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we pushed her into the elevator.
"What? You said to calm her down. It calmed her down." Jason snapped back.
"I said calm Brenda down not put her out. I wanted to ask her what the hell she thought she was doing tonight."
"Ask her in the morning."
I can't believe that they are talking about me as if I'm not really here. Well I can fix that. "Are you two talking about me?" I said in a slightly slurred voice.
"Two men talking about me, I think I like that." Brenda sighed. "So are you going to come in and tuck me in bed?" Brenda purred as she leaned against Jax's chest. Hmm, there are definite possibilities here.
"No. I think I will give your husband those honors." Jax replied.
Just when the elevator reached the top, Jax pushed me into Jason's arms. Damn it, what's wrong with this picture. He's supposed to be taking care of me. I decided to pout a little bit. "Jax no one is here who will care if we spend a little time together. I'm sure that Jason can make himself scarce. Since this whole Alcazar thing started, we haven't spent anytime together."
Jax was holding himself a little to stiffly for my liking. "There is a good reason for that Brenda."
"I know, I know. I have to make it look like I am with my husband. But I miss you. I want to spend a little time with you."
Damn it. What's wrong here? That usually works. He isn't softening at all. He should be tripping all over himself with apologies right now.
"Brenda, Why don't you give him that present you bought for him earlier?" Jason asked.
Present? What Present? Jason must have seen my confused look and said, "You know, that rectangular brightly wrapped package that had Jax's name on it."
Oh I remember seeing something like that in my room. That was a present? When did I buy that? "Oh yeah. I will go get that now." I quickly ran up the stairs to my room and grabbed the gift. Funny, I don't remember buying this for Jax. Oh Well. Maybe it will get him out of this weird mood that he is in so that he can concentrate on spoiling me. I walked downstairs with the gift. As I walked down the stairs, I saw Jax and Jason's head together. As they heard me coming down their conversation stopped. Uhoh, this can't be good. They are obviously talking about me and it's something I don't want to hear.
I walked over to the two of them and held out the package. "This is for you." What the hell is going on? He looks like I just hit him rather than having given him a gift. "What is it? It's just a gift. It's not going to bite. Aren't you going to take it?"
Jax finally took it out of my hands. He didn't look happy. "Brenda where did you get this?"
I gave him a funny look. "Why would that matter? Jax it's just a gift."
"Brenda, this is important."
"She brought it home today. It's like I said, she had this blank look on her face like she didn't even remember that she had it in her hand." Jason said.
I rolled my eyes. "Hello! I'm right here. You can stop talking like I'm not here any time now. Geese, I just picked it up somewhere in town."
"Brenda, that somewhere in town was my house. UPS delivered it to me."
"What! I haven't been anywhere near your place since this entire thing started."
"Then where were you today?"
"I was.I.I don't know, I just went to a bunch of shops downtown. That's probably where I picked that up. If it has the same wrapping, I probably bought it at the same place your other one was wrapped at and they used the same paper."
Jason nodded. "It's possible. Why don't you open it and find out what it is? We can check it against the credit card slips to find out where it was bought."
I jumped on that explanation. "Yes, let's open it. I know that you will love it." Even if I can't remember what it is or where I got it.
Jax sat down and ripped open the paper.
"Well? What do you think?"
"What do I think? Brenda it's a book about that illness that you thought you had, written by that quack of a doctor that let you think you were sick on Alcazar's orders." At Jason's questioning look, Jax explained, "I new that Skye had gone to the clinic in Switzerland, but she wouldn't tell me anything about what she knew so I did my own snooping. The doctor had an attack of conscience and admitted his role in this entire plot after catching Skye reading Brenda's file in Switzerland. I informed him that if he ever practiced medicine again, then I would ruin him. Now tell me Brenda, why would you give me this?"
"Well, I, ah."
"She didn't." Jason said, holding the book open.
"What!"
"Skye sent it to you. It's inscribed to her." Jason handed Jax the book. "See, it's on the last page right next to his picture."
Picture? Oh god no! I tried to grab for the book before Jax could see it, but he was just a little bit faster than I was.
"This isn't him!"
Uh, oh, He sounds angry.
"Who isn't?"
"This isn't the doctor I talked too. It's the right name, but a different man."
"I would say that Skye is trying to tell you something Jax." Jason said while looking at me.
Oh God! How am I going to get out of this? Stay calm! Act innocent! "You mean, I could be sick?"
"I think that we should take you to the hospital to be tested, just for sure. Skye had to have a reason for sending this."
"Yeah, She's probably trying to scare me and make my life miserable by making me think that I am sick again. Come to think about it, that's probably not the good doctor's picture." I grabbed the book and looked at the doctor. "No, that's not him. The witch had the picture changed to play with our minds." They still didn't look convinced. "Come one guys. She's playing with our minds and getting revenge." I looked at Jax. "You know, revenge, that little thing that she was going after against Sonny and her Grandfather when you first met her."
Jason shrugged. "It's a possibility."
"Well, I for one am not going to play into this sick little mind game of hers. Since I didn't get to eat anything tonight before being rudely pulled out of that club, I'm going to order a pizza. Does anybody want some?"
"No, I don't want any. In fact, I think that I will get going. Jason, Brenda, I will see you tomorrow." Jax nodded to us and left.
I smiled at Jason. "Do you want any?"
"No, you order whatever you want. I'm going to catch up on some work. Don't wait up, I will be out for a while." Jason left the room and left me alone.
I laughed. So Skye thinks that she knows the truth. I'm definitely going to have to take care of this little problem before it gets any worse. I walked over to the phone and punched in a number that I had seen Alcazar punch many times. "Hello, I'm ordering a hit. I need it done immediately." Damn. I don't have her picture. Just wait. That guy that was sitting next to her. I've seen him before. He was in one of those files that I swiped from Alcazar. "Hold on. I'm faxing you a photo. The woman will be coming out of club 101 with this man." Damn, both women at the table had red hair. How do I distinguish between the two? Maybe I should just have them both killed. No wait. She was wearing a black dress. "I want you to kill the woman wearing a black dress that will be coming out of that club tonight with this man. I am transferring half of the money to the account now and I will transfer the other half to you when the job is done."
There, that will be the end to her meddling. No one is going to come between me and what I want. No one.
---
"Hey, Jax! Wait up!" Jason yelled as he ran after me.
I turned around and looked at him in confusion. What in the world could he want? I stopped and waited for him to catch up. "What do you want Jason? This better be important."
"I happen to believe it is."
"Well, What is it?" I asked.
