Carly pounds on Jason's door, eager to speak to him. She hasn't been able to track him down for a while now and she really needed to talk to him. He opened the door and she pushed her way in, "Jeez Jason, what the hell have you been doing in the last few weeks? You are never around. I was going to bring the kids over to see you but I wasn't sure you would be here."

Jason sighed, "Sorry Carly, been busy."

Carly throws her purse down, "Been busy he says. Like the rest of us haven't been busy. How are you? What's been going on?" She chided.

"Well, you are going to find out anyway." Jason started.

"Oh I know, you're the daddy of Liz's baby. I hoped you told her to take a flying leap into hell for not telling you." Carly said, sitting down.

"Actually Carly, that wasn't what I was going to tell you. And I will be helping Elizabeth." Jason glanced over at her and confided, "I have been seeing someone."

Carly's mouth dropped open, "No way! Who?"

"Alison Barrington." Jason quickly shot a glance at her to shut her up before she said anything and continued, "It isn't anything serious. We are just enjoying each other's company right now. More like a friendship, but a little more than that."

Surprised, Carly said, "Wow, Alison Barrington. Wow."

"Is that all you have to say?" Jason said cautiously. He knew how Carly was and eventually she would have an opinion, "If you have anything to say about it, tell me now."

Innocently Carly looked at him, "What makes you say that Jason?" She said sweetly.

"Because you have an opinion on everything."

Carly shrugged her shoulders, "I barely know the girl. If she makes you happy, thats good enough for me." Carly stood up and walked around his penthouse, Jason warily watching her. "I have a favor to ask of you."

Jason knew she wanted something, "What is it Carly?"

She smiled up at him, "Jax and I are getting married and I want you to be my best man. I want you to stand up next to me. Were getting married in two weeks." Carly paused, "Please say you'll do it Jason, please. You're my best friend and I can't get married without you."

Jason sighed, "OK."

Brenda was putting the finishing touches on her makeup. James was with Emily and Nikolas and Sonny was picking her up shortly. She scrutinized herself in the mirror. She had decided on black leather pants and a red cowl neck sweater and threatened to expose her shoulder. She had pulled some of her hair back, and curled the rest. Despite herself, she wanted to look her best tonight.

She heard the doorbell ring and the butterflies fluttered in her stomach. "You can do this Brenda." She whispered to her image. She walked down the staircase to where Sonny was waiting. She felt like this was her very first date ever. "Hi Sonny " she said brightly as she reached the bottom of the stairs. "You look nice." He was dressed in a black Armani suit with a midnight blue shirt underneath.

"Thank you, you look gorgeous as well. You ready?" Sonny indicated the door. She followed him out to his Mercedes. He opened the door for her, "What, you're driving? No driver tonight?"

Sonny got in the driver's seat, "Naawww. Thought it would be more fun just you and me. Can't make my move with Max here." Sonny glanced over at Brenda with a half smile on his face.

Brenda laughed, "Oh whatever." She looked out the window and asked, "Where are we going anyway?"

"There's a restaurant about a half hour outside of Port Charles that I thought you would enjoy. It serves French food and is very elegant."Sonny replied.

"Sounds good." She lapsed into silence as his car smoothly drove through the snow. "I can't believe that we are finally getting snow. I hope it doesn't amount to much." Brenda commented idly.

Sonny pulled into the restaurant's parking lot, "Ahhh, I am sure it won't be bad." Soon they were seated in the elegant, candlelit restaurant. After they ordered and got their drinks he sat back and contemplated Brenda, "I never thought you would come out with me."

Brenda shrugged, "I never thought I would either Sonny."

"So why did you?"

"I don't know." she answered honestly.

Sonny rubbed the rim of his wine glass with his finger, "Are you back for good Brenda? Please, be honest with me. This is me you are talking too. I really want to know."

Brenda's eyes were luminous, "Yes Sonny, I am staying. For good."

"I would like to think that some part, well, some part is for me." Sonny's eyes bored into hers.

Brenda visibally swallowed, "Sonny, I came back for my son. You have children. Everything is about the children now." She was saved from saying anything more when there food arrived. "Tell me about Michael and Morgan."

On safer ground, Sonny and Brenda lapsed into conversation about their children. They shared stories and they made each other laugh. She told him how scared she was the first time James fell and bumped his head the first time. He told her about the joy he felt seeing Morgan walk the first time. All in all, Brenda and Sonny enjoyed their dinner.

Once outside, the snow and wind had picked up dramatically. The rushed to the car and Sonny started it up. He looked over at Brenda who was rubbing her hands together. Sonny grabbed them and put them between his. She slowly raised her eyes to his. He leaned over and kissed her thouroughly. He leaned back and whispered against her mouth, "God Brenda, I want you."