On first thought, Alexis would have sworn that the voice came out of nowhere. "I need an attorney, Alexis." The house was dark and lonely, echoes bouncing off of every wall. Alexis Davis-Lansing walked further into the room, moving slowly, her hands out in front of her. She slid to the side and let her hand glide up the lamp until she turned it on.

"Miss me?" Brenda was stretched out along the sofa. The tips of her shoes tapped the far end of the sofa. Her arms stretched up over her head, hitting the closest arm just below her elbows. She let her hands fall, then pushed herself up. "What about Jax? Think he missed me?" She snickered and shook her head. "Well, of course, he missed me. I could see it in his eyes when he saw me."

Alexis blinked and shook her head. "What… What are you doing here? And who…" She pointed past Brenda to a tall man standing at the fireplace, his back to her. "Who is that?"

Slowly, Luis turned around, the right corner of his mouth turned up in amusement. "Now, Mrs. Lansing, please don't say that you don't remember me. I can't imagine that you've killed so many people that you can't remember them all."

Alexis stumbled backwards, tripping over her own feet. She nearly fell, but caught herself on the side of the desk. "You…" She swallowed hard and shook her head violently. "You're dead. You fell…"

"Actually, you pushed me after you stabbed me, but let's not split hairs. As you can see, I'm very much alive." His grin spread to the other side of his mouth. "And for the time being, so are you."

As Luis moved to join her, Brenda had a moment of guilt. Alexis looked as though she would have a heart attack, and she was no doubt in fear of her life. Brenda didn't really like the affect her presence had on Alexis, but it couldn't be avoided. She convinced herself that, in the end, she was helping Alexis. Both of their needs would be satisfied by her visit, and really, it was better that this happened in private. Alexis wouldn't want to cause a scene, and in her own home, there was no one to witness her near-collapse. Had she and Luis approached her in the courthouse or at Kelly's, well… Things wouldn't have been nearly as cozy. At least here, she told herself, Alexis kind of had the home court advantage. She was on her own turf, even if they had come by very unexpectedly.

"I'm calling the police." Alexis fumbled at the phone. She rose the handset but dropped it. Her hands were shaking and her body jerked with each forced breath. "You can't just break into my home. What if my daughter were here? You can't… I'm calling…"

"What will you tell them, huh?" Brenda sat up and Luis sat down behind her. She leaned back against him and grinned. "That the man you murdered is back and he was waiting peacefully in your living room? I'm sure that's going to go over very well with Mac. He is still the commissioner, isn't he? And what would your District Attorney husband have to say? Does he know that you're a murderer?"

"The better question," Luis said, "is if she knows that he's a thief. Among other things."

Alexis glared at them and, in an instant, her body stiffened. She slammed the phone down hard on its cradle, then pulled herself up straight. "Ric and I know exactly what each of us have done. And, if you're here to threaten us… I've already escaped prosecution for a murder that, apparently, never happened. And whatever Ric has done, you can't prove it without putting yourself in danger. So, why don't you tell me what you're doing in my home, and then get the hell out of it?"

"Oh, that's the Alexis I know!" Brenda laughed and sat up straight. She ran her hands through her hair, then leaned forward. Her arms dropped against her left leg which laid propped up on the sofa. Her right leg bent at the knee and she tapped her foot against the floor. "That's the Alexis that married Jax. Tell me, Alexis, are you one of the better treated ex-wives? Because let me tell you, whether the marriage was real or not, he treats the rest of us like shit."

"So, this is about Jax." Alexis rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "Well, whatever you're planning to do to him, you can do it without my help. I'm not about to help you or…" She waved her hand towards Luis. "…him."

Brenda had to give her credit. She was hiding her panic very well. So well, in fact, that if they were on the street and someone passed them by, no one would ever know just how terrified the Cassadine attorney truly was. However, Brenda could see it. Though there was no more tremble to her body and her lips were in a tight line, Brenda could see it in her eyes. They were wide and flicked nervously between Luis and Brenda. She didn't know what they were here for, or what they would do to get her to help them. All she knew was that there was a very dangerous man in her house and a woman who wasn't quite as flighty as she had once been.

