At 27 Sparrow Lane:

*Sometime later, Zach hears the front door open followed by several crashes and bangs.  Then Kat calls out to him*

Kat:  Zach, come 'ere, I got some stuff to show ye.  *Cringing, he quickly slips out of the boys room closing the door carefully behind him.  Follows a trail of assorted bags and packages until he sees Kat surrounded by more of the same.*

Kat:  Look at these.  *She upends several bags out on the floor spilling every imaginable style of miniature hot wheel cars.*  Aren't they great.  Look at 'em.  What I'm thinkin' is ye could build some kinda display cabinet or somethin' so 'e can set 'em up and see 'em, eh?

Zach *Raising an eyebrow*  Just how many of these did you buy?

Kat:  Not sure really, I wiped out three of them Toys R Us stores.  They promised to order all the ones I missed and deliver 'em as soon as possible.

Zach *Clears throat*  I see.  *Notices another package*  Kat why'd you buy this?

Kat:  It's a monitor, silly, I figure ye can put it up in Raven's room and put that other part in mine.  Savvy?

Zach:  Kat, it's a baby monitor.  You can't put that in there.  It's for babies.

Kat:  So, Raven can talk, it'll work e'en better and lookee.  Ye said 'e wouldn't like that circus wallpaper, so I got this.  *Smiles, holding up a sample.*

Zach *Incredulously*  Cherubs?  You want to put cherubs on his walls?  Kat, do you want to drive him off completely?  Kat, listen, why don't you go see Manouche.  Show her some of this stuff, see what she thinks?  Go on I've got work to do.  *Sighs*  Pirates ...

Kat *Frowning*  I'll do that.  *Brightens*  I can show 'er all these instruction manuals I bought on kids.

In Spain:

Colonel *exits the museum, her cell phone vibrating (has roaming), surprised to see it's her grandfather, gets the news that her step-grandma has cancer, in the brain, lungs, and liver, says I-love-you to both, puts phone away*

Hanson *walks after her*

Colonel *in shock, feels dizzy, walks over to a bench, sits down and just stares at nothing*

Hanson:  Britt?  *doesn't get an answer*  Britt?  *still nothing, puts a gentle hand on her knee*  Britt?  Britt, everything ok?

Colonel *shakes her head of the news, wants to speak, but no words come out, puts hand to mouth, rocks forward and back*

Hanson *sits next to her, arm around her shoulders, places his hand on her head, brings her head close to him, kisses the top of her head, places the other hand around her waist, lifting her legs so they are on top of his, rocks her*

Colonel *saves the tears, still tries to soak in the news, memories flashing before her eyes*

At Bournemouth House:

Abberline *wakes up on his own bed, dressed and on the cover, clutching the envelope he got from Manouche, the engagement ring on the bed beside him, fumbles for Daphne, but he's alone.  The last thing he remembers was going to From Hell Court, and now for once he's passed a night without seeing any nightmares.  He tries to sit up, but the horrible headache forces him back, he winces in pain and shuts his eyes.  After a while, he looks at the envelope, rips it open and takes a look at the papers; he doesn't understand much of it, only that these are the medical papers he asked for from Daphne.  Why did Manouche have them, then?  Puzzled, he picks up a letter with her handwriting and starts to read, reads it to the end with mixed feelings:*

"... I forgive you, Fred Abberline, with a free and open heart; may you be able to do as much for yourself."

*He swallows hard, drops it as if it were hot, staggers up to the bathroom, wipes all things from the shelves looking for his laudanum bottle before he remembers he's out of it.  Daphne promised to get him some but hasn't done it.  He finds some aspirin, takes a handful of the pills with water, then he sets his eyes on the brandy bottle still half full, opens the cork with great difficulty and drinks all at one time.  He returns to the bed and slumps down, his eyes filling with tears he is unable to restrain.*

At Manouche and Blake’s house:

Kat *Bangs on Manouche's door*  Mate you 'ere?  I'm needin' yer 'elp!

