So, there is a lot going on. A lot will be coming to surface real soon. . hang tight and read. .

.10.

making deals with the devil

Ethan smiled at Jude. He lowered his glasses and quirked his head to the side, watching her. She had borrowed his lap top to research something about work. Apparently, something was going behind the scenes and no one was talking about it. Ethan was curious too. Who knew what big story was coming together at IA records.

Ethan liked the majority of the staff. He had known Sam Martez- Quincy a majority of his life. Her husband seemed like a nice guy. And Jude's best pals, Claudia and Jamie were great. In fact, he and Jamie had become pretty good friends. They often got together when their schedules allowed. Which reminded him, Jamie had mentioned the idea of going to check out a new band. He'd have to call him later.

Jude narrowed her eyes in concentration. She couldn't find much on Hunter Laviere, except for articles announcing his joining of IA. She was beginning to grow annoyed. How could there be nothing on this guy?

"Something wrong?" Jude looked up at Ethan and sighed.

"I cannot find anything on Hunter Laviere."

"You mean Hunter Jones?"

"No, Hunter Laviere, the new guy."

"Hunter J. Laviere. Hunter Jones Laviere. His sister worked for Boyz Attack. Information on him is rather scarce. Actually, a lot of it is tied up. We have a couple of things listed on the scan. What do you need it for?"

"Something is happening and I think a lot of it has to do with him."

"She hired a criminal!" Jude exclaimed. Ethan looked at her confused. "Hunter Jones was in prison for assault and battery. This guy has a rap sheet. What the hell is he doing at G-Major!?"

Jude began to collect her things. "Honey, I have to go. I have to talk to Tommy--"

She began to ramble as she paced Ethan's spacious apartment. "Jude!" Ethan shouted after several attempts of getting her attention.

"WHAT!?" Jude yelled. She tripped as she attempted to slide her shoes on.

"Tommy knows, Jude. Samantha knows. Jude, they all know."

"Then why---" Then it dawned on her. "Oh my god, what the hell is going on there?"

.IS.

Tommy gazed at Samantha intently. Something was not right. He could sense it every time he looked at her. Something had happened. Hunter must have done something. Why else would she cut off her hair and suddenly be so distant?

"Baby," Tommy began. He wrapped his arms around her waist as she mixed together ingredients for a smoothie. He placed a kiss on her shoulder blade.

"You know its kind of nice not having to push your hair out of the way."

He sprinkled kisses from her shoulder to her neck. This usually enticed some sort of response from her.

"Mmhmm."

"Sam."

Sam pressed start on the blender, ignoring her husband. Tommy pressed stop and turned her around to face him the Quincy's eyes met. Tommy broke the stare off by kissing her, demanding some sort of reaction. Samantha responded, wrapping her arms around his neck deepening the kiss. He pressed her against the counter as the kiss continued on.

Samantha groaned into the kiss. She needed this. She needed her husband to kiss her so badly. She gripped his hair in her fingers. He broke the kiss only for a second.

"The girls are sleeping."

Samantha nodded and allowed her husband to carry her upstairs. They both needed a moment like this.

.IS.

Jude sat in her car. She needed to talk to Tommy. She needed to know what was going on. She wondered if she really wanted to know. So much wasn't making sense to her. What was Hunter doing at IA? She glanced at her watch. Questioning would have to wait till the next day.

.IS.

Tommy curled his arm around Sam, burying his face in her white orchid and sweat laced hair. He'd always loved the way her hair smelt after they made love.

"What happened, Sammy?"

Sam tensed in his arms. Tommy pulled her closer, entwining his legs with hers.

"I don't want to talk about it."

Tommy's stomach turned.

"Did he hurt you?"

"No."

"What did he do, Sammy?"

She didn't respond, but held on to his arms tighter.

.IS.

Hunter tossed back another glass of Johnnie Walker blue label. The liquid burned his throat as it went down. He loved every second of it. With the bottle in one hand and a glass in the other, he stepped into his bedroom. He left the glass on the table by the door.

He loved his bedroom. It was everything a prison cell was not.

His king size black wooded bed stood proud across from the large window.

