It happened in Vegas…..."lavender or baby powder"

Brenda woke up, brushed her teeth, and headed downstairs. Of course Jason was M.I.A. She had no idea, where he was disappearing to every morning. She didn't think snipers, shot people during the day.

After eating breakfast, she cleaned the kitchen, and was just about to head upstairs to take a shower, when she heard someone knocking at the door. She sighed, walked over to it, and looked out of the peephole. (I should've just ignored it.)

She opened the door. "What do you want Carly? Jason is not here."

"I know. He's probably down at Kelly's."

Brenda shrugged. "Ok?" Brenda knew she was hinting at something. Carly had no idea that Jason and Brenda, were married in name only. There were only two people that knew, and that was Jax and Sonny.

Carly continued. "Before Jason married you, I always thought he had a thing for Courtney. I realize she's married to AJ, but that'll be over soon. And it looks like I was right."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because it is only a matter of time, before he divorces you."

"Are you done?"

"Actually I am."

Brenda slammed the door in her face.

Carly grinned and walked back across the hall…...

Brenda stood there for a moment. (So, that's where he has been going.) She ran up the stairs to get dressed…...

Brenda walked up to Kelly's and looked in the window. And there was Jason, right where Carly said he would be. He was sitting there talking to Courtney.

Brenda opened the door and went in.

Courtney was facing the door, she saw Brenda walking towards them. "Jason…your wife is here."

"My who?"

"Brenda."

At that moment, Brenda walked up to the table, and looked down at Jason. "Hello husband."

Jason looked up at her. "Brenda, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you."

Courtney stood up. "Hello Brenda."

Brenda glared at Jason. "Hi."

"Um…I better go, I have…..customers." Courtney rushed off.

Brenda sat down across from Jason. "What are you doing?"

"I'm having coffee."

"Liar."

"Brenda, what do you want? And why are you here?"

"I was looking for you. Carly said that you come here every morning." Brenda looked over at Courtney. "And now I understand why. You have given me lecture after lecture, on why I should stay away from Jax, but look at you, Mr. Hitman, down here gawking at some blonde."

"Shut up Brenda."

"No, you shut up Jason. You are putting our freedom in jeopardy. Do you really come here every morning?"

"None of your business."

"It is my business. What if the police are watching you?" She looked around.

Jason knew she had a point. He was being careless.

Courtney looked over at them, and saw that they were arguing. She knew it was probably about her, especially given the looks she was getting from Brenda. She couldn't blame her, she did have a thing for her husband.

Brenda stood up. "Let's get out of here."

Jason looked up at her. "You are really getting on my nerves."

"If you don't stop it, a really big man in jail, is going to be getting in your…you know what."

He stood up. "Just come on."

They made their way out of the restaurant. Courtney's eyes follow them…

As soon as they walked out the door, they ran into Scotty Baldwin. Brenda grabbed Jason's hand.

He walked up to them. "Well, what do we have here? The Morgans, or is it the murderers?"

Brenda glared at him. "I think harassment is against the law."

Baldwin looked over at her. "Don't think, you'll get wrinkles."

Jason intervened. "What do you want Baldwin?"

He looked at Brenda, then back at Jason. "I know you two are putting on a charade. But it won't stop either one of you, from going to jail."

"It won't have to, because we didn't do it."

"We will leave that up to the jury."

Jason stared him down. "Let's go Brenda, this conversation is over." They walk off.

Baldwin's eyes follow them. (I know they are faking, I just can't prove it, at least not right now. They don't even like each other).

Brenda and Jason walked down to the pier. Jason looked behind them, but didn't see anyone. He released her hand.

"I told you, Baldwin could be watching you."

Jason sighed. "Ok! You were right."

"Jason, if I can't see Jax, then the same goes for you and Courtney."

"There is no me and Courtney."

"Whatever Jason, I know you like her. And I really don't care. But for the sake of our freedom, put it on hold! And while I have your attention. I think it is really inconsiderate of you, to just leave me at home, every morning…alone by myself, while you go off to Kelly's, to look at Courtney for hours at a time. You know, I thought you were out working, which didn't sit well with me either. But I knew that snipers normally worked at night, not during the daytime. I mean I should have guessed it, because who would you be shooting at in the mornings?"

"Brenda, shut up."

"Jason, don't tell me to shut up. You kno-"

"Brenda?"

They turned and saw Jax standing there. Jason rolled his eyes.

Brenda smiled. "Jax."

He walked up to them. He looked down at Brenda. "Hey, are you ok?"

She nodded. "You look good."

"So do you."

Jax moved closer. Jason stopped him. "Don't touch her."

