I am EXTREMELY sorry for not updating. My life has been rather busy of late and I've been stuck on Stargate for a while. . . But I am back and I hope I didn't lose everyone's interest by this time. Same disclaimer and all, please R&R!

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"Sterling?" she queried at the man who stood before her. He had messy hair, and dark circles under his eyes. He looked as if he had not slept or eaten for days and his clothes were wrinkled. "Are you alright?"

"I'm perfect," he said with a smile, "Come in."

Susan stepped through the door and asked, "Have you been sick? Why haven't you been to the library?"

"I've been reading," he said excitedly, "and I believe you now. I've read all about your adventures. Aslan the lion of Judah and your brother is like man-kind. It's all here!" he exclaimed, waving his bible in her face.

Susan looked curiously at him. Had he gone insane?

"Perhaps you should lie down, you look terrible," she suggested.

"And you," he said, "look lovely. How about lunch out? Or is it past lunch? Dinner?"

"What happened to you? Are you feeling alright?" Susan asked, not quite willing to believe his rapid change of heart.

Sterling calmed down for a minute and said, "I read it. A bunch of the characters you talked of visited me and Peter gave me the Bible to read. I did, I read the whole thing. From Genesis to Revelations. I am feeling wonderful, like a new person. I feel. . . more alive than I have in years. Now, what do you say about dinner?"

Susan smiled, he seemed genuine and perhaps he was. "Only if you wash up first," Susan said with a laugh.

Sterling glanced down at his wrinkled shirt and his face looked almost shocked, "I'm a mess aren't I. How long have I been cooped up in here?"

"For days, but no wonder if you have been reading the whole bible. What do you say I come back in a couple hours, let you have time to wash up," Susan suggested, wanting to give him time to sort out his thoughts and time to sort out hers.

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Sterling felt the hot water wash over him and he lifted his face to the water. His mind still went over everything he had read, about creation, Jesus, the disciples, and the end of the world. How had he failed to see it before? He had gone to Church as a boy but he had stopped as soon as he was old enough and had never willingly picked up the Bible on his own. He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. Right now he had to figure out where to take Susan. His invitation to dinner had been a little impulsive.

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Susan slipped on a comfortable burgundy top and a black skirt. As she mechanically brushed her long hair, she thought about Sterling. Was his change of heart for real or just because of his sleep deprivation? He had seemed so firmly against it that it was hard to believe. Of course Aslan, Jesus, was capable of anything.