"I don't know about you, but I don't buy that story Brenda just tried to shove at us."
"So?"
"Aren't you curious?" Jason asked.
"I don't know what or who to believe anymore. I have had so many lies and half truths shoved at me lately from her direction that I have gotten to the point that quite frankly, I don't give a damn."
"You don't sound like a man in love anymore."
"Let's just say that I have had some very rude awakenings lately."
"I take it that when this is all over, you don't want her back."
"Jason, when this is all over, I want Brenda to be as far away from me and the people I care about as I can get her."
"Does Brenda know?"
"No. I haven't talked to her yet. I don't want to make Alexis's job any harder than it already is. If I told her now, Brenda would probably do something extremely stupid. Alexis still has to defend her at the murder trial. You know how impulsive Brenda is."
"Yes. If she knew that she didn't have you to fall back on when this is all over, she would probably do something extremely stupid that would get her convicted."
"Exactly."
"You know, if Brenda really is mentally ill, she will probably do something extremely stupid anyway."
"That's a big if. Skye went to great lengths to find out about Brenda's illness without me knowing. I tracked down the doctor and paid him to come talk to me. Brenda is probably right. Skye is probably playing with our heads."
"And if she's not? What if my sister isn't toying with us? What if this is a warning? Look. I have been living with Brenda 24-7 since she got arrested. She does some very strange things. She has conversations with people who aren't there. She forgets conversations that she had five minutes before. She has little to no control over her emotions. When she gets slightly upset, she's all tears. When she's happy, she's very happy. When she's angry, well, you saw her tonight at the club. She has no control over herself. I don't think that it would be that great of a stretch to think that she was really ill."
"If she is ill, you're the one at the greatest risk because you're living with her. What do you want to do about it?"
"First of all, I want another test done so we will know one way or the other so I know what to expect from her."
"It's not as if she is dangerous."
"She picked up a knife and tried to stab someone in public. As far as we know, she may have really killed Alcazar. If that's not dangerous, I don't know what is. If she did that while she was sane, we might be able to write it off Alcazar as justifiable. He did hold her hostage. The incident at the restaurant may be an isolated incident. But if she isn't sane, we may be looking forward to more of these little incidents. Keeping her drugged out like Alcazar did, might not be a bad thing."
"She's not exactly going to just let us run the tests. You saw her tonight. She wasn't even willing to consider that she might be."
"Yes I saw her. She was panicking. If she is ill, I think that she knows it and she doesn't want anyone else to suspect."
"You don't think that book is a hoax. You don't think that I talked to the real doctor."
"I think the woman is stringing us all along. She says whatever she has to say in order to get her way. I wouldn't be surprised if she set the entire thing up. It's not as if she didn't know what buttons to push. From what she has told me, you were more than forthcoming with Skye's faults and weaknesses."
"She told you that?"
"Bragged was more like it. She gave me an entire list for me to use against Skye. Don't worry, I'm not going to. I figure that she has enough of her own problems without me adding to them. Brenda already knew which of your buttons to push in order to make you come running. But if you need to be sure, there is another way for you to find out. When you get back home, check the Internet. I'm sure that there is a picture of this doctor somewhere."
I nodded to Jason. "I think I will do that."
---
As I walked back into the apartment, Brenda literally jumped.
"Geese, Jason, you scared me. I didn't expect to see you."
"Who did you expect to see? I'm the only other person who lives here."
"I don't know. Say something when you come in so I know it's you."
I thought that one over for a second. Looked at her and called out, "Okay, Honey, I'm home."
"How cute. You don't remember anything personal from before the accident but you can do a perfect Leave it to Beaver imitation." Brenda said sarcastically. "Figures that you would remember that, god knows that you used to watch enough of it."
"Leave it to Beaver?"
"An old show about the perfect family. The husband came home every day and said that in just the same way."
I shrugged. I really didn't remember it so I didn't see what the big deal was.
"So what are you doing?"
"Nothing." Brenda answered.
"Nothing?"
"I was just going to watch some television."
I nodded and went into the kitchen to get a beer. When I came out, Brenda was curled up on the couch watching the news. It was the same old things. Someone got mugged, robbed, a politician spoke, and someone did something at some school. "What's so interesting about the news?" I asked. Usually when I had the news on she complained until I turned it to some old movie. But tonight she was glued to it like she was waiting for something to happen.
"What? You're the one who is always complaining that all I watch is romantic fiction and I should try looking at reality sometime." She pointed to the TV screen. "Well, this is reality."
Just as she pointed to the screen, a news bulletin came up about a shooting outside of club 101. Two people were shot. One was listed as being in critical condition.
"Damn," I heard Brenda mutter.
"What was that?"
Brenda looked up startled like she had forgotten that I was there. Her faced turned slightly red. "Oh, I knew a lot of people in that club tonight. I think that we should go down to the hospital and find out if it was anyone we know."
"You want to go to the hospital just to see who was shot tonight?" I said in disbelief.
"Well, it's not as if they are going to tell us over the phone. If it was someone we know, we would have to go down there anyway to give our support so we might as well just go."
"You know, it's customary to go down and give blood to help out."
Brenda turned a little green. "You go down to give blood?"
"In my line of work, you never know when you will be shot and need the donation."
Brenda thought about this for a second. "And you do this at the hospital?"
"Where else would you go?"
"Okay, lets go."
"You are going to give blood?" I looked at her in absolute disbelief. Something was going on here. For a woman who hates needles, she was giving in way to easily.
"Well you did say that it was tradition and we have to go there anyways. So why not? Let's go."
As we walked out the door, I heard her mutter under her breath, "With my luck it will probably be my pint of blood that saves the b#tch. If I want something done, I have to do it myself."
---
I was standing in the lobby, trying to get some information on where Frisco was when I saw Sam and Tori walk in. "Felicia? Is she?"
Tori shook her head. "Not yet, Skye. But it's not good. She was arresting when the paramedics arrived. They got her heart going but with those wounds."
"I've seen people with worse wounds make it." Sam interrupted.
"I've seen other's with less who didn't." Tori answered back. "We have to be realistic here."
Sam shot a look at Tori then motioned his head toward me. Tori's mouth formed an Oohh sound then she said, "She's a strong woman. She would have to be to put up with Frisco. She has a chance. I've been here before. If she makes it through surgery then her odds will improve quite a bit."
I nodded. "I've been trying to find out where Frisco is but no one will tell me. You would think that they would be a little more accommodating since my family practically runs this place."
Sam motioned toward some chairs. "Why don't you sit down over there and I will see what I can find out."
