I'm still having problems with Laura Robertson and Perry in TCOT Lost Love. Luckily, I have found a few missing moments, that reassured me that Perry knew he was going home with Della all along. This is a couple of them.

Please keep on R&R, I need it

(Warning: Spoilers for TCOT Lost Love)

The first night

After the fundraiser that evening, Perry and Della had a few drinks together in his suite. She kissed him goodnight lingering, and he held her, kissing her forehead, asking her boyishly if she was sure she didn't want to stay with him. She was tempted by his gaze, but she felt her need for time on her own, for sleep.

When she came into to her room, she remembered to get him his painpills, and went back to his suite to bring them. His knee had been killing him all day, and the cane didn't really help him. She didn't feel sorry for him, she had given him his pills every four hours as prescribed. But he just didn't take them. So she made sure he took them now, to ease the pain, enabling him to have a good night sleep. He mumbled a joke about her coming back for him to spend the night, when she wished him goodnight again and squeezed his arm.

A little later, while she was putting on her negligee, he came to her room, and excused himself, mumbling a joke again about him coming to her now to spend the night, but then he became serious. He said he would go to the Robertsons. Laura Robertson had come to fetch him, saying she and her husband were in trouble because of someone blackmailing them.

It would have been very easy for Della to ask him why this couldn't wait untill the morning, but she knew how he felt about Laura. Della had seen Perry's obvious ways around her tonight. She didn't really get it, she didn't really like it, but she had decided a long time ago to leave it. She felt Laura was no competition to her anymore. Besides, Laura and Glenn were married now, it seemed that Laura had made her choice, and just still liked to trifle with Perry.

Perry said he went to get information about the blackmailing, and to see if and how he could help them. And that he would let her know at breakfast. He kissed her deeply, said his knee felt better already, and then he held her tight. She delighted in his touch, secretly feeling sorry not accepting his offer to spend the night with him. Not that it would make any difference now.

The moment she heard a keycard in the door of her hotelroom, she was wide awake immediately, and held her breath. When she heard his heavy footsteps, she released a sigh and pretended to be asleep.

She felt him pulling up her covers. He spooned his broad body to her back, put his arm around her waist and held her tight. He buried his face in her hair.

She moaned softly, as if she was waking up.

" Della….. "

" Mmmm. This feels good."

She turned around in his embrace, and kissed him. She chuckled.

" You're still wearing your tux… and your shoes…."

" Della…." Something in his voice alarmed her.

" What's wrong? " She sat up and switched on the light next to her bed. He looked away from her exploring gaze.

" I went to the Robertsons…."

" Yes, you told me you were going there….."

" The police was there, asking Glenn about a murder….."

" A murder? "

" I took the defense of Glenn as he was answering questions about it."

" Of course you did, Perry. You told me you would help them if necessary. "

" When I went back, Laura thanked me for taking Glenn's defense. "

" So? " Her mind was already going through the practical details that resulted from his decision. First thing, she had to cancel their flight home tomorrow, then call Paul Drake jr. to get over here, set up an office in Perry's hotelroom, arrange things with the laundryservice of the hotel, maybe buy him some new shirts and ties, buy office supplies.

" Della…..."

" What's wrong, Perry? "

" I kissed her. " He got up from the bed.

She froze, as her mind travelled back in time. They had been through this before. Laura Robertson, Laura Martin before she got married to Glenn, had been one of the reasons why she had been so angry with Perry when he left to be a judge at the appeal court. He didn't tell Della, but for one reason or another, went to see Laura straight away when he was asked. It was partly because of Laura's conversation with him, he decided to take the judgeship. While he went away after his visit to Laura, just for a weekend, to think about it on his own, and to make up his mind, Laura had very happily come to Della to tell her all about his plans, and that she was so delighted to appear in front of him.

After that weekend, Della gave Perry no honest chance to explain himself to her as she felt so betrayed. He was angry with her for that, and for the fact that she didn't want to come with him. They had missed out for eight whole years, because of their stubbornness, stupid decisions, and misunderstandings. Then, at the very first moment she felt his arms around her again, she promised herself to never let anyone or anything come between them. As complicated as their relationship was sometimes, never again would she let herself be without him. She loved him and herself to much for that to happen again.

