A/N: Takes place three weeks after Archangel's Secret.
Dominic Santini looked at String. "I still can't believer that Michael has a daughter."
"She's still mad at him. Mad as all hell. She's so mad that Michael just called me up and told me that she left home and he doesn't know where she is."
"Well, it's his own damn fault for not telling the about what he does."
"I kind of feel sorry for him. He loves her. You can tell that he loves his daughter."
Caitlin O'Shaunessy walked into Dom's office.
"Hawke, there's someone here to see you."
"I think I know who it is. Dark red hair?"
"Yeah."
"Blue eyes?"
"I didn't notice her eyes!"
"Is she short?"
"About 5 feet tall."
"Sounds like her. Did she tell you her name?"
"She just said Willa."
"That's what I thought." String got up and went outside.
He saw Willa sitting outside. She was sitting on the ground.
He sat down next to her. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm trying to get away…"
"You can't get away like this. Your dad comes around here a lot. He'd find out that you're around here."
"That's not exactly it."
"Then what is it?"
"I needed to get away from home. I'm not a baby anymore. Just because I'm his only child doesn't mean that he has the right to keep me at home all the time."
"Why don't you just move out?"
"I pretty much just did. I know he's going to try to get me to come back, he always does. I'm not going to give him the satisfaction of coming back. It'd be what he wants."
"You've been back from Russia for three weeks, why don't you just actually tell your dad that you want out?"
"You think he's going to even listen to me? After what happened, he's been trying to keep me under lock and key. I can't even go to a library without having to tell him. If I don't then I'm not allowed to go anywhere. I'm being smothered,"
"I think he'll listen if I talk to him, but you're going to have to do anything I tell you you'll have to do. For all I know your dad will insist that you stay at my place."
"With a person that I hardly even know?"
"If you hardly even know me, then why did you come here?"
"Instincts. And psychic powers. They can be a real burden, but at other times, it's a real blessing. Right now, I don't know which. I used to know how they worked so well, but now, I don't know. It's like I'm stupid or something."
"You're not stupid, just crazy," Hawke joked, only to get something thrown at him.
Five hours later-the cabin
Michael had came to the cabin as soon as he could after Hawke had called him and told him he'd spoken to Willa.
Michael looked around. "Where is she?"
"She's walking with Tet."
"That damn dog of yours is a bad influence…"
String smiled slightly. He knew Michael didn't really like his dog that well. "Willa doesn't want to live with you anymore," he said, deciding not to be delicate with the subject.
"You think that after her being kidnapped, that I'm going to let her move out?"
"She's an adult, Michael."
"She doesn't have any job experience except for working at libraries."
"Dom's willing to hire her as a receptionist. It can't be that much different than working as a librarian."
"I want to be able to keep track of her."
"She's fine Michael."
"If she moves out and gets a job at Santini Air, she'll have to live with one of you."
"I thought you'd say that."
"If she moves, she moves in with you, or she doesn't move at all."
"That's up to her."
Willa came inside with Tet not even a half an hour later.
Tet went over to the fire-place and laid down in front of it.
"You wore out my dog," Hawke said.
She looked at Tet and shrugged. "He wore himself out. He wanted to play."
"He doesn't play."
String told her what Michael had said.
"Then I'll stay here," she said after a few moments.
"You'll be breaking your mother's heart," Michael said. "She just came back from Russia. It's been a very long time since you spent any time with her."
Willa entirely ignored him.