AN: Am I really that wild to write about incest.... am I....... hmmm... I mean why didn't I write Haz and Talie's smut scene in detail..... hmm... but why did I also bring up Todd's cancerous birthmark......??¿¿

By the time you finish this sentence you'll know that there are only a few more chapters left of this book and the biggest plot twist hasn't even happened yet.

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Haz wasn't Harry's son that was what I knew for sure.

Pretty positive.

First off it wasn't possible at all, Harry and I hadn't seen eachother in years and the first time we did anything intimate was in that sauna in Hawaii a couple of weeks ago but that was it.

Unless one of his sperms had decided to just chill inside of my ovaries for a couple of years after we had separated there was no way Haz was his.

Despite those facts, I still made Harry and Haz get blood tests both on separate occassions when I brought each of them to the blood drive, you know, just to ease my nerves.

Seeing Haz and his green eyes, dimpled smile, curly brown hair now thoroughly freaked me the hell out.

I mean Aaron had greenish blue eyes that changed color in different lights and times of days, he also had dimples while Haz got his curls and skin pigment from me.

The mark on my son's skin was still of course in question and I made sure he got that checked out as well.

"Well Ms. Kaufman, I've got some good news, bad news, and very strange news. What are you in the mood for first?" Doctor Kirk -the same doctor who had stitched Aaron's nose before- informed as he surveyed a file in his hands before flickering his gaze up to me.

"Oh wow I usually don't get that many news... uh.. the good one first?" I hesitantly said in an unsure tone, shifting in my seat sitting on the empty patient's bed as he smiled.

"Good news is the birthmark on your son's skin is not cancerous in anyway." He told me with a reassuring nod, makig me let out a small breath of relief as I let my body relax.

"Oh thank god," I said to myself, placing my hand over my steady heart before turning my attention back to the doctor.

"The strange news?" I then asked with a raise of my brow.

"Oh yeah, well we got the blood tests back and Haz is in fact Harry's biological son." Dr. Kirk casually said, flipping through the evidence on his clipboard as I blinked at him.

"Um, I'm sorry what?" I laughed, hearing him wrong.

I know he didn't just say that.

He did not just say that.

He said-

"Harry is Haz's biological daddio." Dr. Kirk reiterated again, drumming his pen against his desk as he watched me with an arched brow.

My breathing increased.

"Wait- no that, that can't be. We hadn't- we-"

"Look, I know you came in here rushing to get the blood results while repeatedly chanting that you hadn't had sex with Harry in years just yesterday -in fact this whole floor now knows that you and Mr. Styles haven't bumped uglies in years sunshine, but here's the thing." Kirk smiled, rolling over on his stool to me as he gestured for me to come closer, looking around him like he was about to tell me a big secret as I leaned forward when he cupped the side of his mouth near my ear.

"Harry's the father." He whispered overdramatically, making me pull back slowly as he handed me the results, my eyes desperately skimming through the papers only to find his claim to be one hundred percent true.

Harry was Haz's real dad.

"That can't be- this- I... What's the bad news?" I swallowed, prying my gaze away from the papers that were shaking in my clammy hands as Dr. Kirk scratched at his sharp stubbled jawline in thought.

He then snapped his fingers in realization and pointed at me before dropping his finger downward at his foot.

"Oh yeah, stepped on some dog shit on the way to work today." He explained, showing me the sole of his shoe where there was an evident stain as my mind went blank, blocking him out before going in complete shock at the newfound information from the blood results.

"I can't believe it..." I said under my breath in disbelief, my chest feeling heavy as I shook my head at the thought of Harry and Haz.

"I know, like I just got these shoes. They even had that new leather smell." Dr. Kirk said in a saddened tone, engrossed with his feet as I finally snapped out of my daze and looked at him.

"Doctor I just, I don't understand how this could have happened..." I trailed off, trying to wrap my head around the situation as Dr. Kirk paused and turned his attention back to me.

"I may be wrong but.. sex?" Kirk offered with a raise of his hand, shrugging his broad shoulders as he watched me try to control my breathing.

I left Harry and came back after two years of not seeing him only to have an accidental one night stand with Aaron after a drug induced night- I didn't even see Harry at all in that time so how could this be?

"Is- is the room getting smaller- I'm- ha wow I just-" I began, inhaling and exhaling rapidly as I started to fan myself making Kirk's eyes widen as he slowly retracted back on his stool.

"Do you maybe want something to drink-"

I yanked the bottle of water he was offering from his desk, tipping my head back and gulping the content down only to spew it out at sensation of the immediate burn I felt down my throat.

"Is this alcohol?" I coughed out in surprise, patting my chest and wincing as Kirk made an 'o' shape with his mouth before he slowly took the crinkled water bottle and checked it out.

"Oh shit sorry, I mixed some vodka in here." He casually began, peering down at the bottle before I wiped at my lips and stood to my feet.

"Thanks for your time I, I have to go." I shakily exhaled, still gripping hard onto the papers in my hands before I left the room without another word, not even waiting for his response as I stormed out of the hospital.

My knuckles were white as I gripped onto the steering wheel, feeling as if my mind and body were completely separated as my chaotic thoughts bombarded my head.

All these years...

All these damn years, Haz was his.

