Written by: Dallas Walsh

"I saw my son earlier today," Dyhannah Cooper reveals to Marat Kafelinkov as they sit next to one another at the bar of the country club. Dyhannah recalls her breakfast with Deacon Cooper, and her ex-husband, Chase Cooper, earlier in the day where Deacon admitted that he is going ahead with his wedding to Quinn Cunningham. Dyhannah, still, believes that Quinn has convinced Deacon that he is the father of her unborn child when, in fact, he isn't. "He is going ahead with the wedding to Quinn."

Marat chuckles back to her. "I am guessing you invited me for this drink to see if I have made any decisions about helping you uncover the truth about the baby, despite having the paternity test results?"

Dyhannah grins back to him. "I just believe, Marat, that if we could still uncover the truth before the wedding, it would put everything into place. If the truth is that Deacon fathered Quinn's baby, then I will drop this but I still this hunch that Quinn somehow rigged those test results."

"How will we ever prove that?" Marat asks her before he takes a sip of his scotch. "Because the baby isn't born yet, we can't even run another DNA test."

"Everything we need would be on her phone," Dyhannah replies to him. "She would have sent a text message or had phone calls with whomever was helping her. If you could get to her phone, Marat, I think that would prove everything once and for all."

Marat uneasily sighs back to her. "Okay, okay, you win," he tells her. "I will see if I can get to Quinn's phone to see if I can find anything about her altering the paternity tests."

"Perfect," Dyhannah looks back at him with a smile on her face. "You won't regret this, Marat."

***

"Are you sure it is a good idea that we try to get married before the baby comes?" Quinn chuckles to Deacon as they sit in the living room of the Rockwell mansion with various bridal magazines scattered around them as they are planning their nuptials. "It feels like we have so much to do and I'm not sure how much longer this little one is going to stay inside."

"I mean, if it's possible, I would love to be married before the baby comes," Deacon smiles back to her. "That way he or she will come into this world already having a traditional family."

"If it means that much to you, Deacon, then I'd love to be married before the baby too," she replies to him. "I think that means a lot of this planning will be for nothing. This feels more like a shot-gun wedding!"

Deacon chuckles. "Hey, if you just want something small, I'm game with that!"

"Let's do something small," she looks back at him. "That way we can be married before the baby comes and we can always plan a larger celebration after our bundle of joy is with us."

"I like the sound of that," Deacon leans in and gives her a kiss on her lips.

***

There is a backroom of the jail house where inmates are taken when they are sentenced to death. In Mac's case, he will be killed via lethal injection, so there is a large chair with arm and leg strappings in the room. Close by, there is a heart monitor to let everyone know once he his heart has stopped.

Mac paces slowly back and forth in the room, as his reality slowly starts to hit him. Within a few minutes, he will be strapped the chair that he is looking at and a nurse will be giving him a needle that will kill him. Surprisingly, he has a sense of calmness about him as he has tried to brace himself the best he could for this event. He still believes that if he has to die, he wants to die with his head held high.

"So, I have good news and I have bad news," Chase Cooper announces as he opens the door and moves up to his client.

"Ugh, I guess I'll take the bad news first?" Mac replies to him quickly.

"I just heard back from the supreme court," Chase tells him. "Unfortunately, they agree with Cartwright's decision. The execution will take place."

Mac sighs as he feels his heart break in his chest. He had hoped that Chase would be able to win the appeal; he knew that it was a long shot, but he still wanted to have some hope.

"Well, thanks for trying Chase," he replies to him. "I knew that it was a long shot. What is the good news, then?"

"I was able to get more time before the procedure will begin," Chase informs him. "I was able to grant you personal goodbyes with your children. Ming Choi and Helena Grant thought that it was more than reasonable given the circumstances."

Mac moves up to Chase and shakes his hand. "I appreciate that more than you know. Having some more time with my children is exactly what I need before I die."

***

A short time later, Mac turns his head when he hears the door open and he sees Cole standing in the entrance way.

"Cole," Mac says to his son. "Chase told you what's happened?"

Cole moves up to Mac and pulls him into a hug. "He told all of us everything," he whispers back to his father as they hold one another. "He said that each of us will get one on one time with you, which we are all grateful for."

