I just saw last Friday's episode…Grrr Jason. I am going to enjoy watching her torture him. :-D

You can pair this with the last chapter if you want, but you don't need to. I stuck with Princess because of the upcoming pink scene.

The set up: This is Brenda overhearing Sam repeating, rephrasing what Jason said in that episode.

Thanks for the reviews last time folks! This is our week, we finally get them back!

Btw Salena that was a freakin amazing review, you made me like the chapter. :-P

Drama Queen

"Drama queen?" Brenda repeated the words she had just listened to Sam speak in an attempt to reassure herself. She had listened to Sam's whole tirade from the top of the stairs.

"I thought you said she was sleeping?" Sam quickly asked her boyfriend.

"She was supposed to be."

"You know me, high maintenance, dehydrated from the flight, not really a fan of tap," she finished walking down the stairs, covered by a short black robe. "By the way it was a neurodegenerative genetic disorder, which Jason knows and which my boyfriend and the doctor he paid off convinced me I had by pumping me full of drugs for years."

"Look I'm-" Sam began to apologize.

Brenda lifted a hand, "Doesn't matter. I won't be here long enough anyway."

"Br-" Jason began.

"Don't even bother Jason, we're never going to be friends, any progress we ever make to that we always lose. We've had issues with each other from the start and that's just how it's going to stay. I'll be out of your hair as soon as this guy is taken care of. No drama, no storming out. I'm just getting my water and biding my time," she nodded at them.

"Wow," Sam said with her head tilted back as her head bobbed, "I feel horrible," when Brenda quickly returned from the kitchen with her water and headed back upstairs.

"Yea," Jason agreed.

"Her boyfriend drugged her?"

"Yea," he confirmed. "He also locked her up when she found out he was going after Sonny."

"Oh my god, what happened?"

"She shot a flare gun off in the boat so she could come warn him."

"Oh god Jason, did you completely exaggerate so I wouldn't worry about you two?"

"No she really is that annoying to me."

"Yea well I don't think your life is going to be any easier now that I'm guessing she hates you."

A sigh was his answer.

-o-o-o-

He couldn't even enjoy the silence.

He didn't know how she was managing it, but she was even louder in her silence than she was screaming at him.

She sat with a variety of stuff to keep her occupied while he and Spinelli tried to hunt down who was after her, helping when she could. She only spoke to him curtly, with yes, no's and thank you's, unless she was providing information on their search. With Spinelli she had a half hour discussion while they ate lunch about butt glue.

Every single time he stopped working with Spinelli within moments Spinelli was engaged in some type of conversation with Brenda and more often than not it left the man laughing.

They talked to each other across the room when Spinelli was at the desk. When Jason had left the penthouse for awhile he retuned to find Spinelli had moved his workplace to the couch and Brenda letting out a barking laugh while Spinelli chuckled and turned pink. Jason went to Sam's for a quick dinner, he came home to find the table covered in Thai food and them still seated and randomly picking at food. They spent the rest of the night in Spinelli's room playing some video game that caused Brenda to randomly yell out, while Jason sat downstairs alone.

The next day was repeated the same until mid day when they realized there was no more research to be found and now it was time to wait. Jason left the penthouse to go bring Sonny up to date and when he returned he found his couch pushed back and Brenda and Spinelli engaged in an active game of Wii Tennis. They barely threw him a "Hi" as they continued on. He was on the phone with Sam as Brenda got so involved she jumped and her feet slid out from under her and she ended up on the floor, hysterically laughing while the short curls that had escaped from her ponytail bounced around her.

-o-o-o-

GH (elevator):

"It's been three days Brenda, I said I was sorry," it wasn't the first time he had said it, but he was hoping it would be the last.

"Like I said Jason, whatever," she shrugged , then scowled at his back as he shifted himself in front of her as the elevator opened.

"You don't think you're being a little bit childish with this whole not speaking to me thing?"

"Wow, childish now? Is that a step down from drama queen? And last time I checked Jason, this was talking."

