1988, a Couple days after Christmas Day. Cersei/Jaime age 42, Joffrey age 14, Myrcella age 10, Tommen age 8

As her limo driver drove Cersei to Jaime's house, she couldn't help but worry. It wasn't like her Jaime to ignore her. Sure she'd been rather rude to Tyrion at Christmas dinner, but Jaime was used to that by now. She was afraid that whoever was responsible for Robert's disappearance had done something to her Jaime. Robert had been missing for nearly two weeks now. Cersei was glad but also fearful that whoever had caused it would come for her next.

Finally, the limo stopped and let her out and a worried Cersei knocked on Jaime's door. All day yesterday she'd tried to call him, but he had not answered, nor had he answered any of her calls this morning or afternoon. She thought to bring Myrcella and Tommen with her but decided to leave them at home with the nanny instead, just in case something bad had happened.

After ten minutes of incessant knocking, Jaime finally answered, Cersei skipped a greeting and got right to the point. "What took you so long and where were you yesterday? I left like two messages and had my maid leave like ten more."

"I'm sorry. I just woke up and I wasn't home yesterday. I was busy taking care of some things that were in dire need of taking care of." replied Jaime, stepping aside to let Cersei enter.

"What things were you taking care of that took all day?" asked Cersei as the two made their way into the living room to sit down.

"I'll tell you later, " replied Jaime

"You will tell me now."

Knowing the subject of Joffrey would instantly get her to forget, Jaime took it upon himself to change the topic.

"How is Joffrey? That's so sad that they wouldn't let him come home for the holidays."

"Last I spoke with him he was very angry, and rightfully so. If Robert isn't dead I will kill him myself for sending my baby boy to that boarding school!"

"Well, did he at least enjoy his gifts?"

"I wouldn't know."

"Why not?"

"He lost phone privileges again. Can you believe they wouldn't even let me speak to him on Christmas day! "

"What did he do this time?" Asked Jaime.

"What do you mean what did he do? My boy did nothing wrong. Whatever they say he did, he either didn't do, or he had to do."

"Of course, I'm sorry," replied Jaime knowing no good could come from arguing with her on this point.

"How did Myrcella and Tommen like the gifts I got them?" Asked Jaime.

"Myrcella loved the Barbie doll you got her and Tommen loved the tape you somehow got him of that movie with the cat that hasn't been released on VHS."

Jaime smiled at his sister. Working in Hollywood had its perks.

"However, they've both been playing the Super Mario Brothers 2 I got them so much that I think their brains will rot."

"Children and their video games, eh? I remember when we were kids and actually went outside to play." replied Jaime, secretly glad that his collection of video games was in a room Cersei never bothered with.

"And how is our little one?" asked Jaime reaching over to put a hand on Cersei's six-month pregnant belly.

"She is fine," replied Cersei smiling at him.

"Have you come up with names yet?" She asked him.

Cersei was going to let him finally have a say in one of his children's names. Of course, no one would know this (except Tyrion whom to Cersei's chagrin knew about their incestial affair in spite of never having been outright told about it).

"You are really sure you don't want to name her after our mother?" asked Jaime, slightly disappointed.

"I"m sure. As much as I miss our mother. There can only be one Joanna Lannister in my eyes."

"Alright then. I did narrow it down to three names as you asked"

"Ok, let's hear them."

"Jennifer, Jessica and Sarah"

Cersei gave him a disappointed look. A look he didn't get too often from her. The same look she'd given him that time long ago before any of the children's births when Robert, Tywin, and Tyrion had all been away on Thanksgiving and they'd had a private Thanksgiving dinner together with him cooking. However, unlike then, now Cersei was quick to voice her displeasure.

"These names all sound so...so...common." Said Cersei struggling to find the right word to finish the sentence.

" Where did you get them from?" asked Cersei judgementally.

"Right here" replied Jaime grabbing the book on the table next to him."

"You bought a baby name book?"

"No, Tyrion gave me it as a gift when I told him you were gonna let me help name the baby."

"Of course. That little drunkard would be the type to think a baby name book is a proper way to pick a name. Can I see that book, please?"

"OF course," replied Jaime.

"Thank you, my love," replied Cersei smiling at him as he handed the book to her.

"Hey!" exclaimed Jaime as Cersei tossed the book into the fireplace.

"We are not gonna pick our child's name from some stupid list of the dullest and most common names of the decade. No, no and no to all three of those names."

"But, you promised I could pick three and you would choose one from it!" whined Jaime.

"I didn't think you'd be so bad at it. I may as well name my baby Jennifer number three because that's exactly what the teachers would refer to her as!"

"Well, if you don't like the name Jennifer, how about the name Jenna?" Asked Jaime trying to reason with her.

"I may as well name her Genna then after our aunt, they are pronounced exactly the same!"

"Well, why not Genna, then? I'm sure she'd be thrilled if you named your child after her."

"Well, for the same reason I don't want the name, Joanna."

"What kind of name do you want then?"

" A name that isn't so common that there will be other kids in the class with it. But nothing too off the wall and nothing hard to pronounce."

"Well, you don't wanna name her Genna, but how about something a little different, but similar."

"No" replied Cersei.

Ignoring her no, Jaime continued on. "How about Gemma?