Manouche *opens door*  Kat!  C'mon in, mate, Raven's jus' gettin' ready t' come to yer house.  What y'need, then, is somethin' amiss?

Kat:  Manouche, Zach turned up at my house today sayin' Kidd had hired 'em to redo a room for Raven.  Well o' course I thought it a grand idea and let 'im in.  But when I tried tellin' 'im what I thought should be done, 'e wouldn't listen 'e practically threw me out several times, said 'e already 'ad 'is orders from Kidd.  Manouche, I e'en went out and got samples of wallpapers tryin' te convince 'im, along with a few other lil’ items that were catchin' my eye.  But 'e still don't listen and 'e won't let me see.  I'm afeard of what Kidd might be 'avin' 'im doin' te that room.  Please Manouche, come talk te 'im, 'e'll listen te ye.

Manouche:  Well, sure, I’ll see what I can do.  Wait right ‘ere.  *goes into study where Blake is writing*  Sorry t’ interrupt, love, but Kat’s come over an’ would like some assist at her house … somethin’ to do with the bloke who’s settin’ up a room fer Raven.  She’s asked me to come over … so how ‘bout you bring Raven in a little while, when he’s ready?

Blake:  No problem.  *grins*  I’ll be curious to see this room.

Manouche *smiles, kisses him, comes back into room where Kat is waiting*  Right, mate, let’s go.

At Sparrow Lane:

*Arriving at Sparrow Lane with Manouche. Kat barges through front door, tripping over one of the many packages she'd left behind.*  'ang it.  ZACH!  GET OUT 'ERE.

Zach *Enters the room*  What crazy idea do you have now?  Oh, Manouche, sorry, didn't see you there.  I've finished the room.  And Kat, I apologize for acting the way I did, but I had my orders.  Go have a look, I hope you like it.  *Smiles, steps aside, opens the door.*

Kat *Nervously*  No, I can't look.  Manouche, you look and tell me how bad it be.

Manouche *grins*  Right, luv, steady on.  *steps past her, goes inside, looks around, eyes wide.  Three of the walls are painted a beautiful blue; on one wall hangs a large treasure map, in a frame.  At the foot of the bed is a treasure chest, a Jolly Roger flag draped over it.  She turns around, loving it all, then takes in her breath as she sees the fourth wall, on which is painted a stunning mural of the Black Pearl, on the ocean at full sail.*  Blimey … *smiles broadly with delight, calls out*  Kat!  C’mon in, luv … I think ye’ll be most pleasantly surprised … an’ I’m thinkin’ ye may ‘ave a hard time gettin’ Raven t’ leave it th’ whole time he’s here.  By th' powers, Zach, yer an artist, to be sure!

Zach:  Thank you Manouche.  Kidd was determined that I follow her orders and ignore Kat.  *Whispers*  You have a look at some of the stuff she come up with. 

Kat *Peeks around door*  I 'eard that.  *Stops looks about room, spots the mural.*  Bloody 'ell.

Manouche:  So … what say ye, luv?  Now, granted, I don’t know what ye ‘ad in mind … but knowin’ lil’ mate as I do, I can safely say he’ll be quite enthused.  *leans in closer to Kat*  Y’know, there’s another plus to this … it’s such an unusual room, an’ so beautifully an’ professionally realized … I can see it windin’ up on th’ cover of one o’ th’ local home magazines, like Pomp an’ Circumstance.  Think of it, mate … a full color glossy photo spread of a room in yer house, bloody famous … with a pirate byline, “designed by Kidd” … knockin’ Commander Portsmith off the bleedin' charts!  That’d be a damn good laugh, ay?  *grins, nudges her*

Kat:  It's beautiful.  *Smiles*  Portsmith would go volcanic.  It'd be worth it just to see that.  *Laughing loudly*

Manouche *looks over Kat’s shoulder, winks at Zach*  Right, then, looks like we’re all set.  *to Kat*  Before Mr. Blake an’ I set sail, I’ll get word t’ Willy an’ Madame, see if they’ll help contact th’ magazine, get a story started.  Willy’s good at that sorta thing, he’s got lots o’ influence.  An’ Zach, ye’ll ‘ave to be sure you’re about, I reckon they’ll want t’ interview ye.  An’ we’ll need a quote from Kidd …  *her words are cut off as they hear voices at the front of the house*

Blake:  We’re here!  And Raven brought enough stuff for a month …

Raven *comes running in, sees Kat, runs to her, hugs her.  Looks around room*  Coooool!!

