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Dot opened the back door and saw Mr. Butler in the kitchen with dishes in his hand.
"Miss Williams," said Mr. Butler deftly. "I didn't expect you today." Dot nodded. "I can not sit at home forever, George needs a childhood and daily routine."
"Very wise of you Dorothy, but also sad when you think about it." "That's right, but life must go on especially for George." said Dot with a sad smile on his lips. Mr. Butler put the dishes on the shelf and looked over his shoulder.
"Where is George?"
"With his grandmother, Hugh's mother." Mr. Butler smiled. "How sweet of you."
"I never have to ask," Dot said. "George is her piece from heaven, but now I'm going to bring breakfast to Miss Fisher." Mr. Butler turned to Dot. "Miss Fisher is not in the house." and had to remember the telephone conversation with Dr MacMillan.

"Mr. Butler, tell Phryne it's serious."
"The Inspector?"
"She should hurry ..."

"Oh, long party night?" Dot asked but knew that there must be another reason. Because Mr Butler's face spoke a language of its own. "Dr. MacMillan had called last night, or rather, this morning. She said it's urgent." He did not have to mention that Miss Fisher was now in the hospital.
Dot looked while she wondered at the kitchen clock. Should she help Miss Fisher? Should she stand next to her? Maybe, Dot should just sit down and wait until Miss Fisher feels the same pain.
"I'll be right back, I forgot something." Dot said and closed the door. Mr. Butler knew where she wanted to go and he knew, that from now on everything will be fine.

***
On the way to the hospital, Dot had to think about many things. After all, she was not very nice to Miss Fisher the last time. A toy car, what a meaningless discussion. It became little George's favorite car, he even sleeps with his car from aunt Phryne.
Hugh's mother looked shocked at the toy car in the morning but said nothing.
At the hospital, Dot was looking for Miss Fisher, and an uneasy gut feeling accompanied her. Last night while Dot lay awake in bed, she thought of the love between the Inspector and Miss Fisher. Even if this love did not look like real love. Both, Miss Fisher and the Inspector felt love. Only another way to show love.

"Miss Fisher! "Dot shouted from afar as she saw Miss Fisher sitting on the floor with her head on her knees.
"Miss, is everything ok?" An inappropriate question, even Dot knew that. Phryne wiped her hair out of her face and looked up. When she saw Dot, she was glad to see her. Dot knelt down on the floor in front of Miss Fisher and looked into her tired face.

"I suggest, you wash your face. The last night is still clearly visible in your face."
"I'm just stressed and tired." said Phryne.
"Exactly," said Dot and pointed to the door behind her. "I'll take care of everything and you'll wash your face." Phryne smiled tiredly. "Thanks, Dot," Miss Fisher said and got up from the floor.

Dot entered the hospital room and saw the inspector asleep in bed.
Next to his bed, Dot saw a large bowl standing on a chair. Miss Fisher would have taken care of Hugh as well, if he had been in that bed. Dot's inner feeling told her very clearly that there was a special bond between the Inspector and Miss Fisher.
Dot never understood Hugh, when he talked about soulmate. But if that's true what Hugh said, Miss Fisher is the Inspector's soulmate. Dot always tried, but she never found such a relationship with Hugh.
Dot had to think about it, Hugh had always tried, but it never really worked. Maybe it was because Hugh always saw himself as the man in the house, as the protector and never as a soulmate.

The windows were closed, Dot could not even hear the birds but she could almost hear the silence in the room.
"What did you say?" Dot asked as she realized that the Inspector had said something Unfortunately too quiet to understand. Hugh was always fascinated by the deep trust that the Inspector had.
"Inspector, please, what did you say?" Dot asked again. But nothing, he was asleep again. The door opened and Dot saw Miss Fisher standing in the doorway. Her face was now completely without make-up. Dot reaized now how much love Miss Fisher had for the Inspector.
"Thanks, Dot," said Miss Fisher. Dot looked to the Inspector and then to Miss Fisher.
"You love him?" Dot asked.
Miss Fisher avoided Dot's look, but nodded as she looked at Dot again. "I have already seen your ring," Dot said.
"I think the Inspector can be happy that he found you." Dot said and got up from the chair. "I don't know if you can said found when you talk about your soulmate.
"You think we are soulmate?" Miss Fisher asked sat down next to Jack and touched his cheek. "Yes,"said Dot with a slight smile. "I can see it in your eyes, when you look at him or when you touch him." Phryne looked up from Jack.

"I can deal with losses, I had enough in my life, but..." "But with the Inspector it is different, right." Dot interrupted her. "Yes it's different with Jack." Phryne said.

"Phryne..." She heard Jack's weak voice. "You are here," he said and looked at her with half-opened eyes.
"Jack." Phryne said with trembling voice and gave him a kiss. "Don't cry," Jack whispered with feverish eyes.
"I do not cry," Phryne said and Jack closed his eyes with exhaustion.
"I saw you in my...dreams," said Jack exhausted from the fever. "Take my hand, please," said Jack slowly." I hope it is not a dream."