The Bitch that is My Step-sister - EX

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It was the first week of summer vacation, as Krissy was rushed into the hospital's ER wing. Sweat beaded along her brow, her face contorted in the pains of labor, and her curses to Jamie's manhood filled the air as the nurses helped her into a wheelchair before being taken back. Rhonda was pacing the floor as she was on the phone calling her son to inform him that Krissy was having their baby. Then she called David and told him the wonderful news, smiling at the sound of his jubilant voice.

Rhonda was waiting on pins and needles as she, David, Suzie, and Ben waited out in the waiting room for the news. Suzie and Ben were asleep in their seats as the clock passed midnight. While she didn't want to deal with the sneers Hugo or Marla would have given her, she thought it wise to inform them of their great-grandchild's birth. It was around two in the morning when Jamie walked into the waiting room. David and Rhonda quickly got to their feet at the sight of him.

"How did it go?" David asked in a worried tone.

"She's fine, resting at the moment," Jamie answered.

"And my little grandbaby, how is she?" Rhonda asked, trying to contain her excitement.

"Healthy; she's sleeping too; you should go home; it's late," Jamie said, eager to return to his wife's side.

"Now Jamie, I'm her father and..."

"You really just going to go barging into my wife's room when she's exhausted and sleeping after you've been told she's resting? You aren't at work. You can't throw your weight around here like you do there. You might be her father, but I am her husband, and I'm telling you to go home," Jamie said sternly. "You can see them both in the morning."

"Jamie!" David barked.

"Honey, Jamie's right, it's late, and Krissy isn't going anywhere," Rhonda said, placing her hand on David's arm. Knowing if David kept pushing, all that would do was piss off her son, and Jamie wouldn't hesitate to keep them from seeing their grandchild. "And we need to get the kids home," she stated, waving over to them. "Jamie, I'll be here bright and early," Rhonda said, noting how he eyed her from over his shoulder before he nodded and headed back to Krissy's room.

The next morning saw Rhonda cradling her granddaughter in her arms as Krissy's eyes watched her while Jamie went home to change and get something to eat. A motherly smile formed on her face as little Jan gazed up at her. Cooing sweetly at her as she gently swayed as she stood at the foot of Krissy's hospital bed.

"She's so beautiful," Rhonda sighed, gently laying Jan into her mother's arms.

"That she is," Krissy said, pulling down her gown down her shoulder exposing her right breast. Wincing a little when Jan latched onto her nipple. "Is it supposed to hurt when she nurses?" she asked, looking up at her stepmother.

"The first few times," Rhonda answered. "It'll get easier as she gets better at nursing from you."

"Krissy, would you mind if I stayed with you and Jamie just for a few days to make sure you all are settling in. I know how it is with a new baby and the lack of sleep you'll get," Rhonda spoke as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

"What about Dad, Suzie, and Ben?"

"Your Dad will be fine; Suzie and Ben will love staying at your house. You're going to be sore for a few weeks, and you'll be happy to have a helping hand to make dinner and keep your house clean," Rhonda said, a little sad that her childbearing years were coming to an end. Nonetheless, she was very happy with the children she had given birth to.

"I was going to ask," Jamie said, standing in the doorway, startling the two of them.

"Really?!" Rhonda asked, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear. Knowing this was the first time Jamie had asked her for anything since they started to repair their relationship.

"Yeah, that is if you can get your husband to get over his little control stick," Jamie said, walking into the room with a bag filled with clothes for Krissy.

"I'll talk to him; I should go pick the kids up. I know Suzie is really wanting to see you," Rhonda said, rubbing Krissy's right knee as she got off the bed.

"Bring them by; I'm sure they want to see their baby niece," Krissy said, gazing lovingly down at her sleeping daughter.

And so, life went on for Jamie and Krissy. Their baby Jan grew into a healthy young girl; Rhonda, David, Suzie, Jamie, and Ben were there to watch her start her first day of kindergarten. Two years after the birth of their daughter Jan, their son Darriel Jacob Lancash Jr. was born. Jamie had asked his grandparents if it was alright with them to name his son after his father. He knew it would be a touchy subject for them, but after a few days, they called and talked to Jamie for a bit before giving him their consent.

During his daughter's first month, Jamie had given his notice and took his vacation as his two weeks and went to work for their competitor. Where he excelled and was promoted twice before the first year was out. As it turned out, David and Ruth had a hand in keeping him from advancing at his old job. When Krissy learned about it, she tore into her father, as did Rhonda, seeing how David was trying to show Krissy that Jamie wouldn't amount to anything. David had to work hard to get back in his wife's good graces. Even then, Rhonda watched him like a hawk. David's relationship with his daughter wasn't the same, yet she didn't cut him out of her life like she had done with her mother, who was now living alone and finding it hard to date given how her reputation had spread around the city she found herself in.

Dafne finally met someone, only to leave him widowed when the ship she was on sank off the coast of southern France.

Rachel moved down to Miami and never again got to the point of marriage and died at the age of sixty.

Missy and Steven lasted for ages, having three kids and a very loving marriage before Steven developed dementia and wandered into the woods around his house and died from exposure.

Krissy and Jamie retired to North Carolina after seeing their children grow and move on with their own lives. Suzie moved to Texas to begin her career in law. Ben went into the Navy and saw the world thrice before returning home.

Rhonda died in her sleep at the age of eighty and very happy that she and her son had overcome their past and rebuilt their relationship. David had long since moved to Canada after Rhonda had divorced him after finding out the rumors she was hearing were true. He found life in Canada harder than he thought it would be living alone in the cold white north.

The End.