Lucas couldn’t believe his eyes. He was stunned that he had the nerve to show up here. He plopped into the seat, the chains of his shackles rattled. “What do you want EJ?”

EJ situated his wheelchair next to the table, “Tsk Tsk Lucas. Jail time is making you a bit bitchy. What’s the matter, sweetheart, did you lose your soap in the shower?” EJ laughed.

Lucas gave EJ a condescending look, “No, but obviously you know that drill better than I do…wanna give me some tricks of the trade for a man in my position?”

EJ leaned in as if to whisper a secret, “Here’s a trick for you,” Lucas leaned in intently, “Don’t drop the soap old boy.” EJ burst into laughter.

Lucas was annoyed now, “What are you really doing here EJ? Keep your smart ass remarks to yourself”

EJ sat in silence. Lucas sighs, “Why aren’t you talking?”

“Good God man, I can’t communicate without sarcasm!” He replied with a twinkle in his eye.

Lucas was becoming seriously pissed off now, “I hate you! You son of a bitch!” He nearly spat out the words. EJ sat back unaffected and began to check out his fingernails, “Now now…don’t get your bright orange jumpsuit in a bunch there, little man.”

Lucas was turning red from anger, “Just say whatever it is you came to say and then get the hell out.”

EJ leans in again and begins to whisper, “You mean you want me to say that I know you shot me” Lucas sat back abruptly stunned. “Oh yes, sunshine, I know all about that. I also knew that the Salem PD would never make it stick so I set you up.”

“You bastard! You knew I didn’t assault Sami.” He shook his head in disbelief. “Of course, but Samantha and I are very good at what we do.” EJ smirked.

Lucas chuckled, “I should have known that bitch was in on it. I swear, if it’s the last thing I do I am going to make you pay for this Wells!”

EJ laughs, “And just how are you going to do that eh? Hmmm,” He said as he tapped his finger against his chin. His eyes brightened and he snapped his fingers, “By george I think I’ve got it. You are going to have two ton Terry, your cellmate, trade you in sexual favors to get the next inmate to be released to knock me off?”

Lucas smirked, “It’s Milton not Terry” He winked at EJ.

EJ was amused by the little twit and couldn’t help but have a little more fun with him, “Well I think I’m all done here….why don’t you go to your little pottery class Inmate….” He strained to see the numbers on the jumpsuit, “Inmate 540289471. I am off to be with MY WIFE!”

Lucas could take no more. The rage boiling underneath the surface could no longer be contained. He rushed at EJ’s wheelchair and tipped it over dumping EJ to the floor. EJ grabbed him and pinned him down, “I should kill you right now.” he seethed.

The guards rushed in and pulled EJ off of Lucas and helped him back to his wheelchair. “Are you alright sir,” one of the guards asked. EJ straightened out his shirt, “I’m fine. Take this monster away”

As the guards led Lucas away EJ shouted, “I want to press charges against this bastard!”

*Lots of thanks to Crystal for this chapter. She helped with much of the dialogue*