A/N: Hey everyone! So excited to see so many people sticking around! I got a few responses voicing some concern over S.H.I.E.L.D.'s pushiness last chapter. I was actually waiting for someone to come right out and say straight up that Vanellope Delle was a real witch. LOL, I was actually really surprised that no one said it because I kept thinking it the entire time I was writing and editing that chapter. With that being said I wanted to assuage some of the fears. S.H.I.E.L.D. in this story are the good guys. They, especially Coulson, want to at least protect them. With Coulson leading S.H.I.E.L.D. and manning the organization with people he specifically trusts, I doubt that there would be any insidious or malicious intents fueling their desire to find Big Hero 6. Don't worry, I won't pull some crazy twist with that. I've got other twists...

An important note for this chapter: I'm operating under the headcanon that the Silent Sparrow/Abigail accident happened a few years before Tadashi enrolled at SFIT. Therefore, Abigail never met Tadashi. I think that's all I got for the notes on this chapter. Thanks again to the 82 followers, 39 favorites, and the 55 reviews! You guys are awesome!

The door to the safe house slammed shut. He winced as he heard Vera come stomping into the small living room. He didn't even need to look at her to know that she was angry. No, the loud unintelligible screech she gave as she flung her briefcase on to the couch was more than enough to tip him off. "Went that well huh?" he asked her.

"Arrogant is the word I would use to describe the man!" Vera snorted in answer as she flopped down on to the couch. He twisted around from his seat at the small dining room table to look at her. Vera was busy rubbing the side of her head and squeezing her eyes firmly shut. "Either that or infuriating! I think I could murder Alistair Krei and argue justified homicide as my defense and be acquitted." growled Vera

"And I'm sure you we were the picture of politeness and civility." he pointed out knowingly and trying his best to hide the little smile that was tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I did what I thought I had to do to get the answers I needed." Vera huffed. Which he was certain meant that she'd opted for a more aggressive approach, most likely stemming from the run around Coulson had gotten from Krei in the past. He rolled his eyes and got back to the crux of Vera's disgruntlement.

"Dare I ask why you formed this particular opinion of Alistair Krei?" he asked her. He knew quite well that he was asking for a long winded rant. Vera, if anything, was the queen of long winded rants.

"I can't tell if he really thinks that he and his company are safe from Callaghan or if he's just bluffing to get S.H.I.E.L.D. off his back about Big Hero 6. Honestly I think it could be both because that man definitely knows something about Big Hero 6. Regardless of what line of BS he's been giving Coulson."

He sat up a little straighter at the mention of Big Hero 6. "Why do you say that?" his tone pressing.

Vera cracked her eyes open and turned to give him a smirk from her reclined position on the couch. "As I was getting ready to leave, I went to shake his hand. Krei bumped into the side of his desk and something fell off of it. It looked like one of Big Hero 6's masks. The robot's mask I'd bet. The look on his face was priceless. I think if his eyes and mouth had been any wider there would have been no room for his nose on his face. It was great! So satisfying after the freaking run around he gave me."

"I'll have to call Coulson later on just to tell him that I called it. I had a sneaking suspicion that Krei was working with Big Hero 6." he smirked back at her. Then he frowned, "The trick will be getting Krei to help us find them."

"Yeah, good luck with that one. He was all too eager to grab the mask up off the ground and try and hide it from me. Not that it would've done much good anyways. I'd already seen it so…" Vera shrugged. "It looked as though it were hooked up to his computer. I thought that was odd."

He shrugged back. "Maybe there's some sort of communications system in it?" he suggested without any real confidence.

"I don't know. I let it go and left. Big Hero 6 isn't my main mission. That and I'd already pushed too hard."

"Did you get what you needed from Krei?"

"Pfft!" snorted Vera again. She was back to rubbing the bridge of her nose now. "It took me forever. Do you know just how excruciatingly difficult it is to get straight answers from someone on a subject like that? It felt like I was pulling teeth at times. I eventually got some of the background information that I needed though about that final confrontation between Big Hero 6 and Callaghan and the aftermath of it. Long story short, Callaghan definitely has some sort of prior connection to Big Hero 6. However deep or big it may be is yet to be determined. Krei claimed to not know but the way he stuttered over his answer was a dead give away contradiction. Though Krei did also say that Callaghan appeared to have given up on his revenge fantasy at his trial."