I nodded and went to sit down after Sam and Tori walked away. I felt more like collapsing than sitting. After a few minutes went by, I leaned over and put my forehead on my hands and leaned my elbows against my knees. Everything that had happened that evening caught up to me and I started crying. A few minutes latter, I heard someone walk up to me and say, "Miss, where are you hurt?"
I looked up into Bobby Spencer's face.
"Skye? Oh my God, what happened? Where are you cut?"
I wiped the tears off of my face and said, "It's not mine." I took a deep breath and tried to steady my voice. "I was at the club when the shooting happened. It was a friend of mine and his ex-wife who was hit."
"You have some much blood on you. Are you sure that you are all right?" Bobby sat down next to me.
"No. I'm not. I had to sit there and keep pressure on his wound all the while he was telling me how much he still loved her. I could tell from the look on Sam's face that Felicia had been hurt a lot worse than Frisco and I couldn't tell him because I had to keep him calm."
"Wait a minute. Did you just say Frisco and Felicia?"
I nodded and wiped my face again. "Yes, It's that Frisco and Felicia."
"I didn't know that Frisco was in town. You said that he was shot? He and Felicia?"
It was a good thing that Bobby was sitting down because I'm not sure that here legs would have held her up at that point.
"He just got back into town. He was injured badly not that long ago to the extent that he couldn't go back to doing fieldwork for the WSB. He and my friend Sam know each other from somewhere and he was going to work for me and arrange security around my new company. He and Felicia were out in the parking lot when the shooting happened."
"How are they?"
"I don't know. I know that Felicia is a lot worse off than Frisco but no one will tell me where they are. My friends went looking but they aren't back yet."
"My God. Has anyone called their families yet? Have they been told?"
"I don't know."
"Wait here. I'll see what I can find out."
Bobby went to the nurse's station for a few minutes then returned to my side. "Both Frisco and Felicia are in surgery on the fourth floor. There is a waiting room up there and their families should be arriving soon so the doctors will be keeping them informed. It would be the best place to wait for information."
"Bobby, thank you."
She nodded and said, "You're welcome.
"If you see Sam and Tori come back through here can you tell them where I went?"
"I don't know what they look like."
"Sam has dark hair and he's wearing a dress coat without his shirt because we used it on Frisco's wound."
"And Tori?"
"Tori has blond hair. No she dyed it this morning. It's red now. You will know them if you see them. They both have blood stains like mine."
Bobby nodded. "If I see them, I will send them your way."
I thanked her again and walked toward the elevator and went to the fourth floor.
When I got to the waiting room, Mac was already there. He looked up as I walked into the room. "You were there?"
I nodded. I moved my hand to push my hair out of the way before walking across the room and sitting down across from him.
"Are her daughters here?"
Mac nodded. "They went down to the cafeteria to get some sodas. Did you see what happened?"
I shook my head. "I was in the club during the shooting. We ran out to see if they were okay. We were giving then some time to talk privately."
"They? She was with someone?"
"You don't know?"
He shook his head. "I only stayed on the line long enough to know that she was hurt and she was here. I picked up the kids and left the rest to my detectives."
"She was with Frisco."
"If she was shot because of something Frisco brought to town."
"No, I don't see how that could be. Frisco was seriously injured a few months back."
"So."
"He's not on any cases. He's been retired from the field due to his injuries."
"I can't see anyone shooting at Felicia for any reason. She isn't on any cases that would put her in danger that I know of."
"Has the doctor told us anything yet?"
"Not much. She took three bullets. One in the leg, shoulder and by the lung. Is that her blood?"
"I shook my head. No, it's Frisco's. Do you mind if I wait here?"
"I don't mind. But do you think that you could change your clothes. I'm used to the blood, but the kids."
"I understand. My dad's office isn't to far away from here. I'm sure that he has a spare somewhere."
"Thanks." Mac gave me a weak smile. "I really wouldn't mind the company."
I nodded. "I'll be right back.
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'Well, at least I got the blood out of Brenda that I need for that test.' I thought as I walked Brenda down the hall. 'Now if I can just figure out why she was so determined to come down here. First she wanted to come down here to check on whoever was shot, but does she ask about them when she gets here? No. She completely bypasses everyone and goes strait for Alan Quartermaine's office the second we got here.' "Now why are we going to see Alan Quartermaine?" I asked.
Brenda sighed. "Well Jason. They have this funny little rule in this hospital about only giving out information to family members. Your father runs this hospital. He can bypass all those silly little rules. All you have to do is be nice to him for once."
I shrugged. The word father didn't really mean anything to me. I don't really know the man. I definitely didn't understand that family's obsession with pulling me into its fold. I'll never be the person that they remember from before the accident. Without the memories and emotional ties that I must have once had to those people, I've found almost the entire Quartermaine family to be one large irritating and irrational mess. I avoid them as much as possible.
When we entered Alan's office, Brenda's entire expression changed. First it was one of disbelief, then shock, and then she got this huge smile on her face. I turned my head to see what had caught Brenda's attention. There was Skye, standing by the window, in her gown and light jacket, which looked stained with blood. Whatever happened at the club tonight, she must have been there. From the look of things, at some point she was close to someone who was hit. Since she was there, she can tell us who was shot so maybe we can go home sometime tonight. All this time, Brenda just stood there, smiling like an idiot. Well that's enough of this. If Brenda isn't going to snap out of it and ask, then I would. Just before I started to ask, Brenda spoke up. What she had to say stopped me from saying anything.
"I won." Brenda practically sung.
Skye turned around and looked at Brenda. "You won what?"
"You can stand there and haunt me all you want, but you will see. I won. I have him back and he's been in my bed just like I told you he would be if I wanted. You tried to break us up. I can see that you figured out the truth. Sending the book was a good move, but I'm better. I told them that you changed the picture and that you were just being spiteful and they believed me."
"So what? It's only a matter of time before you really screw something up Brenda and start saying things in front of the wrong people. The truth will come out."
"No it won't. Everyone here who knew the truth is dead. First Alcazar died. That's what gave me the inspiration to have you killed. When Alcazar was alive, I constantly worried that he would let everyone know what I was doing. Then he was dead. You can't even begin to imagine the relief that I felt. Then you had to go digging up the truth. Well I showed you. You won't be telling anyone now. You're dead."
Skye looked down at the blood on her dress and then at me. I think that it occurred to both of us at the same time that Brenda thought she was talking to a ghost. She was so out of it that she didn't seem to have a clue that there might be another explanation for her to be standing in her father's office in a bloody dress.
