Jack's parents sound like wonderful people. Jack and Sue do sound like they are making some progress while learning more about each other.

I always love the little surprises you add in about Jack, Cath. There's always something new to learn about him in your stories.

So, perhaps, Murdoch will be his twin brother?

Wow! I find Jack's parents story beautiful! I embrace diversity so it would be quite amazing to meet them, I would imagine

A beautiful sotry about JAck's parents I love it!

They are getting closer I can feel it!

I'm glad to see that Jack and Sue are talking about their individual lives rather than work!!!

Joy

Nice!!!

What a wonderful post, Cath!
Full of such wonderful surprises!
Love the story of Jack's parents and how he's adopted.
Looking forward to more!

Tracy

I thinks it's increidbily sweet what he told Sue and the fact that he told her personal things that no one or very little people knew about him has to show her that he feels something more then friendship.

10/9 Post #37 - Ch 3 - Ah, so close, Jack, another missed opportunity and there wasn't even an interruption, unless you can call the waitress one. But, Cath, we don't want to wait until the end for them to get together!

10/9 Post #50 - Ch 4 - That was an interesting twist about Jack's parents and the fact he is adopted. I wonder, are we going to maybe "run into" his birth mother? Sue is becoming more bold with each conversation. I think she's going to end up proposing to him!

Now, when do we get to meet Murdoch? I'm very curious about their "Worlds Colliding". Oh, Linny, I hadn't thought about Murdoch being Jack's twin! What a great idea!

Lynn

Chapter 5

Finishing up early on Friday afternoon Jack took her hand, ‘I thought we could take the ferry to Toronto Island, have a picnic….. ‘

Works for me’ she nodded, grinning as he picked up a picnic basket from reception.

‘Did you know we’d be finishing early?’

He grinned sheepishly ‘the speaker said he had to fly back to LA so he had to be finished early, I figured after two and a half days of lectures we deserved some down time, a chance to see the sights and the hotel said they’d put a picnic together, nothing fancy but we can have dinner here tonight…….. you’re not mad are you?’

‘Why would I be mad? It’s a lovely thought’ her thumb ran over his knuckles and she grinned at the look of boyish excitement on his face.

Her dreams had again been filled with one Jack Hudson, of marriage and children, setting up a home with him, welcoming him home from work, watching him sign and read to their children as he grew in confidence with ASL.

Watching him dash around to the driver’s door she wondered who the lucky woman was that he wanted to date. Despite her best intentions she hadn’t given up on the possibility of them being an item but he had remained frustratingly tight lipped about who she might be.

‘You know where we’re going Hudson?’ she teased softly as he pulled out of the car park.

‘Yup’ he patted the Sat Nav and grinned, ‘if we get lost, blame this piece of kit not the driver…….’

Sue shook her head and rolled her eyes, patting his thigh as she glanced back at Levi who was already asleep on the back seat.

‘I’m impressed’ she smiled as they arrived at the ferry point, squealing as he tapped her lightly on the nose before dashing round to open her door.

Standing on the deck Sue deliberately snuggled closer to him, sighing softly as he ‘stretched’ and left his arm around her shoulders. A part of her wanted to fight this other woman for him but a bigger part wouldn’t, that part wanted to see him happy even if it wasn’t with her and if he had his eye on someone else then she wouldn’t stand in his way regardless of how convinced Lucy was that they belonged together.

Squeezing her shoulder he practised speaking the words he wanted her to see, ‘Sue I would like for us to go out as a couple, a dating couple not as friends….’ it sounded so easy in his head or when she couldn’t read him but when she looked at him he wobbled like a plate of jelly and his brain stopped working. He wished his mouth would stop working because all that came out was rubbish and he wanted to kick himself.

Despite his best intentions he was pretty sure she thought he was interested in someone else and he silently cursed his inability to say what he wanted when she was around.

‘It’s beautiful here’ she breathed as they sat in the gardens, gazing at the waters.

‘It is’ he nodded, his gaze firmly fixed on Sue who had, to his immense joy, taken her hair from the pony tail, leaving it loose and flowing.

Clearing away they wandered around the island in silence, both lost in their thoughts. Jack was wondering how to dig himself out of the hole he was currently in while Sue was wondering who her competitor might be.

Their hands brushed as they walked and, while they didn’t hold hands, neither did they jump away embarrassed as they usually did.

Finding a couple of seats they watched Toronto slip by as the ferry chugged back across the water.

