Written by: Dallas Walsh

Mac Rockwell stands in his office at Rockwell Mining, holding the wedding ring he gave Lydia in his hand. The ring that she left him in her will; he hasn't been able to really stop looking at it since he got it back. He didn't even realize that she had kept it all these years. Looking at the large diamond, he can see why she kept the ring, however, as it is an original.

While he and Lydia were not close in recent years, a part of him still can't believe that she is dead that they will never be able to make amends. He recalls how the previous day, he was at the grave yard when he saw Sabine Andrews there. He and Lydia's sister seemingly shared a close moment, which was nice for him because he feels like he needs the support right now. He hopes that the double wedding coming up will be a way to bring the family together for something good, instead of all the chaos that has been following them around, Lydia's death being at the center of it.

"What on earth are you still doing holding that ring?" Lucinda Rockwell asks her son as she barges into the office, throwing her purse down on the sofa. "Lydia is gone, Mac. We have to move on with our lives."

Mac turns and puts the ring back in its box, before putting in the top drawer of his desk. "Yes, she's gone mother," Mac replies to her. "You of all people should be happy, considering how much you hated her."

"You should hate her too," Lucinda snaps back at him. "After everything that woman put this family through, she is getting exactly what she deserves!"

"What does that mean?" Mac replies to her.

Lucinda shakes her head and turns away from her son so he can't see her face. "Just that she deserved to die in that plane crash," she manages to say, knowing no one can know that she is actually alive and in the basement of Lucinda's mansion. She will take that secret with her to her grave. "I just want us all to move on."

"I was thinking the same thing," Mac tells her. "I'm hoping that the double wedding will do just that: bring this family together."

"I hope you're right," Lucinda agrees with him. "Speaking of, I was hoping to see Cole and Stacey today to see if I can help with anything. Do you happen to know where they are?"

"Well, I'm assuming Stacey is already at Blackmore Ltd. She's been busy girl over there," he says rolling his eyes, knowing that Stacey stole the Kremlin Diamond mine from Rockwell Mining.

"Yes, I have been busy," Stacey Rockwell announces as she stands in the door of her father's office. "I hope I'm not interrupting."

"Of course not, darling," Lucinda moves up to her granddaughter and hugs her. "I was just telling your father that I would like to help with the wedding, if I can."

"I'll let you know," Stacey purses her lips together. "I actually came to see Daddy about something."

"You did, huh?" Mac asks her, as he crosses his arms over his chest. "I'm not sure I have much to say to you right now, I'm afraid. Stealing one of my mines from under me isn't exactly what I'd expect from you. Especially for a temporary job."

Stacey chuckles back, almost worried about how he will feel about her latest stunt that she thought of the previous night. She hasn't announced anything, yet, but she does, she knows it will cause plenty of fireworks. "I don't know how long the job will last," Stacey replies to him. "But, Kent is really happy with my performance right now. I thought you, of all people, would understand that it's just business. I want to make amends. I hate that we are fighting."

"If you weren't my daughter, I'd be tempted to call security!"

"Daddy, please," Stacey waves her hand in the air. "I don't want to fight with you about this. I wanted to ask you if you would walk me down the aisle at my wedding. I don't want this business mess to come between us."

"Mac," Lucinda tells her son. "Remember what you were just saying about this wedding. This is a time for us to come together."

Mac nods back to them both. "Of course," Mac replies to her, seeing the daughter he has loved since her birth. "I'd love to walk my baby girl down the aisle. Count me in."

"Perfect," Stacey comes up to him and hugs him. "Thank you, Daddy."

***

Marat Kafelinkov orders a coffee with Bailey's and then pulls out his cell phone as he sits in the country club. He declined on having breakfast at the mansion this morning because he knew that he had to talk to his father and he wanted to do so in privacy. He is still reeling with the fact that Stacey was able to convince Yui to move Rockwell Mining to Blackmore Ltd. He knew that his father didn't appreciate the way Lydia Rockwell handled the contract with Kremlin Diamonds when she was at the head of Rockwell, but this still seems jarring.

