Chapter 11.

"There's no two ways Peter Tanner sticks like glue to the story that they where hired to do the job," Cheryl told Steve. They were stood outside Rachel's room along with Mark. "I know its hard Steve, but I believe him,"

"There's got to be some explanation for this being found there?" He said holding out the paper clipping that Jack had found.

"Could the person that hired him have given him it?" Mark asked.

"Could of been," Cheryl answered. "But it doesn't really make any sense, its not if its a modern article with an updated picture of Rachel,"

"Did forensic find any thing else?" Steve asked. Cheryl shook her head.

"Not as yet but they're still there," She told them with a sense of frustration. "Amanda's still doing the autopsy, but I doubt that it will tell us any more than we already know," Steve gave a sigh, but looked at his tired looking colleague.

"Go home and get some sleep Cheryl," He told her. "Nobody thinks straight for 24 hours with out any sleep,"

"Hah you're a fine one to talk," She commented.

"Exactly," He smirked. "I speak with from experience," Mark to smiled.

"Can I remind you of that?" Mark asked his son. Steve just grinned at his father.

"Not if I don't first," Cheryl told them a grin on her face. "But you are right,"

"Now all we've got to do is persuade Jesse to go home and sleep," Mark said. Thinking of the younger doctor that was still in the room with Rachel.

"Tell him I'll give him a lift home, then there is no excuse," Cheryl answered. Steve looked at his partner one eyebrow slightly lifted. "What?" She asked innocently.

"Nothing," He commented. Mark came back out of Rachel's room with Jesse and the two of them left.

"Do you think there might be something going on there?" Mark asked. Steve gave a shrug.

"Probably if they both can get round the idea," It was Rachel who had spoken Steve moved forward.

"I thought you were still asleep," She gave a smile.

"What has been found out then?" She asked.

"Rachel!" Mark warned.

"Oh come on you probably know more about what happened to me than me," She told them. Mark looked at Steve and gave a nod.

"One of the men is in custody," Steve told her, then gave a sigh. "But the other is dead,"

"Dead how?" She asked shocked.

"Shot probably by who ever hired them," Steve sighed. He looked at her not sure whether to say something about the newspaper clipping or not.

"And?" She asked. Mark moved forward.

"At the dead mans apartment a newspaper clipping was found about your parent's deaths," A frown settled on her face.

"That doesn't make sense,"

"We know," Steve said with the same sense of frustration that Cheryl had expressed. Rachel looked up at Mark.

"How much longer do I have to be in here?" She asked. Mark sighed and looked at his watch.

"Looks like Jesse won that one," He said with a smile.

"What's that ?" Steve asked him.

"Oh Jack and Jesse had a bet on as to how long it was going to take her to ask that question." He smiled. Steve smiled, as did Rachel. "Jesse won,"

"How much?" Rachel asked with a smile.

"An uncontested day off when he wants it," He told. Steve chuckled.

" That's all very well but it didn't answer my question," Rachel said to them.

"How do you feel?" Mark asked her. "I want a truthful answer from you young lady," He warned her. Rachel nodded and knew that he would probably see straight through her if she lied.

"The headache bothers me from time to time," She answered truthfully. "But I have eaten," Mark nodded he knew exactly how much she had eaten and what. Mark sat down on the chair opposite Steve.

"I think it would be best for you to stay here at least until tomorrow," Mark told her seriously. "Lets keep a close eye on you until morning, anything still lingering in your system should be out by then," She nodded and knew better than to argue about it. "Right I'd better go and check on my other patients," He stood and left the room. Rachel knew the wisdom in his words doing something simple like going to the toilet had left her feeling weak even with people helping her, but she still felt frustrated sitting around in bed was not one of her favourite pastimes, unless of course, she looked across at Steve who sat watching her and smiled. He leaned closer to her and kissed her.

Mark sat at home that evening, with him was Amanda, Jesse and Cheryl had joined them Jack was working.

"So we're not better off now than what we were before," Mark said with some frustration. They had been going over what they knew.

"I wouldn't say that Mark, " Jesse said soothingly.

"I think there could be a break through with that article," Amanda said.

"He was only barely born when it happened," Cheryl said.

"So under normal circumstances he wouldn't have had it," Amanda said to her. "So may be we should check any relatives of his," Mark's face lit up.

"He could have gotten it from one of them," He said. Cheryl looked thoughtful.

"I think that maybe we should get in touch with the local sheriffs department that handled the case in the first place and get details of their deaths," Cheryl said. "If both incidents are connected,"

"Why now though?" Amanda asked. "Considering that her parents died over twenty years ago, Why bring it up now?" Mark sat and thought and he came up with an answer but one he didn't like to much.

"The meeting with Elizabeth Weston," He said softly.