On The Viper:

Blake *comes up from below, where Manouche stands on deck, looking at a compass*  We’re all set.  Is that everything?  Need to go back to the house one more time?

Manouche:  No … I think that’s it.  *closes compass, puts in pocket; turns to him, smiles*  When’s th’ last time we did this?

Blake:  Honey, we’ve never done this.  I mean, not purely for pleasure.  We went to Fiji … an’ then we got shipwrecked …

Manouche *smile fades*  Oh, aye … th’ Libertine Trailer.  Blimey, I miss ‘er sometimes.  Don’t get me wrong, Th’ Viper’s a fine vessel, an’ I look forward t’ seein’ how she an’ I get on.  I’ve no doubt we’ll be fast friends.  But … I ‘ad a lot o’ memories with that little ship o’ mine.

Blake *takes her in his arms*  Highly sentimental talk for a pirate.  Better not let Kidd hear you talk like that.

Manouche:  Ah, but that’s where yer wrong, love.  If there’s one thing Kidd would wax poetic about, it’d be Th’ Apparition.  After all, a ship, an’ what it means t’ a pirate … well, I don’t ‘ave to give ye th’ spiel, do I?

Blake:  No, you don’t, I remember … freedom.  *kisses her*  When I look back at those two times we’ve been to sea together, there were moments.  Parts of the Fiji trip were beautiful …

Manouche:  Especially comin’ home, how we dropped anchor offshore fer a time …

Blake *nods, smiles*  I remember.

Manouche:  An’ th’ shipwreck ... though it weren’t ideal conditions, it is when we got married.

Blake *looks down, takes her left hand in his, looks at the ring on her finger; brings her hand up, kisses it*  We’ll improve on that very soon.

Manouche:  It’ll be a grand weddin’, to be sure, an’ I am lookin’ forward to it.  But we can’t improve on th’ way ye looked at me when we made our promises t’ each other.  That’s th’ part o’ that original ceremony I’m keepin’, love, an’ I’m keepin’ it forever.  *kisses him*

Blake:  Me too, honey.  *looks up at the sky*  Shall we be on our way?  We have a perfect day for it, don’t we?

Manouche:  Aye, couldn’t be better.  Right, let’s be off.  Four days t’ sea with me true first mate.  *smiles, looks out at the gentle waves*  Let’s you an’ I bring us that horizon, Mr. Blake.

*Soon The Viper is making its way out to sea.  Manouche watches the town as they pull away, counts off the familiar landmarks, like she always does – Chez Roux, the Wonkas’ factory, the turrets of Chateau Blanchefort, the fountain with the statue of the Mayor in it … she feels a poignant tug as she recognizes part of Bournemouth House … then something moving catches her eye.  She frowns as she spots an unfamiliar vehicle—an old hearse, driving slowly along the frontage road ... *

Blake *interrupting her thoughts*  They sure did a nice job fixing up Raven’s room at Kat’s house, didn’t they?  Hey, did Kat like your gift?

Manouche *grins*  I ‘ad to leave it for ‘er, didn’t ‘ave time to actually give it to her.  I left it on th' counter in her kitchen.  She always has a laugh at me an’ me trinkets, but I think she’ll like this’un.

