<div align="center">Connor Seaforth</div><div align="center">His mother's home a few doors away from Halliwell Manor</div><div align="center">Tag none </div>(http://i1089.photobucket.com/albums/i359/etinz/JD3.jpg)<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"> Conversation with Chinese food</span></strong></div><br/>Kate Andrews parked her car behind what could only be her son's rental car ,it had been seven years since she had seen her only child and now that their reunion was imminent she was suddenly a bundle of nerves. The quick on-line conversations they had had over the last few years could never replace face to face contact. Getting out of the car she picked up the Chinese food she had purchased on her way home form work, it wasn't that there was no food at home, in fact her pantry was well stoked as always, it was just that tonight cooking was the last thing she wanted to do.<br/><br/>Kate watched her son use chopsticks to expertly pick up food and deposit into his mouth , it was a skill she'd never bother to learn, now that he was in front of her and not looking into some screen thousands of miles away he looked old somehow, what had those eyes seen she wondered.<br/><br/>She knew some of what he had done, he been involved in that nasty Falklands War, her own father had been in the Royal Marines and saw combat in the first war with Argentina way back in 82 , just a few years before she had been born , so now that her son had been involved in the second war seemed to be life mocking her, particularly when her own illness had occurred at the same time...even now doctors still didn't have an answer as to what had caused all the energy in her body to seemingly flee from her.<br/><br/>Then there was the time not 6 months ago when Prince Phillip and Princess Margaret (children of King William) were taken hostage in St James Palace by home grown terrorists the BRP , she hated politics and had lost touch with politics back home but she knew the BRP were a radical offshot of the parties calling for an end to Monarchy.<br/><br/>Connor had insisted he'd had nothing to do with the rescue of the royal siblings but as she watched the Television , with Melly, as the SAS went in, she knew,  just knew which one of the men covered head to toe in black had been her son, it was the longest five minutes of her life.<br/><br/>"Are you going to visit your fathers grave" she asked suddenly<br/><br/>Connor looked up a piece of chicken just about to be eaten seemed to balance in the chopsticks "Yeah going tomorrow morning"<br/><br/>"And Melly" Kate asked quickly "I didn't like not being able to tell her you were coming back " her tone a little hard , when Connor had called a month earlier to say he was leaving the Regiment she'd been surprised considering all that he had sacrificed to be a part of it , he'd then asked her not to tell the Halliwell's and as much as that went against her nature and as highly as she regarded the Halliwell children , Melly in particular, she had acceded to her sons request and not informed them that her son was coming back to San Fransisco.<br/><br/>"I know it was hard for you mum, considering the way, I left I think its best if I have as little contact with the Halliwells as possible  I doubt if they would be too welcoming"<br/><br/>"Well you have given them many reasons not to welcome you but don't underestimate the value of the friendship you had with them, you can have it again" Kate then added " So Melly?"<br/><br/>Connor popped the piece of chicken in his mouth to buy a little more time for himself , his mother wasn't going to let it go, he knew his parents had all but seen Melly as their daughter in law in waiting, no doubt his mother would love that still to happen but Connor knew that particular ship had all but sailed away and it wasn't just the way he'd left it was Melinda's lack of trust in him, that and maybe a few other things Connor thought sadly.<br/><br/>"Would you like me to see her tomorrow as well" he said resigning himself to his fate, he wondered what she would do first hit him or hug him, Connor's money was on hit.<br/><br/>" I know where she works, she's still as beautiful as ever ...more so in fact"<br/><br/>Connor looked at his mother and choose not to say anything instead he focused on his meal, Melinda's beauty had never been in question , it was the person she was that he had fell in love with,not for the first time he'd love to get his hand on whoever told Melly that frickin stupid lie.<br/><br/>As he ate, his mind worked over the profile he'd read ,his target had helped finance the BRP pricks who'd taken the King's children hostage, but this guy was an American in America and squeaky clean by all accounts, the American authorities wouldn't do a thing without hard evidence and the fact that the diplomatic option hadn't been taken ususally meant the hard evidence was something His Majesty's Government weren't meant to know but had otherwise acquired.<br/><br/>Yet the more he thought of his target the more he thought of Melly, the simple truth was that he'd never stopped loving her, never stopped caring that's why it hurt so much.<br/><br/>The meal ended and Connor excused himself he'd had a long flight and needed sleep. Kate watched him climb the stairs to his room and sighed as he moved form view, she hoped whatever her son as looking for he would find...he seemed so old.