"Father, I'm glad I caught you," Marat says into his phone.

A large cloud of cigar smoke looms over Yuri's head in Moscow. "It's good to hear from you, son," Yuri replies to him. "I wanted to congratulate you on your engagement."

"Thank you," Marat replies, taking a sip of his alcohol laced coffee. "I hope you can make it to the wedding."

"I will be there," Yuri says back to him. "It's perfect timing, because I have some other business I have to take care while I'm in Kelsey Lake."

"I am assuming that this has to do with the fact that you moved the mine to Blackmore Ltd?"

"It does," Yuri replies to him quickly, inhaling another drag of his cigar. "I'm sure you have questions about that."

"It's actually the reason I was calling."

"Listen, son, you have to trust me that I know what I am doing."

"The fees to break that contract were outrageous," Marat scolds his father. "Why would you cost the company that money? The last time we spoke, you wanted to use funds to expand into the Ukraine!"

"I have my reasons," Yuri explains to him, knowing that Lucinda gave him the difference for their plan to get rid of Lydia. "I'll explain to it all when I see you. In the meantime, I have to get going."

"Fine," Marat replies to him. "Travel safe, father. See you soon."

Marat hangs up his phone and runs his hand through his hair. His phone call in hopes of trying to uncover some information, turned into him having more questions than before. He just wishes his father would trust him enough to let him in on the secret.

"What are you up to, father?" he asks himself.

***

Brock Jennings finishes spotting Lex Rockwell's press and moves the weights to the bar handles, before passing Lex a towel, as they are wrapping up another work out session in hopes of getting Lex back up to full strength. Brock, however, hasn't been able to get his mind off the fact that he and Lex shared a kiss the previous day, and then he discovered that Jarek Williams, not his mother Odette, was the one drugging Lex.

"You did great," Brock smiles at Lex. "Your arms look so much more toned."

Lex stands up and flexes a little back to his trainer. "You think they look good?"

"Yea, I do," Brock licks his lips a little, before Lex blushes and puts his arms down. "Sorry, we should really not continue to flirt this way. You're married."

Lex nods back to him. "Yea," Lex agrees with him. "I mean, I think Jarek is going through a transition period. He means well, but we shouldn't do this."

"What do you mean he's in a transition period?"

"His spending habits and partying are a bit much right now," Lex tells him, as he towels his face off. "I don't think he's used to having so much disposable income…"

"Right," Brock tells him, thinking that would have been Jarek's motivation for wanting Lex dead: the Rockwell fortune. "Well, I think you should be careful. I don't want to see you get hurt."

"I appreciate that," Lex smiles back to him. "You're a good guy, Brock."

Brock chuckles a little back to him, unaware Jarek is standing at the door. "You know I think that of you," he moves closer to him. "I couldn't stop thinking about last night."

Lex looks into his eyes. "Me either, if I'm honest," he replies to him. "But, we can't do that again. I'm married…"

"I know," Brock replies. "Can't blame me though."

Lex chuckles. "No, I can't. Anyways, I should hit the shower. I have a busy day planned."

"Tomorrow, we are on?"

"Of course," Lex says before he leaves the room.

Brock starts collecting his things, when he hears the gym door close loudly. He stands up and turns around and sees Jarek coming into the gym, not looking happy having overheard the conversation. Something, obviously, happened the previous night between Brock and Lex.

"Morning," Brock tells him, as Jarek comes up to him.

"I heard what you said to my husband," Jarek tells him, his blood boiling. "What the hell happened last night?"

"Your husband didn't tell you?" Brock asks him back.

"No, he didn't."

"Then, ask him. I'm not getting in the middle of your relationship."

"Ha!" Jarek laughs. "I think you're exactly where you want to be."

