A/N Again thanks to Loki's Only Love for looking this over...After all of the heaviness in the last couple of chapters, I decided that a bit of fluff would be nice but it does keep with the story so I hope that you enjoy... Updated 3/24...Winterluna was kind enough to make me realize that I wasn't good at showing Sophie's emotions in this chapter so I hope the additions I made remedy that...

Disclaimer: I own none of the recognizable names or characters...

10.

Meredith left soon after giving me her cell phone number so that I could reach her.

"Well, that was something," Claire stated once she left.

I nodded. "It was."

I went to get a drink of water. Upon returning to the den I heard the door open. Before I could do anything else, warm, familiar arms wrapped around my waist as a kiss was placed on my neck. I smiled happy that he was home. I immediately turned around to return the greeting to Charlie by brushing my lips across his. He wasn't satisfied with that so he pulled me closer and deepened our kiss. I wrapped my arms behind his neck to get even closer but a loud throat clearing had me dropping my arms and stepping away from my husband who didn't look happy at being interrupted. I smiled at him thinking that his expression was adorable.

"Should I leave?" Claire asked teasingly.

I blushed at her words, embarrassed that she caught me basically mauling her grandson. But Charlie only grinned sheepishly before turning towards her. "No, Gran. I'll behave myself for now."

She laughed at his words. "Do I get a greeting?"

His hands left my waist as he went over to Claire and kissed her cheek. "Hello Gran." I couldn't help the frown on my face at the loss of contact.

"Hi dear," she told him patting his cheek affectionately.

"How was work?" I asked him.

"Good..." he started.

"Charlie," I said in a tone that showed I knew he wasn't being completely honest.

He sighed unhappily. "The cases I've been given are not great..."

"How so?" I asked.

"I knew that when I took the time off for our wedding and honeymoon that they would have to give the cases I hasn't finished and new ones to other lawyers but I thought that by now I would be given back the better cases again."

I went to him and wrapped my arms around him, resting my head on his shoulder. His hands instinctively wrapped round me to rest on my waist-though a little too close to my behind for comfort considering Claire was still in the room. "I'm sorry Charlie."

"What are you sorry about?" he asked curiously.

"I'm sorry that your bosses don't see what I see."

"And what's that?"

"That you are a brilliant lawyer who loves what he does and likes to help out people in any way that he can."

He leaned back before cupping my cheek with one hand and bringing his lips to mine. I savored their taste for a few moments before ending the kiss since I didn't think that Claire would want to see us making out again.

"What do you two ladies think about getting something to eat," Charlie suddenly asked clearing his throat.

Claire and I both laughed at his choice of timing before agreeing. He must have been a bit uneasy at having his grandmother in the room even though it didn't seem to bother him earlier.

"I bought roast beef, potatoes and vegetables for dinner," Claire said. "We can tell him the story while dinner is baking."

I could have argued that she was a welcomed guest and that she didn't need to cook but it would have fallen on deaf ears. So I acquiesced to her suggestion but I still told her that I was helping.

"What story?" Charlie asked looking curious and following us into the kitchen. As I helped Claire get the ingredients out I began telling Charlie about the letter and meeting Meredith with Claire interjecting from time to time to add more details. By the time we finished the story dinner was ready and we were sitting down to eat.

"What can I do to help?" Charlie asked surprising me.

"Well, first we need to narrow down the number of Jonathan Millers. It's a common name," I answered.

"What kind of job does he have?" Charlie inquired. "And does he live in London?"

"I didn't think to ask," I admitted to him. "I guess I just got caught up in her story. Though I am willing to bet that he is in London."

Claire swallowed her sip of wine. "Me too."

"I'll call her." I got up and went to the den to grab my cell phone where I had programmed her number in it earlier when she gave it to me. I found the number and hit send. It rang four times before her voicemail clicked on. I left her a brief message asking her to call me back. Returning to the table, I relayed what happened to Charlie and Claire.

"Maybe she'll call back soon," Claire said optimistically.

I smiled at her. "Before she does I should see if there are any more questions that we neglected to ask so that when she does call I can ask them."

E/N The next chapter should be up next Monday...