The other people in the elevator looked worriedly ahead, hoping to get out of the elevator before the couple escalated their fight.

"You know what I mean Brenda."

"No Jason, why don't you tell me because from what I can tell I'm doing exactly what you wanted," she struggled to keep her voice from raising as they couldn't escape the elevator that was stopping on every floor and every floor pressed Jason further into her. "I haven't been bothering you, I haven't been creating any drama and I've even been fully dressed, according to your standards."

He wondered in what world leggings meant fully dressed just because he couldn't see her skin, didn't mean he didn't get a clear view of her whole body.

"Thank god," she said as the elevator finally pinged their flood.

-o-o-o-

Four days in:

"Might the Jackal suggest you try actually apologizing?"

Jason sat forward and tried to let the annoyance roll off of him. He had suggested watching a movie after dinner, but Brenda had smiled and rebuked the offer while praising Spinelli for getting her a collection of bath stuff earlier so she could take a long soak.

"This puppy dog thing is getting kind of old Spinelli."

He frowned at first, then decided to ignore him. "Normally Stone Cold understands the not at all unexplained phenomenon of catching more flies with honey than vinegar. The Jackal does his best to be a friend to The Princess and she returns the favor, especially in a trying time such as this, I would expect you to understand-"

"Maybe I should just move out and leave the apartment to you two."

"Are you?" Spinelli squinted and stopped, "jealous?"

"What are you talking about? I love Sam."

"The Jackal was not implying anything about your love for the Fair Samantha. The Jackal is only wondering if you've been so abrasive because you hate the fact that you like her. You can't stand the fact that you find her just as charming as the rest of us. You want to keep disliking her."

"You don't know what you're talking about," he shook his head and stood up from the table.

-o-o-o-

Five days in:

"Don't Jason," Brenda said walking into the apartment, she had taken two guards and Spinelli over to the Quartermaine's, "just don't."

Spinelli walked in silently as Brenda walked up the stairs.

"What happened?" Jason nodded at him and the box Spinelli was carrying.

"The Regal One has apparently decided to redecorate," Spinelli lifted the box slightly.

"Emi-"

Spinelli stopped him with a shake, "Jason's"

"She still had Jason's stuff?"

"She still had his whole room, the Jackal takes back any comments about the pink monstrosity being a shrine, I have seen a true one now."

"What's in there?"

"Clothing, toys," Spinelli said finally putting it down next to the door. "The Dominator and I watched some old footage of her matches while Brenda packed. She has been incredibly quiet. It is quite unnerving; I can see how it would bother you."

"What's she going to do with it?" Jason asked frowning at the box.

He shook his head, "I don't think she knows."

-o-o-o-

Evening:

The box was still sealed, but now it had two new people staring at it. Robin and Brenda leaning against the arm of the couch with beer bottles dangling between their fingers.

"So what are you supposed to do with it?"

"Not a clue."

"Monica was just going to get rid of it all?"

"Yea."

"Why?"

"Apparently she just realized it's time."

"Ah."

"Yea."

Brenda's lips twitched up in a smile, "There was still a bottle of Acqua di Gio, it just had this residue at the bottom. Em told me once she used to go in and spray it when she missed him."

"Jason always smelled amazing."

Brenda turned slightly with a smirk, had that school girl crush really been so long ago? "That reminds me, I got you something." She pushed off the sofa.

She pulled out a baby blue sweater with a teasing smile.

"Oh my god you didn't."

"I can't even believe he still had it that long. He had it when we were seniors."

"I can't believe you-"

"Does that mean you don't want it?"

"Brenda, I'm a grown woman-"

"I can toss it," she threatened towards the garbage can.

"Br-" Robin was quick to stop her, then frowned as Brenda smirked.

"Just put it on once, you spent years dreaming of this sweater," she threw it at her lil' sis.

"Oh god it's still so soft."

"Seriously, you've waited decades just put it on."

"Br-"

"Oh come on," she goaded.

"You put on something," Robin ordered as she peeled off a layer.