"I remember when you were only five or six years old," Mac smirks back to him. "You were trying to learn how to ride that bike your mother and I got you."

"Oh man, I couldn't get it without those training wheels," Cole chuckles back to him.

"But you did, eventually."

"Only after a few scraped knees," Cole continues to laugh.

"The point is, Cole, you never gave up," Mac looks back at his son. "And you've carried that away determination into your adulthood. No matter what you want to accomplish, Cole, if you put your head to it, you accomplish it."

Cole smiles back to his father. "Well, you have to know where I learned that from, don't you? You're the master of getting things done, Dad."

"I hope you know how proud of you I am," Mac moves up to him hugs him again. "I've always been proud of you, even when we've had our struggles Cole. You are such a bright light in my life."

Cole's lower lip quivers as he feels his eyes swell with water. "I love you Dad," he says as he rushes up and hugs him again, this time tighter than ever before.

"I love you too, son."

***

Lexington Rockwell opens the door to the private investigator firm that Casper Ross owns and swiftly moves inside. He only has a few minutes to talk to the PI that kissed him recently because he must get to the jail to say his final goodbyes to his father. He still can't believe that this is happening but must brace himself for what is about to come.

"Casper," he says as he opens the door to the office. "Do you have a minute to talk?"

Casper stands up and looks at the attractive man in his office. His mind immediately thinks back to the previous day when Cole showed up at his office and told him to stay away from Lex because of their own sorted history.

"Of course, I do," Casper looks back at him. "It's good to see you. I thought you'd stay away because of your Dad."

Lex sighs back to him. "This day is going to be one of the worst days of my life," he tells him. "And part of me wanted to come and see you. I told you that you've been a great support and then, we kissed and felt … uh, nice."

Casper grins back to him. "I agree, it felt really great. You're a great looking guy. But I have to admit, I don't want to take advantage of you while you're in this state. You're going through a lot; you just found out your dead husband has a twin and your Dad is about to be executed."

Lex chuckles back to him. "You're exactly what I need right now," he replies to him before he leans in and kisses Casper again. "See, don't you think you need that too?"

Casper grins back to him as their lips barely stop from touching again. "Yea, that's exactly what I needed," Casper tells him. "So much that I actually ended things with Grant."

Lex looks back at him in surprise. "You did?"

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you," Casper admits to him. "I didn't think that was fair to Grant."

Lex blushes back to him. "I agree," he tells him. "And for the record, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either. I must get to the jail, but can we meet up after? I'd love to see you."

"Of course," Casper smiles back to him. "I'm always here for you, Lex. Always."

***

"Daddy," Stacey says as she opens the door to the room where Mac will be executed. Her eyes immediately move to the chair where Mac will take his last breath and she gasps and covers her mouth in the process. "What is that? Is that where…"

"I will die? Yes," Mac nods back to her. "But I don't want you to worry about that right now, okay? Let's enjoy these last few minutes together."

"When I was hugging Drake and Poppy goodbye, I told them that I was going to see Grandpa," Stacey moves closer to him. "They wanted me to tell you that they love you."

Mac shakes his head as he tries not to get emotional over the fact that he will never get to see his grandchildren again.

"Can you do me a favor?" Mac looks back at his daughter. "Can you promise me that you will show them pictures of me and tell them stories of me? I still want them to feel like they grew up with me even though I won't be there each and every day."

"Of course," Stacey lets a tear falls down her cheek. "I want them to know everything about you, Dad. Drake and Poppy, they are adore you."

"And I adore them," Mac tells her. "I don't know if Cole will ever be a father and unless Lex adopts, I don't see fatherhood in his future. So, I've always looked at you to be the one to give me grandchildren, and you've given me two of the most beautiful little human beings in the world."

Stacey chuckles back to him. "They are pretty sweet, aren't they?"

"The sweetest," Mac tells her. "And you know what, my darling, Stacey? They get that from you; you don't have a mean bone in your body. You are so very caring and considerate of others."

"That's so sweet of you to say," Stacey replies to him. "Sometimes I don't feel that way. Sometimes I think I'm the most selfish person in the world."