So now, she knew exactly what not to do.

" I kissed her. "

He sat down on the bedside again, holding his head while shaking it, expecting Della to be angry, or worse, sad.

How could he have been this stupid? It had started with the first sight of Laura tonight, and then the strange strong excitement when she had touched his hand, said that she had missed him, and kissed him on his cheek in the hotelbar. He had acted like a heated schoolboy. He was astonished and taken away by her powerful beauty, but he knew so very well from experience that that was all there was to her. She was smart, her knowledge of law and politics was considerate, but not extraordinary. No doubt she had also used her beauty to get to the top. She was nice and honest when it suited her, but if she wanted she could be as vicious and businesslike outside the courtroom as he was inside it.

So what the hell happened to him when she was around? What was this tension about? His ego? Was it his yearn to feel young again? To go back in time? To be without the damned cane? And, did he really want to know?

He felt Della sitting down next to him, moving close. He took in her scent, felt the softness of her skin, her warmth, the love of his life. He had to talk to her, that's what he came here for, but he felt embarrassed and sorry, wishing he could turn back time.

" Perry? " the soft tone of her voice surprised him. She squeezed his hand lightly.

He looked into her face, and was taken away by what he saw. Her face without make-up was as familiair to him as it was beautiful. The soft light lit up her hazel eyes. He didn't see anger. What he saw was some grief, but most of all there was tenderness. It touched him, made him weak.

" We've been through this before because of her, remember, Perry.…"

" I know, that's why…. " she stopped him by putting her indexfinger on his lips.

" What I did and said back then, and what you said, and how we felt, well, we talked about that. We agreed that it didn't help us. So, we should look at this in another perspective maybe….. "

He narrowed his eyes, trying to understand where she was going.

" You say you kissed her, now think about that. Did you kiss her, or did she kiss you? "

" What do you mean? "

" Did she move to kiss you, or did you move to kiss her? "

He remembered Laura put her hand on his chest when Glenn walked up the stairs, and she got on her toes to kiss him.

" She moved to me. "

Della swallowed, but the lump didn't go away completely.

" And what was it like? "

Della moved her hands to his neck to pull him close to her. She held his face, and looked into his questioning eyes.

" Was it like this? " she brushed her lips to his lightly.

" Or this? " she kissed him very short but firm.

" Or like this? " then she kissed him with her lips opened, nibbling his for a few seconds.

" Or this? " she trailed his lips with hers, very short sliding her tongue over his.

He smiled. She was so smart.

" Well…." He took a few seconds to decide how to play along.

" It wasn't like this….." He took her face in both hands, and kissed her passionately, parting her lips with his tongue.

" And it sure wasn't like this…." he whispered to her lips. He sought for her tongue with his, danced and played with it, while a small moan escaped his chest. They fell on the bed together, as he let go of her mouth to trail her jawline and kiss her neckside, then her collarbone, and the soft skin of the swell of her breast.

" I think you have to rest your case now…." she said, gasping for air. The lump in her throat had gone.

" I don't think I'm willing to move for a dismissal yet…..."

" Now, counselor….."

" Mmm-mmm. "

" Let me get you out of that tuxedo…. "

He marvelled at her while she took her time to gently undress him. She was all woman to him, all he needed, all he wanted. And all his, as she whispered the words he wanted to hear to his ear, softly sighing.

When their breathing steadied, she was in his arms, her body still heated. He kissed her swollen lips, tasted her sweat, and ravished in the scent of her sweetness.

" It might be a good idea to get some sleep now.…. " she whispered to his mouth.

" Della…." The loving strength of her reaction to his behavior tonight was still overwhelming him.

" Baby…" And now she moved right to his heart with her soft, husky voice.

" Whatever happens, please remember I will always be with you. I will always love you. " He kissed her, withholding his emotions.

" I'll make sure you'll remember, Perry Mason. And you better know that I'm not giving in, not ever. "