A/N: What time is it? It's time for another chapter! YAY: ) Until next time—what time is it?—PCGirl.

He shoved Alison into the cell and slammed the door, "JT! Open up this door—I'll talk to you. What is it you want to know?" she screamed but knew he'd already left. Suddenly she felt another presence and turned around, "Hello?" she asked to the heavy breathing. "Who is that?"

"Liar, cheat, and a thief," spoke the groggy voice.

"What?" she said as she realized she'd heard those words years ago.

"Liar, cheat, and a thief."

"Who are you?" she said, scared to go into the darkness to find out.

"Liar, cheat, and a thief—never work with him again."

Suddenly it clicked and she finished the sentence, "Not in this lifetime, huh?" she smiled and ran over to him, "Caleb—wake up, hey wake up."

"Never work," he said softly.

"Great—you are already in the mindless babble phase—or slipping into it. Is there something I can do? Caleb—listen to me, you've got to pull out of this, come back to me with your memories, ok?"

"Never work with him again—not in this lifetime."

She groaned, "I got that, mister bat. Now will you please say something else? Say something—hmmm, maybe there is a key phrase to get you to listen to me--." She stopped talking, "No—I won't say that. I won't even think that," she said jumping up and pacing the small cell, but then she looked at Caleb. Caleb without the memories from the past few days would be of no help to her or the others. She sighed and leaned down, "Ok Caleb—I'd only do this for you, ok? What time is it?" He didn't react, but of course it had taken Joshua a few tries before it worked on her at first also, "What time is it, Caleb? What time is it?"

Caleb started moving, "Liar--."

"Yeah, I got that," she said interrupting him, her frustration growing, "Listen to me," she yelled in his ear, "WHAT TIME IS IT, CALEB!"

"AHH! Don't do that," he said jumping up and looking at her, "Alison?"

"Hey," she said smiling. "I take it he made you watch that stupid video over and over, huh?"

"Yeah," he said rubbing his face. "What did you have to say to get me back here and remembering everything?"

"You sure you really want to know?"

"Yeah."

"Joshua's favorite phrase on me—what time is it."

"JT doesn't stray far from his father's mannerisms, does he?"

"Nope, doesn't seem so."

"Well, that might just be his downfall."

Rafe looked over at the clock—3 am. He was unable to sleep, had probably gotten up five times already in the night to check on the kids, but every time they were asleep. Livvie was asleep too, which surprised him that she wasn't ready to go attack JT. He looked at the phone—he had told Livvie not to call, not to give away the fact that Alison had her cell phone, but he didn't listen to his past warning and dialed.

"Hello?" said a half-asleep Caleb.

"Caleb—where are you?" asked Rafe.

"At the Marriott," he grinned looking over to see Alison had fallen asleep. They had been talking until 1—trying to get on the same page with everything.

"Be serious, please," he said through gritted teeth.

"We're at Joshua's villa—I think. It's been updated down here, with video cameras and intercom systems, but it still feels the same."

"That's what I figured—so what's the plan?" he said as he began to talk in Romanian.

"So who do you think we need for everything?" asked Caleb as he stared at the wall facing away from Alison talking on the cell phone to Rafe.

"Well, I don't think Jack's going to want to help. He's still a little pissed at me, but I swear I did everything I could with Jasmine."

"Yeah, I understand—I don't think anything could have been done. You know—Frank was Joshie's henchman, he might know his way to the circuit breaker—get him in on this."

"And Jamal."

"Yeah," he said as he heard noise and turned around to see Alison beginning to wake up. "Buna dimineata."

"What time is it?" she asked quietly.

"Six in the morning. Rafe and I have been talking for hours."

"Can I talk to him?"

"Sure," he said as he handed the phone to her and laid down—his mind still spinning to make sure there was nothing him or Rafe might have overlooked.

Frank took out the vial of sedative that Chris had set up for them—Chris said he'd rather not know exactly what they were using it for, just don't implicate him, "Are we ready?" asked Frank as he looked up to Jamal watching him load the syringe, "I can give him the sedative if you think you can find the circuit breaker"

"No—I'll do it. Just meet me as soon as you are done so we can get him out of here." ---- Frank had found it—though he'd never seen it before it was almost like a part of him knew where it was. He opened the box, "Goodnight JT," he smiled as he flipped the main switch and everything went dark. --- "What's going on?" asked JT as he stared at the monitor and it suddenly went black, like everything else in the room. He heard a noise behind him and turned, "Who's there? Hello?" but he didn't see anyone, just felt the jab of the needle in his neck.

"What's going on?" asked Alison as the room suddenly went dark.

"It's ok—it's time."

"Time for what?" she asked as they heard a noise in the stairwell.

"Caleb? Alison? Where are you?" asked Rafe and Lucy as they came to the door and opened it up. Alison jumped up and hugged him, "Hey—are you ok?"

"I missed you."

"I missed you too, but I can't go home with you, ok?"

Caleb walked past them and Lucy handed him her cell phone, "Hey," he said as he heard Livvie's voice on the other line.

"Is everything ok?"

"It will be soon. Rafe and I aren't coming home yet—give us a few days. Te iubesc."

"Te iubesc," she said as the line went dead.

Alison walked into the lighthouse and heard squeals of her name being called them three little ones attacking her legs. She leaned down and held them all at the same time, "I missed you all so much," she said kissing them each.

Livvie walked over to her and smiled, "It's good to have you back."

"It's good to be back—now we just have to worry about our husbands," she said as she stood up and hugged Livvie.

"Damn dude, you are the heaviest thing, I swear," laughed Jamal as he and Frank carried JT onto the plane and dropped him into the seat.

"Well, he is dead weight right now," said Caleb as he followed them with Rafe behind.

"You two sure you can carry him off the plane when you get there?"

"We'll manage. Thanks again for helping us with this little problem," spoke Rafe as they shook and Frank and Jamal left.

They looked over to see JT slowly waking up, his vision blurry from the sedative and his throat seemed dry but he squeaked out, "Who are you?"

Caleb leaned into the seat looking him dead in the eye, "Your worst nightmare."

Rafe sat there in the library watching JT—the second shot of sedative they had to give him half way over was wearing off. He ignored JT's questions though—there would be no answers until Caleb got back. He stood up and went to the bookshelf and picked up the Morley-Kovich book taking it back to his seat and skimming over it.
Caleb walked into the kitchen as saw Delia sitting there. He was tired—beyond tired, but he knew he'd be able to sleep soon enough, "Delia," he spoke softly and she turned around.

"Caleb," she said running over and hugging him, "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine—Rafe's in the library with our visitor."

"What do you need me to do?"

"You know."