A/N: I know, It's not Wednesday or Thursday, but I had it done and I couldn't wait to get it out there!

The gold key is my own symbolism; when a couple surreptitiously gives another couple or a single man or woman a gold key, it means they are interested in a relationship with added benefits. In other words, Julie and Brad are Swingers! This all comes from my imagination, not based on fact...

Also, I forgot to establish the timeline! This all takes place about six months or so after the HAT-3 rocket is successfully launched, so i do believe that Phoenix and Miles are 39 and 38 respectively. Carly is 25 and Jason is 28 and Julie is 26 where Brad is 28 as well.

Chapter 2: Demons

'They say it's what you make,

I say it's up to fate,

It's woven in my soul

I need to let you go.'

Demons lyrics by Imagine Dragons

"That sunset was amazing!" Julie exclaimed as she climbed into the cab they decided to split for their ride home.

"Yeah, I don't think I've ever seen colors so intense in nature before," Carly said as she settled next to Jason. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. He made a genuine effort to listen and participate in the conversations going on around him, but his mind kept wandering back to Will – his face, his lithe body, the disappointment in his eyes when he introduced Carly as his wife. Jason wanted nothing more than to take Will in his arms and tell him how sorry he was for doubting himself, for denying his own sexuality -

"Jason?" Carly's voice broke through his reverie.

"I'm sorry what?" He kissed her temple to hide his reddening face.

"I was just asking what it was that Will was studying that took him to Africa?" Julie asked.

"Oh, Social Work with an emphasis on foreign relations and leadership," Jason smiled. "Sorry, I think the wine caught up with me."

"Wow, that's...I don't know what to say to that!" Brad said as everyone chuckled. "What did you study?"

"I was a Marketing major, but I had minors in foreign relations and leadership and public relations," he paused, deep in thought. "Oh, and a few law classes as well."

The cab was silent as everyone gaped at him.

Carly chuckled. She was used to that reaction.

"It's not a prestigious as he makes it out to be," she started. "It was a lot of him hanging out on our couch in Chicago in sweats and dress shirts taking a lot of on-line courses. It was quite comical!"

"Hey listen, it's a beautiful evening," Julie said. "If you want you can join us in a late night dip in our pool?"

"Oh, we'd love too," Carly said as she squeezed Jason's knee. "But we both have a long day tomorrow, and I have to admit, I'm exhausted."

"How about Saturday?" Jason offered. "Carly and I both took the weekend off so we could have some chill time together, but we would love to get to know you guys better."

"What about a block party?" Brad asked. "You guys could get to know your neighbors and meet some new friends all at once."

"That actually doesn't sound half bad," Carly shrugged. "We could stand to meet some new people."

"Thanks. Tired of me already?" Jason nudged his wife playfully. She smiled that certain smile and kissed him.

"Nope, not yet,"

The cab slowed as it approached their houses and Jason dug out his wallet.

"Do you think Mr. Edgeworth would come?" Julie turned to Brad as she casually pointed to the large steel and brick and glass house on the other side of Jason and Carly's.

"Are you talking about Miles Edgeworth? Chief Prosecutor?" Jason asked as he walked up to them after he and Brad paid.

"Who are you?" Carly said jokingly to her husband.

"How do you know so many prosecutors, dude?"

Jason chuckled. "I only know two. I went to school with Klavier and I had to take a lot of law in college, PR for government officials can get messy. Anyway, Edgeworth's life is fascinating to me; I just didn't realize we lived next door to the man."

"I'll have to extend an invitation! I see lights on, looks like he's home from what ever glamorous trip he went on."

"He's been in Germany with his step-sister," Jason put in, then snapped his mouth shut as he looked down at his shoes.

"So, Saturday?" Carly asked shaking her head at her husband.

"Yes, Saturday!" Julie said as she opened her arms for a hug and as Carly stepped in, Julie dropped something into Carly's purse and whispered, "I look forward to seeing you."

