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"He's afraid."

"Of what?"

"You."

"He's afraid of me?"

"Your reaction. Every time he does something you don't like, you fly off on him. And now this."

"You mean the fact that I just care about your well being?"

"It's that you think I'm not safe with him or something. Is it is age, because he certainly acts more like a gentleman than you." She laughed a bit. "You're jealous, aren't you? You're jealous because he's got something that's working and you don't. Because you've lost Kathy, now you feel like you're losing me, to a man who's been divorced four times. I can't believe you. I really can't."

"That's not why," he bristles.

Still smiling, she says, "Really, care to tell me what it is then?"

He falters.

"See. You are jealous. Look, Elliot, I can handle myself. I know you love acting the big brother, but I'm fine. Do you think I would let him, or anyone else for that matter, hurt me? I trust you, and I trust him. Why don't you trust him, too. Be jealous, I can't stop you. Hell, I don't think I've ever stopped you. I might as well try to stop a freight train by jumping in front of it. But don't take it out on him, please. Or us. Let us be happy. You're a great guy, Elliot. You'll pull through this."