"Oh, I think you will." Luis stood up, then put his hand out to Brenda. She took the offered hand and he pulled her up, then turned back to Alexis. "First of all, I have accountants that can prove that your husband stole a very substantial sum of money from me. And that's if I even care to go the legal route. You know who and what I am, Mrs. Lansing, so don't pretend to know what I could do to the both of you."

Alexis shivered and Luis smirked. He walked his fingers up and down Brenda's back and said, "The world I live in, Mrs. Lansing, I am fully right to kill both you and your husband. I could put you both in the ground and be in a non-extradition treaty country within hours." Alexis shuddered. "But, lucky for you, Brenda has convinced me of otherwise. You don't serve my purposes if you're dead."

"And you can't help yourself or your daughter if you're dead." Brenda sighed and stepped away from Luis, somewhat reluctantly. The closer she was to him, the easier it was for her to do what needed to be done. He was her strength, her resolve. With him standing there within touching distance, it was easier for her to keep her steel backbone, her need for revenge.

"Let's get it all out in the open, Alexis." Brenda stopped in front of her and set her face to straight, even lines. Her purpose wasn't to get underneath Alexis's skin. Her purpose was to get her to see things their way. "Yeah, Luis blew up that warehouse, but your nosy little sister wasn't supposed to be in there in the first place. Luis didn't set out to kill Kristina, just to blow up a warehouse. And yes, he left you in the snow. No, he shouldn't have done it, but we all do horrible things that we shouldn't. Don't we, Alexis?"

She closed her eyes and breathed evenly. "Go on."

"In the end, Alexis, your daughter is alive and his is dead. Sage will never go to college, get married, have a family, while your daughter may do all of that. Of course, that's assuming that she manages to survive in Sonny's… I mean, Leticia's tender, loving care."

Alexis opened her eyes slowly and looked down at Brenda. "What are you getting at? What do you want from me?"

"It's simple, Mrs. Lansing." Luis walked up behind Brenda, and concentration was the only thing that stopped her from visibly sagging against him. With Alexis staring at her so intently, she wasn't sure she could go on. If she went on about her daughter, the child she thought she had killed over, the child that now, thanks to Sonny and his money, she couldn't bring home… If she had shed a tear, Brenda wasn't sure that she would have been able to continue.

Luis wrapped his arms around Brenda's waist and pulled her close to him. "We're here so Brenda can get her revenge. It's a revenge that you know full well she deserves. Now, you may be friends with your ex-husband, but ask yourself this question. Are you willing to sacrifice your daughter for the sake of Jasper Jacks?"

Alexis blinked and the strain in her neck showed the force that it took to raise her head to Luis. "If you kill Sonny and they prove that I had anything to do with you at the time, I'll never get Kristina back. Ned… Ned Ashton is still listed as the father on Kristina's birth certificate, and I can't say that she's better off with the Quartermaine lunatics." She shook her head. "And Ric will never go along with any of it."

"Then, Ric is a fool." Luis shrugged. "Besides, your husband still owes me a lot of money. He can either pay it all, plus interest… and I'm sure he doesn't have that kind of money. Or, he can step aside and let us get the revenge on his brother that he knows that he still wants."

Alexis was quiet as she looked between Brenda and Luis. Her eyes went distant as she processed everything that had been laid before her. She could have her daughter back, free and clear. As they had put it before her, she would never have to worry about her child in Sonny's care again, never have to worry that she would be kidnapped because of him. Yet, to do that, she would have to bury Jax, as well. It was a tough decision, one that could have gone, either way. But, in the end…

"Alright, Brenda." She looked down at her and nodded. "But, when this is finished, our association is done." She looked up at Luis. "I will not be your attorney, or your brother's, or anyone else in your line of work. I'll help you now, Mr. Alcazar, but when we're finished, that's it. I'm doing this for my daughter, plain and simple."

Brenda squealed with delight. She turned in Luis's arms and jumped up. Forgetting that Alexis stood behind them, she kissed him hard, holding his face tightly. She loved to get what she wanted, and with Luis, she was learning that it happened more often than it ever had before. With a grin, Luis pulled back from her, then looked at Alexis. He winked with his right eye, and said. "It's nice doing business with you, Mrs. Lansing. And, please, call me Luis." He snickered. "You've touched my blood, Alexis, and I think that should put us on a first name basis."