Lucas began questioning Brook on her plan to help Maxie out of her roommate situation.

"Have you thought any of this out? I don't think you realize what you're getting yourself into."

"What? You think we should let some loser get away with threatening Maxie? No way, especially since he's beating up a helpless girl."

"But that's the thing. If he's beating up his girlfriend, someone he supposedly cares about, don't you think he's going to want to beat up some virtual stranger that gets him in trouble?"

"So, we just have to make sure we don't get caught."

"You have to backup here Brook. What's this about getting caught? What exactly do you have in mind?"

"We just have to set up her roommate so she's kicked out of her dorm."

"Let me repeat myself again. What could we possibly do that could get her kicked out of the dorm? Isn't it much easier if we convince Maxie to tell her folks and bring the police in on this?"

"Where would the fun be in that?" Brook said slyly as the wheels started turning in her head.

"You've got to stop with this crazy idea. For one thing, it's not going to work and don't even get me started on Maxie giving us the heads up. She's the one who's got to live with Tara, not you or me."

"So what are we supposed to do? We can't tell Felicia or Mac, the police are out of the question. Are we supposed to reason with this guy ourselves?"

"Maybe it might be easier if we try to get Tara to get help on her own."

Brook Lynn sighed.

"You know, I don't know how we even got dragged into all of this."

"Well, Maxie is my cousin and we've always had a tight relationship growing up. When I needed help in school, she helped me out. And I've returned the favor when she needed someone to be there for her. I don't know what I could do now, but I've got to give it my best shot."

"I don't know if I've told you this often enough, but you really are a great guy. Sorry if I sounded pissy, but I don't think there's much we can do without telling someone."

"Why don't we forget about this for now? Maxie will be down in a few minutes, so why don't we have some time to ourselves?" he said with a foolish grin.

"What a way to change the subject. You are such a guy," she chuckled.

Lucas proceed to caress Brook Lynns arm and then wrapped his left arm around her and drew her in for a kiss. The 2 fell to the couch and started heavily making out. Lucas continued to kiss her and then moved down to the crook of her neck while Brook grabbed a hold of him tightly, As she started to gently manuver herself on top of him as Lucas sat their on the couch, both heard the door upstairs shut and quickly parted ways as to avoid being caught by Maxie.

Maxie hastily ran down the stairs, looking refreshed as ever, while Brook and Lucas fumbled on the couch trying to make their makeout session seem less inconspicious. Both out of breath, Brook quickly grabbed the remote to try to drown out the heavy breathing and hopefully alleviate this awkward tension.

"What's going on guys? You don't have to hide from me. Lucas already told me about you two," Maxie blurted, as she leaned up against Mac's desk.

"Sorry about that," Lucas gasped as he tried to compose himself.

"We were just talking and then sort of got sidetracked. But we did come up with a few ideas to help."

"Don't get ahead of yourself Brook. They're still a little out there."

"Enough with the secrecy guys. What are your ideas?"

"We were thinking-"

"There you go with the we again," Lucas huffed as he interrupted Brook midsentance.

Brook glared at Lucas.

"As I said...we were thinking, all we have to do is find a way to get your roommate kicked out so you wouldn't have to move." Brook explained.

"And how does one get their roommate kicked out?" said a confused Maxie.

"That's the million dollar question." Lucas said, as all 3 of them pondered how they're going to pull this off.

Courtney just arrived at Pride Phillips to drop off the accqusition papers to one of her assistants. She quickly hurried into her office to make sure her schedule was clear for the day and jotted down a few notes to pass on to Lane Fleisher, the head office manager. As she was heading out the door, the phone rang. Courtney hesitated answering, hoping that her receptionist would pick up, but of course, no one was around so she quickly ran to the phone on her desk.

"Hello, Pride Phillips. This is Courtney Matthews."

"Courtney, it's Ned. I'm glad I got a hold of you. Is Jax around?"

"He's not here right now, but will be in a few minutes."

"I've been trying to get in touch with him for the past 20 minutes but his cell isn't picking up."

"I was just over at his place. He was in a rush to go to New York, although I don't even know the half of it. I can have him get back to you when he gets here if you want," Courtney said, as she was obviously ansty about getting out of the office.

"That doesn't sound good. Just tell him I called and he can try me at L&B later if he wants."

"I'll give him the message. Take care."

Courtney quickly hung up the phone and jetted out the door. She told Lane that if there was an emergency to call her cell phone. She dodged questions about her plans for the day, epecially considering she didn't even know the whole story yet. She stood outside her office doors and checked her watch wondering why Jax was late.

Meanwhile, on the docks, Jax is rushing down the stairs on his way to Pride Phillips when he stumbles accross the queen of darkness herself.

"Why hello Mr. Jax. It sure has been a long time since our paths have crossed," said a deliciously evil Helena, who smirked towards an uneasy Jax.