I am hitting major writers block.... This is a transitional chapter, so I may write and edit it again...here goes nothing...

Two Worlds Collide

Chapter Five

Sorel was pacing the floor. His excitement over his soon to be triumph over Sonny and Jason was becoming all consuming. His men were to check in with him one more time before setting the stage for his finest venture yet.

The phone rang, 'This better be good news'. Sorel picked up "Yes?"

"Sir, we have the place cased out he and the girl won't make it out."

"That is good to hear. There will be no mistakes. Either they will die or you will. Understand?"

"Yes." The man on the other end of the phone knew that he meant it. "The woman saw us at the police station, after talking with the sheriff I don't think he will be a problem."

"I don't want to hear this. People that are not alive cannot make problems for me." With that Sorel hung up the phone. 'Idiots!' He thought to himself that it was a shame he would not be the one to take out Mr. Morgan, in 48 hours it would be over.

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Jason watched Jaime as she prepared them something to eat, after this mornings episode he knew that if he was in the kitchen trying to help they would never get to eat.

Jason could only think about the last few weeks. He couldn't remember a time when he had had more time to relax and enjoy himself. He liked the way it felt to laugh at silly stuff and to feel desire, with no consequences. Jaime always seemed to be happy and he marveled at that. His life had been one of drama and heartbreak. When she looked at him, she didn't see the Jason that he was in Port Charles. Even though he had told her more about his life than he had told anyone. Come to think of it he didn't know that much about her life. His social skills were a little rusty. He knew that her father had died last year and that he had lived here with her, which just about covered it. He would have to fix that.

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"That was excellent." Jason leaned back in his chair.

"I am glad you approve. Do you want desert?"

"That will have to wait for later, I am stuffed." Jason couldn't exactly think of a way to bring up the subject and subtlety was not a strong suit. He picked up his plate and started for the sink.

"Don't worry about that. I will clean up later." Jaime sensed that Jason had something on his mind. "Why don't we go sit down.." She walked over to him put here arms around his waist, "and maybe pick up where we left off this morning?"

"Shame on you." Damn, that was a good idea! "How about we go sit down...." He kissed her forehead, "and you fess up."

She was caught a slight off guard, "Huh?" She pulled away and turned her back to him.

Boy, he was screwing this up. "I just mean that last night I told you my whole life story to gain your undying trust and sympathy so I was thinking maybe..." He put his arms around her this time and nuzzled his face in her neck, "maybe I would give you the same chance tonight."

"Nice recovery, Jase. Look around what kind of interesting story do you think I have?" She leaned into him; his chest still pressed against her back and his lips on her neck. "No gun fire. No broken heart. No nothing."

"I make you a deal."

"If I remember correctly a month ago that is how I ended up in this mess, so I will have to think about it," She tapped her finger on her cheek, "Okay, because the way I see it this deal has worked out pretty good, what's your offer?"

"You get a kiss for every detail of your life...anywhere.... good enough?"

"I like this deal much better! So when do we start?"

"What is your first memory?" He didn't know if he was going to be able to hold back, he was hoping she talked really fast.

"I was four and my baby brother was in his crib. One of my dad's friends caught the front yard on fire accidentally. So they beat it out with old flannel shirts. It stopped about 10 feet away from the house. I just remember not being scared because I knew that my dad would put it out and so that is what I kept telling my brother." She looked up at Jason, "Is that what you had in mind?"

"Yea, you remember that far back? I can't imagine having those memories of my childhood. Tell me more." How could anyone look so excited to hear that story? It must be horrible not to remember your past; boring or not at least she had memories.

"Excuse me! I think I need some kind of reward I had to really search my memory for that one."

"Oh yea.." He spun her around fast, but he made sure he got eye contact before slowly caressing her face with his hands and gently kissing her lips. "That is one."

She took his hands off her face and led him to the living room. "I am pretty sure I want to be sitting down after this next story."

"Oh really?" Jason sat down, with one leg on the cushion. She sat down right between his legs. Patience is a virtue. He had heard that was true. "You better hurry."

"Let me see my family was more friends than anything, the lines of mother, father, brother and sister were blurred. We worked kind of as a team." When she was talking she had her knee perfectly placed on his groin and she knew it. With every movement, she saw Jason eyes getting more intense. "Anyway...we used to go camping a lot with friends, played cards, and watched basketball..."

Jason couldn't take it much longer. He stopped her talking with his lips. He could feel her smiling in the kiss; she knew what she had been doing. He continued to kiss her while shifting her to were she was straddling him. He felt her press her hands against his chest.

She was breathless. She could barely mutter the words, "wanna skip the life history?"

"Maybe just for now? What do you think?" He gave a crooked, but hopeful smile.

"Works for me."

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