Blake *smiles*  I’m sure she will.  *He goes below to pour drinks for them both.  Manouche continues to guide the ship, shifts her gaze from the shore to the water; thinks of the white box and note she left for Kat:*

Kat,

A little gift for you – one of Raven’s white feathers, one of the smaller ones.  I always save them when I find them.  I’ve made it into a hair barrette, of sorts.  I’ve added some beadwork, and a fastener.  I don’t have to tell you about the good luck inherent in the feathers of a white raven, so I hope you'll see this as a right suitable adornment.  Wear it in good health, luv, a token of my gratitude for allowing Mr. Blake and me to share in the joy of having Raven in our lives.  I hope the two of you have a grand visit, and we’ll see you in a few days.  Cheers, mate,

Manouche

At Sparrow Lane:

Kat *having just finished telling Raven a tale of how certain pirates being war heroes in the history of the states, rises*  That's enuff of that for now.  *Smiles*  I been thinkin' lately ye should meet some mates of yer own age.  I gotta 'nother surprise for ye luv.  I'ave a non pirate friend o'er in the next town.  It be only a hour drive.  She 'as a lil girl just yer age and she be 'avin' birthday party today and yer invited, luv.  Now with them not bein' pirates, I bought us some duds to wear for it, savvy?  A friend 'elped pick 'em out.  Ye'll find yers in yer room.  They may seem strange to ye, but you'll fit right in and don't worry 'bout me.  Go on and get dressed.  I gotta go upstairs and figure out 'ow to be puttin' my own strange garments.  But ye'll see it'll be worth it.  Go ahead, sweet.  *Raven looking doubtful, but not wanting to disappoint his mother goes to his room and proceeds to dress.

Kat *in her room where her old friend Dora is waiting to help her dress.  Once dressed, Dora pulls out a bag and opens it, revealing a makeup kit.

Kat:  Oh no not that.  I won't 'ave that gunk on me.

Dora:  You don't want to shame Raven, do you?  *Kat sighs and relents; Dora finishes up by doing her hair.

Kat *Frowns*  I wish I 'ad a mirror.

Dora:  You're beautiful.  Don't you dare change a thing.  Promise me.

Kat *Reluctantly*  Aye, ye 'ave me word.

Dora:  Good.  My car is just outside.  I'll pick it up later after my date.  *Dora departs the house, where her date has just arrived to pick her up; they drive away.*

Kat *Looks down at herself doubtfully*  Is this 'ow mothers dress these days?  It looks indecent te me. Such a short skirt.  It be showin' me knees, and then some and this shirt seems te be a bit clingy te me.  Jeez.  *she finally decides to check on Raven’s progress, walks toward stairs.  A sound behind her causes her to turn.  A look of fear crosses her face and she automatically reaches for a sword that's not there.*

Loralee *Smiles*  Well, now, look at you.  Are you dressing for Jerod now?  What a pity he'll never see you in it.  *Loralee advances as Kat backs away, not realizing how near the stairs are.  She loses her balance and falls tumbling to the bottom.  Loralee stands at top, looking down at her with satisfaction.*

Raven *Having heard all the noise runs out and sees his mother on the floor and a stranger at the top of the stairs.  He kneels beside Kat.*  Mother?  Answer me, please.*  He glances back up to the woman upstairs.  She laughs and vanishes.*

Kat *Weakly*  Go Raven, fly.  Get help.  *Then she’s unconscious again.*

Raven *Thinks quickly*  Sergeant Godley, he'd know what to do.  *Looks worriedly at his mother then the White Raven takes wing fling swiftly to the security center and into the first open window he sees and
transforms to himself.  He sees a man, not Godley, behind a desk; he seems familiar but he's not sure why.*

Raven:  Please help me.  My mother’s hurt.  I think she's hurt bad.  You got to help me please.  HURRY!  *He pleads, tears in his eyes.*

Abberline *looks up in astonishment, stares at Raven trying to understand what he said*  Raven?  What did you say?  Kat hurt?  *rises up from his seat, dropping the cigarette he was smoking*  Should I call an ambulance ... Is she at her house?

Raven *Tearfully*  She's at the house.  I think that woman pushed her down the stairs.  I think she needs a ambulance.  But I'm afraid that woman might still be there.  We gotta hurry, please.  I'm afraid.