"I had you killed." Brenda continued bragging. "It wasn't hard at all. All I had to do was pick up the phone. I didn't have your picture there. I looked. Jason doesn't keep any pictures of you around. You may be his sister, but he won't even miss you when you are gone. So I sent them a picture of that guy you were sitting next to."
"Where did you get the picture?" Skye asked with a stern expression on her face. Why would she want to know the details? Isn't bad enough that two people were shot in Brenda's attempt to kill her? That's when I noticed that we weren't alone. We never closed the door to the office. Brenda's confession was gathering a small audience. For a second, I considered stopping Brenda and pointing this out to her, but I decided against it. From the second she came back to town, she had been causing problems. Her lover, Alcazar, had burned down his employer's warehouse and tried to have Sonny killed. She blackmailed me into marrying her by threatening to split up Sonny's marriage if I didn't. I have had to put up with her constant attempts to drag me back into that bloody Quartermaine roof. I may not like Skye all that much, god knows I'll never acknowledge the woman as my sister, but she sure as hell hasn't deserved all the crap this woman has thrown her way. Besides, if Brenda's in jail, then she won't be under my roof anymore. After all the weeks that I have had to stomach her crap, I don't really care anymore that neither Sonny nor Jax want to see her imprisoned in memory of what they once shared with her. I'm the one who has had to put up with her. In my opinion, she belongs in a padded cell.
"Oh, it wasn't hard. I often snuck into dear Luis's files and helped myself to whatever I wanted. A paper here, a phone number there, a picture, half of Jax's map, Alcazar rarely ever missed it and when he did miss something, he always forgave me for taking it. So I sent the picture and told him to kill the woman in the black dress that would be with him. See. It was easy to have you killed. You really should have just gone away after I seduced your husband from you. You really weren't up to taking me on. With all the experience that I gained living with bad, bad men like Alcazar and Corinthos, you didn't stand a chance."
"You may have won a couple of battles Brenda, but the war isn't over quite yet. I foresee a change of tide."
"It's not going to happen. I doubt that anyone will even mourn now that you are gone. Look how quick everyone was to take my side over yours. Even your family is supporting me rather than you. Your cousin, Ned, of course was my best friend four years ago and he will believe anything I tell him now. I practically had your grandfather's blessing to steal your husband. I bet your grandmother will probably throw us an engagement party. That's more than she ever did for you when you married him. Now that you are gone, Jax doesn't even have to bother with a divorce. It doesn't even bother your family that I did all this while married to your brother."
"First of all, I think you're overestimating the support that you will be receiving from my family in the future. A good portion of them has been standing behind you for a good part of your confession. Second of all, I'm not dead. Your shooter shot the commissioner's ex-wife who also happened to have been wearing a black dress at the party. Unlike that little incident with sinking Alcazar's boat, I don't think that they will look the other way this time. Thirdly, I think Detective Taggert wants to have a little talk with you now."
As Skye finished talking, the Detective came up behind Brenda, snapped the cuffs on her, and started reading her rights to her. Brenda started crying out, "That's not fair. This isn't the way that it's supposed to go. I never lose. Do you hear me? I never lose. Someone call Jax and Ned. They will get me out of this." She yelled as two more officers came in and helped the Detective carry her away.
As they were carrying her out the door, she came face to face with Alan and Ned. Ned looked at her like he was seeing a stranger. "Not this time," Ned said before turning around and walking away.
"I'll need you two to come down to the station and give statements," Detective Taggert stated. He turned to Jason. "Don't bother trying to pretend that this never happened. I somehow doubt that Skye can be intimidated into keeping quite, but even if she could, there are to many witnesses. You might as well tell the truth for once. She made that little announcement in front of six other witnesses. Two of which were cops. I suggest you show up there before morning or I will have you dragged down there." After that little speech, Taggert left.
Alan walked into the room. I'm not sure what shocked him more, the sight of Skye standing in an extremely blood outfit or that fact that I was standing in the room also.
"Skye are you alright." At her nod, Alan turned to me. "So, why didn't you shut Brenda up? With so many witnesses, isn't that going to make your job of keeping her out of jail that much harder?"
"I can't believe this!" Skye yelled. "Hello? Remember me? Your daughter, the woman that woman intended to kill. Or am I just that unimportant that the fact that she tried to kill me isn't such a big deal to you. Well the fact that she did manage to seriously injure Felicia Scorpio and Frisco Jones should make a dent. You remember Felicia don't you? Two kids, ex-wife to the commissioner, maybe that will make an impact where my potential death didn't. But then again, if she does get out, maybe she will finish the job this time and then you won't have to think about me at all." Skye yelled, grabbed the scrubs that had been sitting on the table and stormed out.
"Skye!" Alan yelled, "That's not what I meant." By the time Alan got that out, Skye was already out of sight.
"Then maybe you could explain it to me, because that's sure what it sounded like from here." I stated.
Alan shook his head. "It's just that you went to such great lengths to get her out after she was arrested for Alcazar's murder. You, Jax, Ned, Alexis, Sonny, and Grandfather have gone to such great lengths to get her off. Hell, you even married her. You must feel something for the woman. Then you just stood there and let her dig her own whole. I was surprised. That's all. I didn't mean that I didn't want to see her pay for what she did."
"That's what it sounded like. As for Brenda, I signed on to keep her out of jail for Alcazar's murder. In my opinion, whoever killed him did a public service. No one should go to jail for that. But if she is going to go around killing other people in town, then she's on her own. As for our marriage, I think you guys figured out a while ago that it was a scam. If nothing else, the way she hangs on Jax should have clued you in."
"So all her talk about you wanting to know more about your family and spending time with us."
"That was all a part of her rather large imagination."
"I can't say that I'm not disappointed."
"Instead of wasting a lot of time and energy trying to reel me into places I don't want to go, why don't you expend some of that time and energy on your daughter before you manage to chase her away. Unlike me, she seems to want to get to know you, but if you keep this up, I'm sure that even she has a point where she won't put up with the abuse anymore. Then you will have two children who don't want to have anything to do with the family. Quite frankly, I'm surprised that she hasn't written you off already. I never would have put up with what you dished out to her."
"Is that why you left us? Were we really that bad to you?"
"You expected me to be someone I wasn't. Then you were disappointed when I didn't behave as he did."
"You talk as if you were talking about two different people."
"We might as well be. The person I was before the accident is gone. He isn't coming back. I needed to be someplace where everyone wasn't comparing me to who I once was."
"Being Sonny's enforcer does that for you?"
"It's who I am now. Get used to it." I said as I left the room.
