Chapter Seven

"Ok Vic, just what were you trying to pull last night" Mike asked as he entered her office with two large coffees.

"You look like hell Mike, what time did you get to bed, and where?"

"Late, and none of your business. Now answer my question. What's going on, why are you suddenly playing matchmaker for me?"

"Look I really did have work to do last night." She started.

"Uh ha, sure you did" Mike interrupted.

"I did. But I also get the feeling she likes you, and you don't exactly look at her like she's chopped liver. Did you have a good time or not?"

"Actually I had a very nice evening. She really is a fascinating woman. Funny, well educated, obviously beautiful." He said.

"Obviously" Vicky said more to herself than Mike.

"And she's mysterious. I keep getting the feeling that there is something different about her, but can't pin it down. Know what I mean?"

"Yea, I do. But I'm sure whatever it is she'll tell you when she's ready. So are you going to see her again?" Vicky tried to sound casual.

"We're meeting at the station for lunch, care to join us?"

"What and be the third wheel? No thanks."

Just before sunset Vicky headed over to Henry's condo.

When Henry opened his door he just stood in the doorway.

"Are you going to let me in or do you want to talk in the hall?"

He backed up and she walked in and sat down.

"What's going on Victoria? I need some answers here."

"You know you're the second man to ask me that question today? Victoria huh, must be in a really good mood." Henry just looked at her.

"Ok, what were do you want me to begin."

Later.

"Tell me more about these vitamins or whatever they are, what sort of herbs are they?"

"Henry I was a history minor, not chemistry. That's something you'll have to ask your sister. Wow, I can't believe I just said that. She is your sister isn't she Henry?" Vicky asked.

"Yes, but what makes you believe her" he asked.

"I googled her. Wonderful thing computers. Much faster than going through old history books. Katherine Carey, daughter of Mary. Who just happened to be Ann Boleyn's sister and Henry's second mistress. It was never proven but all you have to do is look at that red hair of hers to believe it. What happened between you, why did you lose touch? It's pretty obvious that you didn't expect to see her in my office."

"After I met Christina I began to distance myself from all of my friends and family. I couldn't very well show up at court when I was supposed to be dead. Before that I was too wrapped up in my pampered life to think much about anyone else. I was about 7 or 8 when she went to live with some relative in the country. I never saw her after that."

"I'm sorry Henry, that must have been lonely for you."

"I was too self absorbed to be lonely. I really was a spoiled brat. It's no wonder Ann Boleyn wanted to poison me."

"Why didn't you sense her when you got back to Toronto?"

"I probably did, just had my mind focused on other things." He smiled at her.

"I can now. And I know she's not alone. She's with a mortal right now."

"She's with Mike."

"Celluci? Why?" Henry was amazed at this bit of news.

"She says he's her lifemate"

Shock took on a whole new meaning when she looked at Henrys face.