Abberline *looks at Raven, not believing that he really doesn't recognize him*  I'll call the ambulance.  We'll best go to her house and see how she's doing.  *takes his gun, opens the office door, leaves with Raven for Kat's house.  On the way, he remembers that Raven was talking about some woman*  Who was there with Kat?  Did you know her?

Raven:  I never saw her before but I heard her laugh and when I looked at her, she disappeared.  Maybe she was a ghost.

Abberline:  I don't believe in ghosts.  *They arrive at the house and go in, Raven runs immediately to Kat, Abberline follows him more slowly, gun in hand, looking around him carefully, and finally, not seeing anyone, goes to Kat and kneels beside her. She seems to be unconscious*  Kat!  Kat, what happened to you?  *takes her limp hand and checks that he can feel a pulse, to Raven*  We have to wait for the ambulance, looks like she's fallen down the stairs. I don't dare to move her.  I - I don't know how badly she is injured.  *to Kat*  Kat, can you hear me?  *holds her hand, Raven and he look at each other, he quickly averts his gaze*

Kat *Moans, eyes flutter open, sees Abberline.speaks weakly*  Abberline?  You came?  Loralee saw him.  Promise you'll protect him.  She'll kill him.  *Moans in pain*  I'm scared.  I can't feel Kidd.  It's like a part of me is dead.  *Passes out.*

Raven *looks at Abberline after hearing Kat say his name*

Abberline:  Kat?  I will protect him, I promise to you ...  *is interrupted by the ambulance finally arriving. Raven and he stand aside and look how the crew carefully examines Kat and lift her gently on the stretchers; Raven tries to go to Kat, but Abberline restrains him*  Let them take care of her.  *The ambulance drives away to the hospital*

Abberline *confused, not looking at Raven*  I suppose we should go to the hospital and wait for the news.  Don't worry, I am sure she will be all right.  *Raven is still staring at him, he feels uncomfortable, afraid that he's going to ask something awkward, not sure if Manouche or Kat told Raven about him, doesn't find anything to say to Raven*  I must find this Loralee … 

Raven *Sees Abberline’s discomfort and wonders if his father hates him as a shapeshifter freak.  Swallows the lump in his throat and fights his pain.*  I'm going to lose her just like True Dreamer.  I always lose who I love.  *Loses battle and his tears fall.*

Abberline *wondering if Raven recognizes him, decides that he doesn't, because he hasn't said anything, confused, he watches Raven cry, not really daring to approach him, finally he moves and puts his hand cautiously on Raven's shoulder*  No, you are not going to lose your mother.  She will be all right, I am sure of that.  I - I think it is best that we'll go to the hospital.  *swallows as he hears Raven say about losing the ones he loves ... it's just like himself*

Raven *Feels the pressure of Abberline’s hand and wonders.  Looks up at Abberline with sorrowful eyes.*  No one ever told me and I have no memory of you.  But I want to know.  Did you leave my mother because of me?  Were you ashamed of what I was?

Abberline *taken aback, stands quiet for a while, lights a cigarette, looking at Raven*  So you know who I am, do you.  I – I was not sure you did.  *shakes his head, decides to tell him the truth as it is*  No, no, I did not leave her because of you, she and I, we spent only a short time together ... I was sent over on an assignment, and I was feeling miserable because … of ... because of personal matters ... *sighs*  because ...  *starts over*  I left her because it was a brief fling for me, and I am sure she felt the same way.  It was never intended to be anything more than that.  I had no idea that she was having my child, and your … mother, she did not tell me anything when I left. I left her because ... I was married, I was still married then, and we were expecting a child.  I did not know about you, Raven, not till you came here and saved my life.  Don't you remember even that?  How you were afraid that I'd hate you because of what you are?  No.  I don't know what I would have done if I had known about you back then.  I don't know.  And your mother has not been on very friendly terms with me ... She did not want to tell me about you.  But don't think for a moment that I would be ashamed of you.  I would never be that, but I was sure that you were ashamed of me when you fled from me.  *looks anxiously at Raven*

Raven *His voice quivering*  Why would I be ashamed of you?  I had True Dreamer for a while and then Manouche.  I love them a lot.  But it isn't the same.  All the other kids had mothers and fathers that loved and wanted them but not me.  All I ever dreamed of was to have what those other kids had.  *Looks away, hangs his head*  But I guess I never will.