‘This would be a great place to visit if we had more time’ Sue commented as they returned to the car.

‘It would’ he agreed wondering if she was aware of all that she’d just said. Apparently not he decided, she was almost a different person away from work, more relaxed, less guarded and he wondered if it was because she was out of her comfort zone and there was no-one around who might see them together.

He’d tentatively spoken to D about the policy, the closest he’d come to admitting to anyone that he had deep feelings for his co-worker and closest friend.
D had assured him he had no problems with them dating and working together but wouldn’t take it any further until Jack told him officially that they were now an item.
He was well aware he was wussing out in DC but the fear she didn’t want him was crippling, as was the concern that someone might see them together before they were able to have the policy scrapped.

‘So, you’d like to come back one day?’

He grinned as she blushed furiously and nodded, turning her gaze to the front windscreen as he drove, her head whirling with all she’d said, her cheeks burning as she remembered her exact words.

Walking Levi after they’d shared dinner and made plans for Saturday Jack walked her to her room, brushing his lips over her cheek before turning away and heading to his own room.

Thinking over the events of the day as he cuddled down under the covers, the hockey jersey reminding him of their first Christmas he would have prayed for another chance but he had a feeling that God would sigh and ask how many more chances he wanted and when he was planning on actually doing anything when he was given a chance.

They are sending each other numerous signals. Jack just needs to get over his fears to ask her. Jack did kiss her cheek. This made me think of the words from the old musical Carousel,

"If I loved you
Time and again I would try to say,
All I'd want you to know.
If I loved you,
Words wouldn't come in an easy way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by."

That was a delicious post Cath. Your slowly building the suspense of whether Jack will ever seize the opportunity....I can hardly stand it. I have the feeling that if Jack and Sue just looked deep into each other's eyes, Sue would melt and Jack would find the courage to tell her she is the one that he not only wants to date, but to marry. And it looks like he can't use the excuse of the job anymore! Jack, that was a great excuse and now it's gone!

Ivory, that song fits Jack perfectly!

Lynn

You know, I think everything would be so much better if one of them got the courage to tell the other how they felt. I know it's difficult, but all they need to think about are the results and the words should just come right out.

Sue is definitely stepping up her attention to Jack - the touches and comments that she is giving him - wake up, Jack!!!

Kudos, Ivory!! I had forgotten that beautiful song!! It's almost as if it was written for Jack!!!

Joy

Come on Jack....if you don't do something soon, like the song that Ivory quoted, it will pass you by, now go!

come on jack, you have nothing to lose. just go on and say...sue would you like to go on a date with me...that's all.

caught up on 2 great post jacks parents sound lovely but more
to the point jack please tell sue and tell her soon just hope by next week hes told her

Lin

Come on Jack you can do it ust ask her out!

I'm all caught up and all I can say is........WOW! I love the buildup to the romance, Cath. Jack is just so dreamy!! Can I have one? Huh? Can I?

Excellent post, Cath!
Looking forward to more!

Tracy

Black Creek Pioneer Village does exist in Toronto, however I have added a couple of buildings.

Chapter 6

‘I can’t believe the bureau is paying for us to stay here till Sunday? Did Randy have a blow to the head?’ Sue asked softly.

‘D ok’d it, decided we needed a break after out recent case load, and I didn’t disagree’ Jack smiled as they ate breakfast together.

‘So, you ready to hit Black Creek Pioneer Village?’

‘Are you sure you don’t mind going?’ Sue asked quietly, guessing an historic village probably wasn’t his idea of a great day out.

‘no, looking forward to it’ he smiled, truth was he knew he’d agree to sitting in a room watching paint dry if it meant he could spend the time with Sue.

Ambling around the site they admired the 40 original Toronto-area heritage homes, shops and community buildings which had been restored and furnished to recapture their original ambiance and demonstrate how settlers used it. Around the site were men, women and children dressed in Victorian clothing, working in the mill and the stores as they would have done during that time period.

‘That looks hot’ Sue murmured staring in awe at the woman wearing a long, multi-layered dress while she made bread.

‘Not as hot as that’ Jack indicated the farrier bending over a roaring fire hammering a shoe for the Clydesdale horse standing beside him.

In the streets children in full Victorian costume played with hoops and other wooden toys of the era.

‘You wanna have a walk round the gardens?’ Jack suggested as they exited the old church after looking around the mill and the doctor’s house.