"Funny," Brock replies to him. "I think you're exactly where you want to be too. What would happen if the truth came out, Jarek? Then where would you be? Maybe with your Mother behind bars?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Figure it out," Brock tells him. "The only thing you should worry about is, when will the truth come out?"

Jarek watches as Brock walks out of the gym, and he feels his heart racing a million miles per minute. There's no way anyone could have figured out the truth, is there? Jarek asks himself. He quickly realizes that he has to get to the house to see what, if anything, Brock has uncovered.

Meanwhile, Brock arrives on the base of the staircase and is about to leave, when Lex comes into the foyer, dressed for his day.

"It took you awhile to come down from the gym, everything okay?" Lex calls out to him.

Brock stops and looks back at him. He knows that he has to tell Lex the truth, the question is when and where? It has to be a time when he is alone with Lex because he doesn't want Jarek to be around, in case he snaps.

"Yea, everything is cool," Brock replies to him. "I know you said you had a busy day planned but do you think we could talk later? I mean, just the two of us?"

"Of course," Lex says back to him. "As long as you know that I'm married and I don't want you to think anything more will happen between us."

"I get that," Brock replies. "Let's talk today?"

"Sure."

***

Jarek opens the front door of the Williams house and quickly moves inside. He wishes, now that he is here, that it hadn't taken him so long to arrive at the house. He knows that Odette told him that some of the drugs that she was giving him to feed Lex to try to kill him are still in the house. He has to find them, and he has to find them quickly.

"If Brock knows something," Jarek whispers as he looks at a family picture of himself, Odette and his father, Bernie. "Then, I have to kill him. I have to find the drugs and make sure that he never knows what I did. What we did, Mom."

He sets the picture back down on the mantel and then turns around. "Okay," he takes a deep breath. "If I was my mother, where would I have put those pills?"

***

Stacey opens the door to Kent Blackmore's penthouse and moves inside. She scans the room, but doesn't see Kent anywhere in sight, which is perfect. She quickly moves over to the bar, where there's a fresh pot of hot coffee resting. She pours two cups as she hears Kent emerge behind her.

"Oh Stacey," Kent says as he emerges on the staircase. "Good morning."

"Hi Kent," she turns and smiles to him. "I've poured you a cup of coffee. I thought we could chat."

"That's nice of you, thank you."

He reaches the living room and she passes him the coffee. "What did you want to discuss?" he asks before he takes the first sip of the beverage.

Stacey takes a seat on the sofa and crosses her long legs, looking at him to see if she can see if his eyes are glazed over yet this morning. She quickly realizes that he has taken some medication, based on the look on his face. "My position at Blackmore Ltd," she admits to him. "I know you've been speaking to your lawyer about moving the power of attorney over to Lex, but I'm wondering if you would consider not doing that. I'd like you to keep me in charge. Look at everything I've done."

Kent takes another sip of his coffee. "I understand where you're coming from, Stacey, I really do. The piece for me is that I'd feel a lot more comfortable having my son in charge. I appreciate everything you've done for Blackmore, don't get me wrong."

"Did Lexington actually agree to this?"

Kent uneasily nods his head. "He said that he would think about it," he reveals to her. "I do believe that he will take the position."

"I see," Stacey says back to him. "So, there's nothing I can do to change your mind?"

"I'm afraid not," he replies to her. "I really do want my son to be in charge. After all, this would be a great way for Lex and I to build our relationship."

"Do you want another coffee?" she asks him, noticing that he's almost drank the entire cup. "It is odd, because the other day you seemed to think that it was a good idea that I stay in charge, Kent. Why would you change your mind now? I'm doing good things for Blackmore."

"No, I'm suddenly feeling like something like a little bit stronger," he says moving over to the bar. He pours a brandy, and as always, takes out two pain pills and takes them with his first sip.

"Are you still in pain?" she asks him, coming up behind him.

