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vigorliA Life Known
Chapter 24
Title: Where The Road Leads
Rating: R
Warnings: Angst
Disclaimer: See previous
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Chapter 24
Orlando arrived at his home and pulled into the drive. Most of the drive back to his place he couldn’t even remember half of the drive. His mind seemed to go blank on him as the thoughts became too much in his head. He made his way to the door and opened it slowly and shutting it quietly behind him. He was exhausted.
“Where have you been?” came the voice from within the dark room.
Orlando gasped with surprise. “Shit Elijah, you scared the crap out of me!” he said as he threw the keys on the couch table.
“Well, you’ve scared the shit out of me! Where the hell have you been?” he asked slightly annoyed with his friend. “I was worried about you!”
Orlando ran his hand through his tousled curls. “I went and saw Pete, Lij,” he replied as he sat down on the couch and laid his head back.
Elijah shook his head in disbelief, “Don’t tell me, let me guess…he said there was no way he was going to release you from your contract.”
“No…” he whispered. “He said he would talk to Viggo, said we could work things out.”
“I saw Viggo before I left his place tonight Orli, he seemed a little more rational than when you talked to him.”
Orlando laughed, “He’s probably glad now that he’s had the chance to think it over; glad to be rid of me.”
Elijah frowned, “Why do you do that, huh? Why do you belittle yourself like that?”
“It’s how I feel Elijah, it’s really how I feel. I’m really tired…so do you mind if I go to bed?” he asked sitting up.
“I think we need to talk Orli, get things straightened out first.”
“No, not tonight I am emotionally drained and I don’t want to talk about it. Peter told me to get some rest and take tomorrow off. That way I have a three-day holiday. God knows I need it after tonight.”
Elijah frowned, “Fine then, when your ready to talk call me.” He said as he stood and walked to the door. He turned and looked at Orlando and noticed the black circles under his eyes, the slump in his normally straight body. “Vig doesn’t hate you Orli, why don’t you sleep on that okay?” he said, and then walked out the door.
Orlando ran his hands over his face and rubbed at his eyes tiredly. “Fuck,” he murmured standing up and making his way into the kitchen to take his nightly pills. He swallowed them quickly and made his way back to the bedroom and slowly undressed and slid into bed. He pulled the sheet up over his legs to his waist and lay looking at the ceiling fan going around and around. Just like my life he thought…and endless circle, never-ending.
He turned and closed his eyes adjusting his pillow to his comfort and let out a deep sigh.
His thoughts immediately drifted to Viggo and the talk he had had that night. He remembered the look of pain etched in those soft blue eyes. They cut deep into his soul as Viggo stared at him as the news sunk in as to what Orlando was trying to tell him. “It cuts like a knife, he whispered into the dark room. “We have a perfect match,” the doctor had told him. “A perfect match,” he whispered to himself. “Maybe to perfect.”
He sat up in bed and turned the bedside light on. He sat there for several minutes and stared at the cold piece of plastic on the bedside table. He grabbed the phone book and flipped through the many pages until he found what he was looking for. He picked up the phone and dialed the number and waited as the phone rang several times. He felt his heart fluttering as he waited.
“Ah.. yes… hello, this is Orlando Bloom. Yes, Bloom, I need to make reservation for a flight to London as soon as possible.”
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Elijah got into Sean’s car and dialed the number as soon as he had shut the door.
“Lo?” came the deep voice on the other end.
“Orli’s at home now,” he said as he stared the engine.
“His house?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m just leaving, going home, he wants to be left alone.” He replied as he pulled out into the street.
“How was he? Was he still upset?”
“He just said he was really tired, and didn’t want to talk. He went and talked to Peter, and of course Peter told him no he couldn’t let him go.”
“Well, I guess as long as he is safe and at home he will be okay until tomorrow, and then we can talk to him then.”
“If he’ll let you. He really didn’t seem like talking much tonight. He usually has been pretty open about this once he let everything out, but now he was rather tight lipped.”
“It’s all probably catching up with him Lij, let him sleep tonight and then we’ll go over there tomorrow okay?”
