JP.

Jessica Passagero29 Ex-Italian Mafia I may no longer be a part of the Mafia, but I will always be a Mancini.Currently living in Sicily.

[jessicapassagero]

natexzampella:

The last time he had seen her the Italian had made one of the biggest mistakes of his life. He’d sacrificed their friendship. Now he sat silently on the steps outside her place as he waited for her car to pull into the driveway. The Italian shifted the gun on his hip as he leaned forward and placed his head in his hands.

“Nothing’s wrong, Passagero. I just made a mistake. I’m sorry.” “That was one hell of a mistake.”

Her words echoed in his head once more as he mulled over the real reason. The real reason had been because he had been spiraling. Falling fast into something that he wouldn’t have been able to get himself out of. His mistake with Jess had been the wake-up call he had needed. The one that pulled him out of his funk and set him back on the straight and narrow.

Nathaniel’s decision to tell Fran about Erin being his sister had been plaguing him. For days, nights, weeks he waited for the other shoe to drop. Then one did but it wasn’t the one he was looking for The St. Clair’s got a daughter back and Nate had found himself feeling angry, jealous almost. They had once again found themselves exactly where he wanted to be – with the people they loved.

Tires crunched in the driveway making the Italians head lift from the position it was in. Jess’s car. A small pitiful smile pulled on his lips. If she punched him when she got out of the car he wouldn’t blame her. Nate nodded his head as he rose from his seated position and started towards her.

“I think it’s time we talked, I crossed a line, I shouldn’t have and then I lied to cover it up. I wasn’t okay and I want to explain why. Only if you want to hear it because you have every right to send me packing.”

“There’s a guy on our doorstep.”

Until the words of her fiancé brought her back to reality, Jess had been lost in Valence as it sped past the car windows. No matter how much time she spent in Sicily, every time she returned to the city, it still felt like the home she’d once loved. And she hated it.

“Huh?”

The car slowed down as it pulled into the familiar street. Sure enough, Hawk-Eye over there had been spot on. Though it took a few more seconds, and a couple of extra meters, she soon realized that said guy was Nate.

Her stomach dropped at the thought. That was never something she’d thought seeing Nate would make her feel. Their last encounter hadn’t exactly gone the way she’d imagined it would, however, and the last thing she needed was to confront the issue with Franco sat right beside her. He didn’t exactly strike her as the kind of guy, even with his laid-back Sicilian attitude, that would be okay with someone else asking his future wife out on a date...probably one to keep to herself.

“It’s Nate,” she said, trying her best to sound enthused at the idea of seeing her friend.

“What, he didn’t think to call ahead first and check you were home?”

Jess shrugged, pressing her fingertips into her eyes. She was too tired to deal with this. The car pulled into the driveway, but she remained seated inside until Franco had finally wrangled Silvano and his seat out of the back. Finally, even though her brain was telling her to make up an excuse to get the fuck out of there, she clambered out of the passenger’s side and made her way to the door with Franco.

“I’ll be in, in a minute,” she assured with a smile, handing him the keys.

Thank God he at least waited for the man to head inside before he launched into his rant.

“Just...can you keep your voice down,” Jess urged, as he referred to their previous exchange, finally looking at him now. “I’m not going to send you packing, Nate, shut up. I just want to move past it, all right? If getting whatever it is on your chest off of it helps, then sure. I’m all ears.”

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natexzampella:

Nothing’s wrong, Passagero. I just made a mistake. I’m sorry. How you doing, I know losing Sal has affected you.

Yeah? Well that’s one hell of a mistake.

It’s like losing a father all over again. That’s how I feel, Nate.

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tony-ancelotti:

“Unidentified dead male found in the alleyway behind Istra. Looks like he was shot in the head.” he mumbled as he read from his phone with a heavily sigh. “Nothing changed doesn’t it?”

You’re finally here.

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Mancini | text

Antonio: Go, go, go. It's time for a nice family dinner. Don't let Jessica cook or get her near the kitchen.

Antonio: Before she burns your LASAGNE.

Antonio: Dio, I missed you all.

Jessica: You disgust me.

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natexzampella:

“I’m an asshole, I’m sorry. I just..I shouldn’t have..I’m sorry.“

“I’m going to go.”

What’s wrong with you, Nate? This isn’t like you.