Abberline *remembers how he called Raven an unwanted child, then thinks of his own parents*  But True Dreamer loved you. I am sure you were better off than many of those kids that you envied ... not all parents love their children, believe me, I know from my own experience.  And I know it is late, but perhaps not too late for you - you have now us both, a mother and a father.  But not together.  That can never be.  I don't know why True Dreamer was the one who brought you up. You have to ask your mother.

Raven:  But I never see you.  Mother’s afraid of you.  I don't know why.  It's just something I know.  But then I could lose mother now.

Abberline:  She doesn't think I am a good father.  *sadly*  And I think she is right.  She never liked me much, but I believe she is afraid that I am going to hurt you ... I said some very stupid things to her.  I have done some stupid things.  So I didn't dare to ask her if I could see you.  I thought it would have been better for you not to remember me at all.  *crushes the cigarette*  How about going now to the hospital to see her?

Raven:  No, that’s not it.  I don't understand it but she does like you.  At least Kat does.  She just doesn't want to.  I'm ready, I guess.

Abberline:  Does she?  *lights a new cigarette*  Who knows, she may already be waiting for you.  *They leave Kat's house and go to the hospital*

At Deppville Hospital:

Abberline *to the receptionist who really does bear a very uncanny resemblance to Portsmith's secretary*  Can you tell me where Kat is?  She was recently brought in after an accident.

Receptionist:  Will you please wait here.  I will check the situation, and a nurse will be guiding you to her if the doctor allows her to take visitors.

Abberline *sits down, motions Raven to sit beside him*  I hate this hospital …  *looks at him*  How are you feeling now?

*A matronly nurse with a clipboard enters the waiting room, approaches them*  You are here for Kat. Good, I need a signature here from the next of kin.  Once we have that, the doctor will be right out to talk to you.  What relation are you?

Abberline *confused*  What's that needed for?  How is she?  I - I'm ...  *looks at Raven, who is anxious to see her mother, gives up on trying to convince the nurse that Raven is the only next of kin, knowing that his signature would never get them in to Kat*  Is this really necessary?  Can't you just let us in?  *coughs, embarrassed, looks once again at Raven, with a warning in his gaze, knowing this is the only way to get in to her*  I'm - her husband.  *Raven beside him starts, but he puts his hand on Raven's arm, hoping that Raven keeps quiet*  Don't worry, it will be all right.

Doctor *enters room*  Nurse Reed that's no longer needed the patient has just regained consciousness and signed a release form.  *to Abberline*  You're the husband?  *Looks at Raven, then back at Abberline*  I need to talk to you privately.

Abberline:  Er ... yes.  Raven, will you wait here?  I won't be long.  *follows doctor*  

Doctor:  Nurse, stay here with the boy.  *Leads Abberline to a nearby office.*  While your wife did regain consciousness long enough to sign, regrettably, she was completely incoherent.  She suffered a great deal of bruising and abrasions, as well as a fractured wrist.  What concerns us most was a severe blow to the head.  We're running tests now to determine the extent of the damage and whether surgery is needed.

Abberline:  Oh ... That sounds bad.  She will have to stay at the hospital for a time anyway, I presume.  So she's unconscious still?  How long is it going to take to do the examination?  He ... we are very worried about her.  We'll have to wait then until we will see her?  *hopefully*  So my signature is not required?

