<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Tyler/305takehim2-1.jpg)</div><strong>Cooper and Tyler head to Brighton</strong><br/><br/>The next few days would seem like weeks as Cooper became more and more distracted regarding Helena and the danger that she was in. His duties around the house began to slip. However, luckily for him, the maid and the cook brought up the slack to an unnoticed Major.<br/><br/>Finally, Saturday 19th May 1888 came when he would take the Major to Brighton to visit some sort of men only gathering. They would spend the weekend there as was decided last minute. Cooper thought this to be more than acceptable as he was due to meet the lovely Helena on the morn of Sunday.<br/><br/>Upon arriving in Brighton, the Major booked himself into a private suite on the top floor of one of the leading hotels in Brighton and purchased an extra room for his companion Cooper, a few doors down from his. Unlike the Major, who, once unpacked, went out into the night to explore the many offerings that a soldier of his standing could find, Cooper settled in for the night as he did not want to oversleep for his reunion tomorrow.<br/><br/>During the night he awoke several times to noises coming from the direction of the Major’s room, but none of which gave him any concern so he quickly fell back to sleep. In the morning he awoke refreshed and once dressed into his tailored suit of clothes, he left the room and headed out into the morning sun.<br/><br/>It did not take him long to reach the tea room on Bond Street. Just before he entered, he politely tipped his hat to a lady and without any effort on his part opening the door for her. It was nine o’clock and by the smell of freshly baked scones coming from the kitchen, the place had only just opened. He took his seat by the window and ordered a large pot of tea. He then called the waitress back and requested some scones to munch on while he waited for Helena’s imminent arrival. He had only been her twice in his lifetime but the staff seemed to remember him. Had he created an impression on them and if so what kind as he had been accompanied by the Major on both occasions.<br/><br/>The tea and scones some arrived to his delight. He slowly poured himself a cup and took a scone from the plate. Once the milk was added to the tea and the scone had the butter and jam he took a deep breath and relaxed. Before long he was looking out of the window and watching people as the city woke up. Each time the bell went he would be knocked out of his trance to see who it was that had entered the Tea Room. Each time going back to his day dreaming as he saw it was not her. She still had time he thought as the anxiety and disappointment began to build within in. Until finally an hour or so later the bell chimed one last time.<br/><br/>He had seen her as she crossed the road in a delight dark blue dress. So he was not surprised when the bell finally rang. He waited for a moment for her to spot him, all anxiety and upset disappeared. Once she saw him, he smiled in her direction as he gestured with his hand for her to join him.<br/>