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forcing it off on Sherry like this. What if Keels had an issue with it?"
    Dan snorted, "she doesn't know it all. I figured the whole story of her parentage should come from her mother, so that she'll believe it more easily."
    Standing suddenly Keeley went to the kitchen, making sure she was totally locked down as far as telepathy went. Her mom looked worried and so, oddly enough did Dan, but she was just going to see if there was something to serve for dessert. They had a nice cherry pie on the counter, store bought, but it looked decent. She started making up plates of it, just cutting it into quarters and finding some cream in the refrigerator. She didn't know a lot about cooking, but she could manage whipping that into something edible she thought, having done it for every Thanksgiving since she'd been seven.
    Everyone was quiet when she came back in juggling the plates carefully. It wouldn't do to drop them now.
    "OK, so where were we? The part where Dan is actually the Greater Demon Finias, who is both my and Darla's father? Am I supposed to be shocked and surprised by that? Or is it the part where mom has known I'm a Demon for nearly two weeks? I have to tell you the only thing really catching me off guard was the embezzlement. I mean what the heck was that about? Did someone force him into it?"
    Keeley stared at Dan first, since he had the most to gain by getting Charles out of the way, but made sure to include Darla too. She was fully capable of getting someone to do something like that, wasn't she? For that matter Keeley was pretty sure she could have pulled it off, now that she thought about it. It was also a good opening move if someone was trying to attack her personally.
    Darla just made a face.
    "It could be. This could be anything from someone trying to tear you down, test you or even trying to do you a favor. Probably not that last one but some of our kind can get weird in their old age. It wasn't me though. Rather a pain in the behind as far as I'm concerned. It really just seemed like theft though, but that could be faked."
    Dan made a face too, an unbelieving one.
    "You are too shocked by finding out I'm your father. I know for a fact that you didn't know it was me. I read your mind..."
    Keeley didn't bother thinking much of anything for a while, it was peaceful.
    "I knew. I just didn't let on. It's not like controlling my own thoughts is impossible or anything. Darla set me the task. I probably blew it by mentioning it now before you did, but oh well. Oops?"
    That got Darla to laugh again, a happier sound this time.
    "I'll let it pass this time. You still owe me that money though. I'm not going to forget that."
    "Of course you wouldn't. I'll set that up, or, you know, you can just get it from my accounts. Only the eight hundred thousand we agreed on though."
    She took a few big bites of pie, still starving, not having eaten enough for the day at all. It would probably be easier to do now though. Having to hide what you ate made it a lot harder.
    Sherry picked at hers, looking at it mournfully.
    "I'm still not sure what to do. We'll have to move... and maybe I can cash in those stocks or something? I don't have money for a new place. An apartment maybe, if we aren't too picky. I'll work it out. Don't worry about it Keeley. I'm the adult. I'll make this work." Her chin came up then, almost proudly.
    She cast a glance at Dan who nodded ever so slightly, as if promising covert help. Like they needed it.
    "Don't worry mom. Since the whole thing is out of the bag, I might as well share this too. I'm rich. I extorted fifteen million from some Vampires in exchange for not destroying them about a week ago. True I spent nearly a million of that tonight to save dad, but we have the rest of it. I'm already working on buying a place. We'll be fine." Even if they had to go and live at Darla's for a while, which they wouldn't have to.
    Darla smiled and took a bite of cherry filling then looked at Keeley as if they were