Jason stood in front of the floor to ceiling bedroom window that had a panoramic view of the beach and ocean and Miles Edgeworth's house. A light was on in his den and Jason thought he saw someone sitting in that room, but he couldn't be positive. He sighed as he crossed his arms and legs and leaned against the window.

"So, you and Will," Carly said as she walked out of the master bath rubbing the last of the lotion onto her arms.

"What about it?" Jason regretted the words as soon as they were out of his mouth.

"Jason, please," Carly's voice was stern and it caused him to look at her as he shifted his weight and kept his arms crossed. She grabbed the robe on the bed between them and threw it on. "That was not a hug between friends. And I saw the way you looked at him."

Jason let out a large exhale as Carly tied the robe and walked around to his side of the bed and sat. Jason walked over, knelt in front of her and placed his hands on her thighs as he looked her directly in the eye.

"Carly I'm sorry I didn't tell you the whole truth about Will," he paused and ran his hand through his hair. "We were more than just good friends, he was my first man, and I was so confused. I loved being with him, but I also loved being with women. I didn't think it would be fair to him if I followed him to Africa. I'm pretty sure I broke his and my heart at the same time. I would be lying to myself if I said it was just a stage I went through. That would have only been one encounter and done."

Carly placed her hands over his. "Did you love him?"

"I would say no, but I thought about him a lot after he left and I would ache."

Carly started to take her hands off his but he grabbed them, almost too tightly.

"It's the same ache I feel when I'm not with you," he kissed both of her palms when she tried to pull away.

"Jason, I-"

"Carly, please, just listen, because if we don't talk about this now, it will eat at both of us, and we will never forgive ourselves."

She sniffed and swallowed hard. He was always so levelheaded, even with matters of the heart.

"Oh God," Carly sighed. "I know better than to run from you."

"Let me say this, then," he nuzzled her hands. "I don't expect you to come to grips with this right away, especially since I haven't completely come to terms with my feelings for him. But, what I do know is that I love you and nothing, not even my feelings for him or anyone else will ever change that."

"What if you fall in love with him again?"

"Then I do, there's nothing I can do, because I will still love you," he kissed the inside of her wrist.

"But how can you? How can you love both of us?" Carly drew in a deep breath when she realized her voice had risen. She placed a hand to her forehead. "Oh my god, I didn't...I don't..."

"Carly?" Jason placed his hands on either side of her face and tilted it so she was looking at him. "Listen to me, I love you. Always remember that, no matter what you are feeling. This was my fault and you have every right to feel the way you do. Even with the lifestyle we lead. This is all part of being human."

She closed her eyes and exhaled through her nose to relax. When she opened her eyes, Jason was still there, looking at her like she was the only person he had ever loved. She leaned forward and kissed him.

"Maybe this will ground us again," Carly reached into her robe pocket and brought out a gold key. She watched as several emotions crossed his face.

"Who...how?" He asked as he took the delicate key from her.

"I guess Julie dropped it into my purse sometime during the evening. I found it when I was cleaning that purse while you were in the shower."

"Just when I thought I couldn't be surprised by people," he placed it on his nightstand and turned his attention to his wife again."Saturday is going to be very interesting," He parted her legs slightly and untied her robe. Snaking his hands around to the small of her back, he pulled her to him with one large gesture and she gave a playful gasp. He could feel the heat rising slowly between her legs as he traced her backbone with both hands up to her neck and she shivered.

He placed a chaste kissed on her lips.

"Shall we enjoy the view, while we enjoy each other?"

He could feel her breath on his lips as she hummed her approval and suddenly found her self in midair, her legs wrapped around his mid-section. She giggled when he twirled her a couple times. When she felt the window on her back, she leaned into it as he held onto her bottom and somehow she shed the robe. Even though her little cotton nightie covered her, it left little to the imagination as Jason leaned forward and nuzzled one of her nipples with his nose. She gasped and her hips twitched with excitement as he smiled. He lifted his head and spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. As he kissed his wife, he saw a figure up in the window of the house next door, one hand on the string of the blinds, another in his pocket. Jason smiled and deepened his kiss and pressed himself against Carly, feeling himself getting harder as she started to squirm.

