Naturally, Jamie was more than surprised. "What? When?" Eddie stood up and started to pace the room, trying to recall the traffic stop from years before. "Wow, it must have been 10 years ago. It was the year before everything went down with my Dad." Jamie was stunned; all he could say in response was "Huh." Eddie was lost in her head, trying to remember it all, now knowing how significant that once seemingly unimportant stop was. "I tried to beat a yellow and lost. Next thing I know, I've got blue lights behind me. I'd been on my way home from class when he pulled me. I tried to sweet-talk him and gave him the Janko sparkle…" When she said the last part she folded her hands under her chin and batted her eyes at Jamie.

She figured this was a lot for him to take. Heck; this was a lot for her to take. She knew how much Joe had meant to Jamie and she'd always been a little sad that she never got to meet him. And now it appeared that she had after-all.

Jamie grinned at her, able to picture it all happening, knowing that Joe and Eddie would have gotten along great, but he didn't voice those thoughts. He just waited for her to continue.

She laughed as she picked up where she left off. "But of course it didn't work. You Reagans…" She joked. "So he asked me if I'd been drinking, looking back I'm not sure if I should be insulted by that." She mused to herself before shaking her head and continuing. "Anyways, so he asked that and I said 'Not yet.' Oh, yeah, it was St. Patrick's Day. So, I said not yet and winked at him. If I was him I would've made me get out and take a sobriety test, but he just laughed. Like whatever he expected me to say, that sure wasn't it. Well, he asked a few more questions and you know me, I sassed him." Jamie had leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his knees a few minutes ago, but at that he raised up.

Eddie saw the look on his face and quickly reassured him. "Oh, no, nothing insulting or anything like that. More like… playful bickering. Like us when we first met. Anywho, I was gonna meet up with friends later that night so I'd been heading home to change before he pulled me. I was afraid he was gonna jerk me around, I mean it's not like it would've been the first time some cop tried that. But he was really nice and had a great sense of humor. He joked that he had a brother who would've absolutely loved me. I guess he was right all along." She paused for a moment to wink at Jamie as she sat down beside him.

"Honestly, I thought he was just hitting on me, but, you know, too shy to admit that he was the one who liked me. He let me off with just a warning about the light and told me to be careful and take it easy that night. And that was it. But his laugh, that's what I remembered most."

When she finished she looked back to Jamie, he was quiet, deep in thought. When he finally looked up at her he looked like he'd seen a ghost. "When… When he pulled you over, what were you driving?" Eddie laughed, that was a silly question. "My baby, of course."

Jamie clasped his fingers together in front of his face and started nodding absentmindedly. "Porsche Girl." was all he said. Eddie was naturally confused. "What?" Jamie was silent for a few more moments before he stood up and started nervously pacing back and forth. "Jamie, what's going on?" She was getting worried; this wasn't the reaction she was expecting. She thought he'd be thrilled that she'd met Joe, even if it wasn't under the best of circumstances.

When he finally came back to reality he leaned back against the fireplace and crossed his arms in front of him. "You… You're Porsche Girl." Eddie was still lost. "Who's Porsche Girl?" Jamie's mind was still reeling. "You are."

At Eddie's raised eyebrows he continued. "A couple of months before Joe died he called me up. I was cramming for mid-terms and he knew it, that's probably why he called when he did… To get me out of my head. I tried to get off the phone, but then he starts on about this hot blonde that would be perfect for me. Of course, I'm with Syd at the time, so I'm not interested. But he won't let up. He said he met her on a stop, that she was hot as hell and oh, the mouth on her." He stops for a moment and laughs, hearing his brother's voice as if it was just yesterday.

"Then he starts on her wheels, this cute little Porsche convertible. I started to tune him out, knowing I'm not getting off the phone until he's done. I know he said something about her having a guy's name, but I don't remember much else. I finally get him off the phone, but over the next few weeks he keeps bringing her up. I never knew her name; he just keeps calling her 'Porsche Girl'. Not long after that… He was gone. I never even thought about it again… until now."

Up to this point Jamie had been staring out into space, but now he looked to Eddie who looked as shocked as he must have just a few minutes ago. She looks up to him, not knowing what to say. He sat back down on the couch beside her, picking up his beer on the way and handing her the other half-empty bottle. They both take a deep swig. "So, Joe… He was really trying to fix us up...?" She didn't really expect an answer, so she just sighed and leaned back on the sofa again, staring off toward the ceiling.

Later that night while Eddie loaded the dishwasher with their dinner dishes, Jamie snuck back into the living room. He pulled out a framed picture of himself and Joe from a family trip to Florida a couple years before he… They were both wearing bright tacky Hawaiian shirts that Joe had surprised him with. He was determined to loosen up his oh-too-serious little brother. It was a vacation after-all.

Jamie placed the picture on the mantle and simply stared at it. Could it really be? Could his brother really have known all those years ago that Eddie was the one for him? After only meeting her for just a few minutes? It just wasn't possible.

In his mind he could hear that conversation from all those years ago.

"Hey little bro. Not studying too hard, I hope."

"I'm busy, Joe. What'cha want?"

"Okay, okay… I met this chick this afternoon that you have GOT to meet."

"I've got Syd, remember? Not interested."

"No, this one is special. She was a real spitfire, I tell ya. Hot little blonde, and she knew how to work it."

"Joe, I'm serious… I've got mid-terms coming up, I've got to study."

"What are you talking about? You're a brainiac, you'll do fine. So anways, this girl… I pulled her over for blowing through a yellow."

"Wait… You're trying to fix me up with a criminal? I'm hanging up now."

"No, no, wait… She's not a criminal. Just some spoiled little rich girl. She was driving this little silver Porsche convertible. Oh, man, this girl was trouble. And with her mouth?… She'd put Resa to shame in a heartbeat."

"Joe, you're not listening… I… Am… With… Syd. I'm probably gonna marry her."

"Nah, come on. You two? You're too similar, it'll never work. I know you, you need a girl with some fire, and this girl definitely has it. Oh, and get this… Her name is Eddie. Eddie! Do you believe it? You know how it is with hot chicks with boys' names… Jamie… Jamie?"

"Yeah… Yeah, I'm here."

"I've lost you, haven't I?"

"Sorry, I told you I was busy."

"Fine, fine. But this isn't over. We WILL be talking about 'Porsche Girl' later. You better not be late for dinner on Sunday."

"If you say so… But yeah, I'll see you then."

"Night little bro."

"Night."

"Hey, babe. I'm heading on up… You gonna be a while?" Eddie called from the stairs, stirring him from his memories. He turned toward her to answer. "No, I'll be right up. I'm just gonna check the locks and hit the lights." She blew him a kiss and went up stairs.

After doing as he said, he stopped back in the living room. He walked back over to that picture with his brother and smiled. He reached up and ran a finger over Joe's smiling face. He heaved a deep sigh and lowered his arm. "Thanks, Joe."

Jamie turned back towards the stairs and turned down the dimmer on the overhead light as he went. As he climbed the stairs to his wife, he couldn't help but think of what could have been… If he had listened to his brother all those years ago… Maybe he would've met Eddie sooner? Would he have been interested then? Would he have missed his chance with her?

If Joe hadn't been killed… Maybe he wouldn't have become a cop and he never would have met her at all. And if he hadn't, would Sorrento have gone for Joe instead? Or if he was still the target, who would've saved him if he didn't have Eddie watching his back? For the first time Jamie fully realized the impact his brother's death had on his life.