"No, you're not my beauty," Mac smiles as a tear falls down his cheek. "You're my beautiful, caring daughter. And I will always love you, Stacey."

Stacey rushes up to him and hugs him tightly. "I love you too, Daddy. Always and forever, okay?"

***

"Did you hear the latest about Mac?" Houston Blackmore asks Celeste Baldwin as he moves up to her table at the country club. He can't help but recall the previous day when Celeste admitted to him that she and Cole have broken up and he told her that he and Stacey were over for good as well because of her affair with Kent. He finds himself thinking that he and Celeste are in a similar boat right now.

"You mean that he will be executed today?" Celeste purses her lips together before she takes a sip of her coffee. "I heard. Apparently, his appeal was denied."

"Damn," Houston shakes his head back to her. "I can't believe that by the end of the day we will be living in a world without Mac Rockwell."

"You and I both," Celeste admits to him. "I have a history with Mac; we had some really great times together. To think I will never see him again…"

"Do you want my advice?" he asks her quickly as Celeste looks back at him and nods. "I think you should try to make things work with Cole. He will need you after Mac is gone."

Celeste nervously chuckles back to him. "I'm not sure that will happen, but I will definitely reach out to him because I agree, he will need support."

"Good because at the end of the day, this tragedy might be the thing that pushes you two together?"

"I am not getting ahead of myself," Celeste tells him. "But you know, Houston, you should take your own advice. This might be thing that makes you and Stacey reunite, have you thought of that?"

Houston gulps back to her, thinking about how Stacey is still sleeping with his father, Kent Blackmore. "I think you and Cole have a better chance at this then Stacey and I; I'm not sure that she will leave my father to come back to me."

"You and Stacey have a much longer history than she and Kent do. If you want me to reach out to Cole, I think you should do the same with Stacey."

Houston chuckles back to her. "Okay, I guess reaching out can't hurt. I guess we will never know how it will play out until we try."

***

At the bar, Sabine Andrews waits for the manager of the country club to appear. She hasn't been to stop thinking about the previous day when she heard two waiters talking about how they saw Carmen Santos go up to the second level of the club a few days earlier; Sabine knows that this was the same day that the district attorney, Helena Grant, got a tip that the gun used to shoot Mac was in his suite. She has been left wondering if Carmen planted the gun in Mac's room; if that's the case, she must find out the truth before it's too late for Mac.

"Ms. Andrews," the manager of the club, Roy Jenkins, says as he approaches her. Roy is a middle-aged man with a little bit of a beer belly showing through his plaid button up shirt. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's perfectly fine," Sabine purses her lips back to him. "Please tell me that you're going to help me? You're going to allow me to view the security footage from a couple days ago?"

"You have to understand that this is a very unusual request," Roy tells her. "The privacy of our guests is our first priority."

"I know," Sabine nods back to him. "I was hoping that you would prevent me from going to the courts to get a court order; this is a life and death matter. One of your best customers, Mac Rockwell, is going to executed later today for a crime he didn't commit. The footage on your tapes could save his life. And, if you do this," Sabine leans over the counter, which exposes some more of her cleavage. "I will forever be grateful to you, Mr. Jenkins."

Roy blushes as he feels flustered at the beautiful woman in front of him. "Well, I suppose I can make an exception this one time. I'll go to my office and get you the footage."

"Thank you," Sabine giggles back to him. "You won't regret this, I promise you that."

***

Quinn Cunningham moves to the bar in the living room of the Rockwell mansion so she can pour herself a glass of water. She didn't have the best rest the previous night as she was worried about how her mother, Sabine, would handle the days events knowing that Mac was going to executed.

"Ah," she says as she puts her hand on her stomach, as she feels a slight pain. She takes a deep breath as she slowly moves to the sofa. "Ahh, what's happening?"

Marat Kafelinkov moves into the living room and sees Quinn holding her stomach. "Quinn? Is everything okay?"

"I…uh…I don't know," she admits to him. "What are you doing here?"

"I was just with Ashlee and Ivan," he tells her. "How long have you been having these pains?"

"They just started," she replies to him. "I…I think I'm in labour!"

Marat looks back at her in surprise. "Are you sure?"

