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Previously...

• Diane tried to be there as much as she could for Jason when she learned that Keith had passed, yet he continually isolated himself from the rest of the family.
• Steve granted full rights of the Summers Estate to Kimberly just before the quake hit. The house was soon met with extensive damage that no one could have expected.
• Ashley learned that she was pregnant, but was instantly hesitant to tell her loved ones- especially the Father, Joe.
• Kayla warned Rick to stay away from Liz or problems would arise in their marriage.

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Scene: Jason Summers' Apt, PACIFICA TOWERS.

The door slowly creaks open and Diane Davison reveals herself in the entryway before calling out for any sign of life. The apartment is cold and musty; she bites her lip with suspicion as a quick chill runs down her spine. She calls out for her son once more but only an eerie silence is evident.

She creeps down the main hall of the apartment and notices a door to her right is cracked open. Although she doesn't want to become her overbearing mother with a passion for prying, her curiosity is piqued as she reaches for the knob and pushes slowly.

Realizing it's Jason's room, she's torn whether she should inspect things further or walk back out to the main living quarters. While perhaps it would be a violation to go through his things for clues, it had been nearly a week since she had heard from him. An embodied fear presents itself with such determination as she begins to flip through a small notebook lying on his nightstand.

Diane soon discovers that it's his journal and quickly looks behind her, as if she has to validate that she's alone once again. She quickly peruses the various entries and eventually finds the most recent entry. It's a poem that he composed just this week.

Her eyes grow wide with fear as her heart instantaneously sinks. The poem is so dark and presents a dreary end to the pain he had been living with. The worst consumes each thought as she fears for the worst. Could her son truly have taken his own life?

Suddenly a figure emerges from behind her and a familiar voice demands what she is up to. A startled Diane jumps as she puts one hand over her mouth and sighs deeply.

"Jason."

"Were you expecting anyone else?" Jason takes a step forward, breathing heavily. "What in the hell are you doing here?"

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Scene: The Summers Estate.

Kimberly Summers stands in the doorway frozen as she scans each wall in the study for any large cracks. She takes a deep sigh in disbelief as she realizes the quake had been truly relentless with its attack on the estate.

Her Father and the contractor in charge of giving them a final estimate will arrive at any moment. She shakes her head in frustration as she makes her way back to the head of the house and watches for any vehicles pulling up the driveway- or at least what was left of the driveway.

She wanted so badly to run and turn her back on the entire situation. It would be so easy for her to return to her condo on Pac Boulevard, an address that certainly didn't receive the extensive damage the estate had received. However, the conflict she had with leaving things behind grew within like a cancer as she realized she couldn't dump everything on her Father. Steve had, after all, given her full control of the estate after his divorce from Diane.

While she felt a sense of responsibility now for the home, a large part of her was apt to believe that Steve had simply thrown this mess in her lap. While he couldn't have expected such an ordeal to occur, he had to have realized that Kimberly was still young and not the best equipped to deal with such a situation.

As she continued mulling over the reasons why Steve would choose to give her such responsibility, especially after all the headaches she had created, she noticed her Father turn onto the street.

The time was now or never. She could either face the situation at hand and choose to help with the renovation of the estate- or she could lash out at her Father and run. As each moment went by, the latter seemed much more appealing.