‘Yeah, then I’d like to look around the school room……’ she’d never admit it to anyone but she’d long since stopped trying to follow what the guides were telling them, her gaze was fixed firmly on the man of her dreams.

‘Lord, help him take the chance… or me’ she prayed as they explored the 11 gardens and splendid grounds.

Standing back a little he watched as Sue chatted to one of the workers tending to the herb garden.

While he loved flowers he’d never quite mastered the whole growing them thing, either over or under watering them or leaving them where it was too hot or too cold. His mom had long ago given up on encouraging him to have a plant in his apartment recognising the fact that it would die before her next visit.

Sue, however had very green fingers and took a good deal of pleasure in the plants scattered around her apartment and now she was in her element, talking about the herbs and flowers and their medical use in the 1900’s.

‘Sorry Jack’ she apologised after thanking the woman.

‘NO PROBLEM’ he signed, smiling tenderly, ‘learn anything useful?’

‘I know what plants to chop up and boil then feed to someone I want to kill’ she teased.

‘Yeah? Guess I’d best be very careful not to annoy you Thomas’ he wagged a finger at him and she grinned her response before ambling away to find somewhere quiet for lunch.

‘I wish I’d remembered my camera’ Jack griped as they finished lunch and wandered around the farming area watching with interest as cows were milked by hand, chickens and sheep fed and horses ploughed the fields and pulled a cart.

‘Maybe you could bring the woman of your dreams sometime’ Sue suggested softly as they traced their steps back to the buildings.

‘Maybe’ he agreed quietly.

‘Aren’t they sweet?’ Sue murmured as they watched the children attend roll call and learn writing, reading and maths on small chalkboards before going outside to play in the yard.

‘They are, wonder what today’s kids would think if they had lessons like this?’ he agreed, ‘wonder what’s through that door?’ Jack nodded towards the door at the rear of the classroom.

‘Probably takes us to another building or a house’ Sue suggested, following him as he opened it.

‘What the heck………?’

Cath please don't leave us there!!!

Sam

You really captured the look and feel of the village. I can picture it. Now, what did they see? Please tell us more.

Black Creek sounds like a place I would love to visit!! Jack, you did it again - Sue gave you an opening and you shut it!! What are we going to do with you???

This morning I got up and had a thought about your story, Cath!! I have an idea where you are going to lead us, but I'm going to keep quiet and see if I'm right!!!

Now, we all know what's behind that door, don't we???

Joy

The descriptions you painted were wonderful. I can see it now.

Jack, you bumbling goof! Another missed opportunity to tell her!

I think I have an idea on this too, Cath, but like Joy, I'll wait and see if I'm right.

Cath...please come back soon! I want to see what they saw!

Ivory...the song was beautiful! Suits Jack's feelings well!

I have a weird feeling....which is probably because you left us hanging! Please continue!

I wonder what's behind that door but I have a weird feeling that it's not good.

oh are they going back to that time.... that would be so cool. are they ... are they!!!

Ch 6 - AHa! Black Creek Village, eh? I bet this is where they meet up with Murdoch. Can't wait..this is me.... Oh, I wish I had a Jack who would want to watch paint dry with me! Yeah, Sue...you'd better go ahead and take the chance...don't wait for Jack! And soon! Ooooooh, Jaaaack! Another missed opportunity!!!!!! You should have touched her upper arm and gently pulled her to you, your bodies just inches apart, looked deep into her eyes...she would have melted, you know....and said it....just four little words.....'your that woman, Sue'! Oh, I'm melting just thinking about that scene, Jack!

Maybe you need a little help from Yippee! Here we go!!!!!!

Cath, I had such fun reading this post....I'm beside myself. Can hardly wait for the next one!

Black Creek Village sounds like a lot of fun to visit. I love going to places which depict life in another era. The only one I've been to is Williamsburg, VA. If I ever get to Toronto, this will have to be on my list of Must See.

Lynn

I just Googled it and I can take a tour! Now I can see it without leaving my living room. Thanks.

I caught up and it's the weekend...I'm so excited! Can you tell? I love the little extra details you give us and the way you pace your story...and I'm really looking forward to what's about to unfold...at least, I think it is.

kav

Great post, Cath!
The Village sound fascinating!
Looking forward to finding out more!
You seem to have left us

Tracy

Chapter 7

Jack shook his head as he looked around him, noticing first and foremost that Sue was wearing the most beautiful red dress he had ever seen. It was full length, authentically Victorian with a cream, bead encrusted bodice. To his disappointment her hair was fastened in a severe bun, scraped away from her face.

