Okay, so I'm going to go out on a limb here and this chapter is going to basically just describe Anna's birthday in Paris. I'm sorry it's so cruddy, I just wanted to get it done so that we could get to Rapture. Don't judge me. Thx! Also, this is pretty much the last chapter before we get to the good stuff. So, please keep reading! Also, they ARE going to go to Rapture in the next chapter…J

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Eight years later…

POW! Something big and soft hit Booker in the face. "Hey! What the-"he grumbled. He heard the sound of tiny footsteps running out of his room and an unmistakable giggle on the other side of the wall. Booker sighed and tried to sleep again. When he heard the sound of the footsteps approaching again, he got up. Anna screamed and ran out of the room, knocking over several items. Booker followed her into her room, where he found her brushing her hair and tying the sash on her dress again. She was humming "A Night in Town", an old French classic. A/N: I made that up. Sorry.

"You're already dressed and ready to go?" Booker asked, surprised. She usually wasn't up this early. Ever.

"Yup. Primped and primed. I'm eight now! I have to be," she replied happily.

"Okay, then," Booker chuckled. Anna glared at him with such a murderous look in her eyes that it surprised even him. He took a step back, never taking his eyes off of hers. A second later, though, the look was gone, replaced with simple suspicion and perhaps a hint of annoyance.

"What's so funny?" she prompted, narrowing her eyes as she spoke.

"Nothing, nothing, darling…I'll go get ready, and then we'll go. Okay?"

"Alright…" By this point, she had already resumed her hair-brushing and was now trying to decide whether to wear her hair down or up. "Just be quick, please! It's my eighth birthday…." She pleaded.

"Got it," he said. He hurried to his own room to get changed. It had been five years since he and Anna had moved from New York to Paris. She loved it here. She would always say that when she grew up, she'd live here right with her daddy until the day she died. That always made Booker happy.

Five minutes later, he was dressed and ready to go. He was dressed in a white, tucked-in shirt and tan pants. He'd shaved his face and gotten his hair cut recently, and he'd combed his hair.

Anna bounced joyously out of her room, finally deciding to wear her hair up. When she saw her daddy, she smiled. "You look very handsome," she commented. Then she grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the door.

By nine 'o clock, they were on their way to the Café de Paris to eat breakfast. Anna practically ran all the way. Once, Booker lost her. When he found her again, she had a pretty blue bird pendant on her dress.

"Where did you get that, Anna?" he asked, pointing to the pendant.

Anna smiled, took off the pendant, and admired it lovingly. "Isn't it beautiful? I got it from a man and lady. There was a bird and a cage. They talked funny, and they finished each other's….sandwiches? No, no, sentences. Yeah, and then after I chose the bird they walked away. Then I figured you were probably waiting for me, and then I came back, and now I'm hungry, and when will we get there? I want sandwiches," she explained. She put the pendant back on.

After the Café de Paris, they headed downtown, where they bought a new sailor's dress for Anna. She put it on immediately afterwards. After that, they headed to the Louvre Museum. Anna had always loved history. When she'd heard about the museum, she'd begged her dad to take her there. When they left, Anna cast one last glance towards the museum. "I'll come back!" she called.

At 12 'o clock, they made their way to Sacre Coeur and Montmartre, where they spent most of the afternoon. Afterwards, they visited the Latin Quarter, and after that, they finally went to see the Eiffel Tower. Then they headed back to the apartment for the night.

Okay! That pretty much wraps that up… I believe you are all going to hate me for this chapter. PLEASE DON'T! …please? D': Also, nice people get my appreciation and if I get enough followers to this story then I might give it a happy ending… ha, I am so weird. RATE & REVIEW, PLEASE.

Thank you all ever so much for taking precious time out of your numbered days to read this very crappy story (and possibly give it a review or two! J)! Also, there is going to be an OC of mine making a brief appearance in the next chapter.

Peace out, y'all!

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