A/N: I know I promised this chapter up earlier, but things got crazy and I didn't get to be on a computer and online at the same time until tonight (even though this chapter was ready to post at 10 am). Sorry for the delay--everyone enjoy, and hope you had a good day off. Until next time--ya'll are the best--PCGirl.

"Wow," whispered Alison as she walked into the foyer of the Manor and looked around. "It's gorgeous."-

"Isn't it?" smiled Livvie as she pulled her suitcase behind her and then looked over towards the library, "I wonder." She let go of her suitcase handle and went to try and open the doors but they wouldn't budge.

"You think they've got him in there?"

"Probably—it wouldn't be stuck if he weren't. Well, are you ready to go surprise our husbands?" asked Livvie as they walked up the stair case and she watched Alison still in awe of the beauty of everything.

"Which room would he be in?" she asked as she looked up and down at the number of bedrooms.

"Well, I know that Caleb and I are always in the second room. Oh—Elena and Gregory's original bedroom is two doors down from ours—he's probably in there."

"Makes sense that he would be in there. Goodnight Livvie," she said as she walked down the hall and heard the bedroom door that Livvie had just closed lock.

Livvie placed her suitcase down quietly and unzipped it while watching him sleep. She smiled as she pulled out the black negligee that she knew he loved and slipped into it, pulling her satin robe on also before walking to the edge of the bed and leaned into his ear, "Caleb, Caleb my love, Caleb," she whispered and saw a grin appear on his face.

She crawled up into the bed quietly and winced when she heard her slippers hit the hardwood floor below, "Caleb, come to me. Please Caleb," she said as she straddled him, letting her robe fall down so it draped around her legs. She leaned down and kissed him and felt him kissing her back for a second before he stopped and pulled her away for a second, "Hi," she said softly as she watched his eyes flutter open, the moonlight coming in through the windows making his eyes look dark instead of their normal clear blue.

Caleb sighed, he had hoped he was dreaming before, but knew he wasn't. His hand went up and touched the soft side of her face and he watched her eyes close for a second and then open looking at his, "I wish you weren't here, but you are—and I'm not sending you away now," he said as he pulled her on top of him.

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Alison walked in and saw that Rafe was curled up on his side, facing away from the door. She smiled as she looked at how similar the bedroom he was in was to hers--Rafe hadn't been kidding when he said that their bedroom suite now was an identical replica of this one. She looked over at the white marble that surrounded the fireplace--the fire hadn't been out long as she could still smell the remnants. She pulled out the large sweatshirt of Rafe's that she had stolen years ago and put it on with some flannel bottoms she had of hers and barefoot ran across the cold wooden floor to the down comforter that Rafe was snuggled under.

She pushed her backside up against Rafe and he instinctively pulled her close to him, his body heat warming her up in an instant. She could feel his breathing change and knew he was waking up, "Hi," she said quietly as she waited for the lecture he was going to give her for coming here like she did.

Rafe smiled at hearing her voice and taking in a scent he could only describe as a mixture of wild flowers and baby powder, "How was the flight?" he asked as his hand went up and pushed her hair behind her ear so he could attempt to see her face. When she turned at his touch she noticed his face shadowed as it blocked the moonlight coming in through the large windows of the room.

"It was good. Are you mad at me for coming?" she asked as her hand went up and touched his face, which he moved in and kissed the palm of her hand sweetly.

He shook his head slightly, "No, I could never be mad at you. Do I wish you would have stayed home and let me and Caleb do this our way? Yes, but you are here, and I'm glad you are," he said as she was able to see him smile and she smiled back at him before he leaned down and his head completely blocked out the rest of the room.

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"Olivia, I was thinking you should take Alison out on horseback around the grounds—let her see the rose gardens and such. Later tonight we'll head down to Sighisoara," said Caleb as he and Rafe tried to point out that they were not going to allow the girls partake in anything that had to do with JT demise.

"Well, I actually wanted to just enjoy the architecture in this place," said Alison as she stopped picking at the bowl of fruit in front of her. They were in a very large dining hall--which made her wonder if it was from when the Morley's and Kovich's were one--as she didn't think the Morley's themselves were ever big enough after that point to fill up the room by themselves.

"Well, then you can go see the architecture in town, and go by Kovich Manor also—just be careful, please? We don't need to come find you later fallen through the floor," said Rafe.

"I suppose so," said Livvie as she looked over to Alison to try and find an excuse to not go.

"I'll be right back," said Caleb as he got up from the table.

"Where is he going to?" asked Alison as she looked next to Rafe.

"I'm not sure," he said as they waited a few minutes and Caleb came back.

