"And that's what happened." Evelyn sat across from Paul in the hospital cafeteria. "The Doctors aren't sure what was wrong with him, but he's expected to make a full recovery."
"Evelyn, I'm not sure what to say?" Paul shook his head slowly then looked at Evelyn. "How did you find that room?"
"Paul, I don't know how I did anything. It was like something came over me and helped me every step of the way." She smiled as she sipped the last bit of liquid from her cup. "I wonder if maybe I made the whole thing up...then I remember that Alva is up there in a room recovering." She shrugged. "Come on, he's been asking about you." She stood and waited for Paul to join her.
They walked in silence toward Alva's room, neither knowing what to say to the other. As they neared, Evelyn felt something familiar and shivered.
"Evie? You okay?" Paul asked as he touched her gently.
"Yeah, just a shiver." She smiled and allowed the younger man to wrap his arm around her shoulder. They stopped as a tall, slender man walked out of Alva's room. Evelyn felt a sense of recognition but knew she had never laid eyes on the attractive man. As they passed the imposing figure, he smiled softly, his eyes twinkling. Paul nodded in acknowledgement. "Paul, do you know him?" Evelyn asked as they stopped at Alva's door.
"No." He looked at the retreating figure. "Maybe he's one of the Doctors."
"Maybe." Evelyn shook her head and forced a smile. "Come on, let's see how his majesty is doing."
"I heard that." Alva grinned weakly from the bed. "Paul, it's good to see you."
"Hey Keel, heard you ran into a bit of trouble while I was gone." Paul sat next to the bed.
"So I've been told." He stared at Evelyn. "I don't recall much of what happened and from what Evie tells me, I don't think I want to remember."
"Alva who what that man." Evelyn asked absently.
"An old friend." Alva grinned secretively. "He has a psychiatric practice in Scotland."
"He must be a friend to have traveled all the way over here just to see you." Paul looked surprised.
"He was already in town on other business. He heard I wasn't in the best of health and dropped by." Alva dismissed any further discussion of the stranger. "I've been told that I should be able to go home in the next few days." He looked into Evelyn's eyes. "Have you taken care of the situation we discussed?" She nodded. "Good."
"You look tired Alva. Maybe we should let you rest." Evelyn nudged Paul. "Come on, we can visit later." She began to walk toward the door.
"Evie?" Alva spoke quietly.
"Yes?" Evelyn smiled as she turned.
"Did you replace that sword as I requested?"
"Of course. I put it right where I found it."
"Good." Alva suppressed a yawn. "I am rather tired." He waved absently as they left the room.
"Sword?" Paul looked questioningly at Evelyn after they had left the room. "You touched one of Alva's swords? The ones he won't let anyone go near?"
"I needed one." Evelyn said lightly, amused at the look on Paul's face. "I put it back when I was finished."
"Come on, let's go back to the office for awhile. There are some things we need to go over before Alva gets out." She almost laughed at the total confusion Paul was feeling. "Come on, it'll be quiet for a change. We can get a lot done." Grabbing the man's elbow, Evelyn led Paul out the hospital, toward the Office.