Looking down he noticed his new attire, a thick woollen brown three piece suit with a high collar and tie which threatened to strangle him, black shoes which were stiff and squashed his feet.

‘Where are we?’ Sue whispered, clutching his hand for support and reassurance.

‘Toronto 1898 I think’ he whispered back, taking in the small street urchin standing beside them offering a newspaper.

Reaching in to his pocket to pull out some change he stared in amazement, his US dollars had gone, replaced by Canadian cents and dollars. Handing the small boy a handful of change he accepted the paper. Declining the change offered by the boy he smiled as the urchin ran of whooping, guessing he had enough now to feed his family.
Lost in their thoughts they were oblivious to the horse and carriage which came hurtling towards them, Jack only realising and pulling Sue away seconds before the black horse and brown carriage raced past. For once Jack was thankful Sue couldn’t hear as the driver let loose a string of expletives that made even his ears burn.

‘Watch where you walk sweetheart……’ Jack indicated the generous amounts of horse dung splattered along the road.

Sue wanted to ask if she’d read him right, not the part about watching where she walked, she’d taken one look at the horse dung and knew she’d read that bit right, but had he really called her sweetheart?

‘Do you have any idea where we are?’ she asked softly, looking around for Levi and breathing a sigh of relief when she saw him sitting on the pavement. Of the three of them Levi appeared to be the one least confused about what was happening.

‘Not a clue, Sue, not a clue. I think if we wander around, look as though we know where we are and what we’re doing we should be OK till we figure out how we get back.’ His arm wrapped reassuringly around her shoulders, belying the concern he felt in his heart.

Rounding the corner they looked up to a large imposing building which carried an air of hopelessness and despair.

‘What’s that?’ Sue asked.

‘That’s the asylum miss, they lock the loons up in there…… the one’s wot’s lost their minds.’ Jack looked down to see a group of small boys gathered around them.

‘They says if you don’t obey the law that’s where you goes’ another informed them, nodding his head wisely, although Jack wasn’t sure of the accuracy of that particular statement.

‘Me mam went there cos her took some bread wot didn’t belong to her to feed us. ‘er was never right after she came out, madder than when ‘er went in…they said ‘er was mad not bad….’ another commented and Jack could feel tears pooling in his eyes, the boys looked to be no more than 6 or 7.

‘Don’t you go to school?’ he asked softly.

‘We should but we ‘as to work. My dad’s drunk and me mam’s specting again. I ‘as to sell papers, clean up the ‘orse sh…. dung so we can eat…..’

The boys broke away to discuss how many brothers and sisters Joe, as Jack deduced he must be called, had either living or dead and he took the time to fill Sue in on what had been said.

‘How many babbies ‘as you ‘ad?’ Joe asked suddenly, ‘me mam’s ‘ad 13, course most of ‘em’s dead….’

‘We’re….. we’re not married’ Jack bumbled, noticing the deep shade of red sue was now wearing on her cheeks.

‘You looks married……. is you livin’ in sin?’

‘No……..’ Jack could feel Sue shaking with laughter beside him.

‘Only me mam and dad cuddles like that then mam’s carrying again……’

‘Why don’t you take us some place to eat huh?’ Jack suggested, desperate to change the topic of discussion, as much as he would like to cuddle and make babies with Sue when they were married it wasn’t a discussion for the middle of the street, least of all a street in 19th century Toronto.

‘There’s a pie shop’ Joe murmured hopefully.

‘Works for me’ Jack smiled as the gaggle of boys led the way, picking up a few more waifs and strays as they went.

‘Maybe you shouldn’t hug me’ Sue suggested regretfully, ‘we don’t want them thinking we’re making babies…….’

‘And maybe I should keep hugging you just so they know this isn’t how you make babies’ he chuckled, earning himself a swat to the arm.

‘’Ere we is…….’

‘Lead the way’ Jack indicated with his arm that the boys should go first before taking a brief moment to kiss Sue softly on the cheek causing her to blush furiously.

Digging deep Jack bought pies and gravy for al the boys, listening to their excited chatter which appeared to revolve around a recent murder.

The door to the shop flew open and an older boy raced in, ‘there’s been another one…… down by the river, police is on their way…..’

‘Another what?’ Jack asked.

‘Murder…… dead body, all cut open it is…..’ the older boy obviously revelled in such things as he was pink with excitement while the younger boys were currently various shades of white and green.

