Blake shook her head. She and Lillian stood at the nurse's station. "Bruises, bumps, Emma and Natalia don't have a scratch between them, and all Ashlee has is a broken ankle." She shook her head again.

"This... Casey Jones does have a bit more wrong."

Blake put a hand to her head, "I sure am glad I hired her though. Can you just see what would have happened if Ashlee had died, what hell Doris would have given this town? Or Natalia and Emma for that matter. The Spauldings and Olivia coming down on everyone." Blake shuddered.

Lillian nodded, "I need to get in and check on Ms. Jones."

Blake stepped aside, "Of course, of course..."

Lillian only got her head in the room and then she was back out. "She's gone, why am I surprised, of course she's gone." The experienced nurse shook her head, "This is not a good thing. She has a concussion, she shouldn't be alone out there."

"Who?"

Lillian looked up at Natalia, Emma and Olivia. "Casey, she..." Lillian shook her head, "Has gone AWOL. But, we need to find her. She's all stitched up, but she also has quite a concussion."

Olivia met Natalia's eyes and then nodded, "Well, we should be out there looking for her then, right? Lillian, you'll call Mallet, we'll go, see if we can find her too. Blake."

"...she was living above Company."

Natalia spoke up, "Perhaps the church."

Blake shook her head, "I don't think she's Catholic, or Christian. She..." Blake squinted, as if recalling something. "I think she's Jewish... don't ask me why. A joke, I think... something she..."

"Emma..."

Emma made a face, "Stay with Blake?"

Olivia looked up at Blake, "If that's..."

Blake nodded, "Go, go..."

Frank and Mallet stared at Company, "Who would do this Frank?"

Frank sighed, "Would you like the list alphabetized or by most likely suspect."

Jeffrey appeared at the two men's sides. "Everyone got out okay?"

Mallet was the one who answered the question, "Yep. Some woman, the new cook I guess, got 'em all out. Carried Ashlee out on her back." Mallet's phone rang and he answered it, "Mallet." He went silent. "Are you sure... she's what... damnit Olivia."

He snapped closed the phone. "This Casey just went AWOL from Cedars. Lillian thinks she may be at Springfield's Temple."

Jeffrey frowned, "Springfield has a Temple?"

Frank practically growled, "She's the one who did this. She is, I can feel it in my bones."

"Frank she..."

Frank set off towards his car, Mallet jogging to keep up, "Frank, think this through."

"No. She almost killed Nat and Emma, no, this is all her fault, and she will not get away with it."

"Frank..."

"So, were you sent by God?" Casey didn't move from her seat, barely even breathed differently as Olivia came up the aisle. "See, I've never been good with God you know, but lately. I have this friend, really good friend, more than a friend actually." She glanced up the aisle to where Natalia waited. "We're actually getting married. Well, not that we can here, in Springfield, but committed at least. Maybe before her I'd have said that God sent you, but I wouldn't have believed it. Not now. God sent you and you saved everyone who means anything to me." She sat down in front of Casey. "Thank you."

Casey opened her eyes, they were unfocused, "Didn do it for you."

Olivia didn't know what to say to that, so she stayed silent for a bit. Finally she couldn't stand the silence. "Why'd you leave the hospital."

Casey was silent for quite a long time herself before she finally spoke. "Don't like 'em. Docs and Nurses are useless."

Olivia stared at Casey. "I'm not crazy about them either, but you could have a bleed in your head and not even know it. And most of the Doctors and Nurses at Cedars are pretty good. Give me a new heart that's still beating in me."

She stood and held out a hand. "You saved my daughter. Let me save you from killing yourself."

Casey stared at the hand for a long moment, a frown on her face. Finally she took Olivia's hand and stood. "One night."

Olivia nodded, "I'll talk to Rick myself."

They were almost back to Natalia when Frank flew into the room, his gun drawn and pointed at Casey. "Move away from the woman Olivia. Now."

"Frank. What. Put down the gun, you're in... you're..."

Natalia chimed in, "You're in a house of God."

A female voice came from behind Casey and Olivia. "You have two choices Officer, Detective. Put down the gun, or get out."

