Hello!!! Long time, no see!! LOL!! I know it has been a while since I last updated. So sorry...

I have been having some really crappy days and not to mention some writer's block! Ugh.. such a pain in the ass!!

But, here is another chapter!!

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P.S. Franella, I will be getting to your "Penny Lane" request soon!!


The next day, Gillian was scheduled for her last MRI. The doctor came in and said, "Mrs. Foster, your MRI shows nothing to cause concern. You are free to leave. Now, I will write a prescription for the pain and to help you sleep. You will be able to refill it in the States. Don't forget to rest your ankle and to ice it 2 to 3 times a day. Last, we need you to fill out some papers and then you are free to go."

Gillian held out her hand and said, "Thank you doctor for everything." They shook hands and the doctor left. She looked at Cal like a kid with 2 minutes to go before summer break. "I am so excited! Have you heard from Ben yet? Can we go back to the States?"

Cal shook his head and said, "No, not yet. We have to go back to the hotel. When we get there I will call Ben, okay?"

She nodded and went into the bathroom to change her clothes. When she got out, she had to sign the papers. The orderlies brought in a wheel chair and they wheeled her out to the front of the hospital. Cal had a taxi come meet them. The drive back to the hotel was a silent one.

They got out of the taxi and walked into the hotel. They were first greeted by the manager. "Dr. Lightman and Dr. Foster, welcome back. We have new accommodations for you. Here is your new key card. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask." Cal and the manager shook hands and they walked to the elevator.

When Gerald saw Gillian, his face lit up like the sun. "Jul—I mean Dr. Foster. I am so glad that you are safe. There were a lot of people worried about you, including this fellow." He pointed at Cal.

Gillian smiled and said, "Oh, really, how worried?"

Gerald whispered, "Well let's just say he was a train waiting to collide with anyone who gave him the wrong answer. Say, you really fooled me with the whole marriage bit. You would make a great coup—"

--Ding—

Cal interrupted, "Well look at that, our floor. See you later Gerald."

Gillian went up to the older man and gave him a hug. "You are incredibly sweet. Thank you for everything. I will see you later." She wobbled out of the elevator and looked up to see Cal giving her a silly look. "What? Why are you looking at me like that? Ow, my ankle is starting to throb. When we get in and get stable, could you go get me some ice?"

Cal opened the door and grabbed Gillian by the waist. He helped her to the sofa. "All right, I will get some ice for you. I will be right back. Do not answer the door for any one."

Gillian rolled her eyes, "Cal, I don't think they are going to try the same stunt again. That would be idiotic. Plus I can protect myself. Ben gave me this." She held up an orange whistle from her purse.

It was Cal's turn to roll his eyes, "A whistle, what can a stupid whistle do? Plus it would be smart of them to take you again, just because people won't expect it."

Gillian smiled and said, "This is not a silly whistle. If I blow in it, it will blow out your ear drums. You want me to try it out on you?" She went to blow in it when Cal covered his ears. "You see, while you were too busy covering your ears, I could have gotten away. So, ha ha ha! I win and you lose!" She stuck her tongue out for good measure.

Cal removed his hands from his ears and mumbled, "What are you, nine years old? Plus, you probably couldn't run away with your gimpy ankle. So there, I win!" He stuck out his tongue and walked out the door.

Gillian threw a pillow at the door and whispered, "Jerk." But she smiled and got out her phone. She dialed Cal's number. "Hey Cal, while you are down there, can you get me some chocolate chip cookies and a ginger ale. Thank you, bye." She rested her head back and fell asleep for a couple of minutes.

She didn't even realize Cal was there until he woke her up. "Hey, Luv, I didn't want to put on the ice when you were sleeping. Plus I got your damn cookies and ginger ale. I am going to put the ice on."

Gillian started to shiver, so Cal got her a blanket from the closet. He then sat right next to her knees. She took a bite of the cookie and a sip of the ginger ale. "Oh, very yummy. The hospital food was crap. I felt if I had to eat anymore of it I would seriously throw up. Thank you for getting everything. I really do appreciate it." She tugged on his shirt to make him go closer to her and then kissed his cheek. He was practically lying on top of her, his lips an inch from hers. They did not break eye contact. Cal was about to lean down and kiss her when his phone rang.

He looked down at the table where the phone was and took a deep breath. He looked at the caller I.D. and said, "It's Ben, maybe he has some news." He answered it, "Hey Ben, what's up? Do you have any news? Yeah we are here. No we got new rooms. Second floor, room 203. Okay, not a problem, we will be here. See you later." He hung up and said, "He says he has news for up but he is coming to see us. While we are waiting for him, I am going to go change. Do you need anything else?"

Gillian shook her head and continued to eat her cookies. The staff had taken Gillian's and Cal's suitcases and put them in the bedroom. Cal looked around and yelled to Gillian, "The hotel was kind enough to give us two separate beds. Now no one has to sleep on the couch." Gillian said something but Cal didn't hear it. He opened his suitcase and got out a pair of old Levi jeans and a comfy t-shirt. Right as his took out the t-shirt; he heard something fall onto the ground. He picked up the tiny jewelry box and stuffed it back into the suitcase. He changed and then went out into the sitting area.

Gillian looked up and said, "When will Ben be here?"

Cal shrugged his shoulders and said, "He said he would be here within 15 minutes. What did you say when I was in the room? I couldn't hear you."

Gillian blushed and whispered, "Oh, it was nothing important. I was just being… it was not important."

Cal was about to say something back but the doorbell interrupted him. He got up and said, "That must be Ben." He opened the door to find Ben tapping his finger on the doorframe.

Ben walked in and went straight to Gillian. "Hey Gillian, how are you feeling?"

Gillian smiled and said, "I am doing very well. I just have to be careful with my ankle. Other than that, I am glad to be out of the hospital. So, I am just going to cut to the chase, when can we go home?"

Ben sat down in the chair opposite to Gillian and took a deep breath. Cal sat down right next to Gillian. "Okay, here is the deal; and if I might add, it's the best deal you can receive."

Cal rolled his eyes, "This does not sound good at all." He was immediately hushed by Gillian.

Ben went on, "The Met originally wanted you to stay here until the investigation was done. They have more than enough evidence to convict you of the murder of Charles Knightly. However, I pulled some strings and convinced the Chief of the Met to let you go back to the State with provisions that you will be under the watchful eye of the F.B.I.. What this means is that you cannot travel anywhere unless you have permission from the F.B.I.. We will also have to take your car for the time being and you will have to meet with a psychologist from the F.B.I. once a week. In the meantime, the field agents and the Met are still combing through the evidence to get a bigger picture of what happened in the A.O. meeting house. Great news, right?"

Gillian was thoughtful for a couple of minutes. Ben looked at Gillian with a confused face. He was about to ask her something when she said, "Ben, I think I know how to show that I am innocent. The first time Charles came in to see me, he said something about seeing my every move. Do you think they put in a live wire to watch me? If they did, then you can see that I didn't kill Charles."

Ben got up and got out his cell phone. "Great idea, Gillian. I will call one of the agents to look for one. Maybe we will get lucky. I am on my way back to the crime scene. Oh, by the way," Ben stopped in front of the door, "your flight back to Washington D.C. will be tomorrow morning at 6:15 am. I will meet you at the airport at 5:30 am, okay? I will call you later on tonight to update you with more details." He made sure that they nodded and left the hotel room.

Gillian turned to Cal and said, "I am so excited that we get to go home. No offense Cal, but I was ready to leave London yesterday."

Cal grinned and said, "No offense taken, Luv." He looked at his watch and said, "It is almost noon. What did you want for lunch?"


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