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It was a relatively easy call; which Lucien was grateful for as he couldn't stop thinking about his wife. The body was a man in his late sixties. A woman passing by stopped her car when she saw the man lying on the side of the road. Lucien suspected the cause of death to be heart disease. He was correct.

Alice saw him look at his watch again. "Go home, Lucien. I can finish up."

He smiled at her. "That obvious?"

She huffed a laugh. "Just a little. That must have been the twentieth time you checked your watch since you came back with the body."

Lucien sighed. "I'm sorry, Alice."

"Nonsense! Go. Be with your wife." She winked at him which made him smile.

He took off his lab coat and walked over to her. "Thank you, Alice." He kissed her head as he left, catching her off guard and making her blush.


Lucien's heart sank when he didn't see the police car out front. He frowned and scanned the front area as he got out of the car. He opened the front door quickly yelling Jean's name. He went room by room, turning on lights as he did so. His heart was racing. It was after nine o'clock and he thought she would certainly be home by now. He cursed himself. He knew it didn't feel right leaving her earlier. He hurried over to the phone to call Matthew. It seemed like an eternity before Matthew answered. "Matthew!" His voice was shaky and distraught.

"Lucien? What is it? Are you okay?"

"Matthew, it's Jean-" Just then he heard her voice outside as she was laughing with the officers. Lucien let out a sob and hunched over. "Matthew I'm so sorry. I thought..."

Matthew didn't really understand what was going on but he was sure he got the gist. "It's okay, mate. I'll talk to you later."

He hung up the phone as Jean walked in the front door. He tried to pull himself together before Jean saw him but was unsuccessful. "Lucien?" His pale color and red eyes alarmed her.

His smile did little to quell her worry. He cleared his throat before speaking. "It's nothing, Jean."

She reached for him and felt him shaking. "It's not nothing." She stroked his bearded cheek. "Tell me."

Shaking his head slowly he reached for her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He felt ridiculous for overreacting. His embarrassment had him avoiding her eyes. "I came home and you weren't here yet."

She knew instantly what he must've thought and she felt guilty. "I'm so sorry, Lucien. I honestly didn't think you would be home for another few hours."

"No, you have nothing to be sorry for. I jumped to conclusions." He closed the distance between them and held her tight.

After a long while Jean pulled back enough to look him in the eye, gauging his recovery. He seemed better but drained. She kissed him softly, stroking the side of his head. When she ended the kiss, she asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Not really, no. You?"

"No, we already ate."

"Bed then?"

"Yes, I think today was a bit much for both of us."

"Indeed." He patted her bum as they walked to their room. "It started pretty well though." He winked.

She smiled as she remembered their morning. She bumped his hip with hers. "Yes, it did, didn't it?" She winked as she squeezed her hand that was resting at his hip.

"By the way, where are Peter and Amy?"

"Didn't I tell you? They went to Melbourne for a long weekend."

"Ah. That's getting pretty serious then, eh?"

Her smile was her only answer as she went ahead of him to their bathroom to get ready for bed.

He watched her with an adoring smile until the door closed. He changed into his night clothes and got onto his side of the bed. He closed his eyes and shook his head lightly as he replayed the day's events.

Jean opened the bathroom door and began talking to Lucien while she checked herself in the mirror. She looked to the bed when he didn't answer her. The sight before her almost made tear up. Lucien was sleeping already, softly snoring, one arm stretched out on her side of the bed and his other arm propped under his head. She didn't know how long she stood there watching him before she walked over to his side of the bed. She gently stroked his hair back from his forehead and kissed it. It was enough to wake him. She whispered, "I'm sorry. I didn't want to wake you."

Through heavy lids he looked up at her and groggily said, "I'm glad you did. I didn't want to go to sleep before you came to bed." He reached for her, pulling her onto the bed and rolling them over so he was lying half on top of her, his head resting on her stomach. Her shriek and giggle at the sudden movement brought a dopey grin to his face. He turned his head and kissed her stomach. "Goodnight, my love."

She smiled and stroked his head. "Sweet dreams, dear." He didn't hear her response though because he was already fast asleep again. It wasn't long before she followed him in slumber as well.


Lucien sat at the table reading the paper while Jean made their breakfast. "Lucien, ask Matthew's men to come in and get some food."

He smiled at her motherly instinct to make sure the men were fed and put the paper down on the table. "Yes, dear." He didn't see anyone when he opened the door. "Hello?" The hair on the back of his neck stood up and he knew something was wrong. Just as he headed back inside, something hit him on the head, causing him to stumble and pass out on the hallway floor.

Jean heard the commotion and came running. Her heart stopped when she saw Lucien's body lying on the ground and Donovan standing over him. "Hello, Mrs. Blake. Your husband is just taking a little nap. I can make it so he doesn't ever wake up unless of course you'd like to come with me." Her body was shaking and a sob escaped her as she slowly nodded. "That's a good girl. Come along now." She walked toward them and slowed as she passed by Lucien. There was a bit of blood coming from a wound on his head but he looked okay otherwise. She realized she had stopped moving when Donovan grabbed her arm and pulled her out the door.

When they got into the car, Jean started to think of a strategy to end this. He made her drive as he kept a gun on her. She wondered what his plan could possibly be.

Matthew and Alice drove up to the Blake's and knew something was wrong when they saw the front door open. Matthew told Alice to stay in the car as he went to investigate. Lucien was beginning to come to just as Matthew saw him. "Lucien?" He crouched down as best as he could with his bad leg.

Lucien moaned and reached for his head. "Jean."

When Lucien tried to get up, Matthew stopped him. "No you don't. You stay right there. I'm going to look around." Matthew made sure the house was clear and then went out to get Alice and call on the radio for help. "Alice, check on Lucien. I'm going to look for my men that should have been out here." At her silent question, he continued, "Jean's not here."

Alice and Lucien were still on the floor when Matthew came in and met Alice's eyes. She noticed his somber expression and wondered what he found. He tried to avoid telling them what happened to his men and looked to Lucien. "How you doing? Ready to work?"

He answered with a shaky voice. "Try and stop me. Your men?"

Matthew closed his eyes and gently shook his head. "Beaumont didn't make it. Baker should be okay though."

Lucien's head sank into his hands. "Damn it." Alice reached for Matthew's hand to try to give him some comfort. "So, this bastard takes Jean? He wanted her dead, why would he take her?! Where the hell do we even begin to look for her, Matthew?" His voice broke toward the end of his question.

Matthew shook his head and Alice put her other hand on Lucien's shoulder. "We should probably start with getting you off the floor, Lucien." Then she noticed something on the ground just below the coat rack. "Wait, what is that over there, Matthew?" She pointed to it and he hobbled over to pick up a book of matches.

Lucien squinted at it. "That wouldn't be any of ours."

Matthew read the name on the cover. "That's a hotel in Bungaree. Could this have fallen from Donovan's pocket?"

"Bungaree? That's what, about 10 miles from here? I think we found our start." Lucien got a jolt of adrenaline, hoping this was their lead they would need to find Jean. Matthew and Alice helped Lucien up from the floor and quickly headed for the car.