"He will laugh at me!" Said Mia. "I may not understand science but I do beat my brother in every game he asks me to play. That includes wrestling him to bed".
Miss Monica, shocked, said. "You two wrestle on bed before sleep?"
"Of course we are. He cannot defeat me in every single game, even if he tries to cheat, he still cannot win those games".
Miss Monica sighs harder again. Her eyes studied Mia from head to shoe. Then she smiled.
"Your mother is a doctor, Mia, ever you try to challenge yourself or one day that you will be like your mother as a doctor when you grow up".
"I don't want to be a doctor, not even to try to join politics. I want to be a Detective like Natasha. Solved the crime, chasing the criminal. Doesn't that sound exciting?"
Miss Monica snorted, she gave Mia the look. "Natasha is my mother's best friend and she works with the FBI. She hated that when we called her 'Aunt' Natasha".
Miss Monica sighs harder again, she speaks. "Oh Mia. I will talk with your brother".
"Oh come on! There's no need for that, Miss Monica. All right, I figured out how to improvise myself on my science test. You will regret it if I say that because it will happen".
Miss Monica smirking, said. "I'm not surprised if you did. You may go, Mia, make sure you keep your promise to me and we'll see about that. I will see you in another science test".
Later. A shadow standing in front of her, Mia looked up from the book and it was Gibson who was smiling down at her.
He drags the chair and sits. "Obsession. Interesting novels".
"Have you ever reached that limit before?"
He nods his head, of course he was. Otherwise where did both of his kids come from? "I do. With your mom with someone I love".
"Your wife?"
Gibson nodded his head again. "It's been a long year since it happened. It's hurt and painful actually because I abducted the woman I love, I held her and caged her under my nose.
"The truth was, it also can end your life with such cruel plans without you noticing and you must sacrifice yourself to protect her".
Mia nodded her head. "It sounds like my mom told me about my dad. He died because he protected us from that woman's name, Veronica Bilson".
Gibson eyes on Mia. So Belle did tell them about me and that whore.
"Owh. So he was then". Mia nodded. "Maybe I forgot you told me before about how your dad died. I'm old of course, not kindly remember what people said".
Smiling. "It's okay. I never asked your age, my mom is twenty seven this year". Of course. "Sorry?"
"What? No, I said... thirty six. Old enough to be your dad, Mia".
Her face blushed when he said that. She was hoping this man is really her dad without her knowing he is. "Mia, can I ask you something?"
"Sure. What is that?"
He smiles, if he can convince Arman why not Mia. Both of his children.
"Ever you imagine or think it could be possible if I was your real dad".
She blinked. "Why did you say that? My mom said that I cannot overreact or convince that you are my real dad.
"We all know that he's dead already. If it was true or he is still alive, that will be the best day in my life. I don't care what kind of jerks he is toward my mom, I just want to hug him, that's all I've been asking for myself".
Gibson is eyeing his daughter. He nodded and smile. "I know. I feel the same way as you do". He sighs. "I really really do understand that feeling. So I am".
Plaza Hotel. New York. Water pours in sheets from the sky. We can see these people splash down the street and duck beneath the shelter of the hotel's canopy. They shake water from their arms and hair, pluck at their shopping clothes.
There is a woman who we are familiar with, steps into the lobby, a beautiful design by the hotel as this woman confers with the doorman and walks to the front desk, unleashes her ire on the employee.
And this woman is Amy Brickfield.
"I have booked my suites with a park view from the balcony and now I have arrived here to check-in my room and what makes me angry is when I find out that the room I booked was taken by another guest".
"I am sorry, but there is nothing..." A manager enters from the back.
"Miss Brickfield, I have checked and there is a technical error when you booked the suites. How about 'I' as a manager booked a new room for you with the park view from the balcony as you request".
The manager smiles, he's literally scared of Amy. The way she looks, that face. Urgh! Like the devil being unleashed from Hell to ruin humankind and take their souls back to Hell.
"Is that supposed to mean I must pay extra money for another suites you offer me!"
The manager began to sweat. He wiped his own sweat with a smile.
"We will give you a discount as our hotel apologies".
Amy nods agree with the terms. The manager was delighted. "Well, I'll give you your suite key then. Our bellman will proceed with your luggages".
Amy, eyeing the manager, said. "And I want you to order me lunch as a punishment. Ten minutes starting now. I mean you 'The Manager'.
The manager gasped, running out of his life ordering food for Amy. She and the bellman get inside the elevator straight to the floor she is supposed to.
CLICK! The door swings open into the dark room, the bellman fumbles for a switch, hitting the lights, the sumptuous interior of gleaming marble, gilt and silk.
There's a view. Amy walks toward the open balcony. The bellman spoke at her back. "Is there anything I could help you, Miss Brickfield?"
"No. That's all. You will receive your tip from my account".
"Thank you, Miss Brickfield". He bowed and then left the room.
Amy arrives in New York on purpose looking for Doctor Craig. Her missing fiance.
