Authors' Note: Another update! Since the last one was so short... and thank you to those who are still reading and enjoying what we're doing thank you. Drowsy and I working hard on the next installment. :)

Once they were out of earshot of Face, Charissa glanced at Hannibal, "He's not… very happy with me is he." She began to look through the cooler and located a bottle of water for herself.

"I don't know." Hannibal pointed out, "You're going to have to ask him. You're not alone, you know." he tilted his head, picking a small bottle of something fizzy.

She sighed, "I know. But it's hard to conform to something completely opposite to what you've been your whole life up to a point." She had always taken care of herself; she had been an island as long as she could remember. Even when she had had someone in her life she still had kept that air about her, it was what life had made her.

"I'm not saying that it's going to be easy. But I'm telling you it'll be worthwhile. For all of us." He gave her a look as he opened his bottle and left her in the galley.

Hannibal had a way of letting her know when she had screwed up, and this was one of those ways. A simple suggestion, a reminder, accompanied with a look. She stayed put for a few moments before slowly walking back to her seat and sitting down quietly. She'd never really had moments like these with a parental figure so when it happened it took her a moment or two to recover.

Hannibal was chatting lightly with Face, attempting to get him to lighten up. Face was grinning now, allowing himself to ride off the thrill of driving her car through the city at top speed.

The mood had changed and she allowed it to carry her out of sulking. She listened to them talk as she sipped her water and after a moment or two went to go give Murdock some company, "Hey, how's it going up here?" She settled into the co-pilot's seat and admired the view before her wishing she had learned how to fly.

"You and I were meant to fly, higher than the clouds! We'll sail across the sky...so come with me, and you will feel - that we're soaring, that we're floating off so high, cause you and I were meant to fly!" Murdock sang.

She smiled, "So, I have to ask how did you and Hannibal get a hold of this bird?" She turned to face him so she wouldn't get hypnotized by the view beyond the nose of the large jet.

"Company secret." Murdock touched his nose. "Also, you'll notice the strange garb I have donned." He gestured to his pilot's uniform. "I have commandeered this aircraft for the greater good."

"Should've known." Charissa nodded, rolling her eyes slightly, "Sorry I made you think I was kidnapped or sick or worse by the way." She felt she owned Murdock as much of an apology as Face, only it was easier to admit to being wrong to Murdock.

"I sent the duck!" Murdock exlcaimed. Then his voice became hushed, "The duck knows all, the duck sees all. The duck can make a man out of mud and bring him to life!"

Face poked his head in the cabin, "What are you guys doing in here?"

"Yes thank you for the duck, it's cute. And finding Face playing with it in my tub was price…less…" Charissa made a small whoops expression as Face popped his head in right at the moment she had said that last bit, "Oh nothing much."

"Great, I love it when people talk about me." Face vanished again.

Murdock made a small uncomfortable noise and looked back at the dials on the plane, "Uh...sorry."

"I hate when he just pops out of nowhere like that." It was unnerving to say the least, "Sorry?" She blinked, tilting her head to the side as she looked back at Murdock, "For what?"

"Nothing, then!" Murdock exclaimed, big grin plastered on his face, worry in his eyes. "If you're not sorry, I'm not! Nothing to be sorry about, no sir-ee!"

"Murdock… is everything okay?" He was acting weirder than normal and that was never a good thing she had come to learn, "You seem worried about something, you're like Face, your eyes say volumes." Though Murdock was much harder to read, but she knew worry when she saw it.

"That's deep, chiquita." He gave a little smile, "I figured I'd said somethin' wrong, because Face took outta here like he was pretty upset."

"I have my moments." She smiled a little then sighed, "He's mad at me, not you." She knew she'd have to deal with it sooner or later, but now wasn't the time, "So how much longer until we get to LA?" She looked forward again, letting herself become a little entranced by the clouds passing by.

"An hour or so." Murdock nodded at the dial. "This baby goes faster and we're going higher than before." he remembered the last time. "Don't worry about crashin' into any mountain range this time."

"Not worried at all as long as you're flying." She smiled and stood, "I'll let you concentrate." As she left, she gave his shoulder a friendly squeeze before heading back towards Hannibal and Face.

Face was arguing with Hannibal about something but went quiet when he spotted Charissa coming. "I'm gonna go get a drink - " he started up from his chair.

"What's going on?" She paused in the middle of the aisle, folding her arms and basically blocking his way, her eyes going from one man to the other curiously.

Hannibal just leaned his head back in his chair and closed his eyes. Face sat down slowly, not really looking up at her. "Nothing." He said calmly, "Nothing is going on."

She knew better, but said nothing as she slipped into her seat and reclined it back a little, "Murdock said we have about an hour, Hannibal has a good idea I think." She suggested and tried to find a comfortable position to rest in.

"Time to rest." Hannibal said out loud, raising his eyebrows, though neither of them could see it. "It is, after all, getting late."

She was already dozing lightly, managing to curl up in the seat somehow as she rested. She didn't have any nightmares or flashbacks, or if she did she managed to work through them in her sleep. Her body alerted her to the fact it was in the early morning hours when she stirred and stretched slowly, uncurling her frame as she did so.

"Attention all passengers: please return to your seats and strap in. We're going in for landing." Murdock announced, before beginning his descent.

What do you all think Face and Hannibal were arguing about?

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