"Terribly," he admits to her. "That's why Lex needs to be in charge. I don't know if, or when, I'll be able to come back. Even though, I understand you've done a good job."

"Well, just so you know, I've done something else to keep Blackmore Ltd on the top of its game," she reveals to him. "I can't get into all the details, but after you hear what I've done, maybe you'll consider me in the position. I'm taking this very seriously, Kent!"

Kent nods back to her, but his eyes are so glazed over, Stacey realizes that he didn't hear a word she just said. "Now, can you please tell me that you want me in this job?"

"Yes, yes," he tells her, slowly moving to the sofa, his eyes heavy and his words slurred. "Houston would be proud of you. You're doing a good job."

Stacey freezes when she reaches the door, hearing Kent say her dead fiancé's name. She doesn't know why it got to her, but it struck a chord with her. She shakes her head and leaves the penthouse, knowing she has a busy day planned.

***

"Lex, wait up," Jarek calls out from the top of the staircase of the Rockwell mansion, as he sees Lex about to open the front door to leave for the day, already home from the Williams house. He didn't find any stash of drugs that Odette was talking about, which makes him think that maybe she was mistaken. Or at least, that's what he hopes. "I wanted to apologize to you about yesterday. I get know why having the party wasn't the best idea. You just have to know that I'm still getting used to living in a house this size and being surrounded by money. I didn't grow up with a lot…so it's an adjustment."

"I get it," Lex replies to his husband. "And, thanks for apologizing. I was worried that you didn't realize why it was wrong. But, today, you proved why I love you so much."

"You do love me, right?" Jarek asks him.

"Of course I do," Lex tells him, grabbing his hand. "Why would you think any different?"

"I don't know," Jarek shrugs. "Is there something you're not telling me? Is there something we should be talking about?"

Lex gulps, knowing that he and Brock shared a kiss and Lex's attraction to his trainer has been growing. Still, he did tell Brock that they couldn't go down that path, and he is sure that Brock will respect his decision. Lex looks at Jarek and knows that he should tell his husband about the kiss, but he wonders what that would solve, other than making Jarek mad.

"No, we have nothing to talk about," Lex tells him, as Jarek feels his blood boil, knowing that Lex is lying to him. "What are you up to today? Do you want to meet later, maybe for lunch of drinks?"

Jarek, still fuming, shakes his head no. "I think I'm going to visit my Mom. Not sure the kind of mood I'll be in after."

"Okay, that's fair," Lex nods back to him. "Oh, I forgot my bag in the other room."

"I'll grab it for you," Jarek tells him, before he rushes into the living room of the mansion. He immediately spots Lex's bag and he picks it up. He then spots Lex's cell phone and grabs it for a moment. He looks at the screen that has a text message from Brock on it. "Don't worry, it's our secret."

Jarek fumes, knowing that he has to stop Brock. First, he is coming on to his husband, and now he might know that Jarek is the one who was drugging Lex. He puts the phone in his pocket and then returns to the foyer. "Here's your bag," he passes it to Lex.

"Thanks babe," Lex smiles to him. "How about later tonight, we reconnect. I think I'm feeling better too…"

"Really? You are? I'd like that a lot…" Jarek smiles back to him. "You know that everything I do, I do for us, right?"

"Of course," Lex nods back to him.

"Good, I want you to know that I think you're well enough to let go of Brock too," Jarek tells him. "I still don't like how he treats me or that he flirts. It's time, Lex. You're looking better than ever before."

Lex uneasily nods back to him. "Let's chat about it over drinks later? I gotta jet, talk later."

Once the door closes, Jarek sighs since he is alone. He doesn't know what kind of game Brock is playing, but he will be the one to end it. He won't allow Brock Jennings to come between him and Lex. "Now, to take care of Brock Jennings, once and for all," he whispers to himself, as he pulls out Lex's phone. If Odette wasn't mistaken about the drugs, then Jarek is sure that Brock would have discovered them, and he knows that he can't allow that. "And, I know just how."