Caleb walked in and placed a white envelope on the table between Alison and Livvie, "Here—this is enough Lei to equal 1000 US dollars. I want you two to go to Sighisoara and have a field day, ok? Don't come back until it's used up—if for some reason you need more then go see Karissa at the bank. Olivia—you are to only tell Karissa your last name is Morley, to everyone else it's Locke, and Alison to everyone your last name is Barrington, got it?"

Alison and Livvie looked at each other and nodded. "Well, I guess we better get ready," said Livvie as she stood up and kissed Caleb.

"Have a good time," said Rafe as he got a kiss from Alison before they both headed back to their rooms to change. "Do you think they'll really go?"

Caleb picked up a strawberry and took a bite before answering, "Not a chance in hell."

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"How'd you sleep last night, Junior?" asked Caleb as him and Rafe entered the Library and closed the door behind them. They had guessed they had fifteen minutes before Livvie and Alison made some excuse for the driver to turn the car around, despite both men telling him to not turn the car around for any reason.

"This couch is a little hard. Do you think you could give me more pillows tonight? Or perhaps one of those blow up beds—I'm sure you can find a conversion plug for the European outlets, right?"

Caleb laughed, "Always the wise guy. Too bad last night was the only night you'll be staying here. We've got you a nice new place to stay though—Lot 3981B at the pauper's cemetery outside of town." He looked over to where Rafe was standing at the bookshelf, a silver key in his hand as he unlocked a fold down drawer and pulled out a small black velvet box--opening it up to reveal two silver pistols. Rafe turned to look at Caleb and gave a nod before Caleb continued on.

"So before we finish what we started yesterday, are there any last requests or wishes you'd like for us to try and carry out? Any letters you'd like to write to dear loved ones?"

"I want to know what I came to Port Charles for—who was it that killed my father?"

Caleb smiled, "Well, you know we all have skeletons in our closets JT—I mean heck there's probably thousand's of them in this building here. Normally I wouldn't tell you, but why not—it is a last request after all. You have any guesses on who it was?"

"Well, considering how you two seem to be protecting Alison so much I almost want to say she did it," he said as he tried to look beyond Caleb and see what Rafe was doing, but Caleb kept moving back and forth so he couldn't see.

"Bzzzz—wrong answer. Any other guesses or are you ready for the truth?"

"I'm going to guess you Caleb—I mean why not? He supposedly stole your ring and you were pissed as hell at him so you did it."

"Nice theory there, JT," said Rafe as he came over and handed off the pistol in his left hand to Caleb. "This is what we're going to do. One of these guns has a bullet in it—one of them doesn't. Whoever kills you is the one that killed Joshua. So your final thought in life will be finally answering the question you've wanted to know for so long—who killed Joshua Temple? I guess since you think Caleb did it he'll go first."

Beads of sweat began to trickle down JT's face as Caleb raised his gun and pointed it at him. JT tried to close his eyes, but couldn't keep them off of Caleb's finger pulling back on the trigger and heard click, but still jumped in the chair from fear of what was going to happen.

"Well, looks like it wasn't Caleb after all," said Rafe as he held his gun up but then they heard the library door open and he turned to see Alison standing there.

"What are you two doing?" she asked.

"What do you think? Go back outside, both of you. We'll be there in a minute."

"No, because I haven't had a chance to tell this sleaze bag what I think of him," said Livvie as she pushed past Alison and came over to the couch where he was sitting and stood directly in front of him, "JT—I feel sorry for you, I really do. Mainly because when you are killed your life is going to flash before your eyes—and at that moment you are going to realize something. There are going to be so many moments of your life that don't include Joshua—not because we killed him, but because he didn't care enough about you to be there for you. You were fifteen when he died, right? When was the last time he took you for pizza, or went to a baseball game—or whatever it's called in England? We didn't keep him from going to that—that was his choice, and if he didn't care enough about you then maybe it wasn't worth spending the past seven years hunting down his killer, because who's to say he would be there for you now."

"Anything you want to say in reply to that?" asked Caleb but got a silent no in response. "Alison, you want to add anything?"

"Yes, I think I do. Three of us were not blessed to have father's around when we were born. Livvie was lucky enough to find hers that has loved her through all her crazy escapades—Rafe his had died before he was born, and mine—the last time I saw him he didn't even recognize me. You might have been lucky and Joshua would have finally saw the light and been the father you seemed to need so much, or not—when you see him next, ask him what he type of father he would have been, because I feel like he would have been something like mine," she said as her and Livvie turned and left the room and a few seconds later heard bang and then silence.