“Yeah okay, I’m pretty knackered too,” he said with a deep sigh.
Sean laughed, “You and me both lad, I’ll give Vig a call and let him know Orlando’s okay, he was worried sick about him.”
“It seemed to me like he didn’t care Sean?” he replied sarcastically.
“Deep down I believe he does Lij, he cares more than he is willing to admit. Like I told you earlier, he was in shock, I mean if it was you in Viggo’s place how would you react? He hasn’t made a decision either way about Orlando, but he’s a lot calmer than when I found him, so that a very good sign in my opinion.”
“Okay, well I’m home now so I’m going to take a nice long nap and forget about this whole fucking night!”
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow then Lij, night,”
“Night Sean and thanks for all your help.”
“Well for what the little help I was able to give. Bye.”
“Bye,” Elijah said and flipped his phone closed. He was going to call Orlando nex, but decided he had bothered him enough for the night. He walked to the door and felt a sudden chill run down his spine. He shivered and looked around. He laughed to himself. “Over active imagination!” He unlocked the door and closed it behind him and went to his room and readied himself for bed. He crawled in bed, he was as tired as he could ever remember and shut the light off. Again he thought about calling Orlando, but he brushed the thought aside. He was a big boy and could be by himself for the night he thought as he lay down into the softness of the bed. He let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes and was sleeping instantly.
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Viggo lay in bed writing, waiting for the phone to ring. He glared at the phone occasionally, picking it up to see if he had it turned on, then placing it back down on the bed beside him.
He was trying to write out his feelings about what had happened that night. He had started this little journal when he had come to New Zealand. A scant few pages were filled in, he had been so busy he hardly had time to fill anything in. He stared at the blank page. He normally had no problems putting on to paper his thoughts and feelings. But his thoughts were so messed up now that he had trouble putting it all into words that would make a coherent sentence.
‘Orlando, How do I describe him? I was smitten with him the moment I laid my eyes upon him. Twice smitten actually, for I first saw him as Legolas when he came storming out of the bathroom in the trailer. He looked so flustered. His blonde wig all over the place bitching about the contacts…and then the moment I lay eyes upon him…my heart stopped. I may have acted composed but inside I was trembling’
He took a second to smile at the vision he had in his mind. It was at that moment he knew…he just new things would be different for him there.
‘ I saw him later that night at the bar, he was in his regular clothes and I made a fool of myself and didn’t recognize who he was. I thought again, as he I stared into those brown eyes the warmth and compassion I saw in him. It was a very odd sensation to have that same feeling twice in one day.…I felt the same heart stopping feeling as earlier that day.
When I found out it was him. I couldn’t believe it.’
Viggo laid his head back on the headboard and closed his eyes. He thought back to when they were first at Viggo’s and they had been out on the deck talking and Orlando had laid his hand on his arm and he had felt the warmth travel through his body by that one single touch. It had shaken him.
He was startled out of his thoughts by the phone ringing. He quickly lay down his book and pen and grabbed the phone quickly.
“Hello?”
“Hey Vig, it’s Sean.”
“Hey, any new’s from Orlando?” he asked eagerly.
“Yeah, he’s at home now. Lij checked on him and said he wanted to be left alone for the night. We thought about going over in the morning, just to check on him.”
“I feel like such an ass Sean,” he said with a soft sigh.
“Hey, don’t beat yourself up about it Vig, it was a lot to take in considering everything.”
“I was just writing in my journal about my first impression of him. How he made my heart stop when I saw him.”
“He’s very easy on the eyes Vig.” Sean replied.
“It’s not just that Sean, it was just him.
“I’m sure things will work out fine for you two Vig, just give it time, whether you want to try a relationship with him or just be friends.”
“If he still wants me.” He replied.
“If you still want him?” Sean answered back. “Do you Vig, do you want him?”
Viggo gently closed his eyes and the image of Orlando appeared before him as he was laid out on the bed, his orgasm just claiming him. He swallowed hard at the image but he also knew it was more than just physical.
