Jane the Virgin

Friends and foes,

Jane and Rafael were finally back together,

and the relationship was blooming.

Not blooming? Jane's writing.

So she decided to go back to a class.

The structure, having assignments... that works for me.

And speaking of overcoming career hurdles,

Rogelio was having trouble getting the legendary

River Fields to agree to costar with him

in the American version of The Passions of Santos.

- Probably because of this... - Attack her.

Also painful, Rafael's family situation.

See, his sister Louisa left

with all of his money, and it turns out,

she was also the key to finding his birthparents.

And speaking of family drama,

Petra was being investigated for killing her sister,

and her lawyer J.R. was being blackmailed

into tanking Petra's case.

But now, they're working together,

and doing... other things together.

But OMG, the blackmailer threatened J.R.'s mother,

who has Alzheimer's.

And in other, terrible, horrible,

no good, very bad news...

We took an X-ray of your chest to check

the rib, and we found a lump in your breast.

Which, my friends, is where we left off.

Over the years,

Jane Gloriana Villanueva made a few trips to the hospital.

Where did you get your degree from, the University of Dumbass?

My daughter said that she is a frickin' virgin,

so do another damn test.

And each time, her mother was by her side.

Five more minutes of pain

for a lifetime of happiness.

He's gonna be okay, hon.

But this time, the tables had turned,

and it was Jane who needed to be there for her mother.

It's gonna be okay, Mom.

Just because it looks suspicious

doesn't mean it's cancer, okay?

We'll get the biopsy results in three to five days.

It's fine, we'll watch some old novelas, yeah,

- play cards... - Wait. “We”?

Don't you have your new writers group?

Please, I'll start another time.

I'm going to help you take your mind off of this.

Me, too. I'm pushing my meeting.

With River Fields? No, you're not.

- But this... - You're going, end of story.

Now, listen to me. If you are all

hovering around me, I am gonna lose it, so...

We are not gonna worry

until we have something to worry about.

Understand?

Absolutely.

We're not gonna worry

until there's something to worry about.

Got it.

Right. I'll get that for you.

And I'll help you fix it.

Great. So, I guess I'll just head to my writers group.

Have fun.

Yeah. Good luck with that.

Like I said.

Jane?

Oh, sorry.

I was just welcoming you to the group.

Thank you. Nice to meet everyone.

And telling them how you published a novel.

A novel that didn't sell well.

And I'm a little blocked,

so I wanted to get back to basics.

And-and JJ loves this group, so here I am.

Well, we are glad to have you.

And trust me, we've all been blocked.

And it sucks.

Ugh, I know. Plus, I used up

the one great story I had to tell.

Well, you don't have to stop telling your story

just because you've already told it.

True. Look at Jamaica Kincaid, or, uh, John Updike.

They return to the same themes, relationships,

even characters.

Exactly.

It's your story. If you want to tell it again,

you can. Just tell it a different way.

Maybe from a different perspective.

That's actually a good assignment.

And this is a good group.

This week, let's write about an event in our lives,

from the perspective of a side character.

Love that. Yes.

Might I suggest one of my favorites?

Girls, hurry up, we're leaving for lunch.

A text from her favorite side character.

Or should I say “side piece.”

Ready for lunch, Mommy.

Thank you for taking them. Raf's busy and I couldn't

get either of the nannies on such short notice.

See, that's because you only have two.

You should always have three nannies on-call at all times.

Hilarious. The comedy world really needs more women.

I don't know if you've considered it as a career.

Why are you so dressed up?

What? I'm not.

Look, I'll call you when I'm done.

Look! I have a loose tooth,

and it's hanging on by a string.

Want to see?

- Ew. - Gross.

Come on, guys.

Lunch!

Mom, come and eat.

We'll finish the dishwasher after.

I want my tooth to come out now.

Bite into an apple.

I'm telling you, it'll come out.

Come on, take a bite.

It fell out!

Mateo, your first tooth!

Yeah. And I'm gonna get money from the tooth fairy tonight,

and you're not.

Mateo. You're being rude.

Yeah, I'd be careful bragging

about money to children with two nannies.

We don't care, we're very fortunate.

And there's no such thing as the tooth fairy.

- What? - Of course there is.

She comes in the night, and brings you money.

That's your mommy, silly.

Your mommy is the tooth fairy.

Are you, Mommy?

Of course I am not the tooth fairy.

In fact, that's a ridiculous rumor

that the tooth fairy spreads

so that the kids don't go looking for her.

Yeah, right.

It's true.

And you're falling for it.

Hmm. See, the tooth fairy

has been alive since the beginning of time.

Not possible.

No one can live forever.

Yeah. Everyone dies.

Mateo, did I ever tell you about the time

that I saw the tooth fairy?

No.

I was about six years old.

It was the middle of the night.

She floated through the window.

She wore a pale green dress,

and she had long, silver hair

and pointy ears.

Really?

Absolutely.

And when I looked at her,

there were these sparkles floating all around her.

Then what happened?

Well, I actually talked with her.

Dad?

What's going on?

I-I just...

I-I'm just so scared, Jane.

I know you're scared, Dad.

I am, too.

But we are not going to worry until there's something

- to worry about, remember? - I'm already worried.

You're gonna have to pull it together in front of Mom.

So use those incredible acting skills,

and act like you aren't.

Got it?

Yeah.

I'll just...

You'll just...

focus ur energy on something else.

Like convincing River to do your show.

I mean, that's something

you'd normally be obsessing about. Hmm?

Right.

Yeah. Okay.

I'll obsess about that, then.

Thanks, Jane.

Of course, Dad.

Now, come on, fix your face.

Friends, if Petra seems

a little overly made-up to see her lawyer,

I'll remind you the last time she saw her.

Hi.

Hey.

You remember my mom?

Yes. Of course.

Hi, Aida.

So, what's up?

My mom suddenly said she remembered what the guy

who left the note looked like.

So I had a sketch artist work with her.

Yeah.

Not exactly useful.