Umm let me begin with, WOAH! 17 reviews in a matter of days, it took years for the last chapter to hit that. I LOVE that you guys are as hyped for Brenda's return as I am. Sure those magazine covers have her with Sonny, but we know TPTB will FINALLY come to their senses and give us Brazen. Haha or at least they'll give us the bickering that we love.

This is a VERY short chapter, sorry. I tried adding a Ned and Alexis scene at the end, and another cooking class, but seriously they do not mesh in my opinion.

Chapter 37

Future Discussions

Cooking Class:

"Calm down," he ordered.

"I can't calm down, she hates me," she said leaning into him as he leaned over a slab of pork. "Are you doing that right?"

"Brenda a knife is the one thing I can handle," he gave her a look.

She shushed him.

"Why does she hate you and why do you care?" he whispered.

"She hates me because pretty much 90% of women hate me. I didn't know what a girl friend was until Robin."

He decided to keep his mouth quiet as to why that was.

"I am not that person anymore," she tacked on explaining her reasoning for why she cared.

"Miss Barrett," Mrs. Saunders called out.

She snapped away from Jason.

"Aren't you supposed to be cutting the potatoes? Or will this be like high school all over again and Mr. Qua-"

"Morgan," Jason shot out.

Mrs. Saunders paused in annoyance, "Jason will complete your part?"

"I was just checking on him," she defended.

"I suggest you worry about your contribution to the meal, Mrs. Morgan," she added an emphasis to Brenda's new name and status change.

-o-o-o-

"We made a meal," Brenda smiled as she speared a piece of pork.

"We need someone in the kitchen with us, telling us when it's done," Jason added.

The couple at their table laughed. They had stayed after to enjoy their meal first and then clean up and the couple the teacher had forced to move joined their table.

"First baby?" the wife, Abby asked.

"Yup," Brenda smiled.

"Yea you care with the first," she smiled, referring to why they were taking the class. "The second you'll eat doughnuts and mac and cheese the whole way through and you'll be grateful you found the time to shove that into your mouth."

"Haven't we talked about scaring new parents?" the husband questioned.

Jason stifled a laugh.

Brenda laughed loudly, "That's okay we're only having one."

"Oh no that's what you think and then that first one looks lonely and then you're so exhausted after the second that oops, there's a third and date night's a cooking class, a not too subtle hint from your husband, might I add."

"Abby, we just met them," he husband reminded.

"I'm preparing them," she turned to her husband.

Jason kept eating; even Brenda shoved a forkful of spinach into her mouth.

"How long have you two been married?"

"Uh like half a year," Brenda shrugged.

Abby went straight faced, "You've been living together for?"

"Since we got married."

"You still like each other don't you?"

"We haven't killed each other yet," Brenda shrugged.

"He doesn't leave dirty laundry everywhere?"

Jason turned to Brenda.

"Oh you do, you're pretty. I bet you'd get away with it if you didn't marry a pretty boy. Doesn't it just drive you insane?" she asked Jason.

"Actually okay now, we moved into a bigger place, it's less noticeable."

"Oh really?" Abby's head tilted. "How big is your place?"

"Abby, now you're scaring them," her husband said putting a hand on her arm.

"No Mike," she turned, "now I'm scaring you." She turned back, "So square footage, what are we talking?"'

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Bedroom:

"Are you going to have more children?"

Jason's eyes struggled to open after starting to fall asleep, "What?"

She turned on her side, "Are you going to have more children?"

"It's 12:30. Go to bed."

"When you answer my question."

"Why are you asking?"

"Will you just answer the question," she snipped.

"Brenda, I don't even have one, how are you asking about the next one."

"Ja-"

More children without her. He struggled to control his pounding heart. "I don't know probably not," the words rushed out of his mouth to stop her.

"Why not, you like kids?" She automatically attacked.

"Honestly Brenda, I'm assuming any child of yours is probably going to need a lot of attention."

She rolled onto her back. "I hated being alone. I always wanted a sister."

"You had a sister," he pointed out.

"Julia was older, I never saw her."

"The baby'll have Michael," he reminded her.