Quinn nods back to him. "Pretty sure my water just broke," she tells him. "I'm going to have my baby!"

"I'll drive you to the hospital, unless you think you need an ambulance?"

"No, you can drive me," Quinn slowly stands up. "But I think we have to hurry."

***

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting," Lex says as he opens the door to the room where Mac is looking at the chair where he will be executed in shortly.

Mac turns and sees his youngest child. "Lexington, you didn't keep me waiting. If anything, if gave me more time to reflect."

"How are you doing? This has to be hard on you," Lex moves up to him quickly. "You don't have to pretend with me either, Dad. We have been through too much together for me not to know that you are going to struggling with this."

Mac forces a smile on his face. "We have been through a lot, haven't we? The day that I found you that Kent Blackmore is your biological father was one of the worst days of my life."

"It was a dark time for all of us," Lex nods back to him as he thinks about learning the truth about his paternity. "But you know what? We came out of it and you and I, we are closer than ever before."

"Do you know how proud I am of you? Despite your blood line, you've actually are the most like me out of all my children," Mac tells him. "You're the one who has the best head for business, Lex. You know a good deal when see one and you always do it with pride."

Lex smiles back to him. "I learned from the best," he tells his father. "I learned from you, Dad."

"Can you do me a favor?" Mac asks him as they lock eyes. "Can you promise me that you'll look over Rockwell Mining for me? Don't let Carmen stay in the top position, she doesn't deserve to be there."

"Of course," Lex puts his hand on Mac's shoulder. "Rockwell Mining is our family's legacy. I will keep it strong; I will make you proud."

Mac pulls him into a hug. "Thank you," Mac whispers back to him. "I like knowing that I'm leaving this earth with Rockwell Mining in your capable hands."

"I will do anything I can to make sure that your legacy is honored, Dad. You can count on me."

***

"Have you heard from Lucinda?" Lydia asks Dane as she paces in the main lobby of the jailhouse. They know that, soon, they will be escorted into the viewing dock, where they will be able to watch Mac take his last breath. Lydia, however, knows that Lucinda still hasn't returned home from her impromptu business trip; she is worried that Lucinda doesn't end up missing getting the chance to say goodbye to Mac.

"Not a peep," Dane sighs back to her as he checks his phone again, and still sees no message from Lucinda. He then glances as the time and sees that Lucinda is cutting it close for return for Mac's execution. "I am getting worried that she is not going to see Mac one last time and if that happens, she will be devastated."

"I couldn't agree more," Lydia nervously replies to him. "Lucinda has many faults but she loves her children. If she loses Mac, without saying goodbye, so soon after she lost Nathan, I'm not sure how she will handle it."

"I am going to continue to pray that she gets back in time," Dane tells her. "It's all we have right now."

***

Lydia moves into the small cafeteria of the jailhouse hoping to grab a coffee while she waits for Mac's execution to start. She would love something stronger but that will have to wait until after the execution is over.

She pauses, however, when she sees Stacey grabbing a bottle of water from the vending machine. "Stacey, please don't be upset with me," she tells her daughter. "I know you have a restraining order against me but we both have to be here for Mac and the family today."

"I won't call the police today," Stacey looks back at her mother. "Because I happen to agree with you; we all need to be here for Mac."

"Thank you," Lydia says as she moves up to the coffee machine and pours a cup into a plastic cup. "I hope you know that I am sorry for everything that has happened Stacey. If this has taught me anything, it is that family is everything. I want to do anything I can to repair our relationship, Stacey."

"Do you mean that?" Stacey asks her mother quickly.

"Of course, I do."

"Then I know exactly what you can do to start repairing our relationship," Stacey sternly tells her.

Lydia arches her eyebrow back to her. "And what's that?"

"Drop this merger deal with Carmen Santos between Rockwell Mining and Blackmore Ltd.," Stacey says as Lydia looks back at her in surprise. "If you really want to heal and repair things, the last thing you will do is create more heartache for us."

***

"I'm going to take Ms. Cunningham to a room," a nurse tells Marat as Quinn passes him her purse to hold while she is getting looked at.

Quinn looks at Marat for a moment. "My phone, it's in there. Can you please call my mother and tell her what's happening?"