She needs to find him no matter what her life takes and forcely ask him to take his word back and they will be back together as a normal couple like they used to.
As for, Belle. She's the reason Amy is here too and she will kill her if she had found her everywhere in New York.
Bitch!
Weekend has arrived again. Jake and Katherine finally meet the twins. Katherine looks so happy to see this version of Belle and of course the version of Victor Gibson too.
Doctor Craig takes a seat beside Belle. He smiles at Katherine.
"All these years you've been taking care of Belle". Doctor Craig nods. She spoke back. "Finally I saw someone who has a better heart than him".
Jake slapped Katherine laps asking her to behave and not right in front of the children and the worst Katherine had been talking about their dad.
"I'm just telling the truth".
"Mother!"
Doctor Craig nodded his head again, he spoke. "I understand that, Mrs. Harley, if I were you I would say the same thing. The Truth was, he tried to kill your son and he also hurt everyone else, including me".
"You are mom's boyfriend?" ask Mia to Jake. "It's kinda creepy but charming".
"Thank you. Beautiful as you are too. I am your mother's boyfriend . We were sixteen back then". Click tongue. "I can't tell you more as you already know about me. I believe".
Arman sank on the sofa, Mia spoke. "We know everything about the past. About you and our mom. Are you still in love with my mom, Mr. Harley?"
"Mia!"
"It's okay, Belle". Jake smiles, "I do really love your mom. I never stop thinking about her as it happens. I thank you, Doctor Craig, as you looked after Belle after his death".
Doctor Craig smiled, said. "It's my pleasure. It is also Victor Gibson's last will. I had to fulfill it on his behalf. Belle is his priorities as a wife to him that include his children".
"Doctor Craig is the brother I never had. I would have turned crazy if he wasn't there. After his death, I lost the love of my life when I started to love him. For short 'I need him, and he needs me'.
Belle reached Doctor Craig's hand, then she pinched it. He jolted. "Funny!" He said.
"He just broke his own engagement and ran away. That is why he is here. He's hiding from his ex-fiancee and it turns out she is a maniac".
Belle giggles, Doctor Craig eyeing and mocked her. "Belle! Don't. How's your health after the incident that brought you to death, Jake".
"Sometime. It still feels a bit stiff from the incident. Yeah! It's painful and bed-ridden. Slowly recovering. I'm fine now and that doesn't mean I forgot what he had done to me. I will never forgive".
Doctor Craig nods, understands, and smiles. "No one will forgive him even after he's dead. Too much sin he committed in our very own eyes. Make yourself comfortable here. If you two excuse me".
He walked to the door, as he swung the door open revealing Natasha, Virginia and Rosie at the door. Belle greeted them.
"Seriously! Why is everyone here today". Said Arman. "Do you have what I want, Natasha?"
She smiled, "It's in my bag. Use it well. Family reunion I think".
"Girls this is Jake Harley and his mother, Katherine Harley". Said Belle. "Finally we found each other".
Natasha smirks, said. "Owh that boyfriend. I remember that. It's nice to meet you all". Notice Doctor Craig eyes are stunned meeting her. "What you looking at, Punk!"
"Natasha is my brother, Doctor Craig you two had met before. Remember? The doctor".
She studied him, "Owh! That doctor. I hear you broke your engagement. Pity. Belle told us that. Crazy huh? Your fiance is mental!"
He gulped almost choked to death, snickering, said. "I believe I have found a new love here".
"Yeah right. Congratulations, you just declared yourself mental". Said Natasha.
"Why didn't I notice how beautiful you were when you were sixteen and even now". He said.
Her face gets closer to Doctor Craig, she smirks again. "Because you are dumb, Doctor Craig and you play with the scissors as I play with the gun. We are not the same".
"Harsh!" Rosie snorts, "I mean, BURN!"
They laugh, Natasha pushes Doctor Craig out of her way. He didn't move an inch as his eyes locked to her whenever she walked around the apartment.
"Exactly you do, Miss Natasha?" Ask Katherine.
Natasha opens the fridge, she drinks orange juice straight from the carton. Doctor Craig snickering looking at her.
"Oh I am the Agent. I work with the FBI. Katherine? Familiar with the name aren't you the former model, ex- Miss World something like that".
Katherine nods, "I am".
"Wonder. I do purchase your perfume on your pages. Not trying to flirt but.. it smells so good on me. Even the criminal on the loose is attractive to me. Crazy bitch I am".
She now walked to the oven where Belle had kept leftover Turkey inside, she ate. "This is good!"
"I cooked that Turkey". Said Doctor Craig. She stopped eating and washed her hand at the sink. "I never mind you ate that Turkey".
She mocked him. Jake spoke, "You kinda remind me of someone I know, Agent Natasha".
"Emma? Of course. Belle told me when we first met. If that girl is still alive, we are probably identical twins".
Jake nod agrees with her word. "Poor she is not. We all missed her especially, Belle whom she has been her best friend since they're little".
"I feel kind of that feeling". She smiled. "We are family now".