Hannibal slowly walked down the hallway leading to her quarter it was quiet on the other side which made him uncomfortable walking in. He knocked softly on the door, and she said, "Come in." her voice wasn't very inviting. He walked in to see her sitting on the edge of the bed with her head her in her hands. He swallowed hard and walked over and sat down next to her not knowing what to do or say. She wasn't crying that he knew of but she was extremely pissed because she didn't even look up at him. He opened his mouth but the words didn't come out, he sighed and looked at the floor. She looked up and stared at him till he made eye contact with her. She made him feel ten inches tall when she was like this and this time he knew it was his fault. He put and arm around her shoulder and she leaned into him laying her head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I truly am. You know I would never do or say anything that would hurt you right?" He put his finger under her chin and forced her to look at him. "But you did." and she leaned away from him. "Not intentionally Whistler!" He thought on it a second and pouted out his bottom lip and tapped her on the shoulder. "Can you please forgive me?" she couldn't help but to crack a smile at his boyish features. "Hmmm. I don't know King, it may take a few ass whippings for me to get over this one." She laughed and he said with a smile, "You promise?" she gave him a look of disgust and laughed, he laughed back and said, "Ok, its a date." She socked him in the arm and he flinched with pain cause of his chest. "I'm sorry about that!" she looked at him and he grinned back, "Got you!" she shook her head and they walked into where Hedges was.
"Well what do we have today? I vote we just wander till we find us some!" Hannibal suggested, Abby nodded in agreement. They geared up and headed out.
It was a full day of kicking vamps asses, as they headed back to the hideout Hannibal heard a voice from behind of someone familiar someone they thought they had killed long ago. He could recognize that voice anywhere it made his skin crawl. "How?" as he glared into the eyes of Danaca. She laughed and walked closer as a number of vampires appeared out from behind her. "Hello King, how are you my pet?" He grabbed Abby by the hand and they ran back to the hideout.
When they reached the hideout Abby thought to herself, " I have never seen so much fear in Kings eyes as I just did." He shut the door and slid down to the floor he curled his knees up to his chest and laid his head down in them. He remembered how much power Danaca had over him and that she was the cause of his vampire history. Abby looked at him he looked pitiful sitting there defenseless and scared. She walked over and sat next to him and held him until he calmed down. "I think I'm going to go take a shower." he said to her. He slowly got up leaving her sitting there worrying about him. He turned on the hot water until it was just right and stepped in as the water ran over his body he relaxed and forgot about everything except Abby. How she comforted him and cared for him when he was hurt. Then he thought to himself "Could this be love? Is this what I am feeling?" every time he was in her presence everything was perfect. "Maybe just maybe this is what I'm feeling."