A/N: I am terribly sorry for the long wait but I was really stuck with this chapter. Please forgive me.

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Chapter 25

Eleanor was carefully dusting a few books on the large bookshelf while Mort was staring blankly at the bright screen of his computer. Eleanor placed one of the books in its original place before she picked another one from her lap and started dusting it too. The title got her interest and she slowly opened the book without Mort noticing her doing so.

She flipped through the pages until something fell upon her lap. She frowned and took her eyes away from the book and picked up the object from her lap. It was a relatively old photo of Mort and a strikingly beautiful blonde woman. Eleanor cocked her head to the side and noticed the wide smile on Mort's face for she had never seen anything quite like it. She didn't think she had seen him smiling like that and he hadn't. Her gaze left his happy face and studied the surrounding's of the photo. They seemed to be in front of a lake and she looked at Mort's hand that was visible in the photo since he was holding the woman close to him by her shoulder. A wedding band adorned his finger and suddenly realization dawned at her. The woman was his wife. She closed the book suddenly alarmed and bit her lip for the action broke Mort out of his reverie.

"Something wrong?" he asked as he pushed back his chair and stood up to approach her.

"No. Nothing's wrong." She said quickly as she tried in vain to hide the picture back where she found it.

"What have you got there?" he asked amused as he looked down at her lap.

"Nothing. Are we going for shopping or not?" she asked to change the subject as she still fumbled with the picture.

"Yes…Seriously though what's…" he trailed off as he snatched the book from her lap only to finally notice what had her in such frenzy. His hand reached for the photo and he stared at it like he had never seen it before. He raised his eyes from the happy couple portrayed in the picture and looked at her with confusion.

"Was it in the book?" he asked hoarsely and Eleanor nodded hesitantly. Mort's eyes left her face to look once again at the picture before he handed her the book and then proceeded to rip the photo into tiny little pieces, his face unreadable as he did so. He closed the pieces inside his fist before he turned and emptied his hand into the garbage bin right next to his desk. He looked at her again and cleared his throat.

"Finish with those and then we'll leave for the shops. All right, Ellie?" he said before he disappeared into the bathroom, shutting the door firmly behind him.

Eleanor stared at the door before she sighed and continued with the books.

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Mort closed the door of the car as he finished putting the bags inside and reached into his pocket.

"Shit." He cursed as he looked at Eleanor who was standing next to the car.

"What?" she asked as she looked up at him.

"I forgot to get something. Wait here. I won't be long." He said as he rushed back inside the shop. Eleanor sighed and massaged the back of her neck to relieve some of the ache she felt there. A couple right next to the car was loading their things inside their own car when the woman paused to look at her. Eleanor noticed as the woman turned to the man and whispered something to him before the woman started walking towards Eleanor with measured footsteps.

"Excuse me…Are you here by yourself?" she asked and Eleanor frowned.

"Um no…Why?"

"I think I've seen you before." The woman stated and Eleanor was confused for she had no idea who that woman was.

"I am sorry but I do not know you." Eleanor said before she turned to look towards the entrance of the shop.

"Were you ever in the newspapers?" the woman asked and Eleanor shook her head no.

"I see…So, you're not lost or anything." The woman stated.

"No." Eleanor looked at her like she had grown two heads.

"Okay. I am sorry." The woman apologized and with a last look at her she turned and walked back to her husband.

Eleanor watched them go with a deep frown and confusion written all over her face.

"Ellie?" Mort asked as he leaned down to peck her cheek with a cigarette placed between his fingers.

"I'm fine." She muttered as she shook her head. Her eyes widened when she saw him lighting the cigarette.

"I didn't know you smoked." She said and he placed the pack inside his pocket.

"I don't. It's bad for my health but right now…I don't care." He murmured as he placed the cigarette between his lips and lifted her from her chair to place her inside the car. Eleanor wrinkled her nose at the smell of smoke but didn't say anything. He shut the door and got in beside her before he drove away from the super market's parking lot. Mort turned to look at her and frowned.

"Something happened?" he asked as he placed a hand upon her knee.

"A woman came and talked me. She seemed strange." She said and he looked confused.

"What did she say?"

"She thought she had seen me before. She even asked if I've been in the newspaper." Eleanor said and Mort shrugged.

"Maybe she confused you with someone else." He suggested and she nodded.

"Yeah…maybe." She murmured and he smiled.

"Hungry yet?" he asked and she shrugged.

"A bit." She said quietly as he took his hand away and sped up the car.

Eleanor was getting comfortable to go to sleep when Mort joined her under the covers.

"Did you hear anything about Isabel's murderer?" Mort asked as he removed his glasses and turned onto his side to mold his body behind hers.

'No. Nothing." Eleanor murmured as she leaned back into him. He slid his hand under her waist and effectively rolled her over so she was facing him. He kissed her forehead as he used his hand to push back tendrils of her hair.

"That woman in the photo was your…"

"Yes." He said thickly as he gazed down at her. He used his finger to trace her nose and she snuggled closer into him as one of her hands wrapped around his torso.

"Aren't you going to ask more?" he asked with a raised eyebrow and she shook her head.

"Nope."

"And you're not expecting me to talk?"

"Nope."

"Really?"

"Yes." She said and he smirked.

"Are you sleepy?"

"Yes."

"Hmm…So I can't kiss you?"

"That depends." She murmured and he frowned.

"On what?"

"On what kind of kiss we're talking about." She said and he laughed.

"Well…that's up to you now, isn't it?" he said as he cupped the back of her head as she nuzzled into his chest.

"I suppose it is…" she said quietly as she leaned up to kiss him. He kissed her back before he groaned and rolled them over until he was on top of her. They didn't speak for a long time after that.

A loud knock on the door woke Mort up early the next morning. He raised his head from the pillow and gently pried Eleanor off of him before he put on his pants and robe and headed for the front door.

He walked down the stairs while rubbing his eyes before he unlocked the door.

"May I help you?" he asked the moment he opened his door.

"Mr. Rainey?" a tall man in a suit, followed by a few policemen asked and Mort frowned, immediately alarmed.

"Yes?"

"You're under arrest for the kidnapping of Ms. Eleanor Peterson." The man said and Mort's eyes widened impossibly as he gazed at the man in horror and shock. He could only watch as the officers entered the house in search of Eleanor while the man held him by the shoulder, effectively blocking him from moving.

End of chapter 25

Author's note: Thank you for reading! I know it was short but we did have quite a turn of events, didn't we? Please review! Thoughts and opinions are always welcome! :)