"Wake up, Fallon," Jason Colby said tenderly, patting her hand.

Fallon's eyes flicked open. She seemed completely uncomprehending as

to her surroundings.

A smiling nurse then appeared. "You're in the hospital, miss. You just

had a bad fainting spell, that's all."

Fallon looked up at Jason and Frankie's concerned faces. But her face

suddenly grew pale as she began to remember. "My God," she said. "It

was him! He was there!"

"Who was there?" Frankie said.

"Jason?" she looked up at her father-in-law. "I don't know how to tell

you this. But I saw a man tonight that I thought I'd never seen

again."

"Who?" Jason said gently.

"But it can't be. He's dead. He died years ago." Her voice trailed

off. It was as if her words had no sense; no believability. She seemed

hard-pressed to utter them.

"Who did you see, Fallon?" Jason tried again.

"I saw...it was your brother! It was Cecil Colby!"

Jason and Frankie exchanged knowing glances. Jason smiled slightly as

he stroked Fallon's forehead. "There now, it couldn't have been Cecil.

You're very right. He died more than twenty years ago. You know you

must have imagined it."

"I must have. But why?" Fallon said, not quite trusting her own

senses. "But no, I'm sure it was him. I got a call. Something about

Roman, a man said. He told me to meet him in the garden behind the

church. And I saw a man. And it was Cecil! He was older, much older

than the last time I saw him. But it was him. It had to have been."

"Fallon, I'm sure that something or someone scared you," Jason said

calmly, "but it couldn't have been my late brother. More than likely,

the stress of all that's happened to you has gotten to you."

"I hope that's all it was," Fallon said. "I wouldn't want to think

that I'm out of my--" her thoughts raced back to a time when her

emotions had collided with her imagination and sent her to a place

from which she almost didn't return.

Fallon then noticed how nervous and worried her in-laws both looked.

"Oh, no. Frankie, Jason--you mustn't worry about me. I'm not going

crazy again, I promise you. You're right, it couldn't have been Cecil.

It must have been something who looked like Cecil, and my mind played

tricks on me. I'm just being silly, that's all." Her last few words

had disintegrated into a half-hearted chuckle that both relieved and

frightened Frankie and Jason at the same time.

Fallon grew quiet again and stared up at the ceiling. Something was

still bothering her. She couldn't really make herself believe what she

had just said. Because there was one thing she couldn't overlook: he

had called her by name. She shuddered under the covers and decided

then and there to withhold that last bit of information from her

in-laws for now. They were far too concerned for her well-being to

worry them further.

She then wondered why they, instead of Fallon's own parents and

husband were at the hospital. "Jeff? Wh-where is he?"

"Jeff is...well, he had an emergency, Fallon. He's all right, but

Adam's in deep doo-doo."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure, but it had something to do with proof about that

collapsed building."

"Adam...that jerk," Fallon rested back onto the pillow. "And where's

Blake? Is he outside?"

"Uh, no," Jason said. "Fallon, I'm afraid he's gone off to New Zealand

with Krystle and young William. Seems that William discovered that his

mother'd been murdered."

"Patricia? How awful!" Fallon said.

"We don't know any of the details, Fallon," Frankie said. "Blake and

Krystle had run off shortly after the wedding and Adam was being

dragged into a police car. The second they were all gone, you were

found and we came with you to the hospital. The rest of the family's

back at the house."

"It's like a bad dream," Fallon stretched her neck. "First we discover

that Steven is really missing. Then Patricia is killed.

Then Adam's finally caught. Then I see Cecil Colby, back from the

dead. It's really quite absurd, isn't it? It's like I went to sleep

and woke up in a looking-glass house where everything's the wrong way

around." She sighed and closed her eyes.

Frankie and Jason remained silently at her bedside, both thinking the

same disturbing thoughts.

The Hadassah Har Hazofim Hospital, Jerusalem, Israel

"What�s taking them so long?" Danny asked, as he and Ashley

sat in the waiting room of the ER. After Krystina had collapsed, they called

an ambulance and brought her to the local hospital, still

unconscious.

"Don't worry, Danny. My uncle is the best. He'll take care of her,"

Ashley said, referring to her aunt's husband.

"I still don't understand why she came here. She didn't tell you what

she wanted, did she?" he asked, still finding it very strange that his

youngest aunt came to Israel after him.

Ashley stuttered. She couldn't tell him the truth. She knew the

second Danny found out she lied to him again, he'd leave her--

this time forever. What would she do now? Luckily for her, Krystina

collapsed before she could talk to Danny, but what would she do when Krystina wakes up and tells him everything? I have to make sure she

doesn�t talk to him, Ashley thought as shivers crossed her body. She

knew she was sounding exactly like her mother now, and this was the reason she came

to Israel in the first place, to run from Anne and her sick habits.

No, Ashley thought, I�m nothing like Anne!� She didn't want anything

bad happening to Krystina; it was just an accident, and it wasn't her

fault. She only tried to convince her not to tell Danny the truth.

"Ash?" Danny turned to her, "Are you all right?"

"Oh, yes, what did you ask?" she tried to earn some time, as Ran,

Rebecca's husband, walked out from the ER and approached them.

"Ashley, Danny," he began.

"How is she, how's Krystina?" Danny stood up and asked.

"Well she suffers from a deep concussion, apparently resulting of the

bump she got in her head when she fall down," he began.

"Is it serious?" Danny asked.

"Well she's back to full consciousness, but she's a little bit dizzy.

We gave her some pills to the pain, but other then that she was lucky.

She'll be fine," he said.

"Thank god! Can I see her now?"

"Yes, but for a short time, she's still very weak and should resting,"

the doctor said.

"Thank you, Ran. You're the best," Ashley forced a smile, "Can I see

her too?" she asked and he nodded.

"Krystina, hey!" Danny called as he walked into the room where she'd

been lying. Krystina looked at him, and tried to smile. She looked

pale and confused. Danny took her hand and sat next to her bed. Ashley

came after him, looking at Krystina, wondering if she remembered what

happened before she collapsed.

"How are you? Do you remember what happened?" Danny asked, as if reading

Ashley's mind. Ashley looked at her, tense.

"I'm not sure. The doctor said I'm in Jerusalem? What am I doing

here?" Krystina asked.

"Well, that's what I want to ask you myself. You came to visit Ashley

and me, but before I saw you, you suddenly collapsed," Danny said.

"Israel? So I'm in Israel?" Krystina asked, still dazed.

"Well yes, you don't remember why you came here?" Danny asked, worried.

"No, actually. Why did I came here?" Krystina asked and Ashley looked

at her, with a sigh of relief.

And now...

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