Brenda looked over at him. "Now, you are really getting on my nerves. You can sit in Kelly's for eight hours straight, looking at some blonde. But I can't even talk to Jax."

"I never said that, I said he needs to use a prepaid phone, when he calls you."

Brenda rolled her eyes, and turned her attention back to Jax. "I miss you so much."

Jason took a deep breath, and blew it out. He grabbed her arm. "Time to go."

She tried to pull away. "Don't do that."

Jax intervened. "Don't grab her like that."

"Shut up Jax. We shouldn't even be talking to you. Come on Brenda."

They head up the stairs, she turned and looked back. "Bye."

Jax waived and looked until she was out of sight….

Brenda is in her car, and Jason is following on his motorcycle. They were supposed to be heading home, but Brenda turned into the parking lot of a Supermarket. He followed, and parked next to her. He took off his helmet. She got out of her car.

"Where are you going?"

"We need groceries. But you wouldn't know that, because you have been sitting in Kelly's, looking at that blonde girl for days at a time."

Jason got off his bike. "Her name is Courtney, and you should call her that. Better yet, don't call her anything. Stop talking about her."

"Are you getting upset?"

"Come on, let's get this over with."

"Jason, I don't remember asking you to come with me."

"Well, I'm coming."

He headed towards the front entrance, with her following.

Brenda grabbed a shopping cart, and headed towards the vegetable section.

They didn't really say much after that. She'd put things into the cart, and so would he. He walked alongside her, while looking down at his phone. She didn't know if he was trying to ignore her or what, but she didn't mind, because they had been arguing, ever since she found him at Kelly's.

She turned down the feminine hygiene isle. "Could you grab me a box of regular strength tampons?"

Jason was still looking down at his phone.

"Jason!"

He looked up at her. "What?!"

"I need a box of tampons! I can't reach them!"

He looked horrified. "Why are you hollering?"

"Because you are acting deaf."

"And why do I have to get them?"

"Because they don't have any on the shelf." She pointed up above the shelf space. "They have some up there."

"Why can't you just use those?"

"Because I don't like those, and I would never buy generic tampons."

"Does it matter?"

"Yes it matters! Would you buy generic bullets?"

Jason sighed. "Which kind?"

"Those, the ones that have the yellow stripe."

He reached up, grabbed them, and threw them into the basket."

"Thank you."

Brenda walked over and started looking at the feminine wash. He just stared at her. He knew she was doing this on purpose. It was something she would do, just to torture him.

"Hey, Jason. Come over here, and smell this."

"No."

She looked over at him, and smiled. "Honey, come here. Do like the lavender, or the baby powder?"

"Brenda, I don't care. Just get something and come on!"

"Not until you tell me, which one you like. You are my husband, and I want to do everything I can to please you. So lavender, or baby powder?"

Jason walked over and grabbed them both, and threw them in the cart.

There was an elderly lady on the isle too. She frowned at Jason, and looked at Brenda. "You should not let him treat you like that. You are a beautiful young lady, who deserves better."

"Thank you, and trust me I know it."

She looked at Jason. "And you need to treat your wife better young man."

Jason didn't say a word. The lady left, and walked in the opposite direction. Brenda started laughing, and they moved to the next isle…...

After they finished grocery shopping, they headed back to Jason's penthouse. Jason carried all of the bags up, and helped Brenda put everything in its place.

Jason's message alert signal went off. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, and looked down at it. "I have to go."

"Where are you going?"

"Out."

"Remind me to tell you the same thing, when I get ready to leave."

"Brenda, it's business."

"Oh, well I don't really want to know anything about that."

"I wouldn't tell you anyway."

"Ok, Jason. You can leave now."

"What are you going to do, for the rest of the day?"

"Nothing. I can't see Jax, so I'm going to read or something."

"Brenda, I have guards outside. Jax is not to come here. If they see any sign of him, they will not hesitate in kicking him out."

"Ok, Jason."

"I'm serious Brenda."

"Ok, Jason!"

"I'll be back. You should cook or something."

"Don't tell me what I should do."

Jason just threw his hand up, and left.

She heard the door close.

Brenda sighed. She didn't really want to stay in that apt for the rest of the day. She slipped her hand in her back pocket, and pulled out Jason's black card. (I could go shopping.) She grabbed her jacket, and headed out of the door.

She didn't want to go alone, so she took Max with her….

Part 2

They are at the mall. Brenda has bought quite a few things, and Max is loaded down with bags.

It was after seven, when they finally made it back to the penthouse. Jason was sitting on the sofa waiting on her. He gave Max a dirty look, and watched as he sat the bags on the desk by the door.

