Season 9, Episode 186 “…Two for the Show”

Kayla looked back at Lynette, then back to Renee. With complete silence she walked past Renee and off the porch. “Where did Lush Barbie come from?” Lynette was rubbing her wrists. “My god Renee, you have amazing timing, do you know that?” they both smiled and dove into a hug. “Lynette broke the hug to ask… “When did you get back?” “Only 15 minutes ago, Ben had to see all of Paris, and as you know I’ve been there so many times I could make my own line of perfume.” Lynette laughed “I don’t get it, but who cares your home!” Lynette pulled her in for another hug.

        Shortly after the accident Jennifer stuck with her plan to work at the lavish Grey Estate and raise her son in Fairview. Jennifer soon found happiness again when she met a wealthy young man and began a romantic relationship with him. Sadly Jennifer’s happiness would take a backseat again when a much more sinister situation came to light.

        “Honey did you see this flier for the Christmas party, they are having a baking competition.” Jennifer grabbed the flier from Steve’s hand. She reads over it for a bit. “Ok?” she said with a confused look on her face. “ Ok? Honey you’re an amazing cook I bet you if you entered that toll house pie you make for me and Hunter, you would win.” Jennifer smiled and gave him a kiss. When she walked away she looked at the flier again and smiled.

        The next morning there was a knock on Gaby’s door. She could see it was Renee in the window and she opened it with a forced smile. “Jesus Gaby you look like hell…” Gaby began to talk, when Renee interrupted. “I have a question… how do you suppose one should raise their kids?” Gaby looked up at her with confusion. “Oh god I’ll just get to it. I went to see Lynette last night and when I left your oldest one was hiding up in the tree house…” Gaby’s eyes widened and she pushed Renee out of the way and stomped down the street. “Juanita Solis get your bottom down here right now!” with Gaby screaming up to Juanita it made Lynette go out to investigate what was going on. As Lynette exited the house the back door opened and Kayla snuck in.

        Juanita did her best to pretend she wasn't in the tree house but it didn't matter. Gaby climbed up the ladder. When she reached the top she found plates, foam cups, and garbage on the floor. “Well I love what you've done with the place. The carpeting needs a shampoo, but the new wallpaper is the right touch” Gaby said looking around. “Mommy I…” Juanita started to plead till Gaby snapped at her. “Save it Juanita Solis, I have never been more mad at you in my life… do you know how scared your father and I were?”

Even asking her a question Gaby stopped Juanita from talking. “We love you, it killed us to not know where you were” Gaby finally rested and Juanita got to talk. “But I never see you anymore, it’s like you've forgotten about daddy and Celia and me…and I sometimes wonder what it would have been like if Grace and I were never switched.” Gaby sat down and held Juanita and started to talk with her more.

        On the ground Renee had just finished telling Lynette what happened. When Lynette went back inside she started on the dishes. Shortly after Julie walked in. “Why is there an audience by the tree house?” Lynette laughed and gave her a hug. “How was the venue search?” Lynette asked. Julie started for the stairs. “I’m going to go grab Sophie and I’ll tell you all about it…” Lynette smiled and went back to the sink. She jumped when she heard a scream. Lynette ran for the stairs as Julie was running down. “They’re gone!” Julie shouted. Lynette swallowed hard and tried to understand. “Sophie and Paige are gone!” Julie ran to the phone while Lynette stood motionless holding on to the railing.

        “No it isn’t always that easy to forgive someone who has done awful things to us…” The police arrive and rush over to Lynette and Julie waiting on the porch. “But to get back to our normal existence, we must first forgive ourselves…” Gaby holds Juanita and gives her a kiss on her forehead. “…Forgive ourselves for the way we will get even with those who we must forgive…” Bree pulls a letter from the mailbox addressed to her from Sam.                                                  .6.