"Brian, you have a call line 1. Dr. Masterson." Cynthia poked her head into his office. "Thanks Cyn." He replied quickly picking up the phone. "Kinney." "Mr. Kinney, this is Dr. Masterson. I have the results of your parternity test. Can you and Ms. Connors be in my office by 3:30 today?" Brian thought for a moment. He was suppose to have a meeting at 3:15 with Remson. After much negotiating and an apology from the man, he agreed to take the company back on as clients. "Yes, we'll be there." Brian agreed and hung up. "Cynthia!" Cynthia popped in again. "Brian." "Handle the Remson meeting for me." "What?" "Remson. I need to take care of something, so you're going to have to go to the meeting." He replied handing her the file. "Now go review and be ready to meet at 3:15." Cynthia agreed and took the file. As soon as she was out of the office, he picked up the phone and dialed. "Hello?" "Yes, is Elizabeth Connors available?" "Speaking." Brian took a breath. "This is Brian. The results are in. Can you be ready by 3:30 today? I'll pick you and Marissa up." "Ah, sure that's fine. Let me give you the address." "I have it if you forgot." "Right, right... uh okay...well I'll see you then." ~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~ Brian wouldn't admit it out loud but he was anxious to hear the news. It seemed so surreal until now. Like it was happening to someone else. Now as he sat in the doctors office it really hit him. He could have a daughter. "Mr. Kinney?" He looked over to the sound of the voice. It was Marissa. "Yes?" "Do you wanna be my daddy?" Marissa asked innocently. The question forced Brian to freeze for a second. "Um..." Elizabeth noticed his discomfort. "Marissa, why don't you come over here and sit with me until Dr. Masterson comes in?" Marissa shrugged and ran over to her mother. Brian sighed out of relief that he didn't have to answer the question. He didn't know how to answer the question. "Good afternoon." Dr. Masterson hustled into his office with a file. Brian suddenly felt his mouth go dry. "Well, first of all let me start by saying that we ran the test several times and they have less then a .01% chance of inaccuracies." "Please, Dr. Masterson just tell us." Elizabeth said in a shakey voice. "Alright, as I said we have performed the test several times. I have the results right here." He told them holding up an envelope. "They are sealed from the lab and I have not reviewed them nor have they been viewed by anyone in my office. That being said, lets see what the outcome is." He stopped, opened up the results and studied them for a minute. "Mr. Kinney and Ms. Connors it appears that Marissa's DNA biologically matches to the both of you. So it can be concluded that you, Ms. Connors and you, Mr. Kinney are the biological parents of Marissa." Brian was in shock as he looked over to Elizabeth. She had silent tears streaming down her face. Marissa looked confused. "Does that mean that Mr. Kinney is my daddy?" She asked. Elizabeth wiped her eyes and turned towards Brian. "Brian?" Brian couldn't find his voice. "Do you two need a minute?" Dr. Masterson asked. "No, uh...I have to go. I have...a...meeting. I'm sorry." Brian replied hastily taking his wallet and throwing some money at Elizabeth. "Can you call a cab? I'm...I have to go." ~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~~-~-~ Brian walked into the loft quickly throwing off his suit and stepping into the shower. He let the hot water cascade over him and sighed. What a mess his life was. Really. A big fucking mess. He wanted to call Justin. He really did, but he couldn't. Not now. Justin had a life. Friends. A career. Brian knew that the minute Justin found out what was going on, he'd be on the first plane back to Pitts without a second glance back at New York. He couldn't do that to the boy - man. The water started to run cold, and Brian reached for a towel after trning off the water. He was on autopilot as he fixed his hair and got ready to head out. Not knowing exactly what to do, he walked into Woody's and spotted Michael and Ben right away. "Hey boys!" He greeted as he made his way to the bar and returned to them with a beer in hand. "Brian!" Michael exclaimed jumping up and hugging the taller man. Brian smiled and hugged back. "Mikey. Professor." Ben raised his drink. "So where's everyone?" "Ted and Blake are at Babylon, we're joining them later if you want to go and Emmett and his new beau decided to go away for the weekend and still aren't back." Brian nodded and took a drink of his beer. "How's Justin doing?" Ben asked. "Fuck if I know." Came a curt reply. Michael gave him a look. "Don't you talk to him?" "He's got his life. I've got mine." "But, Brian - " "Fuck - I don't want to hear about him!" Brian screamed slamming his bottle back on the table. "It's okay to miss him." Michael continued as if he didn't hear Brian's out burst. "You love him and it's okay to miss him." Brian got up. "I don't need this shit Michael. Stay out of it. We're done. Justin and I, okay so just fucking drop it!" "What happened Brian?" Michael pressed. "Michael..." Brian warned. Ben wrapped an arm around the shorter man. "Michael maybe you should - " "Fine. It's just you were going to get married." "Were being the key word. Were. We aren't. We never will. He and I are done. There is no more Brian and Justin. Just Brian period. Justin period." Brian replied realizing it was a mistake to go out at all. He turned heel and walked out of the bar.