"Gemma?" asked Cersei, interested.

"Yes, Gemma, with a G. Like Gem."

"Gemma. That's actually a very pretty sounding name, and she certainly is a gem. I never expected to get pregnant at this age. It's pretty, not hard to pronounce, and is very Lannister sounding while also being unique. I love it!"

"So, Gemma, then?"

"Gemma," replied Cersei smiling back at him.

The two shared a passionate kiss, but when Cersei tried to further things Jaime pulled away.
Right now there was something he was more excited about. He could hardly wait to show her.

Cersei looked at him confused. Jaime never ever pulled away from her. Why was he acting so odd?

"There's something I have for you first. Another Christmas present I guess you could call it." stated Jaime knocking her out of her thoughts.

"But, you gave me all of my private Christmas presents the day before Christmas eve and the rest of them on Christmas day, " stated Cersei confused.

"This is a special gift and it took me some time to prepare. I was busy with it all day yesterday."

"So that is what you were busy with all day yesterday, that is why you weren't home?"

"Yes."

"Very well then, it had better be good."

"I promise this will be the best gift you've ever received. Just let me go get it."

Jaime went out to his garage and when he came back he handed her a very large box wrapped sloppily with a bow on top.

"I can see you didn't bother having a store properly wrap whatever this is." scolded Cersei as she ripped the paper off.

He'd almost considered it but thought it too risky.

"What is that smell. If this is food I think it's gone rotten, " complained Cersei as she tore through the tape holding the box together.

"Just open it. I promise what is inside will make you very happy."

Finally, Cersei got the box opened. When she saw what was inside, she screamed and dropped the box causing the content to fall out. Roberts' head rolled along the carpet before crashing into Jaime's entertainment center. The force was with the fat head as it caused Jaime's Star War's VHS's to fall over.

"Calm down! You'll alert the neighbors!" stated Jaime as Cersei continued to shriek in horror

"What...how...where...when...?" asked a horrified Cersei as she began to get her bearings.

"Robert's head, that's what, how well I dunno exactly, where, my basement, and to the final question, two weeks ago."

"Two weeks ago. I've been scared senseless these past two weeks thinking whoever had killed him would come for me next. Why didn't you tell me sooner?!"

"I wanted to make sure I got rid of all the evidence before I told you anything or showed this to you."

"You got rid of all the evidence?" Asked Cersei after having finally calmed down some.

"Yes."

"You really got rid of all the evidence?" asked Cersei disbelievingly.

"Didn't you hear me the first time? Of course, I got rid of all the evidence. I'm not an idiot." replied Jaime rolling his eyes and growing impatient at Cersei's lack of comprehension.

"Then what the hell is his head doing on your living room floor?!" exclaimed Cersei.

"Well, if I recall correctly someone screamed and dropped the box with it in it!"

Cersei rolled her eyes as she spoke again. "No...I mean, why did you not dispose of the head too, its evidence!"

"Oh that. I thought you might want to have a trophy to take home with you. A trophy that proves I will do anything for you, my sister, my lover."

"You thought I might want to keep incriminating evidence in my house?" asked Cersei incredulously.

Jaime shrugged, not realizing the problem. "You have so many storage freezers, I figure you can keep it in one of them. I was keeping it in mine."

Cersei sighed. "I do not want that thing anywhere around me. We will dispose of it. If you were really keeping it in your freezer this whole time, then you may need a new freezer, because that thing stinks!"

"Not the whole time. I...forgot a couple times."

Cersei sighed before asking her next question.

"How exactly did you do it?"

"Well, first I removed the teeth. I've watched enough Matlock to know that dental records are a common way they ID a body. Then I removed the limbs and burnt them all. "

"No, I mean before you killed him. How did you do it?"

"That all was before I killed him," replied Jaime.

"He stayed alive through all that?" asked Cersei amazed.

"No, I'm not sure how he died. He started to choke on his teeth, but he managed to spit most of them out. I think the blood loss from removing his limbs was probably what killed him."

"Amazing," replied Cersei smiling.

"What did you do with the limbs and torso?" she asked next.

" I burnt them."

"And what did you do with them after that?"

"What do you mean? Why would I do anything else with them after that?" Asked Jaime confused.

"Jaime, you idiot! That's evidence. You got rid of them, right?"

"Evidence? They could just as easily be bones for my dog. They are in a trash bag in the garage. I was going to bury them in my backyard tonight after you left."

"You will do no such thing!" exclaimed Cersei.

"What, then?"

"We will take all the remains onto my yacht tonight load them into something, perhaps with weights to make them sink, and throw them into the Pacific ocean. That is a much better idea. We should go as soon as it gets dark. I think Ned Stark is suspicious of me. I am sure he's been trying to get a warrant out to search me. After that, he may very well begin to suspect you as well."

"Sounds like a good plan, " replied Jaime in spite of not seeing the need to go to such lengths

Finally, Cersei remembered her manners and expressed her gratitude.

"Jaime, thank you. Thank you so so much for what you did. This is the best gift anyone's ever given me. Well, the killing Robert I mean, not the head in a box part!"

Shortly thereafter the two began kissing, followed by lovemaking, followed by dinner and then finally the sweet just dessert of sending Roberts remains to the depths of the ocean.