"Do you believe him?"

"I'm inclined to..." Vera said slowly with a scowl on her face. He waited for her to finish the thought. "But if Hydra is involved, then who knows what they've put in his head. What about you? Any luck on your end?"

"Well after calling several consortiums and libraries and speaking with secretaries who probably couldn't tell the difference between a hard drive and a microchip, I was finally able to track down where Callaghan's research and project notes ended up after he was incarcerated. His daughter actually still has them. I go to see her tomorrow."

"Make sure you wear your fancy-schmancy disguise and learn your cover." Vera gave him a smile as she touched the fake glasses on her face.

"Uh...yeah, about that…" he gave a sigh and rubbed the back of his neck. He reached behind him and grabbed the packet that was sitting behind him on the table by his laptop. He flipped open to a page. His nose wrinkled as he read the name someone had given him as a cover. "Kris Calhoun? Seriously? I don't even look like a Calhoun."

"Well how exactly is a Calhoun supposed to look?" snickered Vera.

"I don't know, pretty yet still scary and tough? Not some guy with burns over one side of his body. And can you tell me if the people who create these covers really believe a pair of fake sunglasses is really going to disguise me?" he pressed.

Vera pulled herself up to a sitting position. "Does it really bother you that much? Your cover is just a temporary thing. It's only meant to be used here in San Fransokyo, outside the safe house to keep any undercover Hydra agents from figuring out who we really are. Once we get back to New York it will be like Kris Calhoun never existed."

He shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I just find it stupid is all. I mean Kris Calhoun or Chiune...they're both covers aren't they? Place holding names? The only difference with Kris Calhoun is that I don't have to feel like I'm trying to live up to something that I'm not." he mumbled the last part.

"Chiune…" Vera said quietly. She suddenly looked hurt and he suddenly realized just how ungrateful he sounded. Ungrateful and cynical. It had been Vera who had suggested his alias. He raked a hand through his hair in frustration.

"Vera, I'm sorry." he told her just as quietly. "I didn't mean it that way. It's just… hard… sometimes. You know. I know Chiune isn't my real name and it's been over a year and I still don't know my real name. It's like…" his voice trailed off.

"It's like if I had to go by Vanellope Delle for the rest of my life. It isn't my name and I would feel like I had a hole in my heart for the rest of my life." she finished for him.

"There's this nagging feeling in my chest. It's constantly telling me that I'm not really Chiune and it… I think it bothers me a lot more than what I realize at times because if I'm not Chiune and I'm not Kris Calhoun then who am I?" he explained. He didn't expect her to have an answer for him.

"We'll find out who you are Chiune…" swore Vera, her voice dripping with determination. "I promise you. After San Fransokyo, we'll start our own investigation. We stop waiting for S.H.I.E.L.D. to do it and we figure it out ourselves."

"Vera, I didn't mean for…" he started to say. Great! Now he felt guilty. He hadn't meant for her to feel like she needed to start taking matters into her own hands. However, Vera slowly began to smile.

"I want to. You've done so much for me. Helping you figure out who you are and where your family is, that's the least I can do for you Chiune." she told him as she stood up and crossed the room. She pressed a kiss on to his cheek. "Besides, if I happen to murder Alistair Krei you can use my desire to help you as proof of my good character and wanting to make the world a better place."

He snorted, loudly, trying to hold his laughter in. "You would never get away with it." he told her.

"Sure I would! Prof Harnwell would definitely get me off. He loves me and wouldn't let this protege go to prison."

"He would if she committed murder."

"It would be completely justifiable. Trust me!" she snickered. Vera stopped laughing and looked over his shoulder. His laptop was still sitting open on the webpage he'd been browsing for the last half hour before she'd come home. "What's that?"

"A new blog. Went live this morning shortly before we got here this morning. Found it while I was looking for local info on Big Hero 6." he explained as moved it closer to her so she could examine it.

Vera raised her eyebrow. "Stop the Scourge of San Fransokyo, Yokai? Really?"

"It's an alliteration. Kinda rolls off the tongue like a marshmallow don't you think?" he told her.

She shifted her up-raised eyebrow look to him. "And you call me knucklehead sometimes?"

