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Til The End Ch. 3

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Brady Pub

"So, it's all set you will meet us there seven o'clock, Saturday at Tuscany," Greta narrowed her eyes at Mac, as she squirmed and fidgeted with the watch on her arm.

"Yes, so stop glaring at me."

A ringing cell phone tops the Greta's retort. Jennifer reaches into her bag, takes out her cell phone, and answers the call.

"Hello Jen Deveraux."

"Hey big sister. "

"CHLOE." She turns back to the group and mouths 'it's Chloe'.

"No, really Jen." Mac doesn't have many hobbies, but picking on Jennifer is her favorite, she can't help it the girl is just an easy target.

"Tell Mac, to stop picking on you." Even several miles away Chloe knew exactly what Mac was doing, Jen was after all her favorite target.

"Chloe says stop picking on me." Sticking her tongue out she turned back to listen to her sister. " What's up, where are you?"

"The sky is up, and I'm at Grams."

"YOU'RE HERE NOW."

Mac leans over the tabling and motions for Hope and Greta to do the same, when they do she whispers. "Do you think Chloe's here?"

"Jennifer calm down, yeah I'm here."

"Ok, we'll be right over."

"Ok" Jennifer hangs up the phones and turns to the group, smiling.

"We need to go to Gram's."

"I think I'll pass, but thanks." Mac stands and throws some bills down on the table. "I have recruits to torture."

"You don't want to see, Chloe?" Greta knew that Chloe was Mac only real life to the world outside her Dujo, and she couldn't understand Mac hesitation.

"I'll see her Saturday." Mac smiles at the women and not waiting for approval or comments, she walks out of the Pub, leaving them more then a little confused.

The three women say goodbye to Caroline and began making there way to Greta's car. Once inside the questions begin to rise. Hope is the first to break the silence.

"Do you think it's about Chloe or Patrick."

"A little of both, but Chloe's doing much better." Jennifer wanted to alleviate their fears, but she knew it wasn't really working. It was true Chloe was doing better, but she was still struggling. The miscarriage four years ago had taken it tolls on Chloe and for it to come on the heels of Patrick's death was rough enough, but with Chloe constantly touring and Brady constantly working Jennifer and everyone else

were worrying about them.

"I haven't heard from Brady in weeks, not even emails." Greta fingers tighten on the steering wheel, as she thought about her brother.

"Guys, it's going to be okay." Hope turns to smile back at Jennifer and then pats Greta on her shoulder." This Brady and Chloe, they are just taking some time apart."

"It's been three years, Hope." Greta turns into Alice Horton's driveway and cuts the engine. " I don't want to think that Brady and Chloe are over either, but what else can when think, when we haven't seen them both in the same place since Patrick's funeral."

Greta gets out the car and waits for her friends to follow, she sees them coming and begins walking toward the door, and until she feels Hope pull back her arm.

"Let's try to stay positive, we can't believe everything the tabloids say."

Jennifer grimaced and tried to remember that tabloid reporters weren't the best representation of her profession. Especially the reporters that followed her sister, The Daily Beat. They had been the first to break the story of Chloe's miscarriage, her, and Brady's separation, and had linked her to everyman came within a hundred yards of her.

Greta put her best fake smile on as Hope opened the door, followed her inside, and made their way into the living room where they could here laughter.

"CHLOE." Jennifer broke into a run when she saw her sister, and pulled her into a hug. "I'm so glad to see you."

"I missed you too." Chloe kissed her sisters cheek, and made her way toward Hope and Greta giving them the same greeting.

For the first time since they entered they notice the blond man sitting on the couch. Hope searched her memory for his name, knowing she had seen him before, but can't place a name to the green eyed man.

Chloe feels the tension enter the room as the three women one by one notice Jason, and moved to stand by him. "Jason, why don't you go help Gram with the tea."

"Of course." Jason smiles at the woman as he makes his way toward the kitchen, taking Chloe's not so subtle hint to vacate.

"Why don't we all seat down?"

"Chloe, what's going on?" Greta had an idea, but she still wanted to her form her sister-in-law's mouth.

" Do you guys remember Jason, Jason Masters, he went to school with Shawn and I." Chloe was searching for the words to tell them, but saying the words hurt just as much as the act.

"So, you guys ran into to each other at the airport?" Even as she said the words Jennifer knew she sounded stupid, but the other possibility of what was happening was too horrible to comprehend.

Hope sat down and looked away, she knew what had a feeling what was going on and it was too painful to watch it happen, Greta standing there waiting for the ball to drop, while Jennifer searched for any answer but the right one.

"No, look it's going to come out anyway so I just might as well tell you." Taking a deep breath Chloe looks at her sister. "Brady and I are divorced, it was finalized a little over a year ago, and Jason and I have been seeing each other for about 9 months."

"WHAT!" Everyone turned to see Lucas standing at the threshold, not at all pleased.