Mike rushes from his office to the door as someone rings the doorbell as he is in the middle of doing work.

He opens the door to see a police officer and a woman he doesn't know.

"Dr. Grassi, Detective Jack Colquitt." 

"Missing persons, right?" Mike asks.

Detective Colquitt nods his head and puts his badge back into his coat.

"This young lady believes you might be involved in a case we just opened." He explains.

Mike looks at the detective and the lady puzzled as he doesn't know who she is or what is going on.

The woman sighs before crossing her arms over her chest.

"You don't remember me, Mike? Jen? Isabel's sister?" She spats.

He nods and invites them in and brings them to the kitchen.

Mike sits them down at the counter in the center of the kitchen as he takes glasses out of the cabinet and a pitcher of water from the fridge.

"I honestly have no idea what happened to her. In fact, I have a few questions for her myself." Mike says pouring Jen and Detective Colquitt glasses of water.

"You're a lair. Isabel is pregnant with your baby. And she comes here with the crazy idea that somehow you're gonna leave your wife, support her and raise your child together. So what'd you do, Mike? Where is she? In a hole somewhere?" Jen fires at Mike.

Detective Colquitt looks at Mike for an answer to these accusations that Jen is bringing against him.

Mike knows how bad it looks that he was the last person to see Isabel and he knows the whole truth about what happened to her.

As thinks as long as he plays it cool, calm, and collected, they will believe him and leave him and his family alone for once.

"Dr. Grassi, the last time I was here, I saw Jen's sister coming out of the house." Detective Colquitt says.

"Yes. We made plans to go to lunch at Norms." Mike says.

"You were also working in the backyard digging, weren't you, around the time she disappeared?"

"Detective, you have no idea what happened here." Mike says.

"That's what we're here to find out." Jen butts in.

All of a sudden, Isabel enters the kitchen as if nothing was wrong.

"What's with all the drama?" Isabel asks.

Everyone turns around and looks at her.

Mike stares at her unsure if this is all real or not.

He saw Rick kill Isabel in cold blood with a shovel in the backyard.

"What the hell, Isabel? How come you haven't answered your phone or called or anything?" Jen asks angrily.

"Uh, to be honest with you, Jen, I didn't think you gave a  rat's ass about me. I thought you were calling to borrow money again." Isabel fires.

Detective Colquitt looks at Mike and then Isabel.

"So, you're okay then? Obviously you're not missing." The detective says.

Isabel gives Mike and smile and then looks back at her sister and the detective with a smile.

"Nope. You don't have to worry about me, sis. You were wrong about Mike. I've decided to stay here in La-La Land. This is my home now."

Mike looks down at Isabel and she walks towards him and wraps her arms around him.

She gives them a smile and leads them to the front door and apologizes for scaring everyone back home.

Isabel slams the door behind them and walks back towards the kitchen where Mike still is with a million and one questions.

As she walks back into the kitchen, Mike watches her every move.

She picks up the glasses from the counter and dumps them in the sink.

"You've got about ten seconds to give me some answers before I call that detective back and have you arrested for assaulting my family." Mike yells.

"I'm sorry, Mike. I was pregnant scared and hormonal. I was a crazy bitch when I came here on Halloween. I deserve whatever punishment you think is right." Isabel says.

Mike just stares at her in shock by how she is acting and not sure is she is sincere or not.

He remembers Rick killing and burying her in the backyard, but was it all a joke?

Was it even real?

"Mike, this whole thing has been so ugly. It's not me. It's not how I want you to think of me. I don't know if we have a future together, but I've always been there for you. From the beginning. I just want you to remember that." Isabel continues.

She then walks away and leaves Mike in the kitchen.

He rubs his head and leans over the sink, when Isabel turns back around.

"By the way, I had the abortion. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

**

Mike is standing at his desk in his office going through paperwork , when a woman walks in wearing a short black dress with black heels and has long black hair with ocean blue eyes.

She catches Mike's attention quickly.

"Dr. Grassi?" She says.

Mike stares at her unsure of how she got into the house or if he even knows her.

"Excuse me. Do we have an appointment?" Mike asks.

"I was told there was a doctor here who might help me." She says.

"You need to call and make an appointment."

"Doctor, I think something terrible might happen to me."

"What do you mean something terrible?"

"Not quite certain. It's a strange feeling. An endless foreboding. Like a dream I can't wake myself out of."

"Sounds like acute anxiety. But you really-"

"It's worse than that! I do things with men. Things I shouldn't. But I'm a great actress, and it's frustrating. I just need that break. All you need is that one person who believes in you. And every time I go into an audition, I think maybe he's the one and...I get carried away and...Do you know what I mean?"

Mike walks towards her and sits down in front of her.

He listens as she talks and starts to relate to some of the things she's saying, but knows he has to keep it professional.

Can't make the same mistake he made last time in Texas.

"I do."' He says.

The woman gives him a small smile as Mike looks away to think.

He sighs as he gets up and walks back towards his desk to grab his note pad to see when he can fit her in for a session.

"I have an opening tomorrow at noon. What's your name?" Mike asks.

"Elizabeth Short." She says.

"I assume you're covered by SAG insurance?" Mike asks.

Elizabeth stays  silent and Mike already knew what that means.

"I see. Well, you're a beautiful young girl. I just assumed that you were working steadily. In the meantime, we need to discuss how you plan to pay for treatment." Mike says.

She stands up and looks at Mike seductively.

"Do you really think I'm beautiful? Really?"

"You're, um, an attractive young woman."

Elizabeth begins to slowly unbutton the front of her dress, when Mike stops her from going anything further.

"No, no, no, no, Beth. We just discussed that. You don't need to do that." Mike says.

"But I don't know how else to pay you. I know you're the one who can help me. I can tell. You understand." Elizabeth says.

Mike sets his stuff down and looks away from Elizabeth.

"Well, we can figure something out." Mike says.

He begins to walk towards Elizabeth and helps her keep her coat on.

"You never have to do that for me." He says.

Elizabeth seems to stare into Mike's eyes.

Almost as if she were looking into his soul.

They broke eye contact when Mike's phone starts to ring.

"Excuse me. I need to...I need to get this." He says.

Elizabeth nods and thanks Mike for agreeing to see her for a session tomorrow and leaves.

Mike answer his very important call as she sees herself out of the house.

"Hello? Slow down, Doctor. I can't understand you." Mike says.

"I spoke with Nel's psychiatrist, and he doesn't feel she's mentally strong enough to hear this news right now." Dr. Betty says.

Mike gulps and continues to listen to Dr. Betty's news.

"Normally, I would be very uncomfortable giving a husband this information, but you are her designated health care proxy."

"Just tell me what's going on, Doctor." Mike says.

"Heteropaternal superfecundation." Dr. Betty says.

"Excuse me, what?"

"You're wife's twins have different fathers. I'm sorry."

Mike goes silent for a moment as he can't believe it.

Both the twins aren't his, but only one twin is his biological child.

"What did you say?" He asks.

"It's extremely rare. Maybe one in a million. Your wife must have had intercourse with two different men during the same ovulation cycle within a 48-hour period."