"Looks like Noogie's tip paid dividends, Desmond Maxwell just walked in." Amber said into her earpiece.
"I see him. He hasn't noticed Ali yet though." Brady responded… it was another Friday night and the kids had been at the Wall Lounge after overhearing Noogie's conversation with Izzy about Desmond being back in Miami and Noogie having called Alison.
Desmond would've been out of the drug running business years ago were it not for a rival drug dealer having taken over Miami and selling to high school kids… he saw it as being disrespected and like he did in the 1980s, he fell back into the life.
It wasn't long before he saw the raven haired girl he was told about, black cut out dress and red stilettos on as well as makeup that made her look like she was legal age. Smiling, he walked over to her as she casually sipped a martini.
"Well hey there, Sugar. Got what Mama's looking for?" Alison responded, giving her best seductive eyes and staying cool, calm and collected as Desmond ran his left hand along her back.
"I think providing what Mama wants can be arranged… maybe over the flowing joy." Desmond replied, lightly flicking his finger against the martini glass near the end.
"Anything you want, Sugar, got all the time in the world…" Alison responded as Desmond led her to the dance floor.
"Moreno, Noogeman, you see him clearly? You know what to do." Amber said with a smirk as Noogie and Izzy smiled and then put on their best tough guy faces as they approached the two, Izzy grabbing Desmond by his shirt.
"Hey, easy, the little lady and I were just dancing." Desmond responded defensively as Noogie frisked Alison and found the packet of Cocaine.
"Just dancing? So you weren't resting your hand on her back and all, looking to play some games with our little lady friend, were you homes?" Izzy responded, his grip not loosening.
"Mama, tell them it was just fun." Desmond said pleadingly.
"Actually, Mama has a little confession, pal!" Alison responded before Stan charged in and tackled Desmond to the ground, handcuffing him.
"You couldn't stay out of Miami, could ya? You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." Stan replied as he dragged Desmond up to his feet and out of the Wall Lounge as Noogie and Izzy turned to Alison.
"Ali, you are a damn natural at this, ain't she, Moreno?" Noogie responded.
"A born superstar. Just keep the two lives separate, eh?" Izzy answered.
"I'll try but from what everyone's said, there's undercover and then there's which way is up." Alison said as they all walked out into the Miami night… it wasn't autumn yet but the air felt better than the oppressive summer heat in the daytime.
Alison and Brady decided to tag along with Izzy and Noogie as Amber headed off to meet up with Maurice.
"I'm sure there's something going on with those two." Brady said quietly, his arm resting casually around Alison's shoulders and Noogie smiling and laughing slightly.
"You know, Annie said that about you two just the other day." Noogie replied, talking about his wife.
"You never know where this crazy world takes you, I guess… it's something you just find out. You walk the path, you'll never really know why the rocks were put there to begin with." Brady responded.
"Damn right about that." Alison said as Brady saw the weariness start to slip through the undercover facade, the exhaustion of a long day. Brady carefully moved her closer to him, letting her rest her head on his right shoulder.
Across town at the police department, Gina Castillo was one second short of nodding off into sleep herself when she heard the doors open and saw Stan drag Desmond in.
"Got him, old friend." Stan said as Gina stood up.
"I'm assuming he fought like hell?" Gina asked, having not been back at work in three weeks because Alison had been drugged by a student who unintentionally swapped their own drink with hers.
"Didn't even get a chance to! That clever little minx had me hooked!" Desmond responded in an odd mix of angry and impressed.
"The hell are you rambling about, are you high on your own supply?" Gina replied once Desmond was put in a cell after being uncuffed, Stan closing and locking the door.
"Hey, if you make the medicine, you use your own when you need it, physician heal thyself!" Desmond responded.
Gina pulled Stan aside and down the hallway.
"The UC wasn't there, was she?" Gina asked, one of the rookie cops having been picked for the job.
"No and I have a feeling that you know who was there… felt like I was looking 20 years into the past, back to the days that you were undercover, Gina." Stan answered, Gina chuckling slightly.
"Those were some days ago… families tend to be like that though, the youngest take after the oldest." Gina replied, glancing at a picture hung up on the wall nearby of Sonny's Testarossa, and thinking of how these days, Brady probably drove it more often than Sonny did himself.
"Yes they do… Larry would've been proud of the kids." Stan responded, Gina smiling at the old picture of Larry Zito that was on Stan's desk and next to it was one of Alison when she was 5 months old.
"He would've…" Gina said quietly.
At the Castillo house, Brady and Alison walked into the living room and sat down to take her stilettos off… and Brady could tell that it was just them in the house by how quiet it was.
"What are you thinking?" Brady asked after sitting down.
"I didn't tell Miguel that I was heading out, he's probably out looking for me." Alison replied as she reached over the armrest and turned the lamp on to light up the room a bit.
"He's a caring brother… that's what it's like to be siblings. You'll argue like hell and kick up more storm than a volcano, but the moment one thinks something is wrong with the other… nothing else matters." Brady said in response, Alison knowing that summed up him and Amber as well as her and Miguel.
"Spent our whole lives around each other… aside from twins, siblings two years apart can't remember a time without the other around. Though there's a part of me that wished that Veronica got to know about her older brother." Alison said, Brady's eyes widening a bit because as far as he knew, Veronica Tubbs had been an only child.
"Hearing so much about a family member you never knew… I've known that feeling. Dad lost a good number of close friends over the years." Brady replied.
"Lou Rodriguez being one of them, complete opposite of my dad from what Sonny once said… but I'm not so sure Veronica would've accepted her older brother if she ever found out that his grandfather killed her uncle." Alison said as they looked at each other, Brady reaching over and pulling Alison's curls out of their tight ponytail to give her sensitive scalp a break… and absentmindedly running the fingers on his right hand through the soft tresses, both still a bit intoxicated as Brady also drank some alcohol.
Alison rested her right hand on Brady's left one when it rested on her face… and Brady leaned in, crashing their lips together.
Outside, a drunken Jake Ballard was stumbling around lost… and his eyes widened in shock.
"Holy mother of…" Jake started to curse as he stumbled back a bit, his wide eyes locked into the window as he watched their actions, the contact of their lips remaining unbroken as the two turned fully to each other, and Alison's left hand moved to rest just below Brady's right shoulder blade.
To him, it was eerily similar to Gina and Sonny's old romance.