<strong>Jim</strong><br/><br/>Jim was on a rant and couldn't stop himself.  "If things were different, you and I would be together?  Bree.  Things<em>are </em>different.  And why shouldn't we get what we deserve.  You and I are not so very different.  Always the second choice, always the friend.  We stand by our friends and help them be what they should be and where do we end up?  Stuck in the background?  Tonight, for once in our lives, why don't we take the stage.  Be number one.  And even if it only lasts for one night - let's face it, tomorrow we will go back to being ourselves.  Even if it doesn't last, we will know that for once - we took what we deserved."<br/><br/>Jim reached out and held her shoulders, his body language unmistakeably gearing for a third kiss, but he would not force it and if Bree backed away, he would let her go.<br/><br/>