A/N: Wishing all of my readers who celebrate a Marry Christmas! This'll be the last update before the holiday. More afterwards though. ;) Thanks so much for reading!

A/N2: A shout out to my anonymous reviewer! I'm so glad you're enjoying the story.

Chapter 9

The morning came early but Jean did not want to disrupt the moment. Lucien had passed out cold once his head hit the pillow and she had snuggled up next to him, her head on his chest. She was so glad that he hadn't been harmed but also sad for Mary and Reginald. They had not received any phone calls during the night, so she took that it was a good sign for the younger couple.

"Jean, I can hear the gears grinding," Lucien said just above a whisper before kissing the top of her head. She moved so that she was looking down at him.

"So, I'm a fine-tuned machine now?" She gave him a look.

"You have a big, beautiful brain and I'm glad that you use it. Though admittedly, I'm not thinking about your brain at the moment," Lucien smirked. Jean's move had caused him to feel the loss of her warmth and feel something else.

"Doctor Blake, are you thinking naughty thoughts?" She smirked, knowing full well that he was.

"Mrs. Blake, how could you think such a thing?" He teased.

"Because I'm having those thoughts as well," she said as she leaned down over him and kissed him. Before she knew it, he had rolled them over, so he was above her, without breaking their kiss. His hands moved to her nightgown when the phone rang.

"Save those thoughts for later," Jean heaved a sigh.

"Of course, Mrs. Blake," Lucien chuckled and the two managed to get out of bed and get some robes on. When they reached the hall, they found Mary speaking on the phone. She was taking notes and they did not interrupt her.

"Thank you. I'll pass along the message," Mary said and hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Jean asked, causing Mary to jump as she had not seen them standing there.

"I'm so sorry. I was worried it was the hospital," Mary immediately apologized.

"No need to apologize. Who was it?" Lucien gave her a smile.

"A Doctor Kluk from Melbourne. He says that you should call him back regarding your shared patient," Mary said. Lucien quickly grabbed the phone and called him back at the number that Mary had written down. Jean takes Mary into the kitchen, and she starts getting the kettle on.

"Did you want to go get cleaned up first? I'm sure that Lucien could give you a ride to the hospital. He was planning on going there before the police station," the older woman said.

"I don't want to disrupt anything. I know you weren't planning on a guest," Mary said.

"This house is slowly becoming a hotel. Guests are always welcome," Jean teased her.

"Sounds like Doctor Blake is a lot like Arnold," Mary smiled.

"Your Arnold sounded like a good man," Jean smiled back.

"He was. We're a bunch of misfits but we'd do anything for each other. I'm sure that if Bao Shen wasn't a doctor, Reginald wouldn't be here," Mary told her as the kettle whistled. Jean quickly took the kettle off the heat and made some tea.

"Mr. Shen is a doctor?" The older woman asked before handing the woman a full cup on a saucer.

"He was in China. When he escaped the Japanese invasion, he couldn't get a job here as a doctor. Arnold met him at the market and offered him a place to stay and work. Bao was the one who told him that he needed to get to a hospital," Mary explained. She wrapped her hands around the warm cup.

"It was good that he could convince him," Jean said. Mary nodded, seemingly lost in thought. Jean was about to press but didn't get the chance as Lucien came into the kitchen.

"Doctor Kluk has been putting out feelers for my patient. He says that the procedure would have to happen in Sydney," he said, almost forgetting that Mary was there.

"Oh dear. Did he find what the patient needs?" Jean asked.

"Not yet but the doctors in Sydney have all the required equipment and have performed the procedure more than anyone else in the country. Doctor Kluk thinks that my patient needs to move to be closer to the doctors," Lucien frowned. Jean could tell that he was not thrilled with this idea given Mrs. Dunwoody's condition, but a transplant was not an everyday procedure and not every doctor could perform it.

"That sounds awful. Seems we have all been having a run of bad luck," Mary frowned. She still hadn't tried her tea.

"Why don't you get ready for the day and then I'll take you to the hospital? I need to see Alice anyway," Lucien smiled at her. Mary nodded and scooted off to the bathroom.

"I'm surprised that the phone hasn't woken anyone else up," Jean said.

"I'm not sure that Danny or Matthew came home last night. Matthew's car is not in the driveway. Rose is around though," Lucien gave her a smile.

"Mary mentioned that the Chinese man who helped her with Reginald was a doctor in China. His name is Bao Shen," Jean told him.

"I'll mention that to Matthew," he said right before his stomach rumbled.

"Breakfast is in order. That's what you get for going to bed with no dinner last night," she teased him.

"I didn't even get dessert," he teased before getting a playful slap on the arm.

To Be Continued…