‘Wanna take a look, sweetheart?’ Jack asked as the boys began to leave.

She rolled her eyes and sighed, even in 19th century Toronto he still had to find a case.
‘I’m curious, I want to see how they handle cases……’

‘Joe? Will you show us where the body is?’

‘Sure mister…’ he held out his hand and Jack dropped some coins in, watching the small boy count them and beam with excitement.

Well, here they are, back in time and a murder to solve. And Jack is calling her Sweetheart!

That should give Sue more courage to express her feelings.

Cath, I think I've just discovered where you are going with this story. I wonder if it's the same as what Joy thinks.

Lynn

Not quite what I imagined, but very interesting plot!
Seems Jack and Sue can't even get a vacation away from cases.....they seem to find them!

Hmmm interesting. Not a Jack the Ripper copy-cat!!

Now is Jack Murdoch or will he meet him at the crime scene hope it is the latter!!

Can't wait for the next post Cath!!!

Sam

Good questions. I wonder this, too.

Not what I was expecting but I will run with this....the dress Sue is wearing sounds like the one that the had Liza wear in the flashback

I was too wondering the same thing. This is getting really cool Cath! Lovign it!

Ok, first, Jack called Sue sweethheart!!

Second,
I kinda like Jack's idea!

What an interesting turn of events! A fantastic idea!
Looking forward to reading more!

Tracy

A quick FYI, jurors were all men, they were usually vountary but could be forced to be on a jury and would be gathered at the scene of the murder by a constable. once their names were taken they were rarely abl to get out of jury service. a minimum of 12 men were required. they observed the scene, attended an inquest and pronounced cause of death. It could happen that the killer could be on the jury!!

Chapter 8

Arriving at the scene Sue felt her stomach churning, they’d flagged a cab down since it was unseemly for women to run and the river was a good couple of miles away. For a few extra cents the driver had the horse gallop to the scene and the occupants of the cab had been thrown around rather violently inside.

Her stomach was already queasy from the ride and now it threatened to evacuate the pie and gravy as she noticed the body.

‘Where are the police?’ she whispered.

‘That’s it I think’ Jack indicated to a lone officer, trying to keep back the crowd and round up a jury.

The mortal remains of the woman were exposed for all to see.

Slipping off his jacket Jack approached the body and covered her, anxious to give her some dignity in death.

‘Inspector Murdoch, sorry didn’t know you’d arrived’ the young constable murmured.

‘I’m not inspector Murdoch, Jack Hudson, from DC…..’

‘Crabtree……..’ a voice rang out across the crowd.

Turning Jack could have sworn he was looking in the mirror and he heard Sue gasp so he knew he wasn’t imagining things.

‘Yes sir’ Crabtree murmured.

Clear these people back and begin to gather the jury, coroner is on her way….and who are you?’

‘Jack Hudson….. I’m from DC… I thought I could help…..’

‘William Murdoch, Detective at number 4 station……. looking at you is like looking in the mirror….’

‘Just what I was thinking……can I help at all? I work in law enforcement.’

‘You boy’ Murdoch tapped Joe on the shoulder, ‘go to the phone on the corner of 8th and Maple, put a call through to number 4 station tell them William Murdoch wants assistance……. when they arrive I will pay you. Repeat what I told you…..’

Joe repeated it word for word and raced away.

‘These boys should be in school but they have to work to feed their families…’ Murdoch explained softly and Jack recognised a kindred spirit, a man fighting the inequalities of the world.

As Murdoch removed the jacket and began to examine the remains Jack studied him, he was a little taller than Jack, with a moustache but other than that they were identical. While Murdoch wore a brown suit similar to Jack’s he also wore a brown hat which gave him an air of authority.

‘Inspector Murdoch sir, I have the jury……’

‘Good, how many?’

‘Thirteen sir, Mr. Jensen is ready to take the oath on behalf of the jurors.’

‘Thank you, have them wait a few moments while I observe the body.’

‘Yes, sir and sir I’m sorry I thought you were Inspector Murdoch. As you can see you do look very alike.

‘No worries’ Jack smiled crouching beside the body, aware that Sue was watching him from the sidelines, forbidden to work alongside him because of the current laws.

Bending to his task Murdoch prayed over the body and made the sign of the cross, ‘I hope I haven’t offended you Mr Hudson? I don’t know if she had any faith but I do believe whoever she was God loved her. I pray she is in His presence.

