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She woke to light kisses along her neck and face. A smile quickly forming on her face and voice thick with sleep, she said, "Good morning."

He kept his lips on her neck and mumbled, "Shh, I'm busy." She chuckled softly, craning her neck to allow him more room to work, closing her eyes at the pleasure. She loved him so much. She still had to pinch herself, not quite believing he was really here, with her. The time he was missing seemed like an eternity. She thought his clinginess would wear off once they went back to work and normalcy took over. That was not the case and she quite liked it. They had their moments of hectic work schedules but the level of attentiveness and adoration he showed her when they were together, not only alone but in public as well, was new. Maybe that was really the difference because he had always been attentive and adored her in the bedroom but he used to be more reserved when in public. Now he didn't care about anything but her. No second thoughts about appearances or propriety. He went with pure feeling now. He continued his ministrations with her neck, working his way back up her face until he was looking in her eyes. He waited for her to open them before he said, "It's not because you're a woman."

She stared blankly at him. Not understanding what he could possibly mean by that. Playing along she asked, "No? I quite thought it had something to do with it."

It suddenly occurred to him she had no idea what he was talking about and laughed lightly. "No, our suspect is not after you because you're a woman. There's something more. I just don't know why yet. But I do know there is a difference between his notes and your other…fan mail."

She arched an eyebrow. "Oh." She put a hand on his cheek, stroking his beard with her thumb. "Well, that's good then." She kissed him quickly then pulled back to give him a mischievous look before saying, "Lucien, let's talk about this later."

She flipped them so abruptly it took his breath away and he grinned up at her. It still amazed him how she could be so small but so strong. He simply responded, "Yes, dear." Both were smiling big when their mouths met again in a passionate kiss. Lucien broke the kiss to say, "I'll take you to work and then pick you up for lunch. How does that sound?"

Jean was kissing her way down his collar bone to his chest and, mirroring his statement moments ago, mumbled, "Shh, I'm busy."

Lucien dropped Jean off at her office, checking in with Peter at the front desk. He decided to pop by the station to see how Matthew was doing. They didn't have much to go on at this point. Seeing his friend sitting at his desk as he rounded the corner, he said, "Matthew, any news?"

Matthew shook his head. "I'm looking into previous council decisions, especially ones where Jean's decision may have carried some weight. We're going to start interviewing other council members in a few minutes, see if they've received any notes or seen anything. If you're good, I'll let you sit in." He finished with a grin.

He smiled at his friend. "Scout's honor."

Matthew chuckled. "Oh, no you don't. We already determined you were never a scout." Lucien slapped Matthew on the back.

"Right you are."

He ran into Jean in the hall just outside her office. "Hello, my darling. Ready for lunch?"

She smiled and said, "I just need to grab something from my desk." He followed her into her office, waiting just inside the door.

When she got to her desk, she noticed a note, much like the previous ones. She picked it up along with the folder it was resting on, hoping that Lucien didn't notice. He did notice her smile fade though as she was reading something.

'Cambridge Park – 10pm – Come Alone'

Squinting his eyes at her, he asked, "Everything alright, love?" She quickly stuffed the note in the folder.

"Yes." She smiled, hoping it reached her eyes. "Yes, of course. Shall we?" Something told him not to believe her. There was something amiss. He looked at her, trying to read her. She chanced a look at him and asked, "What?"

Giving her a quick smile, he dropped it, shaking his head and taking her hand. "Nothing. Nothing at all."

Lunch was lovely but Lucien couldn't help but think Jean seemed a bit preoccupied. She scoffed at him when he told her such, saying it was just work. The ride home was quiet. She gave him a kiss when they walked through the front door and scurried off to take care of some housework. He stared after her. Something was off. He gave an exasperated sigh and turned toward the surgery. There were a few patients coming this afternoon that he needed to tend to.

Jean couldn't remember ever lying to Lucien. She didn't like it one bit. She felt awful but she needed to see what this was about and who was behind these notes. She couldn't risk him getting hurt and the note did say to come alone. Surely, she could handle whatever this person wanted. What she wasn't sure of was how she was going to manage to slip away from Lucien without him noticing. First thing first, she'd have to bluff her way through dinner. She knew he was already suspicious. She finished the rest of the housework and went to prepare dinner. Fortunately, Matthew and Alice joined them for dinner. They were able to distract Lucien from questioning her.

Alice had gone home and Matthew went to bed. Jean was in the study finishing up some work, at least that was her story to Lucien. He went on to bed, never imagining that she would leave the house on her own at night. He came out of the studio in his trousers and a half-unbuttoned shirt, focused on dragging his wife to bed. "Jean?" He went room to room, his smile fading, until he made his way to the study. She wasn't there and the hair stood on the back of his neck. He noticed the folder she had grabbed was open on the desk. He read the note and closed his eyes. "No, she wouldn't." He looked at the clock, 9:55. "Matthew?!" He yelled as he ran to the studio to grab his shoes.

Matthew came out of his room in a hurry. "What is it?!"

Out of breath, Lucien answered, "It's Jean. She snuck out to meet this bugger! We need your car." Matthew was confused but moved quickly.

Lucien explained what he knew while they were on the road. "Bloody hell. What the hell was she thinking?" He closed his eyes, wishing the car would go as fast as his heart was beating. Please be okay, Jean. Please…be okay.