"What? You said to calm her down. It calmed her down." Jason snapped back.
"I said calm Brenda down not put her out. I wanted to ask her what the hell she thought she was doing tonight."
"Ask her in the morning."
I can't believe that they are talking about me as if I'm not really here. Well I can fix that. "Are you two talking about me?" I said in a slightly slurred voice.
"Two men talking about me, I think I like that." Brenda sighed. "So are you going to come in and tuck me in bed?" Brenda purred as she leaned against Jax's chest. Hmm, there are definite possibilities here.
"No. I think I will give your husband those honors." Jax replied.
Just when the elevator reached the top, Jax pushed me into Jason's arms. Damn it, what's wrong with this picture. He's supposed to be taking care of me. I decided to pout a little bit. "Jax no one is here who will care if we spend a little time together. I'm sure that Jason can make himself scarce. Since this whole Alcazar thing started, we haven't spent anytime together."
Jax was holding himself a little to stiffly for my liking. "There is a good reason for that Brenda."
"I know, I know. I have to make it look like I am with my husband. But I miss you. I want to spend a little time with you."
Damn it. What's wrong here? That usually works. He isn't softening at all. He should be tripping all over himself with apologies right now.
"Brenda, Why don't you give him that present you bought for him earlier?" Jason asked.
Present? What Present? Jason must have seen my confused look and said, "You know, that rectangular brightly wrapped package that had Jax's name on it."
Oh I remember seeing something like that in my room. That was a present? When did I buy that? "Oh yeah. I will go get that now." I quickly ran up the stairs to my room and grabbed the gift. Funny, I don't remember buying this for Jax. Oh Well. Maybe it will get him out of this weird mood that he is in so that he can concentrate on spoiling me. I walked downstairs with the gift. As I walked down the stairs, I saw Jax and Jason's head together. As they heard me coming down their conversation stopped. Uhoh, this can't be good. They are obviously talking about me and it's something I don't want to hear.
I walked over to the two of them and held out the package. "This is for you." What the hell is going on? He looks like I just hit him rather than having given him a gift. "What is it? It's just a gift. It's not going to bite. Aren't you going to take it?"
Jax finally took it out of my hands. He didn't look happy. "Brenda where did you get this?"
I gave him a funny look. "Why would that matter? Jax it's just a gift."
"Brenda, this is important."
"She brought it home today. It's like I said, she had this blank look on her face like she didn't even remember that she had it in her hand." Jason said.
I rolled my eyes. "Hello! I'm right here. You can stop talking like I'm not here any time now. Geese, I just picked it up somewhere in town."
"Brenda, that somewhere in town was my house. UPS delivered it to me."
"What! I haven't been anywhere near your place since this entire thing started."
"Then where were you today?"
"I was.I.I don't know, I just went to a bunch of shops downtown. That's probably where I picked that up. If it has the same wrapping, I probably bought it at the same place your other one was wrapped at and they used the same paper."
Jason nodded. "It's possible. Why don't you open it and find out what it is? We can check it against the credit card slips to find out where it was bought."
I jumped on that explanation. "Yes, let's open it. I know that you will love it." Even if I can't remember what it is or where I got it.
Jax sat down and ripped open the paper.
"Well? What do you think?"
"What do I think? Brenda it's a book about that illness that you thought you had, written by that quack of a doctor that let you think you were sick on Alcazar's orders." At Jason's questioning look, Jax explained, "I new that Skye had gone to the clinic in Switzerland, but she wouldn't tell me anything about what she knew so I did my own snooping. The doctor had an attack of conscience and admitted his role in this entire plot after catching Skye reading Brenda's file in Switzerland. I informed him that if he ever practiced medicine again, then I would ruin him. Now tell me Brenda, why would you give me this?"
"Well, I, ah."
"She didn't." Jason said, holding the book open.
"What!"
"Skye sent it to you. It's inscribed to her." Jason handed Jax the book. "See, it's on the last page right next to his picture."
Picture? Oh god no! I tried to grab for the book before Jax could see it, but he was just a little bit faster than I was.
"This isn't him!"
Uh, oh, He sounds angry.
"Who isn't?"
"This isn't the doctor I talked too. It's the right name, but a different man."
"I would say that Skye is trying to tell you something Jax." Jason said while looking at me.
Oh God! How am I going to get out of this? Stay calm! Act innocent! "You mean, I could be sick?"
"I think that we should take you to the hospital to be tested, just for sure. Skye had to have a reason for sending this."
"Yeah, She's probably trying to scare me and make my life miserable by making me think that I am sick again. Come to think about it, that's probably not the good doctor's picture." I grabbed the book and looked at the doctor. "No, that's not him. The witch had the picture changed to play with our minds." They still didn't look convinced. "Come one guys. She's playing with our minds and getting revenge." I looked at Jax. "You know, revenge, that little thing that she was going after against Sonny and her Grandfather when you first met her."
Jason shrugged. "It's a possibility."
"Well, I for one am not going to play into this sick little mind game of hers. Since I didn't get to eat anything tonight before being rudely pulled out of that club, I'm going to order a pizza. Does anybody want some?"
"No, I don't want any. In fact, I think that I will get going. Jason, Brenda, I will see you tomorrow." Jax nodded to us and left.
I smiled at Jason. "Do you want any?"
"No, you order whatever you want. I'm going to catch up on some work. Don't wait up, I will be out for a while." Jason left the room and left me alone.
I laughed. So Skye thinks that she knows the truth. I'm definitely going to have to take care of this little problem before it gets any worse. I walked over to the phone and punched in a number that I had seen Alcazar punch many times. "Hello, I'm ordering a hit. I need it done immediately." Damn. I don't have her picture. Just wait. That guy that was sitting next to her. I've seen him before. He was in one of those files that I swiped from Alcazar. "Hold on. I'm faxing you a photo. The woman will be coming out of club 101 with this man." Damn, both women at the table had red hair. How do I distinguish between the two? Maybe I should just have them both killed. No wait. She was wearing a black dress. "I want you to kill the woman wearing a black dress that will be coming out of that club tonight with this man. I am transferring half of the money to the account now and I will transfer the other half to you when the job is done."
There, that will be the end to her meddling. No one is going to come between me and what I want. No one.
---
"Hey, Jax! Wait up!" Jason yelled as he ran after me.
I turned around and looked at him in confusion. What in the world could he want? I stopped and waited for him to catch up. "What do you want Jason? This better be important."
"I happen to believe it is."
"Well, What is it?" I asked.