‘No, I’m not offended, I often pray over the people we find, asking God to take them home and seeking His help in finding their killer’ Jack admitted. He’d prayed over the dead since first joining the bureau, convinced that even in the throes of death people could seek God but it was something he’d only ever admitted to Sue and now he was admitting it to someone who might not even be real. He shook his head and concentrated on the body.

The woman, who he guessed to be around 40 or 50 had been brutally stabbed, her clothing was torn to shreds by the knife which currently resided in her abdomen.
He watched in awe as Murdoch pulled out pencil and paper and began to draw the scene before them.

About to ask why he realised that they didn’t have reliable use of cameras yet, remembering a lecture on the history of forensics which had held him enthralled. Not only because of the subject matter but the depth of knowledge and love of the subject the lecturer had shown.

‘Do we know who she is?’ he asked.

‘Not yet, if she was a prostitute we might never….. I’ll make a sketch of her face when the coroner’s cleaned her up then send it to the stations.’

‘Isn’t she a little old to be a prostitute?’

‘No, she’s almost certainly around 20, maybe 25 years of age. She looks older because of her lifestyle…… sometimes people do what they have to do to survive….’ Murdoch answered, his focus on the body, the sketch almost complete.

‘Ambulance’ he murmured rising to his feet and greeting the driver and two constables who stepped out.

Sue chuckled as she watched Jack do a double-take at the horse-drawn carriage which had arrived. While clearly out of his comfort zone he looked incredibly cute and confuzzled and once again her heart ached for him.

Feeling the vibrations of the carriage she looked up to see an elegant woman descend, case in hand.

‘Coroner’ Joe told her, nodding wisely.

‘Dr Ogden’ Murdoch greeted her warmly, their working relationship obviously cordial.

‘Inspector Murdoch, what do you have for me?’ she withdrew her hand and glanced down at the body before looking at Jack. ‘Do you have a twin brother we were unaware of William?’

‘No twin, Jack Hudson, I’m up from Washington DC.’ He extended his arm and took her hand, unsure whether he should shake it or kiss it.

‘Maybe I should pay a visit to Washington DC sometime…..’ Jack blushed furiously and looked down at the body, praying Sue hadn’t seen the exchange. Looking up at her he knew she had and he groaned inwardly, aware she was almost certainly now comparing herself to the coroner.

‘Crabtree can you swear the jury in and bring them over?’ Murdoch asked quietly. Jack smiled softly, the guy treated his juniors with respect but they knew he was the boss, it was something he tried to do in his working life, with varying degrees of success.

The constables who arrived with the ambulance had been set varying tasks, mostly crowd control but also obtaining names and addresses of potential witnesses, orders had been given quietly but with authority, no barking of orders and demeaning comments with this guy.

Well... it's different... a good different.

I just can't wait to see what happens.

Cath, you write the Murdoch scenes with authenticity. I've read the books and you paint just as clear of a picture as the author did. Wonderful writing, here.

Yeah, I can see Sue comparing herself to Julia Ogden......so, now, Jack you need to assure her in a way she'll understand!!

Okay Cath you have answered one of my questions what about the other??

And Sue honey, Jack has eyes only for you!!!

Sam

Cath, that was an absolutely fantastic post! Now, I think I know where this story is going and I can't wait to find out if I'm right! I'm so excited. Oh, I wish I had read the Murdoch books, or even one; but, alas, I haven't had time. I should have bought one and read on the trip back from CA as I couldn't read on my laptop b/c there was too much light.

Now, Sue, you don't need to compare yourself with Julia and you don't need to worry about Jack falling for her or her falling for Jack. I bet she and William have a similar relationship as you and Jack! You just keep up that boldness that has overtaken you and see if it doesn't lead to where you want it to go!

I love that Murdoch prayed over the victim and Jack's response. I don't think that has ever been brought out in the many stories I've read out here and I don't know why. It seems so natural for Jack to do that.

Lynn

Try not to worry Sue.....JAck loves you and only you...although it would help if he actually told you that.

Glad you had Wm. keep the mustache if not it would be extremely troublesome in my head keeping them straight!

Wow!...I mean...really wow! I was completely transported back in time. So much attention to detail. I love the way you handled Murdoch's and Jack's meeting -- the way Jack was sizing Murdoch up, comparing. This is great! More please....Now.

kav

Fantastic writing, Cath!

Tracy

wow, that's kind of creepy. A Jack twin, is there going to be twins of bobby and the rest of the team? I love the story can't wait for more.