Viggo? Viggo, you still there?” Sean asked into the phone.
Viggo shook his head. “Sorry Sean, my mind drifted there a bit.
“And where did it go to Vig?” he asked teasingly.
Viggo smiled, “To Orlando.”
“I hope that’s a good thing then?” he replied.
“Yeah Sean it is. I can’t let this come between us, I need to learn to love him with the knowledge of what he has inside him, he deserves to be loved that way, with all my heart.”
Sean smiled, “That’s good to hear Vig, now we just need to convince Orlando of that fact. But I’m sure that can all wait till tomorrow though. It’s been a rough day and I think everyone concerned needs to rest.”
“Yeah,” he laughed. “I’m beat, really. I’m going to try and get a hold of him tomorrow then Sean, I’ll talk to you later, aright?”
“Yeah,” he said around a loud yawn. “I’m beat! Night Vig.”
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Orlando placed the phone down on the table, and shut the book. He sighed, first thing out in the morning. He hadn’t really expected a flight so soon. He thought about calling Elijah and then changed his mind. He knew he would try to talk him out of it, Sean also. He would call them after he arrived in London, that would probably be the best thing to do.
He sat about getting his things together in his suitcase. His mind drifting back to Viggo and the sadness that was in his eyes the last he saw of him. It made his own eyes sting with the rush of tears that he tried to fight back. He threw the next piece of clothing in not even bothering to fold it. He felt angry all of a sudden. He wasn’t even sure whom he was really angry with or what it was he was angry about. Life in general he assumed. He thought of the unfairness of needing a new heart, he thought of the senseless death of Viggo’s wife. He thought of the ironic coincidence that he would end up with that heart, and then have to tell Viggo of it. It hurt him so much to tell him, it hurt because he knew Viggo would hurt, he hurt because deep down inside he knew that he might lose Viggo. If he ever had him that is. Why did it hurt so much he wondered? He stopped his packing and stood fingering the shirt he had in his hands, it was the same shirt he wore the night that he and Viggo almost made love. Made love his mind said again. Is that why it hurt so much? Is that why he was in so much pain? Did he actually love Viggo? The feelings for the man were so confusing. He sat down on the bed suddenly tired. He rubbed his tired eyes. His mind went back to that night. The night they had almost made love. He remembered so vividly the touch of Viggos hands on him and they stroked him to his completion. How the waves of heat flooded his body. How easily he had given his release at Viggos hands.
He not only had he given his release he realized…he had given his heart and soul to the man. He had never loved anyone before, so the realization was slow to dawn on him.
“I love you Viggo,” he whispered gently into the crumpled shirt in his hands. “I love you, and it hurts so much that now, you will not be able to love me back.”
Then he knew he had to leave for certain. He laid the shirt gently into the suitcase and closed it shut. He made his way into the restroom and placed all his toiletries into another bag and quickly closed that also.
He made his way into he rest of the house and checked for all his belongings. Once that was done, he picked up the car keys from the table and headed out to the car. It was much to early to be leaving for the airport, but he felt the strong need to leave as soon as he could. He shut the car door behind him and looked at the house once more and then slowly pulled away without looking back.
Tbc……
Chapter 24
Title: Where The Road Leads
Rating: R
Warnings: Angst
Disclaimer: See previous
Feedback:Yes please if its nice! Next chapter will come quicker with more reviews!
Chapter 24
Orlando arrived at his home and pulled into the drive. Most of the drive back to his place he couldn’t even remember half of the drive. His mind seemed to go blank on him as the thoughts became too much in his head. He made his way to the door and opened it slowly and shutting it quietly behind him. He was exhausted.
“Where have you been?” came the voice from within the dark room.
Orlando gasped with surprise. “Shit Elijah, you scared the crap out of me!” he said as he threw the keys on the couch table.
“Well, you’ve scared the shit out of me! Where the hell have you been?” he asked slightly annoyed with his friend. “I was worried about you!”
Orlando ran his hand through his tousled curls. “I went and saw Pete, Lij,” he replied as he sat down on the couch and laid his head back.
