"What the fuck is going on here?" Cassie comes downstairs with Peter at her side. Roger's face lights up when he sees her. He spreads his arms, almost running up to her.

"My beautiful girl, I missed you so much." 

Cassie gives Roger a couple pats on the back as he hugs her.

"The fuck are you doing here, father?"

"Oh, that you kicked me out of my house means I can't come to my cabin as well?" Roger asks, and she sighs.

"Just admit you were hiding this underaged girl from the law-enforcements."

Jessica laughs out loud, and walks over. "Cassie, I'm a big fan, what a pleasure to finally see you."

"Sorry, I don't autograph tits anymore." Cassie answers, and I have to bite my mouth not to laugh.

"She's funny just like you said, Roger!" Jessica gives Roger a little slap on the shoulder. Cassie narrows her eyes at the two of them.

"What the fuck is this?"

"Well... I've been meaning to tell you, and now that we're all here -" Roger stops when his eyes reach Peter. "What the fuck is this?"

"That's Peter, father. Any problems?"

"But what about the girls?" Roger exclaims, grasping the sides of his face.

"I'm with Peter now. No girls."

I swear, for a moment, Roger looks like he's about to cry. Then all that emotion is channeled to hatred at Peter's direction.

"Go on, you were about to introduce your play date." Cassie says, and Jessica snorts.

"Are you seriously acting like you don't know who I am?"

"Girls, girls." Roger spreads his arms. "Obviously, your meeting is a tad overdue. But it is here now, and it is a reason for celebration."

"Can you get to the fucking point already?" John frowns at him.

"Jessica and I are getting married." Roger lays the bomb, and Jessica screams with excitement.

"I'm gonna be your new mommy!"

"What the fuck did you just say?" Cassie frowns at both of them.

"I hope this is some kind of a sick joke you're playing." John mutters.

"I would love to take the credit for a play like that, but I really didn't know he was your father." Jessica muses aloud.

"How the hell do you two know each other?" Cassie narrows her eyes at John. Finally somebody asked that. Thank you Cassie.

"You want to tell them Johnny? No, I will tell." Jessica snickers at herself, passing a stroke on John's arm. I feel the blood popping in my ears.

"It was in New York, at the Plaza, and John walked up to me telling me what a fan he was-"

"You came up to me. Telling me what a great fan you are." John frowns at her.

"Oh, right. I get this part mixed up. I had a show, and I saw him at his fight, and then, fate brought us together at the hotel. One thing led to another... We went up to my suite and didn't come out for three days..." Jessica flutters her eyelashes in a way that makes me want to smash her head into the floor. Repeatedly.

"Not even for food?" Damien looks confused.

"Room service." Jessica winks.

"You're seriously marrying this girl?" Cassie finally manages to look away from the Jessica show, and stares at Roger. "Isn't she Damien's age?"

"I am twenty two." Jessica replies.

"Great father. She's only younger than two of your children. Solid choice for a wife." Cassie sighs.

"Yes, I thought so too," Roger gives a little smirk, then raises his hands at Cassie's glare. "Seriously though, I thought you might like it. Me showing some commitment."

"Let me guess, this is going to be an "open" marriage, isn't it?" Cassie replies.

"You can't break the rules if there are no rules." Roger shrugs off any responsibility

"Good for you, father. Go marry her. I hope you didn't come for my blessing, because you aren't going to have it." Cassie shrugs back at him, and turns towards the stairs, dragging Peter after her. "Come on Peter, we've got some more catching up to do."

"Cassie, Cassie wait!" Roger runs in front of her, pressing his palms together and lowering almost to his knees. "Come on, we're just having fun. Poking at each other, good ol' Jackson style. Don't wreck the party, give me and Jessica a chance."

"Are you done?" Cassie raises an eyebrow.

"Almost." Roger says, and reaches into his jacket. "I got a peace offering from the doctor."

He takes out a sealed nylon bag full of weed, and hands it to Cassie. Bright green with specks of purple and tendrils of orange.

Cassie opens the bag, and her eyebrows curl up as she smells it. She glances aside to Peter, and he leans to smell too. He gives her a firm nod after.

"Alright, I'll let you entertain me for a bit." Cassie seals the bag, and puts it in Jessica's hand on her way to the couch. "Roll it up for me."

"With pleasure." Jessica smiles to herself, and I know that her plots for this evening are just beginning.