Ah this dream again. This is such a nice safe place. A nice two-story house settled in the middle of a garden surrounded by woods. She wanders around the garden occasionally smelling the flowers and smiling at the familiarity of the place. She knows every flower on every bush here. She should, in her dream she planted every one. The result of her hard work blossomed all around her.

"Mommy, mommy." She turned and smiled as her daughter ran to her. She picked her up and studied her face. She feels such love in her heart for this child. The dream is so vivid and detailed. She even imagines that she can remember the pain of giving birth to her. She walked into the house carrying her daughter. She stops to admire each room. Everything here is so familiar. This house and his child feel so right. She even imagines that she can remember buying and placing every item in each room. She could imagine the history behind each keepsake.

Then she felt her husband's presence. Funny, in all her dreams she has never seen him. She can fell him in the room, his arms around her and she can even feel his lips on hers. He makes her feel safe, wanted, loved, but she can never see him. She just has the impression that he has been with her a long time and he always will be.

This time she does something different. This time she wanders into the bathroom and looks into the mirror.

'Oh my god!'

She sat upright in the bed, rubbing her hands over the features of her face. 'That wasn't me. That wasn't my face.' She thought.

She felt her heart pacing wildly as she looked around the cabin bedroom and at the man lying beside her. 'It is so strange.' She thought. When she first came to Porte Charles and escaped Alcazar all she could think of was these strong emotions that she had for Sonny and Jax. All she could concentrate on was getting to them and making sure that they were safe.

Now she is here and Jax is beside her, but her dreams take her somewhere else, to someplace that she desperately wants to be. Each night when she dreams, they become more detailed, more real to her than her own memories.

'I wonder what it could mean,' she thought. 'Maybe it is all the stress that I have been under lately. Tomorrow I will make an appointment with that shrink they told be about while I was visiting Jax in the hospital.' With her decision made, Brenda settled back into the sheets and fell asleep.

'Oh god no. Not him again. I came to Paris to get away from him. How the hell did he find me in a city this size,' Skye thought. "Why are you here?" Skye scowled as Alcazar sat down at the table. 'Can't I ever get any peace?' "How did you find me anyways?"

"If you must know, I'm having you followed." Alcazar stated with a smile.

"Why? So you can track me down and gloat? Do you want me to say it?" Skye glared at Alcazar as he calmly took a drink. "Fine I will say it. You were right, damn you. Jax loved his precious Brenda more than he loved me, even four years removed."

"My dear Skye, how many times do I have to tell you that you deserve to be loved by someone who sees you and only you?"

Skye slammed her cup on the table and stood up. "How many times do I have to tell you that, that person will never be you?"

Skye marched angrily around the table and made her way to the door.

Alcazar followed closely behind her. "Skye, I just want you to be happy."

Skye stopped, turned around and stared directly into his face. "My happiness," she yelled. "You couldn't give a damn about my happiness. If you did, you would stop interfering in all of my relationships."

"But my dear Skye, all those other men were all wrong for you."

"Wrong answer. What you really mean is that all those other men weren't you. I just have one question. How the hell did you get Brenda to agree to your little plan? Don't give me that nonsense about Brenda being with you for the last four years, because I have seen enough of you to know better."

"You're right. I only had Brenda for about a month after her accident. However the woman in your husband's bed doesn't know that. As far as she is concerned, she has been with me all this time."

"Your famous brainwashing tactics. I probably have just cause to install a restraining order against you."

"As I recall, you have a couple of times."

"Why did I bother? They never seem to work."

"That's what I have always wondered. I also wonder why you didn't blow me out of the water when you heard I was in town."

Skye glared at him.

"Admit it. As much as you hate my tactics, you were just as curious as I was to see if Jax would choose you over any lie or challenge that I threw his way. The entire set up may have been a lie, but Jax's reactions weren't."

"And look were it got me. Alone again, in pain, trying to get it through your head that there never will be an us while my husband is having the time of his life reliving the past with his one true love. Thank you so much Luis for yet gain making my life miserable and showing me how easily the people who claim to care about me will turn against me. With people like you around, I don't need anymore enemies." Skye stormed out of the building.

Luis smiled as she left. 'I absolutely adore that woman. But don't worry my dear. I already arranged Jax's punishment for harming you long before I moved to interfere in your life. I guarantee that Jax will be both hurting and regretting his choice before to long. After all, my brainwashing will only last so long. Sooner or latter, the lady gracing Jax's bed will remember the truth. When that happens, he will learn a thing or two about the pain of living in a lie.'

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