"It was set up by someone who's obviously looking for tips on where to find Callaghan. Found it in one of the Superhero watch blogs. I think someone really wants to know where Callaghan is… if you catch my drift."

"Big Hero 6 you mean?" she said as she scrolled down the page. Vera hit refresh and a whole new list of entries and tips appeared on the screen. The fuzzy looking picture of a photoshopped big foot against the Hollywood sign was new and rather ridiculous to him. He nodded.

"That's what I thought. The page is anonymous though so there's no way to tell for sure."

"Sure there is. Have you tried hacking it to see if you can trace it back to the originating source?" suggested Vera.

"Alright two things," he glared at her. He knew Vera was watching him from the corner of her eye so he knew that the glare was well seen. "First of all, cyber invasion is a federal crime. I'm sure you could tell me exactly what the monetary fine and prison sentence is."

"You're right, I could." she admitted with her mischevious smile.

"And secondly, what makes you think that I know how to hack? Did you forget what exactly my degree is in because it definitely isn't computer sciences."

"Sorry," Vera said rolling her eyes. "You write programs for your robots all the time."

"Software and hardware for robotic brains is completely different than computers Vera. You'd better talk to Skye about that if you want any hacking done."

"Alright, alright." shrugged Vera. She was once more scrolling through the tips on the blog page. "It makes sense. The complete information around Callaghan's escape hasn't been made public yet so of course this team of Superheroes want information on where he could be."

"They'll definitely go after Callaghan?" he asked, unsure.

"As I said, these guys have some sort of connection to Callaghan. It goes way beyond 'catching the villain' I'd bet. Mark my words Big Hero 6 definitely has their sights set on him."

His gut clenched anxiously. "They could end up delivering themselves on a silver platter to Hydra."

"You'll find them first." Vera told him confidently as she patted him on the shoulder. "Did the field agents get back to Coulson? They know for sure it's Hydra?"

He paused and grimaced. He shouldn't have said anything to Vera about Hydra. That was a catastrophic screw up on his part. Damn! Now he had to tell her. He had talked to Coulson. It hadn't been the most informative conversation he'd ever had with the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. We haven't heard from our field agents yet that we sent to Pelican Bay to investigate yet. When he'd asked when the field agents were expected to get back to them, Coulson had only said, soon. There had been something in his voice. Something that still made Chiune uneasy.

"Not yet according to Coulson. He checked in with me a few hours ago." he answered her. Vera went very still next to him. He turned to look at her. Vera's lips were pressed together in a thin line and it looked as though all the color had drained out of her face. Immediately he was on guard himself. "Vera, what is it?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. was supposed to be two days ahead of us on this. If there was no radio silence then why haven't the field agents gotten back to Coulson yet?"

"I'm sure they've made some sort of contact." he told her quickly, trying to soothe her. The damage was done though and he fought back the wince that threatened to break across his face. That was it he realized. That was what had made him so uneasy! It had been two days and it had been more than enough time for those field agents to get back to Coulson. Vera's face didn't change. Slowly he felt the worry rising up in his gut as she continued to stare unblinkingly at the computer screen.

"Two days, Chiune… two days." she whispered under her breath.

He gripped her hand supportively as he fought back his own suspicion and worry. He couldn't let her see him worry about this. If he worried about it then she would worry about it and if Vera worried about Hydra, she'd make herself sick. If Vera made herself sick then neither one of them would be able to do what Coulson had asked them to do and then what was the point of them being in San Fransokyo. "Focus on the task at hand imouto. You're digging up as much as you possibly can on Callaghan. You've got to focus on that. Don't think about Hydra. Think about your next steps. Where are you going tomorrow to find out more about Callaghan? Who do you plan on talking to? Focus on your plan. You like your plans. They're predictable."

Vera pressed her eyes shut tightly and breathed through her nose. He bit his lip as he watched her try to redirect her thoughts. The battle showed on her face. Finally she expelled a breath with a heavy puff and he just barely managed to suppress a sigh of relief. "You're right. I've got other things that I need to worry about." she said at length. "Coulson will deal with it. You've got your game plan and I've got mine."

"Precisely!" he agreed still determined not to let her see him worry.