"Mmm...I'm gonna turn us around, and you aren't gonna make a show about being watched, unless you absolutely want to," Jason's voice was husky with lust.

"Wha-...what? Oh," He had them turned, his back against the window and she glanced up to see the figure was still standing there. However, a couple seconds later a second figure appeared and she saw that they started to pull the blinds, but stopped when they saw her and Jason.

"Looks like we have an audience now," she turned her attention back to Jason as she wriggled her hand down his pajama pants and grabbed at his hardened member and he cried out. She captured his lips in a passionate kiss as she stroked him. Somehow, he was able to shift his weight and he had one hand running up the back of her thigh and grasping her bottom. He dove in carefully as he touched her and pushed his finger in slowly. She gasped loud, and threw her head back, partly for show, mostly in ecstasy.

X X X

"Miles, did someone finally move into the house next door?" Phoenix Wright asked as he stood in front of the large picture window in Miles' den. He was about to close the blinds when he saw a soft amber light emanating from the house below. Miles' house was built on the highest rocky outcrop on this particular hillside. When he moved in, there was nothing but a copse of trees between his house and the next. Someone thought they would be clever and build a house with mostly windows and steel and rock right where Miles could see almost every move of his neighbor. They could also see into his house, but he kept his blinds closed most of time and he didn't worry. It was Phoenix who liked the natural light and left the blinds open.

"Yes, they moved in about a month ago," Miles answered as he adjusted his glasses, not looking up from the book he was reading. "While I was in Germany."

"Oh," Phoenix started when he saw a figure walk up to the window and press their back against it. Phoenix furrowed his brow as he tried to figure out how the figure was standing. The figure shifted and Phoenix knew right away what was going on when he saw hands grabbing the figures bottom. They moved so fast that Phoenix hadn't realized the couple switched until he saw a feminine hand bracing against the window. Phoenix wasn't normally a voyeur, but when two people were putting on a show like this, it was hard for him to turn away. He wondered what they sounded like as his hand unconsciously went to his fly to adjust himself. He found that he was getting hard and he inhaled loudly as the woman straightened her back and started kissing the man. Their rhythms were moving faster and Phoenix unconsciously touched himself again.

"Phoenix," Miles' voice startled Phoenix, but it was too late to draw the blinds. Miles was at his side. "What the hell has you so worked...oh...!"

Miles wasn't a voyeur either, but he couldn't help but tilt his head to figure out their position. They watched as she pulled away from the kiss and they paused as she looked down and bit her lip and closed her eyes. He bucked his hips and she threw her head back as he buried his face onto one of her breasts. They watched as she started an erotic rhythm of her own and he drew her close to him again. They were touching foreheads and kissing in intervals. The woman wrapped her arms around him and opened her eyes. Phoenix and Miles cursed themselves when they found they were busted. They started to put the blinds down, when they looked back and watched as she winked at them and bit her lip. They pulled the blinds and groped at each other until they reached Miles' bedroom.

X X X

"Certainly gave the neighbors a show last night didn't we?" Carly said before she took a drink of her coffee the next morning.

Jason looked at her over his reading glasses. She smirked at him and felt a longing start in her lower abdomen. She loved Jason in glasses, especially when he wore suits. They had several trysts in his offices in Chicago because of his glasses and suits.

"I'll admit, it was pretty hot knowing we were being watched."

"They didn't watch for long," she said as she finished her coffee. "They started groping each other before you threw me on the bed."

Jason barked a loud laugh, then paused. "Wait, they?"

"Yeah, it looked like a Grey haired man and a dark haired man. I winked at them at one point, totally caught them off guard.

"My God I love you," Jason sat up and leaned over the kitchen island and kissed his wife.

"Mmm...good because Harry is coming to stay with us for a few days," she said when he sat back down.