"I don't know about you, but I don't buy that story Brenda just tried to shove at us."
"So?"
"Aren't you curious?" Jason asked.
"I don't know what or who to believe anymore. I have had so many lies and half truths shoved at me lately from her direction that I have gotten to the point that quite frankly, I don't give a damn."
"You don't sound like a man in love anymore."
"Let's just say that I have had some very rude awakenings lately."
"I take it that when this is all over, you don't want her back."
"Jason, when this is all over, I want Brenda to be as far away from me and the people I care about as I can get her."
"Does Brenda know?"
"No. I haven't talked to her yet. I don't want to make Alexis's job any harder than it already is. If I told her now, Brenda would probably do something extremely stupid. Alexis still has to defend her at the murder trial. You know how impulsive Brenda is."
"Yes. If she knew that she didn't have you to fall back on when this is all over, she would probably do something extremely stupid that would get her convicted."
"Exactly."
"You know, if Brenda really is mentally ill, she will probably do something extremely stupid anyway."
"That's a big if. Skye went to great lengths to find out about Brenda's illness without me knowing. I tracked down the doctor and paid him to come talk to me. Brenda is probably right. Skye is probably playing with our heads."
"And if she's not? What if my sister isn't toying with us? What if this is a warning? Look. I have been living with Brenda 24-7 since she got arrested. She does some very strange things. She has conversations with people who aren't there. She forgets conversations that she had five minutes before. She has little to no control over her emotions. When she gets slightly upset, she's all tears. When she's happy, she's very happy. When she's angry, well, you saw her tonight at the club. She has no control over herself. I don't think that it would be that great of a stretch to think that she was really ill."
"If she is ill, you're the one at the greatest risk because you're living with her. What do you want to do about it?"
"First of all, I want another test done so we will know one way or the other so I know what to expect from her."
"It's not as if she is dangerous."
"She picked up a knife and tried to stab someone in public. As far as we know, she may have really killed Alcazar. If that's not dangerous, I don't know what is. If she did that while she was sane, we might be able to write it off Alcazar as justifiable. He did hold her hostage. The incident at the restaurant may be an isolated incident. But if she isn't sane, we may be looking forward to more of these little incidents. Keeping her drugged out like Alcazar did, might not be a bad thing."
"She's not exactly going to just let us run the tests. You saw her tonight. She wasn't even willing to consider that she might be."
"Yes I saw her. She was panicking. If she is ill, I think that she knows it and she doesn't want anyone else to suspect."
"You don't think that book is a hoax. You don't think that I talked to the real doctor."
"I think the woman is stringing us all along. She says whatever she has to say in order to get her way. I wouldn't be surprised if she set the entire thing up. It's not as if she didn't know what buttons to push. From what she has told me, you were more than forthcoming with Skye's faults and weaknesses."
"She told you that?"
"Bragged was more like it. She gave me an entire list for me to use against Skye. Don't worry, I'm not going to. I figure that she has enough of her own problems without me adding to them. Brenda already knew which of your buttons to push in order to make you come running. But if you need to be sure, there is another way for you to find out. When you get back home, check the Internet. I'm sure that there is a picture of this doctor somewhere."
I nodded to Jason. "I think I will do that."
---
As I walked back into the apartment, Brenda literally jumped.
"Geese, Jason, you scared me. I didn't expect to see you."
"Who did you expect to see? I'm the only other person who lives here."
"I don't know. Say something when you come in so I know it's you."
I thought that one over for a second. Looked at her and called out, "Okay, Honey, I'm home."
"How cute. You don't remember anything personal from before the accident but you can do a perfect Leave it to Beaver imitation." Brenda said sarcastically. "Figures that you would remember that, god knows that you used to watch enough of it."
"Leave it to Beaver?"
"An old show about the perfect family. The husband came home every day and said that in just the same way."
I shrugged. I really didn't remember it so I didn't see what the big deal was.
"So what are you doing?"
"Nothing." Brenda answered.
"Nothing?"
"I was just going to watch some television."
I nodded and went into the kitchen to get a beer. When I came out, Brenda was curled up on the couch watching the news. It was the same old things. Someone got mugged, robbed, a politician spoke, and someone did something at some school. "What's so interesting about the news?" I asked. Usually when I had the news on she complained until I turned it to some old movie. But tonight she was glued to it like she was waiting for something to happen.
"What? You're the one who is always complaining that all I watch is romantic fiction and I should try looking at reality sometime." She pointed to the TV screen. "Well, this is reality."
Just as she pointed to the screen, a news bulletin came up about a shooting outside of club 101. Two people were shot. One was listed as being in critical condition.
"Damn," I heard Brenda mutter.
"What was that?"
Brenda looked up startled like she had forgotten that I was there. Her faced turned slightly red. "Oh, I knew a lot of people in that club tonight. I think that we should go down to the hospital and find out if it was anyone we know."
"You want to go to the hospital just to see who was shot tonight?" I said in disbelief.
"Well, it's not as if they are going to tell us over the phone. If it was someone we know, we would have to go down there anyway to give our support so we might as well just go."
"You know, it's customary to go down and give blood to help out."
Brenda turned a little green. "You go down to give blood?"
"In my line of work, you never know when you will be shot and need the donation."
Brenda thought about this for a second. "And you do this at the hospital?"
"Where else would you go?"
"Okay, lets go."
"You are going to give blood?" I looked at her in absolute disbelief. Something was going on here. For a woman who hates needles, she was giving in way to easily.
"Well you did say that it was tradition and we have to go there anyways. So why not? Let's go."
As we walked out the door, I heard her mutter under her breath, "With my luck it will probably be my pint of blood that saves the b#tch. If I want something done, I have to do it myself."
---
I was standing in the lobby, trying to get some information on where Frisco was when I saw Sam and Tori walk in. "Felicia? Is she?"
Tori shook her head. "Not yet, Skye. But it's not good. She was arresting when the paramedics arrived. They got her heart going but with those wounds."
"I've seen people with worse wounds make it." Sam interrupted.
"I've seen other's with less who didn't." Tori answered back. "We have to be realistic here."
Sam shot a look at Tori then motioned his head toward me. Tori's mouth formed an Oohh sound then she said, "She's a strong woman. She would have to be to put up with Frisco. She has a chance. I've been here before. If she makes it through surgery then her odds will improve quite a bit."
I nodded. "I've been trying to find out where Frisco is but no one will tell me. You would think that they would be a little more accommodating since my family practically runs this place."
Sam motioned toward some chairs. "Why don't you sit down over there and I will see what I can find out."
