It had been a month since the tsunami hit and things between Paloma and Jason were getting more serious. They spent everyday together. And the more time they spent together, the more Paloma wonder how her family would react. What was there for her to worry about? Martin wouldn't have a problem with his daughter having a boyfriend, she was almost 20 after all, and Pilar was always supportive of her children's love life. Why should Paloma's be any different?

"Is there something wrong mi hija?" Pilar asked sitting next to her daughter on the sofa. "You've been so distant lately. And god knows you're rarely home…"

Paloma knew the truth would come out sooner or later but decided she wanted to keep her relationship with 'her hero' secret for a while. "Yeah, I've just been hanging around with my friends. Having fun." She tried to sound casual.

"Yes but couldn't you fit in some family time? I mean you said you'd try to work things out with me…so we could be a family again and I never see you…" Pilar was cut off by the sound of Paloma's cell.

Paloma gave her mother an apologetic look and answered her phone. "Hola?" Jason's was on the other end. "Tonight…right now?" He was asking her out for dinner. Without thinking she immediately said yes. "I'll see you there in a few okay? Adios!"

She turned to her mother with the same apologetic look on her face. "Can we talk later?"

Pilar's heart sank. She thought that maybe she and Paloma could have a girl's night this time…do some catching up. "Have fun mi hija." She tried to sound a little bit enthusiastic. "Don't be out to late."

Paloma smiled sweetly. "Gracias mama." She gave Pilar a quick kiss on the cheek before hastily walking out the front door.

Jason was waiting for her at the Blue Note. He was dressed in a very nice tux making him look irresistible to Paloma. And there she was in the same clothes she had put on in the morning.

"I feel like an idiot. If I knew that you were going to dress up nice for our date at the Blue Note…" She emphasized the name of the club. "…I would have put something nicer on."

Jason gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I know it may sound cheesy but I'd love you in and out of anything." Paloma blushed as she sat down in the booth across from him.

"You're right…cheesy." She smiled. "But I kind of like it." They both let out a small laugh gazing into each others eyes.

About an hour later two unexpected people walked into the blue note. Allister Crane and his victim…ahem…date for the evening.

"Theresa?" Paloma explained seeing her older sister with such slime. She got out of the booth and walked towards the too. "What are you doing with that monster?" A confused Jason followed her.

"Monster? Hardly." Allister chuckled. "Your sister and I are sharing a lovely evening together…in a plutonic way. Which is something I can't say for you." He eyed Jason who seemed to be ready to protect Paloma if the bastard tried anything.

"Just stay out of it Paloma…it's for the best." Theresa tried to run interference knowing her little sisters temper well.

"Yes. It's for the best to mind your own business senorita. I don't want to have to 'out' such a pretty girl like you." He threatened.

Jason started forward. "You son of a-" He was in rage. Paloma could see it in his eyes. He was so protective over her already. Though the thought of her hero coming to the rescue again turned her own she grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Jason!" She got him to stop. "He's not worth it."

Allister chuckled and began to walk to his table with Theresa. "No…I'm worth millions more."

Jason was mad. Living in Harmony his whole life, he knew full well what Allister was like, and no one would ever talk to Paloma like that in his presence.

Paloma pulled Jason into a hug. He hugged her hard back and gave her a kiss on the forehead…but he didn't take his eyes off Allister.

They went back to Jason's apartment above his shop right after the run-in with Allister, and after a few hours of doing whatever they were doing, Jason took Paloma home and made sure she was safely inside the Lopez-Fitzgerald house before heading back home.

"Mama? I home." It was just a little after 10pm. Pilar should have been awake, but there was no sign of her. "Mama?"

"Try again." Allister emerged from the kitchen. He light the cigar in his mouth.

"Allister. What are you doing here?" Paloma said with a fierce tone.

"Well your mother and Martin went to see Theresa. I'd thought I'd stop by while they were out." He smiled evilly.

"What do you want?" Paloma crossed her arms. She wasn't afraid of him, and she wasn't about to subject herself to any of his games.

"I want you to stop seeing Jason Shaw."

"That's none of your business." She shot a firey look at him.

"Oh it is. Believe me, it is." He took a puff of his cigar and continued. "I'm sure you don't want to end up worse than you did at that night club…"

Paloma then had a flashback. Vic was beating her up in the basement as she screamed for help.

"I didn't think so." Allister said evilly noticing the horrified look on her face. He walked past her and out the door.

Once the door shut and Paloma was sure he was out of earshot she muttered, "I'd like to see him try."