Marissa had been so worked up about Bianca's earlier outburst she was a rather blunt when she opened the door to find Francois, Bianca's former nanny, standing in the doorway.

"What are you doing here." she gasped. Francois was not supposed to be arriving until later that evening.

"Will, was particularly keen to get here, so we left early," she said, "Something about a roller coaster."

"The roller coaster." corrected Will.

He was hovering just out of sight of the door; and gave Marissa a small wave.

Marissa grinned and waved back but her thoughts still hadn't left Bianca. She held up her hand for quiet as she peered back into the bedroom to check on Bianca's still sleeping form. Then she stepped out into the corridor, closing the door softly behind her.

"Bianca is sleeping at the moment," said Marissa, keeping her voice low, "She's still recovering."

"I heard what happened." said Francois, concern in her eyes. "On the phone she said she was fine."

"You know Bianca, everything is fine even if it isn't." said Marissa sadly.

"And the kids… how are they?" Francois asked, "When I heard about the hostage crisis…"

"It has taken Miranda a while to get over it, but all in all the kids have been amazing." said Marissa. "Miranda and AJ are at a show with Reggie at the moment and Gabby is having her afternoon nap…"

"Reggie, the new nanny?"

"That's right. We are hoping you can impart on him some of your wisdom."

"I'll do my best." said Francois with a grin.

"And how are things at Krystal's?" Will asked.

"It was still standing last time I looked." said Marissa, "But these last few months have been insane for everyone."

She turned her attention to her former manager.

"And how is life in Nice treating you?"

"No complaints." said Will, before glancing quickly sideways to his wife, "Except about my French accent."

"I am sorry we're early." said Francois with an embarrassed laugh.

Marissa shook her head.

"It's not a problem." she said, "You've got your room sorted out?"

"Two floors up." said Will, pointing upwards.

"Well, we are planning to take everyone out to the Wild West show tonight, including you…" said Marissa. "The kids don't know you are coming so it will be a great surprise. I don't know if you want to go out and enjoy the park this afternoon and we can all meet up in the lobby at six, before the show."

Francois looked to Will.

"We can do that."

Will rubbed his hand's eagerly together.

"Big Thunder Mountain… here I come!"

Francois lightly touched Marissa's arm.

"Give Bianca our love."

"I will."

Marissa waved them off and then turned back to the hotel room she shared with Bianca.

Her girlfriend was still curled up under the covers. Marissa found herself watching her sleep, worried thoughts filling her head about how she was going to help Bianca get through this.

With a deep sigh, Marissa set about tidying up the room, parking the wheelchair in the corner and folding up Bianca's discarded jeans, placing them on a chair beside the bed. After a moment of indecision she took Bianca's crutches from the closet and placed them by the bedside table. Bianca felt better getting around on foot; she would let her have that this evening.

Finally, Marissa climbed carefully back into the bed and retook her place snuggled in behind Bianca. She didn't want her to wake up and not have her there.

…

I know that wasn't the mystery guest some of you were expecting but… well I don't want to spoil it!