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Ch. 14

Kilwillie's bright, huge, smile showed itself upon the door opening. I couldn't help but smile back; this was one change I liked for the better. And I guarantee the change would have been liked even if Gully and I hadn't taken a shine to each other. No, this man really loved Molly and treated her like a queen. Oh, Gully hadn't done anything wrong towards her when Matthew and I first became aware of the two, but after a point it just hadn't seemed right that the two be together. Oh, well, that was neither here nor there; what mattered was I talk privately to Molly.

"Follow me…" the man kept up his cherry disposition as he lead me to another room. "Molly, Caci here to see you." He then graciously left us alone.

"So, what brings you here on this bright afternoon?" Her face fell when I told her I was leaving. "Why? I thought things were going so well between you and Gully." Deciding I had nothing to lose I told her everything. Her eyes widened a bit, but then the woman asked if I really needed to go.

"I have no choice; Janet's got to be set straight." I wasn't surprised when Molly's grin came back as she said surely once that was done I could come back.

"Thing is I don't think Gully wants me back." I wasn't about to tell her of Roark's doubts on the matter. I also managed not to cry although I'm sure my good friend saw tears fighting to break their boundaries.

"Nonsense, he's stubborn and a bit more prideful than he should be, but he loves you." I then told her he was refusing to see me off.

"Please, let him know I do love him; I never faked anything…especially when it came to that." I gave a faint smile, hugged Molly and then headed back to pack.

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Molly had gone to the window and watched Caci leave. The woman hated the idea of anyone having to go straighten something out without a proper goodbye from someone they'd grown to love. So, without another word she headed off to her old home and found Gully in his office working away as usual.

"Gully, Caci just came by to tell me she had to return to her hold home with that cousin, Roark." Molly eyed the man closely as he continued working.

"Ya, so, what?" Gully stopped what he was doing long enough to look up at Molly in the doorway, but then went back to work.

"Gully, you're being far too stubborn over this. The poor girl never deceived us. If we asked her any questions, she answered honestly. So, why are you acting like Caci lied to you all this time?" Her question showed Caci had done more than simply say good-bye.

"Still not seeing her off," Gully grumbled, not answering the question asked of him.

"Why what are you afraid of? Pain is part of life. No sorrow, no joy." Molly paused and spoke softly, "So, what are you doing here?"

Gully sighed, admitted he was afraid of Caci not coming back. "I feel lost enough now as it is."

"You'll feel worse if you don't go see her before she and that cousin of hers leave." Molly was relieved when Gully laid his things down, told her good-bye and hurried out the door to his truck.

If I'd known that talking to Molly had indeed gotten through to Gully, I'd not have been so glum in packing, but I didn't. That being the case, I wasn't exactly looking as if I was on top of the world. Darn Scotsman, why did that male have to be so addicting? Why couldn't he have turned out to be a horrible, massive, jerk? Then my leaving wouldn't have been so hard.

"We best get out of here." Roark had been downstairs while Mrs. Bryant asked far too many questions; at least that was my guess. Soon enough we were at the stone building I remember Gully waiting at in season six.

"Let's go inside. I have to talk to a friend before we leave." That shouldn't have surprised me about my cousin, but it did. I didn't know the man knew anyone here.

The room was nothing fancy and, since I'd never seen inside of it on the show, I wasn't sure if it had been redone or not. The counter might as well have been borrowed from a bank at the turn of the twentieth century or maybe even stuck in the nineteenth and the rest of the space was nothing but wide space with a few barren seats. In fact, with the exception of the office, there were no other rooms in the building. Roark disappeared into the office, and then came out. What had gone on I suspected I'd never know for he spoke no word other as he ushered me out the door.

I was surprised, but pleased to see Gully stand up from where he'd been sitting. He gave me a small smile and offered to carry my bags. "We're not going that far, but okay." I noticed Roark hung back and let us have our privacy.

"I didn't think you'd come." I kept my voice low as I glanced up at Gully.

"I wasn't going to, but Molly can be quite persuasive." He chuckled when I let out something akin to 'yup, that's Molly for you'. When it came to Molly, I was relieved the changed dynamics hadn't altered the woman's personality.

"I love you, Caci." Gully didn't care who was around and he gathered me gently into his arms. I think Roark was taking pity on us for he turned his head while Gully kissed me. "Promise me you'll come back." His mouth spoke against my ear as Roark turned back around.

"I promise, one way or another, I'll come back." My cousin did not miss my eyes setting in stone. I fully expected him to give me a lecture; however, he surprised me and did no such thing… even when we were on his helicopter heading back to the island.