***

Celeste Rockwell moves into the living room of the mansion and immediately pours herself a cup of coffee. She turns around when she hears someone else come into the living room, and she assumes it is her fiancé, Cole Rockwell.

"Good morning stud," she says, spinning around and immediately blushing when she realizes that it is Marat, not Cole. "Oh, I'm so sorry."

Marat chuckles back to her. "Don't apologize," he winks back to her. "I think I remember you using those very words to me those years ago in New York."

Celeste chuckles back to him. "It's true, I probably did," she purses her lips together. "But, I have to tell you that Cole saw us the other day at the country club. He was upset that you were holding my hand. If we are going to keep our past a secret, we have to be more careful about how we interact."

"Understood," he nods back to her. "So, he confronted you about our time together?'

"Yea, he did," Celeste tells him. "And you know what? I was able to cover by saying I just found out my divorce to Mac was finalized and that we were talking about the wedding. He believed me."

"Well, that's good," he replies to her. "Look, Celeste. I'm going to tell you again, I do think that you should tell him your secret. Not about our time in New York, of course, because that's too painful. But, the fact that you learned that you can't have children…I think, I think Cole should know that before you two get married. He has the right to know."

Celeste feels her eyes swell with water. The last thing she wants is for something to come between them when they are so close to getting everything that they want, which is to be together. "I don't know if I can, Marat."

"You have to, Celeste. You owe him that much."

"What's going on in here?" Cole asks as he comes into the living room. "I seem to interrupt you two all the time. What's going up?"

"I was just leaving," Marat announces to them. "See you guys later?"

Cole waits for Marat to be out of the room before he turns back and looks at Celeste. "Okay, are you going to tell me what's going on?"

***

Stacey opens the door to her office at Blackmore Ltd and moves inside quickly, her heart still racing a million beats her second. She can't believe that Kent mentioned Houston's name to her. The fact that he said Houston would be proud of her, must be a good thing, right? After all, he said that she was doing a good job. But why would he mention Houston's name?

She moves over to the bar and pours a brandy, quickly taking a drink. "If he's not convinced now that I am doing a good job, he will be after he sees what I've done. There's no way he won't be impressed with me."

She sets the empty glass down on the bar and sighs heavily. "Now, I just have to make sure Kent stays out of the office for a while longer…so I can keep the job from him too…I have to do this…"

"Do what?" Lex asks as he opens the door to the office and sees his sister thinking to herself. "What's going on, Stacey?"

"Oh Lex," Stacey turns and sees her brother come in. "You startled me."

"Sorry," he closes the door. "I was hoping Kent would be well enough to be in the office today. I think we have somethings to discuss."

"Oh?" she asks him. "Like what?"

"I've decided to accept the CEO position," he reveals to her, as she pours herself another drink.

"Oh, you have?" she asks him, taking another sip of the brandy. "Have you spoken to Mac or Kent about this?"

"No, you're my first visit," he tells her. "I wanted you to hear it from me first."

"I appreciate that," she smiles back to him. "It's ironic, because earlier today I was with Kent. And, he seemingly has had a change of heart. He has grown to appreciate that I'm doing a good job here."

"Really?" he asks her in surprise. "I guess that's a good thing because then I won't have to upset Mac about my decision."

"Right," she smiles back to him. "Everything worked out the way it was supposed to."

"Yea, I guess so," Lex tells her. "You what's odd though? Kent really wanted me to have this job. It's weird that he changed his mind so suddenly."

Stacey shrugs her shoulders. "Anyone can change their mind," she tells him, as he nods back to her.

"I guess you're right," wondering why Kent would change his mind about this.

***

Stacey opens the door to the penthouse and quickly moves inside. After Lex's visit with her at Blackmore Ltd, she knew that she had to convince Kent make her have the CEO position. He can't give it to Lexington now, not after everything she has done to ensure she is the best person for the job.