Brenda thanked him.

"And thanks for the ties, Mrs. Morgan."

"You are welcome Max. That's the least I could do, since you carried my bags, and kept me company."

"Have a good night Mrs. Morgan."

"You too Max."

Max left.

Brenda walked over and sat down next to Jason. "I bought you something."

"With what money?"

"I used your card."

"Why are you always using my card, why don't you use Jax's card?"

"I could, but that wouldn't look good if Baldwin found out? Right? And since you are my husband, you are supposed to take care of me."

Jason shook his head. He didn't really care about the money. He had plenty, and it's not like he was spending any.

Brenda smelled something cooking. "Are you baking?"

"It's chicken."

"It smells good. Did you cook enough for me?"

"No, I thought I'd let you starve, and maybe you'd be too weak to talk."

"Ha ha. Jason made funny."

She stood up, walked over to the desk, and started gathering the bags up.

Jason looked over at her. "Where are you going?"

"Upstairs."

"So, what did I buy myself?"

Brenda sat the bags down, and tossed one to Jason. She picked up the rest of them, and headed up the stairs.

Jason opened the bag. It was a leather jacket. It was really nice. It was a bomber style, with thick lining on the inside. She did have good taste, even if she did talk too much…..

It's later and Jason and Brenda have just finished eating.

"Jason, that wasn't half bad."

"I told you I could cook."

"A sniper who can cook. You'll kill it, and fry it up too. A man of many talents."

Jason just ignored her.

Brenda stood up. "I'll clean the kitchen, since you cooked."

"Isn't that nice of you?"

"It's that time of the month. I'm somewhat nice during that time. The rest of the month I'm a b*tch." She grabbed his plate, placed it on top of hers, and went into the kitchen.

*knock at the door*

Jason walked over and answered it. It was Sonny.

"I need to talk to you. Are you alone?"

"No, Brenda is here, but she's in the kitchen."

"I'll make it quick. I have a situation that needs to be taken care of."

"Jason! What is this?!"

Sonny and Jason were standing by the door. They both stopped and looked in Brenda's direction. Sonny's eyes quickly look her over. She was wearing a pair of short shorts, and a white tank, and standing there holding a pan.

"I cooked in it, what's the problem?"

"Next time use foil. This is hard to clean! I'll have to soak this."

"Just soak it then!"

She rolled her eyes, and went back into the kitchen.

Sonny's eyes followed her. Jason turned and caught him looking.

"What does she have on?"

"She wears it all of the time. Just ignore her."

"Easier said than done."

"Forget about Brenda, just tell me what's going on..…..."

Brenda finished washing the dishes, and walked back out into the living room.

Jason was sitting on the sofa. "Brenda, I don't think you should wear that anymore."

"Why what's wrong with it?"

"I have too many men coming over here, and…."

"What?"

"They are staring at you."

"So, It's not like I'm naked. This is what I sleep in."

"Well, sleep in it, just don't walk around with it on."

"I don't walk around in it all day. And you shouldn't have mob meetings after a certain time. How about that?!"

"From now on, I'll talk in the hall, or over at Sonny's."

Brenda shrugged. "Whatever Jason. But I am covered up. You cannot see anything."

"Brenda, that's not the point. You are attractive, so it doesn't take much."

She smiled. "You think I'm attractive?"

"Never mind."

"If you didn't know me, would you try and pick me up?"

He looked her over. "Nope."

"You liar, yes you would."

"I've had enough of this conversation."

He stood up, turned off the TV, and headed up the stairs…...

It's a little after midnight, and it is raining extremely hard outside. Brenda tossed and turned. All of a sudden there was a loud boom, and the lights went out. She sat up. She'd been having trouble sleeping, ever since Luis had been killed. Yes, Luis had lied to her, but she had lived with him, for four years, and he was really good to her. Sometimes she felt guilty, for not loving him the way he loved her.

She got out of bed, using her cell phone light as a guide, and made her way out of the room. She knocked on Jason's door. *no answer*

Brenda turned the knob and went in.

"Jason, are you awake?" He didn't respond. She walked over to the bed, and shook him. "Jason."

He yawned, and looked up at her. "Brenda? What are you doing in my room?"

"The lights went out."

"It's because of the storm. They'll be on later. Go back to bed."

"It's dark in there."

"It's dark in here too. Go back to bed."

"No, I don't want to."

Jason sighed and sat up. "So, what do you want to do, because I'm tired! And Brenda, this better not be a game! I am not in the mood!"