I nodded and went to sit down after Sam and Tori walked away. I felt more like collapsing than sitting. After a few minutes went by, I leaned over and put my forehead on my hands and leaned my elbows against my knees. Everything that had happened that evening caught up to me and I started crying. A few minutes latter, I heard someone walk up to me and say, "Miss, where are you hurt?"
I looked up into Bobby Spencer's face.
"Skye? Oh my God, what happened? Where are you cut?"
I wiped the tears off of my face and said, "It's not mine." I took a deep breath and tried to steady my voice. "I was at the club when the shooting happened. It was a friend of mine and his ex-wife who was hit."
"You have some much blood on you. Are you sure that you are all right?" Bobby sat down next to me.
"No. I'm not. I had to sit there and keep pressure on his wound all the while he was telling me how much he still loved her. I could tell from the look on Sam's face that Felicia had been hurt a lot worse than Frisco and I couldn't tell him because I had to keep him calm."
"Wait a minute. Did you just say Frisco and Felicia?"
I nodded and wiped my face again. "Yes, It's that Frisco and Felicia."
"I didn't know that Frisco was in town. You said that he was shot? He and Felicia?"
It was a good thing that Bobby was sitting down because I'm not sure that here legs would have held her up at that point.
"He just got back into town. He was injured badly not that long ago to the extent that he couldn't go back to doing fieldwork for the WSB. He and my friend Sam know each other from somewhere and he was going to work for me and arrange security around my new company. He and Felicia were out in the parking lot when the shooting happened."
"How are they?"
"I don't know. I know that Felicia is a lot worse off than Frisco but no one will tell me where they are. My friends went looking but they aren't back yet."
"My God. Has anyone called their families yet? Have they been told?"
"I don't know."
"Wait here. I'll see what I can find out."
Bobby went to the nurse's station for a few minutes then returned to my side. "Both Frisco and Felicia are in surgery on the fourth floor. There is a waiting room up there and their families should be arriving soon so the doctors will be keeping them informed. It would be the best place to wait for information."
"Bobby, thank you."
She nodded and said, "You're welcome.
"If you see Sam and Tori come back through here can you tell them where I went?"
"I don't know what they look like."
"Sam has dark hair and he's wearing a dress coat without his shirt because we used it on Frisco's wound."
"And Tori?"
"Tori has blond hair. No she dyed it this morning. It's red now. You will know them if you see them. They both have blood stains like mine."
Bobby nodded. "If I see them, I will send them your way."
I thanked her again and walked toward the elevator and went to the fourth floor.
When I got to the waiting room, Mac was already there. He looked up as I walked into the room. "You were there?"
I nodded. I moved my hand to push my hair out of the way before walking across the room and sitting down across from him.
"Are her daughters here?"
Mac nodded. "They went down to the cafeteria to get some sodas. Did you see what happened?"
I shook my head. "I was in the club during the shooting. We ran out to see if they were okay. We were giving then some time to talk privately."
"They? She was with someone?"
"You don't know?"
He shook his head. "I only stayed on the line long enough to know that she was hurt and she was here. I picked up the kids and left the rest to my detectives."
"She was with Frisco."
"If she was shot because of something Frisco brought to town."
"No, I don't see how that could be. Frisco was seriously injured a few months back."
"So."
"He's not on any cases. He's been retired from the field due to his injuries."
"I can't see anyone shooting at Felicia for any reason. She isn't on any cases that would put her in danger that I know of."
"Has the doctor told us anything yet?"
"Not much. She took three bullets. One in the leg, shoulder and by the lung. Is that her blood?"
"I shook my head. No, it's Frisco's. Do you mind if I wait here?"
"I don't mind. But do you think that you could change your clothes. I'm used to the blood, but the kids."
"I understand. My dad's office isn't to far away from here. I'm sure that he has a spare somewhere."
"Thanks." Mac gave me a weak smile. "I really wouldn't mind the company."
I nodded. "I'll be right back.
---
'Well, at least I got the blood out of Brenda that I need for that test.' I thought as I walked Brenda down the hall. 'Now if I can just figure out why she was so determined to come down here. First she wanted to come down here to check on whoever was shot, but does she ask about them when she gets here? No. She completely bypasses everyone and goes strait for Alan Quartermaine's office the second we got here.' "Now why are we going to see Alan Quartermaine?" I asked.
Brenda sighed. "Well Jason. They have this funny little rule in this hospital about only giving out information to family members. Your father runs this hospital. He can bypass all those silly little rules. All you have to do is be nice to him for once."
I shrugged. The word father didn't really mean anything to me. I don't really know the man. I definitely didn't understand that family's obsession with pulling me into its fold. I'll never be the person that they remember from before the accident. Without the memories and emotional ties that I must have once had to those people, I've found almost the entire Quartermaine family to be one large irritating and irrational mess. I avoid them as much as possible.
When we entered Alan's office, Brenda's entire expression changed. First it was one of disbelief, then shock, and then she got this huge smile on her face. I turned my head to see what had caught Brenda's attention. There was Skye, standing by the window, in her gown and light jacket, which looked stained with blood. Whatever happened at the club tonight, she must have been there. From the look of things, at some point she was close to someone who was hit. Since she was there, she can tell us who was shot so maybe we can go home sometime tonight. All this time, Brenda just stood there, smiling like an idiot. Well that's enough of this. If Brenda isn't going to snap out of it and ask, then I would. Just before I started to ask, Brenda spoke up. What she had to say stopped me from saying anything.
"I won." Brenda practically sung.
Skye turned around and looked at Brenda. "You won what?"
"You can stand there and haunt me all you want, but you will see. I won. I have him back and he's been in my bed just like I told you he would be if I wanted. You tried to break us up. I can see that you figured out the truth. Sending the book was a good move, but I'm better. I told them that you changed the picture and that you were just being spiteful and they believed me."
"So what? It's only a matter of time before you really screw something up Brenda and start saying things in front of the wrong people. The truth will come out."
"No it won't. Everyone here who knew the truth is dead. First Alcazar died. That's what gave me the inspiration to have you killed. When Alcazar was alive, I constantly worried that he would let everyone know what I was doing. Then he was dead. You can't even begin to imagine the relief that I felt. Then you had to go digging up the truth. Well I showed you. You won't be telling anyone now. You're dead."
Skye looked down at the blood on her dress and then at me. I think that it occurred to both of us at the same time that Brenda thought she was talking to a ghost. She was so out of it that she didn't seem to have a clue that there might be another explanation for her to be standing in her father's office in a bloody dress.