Doctor:  No, her signature, such as it is will serve.  We'll be doing tests over the next few days and keeping an eye on her.  I do need to know a few things, though.  She seems to think she’s in Fiji.  Has she been there recently?  She was also upset over the death of someone named Kidd.  Then she has the mistaken idea that she’s pregnant.  Finally, do you know anyone by the name of Abby?  As I said, she was completely incoherent.

Abberline:  Fiji?  No, I really am not sure what that all is about ... She's been to Fiji, but that was a long time ago.  Maybe she's having some kind of flashback.  Or simply nightmares.  Er ... why did you ask about anyone called Abby?  What ... what's she saying about him?

Doctor:  She became so hysterical we had to restrain her.  As we were trying to do that, she started screaming that name, then she lost consciousness again.  Sorry, just trying to get some insight into the case.  You of course are free to visit as you like, but I wouldn't recommend the boy seeing her right away.  Good day to you.

Abberline *returns to Raven, who has been waiting for his return anxiously, Raven jumps up, but he gently pushes him back*  The doctor says that it would not be good for you to see her now, she's having some kind of … of amnesia at the moment.  But, as I promised you, you will not lose her.  *looks at the nurse*  The doctor said that I can go in now.  *the nurse nods, and he goes into Kat's room, very worried about what he will see, walks to her bed and looks at her*  Kat?  I'm here.

Kat *Half opens her eyes, speaks softly*  Abby, they're lying to me aren't they?  I know they are.  *Stares as the tears fall.*  He killed my baby.  What he did killed my baby.  *Closes eyes and is silent.*

Abberline *gently, stroking her hand*  Kat, I don't know what you are talking about.  Just lie back and rest, you've had a bad accident.  *remembers that she believes she's in Fiji ten years ago*  The baby is just fine, Kat.  You'll see him later when you've recovered.  *brushes hair from her face*  You need to rest now.  I'll be here.

*Nurse enters*  You and your son really should go home and get some rest.

Kat *opens her eyes, looks ay Abby*  Your son?  You have a son?  *Turns her head*  Of course, your wife.  *In a trembling voice*  Please go.

Abberline:  I will be back, Kat.  *goes after the nurse to fetch Raven*  Well, Raven, she is going to recover, but you can't see her yet.  I'll explain it to you later.

Raven *who jumped hopefully up, sits back down*  Father, is she ... I can't see her mind.

Abberline:  That's probably because she got a hit in the head and is incoherent now.  She only needs rest and time to recover.  *puts arm around Raven's shoulder*  I will take you to Bournemouth House, it is a safe place for you.  *smiles*  You have been there before, but I suppose you have forgotten it.

Raven:  I am sorry, Father, I – I don't remember ...

Nurse *stops Abberline*  One moment sir, could you give your name, I don't think I heard it.

Abberline:  It's Fred Abberline.

Nurse *scribbles on the name tag 'Mrs. Kat Abberline'*  Thank you, that's all for now.  *leaves and gives the files to the receptionist.*  Update the name of the patient, please.

Portsmith *deciding it's time for the experiment to start again, comes to the hospital and walks to the reception*  Give me the Abberline files.

Receptionist:  Of course, Commander!  Immediately!  *leaves the desk and returns soon with a thin file, hands it to Portsmith*

Portsmith *reads the name label, and grows red in the face*  What the hell is this!

Receptionist *hops up horrified, afraid that he brought the wrong records*  The Abberline records, Commander, as you requested.

Portsmith:  Fred Abberline, you moron.  *reads once more the name label*  Mrs. Kat Abberline ... Who is she?

Receptionist:  Mrs. Abberline was brought into the hospital after getting injured falling down the stairs at her home, Commander.

Portsmith *opens the files and start to read*  I can't believe this, it is Kat.  When did she turn into a Mrs. Abberline?

Receptionist:  If you require more information, the husband is still here with their son.

