The orange hue of the fire contrasted the darkness of this autumn night in the city. Many spectators gathered on the beach to see the iconic four storey woodframe apartment building simply known as Sam's, meet an unfair fiery end.

The building that looked out onto English Bay once was home to the city's best jazz musician of the 1960s. In had witnessed dramatic changes to the area since 1957 when it was one of the first apartments outside the downtown.

Windy waved to Jimmy before the ambulance doors closed. She watched the tail lights weave through the fire trucks, police cars and other emergency vehicles lining Fourth Avenue.

"Gib!" Windy pulled her backpack off, unzipped it only to find her cat fast asleep. "Are you sure you're not Jimmy's cat?" She zipped her backpack up and shouldered him again.

Frank Jacobs looked on as Windy watched her apartment building crumble to the ground. A place she called home since she graduated university over twenty years ago.

The emotions of the memories she experienced were about to overwhelm her until the officer interrupted her walk down memory lane with a prickelish remark. "I see you made it out. Lose everything tonight?"

"Nothing of value, Officer Jacobs." Windy raised her nose.

"I see Mr. Carrick made it out ~ alive."

"What of it?"

"Seems like the Fortune family is catching up to him."

"So ~ Officer Jacobs ~ Jimmy was right about you all along?"

"Oh, and what does your boyfriend have to say about me?" Jacobs stepped closer.

"It seems you are afraid of Jimmy exposing your connection to the Fortune family." Windy made Frank uncomfortable with her intense stare. "Those who play in the shadows can still be seen." Windy slowly walked away.

"You're pretty cocky for a..."

Windy stopped and turned. "I'd be very careful with the choice of your words in today's world, Officer."

The old school officer held his tongue when reporters from the city's newspapers and online news outlets approached Windy. He gave her a half-assed salute and left her to share her harrowing story.

With just the clothes on her back, her cat, Gib, and two of her laptops Jimmy incredibly saved she made her way to her car. Usually a huge inconvenience of living on the beach, tonight the three block walk to her car proved to be a blessing.

She secured a hotel room for the next week with her tenant insurance coverage. It wasn't the Marriott and it was nowhere near the beach but it was a place to sleep. She spent some quiet time with Gib making him feel comfortable in a strange new place before heading to the hospital to see Jimmy.

Vancouver General Hospital

Jimmy arrived in the emergency department of VGH at half-past three in the morning. Yet another sleepless night and to top it off he was still stressing his body before the operation set for Friday.

He had several shards of glass embedded into the soul of his right foot. Jimmy was awake and off oxygen but under local anesthetic for the glass removal. What the hell am I doing? Only two days until I give Jordan a kidney.

"There! The last piece of glass." The doctor proudly announced as he flushed the wounds with a saline solution. "I will put more freezing in your foot before I suture the deep gashes."

Jimmy seemed distracted by the rustling curtains that parted. Dana winced at the sight of Jimmy's bloodied foot. "Hey." Dana spoke softly. "How's it going?"

The doctor turned and noticed the wedding ring on her finger. "He is almost finished, Mrs. Carrick."

"Oh...we..." Dana looked at Jimmy who winked. "Okay." She played along.

"How's Jordan?" Jimmy asked Dana.

"She's sleeping." She smiled. "They moved her back to the seventh floor."

"The seventh floor?" The emergency room doctor enquired. "Our transplant department."

"Our daughter is receiving a kidney Friday morning if all goes well." Jimmy, gave the doctor a wry smile.

"What do you say we get you finished up here so you can go up to see your daughter?"

Jimmy nodded. "Sounds like a plan, Doctor." He looked to Dana who seemed pleased.

The doctor finished up. "Stay off your foot for about a week. The sutures will biodegrade. Oh and good luck with your daughter."

Dana grabbed a hospital wheelchair. Jimmy stood on his left foot before shifting and plunking down onto it. "Thanks Dani."