Elijah shook his head in disbelief, “Don’t tell me, let me guess…he said there was no way he was going to release you from your contract.”
“No…” he whispered. “He said he would talk to Viggo, said we could work things out.”
“I saw Viggo before I left his place tonight Orli, he seemed a little more rational than when you talked to him.”
Orlando laughed, “He’s probably glad now that he’s had the chance to think it over; glad to be rid of me.”
Elijah frowned, “Why do you do that, huh? Why do you belittle yourself like that?”
“It’s how I feel Elijah, it’s really how I feel. I’m really tired…so do you mind if I go to bed?” he asked sitting up.
“I think we need to talk Orli, get things straightened out first.”
“No, not tonight I am emotionally drained and I don’t want to talk about it. Peter told me to get some rest and take tomorrow off. That way I have a three-day holiday. God knows I need it after tonight.”
Elijah frowned, “Fine then, when your ready to talk call me.” He said as he stood and walked to the door. He turned and looked at Orlando and noticed the black circles under his eyes, the slump in his normally straight body. “Vig doesn’t hate you Orli, why don’t you sleep on that okay?” he said, and then walked out the door.
Orlando ran his hands over his face and rubbed at his eyes tiredly. “Fuck,” he murmured standing up and making his way into the kitchen to take his nightly pills. He swallowed them quickly and made his way back to the bedroom and slowly undressed and slid into bed. He pulled the sheet up over his legs to his waist and lay looking at the ceiling fan going around and around. Just like my life he thought…and endless circle, never-ending.
He turned and closed his eyes adjusting his pillow to his comfort and let out a deep sigh.
His thoughts immediately drifted to Viggo and the talk he had had that night. He remembered the look of pain etched in those soft blue eyes. They cut deep into his soul as Viggo stared at him as the news sunk in as to what Orlando was trying to tell him. “It cuts like a knife, he whispered into the dark room. “We have a perfect match,” the doctor had told him. “A perfect match,” he whispered to himself. “Maybe to perfect.”
He sat up in bed and turned the bedside light on. He sat there for several minutes and stared at the cold piece of plastic on the bedside table. He grabbed the phone book and flipped through the many pages until he found what he was looking for. He picked up the phone and dialed the number and waited as the phone rang several times. He felt his heart fluttering as he waited.
“Ah.. yes… hello, this is Orlando Bloom. Yes, Bloom, I need to make reservation for a flight to London as soon as possible.”
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Elijah got into Sean’s car and dialed the number as soon as he had shut the door.
“Lo?” came the deep voice on the other end.
“Orli’s at home now,” he said as he stared the engine.
“His house?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m just leaving, going home, he wants to be left alone.” He replied as he pulled out into the street.
“How was he? Was he still upset?”
“He just said he was really tired, and didn’t want to talk. He went and talked to Peter, and of course Peter told him no he couldn’t let him go.”
“Well, I guess as long as he is safe and at home he will be okay until tomorrow, and then we can talk to him then.”
“If he’ll let you. He really didn’t seem like talking much tonight. He usually has been pretty open about this once he let everything out, but now he was rather tight lipped.”
“It’s all probably catching up with him Lij, let him sleep tonight and then we’ll go over there tomorrow okay?”
“Yeah okay, I’m pretty knackered too,” he said with a deep sigh.
Sean laughed, “You and me both lad, I’ll give Vig a call and let him know Orlando’s okay, he was worried sick about him.”
“It seemed to me like he didn’t care Sean?” he replied sarcastically.
“Deep down I believe he does Lij, he cares more than he is willing to admit. Like I told you earlier, he was in shock, I mean if it was you in Viggo’s place how would you react? He hasn’t made a decision either way about Orlando, but he’s a lot calmer than when I found him, so that a very good sign in my opinion.”
“Okay, well I’m home now so I’m going to take a nice long nap and forget about this whole fucking night!”
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow then Lij, night,”
“Night Sean and thanks for all your help.”
“Well for what the little help I was able to give. Bye.”