"I have to make sure no one knows what I'm up too," she says to herself, as she walks into the living room, seeing Kent still fast asleep on the sofa.

"He's sleeping," she whispers, as she moves up to the bar. She finds his medication, opens the bottle and opens it quickly. She realizes that he has been taking a lot of his medication with a brandy as the bottle is almost empty. She looks back at him and, for a brief moment, wonders if she should make him a drugged beverage right now. She puts the pill bottle down. "No, I can't. He's Houston's father!"

Suddenly, there's a knock on the penthouse door. She rushes over, not wanting to wake him up. "Delivery for Kent Blackmore," the young UPS driver says to Stacey.

She passes him a $50.00 and takes the package. Inside, she opens it, and is startled to see the transfer of POA from her name into Lexington's. "No!" she cries to herself, as she hears Kent start to moan on the sofa. She turns around and sees him coming too.

"Kent, how could you!" she yells at him, as he slowly gets up.

"Stacey? What on earth?" he stands up to face her. "What is that you're holding?"

"It's the POA! I thought you were happy with the job I was doing! You told me, you told me that Houston would be proud of me! Was that all a lie?"

Kent shakes his head in confusion. "We have spoken about this Stacey," he tells her calmly. "You agreed to the transfer of the POA. I don't know what the big deal is."

"The big deal? I stole a company from my father! I … I've done other things that will make my family turn against me! I've put everything into this job, and this is how you repay me?"

"Stacey, calm down," he says coming up to her as he tries to take the documents away from her.

"No!" she shoves him back. "I won't calm down! You haven't been able to see how good of a CEO I have been! I won't let you take this away from me."

Kent moves back up to her quickly. "It's okay, Stacey, it really is okay," he reaches out to embrace her, but she pushes him away again.

"I said no!" she yells, shoving him harder, which causes him to fall back. His back hits the wall and he slowly tumbles to the ground as he grunts out in pain. She watches in horror as Kent lays unconscious, and his wound starts to bleed, as his stitches have come undone. Shocked and started, Stacey quickly grabs the POA, which fell from her hand and rushes out of the penthouse, leaving Kent laying in a small pool of blood.

***

Sabine Andrews opens a drawer in Mac's office and pulls out a file. She quickly opens it on the filing cabinet and looks over her shoulder to ensure no one is about to walk into the office. She pulls out her phone and starts taking pictures of the documents inside the file. She quickly hides her phone when she hears someone walk into the office, so she closes the folder.

"Oh, Mac, hi," she turns with a smile on her face. "I was just looking over some of the mines that you're doing business with to see what kind of diamonds I'll be working with."

"That is fantastic," Mac says coming into the office, completely unaware of what Sabine was actually doing. "Can I get you a coffee?"

"Sure, that'd be nice," she smiles back to him. "How's your morning going? You seem to be arriving a little late today."

"I had a run-in with my mother this morning," he reveals to her as he passes her a coffee.

"Lucky you," Sabine takes a sip of the coffee. "Let me guess? She's furious that you've hired me?"

Mac chuckles back to her. "No, she doesn't even know that yet. She was upset that I was still mourning Lydia."

"She always did hate my sister," Sabine tells him, as she moves closer to him, setting her coffee down. "Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe I shouldn't be working here."

"Why would you say that?"

"Because," she purses her lips together as her hand caresses his. "She hates me just as much as she hated Lydia. It won't go over very well."

"I don't do business based on whom my mother likes and doesn't like," he tells her, as he looks into her eyes. "You've been good for me, Sabine. You've helped me with Lydia's death and you've helped me with my company."

"I can help you with many things," she says, looking back into his eyes.

"You can, can you?"

She licks her lips and leans in and kisses him passionately. They part ways. "Sorry, I shouldn't have done that," she smiles back to him.

"Yes, you should have," he replies to her. "You're a beautiful woman. But, we should keep this business only."