"Of course," Marat nods back to her. "I'll be in this waiting room, please come tell me when you know what's going on?" he asks the nurse, who nods back to him.

Marat waits until he sees Quinn move into a hospital room before he walks into the waiting room. He sits in a chair and opens Quinn's large purse. He finds her IPhone and pulls it out.

He stares at the phone for a moment as he recalls Dyhannah telling him that if he could get his hands-on Quinn's phone, it could prove that she altered the paternity test results. With Quinn in labour, Marat realizes that this is the perfect time for him to try to figure out if he is about to be a father again.

He unlocks her phone and looks at the entry of the waiting room but doesn't see the nurse appear, so he starts looking through text messages. He stops when he sees one between Quinn and Casper Ross.

He arches his eyebrow. "Casper Ross? Wasn't that the PI that Lydia hired a few years ago?" he asks himself as he opens the text conversation. He reads quickly and gasps out loud and what he has just read.

***

Sabine's eyes scan the computer screen as she watches the security footage from the country club on her laptop in the living room of the Rockwell mansion. She must figure out if Carmen went up to Mac's suite and was the one who planted the gun in his suite; it could be the only way to prove that Mac is innocent from shooting, and killing, Nathan.

While she scans the computer screen, she doesn't notice that her phone starts to ring, which is an incoming call from Quinn's cell phone.

Sabine pauses the footage and looks closer at the screen. She zooms in and can see Carmen standing outside of Mac's room.

"That's her," Sabine whispers to herself. "That is Carmen!"

She pushes play again and sees Carmen put a black ski mask over her face and then enters Mac's room. There's only a three-minute delay before Carmen leaves Mac's suite, removes the mask and quickly leaves the hallway.

"My God," Sabine whispers. "Carmen planted the gun. She was the anonymous source, this has to prove it."

***

"So, I wasn't actually in labour," Quinn tells Marat as they stand together in the room. "It was a false labour, I guess."

"I thought you stated that your water broke?"

"The doctor said that it is common to have some liquid leak out in these false labour cases," Quinn explains to him. "He said that it would have been a lot more liquid if I was actually in labour."

"So, you're okay? And the baby is okay?" Marat asks her in concern.

"Yes, we are both fine," Quinn tells him. "I can't thank you enough, Marat, for being there for me and for bringing me to the hospital."

Before Marat can respond, Deacon rushes into the hospital room and moves up to Quinn's side, immediately grabbing her hand. "Are you okay? What's happening?"

"I'm fine, everything is fine," Quinn smiles back to him. "It was a false alarm. But the doctor did say that the baby should be coming very soon."

Deacon nods back to her before he looks back at Marat. "Hey man, thanks for helping Quinn when she needed it. I really appreciate, we appreciate it. But I can take it from here."

Marat uneasily smiles back to him. "Of course, take care Quinn."

Once Marat has left the room, Deacon returns his focus to Quinn. "You have no idea how worried I was when I got the call," he tells her. "I want to be with you when you do go into labour. I don't want to be apart from you again."

"What are you saying?" Quinn asks him quickly.

"I want to get married right now," Deacon smiles back to her. "I don't want to wait another second, Quinn. Let's just do it, let's become husband and wife."

***

Mac's head turns when he hears the door open to the room that he has been in for the last few hours. He gulps heavily when two security guards enter along with a medical physician. He realizes what is about to happen; he is about to be given the injection that will kill him.

Behind him, some curtains start to slowly open. Mac turns and sees a window being revealed from behind the curtains. Behind the glass wall, he can see his family all about to take their seats so they can witness him die. Seeing Cole, Stacey, Lex, Lydia and Dane all bracing themselves is hard for him to see. The last thing he wants his family to go through is seeing him take his last breath.

"We are going to ask you to sit in this chair," the medic tells Mac. "The security guards are here just in case you won't co-operate."

"There's no need for that," Mac puts his hands up. "I am not going to put up any fight."

Mac slowly moves to the chair and sits down. He shuts his eyes as the two security guards come up and start strapping him into the chair. When he opens his eyes, he can see his family huddled around together in a group hug, bracing themselves for what is about to happen.