"This woman."

Mallet appeared in the doorway and swore under his breath.

The woman behind Casey and Olivia wasn't done. She was of medium height, brown eyes and curly salt and pepper, heavy on the pepper, hair that was tied up in a pony tail. "I've known this woman for over a decade. You, I don't know you. Whatever you think she did... she didn't."

Mallet lowered Frank's gun for him and pried it from his fingers. "C'mon Frank. Olivia and Natalia'll get her back to Cedars. Let's get to the station, we have a lot of work ahead of us Frank."

Frank stared straight through Casey's forehead. "We will get you for this. We will."

Mallet finally managed to drag Frank out of the building and silence fell. The woman turned Casey and gave her a long hug before she took a step back. She gently put a hand on Casey's bandages face. "Are you okay?"

Casey shrugged.

The woman looked up at the expectant faces, trying to figure out who she was. "Ah, sorry. Rabbi Rebecca Mayer. Rebecca."

Natalia spoke, "Do you know Father Ray?"

Rebecca smiled, "I've met him. You're one of his flock?" Natalia nodded. "You'll take care of Casey here?"

Natalia nodded again, "She saved me and my... and Emma's life."

Olivia smirked, "She'd take care of her worst enemy, oh, wait..." Natalia poked Olivia, who rubbed at the spot, but kept speaking. "She did way back when and now..."

The hotelier trailed off as Casey let go a laugh, "You two are seriously lame."

"Casey."

Olivia bristled, "Just because we're two women."..."

Casey laughed again, cutting Olivia off mid sentence, "Not because you're gay, because you two are sappy as hell." She shook her head and started towards the door.

Natalia and Olivia's gazes met and Olivia shook her head, "That was a... unique reaction."

Rebecca spoke up, "She's quite a unique person. She'll be at Cedars?" Both women nodded, "I'll come in the morning. See if I can get her to stay a little longer."

"Everything we have on Casey Jones."

Mallet put a hand on Frank's shoulder. "Go home Frank, be with your family. Buzz, Marina, coo at my son a bit. Let me do this."

"No, I..."

Mallet took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest. "You think I can't do it? That's why you want to do it yourself. Go home, be with your family. Hug my son, hug your father, who's legacy just went up in a gigantic explosion. I'll see if your theory is valid, then come home myself."

"I..."

"Go home."

Frank took a couple of breaths and finally nodded, "Yes, yeah, okay." He pushed things around on his desk for a moment before he gathered his things and left the station.

Mallet let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. He turned and groaned, "Mayor Wolfe."

"Where are you with who did this? The bomb squad said the first explosion was indeed a bomb."

Mallet shook his head, "No where yet Doris. I just got Frank to go home. I'm going to do a background check on Casey Jones."

Doris frowned, "The woman who saved my daughter?"

"She left the hospital. They wanted to watch her overnight."

"Did they, did you find her?"

Mallet nodded, "Temple. She's going back to Cedars."

"So she's at the hospital, now?"

Mallet nodded distractedly as he stared at his computer screen. "Mmmm... 'til tomorrow at least." He glanced up, Doris was gone. He shook his head, "Who are you Casey Jones, and why does Frank seem so sure that you tried to blow yourself up."

"I don't understand Emma's love of mushroom's on her pizza. On pizza?"

Natalia chuckled as she sank onto the couch next to Olivia with a groan. "So say the woman who likes Anchovies on hers."

"Anchovies. I didn't see any of those on our pie? You put away Emma's leftovers?"

Natalia nodded and lay her head against Olivia's chest. She sighed as Olivia's arms encircled her. "As if I'd let you have those little bundles of salt. Practically heart attack pills. I love you too much to let you do that." Olivia harrumphed as Natalia closed her eyes and simply listened to the heart that had brought them together.

Both women were in the space between wakefulness and sleep when there was the sound of the front door closing and an, "Ooh, sorry Ma."

Rafe stopped at the bottom of the stairs as his mother sat up. He seemed to be debating something with himself. He finally turned and let out an 'oof' as his mother engulfed him. He hugged her back with almost as much enthusiasm. Finally they both took a step back, though Rafe kept his hands on her shoulders. "Are you okay Ma? Is Emma okay?"