“Bye,” Elijah said and flipped his phone closed. He was going to call Orlando nex, but decided he had bothered him enough for the night. He walked to the door and felt a sudden chill run down his spine. He shivered and looked around. He laughed to himself. “Over active imagination!” He unlocked the door and closed it behind him and went to his room and readied himself for bed. He crawled in bed, he was as tired as he could ever remember and shut the light off. Again he thought about calling Orlando, but he brushed the thought aside. He was a big boy and could be by himself for the night he thought as he lay down into the softness of the bed. He let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes and was sleeping instantly.
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Viggo lay in bed writing, waiting for the phone to ring. He glared at the phone occasionally, picking it up to see if he had it turned on, then placing it back down on the bed beside him.
He was trying to write out his feelings about what had happened that night. He had started this little journal when he had come to New Zealand. A scant few pages were filled in, he had been so busy he hardly had time to fill anything in. He stared at the blank page. He normally had no problems putting on to paper his thoughts and feelings. But his thoughts were so messed up now that he had trouble putting it all into words that would make a coherent sentence.
‘Orlando, How do I describe him? I was smitten with him the moment I laid my eyes upon him. Twice smitten actually, for I first saw him as Legolas when he came storming out of the bathroom in the trailer. He looked so flustered. His blonde wig all over the place bitching about the contacts…and then the moment I lay eyes upon him…my heart stopped. I may have acted composed but inside I was trembling’
He took a second to smile at the vision he had in his mind. It was at that moment he knew…he just new things would be different for him there.
‘ I saw him later that night at the bar, he was in his regular clothes and I made a fool of myself and didn’t recognize who he was. I thought again, as he I stared into those brown eyes the warmth and compassion I saw in him. It was a very odd sensation to have that same feeling twice in one day.…I felt the same heart stopping feeling as earlier that day.
When I found out it was him. I couldn’t believe it.’
Viggo laid his head back on the headboard and closed his eyes. He thought back to when they were first at Viggo’s and they had been out on the deck talking and Orlando had laid his hand on his arm and he had felt the warmth travel through his body by that one single touch. It had shaken him.
He was startled out of his thoughts by the phone ringing. He quickly lay down his book and pen and grabbed the phone quickly.
“Hello?”
“Hey Vig, it’s Sean.”
“Hey, any new’s from Orlando?” he asked eagerly.
“Yeah, he’s at home now. Lij checked on him and said he wanted to be left alone for the night. We thought about going over in the morning, just to check on him.”
“I feel like such an ass Sean,” he said with a soft sigh.
“Hey, don’t beat yourself up about it Vig, it was a lot to take in considering everything.”
“I was just writing in my journal about my first impression of him. How he made my heart stop when I saw him.”
“He’s very easy on the eyes Vig.” Sean replied.
“It’s not just that Sean, it was just him.
“I’m sure things will work out fine for you two Vig, just give it time, whether you want to try a relationship with him or just be friends.”
“If he still wants me.” He replied.
“If you still want him?” Sean answered back. “Do you Vig, do you want him?”
Viggo gently closed his eyes and the image of Orlando appeared before him as he was laid out on the bed, his orgasm just claiming him. He swallowed hard at the image but he also knew it was more than just physical.
Viggo? Viggo, you still there?” Sean asked into the phone.
Viggo shook his head. “Sorry Sean, my mind drifted there a bit.
“And where did it go to Vig?” he asked teasingly.
Viggo smiled, “To Orlando.”
“I hope that’s a good thing then?” he replied.
“Yeah Sean it is. I can’t let this come between us, I need to learn to love him with the knowledge of what he has inside him, he deserves to be loved that way, with all my heart.”
Sean smiled, “That’s good to hear Vig, now we just need to convince Orlando of that fact. But I’m sure that can all wait till tomorrow though. It’s been a rough day and I think everyone concerned needs to rest.”
“Yeah,” he laughed. “I’m beat, really. I’m going to try and get a hold of him tomorrow then Sean, I’ll talk to you later, aright?”
“Yeah,” he said around a loud yawn. “I’m beat! Night Vig.”