"Windy sent me a text to let me know you were being sent here."

Jimmy stopped the wheelchair and turned to face Dana. "You didn't have to drive in from Richmond just to see me. I can take care of myself."

"I was spending the night here on a cot in Jordan's room." Dana shrugged. "I took the elevator six floors."

"Can I suggest something?" Jimmy eased his harsh tone.

"Yeah, of course!"

Jimmy looked up at his ex-girlfriend. "Just be you."

"What do you mean?" Dana pulled back.

"Even Mama thought you were crazy in the cafeteria."

Dana sighed before her confession. "Okay!" She began pushing Jimmy again not wanting to let him see her facial expressions. "I want to explain ~ I eavesdropped on you and Jordan yesterday. After hearing your side of things ~ I've had a change of..."

"Heart?"

Dana laughed. "Perspective."

"Okay." Jimmy echoed Dana's laugh. "Well, let Mama know so she doesn't think you're crazy."

Dana fell silent as they entered the elevator. When she pressed the floor number then spoke again. "I think you'd like Brad."

Jimmy felt the need to laugh. "Why would you think that?"

"He's a musician and you like to play music."

"Brad is a professional musician. I play for fun."

The elevator doors opened, Dana pushed Jimmy out onto the seventh floor before requesting more information. "Tell me about the harmonica you gave to Jordan."

"You wouldn't believe me."

"Try me, Jimmy." Dana found a chair in the hallway outside their daughter's room. She sat and continued their conversation.

"After my dad passed away my mom and I had a huge argument." Jimmy took a deep breath. "I took the first bus to Toronto. The world seemed to be crashing in on me and..."

Dana reached out to Jimmy. "I can't imagine what you were going through."

"I was a confused kid but looking back it was the right decision...for me and my mom." Jimmy closed his eyes reliving the time he left home. He looked up with welled eyes. "I was given a book and that harmonica to pass the time while waiting for the guys in the recording studio."

"Anyone I'd know? Anyone Brad would know?" Dana shrugged.

"Brad would definitely know them." Jimmy chuckled.

Just then Bradley Kerron, drummer for the band, High Rollers walked in on their conversation. "Who would I definitely know?"

Jimmy looked up at a handsome dark blonde haired man with sky-blue eyes. He looked at Dana, who couldn't hold back her happiness. "You must be Brad."

"And you must be the infamous, Jimmy." Brad stretched his hand out for the older man in the wheelchair.

Dana jumped up and embraced her husband but he barely acknowledged her being there. Jimmy could see the disappointment in Dana's physical reaction.

She checked her watch. "I'll go check on Jordan. I'll get you if she's awake."

"Sit down, Brad." Jimmy raised an eyebrow. "So ~ you just get into Van City?"

"Yeah, it took a couple of days." Brad ran his fingers through his thick lush, almost shoulder length hair that seemed to effortlessly slip back into place.

Jimmy watched the younger man rub his neck before yawning. "I could use a coffee."

"The cafeteria will be open at six." Jimmy looked up at the clock. "Another hour."

Brad just noticed the wheelchair. "What happened to you?"

"Oh this? My friend's apartment building burnt to the ground a few hours ago." Jimmy laughed. "I didn't have my shoes on when the window exploded."

"Ouch!"

"I'll be fine. I just hope the operation is still a go for Friday."

"By the way, Jimmy...thanks for agreeing to giving Jordan a kidney."

Jimmy could hear guilt in Brad's voice. "Jordan will be stoked you are here and Dani...well, that woman loves you. They both do!"

"Hmmmm."

"What?"

Brad confessed. "I don't know if I can trust Dana."

"I'm not following you." Jimmy explained his view. "She didn't cheat on you. That happened before she left Vancouver. You can blame me!"

Brad leaned towards Jimmy. "She never spoke of you until we found out Jordan...wasn't my child."

"Why would she speak of me? You're everything she ever wanted in a man." Jimmy raised an eyebrow.

