Hi readers,

Firstly, the original title of this story was 'Finding my way back to you' and in my heart it still is. It just fits the story perfectly. But now someone else has named their story the same. So I shortened my title.

Secondly, I started writing this but then another story line grabbed my attention so I am mostly writing that.

Thirdly, as I'm writing two stories at the moment and have a busy life I can't guarantee to update with any regularity.

Finally, I don't have anyone to proof read my writing so please excuse any grammar, spelling or typing errors. I have tried to proof read it myself.

Hope you enjoy the story. I love reviews.

Elizabeth sat staring at the room. There were people busy all around her but she wasn't focused on anything. She was just staring.

'Ma'am. Ma'am' She heard a voice in the distance but it was as if she couldn't react.

Frank knew this was not protocol but nothing in the few hours had been. So he made a decision to screw the rule book. He went on his haunches and gently touched her shoulder.

'Elizabeth.' Suddenly her face turned towards him.

'Frank?'

'Yes, Ma'am. It's okay. We are in a bunker.'

'Sorry, I guess I checked out for a few minutes.'

'It's fine.' Fine had he just said that? There was nothing remotely fine about the situation they were in. 'Ma'am, I have a soldier here, actually a medic. He wants to attend to you.'

She looked away from him and faced the new stranger. But suddenly she looked back at Frank.

'You found me.'

'Yes Ma'am. I am sorry I wasn't there. I was having dinner…and I couldn't get to you. By the time I did reach the room Mr Javani's security had already moved you. I'm so sorry we weren't there.'

'Fred… He …' Elizabeth was unable to finish the sentence.

'I know Ma'am. Let's just take care of you now.'

'Madam Secretary. I'm not a doctor but I have medical training. I'd like to check you over so that when they can get you out of here, you are able to.'

'Okay, thank you.'

This new stranger just smiled painfully.

'Right now the most urgent wound I see is the one on your back. Can you tell me of any other?'

'Um…' There hadn't been time for her to really assess herself yet. 'I'm not sure.'

'That's ok. I've found a corner over there where we can sit away from most of the busyness. I think you may feel a bit more comfortable there.'

She tried to nod but the action just brought back the dizziness. Elizabeth didn't like to show weakness when she was 'on duty' but this situation was bigger than her.

'Fred. I meant Frank,' She hadn't had time to process the fact that Fred would never answer her again. 'I don't feel to stable right now, could you…'

Frank interrupted her. 'Ma'am, take my arm. I'm going to slip my other arm around you. I promise I won't let you fall.'

Elizabeth took his arm and stood. She immediately felt dizzy and a bit woozy. But she felt Frank's strength as he took care of guiding her to where she had to be.

As gently as the medic tried to work the next half an hour was painful. With limited supplies and no pain medication the medic tried to attend to Elizabeth as best he could.

'Madam, I so sorry but that is the best I can do for now. I wish I could do more.'

'Can I have your name?'

'Azad'

'Thank you Azad. You've been so kind.'

'My pleasure. I heard you came to try and stop the coup. Thank you for risking so much for my country.'

'I just wish we had been successful, Azad.'

'I think many more would have died had you not come. Madam, we don't have much here but I can make you a cup of tea?'

'Azad, that would be lovely but don't you have others to see to?'

'Madam, my task is to take care of you until you are able to leave this bunker. I think a cup of tea would fit into my job description right now.'

Elizabeth smiled. This guy couldn't be much older than Stevie. Stevie… Alison…. Jason… Henry… Had they heard yet? How terrified they must be! A tear fell from her eyes and she quickly wiped it away.

She looked up and saw Fred, no Frank, standing closer to her than normal, scanning the room.

'Frank, are you ok? Do you need to be looked at? I presume you haven't left my side since you found me.'

'No I haven't and I'm not planning to until we get home, Ma'am.'

'But are you injured?'

'Madam, I'm ok. A few cuts and bruises but nothing that can't wait till we reach the plane.'

'Frank, are you sure? I think we pretty safe in here.'

'Madam, I wasn't in the room for most of the attack. Please don't worry about me.'

'Madam. Here is your tea. I hope its ok. It is the best I could do under the circumstances.'

'Azad, thank you so much.'

'Ma'am, I suggest staying awake until a proper doctor can take a look at your head. I suspect you have a concussion.'

'I think you may be right.' Elizabeth smiled.

The wait was killing Henry. He had sat on the bed with the girls watching the news but now he needed to do something. He slipped off the bed and went downstairs. He wondered around for a few minutes and finally started to clean the kitchen. He just had to do something! Anything.