O.K., I'm back with more Frank and Eva…hope that aren't any boos and hisses going on.  Anyhoo, this is what happened while Frank was back at the castle getting all drugged up "and stuff."  Columbia is a hero.  This summary sucks, so please R/R.  P.S. – Ummm, if you haven't read Frank's Desire, this may not make too much sense.

            Eva lay in bed, tears streaming down her face.  She hadn't left her room in days…and, quite frankly, she didn't have any desire to.  She had fully recovered from whatever drug the strange "nurse" injected her with, and her unborn child was unharmed as well.  She was persuaded to move from her apartment "just in case" and moved into one on the other side of Denton.  She couldn't get Frank off of her mind…she was carrying his child, but some people had the gull to tell her to forget about him.  She would never forget.

            Sleep.  When Eva was awake, all she wanted to be was asleep.  While unconscious, she was with Frank.  It never failed; as soon as she began to drift off, there he was.  At first there were nightmares about the day that everything happened…images of the red headed nurse doing horrible things to Frank while Eva lay helplessly on the floor and what may be happening to him now.  Eventually, Eva forced those scenes from her mind and instead dreamt of the simplest things such as making Frank dinner when he came home from work…and the erotic situations that she and Frank always seemed to wind up in afterward.

            She never had an appetite, but knew that she had to eat for the sake of the baby.  Eva's mother, Audrey, always made sure that her daughter was taking care of herself.

            "Eva, how are you feeling today, honey?" Audrey asked.

            "Mom, do you think he'll ever see the baby?" Eva replied softly.

            Audrey was a little dumbfounded; Eva had hardly said a word out loud about Frank being gone, she had been keeping it all inside.  She sat on her daughter's bed and stroked her hair.  Trying not to shed tears, she answered, "I wish I knew, baby.  I also wish I could say that everything will be fine, but I don't know, for sure, that I'd be right."

            "You loved him too, didn't you?"

            "Oh, of course I did.  I know how happy he made you…he was wonderful to you."

            "Do you think he'd be a good father?"

            "If he showed your child a fraction of the love he showed you, he'd be a wonderful father."

            Eva started to cry and she rested her head on her mother's shoulder.  "I miss him so much, mom.  I want him back more than anything in the world…I have the most awful feeling that something terrible has happened to him…I know he wouldn't just leave…"  She began to sob openly…she'd done that a lot in the privacy of her home, but never in front of anyone…she just didn't have the ability to be strong by herself anymore.