The feel of mortal stalking still reverberates

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Jaime's POV~

*knock knock* I felt Allie roll a little in the bed and moan.

*knock knock* I glanced over at the clock, seeing it was only eight in the morning I knew this wasn't a usual visitor. For starers none of our usual visitor's were up this early, nor did they ever bother knocking. If the door was locked they'd just break in the back thanks to the broken door Allie had been telling me to fix since she moved back in. Mike broke it a couple years ago because he was out of beer and I wasn't home but he knew I had a fridge full of booze. Priorities, I know.

*knock knock* I finally decided it was probably best to go see who it was, at this hour it better be a damn emergency though.

*knock kn-* "I'm coming!" I said with a head shake as I tried to shut up the mysterious guest banging on the door. If I wanted to go back to bed after this, an awake and energetic Kota would not be ideal. "Can I help yo-" I stopped talking once I had opened the door and realized who was standing there. A very pregnant, Jenna. I knew where this was headed, and it was nowhere good.

"Well a seat would be nice, I'm not supposed to be on my feet too much." She answered with a fake smile. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be what it looked like. "May I come in?" She asked, batting her eyelashes. I couldn't get a word out so after a moment of hesitation I nodded slightly, stepping aside so she could walk into my home.

She marched, more like waddled, herself in and sat on the couch, looking around the living room with distaste even though hardly a thing had changed since she left eight months ago. Eight months. All the timing for this worked out perfectly.

"So I assume you're here for a reason." I said as I sat down across from her in the arm chair. I hoped Allie would just stay asleep or in bed a while longer, just until I got this a little sorted out.

She nodded, "and I assume you know what that reason is." She said looking down at her large stomach, I found my eyes stuck there as well. "You don't have to ask, you know it's your's right?" She asked, looking back up at me.

"I want proof." I said a few seconds later, meeting her gaze. "I want a DNA test."

"Jaime who else's would it be? I was with you eight months ago. That makes it yours." I hadn't missed her snooty voice one bit. I hadn't missed anything to do with her at all. I was so glad she was gone. Out of my life. Out of the picture, for good. "And beside that, you didn't make Allison get a DNA test with Kota, why should I have to? Can't play favorite's with your children Jaime." She said shaking her head.

I hadn't gotten a DNA test with Kota because I knew Allie. I knew Kota was the exact age to be mine. That, and Allie didn't want to come back, my meeting Kota had all been due to being in the right place at the right time that day in the airport. That and Vic. It was all by chance that I knew my daughter. I also knew Jenna. I knew whether this baby was mine or not she'd be here trying to ruin my life. She hated Allie and she hated that I had left her and kicked her out to get Allie and Kota back. This was her perfect opportunity to get back at me.

"I don't care what I did with Allie and Kota, this is a different situation, I want a DNA test Jenna." I said again, "I'm not doing a single thing until I get one." I added as she rolled her eyes and looked away from me, looking at a picture of Kota and me on the table next to the couch she was sitting on.

"And what do you plan to do if it is your's?" She asked, "you up and left me to give this one a perfect little family." She said, nodding towards the picture, "what about our babies perfect little family?" She asked, turning her head back towards me.

"I didn't get back with Allie to give Kota a perfect family. I would have been in Kota's life whether I got back together with Allie or not. I got with her because I care about her, Jenna." I said with a shrug. I knew very well that would piss her off, it may or may not have been my goal.

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