Courtney woke the next morning still feeling the tear tracks on her cheeks from the night before. She wasn't sure why she reacted the way she did. They had been divorced for over a year now and they had both moved on. Did she really expect him to still have their wedding picture on his dresser in the room he now shared with another woman? She felt a hole in the pit of her stomach just thinking about Jason sharing their bed with another woman.

He hadn't slept well the night before, tossing and turning all night. Of course, he hadn't had a peaceful nights sleep since the night that Courtney left him, and knowing she was sleeping in the room across the hall and not in his bed, was wrong. She should have been with him. And she would have been if he had been so pigheaded and let her walk out of his life. But now he was standing at the window downstairs, staring at nothing in particular. He knew he would be coming downstairs any minute. She definitely wasn't morning person but she never could sleep late. She always hated that. He smiled to himself, remembering one morning the shared together just a few days after they returned from France.

"Why can't I ever sleep late?" She asked herself walking down the stairs not noticing Jason was on the couch. "Maybe it's because Jason isn't in bed with me anymore." She contemplated still not noticing him. "No… Sonny has to call him away at all hours and so damn early in the morning! We just get married and he is already taking over being Sonny's slave." She sighed. Some things will never change.

"You know you might want to watch what you say. Someone might hear you…" He smiled when she jumped from the sound of his voice.

"Oh my…" Her hand went to her chest to cover her now pounding heart. "You scared the crap out of me!" She hit him playfully on the chest. "Not that I'm complaining, but what are you doing home?"

"Sonny actually gave me the day off." He wrapped his arms around her waist while she poured herself a cup of coffee and added cream and sugar. "He said something about how we had just returned from our honeymoon and he didn't want me slaving after him." He said repeating what she had said moments before.

"You heard all that?" She asked shyly.

"It was kind of hard not to." He kissed her neck.

"Mr. Morgan, what are you doing?" She asked playfully. Not minding what he had in mind.

"Well, Mrs. Morgan, I was just going to spend a little time with my new wife. But if she has complaints I can just go to work I guess…" He turned to walk away and she grabbed his arm.

"Take another step and you will be without an arm." He turned around and kissed her. He took the cup of coffee out of her hand and picked her up, carrying her back to bed.

"Good morning…" She said bringing him out of his memory. He turned to see her standing at the foot of the stairs in the same clothes she had on the night before and her hair in a messy ponytail. he hadn't realized how much he missed seeing this every morning until now.

"There-uh- is coffee in the kitchen. Creamer is in the fridge, sugar in the cabinet." He stated.

"Thanks." She said awkwardly. She was surprised that he still remembered how she drank her coffee.

She walked back out of the kitchen a few minutes later to find Jason no where in site, but Carly sitting on the couch with a huge smile on her face.

"So how did you sleep last night?" Carly asked suggestively. Courtney rolled her eyes and took a seat next to her on the couch.

"I slept fine… in the guestroom." She took a drink of her coffee. "Where did Jason go?"

"Across the hall. He said something about having to talk to Sonny." Carly said rolling her eyes. "When don't the two of them have to talk to each other?" She paused. "I wouldn't doubt that they had their own little 'fling' on the side…"

"Carly!" Courtney yelled surprised trying not to laugh.

"What?" She asked playfully. "Wouldn't you if you only had Sam and Reese?"

Courtney rolled her eyes. "Come on. Let's go across the hall and see if we can leave yet." They walked across the hall both still laughing and giggling at Carly's comment. They both hated to admit it but they both considered it at one point or another. "Sam and Reese are at The Cellar." They heard Jason say as they opened the door to PH4.

"Did you just say that your little hoes are at MY club?"

Reese scoffed as she read the letter once again. She should have listened to Lorenzo all along and but the box back where she found it. But did she listen? No. And now look at her. She was sulking over a letter that her boyfriend wrote to his ex wife and as much as she didn't want to admit it, her heart was breaking.

Dear Carly,

How you and the baby holding up? I'm going to get you back here soon...and then I am going to kill the son of a bitch for ever laying his filthy hands on you. Michael misses you. He keeps asking when you're gonna come home. He's eager to meet the baby. I love you and I promise you once you and the baby are home safe I am going to make love to you a billion times. I am going to take you and Michael and the baby to the island and we're going to be a family the four of us. You and Courtney still have a wedding to plan when you get back. Courtney misses you. The other day I caught her restocking your frozen pizza collection. I love you so much and I'm coming for you.

Love Sonny

Alcazar sat on the bar just twirling Carly's wedding rings in his fingers. These were the rings that Sonny had placed on her finger three times while making vows before god to love her forever. "Three times and he still couldn't keep his vows," He whispered to himself staring at the rings again. But he knew the vows weren't what really mattered. It was their feelings that mattered. Why didn't he listen to his own advice? He told everyone that they would regret looking in that box and he did the same thing they did. He wanted to believe that these rings meant nothing to Carly… if only that were the truth.

He couldn't take it anymore reading her diary had not only been proven to be the wrong thing to do he now had realized that although he loved her she didn't return his love on any level close to his. As he started to close the Diary one page caught his eye. Opening it back up he read a page that he had somehow missed.

Dear Diary,

I always thought that the day that Jason and I found out we were going to be pregnant would be the happiest day of our lives...I guess I was wrong. I didn't even get to tell him that he was to be a father. And now...well now ill never be able to tell him that. I hate that we lost our baby, OUR baby not mine and yet I was the only one who knew of her. I dreamed of her, I dreamed of our little girl she was beautiful. She had Jason's eyes and my smile. Oh god she was just beautiful. But now because I made careless choices she's gone and I can't ever get her back. God I guess now I'm looking for someone to blame or someone to blame me. I feel responsible...I am responsible for the death of our child and the death of any other child we might have had in the future. I just keep thinking what if our baby girl was the one to discover the cure for cancer...and now that I killed her I killed everyone who would have benefited from her life in any way...

He quickly closed the diary. He couldn't take anymore of her confessions. They were heartbreaking and enlightening at the same time. If someone had told him that his wife didn't love him, he wouldn't have believed it. But this little book told him in more ways than one.

Sam wiped at her tears as she looked at yet another picture. But this one was of Courtney and Jason under the mistletoe kissing. They fit together so well. Every picture she had seen had had the two looking so in love so relaxed and so comfortable in each others company. She had to stop and remind herself a few times that now she was the one who watched him sleep and she was the one who kissed him in the morning. But that was just it...it was she who kissed him and said I love you and displayed affection towards him. Sure every now and then he would make the first move but usually if she didn't ask for it she didn't get it.

"You ok?' Jax asked as he sat next to her on the steps.

"Yeah I was just looking at some of their old photos" she explained as she showed him the picture she was holding. "Why do you think Carly and Courtney kept all this stuff?" she asked

"Probably don't even realize they still have it." Alcazar chimed in as he pulled a chair in front of the stairs and sat facing her and Jax. At least that's what they all wanted to believe.

"Yea I wouldn't sweat it… Carly and Courtney never come over here anyways. This stuff is probably just shoebox memorabilia of something they don't want to remember but at the same time can't completely let go of...it was their life once so long ago." Reese explained thinking of her own shoe box memorabilia that she to wanted to forget but couldn't.

They all sat in their little circle they had formed and just thought... thought about what they now had and what they knew their significant others all wanted.But none were willing to admit that they were living in a dream land and that no matter how much they worked, what they had just wasn't going to last.