"Please I have no shame," Brenda announced with a head shake. "Oooh," she said pulling out a football jersey, "how about I'm a player this Halloween and you can be my trashy cheerleader girlfriend. God I want to make a Karen joke right now, but that would just be wrong."

Robin laughed as she pulled the sweater over her head, "I think you just did."

"It's not the same as if she were still around for me to say it to her face," Brenda pulled on the jersey.

"I wonder if there are shanks in heaven," Robin smiled at her.

Just then the door opened and in walked the boys.

"This is so not what it looks like," Robin announced with wide eyes, her laughter immediately dying.

"You mean the fact that you were just huffing that shirt trying to get a whiff of Jason?"

She threw her wadded up shirt at Brenda.

"Oooh a rubik's cube," Spinelli said going to grab it from the box. He fiddled with it for a moment before handing it to Jason, "I just need to get the algorithm for it," he pulled out his laptop. "Is that Battleship?"

"With sound," Brenda smiled.

"I will never understand how competition spread in that house," Robin laughed at her.

"I will never understand how I spent four hours playing Battleship," Brenda rolled her eyes.

"I wonder if they took the batteries out, if it's not corrosive we might be able to play," Spinelli said talking to himself.

"You know we can play without the sound."

"But it's not, the…ugh, it's ruined," he stood up, "the Jackal will return to his mission of-"

Jason held up the completed cube.

"It's," he shook his head, "you," he shook it some more, "but how."

"Robin, let's take this stuff upstairs," the laughter was gone from Brenda's voice.

-o-o-o-

Day 7:

"Seriously Brenda this is just getting old, I apologized what more do you want?" his voice was raised, he had had enough of this, whatever this was, it was ending today. He watched her go from charming to mute as Sonny left the penthouse, it had been his breaking point.

"Oh don't start Jason, we just need to suck it up for a few more days and then I'm out of your hair."

"I apologized-"

"But you don't mean it, the exact same issue we've always had and are always going to have, so seriously what the hell is the point of trying anymore? You are never going to be okay with the fact that I can't sit around with my head in the sand like an ostrich, but I'm sorry I can't live that way and you know what I'm not even sorry for that. It was my life too, Sonny should have been honest, it didn't just affect him, I deserved a say in my life."

"I know."

"I-" she stopped and turned back to him, "you know?"

"I left for Michael, I've never been anything but honest with Sam when it comes to this, this kind of a life," he shook his head.

"Then what the hell's your issue with me?"

"How you do things," he pointed out in loud shock, "it's never calm, easy or sensible. You get a thought into your head and you just do it and never think of the consequences."

"Excuse me for actually wanting to live life instead of sitting on the sidelines," she shrugged at him, the accusations clear in her voice.

"I don't live my life?"

"You used to," she pointed out. "At least before you had other things going on besides being Sonny's lapdog, but now all it is, is business and Sam. Things other people shouldn't be, your whole world."

"Sam isn't-"

"Oh please."

"So you've been acting like a bitch because of Sam?"

"No I've been acting like a bitch because you're a bastard," she reminded him.

"Not the Sonny lapdog comment?"

She frowned at him and the next thing he knew he was narrowly avoiding being nailed in the gut with a rubik's cube.

"What the hell was that?"

"Do you have any idea how much it sucks to feel guilty? Do you think we don't all see that you're still freakishly smart and a good guy underneath it all. That you would do anything for those around you? I brought Sonny into our lives."

"Brenda, I made my own decisions."

"Oh please Jason, you were practically one of those little goslings that followed the guy around."

"So I'm a mindless drone just doing what Sonny says?"

"No Jason, you make all of your asinine decisions yourself now. You're a big boy. You know how stupid your life is; it's why you don't let anyone in and why you spend half of your time cleaning up Sonny's messes."

"I think I preferred you not talking," he said walking towards the kitchen.

"Yea well that ship has sailed. So get over it," she called out as she headed up the stairs.

Thanks for reading guys, I hope you liked it, or you know at least don't regret reading it. :-P