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Orlando placed the phone down on the table, and shut the book. He sighed, first thing out in the morning. He hadn’t really expected a flight so soon. He thought about calling Elijah and then changed his mind. He knew he would try to talk him out of it, Sean also. He would call them after he arrived in London, that would probably be the best thing to do.
He sat about getting his things together in his suitcase. His mind drifting back to Viggo and the sadness that was in his eyes the last he saw of him. It made his own eyes sting with the rush of tears that he tried to fight back. He threw the next piece of clothing in not even bothering to fold it. He felt angry all of a sudden. He wasn’t even sure whom he was really angry with or what it was he was angry about. Life in general he assumed. He thought of the unfairness of needing a new heart, he thought of the senseless death of Viggo’s wife. He thought of the ironic coincidence that he would end up with that heart, and then have to tell Viggo of it. It hurt him so much to tell him, it hurt because he knew Viggo would hurt, he hurt because deep down inside he knew that he might lose Viggo. If he ever had him that is. Why did it hurt so much he wondered? He stopped his packing and stood fingering the shirt he had in his hands, it was the same shirt he wore the night that he and Viggo almost made love. Made love his mind said again. Is that why it hurt so much? Is that why he was in so much pain? Did he actually love Viggo? The feelings for the man were so confusing. He sat down on the bed suddenly tired. He rubbed his tired eyes. His mind went back to that night. The night they had almost made love. He remembered so vividly the touch of Viggos hands on him and they stroked him to his completion. How the waves of heat flooded his body. How easily he had given his release at Viggos hands.
He not only had he given his release he realized…he had given his heart and soul to the man. He had never loved anyone before, so the realization was slow to dawn on him.
“I love you Viggo,” he whispered gently into the crumpled shirt in his hands. “I love you, and it hurts so much that now, you will not be able to love me back.”
Then he knew he had to leave for certain. He laid the shirt gently into the suitcase and closed it shut. He made his way into the restroom and placed all his toiletries into another bag and quickly closed that also.
He made his way into he rest of the house and checked for all his belongings. Once that was done, he picked up the car keys from the table and headed out to the car. It was much to early to be leaving for the airport, but he felt the strong need to leave as soon as he could. He shut the car door behind him and looked at the house once more and then slowly pulled away without looking back.
Tbc……
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Date: 2006-08-16 07:41 am (UTC)They both finally realize how they feel and are too stubborn to do something right away. Such men! Viggo better catch Orlando at the airport or fly to London himself.
By the way, just to let you know, even with the *groans* and the manliness, I still enjoyed this chapter and love this story.
I'll be waiting...
*hugs*
~C~
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Date: 2006-08-16 08:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-16 01:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-16 02:30 pm (UTC)They've both got to lose their stubborn streaks and atually talk! It's so frustrating watching them go round in circles! They both have such special memories of "The night they had almost made love." and they should really fight to get that back again.
Please don't let Orlando leave . . .
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Date: 2006-08-16 07:34 pm (UTC)As for the Viggo smell on my shirt and breathing in his scent.....ummm...yeah, pretty please.
*giggles*
~C~
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Date: 2006-08-17 06:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-18 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-18 07:45 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-08-18 07:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-18 09:08 am (UTC)Usually I would say the chest/shoulder area where my face would be if I was hugging someone...but today, my dirty mind is in control and I am so NOT answering that one. OMG, I think I need to go wash my mind out with soap...the visual that I just got....
*giggles*
~C~
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Date: 2006-08-18 12:43 pm (UTC)Here's a link to the details at IMDB:
http://uk.imdb.com/title/tt0094947/
and here's a link to the DVD page at Amazon.com
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=br_ss_hs/104-7388594-3463905?platform=gurupa&url=index%3Ddvd&keywords=Dangerous+Liaisons&Go.x=7&Go.y=3
which I hope will help. I do hope you can get a copy, it's definitely worth watching!!
(PS. I looked at Razzle's "Seven Days" and I realise now that I have read it - I'm just no good at all with titles, but once I start reading or know the premise of a story, I know strait away which one it is!!)