"Ugh, does he have to?" Jason gave her his best disgusted look. "He can't stay in a hotel?"

She smirked at him. "'Hotels are the Devils playground where the unrighteous man loses his seed.'"

"What's he going to say about our house?" He furrowed his brow at her.

"Hopefully he still uses his noise canceling earphones when listening to his sermons," she said as she rinsed her cup in the sink. "I'm getting ill at the thought of him being able to hear us."

"Well, the guest bedroom is in the basement at the opposite side of our bedroom," Jason took the last drink of his coffee and stood. "I'd be surprised if he did hear anything."

Carly threw him a coy look. "When do we ever keep our extracurricular activities in the bedroom? Last night being an exception, of course."

Jason's eyes went down to the island between them, then up to hers and gave her a lewd smile.

"Stop it!" She gestured at him. "I keep that in my memory for my own alone times."

He walked around the island and grabbed her around her waist as she gave a small cry.

"I'd like to see those alone times," the lewd smile was still on his face as he kissed her.

"You better stop or we'll never make it out of the house!"

Jason chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose as he let go of her and walked around his side of the island again.

"So how did someone so...creepy and close-minded come from the same father that bore you?" He asked as he threw on his suit jacket.

"Ugh," she shivered as she gathered her jacket and bags for the day. "How many times do I have to tell you, his mother was a bible-thumping freak. I wish I knew what drugs my father was on to make him look at her and say, 'Hey, let's reproduce!'"

Jason snorted as they walked out of the kitchen to the attached garage.

"Well, he's only going to be here for, what, a week?"

"We are finalizing some details that involve 'a fine-toothed comb and a lawyer from the God-fearing state of Texas.'" Carly mimicked her step-brother and threw her hands up in air-quotes after she settled in their CUV.

Jason shuddered. "Please don't do that voice again."

"Trust me, I have no intentions," Carly pulled out her tablet to check her schedule and finish reading the news. "Oh, this is sad, Will Powers died last night."

"Well, that's my childhood ruined." Jason commented as he maneuvered through traffic. "Does it say how?"

"Died silently in his sleep, found by his assistant, Natalie Rocket and no cause of death yet. I can't even imagine," Carly paused. "Services are to be held Sunday. Oh, this is interesting, 'Will Greer will be catering the services with his company Will Cater for Food.' He's running a catering service now."

Jason couldn't help the small smile that played on his lips as he thought about Will always chasing his dreams. "Well, it was something he always wanted to do. His parents pressured him into something more high-profile like Marketing or PR work like me, but Will always believed in making a difference from behind the scene. 'Make waves and don't let anyone see who started them.'"

Carly furrowed her brow. "That sounds...like a cop out. Blame it on someone else if the waves go bad."

"He demonstrated what he meant as we were learning to surf, it makes more sense in action."

"Well, I know that I am going to need a lot more coffee before this day is through," Carly sighed as Jason pulled into the lot where he would take a shuttle to his interview and errands in south L.A. And Carly would take the car. They got out of the car and kissed.

"If you call me I can have dinner waiting for you," he said as he hiked his bag up on his shoulder.

She smiled. "I knew I married you for something other than your looks," and kissed him before he could protest.

"I think we should apologize to the new couple," Miles said later that afternoon as they were soaking in the late summer sun.

Phoenix laughed aloud and took his sunglasses off to look at Miles. "No, it'll be fine, Miles."

Miles raised his brow. He'd never seen so much seriousness in those blue eyes.

"Think of it as a way to introduce ourselves,"

Phoenix sighed and rolled his eyes.

"That's worse than apologizing,"

"Excuse me, Miles?"

Both Miles and Phoenix started at the timid female voice and turned.

"Ah, Julie," Miles stood and placed his sunglasses on the top of his head as he walked over to the blond-haired woman standing just outside the patio doors. He nodded at his assistant. "Thank you, Mari."

Julie glanced back at the bright red hair retreating into the house and wondered what kind of money Miles Edgeworth, Prosecutor Extraordinaire made. It didn't matter really, he was pretty to look at in court.

