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Part 23 - Stitches and threats

Off her crutches now, Stevie was tired of the hell that Kristen was putting Lindsey through, becoming rather territorial now; this man was hers  and no one was going to play with his heart!

Stevie ordered Karen to take her to Kristen, Karen fighting her at first but knew that her word was nothing compared to her boss's. She was her assistant and had to work for her, not give her orders.

Still limping, Stevie was able to storm up to the front door of Lindsey's old home, he was battling endlessly for the children behind that door - both of them now being rumored through out the news, fans blowing everything out of proportion! 

Knocking, Stevie tried to peek through the windows, knowing that she was home because her car was there. How dare she ignore her out on her hot doorstep!

Finally, the door opened and there stood Kristen, not an inch of a welcome on her face as she stared at the older woman. Why would she even show her face at this house?

"Well, well..." began Kristen, leaning against the door.

"Stop it, Kristen!"  Stevie pointed her finger in her direction. "You are putting him through hell - putting  ME through hell! He barely gets out of bed now and it's all because of your stupid bullsh1t! He loves those children and you have no right to claim he is an unsuitable father, nor me a sex offender! Yes, he had an affair but that doesn't mean that it was because of them - it  was obviously, you! And I had NOTHING to do with the day Lindsey brought William over to that house, I was not expecting him, nor did I initiate his infatuation!" anger pulsing through her veins. "Never in my life have I been accused of a sexual predator and now I'm being called one by you?!  I never touched your son! That is my Godson we are talking about and you very well know the truth behind it all! I cannot control the feelings of a teenage boy but I will not be labeled a sex offender! That is sick and absolutely untrue! Why would you ruin my image like that?!" tears in her eyes, shaking.

"Get over yourself, Nicks! You're not as perfect as you claim to be! I find it highly inappropriate that my son has photos of you underneath his pillow at night!"

"But how could you think that I would have even instigated such things?! You are out of control! You know what happened that day, Lindsey has told you! Will even told you! I can't believe that at my day in age, I am being investigated by the police!" Stevie cried but trying to show her that she was not weak. "I'm offended and hurt after all I have done for your children! I have loved them like they were my own and this is the thanks I get?! The police going through my home to look for child porn and other obscenities! I'm sick and you are making Lindsey sick! I will be suing you for unlawfully accusing me of such things and then maybe you will change your tune!"

"Stevie - Stevie, is that you?!" yelled Stella from inside the house, apparently hearing her voice and coming up behind her mom.

"Get back, Stella!" Kristen warned.

"But mom, it's just Stevie."

"Not anymore," giving her child a gentle push.

"What's going on?" not understanding her mother.

"It's okay, baby," said Stevie, trying to keep from crying, putting her sunglasses back on. "I love you, sweetgirl, don't ever forget that," trying to keep her breathing under control.

"I love you, too, Stevie," trying to get through her mom's grasp on the door but giving up and heading back down the hall.

"How could you?" stifling a cry. "I love those children, I love that little girl with all my heart! I have been there for her since she was born!"