Becca stood on the pier, staring at the ships coming in and out of the docks. She was exhausted from the day she had. Not only had she had a packed schedule, but she had also had to deal with Tracy Quartermaine.

She loved stopping by the pier, the salty smell of the water somehow relaxed her. The breeze that came across the crisp April air was invigorating.

"You haven't left town yet?" she heard a voice behind her. She turned to see Brenda Barrett Corinthos.

"Nope," she turned back toward the water. "I don't plan on it either,"

"Becca, what is it that you want?"

"Brenda, I don't want anything. I didn't move here because of you!" Becca snapped. "I moved here for a great job! I could care less about what happened in your past,"

"You and I both know that you're just dying to spill the beans about me,"

Becca groaned and turned to leave.

"Yeah, run away like you always have," Brenda snarled.

Becca turned on her heel, "Brenda, I'm in no hurry to tell anyone anything about what I know. You just have a guilty conscience. For someone who doesn't want me to tell, you sure as hell keep pushing me to do so,"

Carly sighed, throwing herself onto her couch. Happy that she had finally gotten Joselyn bathed and tucked into bed.

"You okay, mom?" Morgan looked up from his homework.

"Yeah, sweetie, I'm fine." she smiled. "Just tired, your sister has been a bear all day,"

"I know," he laughed. "She got really mad at me when I tried to sit next to her at dinner,"

"I know!" Carly made a face. "What is up with that! She's been doing that to you for a couple days now,"

"I dunno. It might come from the fact that she's so spoiled,"

"Spoiled? Noo...of course not," Carly grinned.

Morgan laughed as the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," he jumped up.

"Good, cause I wasn't about to get up," she sighed, stretching her legs across the couch. Morgan came back into the room with Sonny behind him.

"Hey," Sonny smiled.

"Hi," Carly responded. "What's up?"

"Oh, nothin," he sighed. "I was coming back from the restaurant, so I just figured I'd stop by,"

"For no reason?"

"Well, I do need to give this to Morgan," he grinned, pulling an envelope out of his coat pocket and handing it to Morgan.

Morgan's eyes lit up and he ripped it open. "Yankees season pass! Thanks dad!"

"You're welcome, buddy," Sonny smiled as Morgan embraced him in a hug. "You didn't think I'd forget this year, did you?"

"Well, I know you've been kinda busy with Brenda, but I'm glad you didn't forget. The first game is Saturday. You're taking me and Michael, right?"

"Yeah, of course. Me and Brenda will pick you up around 4,"

"Morgan, honey...why don't you head upstairs and start getting ready for bed?" Carly stood up and started clearing Joselyn's toys off the coffee table.

"Okay. Goodnight dad. Thanks again." Morgan hugged his father once more and dashed up the stairs.

"Keep it down! Don't wake your sister or I'll have to brutally hurt you!" Carly called after him, then turned back to Sonny. "Well, I'm trying my best to keep my mouth shut, but I don't think I can,"

"What are you talking about?" Sonny raised an eyebrow.

Carly tossed a handful of toys into Joselyn's toy box in the corner. "Sonny, the boys look forward to the time they get with you, especially the baseball games. Why are you taking Brenda?"

"Because Brenda enjoys spending time with the boys too," he replied. "I should have known that you would make a big deal about it,"

"I'm not making a big deal!" She replied. "I'm just letting you know that it's not fair to them!"

"How is it not fair?"

"They want to spend time with YOU their FATHER, not your wife,"

"They'll be spending time with me, but Brenda will be there too,"

"Yeah, and she'll be taking every ounce of your attention with whatever she decides to whine about for the moment,"

"Oh my god," he rolled his eyes. "When are you gonna get over your jealousy?"

"Jealousy?" she laughed. "Oh yeah! I'm soooooo jealous of Brenda!"

"I'm done," he turned to leave. "If you want to argue, call your other ex-husband. Have a good night,"

Jax let out a gentle groan and stirred from his sleep, feeling the gentle brush of her fingertips against his cheek.

"Hi..." she smiled softly, as she sat next to him. "You just dropping by for evening naps on my couch now-a-days?"

"Sorry, I had an exhausting day and came over a little early, I hope you don't mind," he said, tangling his fingers around hers.

"No, not at all," she kicked off her heels as he looped his arm around her and pulled her down next to him. "It was actually pretty nice to come home and find you cuddled up on my couch.."

"Where've you been? Everything okay?" he asked, noticing the clock on the wall. She was nearly an hour late.

"Yeah, everything's fine. I had to stop by the pharmacy and I stopped and grabbed some chinese for dinner,"

"But, what if I just want you for dinner?" he smirked, running his fingers up her skirt and toward the inside of her thigh.

She giggled and moved his hand. Planting a kiss on his lips, she stood up. "As great as that sounds. I'm starving,"

Jax stood up and followed her into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around her waist and planting a gentle row of kisses down her neck, as she poured them both a glass of wine.

She pulled herself up to sit on the counter, wrapping her legs around his waist. She fed him from the pair of chop-sticks in her hand, then took a bite herself. Jax simply smiled as he chewed. This was certainly his idea of a picture perfect night.

The next morning, Jax sat in his office, going over paperwork from various inspections that were taking place in the hotel later in the day. There was a soft knock on the door and Carly peeked her head in. "Hey..." he grinned.

"Good morning," she entered the room with a bright smile, carrying two cups of coffee.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, everything's great," she handed him one of the cups in her hand. "A shot of expresso and two creamers, just how you like it,"

Jax smiled and took a sip. "Thanks, I definetely needed this. I was running a little late this morning,"

"You're welcome," she smiled. "Ready for the big inspection today?"

"Yeah, I think so," he replied, stacking the paperwork on his desk into a neat pile. "The construction foreman should be here around ten,"

"I'm so excited for the new ball-room!" she squealed.

"I think it was a great idea for Becca to suggest a whole new floor for just weddings and events. I think it will definetely bring in a lot of business,"

"Me too,"

"How's my little princess this morning?"

"She's great," Carly smiled, glancing at her cell phone. "This morning, she decided that pancakes are better worn on her head than eaten,"

Jax chuckled. "Silly girl. I can't wait to have her tonight. I got her some new toys that she's gonna love,"

Before Carly could say anything, the door opened and Olivia Falconeri entered the room. "I'm sorry to interrupt...but it's important,"

"What is it?" Jax asked.

"I need one of you to head downstairs and help Becca out. She's not looking too good this morning, been puking since she got here, and Tracy Quartermaine is down there being completely impossible," she rested a hand on her hip. "I tried helping her deal with her, but she just won't let up. It'd be better if one of you handled her,"

"I'll head down and take care of it," Carly stood up and glanced a smile at Jax. "I'll see you later. Mercedes will have Joselyn here around 5,"

"Okay, thanks," Jax stood from his desk as she left the room, closing the door behind her. "Olivia, what's going on with Becca?"

"I don't know," she shrugged. "I heard the stomach flu's going around, though,"