Disclaimer: Usual disclaimer stuff here.  It all belongs to the Mouse.  Or one of his affiliated companies.  At any rate, it doesn't belong to me.

Also, thank you so much to Amber, who has, in essence, become my Beta reader. 

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Chapter 7 - Worries

January 19th 1559

Lizzie and Gordo had now been in Old England for little over a week now, but to them it was beginning to feel like a lifetime.  Though each one missed their families, and wondered what was happening back in Hillridge without them, neither felt the pain of separation as much as they could have been.  By now, spring term would have started again, and Gordo dreaded to think what was happening to his GPA with him missing so many classes and assignments.

Oddly though, they were each beginning to enjoy each others company more than they had been before.  Of course they had always been best friends, but with the addition of the boyfriend/girlfriend status, they had each found new levels of friendship with each other.  Whilst they had to be careful not to let anyone from the time catch them doing anything (nothing they shouldn't be as girlfriend/boyfriend, but strictly 1st – 2nd base stuff), they nevertheless enjoyed their time immensely together.  This is what each of them had wanted for over 6 years now.  However, on this particular day there was something on each of their minds.

"Liz?  Do you think they're worried about us and searching for us?" Gordo asked a bit hesitantly one sunny afternoon in St. James's Palace.  This had been on his mind for a couple of days now.  He was astounded neither of them had brought it up before.  Judging by Lizzie's face, he wished he hadn't brought it up now.  It was a mixture of guilt, and worry.

"I… Don't know David."  She had taken to calling him David lately, as Gordo reminded her of their younger days, and with their change in their relationship, and she wanted to reflect their maturity. "I don't know what's going to happen in the future, or how we're going to get home, but somehow that doesn't worry me.  I should feel so much worse for feeling that, but I don't."

"I know exactly what you mean McGuire," Gordo replied, taking her hand in his, "I haven't been thinking as much about my parents as I have about… you."  They each leant in, but were interrupted by a loud booming, singing voice coming into the room they were sitting in. 

"Break it up dearies, no ding-ding without a wedding ring," the plump, red cheeked woman, breezing into the room.

"Oh, Matilda, we weren't doing anything we shouldn't have been doing," Gordo complained to the older woman.

"You're just lucky it was me that walked in on you and not one of the palace priests," she replied.

Little did they know that Matilda wasn't the only one who had seen them almost kissing.

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January 28th 2004

"Matt, this isn't funny.  It's a childish stunt, something I would have expected of you maybe 2 years ago, but not now."  Sam had been berating his son for a steady half hour now, without giving him time to interrupt.  Sam stopped for breath, and Matt took the opening.

"I wouldn't lie about something like this.  It's too big for that.  Dad, you have to look closer at the picture, and the book.  I haven't stuck it in, or altered pictures, or anything.  You have to believe me!"  Sensing the urgency in his sons' words, Sam took a closer look at the picture, running his finger nail all around the picture, to check it hadn't been glued down.  Finally, he looked up and stared Matt straight in the eye.

"Then what the hell is going on?" He questioned.

To be continued…

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So?  Yay or nay?

Thankyou to everyone who reviewed the last chapter and gave me the motivation to carry on.