Haz was both Harry and my child, something the two of us have always wanted.

But it made no sense at all.

I slammed my car door shut, jogging into my house to find everyone, friends and relatives along with Harry and our kids in my living room setting up the christmas decorations along with the tree.

"Stop eatting the garland, have you any manners?" Anne scoffed at Carlos, putting popcorn through a thread to wrap around the tree at one end only for Carlos to unravel and eat it on the other end.

"Of course I have manners, I always say grace before I eat my wife out." Carlos responded with a mouthful of popcorn making Anne scowl at him as both of my dads spotted me.

"Nat tell your father that we need to decorate the tree in red and green." Dad E. immediatly said as they both ran over to me, holding out the ornaments they picked on their own.

"You're going blind. Nat honey, tell your father that we need to decorate the tree in red and gold, and not trying to push myself up in anyway or anythingbut let's just take a moment to remember which parent was totally okay with you getting a tattoo when you were eighteen-" Dad D. began, sending me a sly wink as Dad E. turned to him with an offended expression.

"Ex-kee-yuse me, you really wanna go there because we can take another trip down memory lane back when you punished Nat for wearing socks and sandals." Dad E said with a tilt of his head.

"She had to know what's right and wrong and socks and sandals were obviously wrong don't you dare fight me on that Edgar!" Dad D. snapped.

"She was four Dennis!" Dad E. exclaimed before the both of them began to bicker simultaneously as I looked passed them with a distracted gaze over to Harry and Haz who were talking, my eyes observing the dimpled grins on both of their faces, the way they both spoke with various kinds of hand gestures before pinching their bottom lips in thought when they were done.

Why hadn't I seen it before.

Haz then walked over to Talie who was fluffing the tree up in concentration on a small ladder before he went behind and grabbed her waist, jolting her body forward making her jump and almost fall as she looked behind her with wide surprised eyes.

Haz laughed, continuing to hold her waist as she narrowed her eyes at him, swatting his head in a playful manner while he snickered before my parents snapped me back to them.

"She doesn't even listen to us."

"Never listens."

"And to think, we fed you,"

"Tell her Edgar."

"Raised you."

"You go hun."

"Gave birth to you."

"No, no I don't -I don't think we did that one hun." Dad D. paused, sharing a look with his spouse as I blinked passed them over to Harry who was taking out the stockings.

"Sorry dads, one second..." I told them, patting their shoulders leaving them confused and slightly offended as I quickly made my way over to Harry.

"Hey," I greeted in a breathless tone, fumbling with the hem of my shirt making Harry look up from the decorations, smiling when he saw it was me.

"Hey," He grinned, making sure no one was looking before he leaned down and gave me a quick peck on my lips, a cheeky smirk on his face when he pulled away only for a frown to replace it when he saw the grim expression on my face.

"What's wrong? Did anyone hurt you? Anyone piss you off because I swear all you have to do is tell me and- oh wait I know they didn't have a discount on the boy shorts you liked?" He asked in a rushed edged voice, dropping the stockings on the couch behind him and holding the sides of my arms as I swallowed and shook my head at all his guesses.

"No, no I just, I just need to talk to you, Haz, and Talie." I told him in a hushed voice, deciding I only wanted to breaks the news once to all of them.

"Alright... I'll grab the kids and tell them to meet us in the garage." Harry said in a slow manner, searching my face with worried dark green eyes as I let out a breath.

"Yes, please... Thank you." I said in a clipped tone, trying to form how the hell I was going to explain the truth when I had no idea how it happened myself.

I slowly walked away with stiff robot like motions, feeling Harry's eyes on me as I exited the room, going down the hall and entering the garage while I rubbed the sides of my arms in anxiety.

"Ma you okay?" I heard Haz's voice first when the door opened, making me turn to find him, Talie, and Harry joining me inside the room as Harry made sure to close the door behind him.

"What's going on, is everything alright?" Talie asked, the two of them going over to me in concern, her hand resting on my arm as my son placed his hands over my stiff shoulders.

"I have -I have something to tell you two, and you Harry." I said in a soft shakey voice, walking over and standing by Harry who sent me a slightly confused and curious look before we both turned to our kids who stared at us with wide eyes.

"Actually," Talie began, sharing a look with Haz before they stared back at us.

"We have something to tell you guys too." She continued, readjusting her glasses, blinking and drifting her gaze around nervously before refocusing on me and her father as Haz watched her intensely.

It was silent between the four of us, no one saying anything not knowing who should go first as I waited for her to say something only to realize she was doing the same for me.

All of our breathings were unsteady as I took in a deep breath, my eyes never leaving the kids'.

"Harry is Haz's real father."

"I'm pregnant."

Talie and I both shut our mouths at each other's outbursts, Haz and Harry both looking between us with slacked jaws and wide eyes as I blinked at Talie's pale paralyzed face in horror.

"You're what!?" Harry choked out as he stared at his daughter before looking at me.

"And he's what?" He exclaimed, pointing at Haz as I kept my wide eyed gaze on Talie.

Haz and Talie then looked at one another, a look of disgust and shock flickering through their appalled faces before Talie swallowed slowly, as if she was about to throw up at any moment before she turned to me with a shakey voice.

"I'm -I'm pregnant with my Haz's child..."