I decided to try and broaden the story and include everyone. Mostly anyway.

When It’s all Said and Done. The Day of Reckoning.

New York City three months later.

Gwen sat behind her desk going over the latest acquisition. Her father was a real tycoon. She was used to doing mergers but this…. this was cruel. Five hundred people were going to lose their jobs. The dot.com were losing a lot of money and her father was able to invest from the beginning. This company lost investors and was practically bankrupt allowing for her father to come in and hit them while they were weak.
He watched her sitting behind her desk examining something. He squinted to get a closer look. She looked radiant but he was there to do a job he could not allow himself to be distracted. He needed to prove himself and she was going to help him do just that.
Gwen looked up noticing a man staring at her. Where was her damn secretary she thought? Probably on her lunch break.
"May I help you?" Gwen shifted uncomfortably. His brown eyes seemed to see through her and she was not comfortable with that.
"I guess you are not kept up to date without you hired help." Gwen looked at him. "Was he being sarcastic. Calling me a snob." She thought.
"I am Alan Dominguez your 4 o clock." She looked at him again feeling embarrassed. She laughed lightly.
"Yes Alan I apologize. Actually you are fifteen minutes late. Come in and have a seat."
He made himself comfortable.
"So you are representing Charles Newsom?" Gwen examined his file.
"Yes."
"Honestly I do not know why you are here. You should be consulting with our attorneys."
"I should but I would like to think that some people actually have consciences and since you were in charge of the acquisition I thought I’d speak to you." He smiled at her.
"Mr. Dominguez your client had been employed with us for less than one year. He was not eligible for the type of severance package as tenured employees. As for conscience in business there are no conscience decisions only business decisions. Now if you do not mind any other questions should be directed to our attorneys." Gwen smiled back.
"I would hate to see a class action lawsuit filed. You know how the big dogs like to dab their paws in those." He stood feeling somewhat defeated but not quite.
"I would like to see you try."

"Ms. Hotchkiss Charles has a family of four and a daughter who is very ill. He needs this. Do you not have a soul." He looked at her with his eyes pleading.
"Save it for Christmas time, carols and such. I am not falling for the tiny Tim story." Gwen looked away becoming annoyed.
"Have you ever met Charles?" She nodded no.
"However I have seen his id’s so I know what he looks like. What is your point?"
"My point is if you come with me you will see." She looked at him again and she didn’t know why but she went with him.

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Whitney ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She could not believe what she had just found out. All this time she has been fantasizing and loving her own brother. She had kissed him. She almost fell to her knees when her stomach lurched forward as if to purge out the perversion that lied in her love for her brother. Of course she did not know but shouldn’t all feelings have disappeared one she discovered he is actually her brother. Her body was cold and weak. Her heart was filled with contempt for her mother. Shouldn’t she have known? Shouldn’t her motherly instincts have kicked in at some point?
 

Flashback

Whitney heard her parents arguing and stood outside of the door.
"You have a son. A son with Julian Crane no less." TC shouted. He could not believe his precious sweet eve could lower herself to be with someone as vile as Julian his archenemy. The tears stung his eyes, so many emotions tugged at his heart, his mind. He wanted to hate her but life was cruel.
"TC I was young and out on the street after my mother died. I found this job in a nightclub singing and that is where we met. He was so nice to me and he tried to help me. Tried to get me off the streets and into an actual home. An apartment that I could come home to when before that I had nothing. He never asked for anything in return at first, just for me to sing to him. Eventually he ended up being the first man that I was ever with. Then I became miserable more and more each day. He helped me with school and I felt I owed him something. I thought our child died." It clicked even more for TC
He laughed with out humor. "How many times did I praise you for being so kind, so pure and you let me believe all of it. Then I asked you if you had any secrets from me and you lied to my face." He put his hand in his hands.
"How could I tell you TC? You said it yourself you wanted the perfect wife. When we met TC I wanted to be that woman. I was trying so hard to bury the past. Not just for you but because it hurt too much and I was ashamed. I wanted to bury that woman. I never told you TC cause you would never understand." Eve cried.
"TC I can’t, I can’t even look at you." He left.
Whitney entered her room. "Mom what is dad talking about you have a son."
Eve sobs were so loud she did not hear her daughter. Whitney remembered her and Chad discussing the possibility of Julian Crane being his father.
"Oh my GOD! Mooommm! Say it isn’t true! Say it! Say it’s not Chad!" Eve looked at her daughter’s face and could only mumble "I’m sorry." That was when Whitney bolted.

End Flashback.

All Whitney could think is why? She desperately tried to hold down the chunks that were building in her stomach trying to make their way up through her esophagus. She collapsed on the ground as her legs gave way.
"Whitney is that you?" She heard a voice call.

Theresa could not believe this was happening to her. Gwen was gone and Rebecca still wanted to see her unhappy. She looked out at the water.

Flashback

Theresa snuck into the Crane mansion. Tomorrow was going to be her wedding day but she needed to have one more pre wedding rendezvous with the groom. When she entered the mansion Ethan was sitting on the couch alone. He seemed to be in deep thought and he was holding some sort of folder. He did not even hear her come in.
"Ethan what is it?" He looked up not at all happy to see her. His face did not light up as it usually did.
"It’s you my darling. You a woman of such character yet so good. So kind and innocent well not quite so innocent anymore." he smiled.
"You the one woman in this world I could trust." His voice was monotone.
"Did he just say could?" Theresa thought. "Could he know?"
"Ethan there is something I need to tell you before we get married." His voice caused her to jerk back
"Please Theresa. Your confession is just a little too late! I have managed to grow a brain in the past few hours! I asked you not once not twice, if you knew anything and yet you lied to my face! You lie to my face and tell me how much you love me in the same breath." He stood up starting to pace. He had not wanted to confront her with such anger in but seeing her stand there he could not help release his anger.
"Ethan I did it for you for us. I was told if I told you."
"Stop. Do you think I could ever believe another word out of your lying mouth? Get out! I never want to see your face again. Gwen was right about you all this time she was right. If there is any way that I can make it up to her I will." The last part was said more for spite than anything.
"Wh What?" Theresa’s mascara was steadily running down her cheeks mixed with salty tears.
"You heard me now get out or security will see you out." He left her standing trembling.

End Flashback

"Ethan I just cannot live without you. I just can’t" Theresa cried as she climbed the railing overlooking the water. She closed her eyes and prepared to meet her final fate. For life without Ethan was no life at all. She felt strong arms pull her back.
"Theresa what the hell are you doing?"