"Julie, have you met my partner, Phoenix Wright?" Miles gestured to the brunette who stood.

"Finally made a decent man outta ya, eh?" Julie's southern accent came out strong and she slapped her hand over her mouth. "Oh my gosh. I am so sorry!"

Phoenix laughed again and shook her hand. "It's okay, and we have met. I remember a certain pool party you threw a couple years ago. It ended...let's say it ended uniquely." He stole a glance at Miles whose cheeks turned a slight shade of pink.

It was Julies turn to laugh. "Oh dear, I'm not sure I want to extend this invitation then..."

She pulled out an expensive piece of stationery from her purse and handed it to Miles who pulled his glasses from his shirt front. Phoenix shook his head and laughed internally at his boyfriend, partner, soon to be husband, he still wasn't sure what to call him. Miles was close to forty and he was dressing and acting like he was sixty. Although, today was a good exception. He was wearing a magenta polo (what the hell was with that color?) and tasteful plaid shorts with flip flops. He looked like a Polo ad. Phoenix glanced at himself. He was wearing a blue v-neck t-shirt with khaki cargo shorts and flip-flops. He looked and felt like he stepped out of an Gap commercial.

"Phoenix," Miles' voice brought him out of his reverie, wearing a stupid grin. "Something amusing, Phoenix?"

"Sorry, I was just – ah never mind," he scratched the back of his neck in a nervous gesture and took the stationary that Miles was offering. He read the beautiful script that invited them to a pool party this coming Saturday; a gathering to get to know the new neighbors. Phoenix pursed his lips in order to not laugh at the irony.

"Yes we'd love to come," he blurted out.

"What?" Miles looked at his partner, flabbergasted. "But you just said you didn't want to introduce yourself to them?"

Julie looked back and forth at the two men as they talked, and smirked.

"Well, this way will be easier with other people around,"

"What?" Julie blurted out, trying to follow the conversation, and clapped her hand over her mouth again. "You two bring out the worst southern woman in me."

Both Miles and Phoenix smiled at her. Miles knew Bradley through Klavier, who would crash at his house between tours. Brad taught Klavier how to surf and he still uses Miles' slice of the beach to surf in private. Bradley's family was from Georgia and he had gone back there to attend a family members funeral and he met Julie. It was love at first sight according to both of them.

"We, kind of got a glimpse into the private lives of our neighbors last night." Phoenix blushed and looked down at his feet.

"You weren't this embarrassed last night," Miles scoffed.

"It's okay boys," Julie jangled her keyring, which had a golden key attached. "I believe they are just the type."

"Ohhh..." both attorneys said in unison. Julie giggled.

"Plus, I think Jason, the husband, is bisexual, which makes him so much hotter than he already is."

"So not only does he swing both ways, but he swings both ways..." Phoenix let his chin hit his chest in defeat. "It was funnier in my head."

Miles walked up to him and grabbed his head and kissed his cheek.

"My God you are frustrating, but how I love you."

"You two are the cutest thing," Julie started. "This was a nice little chat boys, but I should get going."

Miles grabbed her hand and kissed it as Phoenix did the same.

"Chivalry is not dead," Julie said as she placed her hand on her cheek. "Thanks again gentlemen. I hope to see you Saturday!"

"She's cute," Phoenix said when he slid his sunglasses back on and sat in his lounge chair. "She reminds me of Lotta Hart."

Miles groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Sorry," Phoenix apologized as he grabbed his tablet and started reading the news. "Oh, son-of-a-"

"Wright! Language, please,"

"But Will Powers died," Phoenix stood and walked over to Miles and set his tablet in front of his partner. "Cause of death still undetermined at this time. Wonder if I'll be getting a phone call from his assistant, Natalie?"

"Oh...oh...that is sad," Phoenix placed an arm around his shoulder. "Clear your schedule for Sunday."

"Of course," Phoenix placed a hand on Miles's cheek and kissed him passionately.