"I had you killed." Brenda continued bragging. "It wasn't hard at all. All I had to do was pick up the phone. I didn't have your picture there. I looked. Jason doesn't keep any pictures of you around. You may be his sister, but he won't even miss you when you are gone. So I sent them a picture of that guy you were sitting next to."
"Where did you get the picture?" Skye asked with a stern expression on her face. Why would she want to know the details? Isn't bad enough that two people were shot in Brenda's attempt to kill her? That's when I noticed that we weren't alone. We never closed the door to the office. Brenda's confession was gathering a small audience. For a second, I considered stopping Brenda and pointing this out to her, but I decided against it. From the second she came back to town, she had been causing problems. Her lover, Alcazar, had burned down his employer's warehouse and tried to have Sonny killed. She blackmailed me into marrying her by threatening to split up Sonny's marriage if I didn't. I have had to put up with her constant attempts to drag me back into that bloody Quartermaine roof. I may not like Skye all that much, god knows I'll never acknowledge the woman as my sister, but she sure as hell hasn't deserved all the crap this woman has thrown her way. Besides, if Brenda's in jail, then she won't be under my roof anymore. After all the weeks that I have had to stomach her crap, I don't really care anymore that neither Sonny nor Jax want to see her imprisoned in memory of what they once shared with her. I'm the one who has had to put up with her. In my opinion, she belongs in a padded cell.
"Oh, it wasn't hard. I often snuck into dear Luis's files and helped myself to whatever I wanted. A paper here, a phone number there, a picture, half of Jax's map, Alcazar rarely ever missed it and when he did miss something, he always forgave me for taking it. So I sent the picture and told him to kill the woman in the black dress that would be with him. See. It was easy to have you killed. You really should have just gone away after I seduced your husband from you. You really weren't up to taking me on. With all the experience that I gained living with bad, bad men like Alcazar and Corinthos, you didn't stand a chance."
"You may have won a couple of battles Brenda, but the war isn't over quite yet. I foresee a change of tide."
"It's not going to happen. I doubt that anyone will even mourn now that you are gone. Look how quick everyone was to take my side over yours. Even your family is supporting me rather than you. Your cousin, Ned, of course was my best friend four years ago and he will believe anything I tell him now. I practically had your grandfather's blessing to steal your husband. I bet your grandmother will probably throw us an engagement party. That's more than she ever did for you when you married him. Now that you are gone, Jax doesn't even have to bother with a divorce. It doesn't even bother your family that I did all this while married to your brother."
"First of all, I think you're overestimating the support that you will be receiving from my family in the future. A good portion of them has been standing behind you for a good part of your confession. Second of all, I'm not dead. Your shooter shot the commissioner's ex-wife who also happened to have been wearing a black dress at the party. Unlike that little incident with sinking Alcazar's boat, I don't think that they will look the other way this time. Thirdly, I think Detective Taggert wants to have a little talk with you now."
As Skye finished talking, the Detective came up behind Brenda, snapped the cuffs on her, and started reading her rights to her. Brenda started crying out, "That's not fair. This isn't the way that it's supposed to go. I never lose. Do you hear me? I never lose. Someone call Jax and Ned. They will get me out of this." She yelled as two more officers came in and helped the Detective carry her away.
As they were carrying her out the door, she came face to face with Alan and Ned. Ned looked at her like he was seeing a stranger. "Not this time," Ned said before turning around and walking away.
"I'll need you two to come down to the station and give statements," Detective Taggert stated. He turned to Jason. "Don't bother trying to pretend that this never happened. I somehow doubt that Skye can be intimidated into keeping quite, but even if she could, there are to many witnesses. You might as well tell the truth for once. She made that little announcement in front of six other witnesses. Two of which were cops. I suggest you show up there before morning or I will have you dragged down there." After that little speech, Taggert left.
Alan walked into the room. I'm not sure what shocked him more, the sight of Skye standing in an extremely blood outfit or that fact that I was standing in the room also.
"Skye are you alright." At her nod, Alan turned to me. "So, why didn't you shut Brenda up? With so many witnesses, isn't that going to make your job of keeping her out of jail that much harder?"
"I can't believe this!" Skye yelled. "Hello? Remember me? Your daughter, the woman that woman intended to kill. Or am I just that unimportant that the fact that she tried to kill me isn't such a big deal to you. Well the fact that she did manage to seriously injure Felicia Scorpio and Frisco Jones should make a dent. You remember Felicia don't you? Two kids, ex-wife to the commissioner, maybe that will make an impact where my potential death didn't. But then again, if she does get out, maybe she will finish the job this time and then you won't have to think about me at all." Skye yelled, grabbed the scrubs that had been sitting on the table and stormed out.
"Skye!" Alan yelled, "That's not what I meant." By the time Alan got that out, Skye was already out of sight.
"Then maybe you could explain it to me, because that's sure what it sounded like from here." I stated.
Alan shook his head. "It's just that you went to such great lengths to get her out after she was arrested for Alcazar's murder. You, Jax, Ned, Alexis, Sonny, and Grandfather have gone to such great lengths to get her off. Hell, you even married her. You must feel something for the woman. Then you just stood there and let her dig her own whole. I was surprised. That's all. I didn't mean that I didn't want to see her pay for what she did."
"That's what it sounded like. As for Brenda, I signed on to keep her out of jail for Alcazar's murder. In my opinion, whoever killed him did a public service. No one should go to jail for that. But if she is going to go around killing other people in town, then she's on her own. As for our marriage, I think you guys figured out a while ago that it was a scam. If nothing else, the way she hangs on Jax should have clued you in."
"So all her talk about you wanting to know more about your family and spending time with us."
"That was all a part of her rather large imagination."
"I can't say that I'm not disappointed."
"Instead of wasting a lot of time and energy trying to reel me into places I don't want to go, why don't you expend some of that time and energy on your daughter before you manage to chase her away. Unlike me, she seems to want to get to know you, but if you keep this up, I'm sure that even she has a point where she won't put up with the abuse anymore. Then you will have two children who don't want to have anything to do with the family. Quite frankly, I'm surprised that she hasn't written you off already. I never would have put up with what you dished out to her."
"Is that why you left us? Were we really that bad to you?"
"You expected me to be someone I wasn't. Then you were disappointed when I didn't behave as he did."
"You talk as if you were talking about two different people."
"We might as well be. The person I was before the accident is gone. He isn't coming back. I needed to be someplace where everyone wasn't comparing me to who I once was."
"Being Sonny's enforcer does that for you?"
"It's who I am now. Get used to it." I said as I left the room.