Portsmith *ignoring him*  Interesting, very interesting.  Amnesia ... does not remember … believes she is in Fiji and pregnant.  *smiles to herself*  Very funny, very funny indeed.  Thank you.  *looks closer at the name tag*  Thank you, Andrew, you have been most helpful.  I'll see to it that you will be rewarded.  *takes the files and leaves the reception.*

Andrew *in a very small voice*  Commander, you are not allowed to take the files anywhere ...  *voice trails off when Portsmith turns around and looks at him.*

Portsmith:  Did you have anything else?

Andrew:  Er ... Floor two, room 15.

Portsmith *seeing Abberline with Raven, withdraws in a room and watches them go past*  And now, Inspector Abberline, let's do some investigating about your 'wife.'  *enters the room, to the nurse*  Thank you nurse.  Now, leave me alone with the patient for a moment.  We will have to interrogate the victim immediately.  *as the nurse starts to protest, she frowns*  Just get out, will you, if you want to come back to a job tomorrow.  *Takes a chair and turns to Kat*  I am Commander Portsmith, and I am investigating this case.  I need to know the details of what happened.  What do you remember?  *pretends she reads from her notes*  Now, you claim that someone took away your child.  According to the hospital records, you had a healthy son born, and reported missing a day later.  Do you have any idea who could have taken the baby and why?  Have you ever heard the names Nate or Manouche?

Kat *Stares at Portsmith*  I don't understand.  You make no sense.  My child was never born.  *Shudders*  Nate saw to that. He tried to kill me. It was horrible, three days of torture, the blood, the pain, I wanted to die.  But there was a strange woman, Kidd was her name.  She came from nowhere and somehow saved me.  I believe Nate killed her, along with my child.  It's hard to remember.  It all seems to run together and blur.

Portsmith:  Thank you.  That is why I have to interrogate you, for setting the details straight.  *whatever you want to believe, dear Kat ...*  We would be most anxious to get hold of Nate.  He has many crimes like this on his conscience, but it is hard to get him without any evidence.  So you suspect him of torturing you and killing your unborn child and a woman called Kidd.  We have no report of that.  *hides smile behind papers*  Why didn't you or your husband report the assault on you?  You were very fortunate to escape with your life.  Can you tell me why Nate attacked you?  Was he alone?

Kat *Lost in thought*  There was someone else there.  I never got a clear look at who it was.  *Suddenly erupts in wild hysterical laughter*  My husband!  Husband indeed.  The bastard!  Nate is my husband!  *Dissolves into tears.*

Portsmith:  Your husband?  *rises eyebrows in true surprise, then rolls eyes at her tears, tries to keep herself from telling her to stop bawling*  We believe that Nate has an accomplice.  We suspect that she is a Gypsy called Manouche, now living here.  We have no knowledge of the whereabouts of Nate, and it seems that capturing this Manouche is the only way to get Nate.  If you want to see Nate punished for his horrible crimes, you could help us capturing this Manouche.  Thank you.  I will be back tomorrow if you remember any more details.  *gives her card to Kat*  You can contact me here.

Kat *Holding Portsmith’s card but not seeing it.  Mutters*  A gypsy.  A filthy gypsy helped steal my child’s life.  *Hatred floods her mind*  Manouche, I'll see you dead.

Portsmith:  There really can't be any crime worse than taking an innocent child's life, and they both deserve death for that.  But why would Nate kill his own child?  *looks at Kat sharply*  I will give you more details on that Manouche when you get home from the hospital.  Be assured, your child will not remain unavenged.  *tries hard to get at least some empathy in her voice*  Try to get well soon.  *leaves Kat's room and goes to reception, gives back the folder, forgetting entirely the experiment*  Andrew, get off for a while, I need to make a personal call.

Andrew *hops up nervously*  Sure, Commander!

Portsmith *phones Corso*  We better remove Nate from the lockup at the Security.  Transfer him to the dungeon at the castle, and remember that he has vanished and no one knows where he is. I'll fill in the details later.  *grins*  You are not going to believe this, but we have an excellent chance to get rid of some annoying persons.

Kat *watches Portsmith’s departure and whispers the answer to her question.*  He didn't kill his own child.  He killed Roberto's.