"If Hydra…" Vera paused. Her face looked absolutely white for a half second. He thought he was going to have to prompt her to redirect her focus again. Then she took another breath, shook her head, and continued. "If Hydra pops up then we'll deal with them when we get to that bridge… somehow."

Her eyes went far away again and he sensed the danger. Some small part of her was on the verge of going down the dark road she was determined to keep herself from going down at the moment. It was time for him to deploy his next strategy. Very quickly, he changed the subject again.

"In the meantime, I'm hungry." he told her with a broad smile. He took the laptop away from her and clicked on the second tab on the internet browser he had up. Vera made another face at him. "I found a sushi place that's close to the safe house."

"I've never had sushi." she pointed out to him uncertainly.

It was his turn to give her a mischievous grin. "All the more reason for you to try it in the place where the seafood is the freshest imouto."

"Um… I'm pretty certain that I like my seafood cooked Chiune." Vera told him emphatically.

"Come on! It'll be fun." he told her. Hopefully it would be fun and any lingering worry about Hydra and field agents that had failed to make contact with Director Coulson would be banished from her mind. Vera didn't look convinced. He resorted to bribery. "It's on a boardwalk with lots of shops. I'll buy you something."

Vera snorted and crossed her arms. Every inch of her looked as though she was telling him no way, no how. Still, he kept his grin plastered to his face. "It had better be shiny." she said finally muttering under her breath.

She turned away to grab her purse and he pumped his fist through the air in triumph. Hopefully tonight she would be alright without her anti-anxiety meds. "Wait until you try unagi imouto. You'll love it."

"I am not eating raw eel." she told him crisply. He winced a little. Oops, apparently she knew was unagi meant. Well, that didn't mean that she wouldn't recognize it if it were put in front of her. He fought back the mischievous smirk. Vera turned to look at him, "And stop calling me your little sister. We're the same age!"

"You don't know that for sure. I could be older than you and I could really be your nii-chan. Seriously, you can call me that. I don't mind." he grinned at her.

Vera scowled at him, "Prove it and then maybe I'll call you nii-chan."

"I'm gonna hold you to that."

X X X

He rubbed the back of his neck tiredly. He hadn't slept well the night before. Every time he started to doze off, he was certain that he heard Vera tossing in her room across the hall. She had ended up taking one of her medications to help her sleep but it didn't stop him from wanting to get up and check on her every five minutes. Part of it was guilt he realized. It had been stupid of him to mention Hydra to her. It had been even stupider to tell her that Coulson had yet to hear back from his field agents. How could he, an obviously gifted robotics engineer, be so incredibly dumb? Travis would've had his head for making Vera so nervous. Oh well, it was too late now.

Vera had woken up in a fairly decent mood especially considering the fact that he'd managed to really irritate her the night before by sneaking unagi on to her plate and into her mouth. He'd had had to buy her a relatively expensive mother of pearl bracelet to assuage her wrath. On top of that, Vera hadn't seemed worried about Hydra or unresponsive S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. Instead she had the passionate fire burning under her skin to talk to Robert Callaghan's former neighbors and colleagues. He just wish he had the same enthusiasm. God help him! He really wished he had the same enthusiasm.

Nervously he pulled the collar of his blazer up around his neck and pushed the black sunglasses closer to his nose. Anything he could do to hide the scars on his face. He mentally prepared himself for any remarks that Abigail Callaghan might give him when she answered her apartment door. He'd warned her that his appearance was a bit, well, different but hadn't gone into much more detail than that. Of course, he'd quickly decided that the stares were much worse than remarks. The doorman of Ms. Callaghan's building had been much too forthcoming with the staring. He should've taken a picture, he thought snappishly, it would've lasted longer.

He gave his Yankees ball cap one last tug for good measure before knocking on Abigail Callaghan's apartment door. As he heard her approaching footsteps, he drew out his fake credentials. The door opened and the young face of Abigail Callaghan appeared before him. "Hello... oh," she said as she looked at him. Her voice dropped away in shock as her eyes went wide. "Dr. Calhoun I presume?"

Her tone was enough to make him turn beet red. He rubbed the back of his neck and tried to force a smile on to his face. "That would be me." Well, sort of anyways.

He handed Abigail Callaghan his falsified credentials but she only gave them a passing look before giving them back to him. She was trusting. Or maybe he'd just taken her off guard with his face. "Come in, please Dr. Calhoun." Abigail Callaghan said as she stepped out of the way of the door and opened it wider for him.

