Hawke looked at Willa as Michael left. She'd clearly hurt him, but she'd started to make her own choices. Willa was an attractive woman. She held herself well and Hawke noticed that. She held herself not as well as Caitlin, but she did hold herself well.

Willa looked at Hawk, "why are you watching me?"

"It's nothing."

"Are you afraid that I'll find out you have a crush on me? I wouldn't be surprised. I get it a lot."

"I don't have a crush on you."

"But..?"

"You are attractive, I'll give you that."

"Usually, I hear different descriptions…."

"Like?"

"I'll leave that to your imagination. Now, I'm going to go and use the potty."

Hawke almost laughed at the term she used for "toilet."

"Was there another reason for your coming here?" he asked when she came back.

"What do you mean?"

"I remember when you were recovering in the hospital. Your mom decoded some files she took from the complex and found out that you'd been given an aphrodisiac. That was after we had sex." (This is not in Archangel's Secret)

"You didn't tell anyone, did you?"

"No,, didn't tell anyone about that."

"Ok, then. Everything's fine."

"I still think there's another reason you came here. I don't think it's just about your dad," he said.

"Are you saying that you think I'm pregnant and that that's why I came here?"

"I didn't say that. I just think there's another reason."

"Well, if there was another reason, don't you think I'd tell you?"

"Not necessarily. You are Michael's daughter and he's a spy. I'm sure you know how to keep secrets as well as he does."

She sighed. "Obviously, you want to know if I'm pregnant. Ok, then, this is what I'll tell you: I – don't – know."

"How can you not know?" Hawke said, slightly irritated.

"Oh, come on. Look at who my dad is. Do you really think he'd let me take sex ed?"

Hawke sighed. "I guess not."

"I'm going to find out. Soon."

"How soon is 'soon'?"

"As soon as I can."

At dinner, she was very quiet. Dom and Caitlin were both there. She hadn't said a word to them, though they had spoken to her.

"Is she ok?" Dom asked Hawke. "She's not talking."

"I'm sure she's fine," Hawke said. "Daddy just probably doesn't allow her to talk during dinner."

A dinner roll soared through the air and hit Hawke right in the forehead. "He does let me talk during dinner!" Willa shouted at him.

"Do you always have outbursts like this?" Caitlin asked, ready to duck if another dinner roll flew at her.

"Outbursts? That's what he calls them. I call what he does 'keeping secrets from your only child'."

"Are you really so upset with him that you're not even going to respect him?"

"He wasn't respecting me when he hid the truth from me and went through psi training so that his mind would be locked to me."

"Psi training?" Hawke asked.

"It's when a person is trained to lock their mind against a person with telepathic abilities. I have very minor telepathy. It's nowhere near the level my clairvoyance is at. Even my precognition isn't close to the level that my clairvoyance is at."

"So, what's the difference between clairvoyance and precognition?" Dom asked.

"Clairvoyance is where the psychic sees things invisible to science or to the regular human eye. Normally what the person sees is a ghost. Precognition is where the psychic sees pieces of the future. Sometimes it's in flashes and sometimes it can be very detailed."

"And what is clairaudience?" Caitlin asked.

"That's where the psychic hears what others can't. They might hear messages from a loved one or things that happened years ago."

"I think we've had enough talk about psychics," Hawke said. "Now that you've got her talking, will you just eat?"