"He'll almost be 6 when the baby's born. They'll never even be in the same school together."

"Brenda what do you want me to say so I can go back to sleep?" He wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon, too busy thinking about Brenda being gone and people expecting him to move on with his life. Busy thinking about trying to follow her wishes and send her away and not follow after her.

"I don't know," she shook her head. "I'm not going to ask you to marry Robin, figured that out the last time."

"Thank god."

"I'm doing okay right? I've been okay for awhile. Maybe I'll stay okay for awhile."

He automatically knew what she was talking about, the disease, "You've been doing great," he reassured.

"So may-" She shook her head, "You know what. Never mind. Pointless to even talk about that."

"Brenda," he prompted after a moment of silence.

"Hmm?"

"If you want to have another baby after this one. I'd be okay with that."

"What about only being able to handle one?"

"I'd figure it out."

"Hmmm," she murmured. "Night Jason."

"Night Bren."

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Brenda and Jason's House:

Jason and Alexis shifted uncomfortably in the living room, left alone by Ned and Brenda, who were off changing Kristina. Jason couldn't help, but smile thinking of what she was in for.

"You look happy," Alexis commented.

"So do you," he replied back.

"Who would have thought, us with a family," she nodded.

He nodded back. He didn't mention that Alexis having a baby with the man her sister was in love with was highly suspicious, but he nodded back anyway. "Guess you can't run when you're in labor."

"I am never going to live that down am I?"

"Probably not," he confirmed.

"Hmmm," she tapped her hands on her legs.

"Do you want a drink?"

"Oh thank god yes," she said with relief.

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"Oh god, I want one of those," Brenda said walking into the living room still gasping for air, looking longingly at the drinks in their hands. "How can something so foul come from something so cute?"

Jason and Alexis laughed.

"No," she shook her head, "I'm not kidding. We need a nanny or I need a gas mask."

"I still can't believe Lois never made you change a diaper," Ned was still chuckling over gagging, dry heaves that resulted in her running away from Kristina, leaving him to change her diaper.

"It never smelled like that," she shuddered for effect. "Please tell me they don't normally smell like that."

The rest of the room snorted at her.

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Cooking Class:

"Mrs. Morgan, stop looking at what your husband's doing and focus.

Brenda rolled her eyes and scooped in her next ingredient.

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"Looks good," Jason said apprehensively eying their food, just as he had the last class.

"She wouldn't let us eat anything that would give us salmonella right?" Brenda questioned giving the chicken the stink eye.

"I used the meat thermometer," he reassured.

"Try it first," she ordered.

He gave her a look.

"Would you really risk poisoning your child?"

He couldn't argue with that, but he poked the chicken on his plate first.

"Oh be a man and take a bite, I'm starving."

He sighed, loud enough for Mrs. Saunders to look over from across the room, but took a bite. "Tastes fine," he nodded. "Biscuits look good," he said referring to Brenda's solo creation. Granted the memory of Brenda's complaints about her hands in the dough and then her having to fold and press the dough might be influencing that a bit.

"They do, don't they," she once again preened as she had when they have come out of the oven and before they had even gone into the oven.

He dunked a corner into the gravy, then stopped after a few chews.

"What's wrong?"

He forced himself to swallow, he had tried the gravy while it was cooking right? He took a sip of water and then dipped his finger into the gravy to test it.

"What's wrong with my biscuits?" Brenda questioned as Jason was now looking suspiciously at the biscuit in his hand.

She picked one up and took a bite, the mouthful remaining frozen in her mouth too.

Mrs. Saunders came over, took a small bite, "Teaspoon, not tablespoon Mrs. Morgan. I would say I hope that teaches you to pay more attention to the meal than your cooking companion, but considering you haven't learned that in a decade…"

Thanks for reading everyone! Today is the last day until GH's timeslot has Brenda in it! Now we need to find out when Brenda and Jason's first scenes are together so we can count the days till the bickering begins!

Umm seriously that mother/wife from the cooking class morphed into Lynette from Desperate Housewives. I could not stop it, I tried to give her a nicer name and it still didn't work.