He gave her a nod, "Thanks Ms. Callaghan and thanks again so much for agreeing to meet with me."

"Don't mention it and call me Abigail, please. I'm a little tired of people calling me Ms. Callaghan."

He turned to look at her in surprise. Abigail's voice was incredibly bitter and sharp, like a razor. Immediately he felt some sympathy for her. "Everyone's been asking you where Dr. Callaghan is huh." he commented gently.

Abigail closed the door after him, slipping the deadbolt back into place with a click. She gave a tired sigh and faced him once more. "As if I know anything about that."

He winced. "I'm sorry that S.H.I.E.L.D. has been so rude to you. I'm sure that a S.H.I.E.L.D. scientist is the last thing you wanted in your apartment today."

Abigail's face softened. She'd been holding her jaw and mouth so tightly that he'd seen her veins popping in her face. Now though, he thought she just looked exhausted. Abigail Callaghan looked exactly like a young woman who'd been caught in the crossfire long before her father ever escaped from prison. "It isn't just S.H.I.E.L.D. It is literally everyone. The police, the government, the prison, even my own boss has asked me where Daddy is at. Some of them have asked me so many times in the last few days that I'm beginning to wonder if they even remember talking to me. It's like they think that if they ask me, for the sixth time, my answer will magically change!"

"Which of course it won't." he agreed, giving her a sympathetic smile. Abigail gripped her elbow and shook her head. He was actually having a hard time trying to figure out if she was staring at the ground in frustration or if she was just trying her best not to stare at him. It honestly could have gone either way with how her eyes kept flicking up to his scars and then back down at the ground quickly. He cleared his throat. "So… um… your dad's files." he prompted her, not really knowing what he should say or do.

"Oh! Right!" Abigail said suddenly. She seemed to shake off her frustration and walked past him. "This way Dr. Calhoun."

"You can call me Kris if you want." he told her trying to be friendly as he followed after her. Of course he nearly screwed up and told her it was alright to call him Chiune but, hey, he stopped himself! Abigail flashed him a small smile over the top of her shoulder but didn't say anything immediately as she led him into her living room.

Abigail Callaghan had to have been paid quite nicely for the four years she'd spent in hypersleep in the portal to nowhere or Alistair Krei had felt so guilty that he'd just blown all the money he could on the ultra classy, super modern chic apartment that she now lived in. He'd noticed when he'd first gotten to the building that it was a luxury high rise sure but now that he was actually standing in it he felt a surge of envy. Vera's and his apartment was lucky if it got any natural sunlight with all the other buildings that surrounded it. Abigail's living room had no need for lights in the daytime, not with the wall to wall, floor to ceiling windows that panelled the outer wall. Several plants thrived in the room and were set carefully on the end tables and coffee tables that sat by the plush sofas. He even felt guilty about wearing his beat up, dirty chucks on the plush carpet.

He was so in awe of the room itself that he tripped over the first box that Abigail had brought out for him to look at. He went down with an oh-so-graceless and unceremonious thud. His satchel fell to the ground as well and half of the things he had in it came spilling out on to the carpet.

"Okay, ow..." he groaned as he pushed himself back up.

"Are you alright?" Abigail asked worriedly as she hurried to his side.

"Don't mind me. S.H.I.E.L.D. employs utterly klutzy people to lull their targets into a false sense of security. I'm really a highly trained agent here to kidnap you to lure your dad out of hiding." That earned him a laugh from Abigail at least. He laughed nervously as he grabbed at the things that had come out of his bag. That's when he noticed the sheer number of boxes. There had to be ten of them and all of them were decent sized boxes. "Wow!" his voice dropped in quiet reverence, "This is everything Dr. Callaghan worked on?"

"Everything that I have access to." Abigail sighed. She had a few of his notebooks in her hand that she gave back to him before moving to the couch. Abigail sunk down on to it tiredly. There was an unfathomable sadness on her face as she looked at the boxes that were piled in her living room.

"He must've been a good dad." he commented sincerely. Abigail smiled weakly.

"He was. He was always encouraging me to go for my dreams. Well, except the time that I wanted to be a bot fighter." she laughed a little then shook her head. "Even I wonder how a man as good as Daddy, as brilliant, could become so..."

