A/N: I don't know where spitfire Natalie or my sudden hatred for Evangeline went, but I kinda like it. LOL! Until next time—PCGirl.

"Well, are you going to stand there with your mouth hanging open or tell us where John went after he left your apartment?"

"John was intoxicated—I'm not sure where he went too," she shrugged.

Natalie started grinning, "He went to your place on a drunken booty call and you turned him down? Wow—what a blow to the ego."

The three men looked at each other and were all grinning at the same thing—Natalie's captivity did nothing to her personality.

"Sweetheart—I'm going to go. I'll be back with Matthew later," said Bo as he came over and gave her a kiss and then whispered in her ear. "It's great to have you home safely."

"Thanks, Uncle Bo," she said and then looked at Kevin. "Can you help me back into my bed? I'm not up for a walk anymore."

"Sure."

Michael waited until Natalie's door closed and looked at Evangeline, "What made you come here anyways? I mean you didn't even know Natalie was found."

She shrugged and pushed her hair behind her ear, "He wasn't at his hotel room or the police station—I just took a guess."

"I didn't know stalking was part of your specialty," he said with a smirk.

"It's not stalking—it's looking out for a good friend. Give this to John when you find him," said Evangeline as she handed over his phone and stomped off.

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"Please tell me you still aren't interested in her," said Natalie as Kevin helped her back into the bed and got the pillow for her foot situated.

He laughed, "I never knew how—opinionated you were. Just like Grandpa."

She smiled at hearing him say that, "Yeah—I guess so. Between him and being raised by Roxy it's second nature. But you didn't answer my question."

"No, I'm not interested in her. Kelly and I—we're seeing more of each other lately."

She moved her head back and forth in thought, "Ok. I guess that's a start."

"Glad to see you're the same Natalie," he said as he pulled a chair up to the bed and sat down. "And I wanted to tell you I'm sorry I haven't been a good brother—I'll try to be a better one from now on—ok?"

"Ok."

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"So all you said to him was it's over and left?" asked Bo as he talked to Officer Riley in the main room of the station.

"Yeah—I mean I didn't say she was alive, but I figured he'd know what that meant. I'm sorry, sir."

"Don't be. I don't think John was in his right mind last night," said Bo to himself and then walked into his office and picked the badge up from his desk. When he'd gotten here John's badge and gun were sitting on the desk. No note though.

"Sir—there's a phone call for Lieutenant McBain. What should I tell them?" asked the temporary secretary as she stuck her head in the door.

"I'll take it," he said grabbing the phone and pressing the line while walking around his desk, "Commissioner Buchanan."

"Hi, this is Warden Stevens at Statesville. Lieutenant McBain had wanted to visit the John Doe formerly known as Cristian Vega."

"I didn't know that—he's taken a personal leave of absence. Do you have any idea as to why he'd want to visit that prisoner exactly?"

"No, sir—I was calling to let him know the prisoner is in solitary confinement at the moment and cannot be visited by anyone, but I suppose it doesn't matter now."

"No, it doesn't. I'll give him the message though when he comes back."

"Thank you. Have a good day."

"You too," said Bo as he hung up the phone and saw Evangeline hovering at the door. "Evangeline—if you're looking for Nora I haven't seen her around in the past few minutes."

"Thanks," she said as she kept walking—John had contacted a prisoner about something. It wouldn't have been odd if his mind hadn't been all about Natalie these past few weeks.

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"Someone needs to go find John," said Natalie as she yawned in the hospital bed to Michael.

"Yeah, well it's not going to be you for a week at least."

"I didn't say it had to be me—you could go find him. He is your brother."

"And he enjoys sulking from time to time."

"But I'm not dead! Doesn't he deserve to know that? I should be insulted that he thinks that little of my ability to get through anything."

"You getting out of that well was one step below a miracle."

"True," she sighed. "Ok—enough about me and John—how are you and Marcie doing?"

"We'd be great if it wasn't for Hugh."

"Who?"

"Hugh Hewes—he's the new ADA and Marcie seems to think he's this great guy."

Natalie laughed, "You guys can be so blind sometimes—she's probably just interested in him to make you jealous."

"Yeah, well it's working and I don't have the time to think up a way to get her back."

"You want her back now, do you?"

"I always have—we're just too stubborn to want to make it work. Just like two other people I know."

Natalie grinned, "Ok, how about we make a deal? You help me recuperate enough to tell John to get out from under whatever rock he went sulking under and then I'll help you and Marcie."

"Why?"

"Because at one point when I was in that well I remembered the dinner Marcie set up for all of us with your mom—and those three couples seemed to work. But something got in between all of them and broke them up. Everyone deserves a second chance Michael—even your brother for having no faith in me."