He passed the bed as he made his way to his walk in closet. He turned on the light, smiling at his reflection in the full length mirror. He pushed the mirror to the side to view his wall. Across the wall was pictures of Samantha, Tommy, their daughters, Portia, Darius, Kwest, and his sister, Angie. He picked up a picture that had fallen and re-taped it to the wall. Jude Harrison grinned at him. With a sigh of satisfaction, he reached out and grabbed a picture from the wall. "You're going to pay for things you have done. You all will pay."

.IS.

"Tommy," Hunter grinned, as the door of the Quincy home was opened.

"Hunter," Tommy replied. "Its Sunday. What are you doing here?"

Hunter shrugged. "Since Sam has taken the week off, I thought I would drop by some documents that need to be looked over and signed."

Tommy peered at him suspiciously. He turned his head to call for his wife.

"Baby is sleeping!" Samantha hissed as she came down the stairs. Tommy gestured to the door. Samantha came to a dead stop at the sight of Hunter in their doorway.

"Hunter."

"Hi Sam. I'm sorry to bother you, but I need some signatures."

Samantha sighed. "Come with me."

"Sam," Tommy declared. He looked at her annoyed. Samantha shook her head. "Five minutes."

.IS.

Hunter followed Samantha down the hallway amused.

"He still doesn't trust me."

Samantha rolled her eyes as she pushed the door to the home office open. Walls of the office were lined with the awards of Boyz Attack and Infinite Abyss.

"I don't trust you," Samantha replied, taking a seat behind the desk. Hunter took a seat on the plush leather couch.

He gave her a look of feigned hurt. "Samantha.. I'm surprised at this. "

"What do you want, Hunter?"

He grinned at her. "You know what I want, Samantha."

Samantha sighed.

"Absolutely not, Hunter."

Hunter shrugged. He got up from the couch and stood in front of the desk. He placed his hands on the beautiful wood and leaned over.

"Sammy, Sammy, Sammy. Who are you trying to protect?"

He reached out to push back a stray hair from her face.

"Why are you doing this, Hunter? What do you want? Hasn't there been enough hurt and chaos? Hurting Tommy is not going to bring her back."

"It may not bring her back, but I can still take everything away from him. Imagine the repercussions if he knew that while he was sleeping with my sister, his future wife was with me. You were so hurt when you found out and so passionate in your anger."

"Enough, Hunter. That is enough. I want you out of my house. I want you out of Toronto. I don't care where you go," Samantha spat.

"Oh but Mrs. Quincy, you forgot that I am a convict. I can't-" Hunter was unable to finish his sentence as a large envelope was thrown on to the desk in front of him.

"Hunter Lavariere is not a convict. Everything you need is right there. You were always fond of Paris weren't you Hunter?"

Hunter picked up the packet and peered inside.

"Everything you need to start a new life. All charges dropped, a new passport, a tweaked identity, a deed to an apartment in the Latin quarter of Paris, the papers of ownership to a café, and a couple million dollars," Samantha explained.

Hunter smirked. "You thought of everything."

"Of course I did. You have worn out your welcome, Hunter. It's time to leave."

His top lip curled at her declaration.

"Not quite."

.IS.

Tommy paced the hallway, the baby monitor tucked in the pocket of his jeans. The sound of the office door opening pulled him from his thoughts. Tommy watched as Hunter step out.

"You should thank the Little Missus here, T. She's given me a one way ticket out of here and the freedom to do whatever I want." Hunter leaned over and kissed Sam on the cheek, just grazing the side of her lips. He lingered for a moment.

"It's been a pleasure, Sammy." He looked to the glaring Tommy.

"Au Revoir,Quincy."

"What did you do?" Tommy demanded, once Hunter was out of their home.

"I got rid of Hunter," Samantha replied, and plucked the baby monitor from his back pocket.

Obviously, Sammy just made a deal with the devil. Well, Sammy has done a lot more with the devil, but all that will come later. There is a lot of secrets Tommy doesn't know about his wife, his friends, his former business. There is a lot of cover ups going on behind the scenes.A lot of which will come to frutation as we dig further and further.

It kind of saddens me to see Jude so fixated. Ethan really is this stellar guy, but again, there is her Tommy crush. And poor Mr. Q. he is so domesticated. It's still so weird to him. He is not a man that can stand playing 2nd. We'll see Tommy return to his former self as the walls come down, and they will.. You'll see.