Murder She Wrote

Listen To Your Heart

Part Two

The sun remained high over Cabot Cove as the neighbors popped out of their homes. Some people even came down the street to get a peak at the infamous Fletcher household. Whispers spread like the plague as everyone wondered what happened. It didn't take long for a reasonable size crowd to form.

Soon Sheriff Metzger, Deputy Andy and a few other deputies had to clear the way as the EMT's rolled through the door with Jessica Fletcher on the gurney. With Seth right by her side he followed the gurney until it was safely in the ambulance van. Soon he along with thousands of others watched as the van zoomed off toward the hospital. He could hear crying mixed in with the whispers, but none of that mattered. For all he wanted was to come back here with Jessica and enjoy a dinner together like they use to. Their friendship is something he always cherished yet, maybe what they have now is much more than that.

Shaking his head, Seth glanced over to Mort and gave him a nod in thanks, before slipping into his car. Turning it on the sheriff bent down and looked into the doc's car door window.

"Once we clear everything up I'll join ya at the hospital...now about Mrs. F." The sheriff tried to say.

"Don't worry I will wait for you at the hospital." Seth said finishing the sentence for him.

With a nod from them both Seth took off while the sheriff continued to help Andy and the others with the crowd control.

At the Cabot Cove hospital, Seth was in the waiting room pacing up and down between the chairs; for his heart refused to let him sit. Memories of Jessica's smile invaded his mind and the thought of not seeing it again crushed him.

With Seth being a doctor he knew he would be of no use due to his emotional attachment to the situation. Which had him stumped Jessica is his best friend in the whole world. When she is away from Cabot Cove many have told him he's more grumpy than normal. But the moment she's back, all he wants to do is spend every wakening moment with her. Scratching his chin and tilting his head, he began searching through his heart even more. For he wanted to know if he cared for Jessica more than just a friend.

Basking under the sunlight, A sigh escaped Jessica's lips followed with a smile; for its warmth wrapped around her like a blanket. Peace at last, gone was the pressure of finishing her book and setting up for the annual Cabot Cove Fair. Yes, she was finally able to relax and enjoy life. Yet she wondered where was she?

With fresh sand under her feet she let her eyes scan the area. The sky held a sapphire tint as the birds glided along the wind. She inhaled the crisp seaport air as she found herself standing by the sea's edge of Cabot Cove. Gone were the empty soda cans, bottles and other trash. She even spotted the old wooden lighthouse, but that couldn't be for it burned down years ago.

My darling and me sail the sea

Fishing and enjoying the morning breeze

We smile and laugh as we cast

For all we catch is a boot and a hat

Nothing beats fishing with my silly wife at sea

Those lyrics oh how she knew them all too well, for she knew only one person would sing such a silly thing. Jessica to place her hands over her mouth as a sob threaten to escape.

"Frank..." she uttered.

Soon a pair of hands gently massage her shoulders. Jessica turned around to look into the blue eyes of her beloved husband. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she buried her head in his chest. Unable to hold back her tears, she finally let them fall.

"Oh, I have missed you so much." Jessica said.

"I have missed you too, but I am never too far away." Frank said.

After snuggling the two strolled along the shore's edge enjoying the breeze rolling off the sea.

"Do you remember how we use to take long walks like this?" Frank asked.

"We would stay out until night fall or until the sheriff scared us off." Jessica said followed with a chuckle.

Frank chuckled a bit as well, giving Jessica's hand a light squeeze. It didn't take long for the wheels in her head to start turning. Soon they came to a stop, Frank smiled as if he knew what question would follow.

"If I'm here with you does that mean I'm..." Jessica swallowed hard for she couldn't say a word.

"Not yet but you are close, with eating very little and living off of coffee your body is in terrible shape." Frank informed her.

"I guess worrying about my books deadline, the Cabot Cove meetings and..."

Jessica was about to ramble on some more when Frank place a finger upon her lips.

"Stress is what brought you here, your mind is racing in all different directions. But it seems that one question refuses to be quelled." Frank said.

Before Jessica could say a word the scene changed, gone was the blue sky and welcoming sun. For they found themselves in the waiting room at the Cabot Cove hospital, where Seth Hazlitt pace up and down the room. The sight of his face seems to ease Jessica a little, it even causes a small smile to spread across her lips. But the moment she spotted the worry upon his face it stung her heart.

"How do you feel about Seth Hazlitt?" Frank asked.

"We're best friends." Jessica stated.

Frank merely shook his head as he gave Jessica's hand a light squeeze .Looking back at him she sighed, for even she still couldn't hide how she felt.

Sighing once more Jessica's eyes wandered back to Seth, who was scratching his chin. He was deep in through and so was she. For she still couldn't figure out how she felt about him.

Jessica raised her hand as she took a step forward in Seth's direction. She reached out for his hand only to have hers phase right through.

"Your like a ghost Jess he doesn't even your here. But I can tell seeing him like this worries you." Frank said.

"Oh, Frank I…." Jessica tried to say.

"Listen to your heart, stop letting your mind get in the way." Frank told her.

Letting go of her hand Frank took a step back as he slowly disappeared from view.

"I will return when you're ready and remember your heart and mind must agree if you want to be happy. Frank's voice echoed.

Sitting down in one of the chairs in the waiting room Jessica continued to stare at Seth, who like her was still in deep thought. Perhaps they were thinking of the same thing, if so she wondered how Seth thought about their friendship.

As Jessica sat there thinking another person entered the waiting room. She rose to her feet with her mouth ajar as her eyes widen. For the moment she spotted that slick brown hair, green eyes and black suit she knew all too well who just arrived….it was Jeremy Miller her editor.