It happened again, leaving Jennifer hating herself. She had dreams about him while he was a patient, and she had hoped when she didn't see him anymore the dreams would leave but that wasn't the case. The dreams were more intense, the other night she had one so intense she literally screamed from it causing her son to run into the room thinking she was hurt. Luckily he believed it was just a nightmare she was having, but it was never a nightmare.

Turning on her bed side light she looked around her room, and then looked down at herself the sweat on her chest showed it had been an intense dream. Releasing a sigh she got up and began to prepare for the day, she couldn't shake her feelings for this man. Once she was done getting ready she went down and began to prepare breakfast, she knew her son would be up soon to go to class.

When she and Richard got divorced Jason moved back home, she knew why he did and she loved him for it but she could take care of herself. Hearing him coming down the stairs Jennifer smiled instantly trying to hide her irritation.

The day had gone by slowly, once home she prepared dinner. Nothing glamorous, her life was becoming regimented nothing out of place; it was boring. Jason was helping her prepare dinner and she loved the help, she never liked cooking alone. The two were broken from their tasks when the phone rang; Jason picked up and had a questioning look.

"Some guy is on the phone asking for you." Jason stated with his questioning look still in place.

"Probably a patient." Jennifer assumed and instantly took the phone, but soon she froze when she heard the voice on the other line. It was the man who was in all of her dreams, glancing at her son she smiled and walked away. "Why are you calling my house?" Jason walked towards the phone on the wall and silently listened in to the conversation something told him he had to listen in.

"Jenn…"

"Tony, why are you calling me?"

"Jenn, I…miss you." Tony Soprano stated honestly on the other line, Jennifer froze and sighed.

"Tony…you can't say things like that."

"Jenn, please give me a chance."

"We have discussed this, you are a former patient of mine it is unprofessional not to mention you are married and…"

"I am separated." The interruption caused Jennifer to freeze.

"Separated?"

"Yeah, I have my own place now. Carmela she uh…asked for one I should get the papers in the mail in the next week according to her lawyer." Tony replied hoping Jennifer would say something.

"Okay, well you are still a former patient and let's not mention what you do for a living." She was trying to find any excuse, but inside she wanted the man in front of her and to jump into his arms.

"Please, we don't have to tell people it can stay secret. I wouldn't want you to lose your career; I just…want one date. One date to show you what you mean to me, even with Carmela it never came close to what I felt with you. Out of all of the people in my life you are the only one who knows everything about me, the only one who can read me and understand me." The begging in Tony's voice caused Jennifer to melt; this man had a way of getting to her.

"Okay." Jennifer whispered with fear inside hoping she didn't make a wrong choice. Unknown to them of the third party listening stood frozen; Jason couldn't believe his mother just agreed to go out on a date with Tony Soprano the head of one of the biggest mafia families in New Jersey at the moment. Not hearing the rest of the conversation due to his daze he slowly hung up once he heard his mother's footsteps, starting to chop quickly he acted like he heard nothing.

"How's your patient?" Jason asked.

"Oh, um…good they just need to calm down a little bit." The response was an obvious lie and also short, Jennifer picked up the salad and turned towards the dining room. Jason set the knife down and watched his mother walk away, worry spread throughout him he didn't want her to get hurt.