"Fair enough," she tells him. "Let's get to work."

***

Jarek stands in his bedroom of the Rockwell mansion, his mind racing about how he can stop Brock from exposing him. If he found the drugs at Odette's house, that's not enough to convince anyone that he was the one drugging Lex, he tells him. "If anything," he whispers to himself. "It would prove that Odette was the one drugging him. Still, I can't take the chance. I have to stop Brock."

"I can't let him tell Lex the truth," he whispers to himself, as he holds Lex's cell phone in his hand, knowing what he has to do. He has to kill Brock Jennings.

***

"You're not saying anything, Celeste," Cole tells her as they sit across from one another in the living room of the mansion. "Please, tell me what is going on with you."

Celeste takes a deep breath and knows that she has to tell Cole the truth. Marat is right: he deserves to know the truth before they get married. "You're right, I have to be honest."

"Please, I'm all ears."

"I have been keeping something from you," she begins to tell him. "But, it's not because I didn't want to tell you, it's because I've been trying to get my head around it myself."

"What is it?" Cole pleads with her to reveal it.

"When I was with your father, we were trying to have a baby."

"Yes, I know that. You went on the pill to prevent it."

Celeste nods back to him. "Still, he made me go to the doctor to see if I was pregnant at the time. I didn't think that the results would come back with anything because I was on the pill. But, Dr. Chen, he ran a bunch of tests."

"What kind of test? The doctors found something wrong with you?" Cole asks her.

Celeste lets a tear fall from her eye. "Yes," she whispers. "When I fell down the stairs here at the mansion and I lost my baby…I fractured one of my fallopian tubes. I…I can't have any more children, Cole. You'll never have a biological child with me."

Cole stands up and runs his hand over his face. "My God," he whispers to himself, shocked by her revelation.

"Cole," Celeste says to him. "Tell me that you understand. Tell me that this doesn't change anything for us getting married."

***

NEW YORK CITY

Vivian Blackmore opens the door to agency and moves inside. She takes off her gun glasses when she reaches the receptionist desk.

"I'm Vivian Blackmore," she purses her lips together. "I have a meeting…Larry Frondell sent me."

"One moment please," the young girl tells her as Vivian nods and moves over to the magazine rack.

Within a few moments, a middle aged woman emerges at the door. "Mrs. Blackmore," she says, causing Vivian to turn around. Vivian quickly notices that woman isn't very well dressed and her hair hasn't been combed, in what looks like, days. "I'm Tammy Hutchinson, please come in."

Vivian follows Tammy into her office. "I got all the details about your quest from Mr. Frondell. I must admit, he is a very good PI. He has set everything up, accordingly."

"That's why I pay him the money that I do," Vivian giggles back to her. "So, let me get this straight. No one will ever find out about this?"

"We are positive," Tammy smiles back to her. "We keep everything extremely confidential."

"Wonderful," Vivian purses her lips. "Now, I'd like to meet the child in question."

***

"Darling, I'm so glad that you're here," Lucinda announces to Stacey and Marat, as they sit side by side in the country club. Lucinda is just thrilled that her daughter has finally found happiness again, following the tragic death of Houston Blackmore.

"Yes, Grandma, I'm here," Stacey looks up from holding Marat's hand. She left Kent's quickly, not sure what to do, but secretly hoping that maybe he wouldn't remember anything that happened when he woke up. "I'm surprised you wanted to us alone, what's going on?"

"Yes, Mrs. Rockwell," Marat chimes in. "We assumed you'd want to see us with Cole and Celeste, since we are having the wedding with them."

"Nonsense," Lucinda waves her hand in the air. "I wanted to see the two of you because I wanted to give you an early wedding present."

"Really? What could it be?" Stacey asks her Grandmother.

"You never got to tell your family that you were engaged to Houston," Lucinda begins to tell her. "And, you know what, darling, that is a blessing in disguise, because Houston Blackmore wasn't the man for you. This young man, he's the one for you."