"Yeah, yes we're fine. Did you get my call?"

Rafe resisted rolling his eyes, "Yes, Ma. But I wasn't the one who nearly got blown to bits." He glanced over his mother's shoulder. "Is she really okay Liv?"

Olivia nodded, "She is. They both are."

Rafe let go of his mother. "Yeah, okay. I'm going to get to bed. Night." He leaned over to give his mother a kiss on the cheek and started up the stairs, two at a time.

Natalia didn't move from the bottom of the stairs even after Rafe entered his room. Olivia came up behind her and wrapped her arms around Natalia. "Are you okay?"

Natalia turned in Olivia's arms. "You know I will take care of Emma, no matter what happens, but if something..."

"Yes."

Natalia gave Olivia's chest a push, and let her hand rest on it. "Let me finish, please. He's not a child like Em, but if anything ever happened to me..."

"I would be there for Rafe." Olivia chuckled and hugged Natalia to her. "We're part of each other anyway, right?"

Natalia pushed away, "This isn't a joke."

Olivia put a hand to her head, "Nat, Natalia." But the younger woman had already retreated to the kitchen.

Olivia waited a moment before she followed Natalia into the kitchen. She leaned against the door jamb. "I'm sorry."

Natalia hurfed and kept washing the dishes. "For what?"

"For being me, being an ass. Making fun when I should have been being serious. But, it's... it's the only way I know Natalia. The only way I know how to deal with fear. How am I supposed to deal with nearly losing you, losing Emma. Hearing the explosion, standing there, I should have told you sooner, I should have... the moment I realized I loved you I should have... all my mistakes, all my... Standing there, all that I could think was... was..." As Olivia spoke her next words, Natalia whispered the exact words to the window, the outside and the ducks, "When did I last say I love you."

"Because I do, so much, and never say it enough." Olivia stepped behind Natalia. "We're a family. I get Rafe, you get Emma, Sammy, Ava, maybe Jonathan if he pops back up. In the long run I probably get the better deal than you do."

Natalia turned. "I love you too Olivia." Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. She pulled Olivia to her. She watched her love's eyes. She could practically see Olivia push down whatever self deprecating thing was running through her head.

Instead, Olivia and Natalia's lips met and words were not needed. Olivia was never at a loss for words when it came to kisses and the more physical side of their relationship. Slowly but surely Natalia was getting the hotelier to just be. If she was sad, be sad, mad, be mad. And Olivia was teaching the younger woman that sometimes, you just had to just shut up and make love.

"Who are you?"

"Wha? Who... ughhh..." Casey put a hand to her face, "You're not a nurse."

"You assume I'm a nurse not a doctor, how medieval of you. Who are you?"

"Casey Jones. And in quite a bit of pain. No need to shout." She rubbed at her forehead, careful not to disturb the stitches. She'd wanted them to use glue, she wasn't vain, but they'd said that the cut, which went down the left side of her face from her forehead to her chin was too long.

"That's your name. Why are you in Springfield?"

Casey rubbed at her eyes. "Are you a cop?"

"Should I be?"

Casey sighed, "I'm here because I need a break, somewhere quiet, somewhere with no drama. Now, I have nowhere to work, absolutely none of my stuff, one friend in the whole town, and I'm in pain. Tell me why you're here, or get out please."

Doris stared at Casey for a bit. "Did you... were you the one who... It was a bomb, they know that. Was it your bomb? Did you nearly kill my daughter?"

"No. No ma'am, or is that doctor?"

Silence came over the hospital room again as Doris ignored Casey's jab. A unique occurrence. "She's all I care about. Tell... she won't tell me what happened, will you Ms. Jones?"

"Casey."

"Casey, will you tell me?"

Casey finally really looked at the intruder into her room. "You look worse than I do lady."

"Doris."

Casey took in the new information. Finally she pushed herself up a bit in bed and nodded. Doris pulled a chair to the side of the bed and sat. "I... I don't know how I knew something was wrong, but... I did..."