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Chapter-25
After making sure everything was secure in the bookstore, Abby put the alarm on as she closed and locked the backdoor. Walking the short connecting pathway to the Davies home, Abby paused to take a deep breath as a calming yet chilly wind blew across her face. Reflecting back on recent events, she comes to realize just how important Wilfred had become in her life. Was it possible she was in love? One thing was certain; Wilfred was very special to her.
Inside the Davies home, Mary sat near her son while running her hand through his hair, she begin to speak to him from her heart. "Wilfred sweetheart, I want you to rest and let me talk," leaning over she kissed his forehead as he lay stretched out on the couch.
"When you came back to me it was a miracle, just like the day I learned I was pregnant with you, I've never been happier." Mary smiled softly before continuing, "but I've been selfish keeping you all to myself, I've seen the longings in your eyes, seen you searching to understand, and knew it was for the life you couldn't remember; the reason you have these painful headaches."
Wilfred refused to stay silent, "Mom please don't say that, wanting me with you wasn't selfish and Dr. Steward said the memories need to come back on their own. The headaches are just a side effect from that, I'm sure the doctor could give me something for it."
"Sweetheart, I know your father agrees with Dr. Steward, but sometimes in life you have to do what you believe is right", Mary sighed, "After Abby told me what happened, I realized that I needed to do what I believe is right. Wilfred I think this Jack...No, I know he's someone very special in your life. Tomorrow you and I are going to Cardiff."
Wilfred frowned; he was confused. Why did his mother want to take him to Cardiff? And what did she know about this Jack person? Before he could question her, Abby entered the room.
Opening the steel clad double glazed door to the kitchen of the Davies' home, Abby quietly entered the family room to find Mother and son in a deep conversation regarding Wilfred's health. Abby cleared her throat to let them know she had returned as she took a seat in the matching red wingback chair across from Mary. Although Abby was smiling Mary notice she seemed troubled.
"Abby is anything wrong?" Mary asked with concerned.
Taking a deep breath Abby nervously spoke, Mrs. Davies, Wilfred, I hope you won't be upset with me, but while I was in the bookstore, I used the emergency contact information and called Mr. Davies. Seeing Wilfred like that scared me and I really believe you need Mr. Davies here, I'm sorry if I over stepped my boundaries," as a silent tear slid down her cheek, she had felt so helpless. "I only want to help."
Mary stood, walking toward Abby and embracing her. "You did nothing wrong dear, he would have wanted to know, thank you. I don't know what I would have done without you tonight."
Wilfred smiled as he watched the two most important women in his life embrace, feeling left out he let out a loud sigh before saying "Sick man on the couch could use some attention" as he arched his eyebrow with a smile.
Mary and Abby both laugh as they returned to their seats near Wilfred, Abby holding his hand as Mary once again kissed his forehead, remembering how he'd arch his eyebrow as a child to get his way.
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Three vehicles sped toward a home in Newport on Alvington Road with great urgency, each driver with their own agenda.
Dr. Michael Steward gripped the steering wheel of his black Jaguar as he drove with fierce determination to reach the Davies home. The fallout from this could be devastating both personally and professionally. Flashbacks of his poverty stricken childhood played out in his mind, he'd had to struggle and fight for everything he had, even in college. He was brilliant enough to earn a scholarship to one of the most prestigious schools, but always treated like a charity case among his wealthy peers. It was the memory of their mockery that he used as a driving force to achieve greatness. Now it was his turn to look down his nose at them. Colin was the only true friend he'd ever had; in College he'd always treated him as his equal. Michael knew he had to do whatever it took to protect what he had achieved, his legacy and what he was destined to accomplish in the near future with his secret device. He was determined to stop Wilfred, if he had to kill him, he would.
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As Jack and his team entered Newport his phone rang causing him to growl "not now" under his breath. Seeing it was his contact he pulled the SUV over to the side of the road and quickly got out. Owen and Gwen frowned in confusion, wondering what was so important that Jack would stop instead of going directly to Ianto. Listening to the voice on the other end, Jack felt himself tense as a surge of venomous rage went through his body. Getting back in the SUV Jack swore vehemently, "Toshiko, how much farther"?
Tosh caught Jack facial expression in the mirror and knew that once again Jack's instincts were right, 'this wasn't going to end well'.
"Jack we're just two block away", Tosh replied, praying with everything in her that Ianto wasn't hurt.
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Wilfred Davies senior was a man with a mission; Dr. Steward or himself needed to get to his home immediately. If Wilfred Junior's past memory should start to fully emerge all of his lies would be exposed. He shuddered at the thought of losing Mary in the fallout from his deceit, it would be devastating, learning he'd subjected their son to an experimental procedure for reasons she would consider selfish...
"Oh God, what am I going to do!?" Wilfred shouted, looking at his watch. Stopping his car in a rest area, he pulled out his mobile to call Mary and breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing their son was resting, Wilfred senior informed his wife that he had contacted Dr. Steward and he should be there within minutes.
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The black Jaguar pulled into the double-width driveway that led to a single integral garage and Dr. Steward hastily left his car with his medical bag after checking he was at the right location, walking swiftly along the small front lawn that boasted a mature boundary conifer, to the steel clad double front door, decorated with frosted glass windows.
Ringing the doorbell to the Davies home, Dr. Steward was greeted by Abby who had been informed of his impending arrival. As Abby closed the door behind Dr. Steward she failed to notice the black SUV that had pulled up in front of the Davies home on the street or the driver that leapt from the driver's side before storming toward the house.
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