"I appreciate that," Marat nods back to her.

"So, I'd like to send the two of you away on a honeymoon you'll never forget," Lucinda reveals to them. "Paris? A mediterranean cruise…name it, and it's yours!"

"Grandma, I don't know what to say…" Stacey says back to her.

"You two talk it over, and let me know…"

***

Lex continues to knock on the front door of the penthouse. After a few minutes, he breathes a heavily sigh. He had hoped to talk to Kent about his change of mind about the CEO position, but obviously he's not home.

"I guess I'll leave him a voicemail and he can call me when he's free," Lex says to himself, thinking that it's odd that Kent isn't at home. "I don't know where he could be though. It's not like him to leave when he's still recovering."

Inside the penthouse, Kent lays on the floor alone, still unconscious and still bleeding from his wound.

***

"Lex?" Brock calls out as he opens the front door of the mansion. "I got your text that you needed to see me. Where are you?"

Ingrid, the house maid, comes into the foyer to see what all the shouting is about. "Oh, Mr. Jennings," she says to him. "You're here. I have a message for you that you're to go up to Lexington's bedroom. He's waiting for you there."

"He is?" Brock asks, feeling his face blush from the heat of feeling embarrassed. "Thanks for your help."

He moves up the stairs to the third floor of the mansion, where Lex's bedroom is. He looks inside the bedroom, but doesn't see Lex. Suddenly the bedroom door closes and Brock turns around quickly, seeing Jarek standing behind him.

"Where's Lex?" Brock asks him, confused by what Jarek is doing.

"He's not here," Jarek sneers at him. "I called you over. We have to get some things straight."

"Yea, you're right, we probably do. I know your secret," Brock replies to him. "And, I'm going to tell Lex the truth. You can't hide anymore."

"That's where you're wrong," Jarek replies to him. "Because, if you think that I'm going to let you ruin my marriage, you have another thing coming."

"Me, ruin your marriage?" Brock laughs back to him. "You're the one who tried to kill your husband!"

"Don't you ever say that again," Jarek warns him, moving closer to him. "You have no idea what I'm capable of."

"I know exactly what you're capable of," Brock replies to him. "And, when I'm done, Lex will too."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Jarek spits back to him.

"Look familiar?" Brock asks him, as he holds up the ziplock bag of drugs with the note from his mother. "Your mother was giving you the drugs to give Lex. You were one trying to kill him!"

Jarek doesn't respond with words, he clinches his fist together and punches Brock in the nose. Brock stumbles back in shock, and feels blood coming out of his nose. He lunges towards Jarek and a brawl breaks out between the two men, as they wrestle around on the floor.

Meanwhile, Lex pulls his car into the driveway and as he steps out, he sees the balcony door open to his bedroom. He wonders why it's open, thinking that it should be closed.

Back in the bedroom, the fight continues between Brock and Jarek. Jarek manages to stand up and throws a chair at Brock, who ducks out of the way. In the crouched position, Brock darts up to Jarek, and tackles him. They move closer to the balcony door. Jarek groans as Brock punches him again.

"I won't let you get away with this," Brock yells at him.

"I'll kill you first!" Jarek yells back at him, pushing Brock out on to the balcony. They continue to fight, as Lex opens the door to the bedroom, quickly seeing how they are fighting.

"Stop it!" Lex yells at them, causing both men to stop and look at Lex. Using the opportunity, Jarek picks up a planter pot and picks up, and is about to smash it over Brock's head. "Look out!" Lex yells, causing Brock to quickly duck. He turns around as the pot shatters and pushes Jarek hard. Jarek takes the push hard and stumbles back. He moves closer to the edge of the balcony, and ends up falling over the edge!

"No! Jarek!" Lex screams as he rushes outside, trying to stop his husband from falling. When he reaches the balcony rail, however, he looks down and sees Jarek's body splattered on the cement below.