***

"I need to see Helena Grant immediately!" Sabine yells as she rushes into the police station in downtown Kelsey Lake. "Where is she?"

A few police officers look at one another in surprise before Helena's office door opens quickly and she glares back at Sabine. "What the hell is going on out here?" Helena asks her quickly. "You realize that we do actual work around here, right? You can't just barge in here and make demands at the top of your lungs, Ms. Andrews."

"I would say I'm sorry, but I am not," Sabine looks back at her with intent. "But I have discovered information about my fiancé's death, and it could change everything. It could change the outcome of Mac's trial! Mac is innocent, I believe that now!"

Helena arches her eyebrow before she looks at her watch. "Whatever this is, it better be good because Mac is about to be executed."

"Hence why I barged in here," she replies to the detective. "You have to see this, I'm not leaving here until I do."

***

"Are you sure that you're feeling okay?" Deacon asks Quinn as he opens the front door of the Rockwell Mansion and lets her move inside.

"Yes, I'm fine," Quinn chuckles back to him. "I am just glad that it was a false alarm; I agree with you, I'd like you to be with me too when I go into labour."

"So, if the doctor says that you're going to give birth any time now, do you think we should wait to get married? Or do you think that we should get married right away."

"I want to get married right away," Quinn looks back at him. "I want to be your wife; let's get married, tonight."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Deacon smiles back to her. "Because I agree, I want to marry you tonight too."

***

"I came as soon as you texted me," Dyhannah moves up to the bar where Marat is sitting by himself with a double scotch in front of him. Dyhannah only hopes that Marat's urgent text means he has figured out that Quinn did alter the paternity test results because she knows that Deacon is eager to marry the mother of his child. "Please tell me that you got your hands-on Quinn's phone."

"I was with Ashlee and Ivan earlier," Marat reveals to her before he takes a sip of his drink. "And then I saw Quinn. She thought she was in labour."

"Quinn gave birth? Ugh, I was hoping we'd get to the truth before that happened!"

"Don't worry," Marat chuckles back to her. "It was a false alarm; Quinn is still very pregnant."

"Then, what is this all about?" Dyhannah replies to him quickly.

"What do you know about Casper Ross?" Marat asks Dyhannah, who arches her eyebrow.

"Casper Ross? The private investigator?" Dyhannah asks him quickly. "Not much, I don't think why?"

"Because, if we can get him to crack, I think it will reveal the entire truth of this situation," Marat looks back at her quickly. "Casper is the key to finding out the truth."

***

Cole and Stacey are huddled in a hug while Lydia and Lex hold one another while they stand watching Mac lay strapped in the chair. Mac looks back at his family one more time and then closes his eyes; the last thing he wants is to see his family grieving while he dies. He just hopes that he doesn't struggle once he is given the injection.

"Okay, Mr. Rockwell," the medic moves up to him. "I'm preparing the injection now. Within the next 5 minutes, I will put the needle into your arm. You will feel a sense of calmness, and you will feel everything slow down until …"

"Until I die…" Mac replies to her, keeping his eyes closed. "It is okay, I am ready for this."

"They are talking, it means the medic must be getting ready to prepare the injection," Chase whispers to the Rockwell's, who continue to huddle together.

The medic finishes preparing the injection and starts to move towards Mac. Suddenly, the door behind the Rockwell family opens and Lucinda emerges.

"Stop this procedure immediately!" Lucinda yells as she rushes down the stairs and up to the window.

The medic and Mac look back at Lucinda in shock. "Open this door right now!" Lucinda says as she tries to open the door next to her. When the door is locked, Lucinda starts slamming her hand into the glass window. "I said open this door! I have proof that this is wrong! My son is innocent, and I can prove it!"

The medic opens the door and looks back at her. "What are you doing? How dare you interrupt this execution!"

"I have proof that Mac is innocent. He didn't kill anyone."

The security guards move closer to Lucinda. "You stay the hell away from me," she warns them. She looks over her shoulder as a nurse pushes Nathan Lockhart, who is in a wheelchair, into the room. "Nathan Lockhart is alive, he's right there. So, MacKenzie didn't kill anyone," she reveals as everyone's mouth opens in shock at the sight of Nathan.