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natexzampella:

“Go out with me on Friday night, you and me, no kids. Like a date, you remember those right? I dress up, you dress up. We go out to your favorite restaurant, I tell you how breathtakingly gorgeous you are. So say yes and tell me which kind of flowers you like.” 

Are you high..? Or do I just need to backhand you across the face so hard that the imprint of my engagement ring forever reminds you the time for that question is long gone.

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veronika--auditore:

“Gesù Cristo. E ‘una cosa dopo l'altra dopo l'altra…”

Nothing is confirmed yet. This is TMI we’re talking about. They’re just trying to make the most of a bad situation to get readers.

[sofia-plushenko]

Hospital | Open

[jessicapassagero]

sofia-kurylenko:

Oh, I’m sure they love you being here...

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richie--lombardi :

Oh, I’ve let it go. You’re not that important to me anymore, so have some peace of mind knowing I won’t come running into your bedroom at night, knife in hand.

Good. I’ll let you know as soon as the feeling is mutual. Clearly the time apart is working.

If I don’t see you again before I leave, then take care of yourself.

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richie--lombardi:

It’s really none of your business. 

What the literal fuck is wrong with you? Do you need a tampon, or..?

Richie, it’s been a year... Let it go. 

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giamancini:

I am glad you are here with us, Jess. 

And I’m not going anywhere until this is all figured out, okay?

Now c’mon. I’m starving my ass off. Come eat with me?

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richie--lombardi:

Well, as you can see, Jess, I’m obviously not. 

Good to see you too, Richie.

So why are you back? Are you staying?

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richie--lombardi:

You know you’re in Launceston when you think you hear your favourite Japanese whore choking on a big black cock, but it’s just a couple of Russians talking shit about Valence in their mother tongue.

They never fucking learn…

I thought you were in Italy? 

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Babas and stuff | Jess & Ronnie.

The security was...understandable, given the circumstances. Somehow, though, far more unnerving than the times in which she’d seen it a necessity at the Mancini household.

Perhaps it’d been because she’d known them. Often, a part of the scene herself. Yet now, as she made her way up the pathway to Veronika Auditore’s newest home, the people who guarded the place--and those inside--with their lives, left her feeling as nervous as she was comforted. 

Gate checkpoint, done. Survived, too.

Jess wasn’t entirely sure why Ronnie had invited her over...then again, she didn’t much need a reason to accept. They hadn’t really spent a lot of time together since she’d been back from Italy, and frankly, even though her continued presence in the city wasn’t for the best reasons, she had every intention of making the most of enjoying the people she cared about for that bit longer. Nothing good had come from losing Salvatore...but it did spark a desire to show a little more appreciation towards those she still had left.

Because who knew who’d be next..?

Reaching out for the doorbell was merely symbolic. A little bit of unneeded normality. Somebody would have surely already let Ronnie know that she had company.

“Open the fudging door, Auditore, it’s cold out here,” the brunette called out. 

In her right hand was the occupied baby carrier. How could she not introduce the two, now Veronika was expecting, too? Bringing him to Launceston had never been her intention, but then again, she hadn’t anticipated things changing so dramatically she’d feel compelled to stay... More than a week without her baby was off the cards, and so as soon as she realized her visit would be extended, her fiancé had flown them both over so they could be together. Against every protective bone in her body...

“You know, if she likes you more than she likes me just because you’re cuter, I’m trading you in,” she said, glancing down at the sleeping child with a feigned look of distaste. “I know you’re awake and can hear me. You’re not fooling anyone.”

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gracie-mancini:

Yeah, she might still be in class, but I’ll call her now.  But seriously Jess–let me know if I can help with a muffin hankering or a budding tea obsession or something, yeah?

You want to go get some tea? I could definitely go for some tea right now. How about we pick some up on the way to Nate’s, yis?

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giamancini:

I am trying, but eventually sucking at as well. It sounds like a big cliche. After we lost a lot of family in the years, the only thing that keeps me sane is the hope that eventually it will be fine. I am convinced that my father will sooner or later come home.

Then I’m with you. It’ll be fine.

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dan--martinez:

Sal should be here.. I can’t believe this. How did this even happened?

I don’t even know. This is bullshit. 

I’m not Gia and I’m not Gracie and I know that, and that’s why I’m doing this now instead of in front of them, but he’s looked after me since I was nine years old. He was there for me through everything. All of it. Losing my mom, losing my dad... He wasn’t my father, but he filled that void better than anyone else could have. What the fuck are we supposed to do without him here?