"It isn't a game, Jason. I've been having...trouble sleeping...ever since Luis was killed. There is no way I can stay in my room, and the lights are out."

"You could light a candle?"

"Maybe I could sleep with you?"

"Why would you want to sleep with me?"

"Because..."

"Because what?"

"I'll feel safer. Please Jason."

He ran his fingers through his hair. "Ok, Brenda."

She smiled. "Really?"

"Yes...really."

Brenda walked to the other side of the bed and got in.

Ten minutes later…

"Jason?"

"What?"

"Are you asleep?"

"Brenda, I just answered you, so apparently not."

"Do you think…we'll end up going to jail?"

"No, we are not going to jail."

"What if we are found guilty?"

"We are not going to jail. We'll disappear first. But hopefully that won't have to happen."

"If we disappear, let's disappear to the Caribbean."

"Goodnight Brenda!" He turned his back to her.

She turned in the opposite direction. "Goodnight Jason, and thanks for letting me sleep with you."

*silence*

"Jason?"

He sat up, and looked over at her. "What?! What do you want?!"

"Never mind,."

He fell back on the pillow. "Just go to sleep…..please."

She didn't respond, something told her, that he was getting ready to throw her out. She closed her eyes, and went to sleep…..

It's the next morning, and Jason is just waking up. He sat up and yawned, then stood up, turned, and looked down. Brenda was still in his bed sleeping.

He rolled his eyes. (I should wake her, and kick her out.)

He turned and picked up his cell phone. He went through the various messages.

Jason would receive messages all through the night, it was just the type of business he was in. If his phone was ever lost or stolen, no one would know what they were reading, because there were codes for everything.

Brenda stretched and opened her eyes. She looked over and saw Jason standing there, half naked.

"Jason, would you please put some clothes on."

He had on a pair of boxers and nothing else. She hadn't notice last night, because it was so dark.

He looked down at her. "This is my room, get out!"

She sat up. "Is this how you treat all the women, you sleep with?"

"No, just you."

Brenda threw the covers back, made her way to the other side of the bed, closest to Jason, and got out.

She was getting ready to say something else, but Jason held up his hand. "Just get out."

She glared at him, then walked over to the door, opened it, and left….

After Brenda took a shower, she made her way into the kitchen, and to her surprise Jason was still there.

She poured herself a cup of coffee, and sat down next to him.

He was trying his best to ignore her.

"Jason, I can't believe you are still here. I thought you had already left."

"Nope."

"Is Courtney off or something?"

"Brenda, we have already had this talk. I'm keeping my distance."

"You really like her don't you?"

"None of your business."

"You can talk to me. I think it's cute. And if you let me see Jax, you can go and see Courtney, I don't care."

He looked up at her. "No. Now if you would like to go to jail, then be my guest."

Brenda sighed. She missed Jax, but she had to stick to the plan, because she really didn't want to go jail. She changed the subject. "I'm making a cake today."

"So."

"I'm going to take it with us, to the Quartermaine's tomorrow, for Thanksgiving. You haven't forgotten have you?"

"No, I haven't forgotten. I'm actually dreading it."

"They are your family Jason, whether you remember them or not. It is their blood that's running through your veins."

"Don't remind me."

"Have you ever spent the holidays with them?"

"No."

"As much as you care for Sonny and Carly, they are not your family. And you have a wonderful family, they have really been good to me."

"Good for you."

Brenda shook her head. "You need a happy pill."

"And you need a muzzle."

Brenda rolled her eyes, and stood up. She walked over to the refrigerator, and opened it. She pulled out a couple of eggs.

"What are you cooking?"

"None of your business."

"Well, whatever you're cooking, cook me one too."

Brenda turned and looked at him. "You want me…to cook you breakfast, after you called me a dog?"

"I didn't call you a dog."

"You put muzzles on dogs."

"So, but I didn't call you a dog."

"Whatever, if you want something to eat. Cook it yourself."

"I let you sleep in my bed, and you can't even repay me by cooking me breakfast?"

"No, because you threw me out this morning….or have you forgotten?"

Jason stood up. "Never mind, I'll eat later." He leaves.

Brenda sighed, and walked back over to the refrigerator….

Jason is sitting on the couch, replying to messages on his phone, when he heard Brenda come into the living room.

She sat a plate down on the coffee table, in front of him and left.

He tossed his phone, and picked it up. (I wonder if she put something in it?)

"And its not poisoned."

He looked up, and saw Brenda peeking around the corner. "How do I know that?"

She walked over. "Mobsters are so suspicious." She picked up the fork, and took a bite. She handed it to him and left.

He laughed and finished off the rest…...