"Grief can make a lot of good people do bad things." he told Abigail quietly. He met her eyes in the same moment that she looked up at him. She looked slightly shocked at what he'd said. However, the only thing more he offered her was a small smile. Abigail Callaghan had probably heard every balk, laugh, and sigh that had ever been offered to her when she'd refused to let her father stand alone in his sins. She definitely didn't need his own words to weigh her down. Besides, who was he to judge? He'd done some awful things at the behest of Hydra. There were still some nights he laid awake in bed thinking about the hive drones that he'd created and worked on while in Hydra's captivity. He couldn't understand Abigail's pain of losing her father in such a manner but he understood what it felt like to be stared at like a bug under a microscope.

Then without further ado, as it seemed that Abigail was too stunned to say anything, he grabbed the first box. He had a job to do. A Superhero team to find and protect.

Sneak Peek at Next Week's Chapter:

"Your father was brilliant." he told Abigail sincerely.

XXX

"And I'm scared for him." she said chokingly, "You must think that's stupid of me. Crying over a Supervillain."

XXX

There was something wrong with the notebook. Dr. Callaghan had never done anything chemistry related.

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lilnightmare17: I update every Saturday for your reading pleasure! Thanks for reading!

dragon soul45: Yep! Chiune/Tadashi and Hiro will eventually meet. Soon but not quite yet. It's coming! I promise!

EasilyDistractedBookWorm: Glad to know that you're excited about where the story could go! I hope it lives up to your expectations!

MagicWriterK: Yes, it would have been dramatic had Chiune/Tadashi come along with Vera. I don't think anyone would've been able to contain themselves. Poor Vera would've been extremely confused. You're welcome for the more detailed description.

akizaki114: Aw! Thanks friend! I think everyone hiding behind that door was worried about breathing too loudly... that and Fred getting too excited and talking too loud.

UntitledJoy: Sorry, no Tadashi in the last chapter. However the next couple of chapters will all be about Tadashi! There are a couple of other chapters though that are strictly from Hiro's point of view. However, it should be easier because once we get to a certain point both Hiro and Tadashi will be together and will interact. As far as Vanellope Delle, Wreck-It-Ralph was exactly what I was going for. I wanted to pay homage to the last two big WDAS flicks that had come out before Big Hero 6, Frozen and WIR. The last name Delle is a shortened version of Arendelle.

Silver-09: Hmm... It is quite possible that the person assigning aliases is a Sugar Rush fan (lookin' at you Coulson). I can definitely see that. Also I think I had a coronary when you pointed out my typo from the last chapter. I read over that sucker like five times! Ugh! You are correct. I meant Krei and not Callaghan. As far as Vera getting her powers back and/or flipping Krei over, nah. She's not getting her powers back. Krei was just a klutz and bumped into the mask and knocked it off the desk. Pity too because had he not then Vera wouldn't have known for sure that he was helping Big Hero 6 out.

Allanna Stone: LOL! I totally get what it's like to have a name that's often misspelled. I think I've seen a million and one spellings of my real name and twice as many failed pronunciation attempts. Glad you're enjoying the story so far!

Ember Neutron: Yes, someone was being a bit too pushy. It's Vera's own fault though. She doesn't exactly give S.H.I.E.L.D. the best representation. She made the decision to act in that particular manner because she knew that the polite and courteous approach hadn't worked well in the past for others. Vera can be, well, determined is one word for it. She'll do whatever she thinks necessary, barring getting physical, to get what she needs meaning that she'll take whatever approach she thinks will work best.

InsanityIsClarity: Glad you enjoyed the chapter. It was kind of fun strictly writing from Hiro's perspective. He's got a bit of a different mindset from Chiune/Tadashi that was fun to explore.

AK47reloaded: S.H.I.E.L.D.'s motives are strictly beneficial. Coulson knows what Hydra can do to someone with extraordinary abilities. He's seen it happen, both in canon Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and in Vera's backstory. He doesn't want to see five bright and intelligent kids (plus one huggable, nonthreatening robot) come to harm. I can't ever see Coulson playing the bad guy. I think he is firmly on the lawful good category.

bukalay: Thanks so much! I worked so hard on this story. It's great to see that you and so many others are actually enjoying it!