"It feels...I don't know how to say it."

Jimmy pointed towards Jordan's room. "That woman loves you. She doesn't think of anything but helping Jordan and getting you back!"

"How do you know this?" Brad seemed leary.

"Mama knows all." Jimmy laughed.

"Right! Mama. She's not a huge fan of me." Brad shook his head. "I did't like her sticky rice." The two laughed.

"So you play drums?"

"Yeah, the band is pissed." Brad stood looking agitated as he explained his situation. "We play three hundred shows a year." He was part of a working band. The kind of band that needs to play to make a living with it.

"Think maybe this is more important." Jimmy looked to Jordan's door. "That girl thinks the world of you no matter what you think of her or her mother."

"I'm here."

"Clearly." Jimmy scoffed.

"Brad!" Dana called out from Jordan's door. "She's awake."

Jimmy grabbed Brad's arm. "Remember, you're her father."

Jordan's  Room

"Hey, Jordan."

"Dad!" Jordan pulled herself up a little further. "You made it."

"I'm sorry it took me so long, Jordan." Brad looked away. "But..."

"I'm going to give you a pass." Jordan looked at her father. "But you owe me big....dad."

Brad realized his daughter gauged the situation better than he had. He just nodded to acknowledge Jordan.

Jimmy wheeled through the door. "I heard there was a party in here."

"Dad! Why are you in a wheelchair?"

"Dad?" Brad looked at Jordan.

"Tell me he's not!" Jordan stared back at Brad. "I have two dads. How cool is that?!"

Dana walked to the far side of her daughter's bed. "Jordan is right. Jimmy may have fathered Jordan but you have been here for Jordan for fifteen years."

Just then Jordan pulled the old harmonica from under her pillow and began to play. Jimmy smiled while Dana and Brad looked on in astonishment.

It's the sweetest that old harmonica has ever sounded. Tears came to Jimmy's eyes. I really have a daughter.

Dana looked up to see the tears. "Jimmy?"

Jimmy smiled. "I just realized I have a daughter."

Jimmy's revalation brought a smile to Brad's face. He smacked Jimmy's back. "So Jordan has two dads. Old man."

"A win-win as I see it!" Jordan laughed. "Double the presents." She looked at Brad. "Double the love."

Brad leaned down to kiss his daughter and noticed the harmonica in Jordan's hand. "That's an old Hohner Blues Harp?"

"Yeah, you're good!" Jordan smiled and handed it to Brad.

"It has a unique tone." Brad inspected the old harmonica.

Dana looked at Jimmy. "You were about to tell me who gave you that!"

"Yeah, but you won't believe me." Jimmy seemed reluctant to tell them.

"Who, Dad?"

"Yeah, who 'dad'?" Brad mocked Jimmy.

"That's a story for another day, Kiddo." Jimmy had an idea. "How about we talk about this after the operation?"

"Are you serious?" Jordan huffed. "That blows, Dad."

Dr. Liu walked into Jordan's room. "Hey, it's is far too early for visitors!"

Jimmy turned his wheelchair to face Dr. Liu. "Sorry, Doctor!"

"Mr. Carrick, why are you in a wheelchair?"

"I stepped on broken glass." Jimmy shrugged. "I hope the operation is still a go for Friday."

"We will do the final tests today." Dr. Liu confirmed. "But that is later. Everyone out. Jordan needs all the rest she can get!" He looked at Brad. "You must be Mr. Kerron?"

"Yes, I am."

"It is good to see you." The doctor shook Brad's hand. "But you will also need to leave until later in the morning."

The three adults left Jordan's room and headed to the cafeteria in need of coffee.

Dr. Liu rushed out of the room. "Mr. Carrick? Remember, no coffee! You have tests later this morning."

"Damn!" Jimmy chagrined.

"Carrick!" Frank Jacobs tracked Jimmy to the seventh floor.