And she FINALLY updates! Special thanks to THE ONE WITH NO NAME aka, someone who put anonymous while reviewing. This person sent me 5 reviews, all asking me to continue! I must say I was going to anyway, but now I feel that I must! And more special thanks to all the gals on facebook for constantly reminding me with all their Night Worldliness that all of them manage to update!

Danielle woke to the sound of Poppy banging two pans together in the hallway and yelling: "It's Monday!"

Danielle poked her head through the door to see Quinn pick her up and lock her in the bathroom.

"Quinn! Let me out!" She screamed.

"No! Nobody wakes me up before 11!" He replied.

"What's going on?" Danielle whispered to Galen.

"Quinn hasn't woken up before 11 in four years." Galen whispered back.

"So he was late for school every day for four years?"

"Well, actually he never turned up, or graduated."

"He WHAT!"

"One word, Owwwwwww," James complained, coming through his open door. "If that exclamation got any more high pitched, I'd say it was Ash."

Ash poked his head through Mary-Lynette's door. "I heard that and will kill you for it later."

"Why not now, Ashy-poo?" Morgead jeered, leaning against his doorframe.

Ash froze for a minute before Mary-Lynette called out: "Ash? Where'd you go?"

"Coming sweetheart!" He replied before winking at everyone and retreating back into the room.

Gillian looked puzzled for a moment outside her open door. "If Ash slept in there all night, surely Maggie didn't stay…?"

"Then where…" Quinn pondered, leaning on the bathroom door that the hyper pixie-vampire was still banging on.

Delos stumbled out of the cupboard on the other side of the hall with major bed-head, his hair in all different directions. All eyes fell on him.

"That explains it…" Eric claimed, standing beside Thea.

"Awww Delos, did Maggie kick you out of your bed?" Thea cooed.

Maggie stuck her head out of Delos's door. "Even I don't have that power!"

Quinn grinned. "I did it as a favour!"

Delos gaped, "So that wizard was you?"

Raised eyebrows all round.

…

Danielle waved goodbye as all the teenagers piled out the door to go to school. Well, all but one…

"Just you and me now, honey." Quinn sneered, lounging on a sofa.

"Where's your father?" She replied, in desperate need of rescue.

Quinn shrugged, "In his office."

"And where's his office?"

Quinn took one look at her and started laughing. "Do I look like someone Thierry would trust to go in his office?"

"Then how do I contact him?" Danielle exclaimed, sick of Quinn already.

Still chortling, Quinn replied. "You summon Nilsson and he finds him for you!"

"I don't want to summon another human being!" Danielle protested.

"Why not? He likes it!" Quinn claimed. "Nilsson! Get your butt over here!"

Nilsson appeared. "Yes sir?"

"Find Mr Descouedres." Quinn ordered.

"Yes sir." Nilsson replied.

Danielle glared at Quinn. "You shouldn't treat your fellow man as an animal…"

Quinn huffed and wouldn't look her way again until Thierry turned up.

"Will that be all sir?" Nilsson asked Quinn.

"Just one more thing, Nilsson." Quinn said. "Do you think we treat you like an animal?"

"Of course not sir! I enjoy being ordered around!" Nilsson enthused, his acting was poor…

"Nilsson, tell the truth and God will not punish you." Danielle scolded.

Quinn gasped in mock outrage and pointed at his temporary mother. "She threatened Nilsson, Thierry!"

"I did not!" She replied indignantly.

Quinn began to laugh and smothered it with a pillow. "And she just stomped her foot!"

"I did not!" She yelled, her face going bright red.

"And she ate the last slice of cake!" Quinn accused just to make her say it again.

"I DID NOT!" She screamed and ran from the sitting room.

Thierry glared at Quinn. "That was mean Quinn, I'm afraid I have to punish you."

Quinn grinned at the camera and fell to his knees, begging. "Please, Papa! Don't whip me again!"

"W-w-what? Go to your room!" Thierry ordered, pointing towards the staircase.

Quinn got up, grumbling. "She started it…"

When it was just Thierry, Nilsson and the camera, Thierry held out his arms for a hug. "I miss Hannah…"

…

"Hey!" Hannah sat down on Jane's bed with a youthful grin. "What do you do for fun around here?"

The little girl looked up at her with confused eyes. "We read Bible passages."

Hannah frowned at her. "Do you wanna go to the park?"

The girl's face lit up, "Oooh! Yes please! Can we ask Father now?"

Hannah grinned at her. "Sure."

They ran, hand in hand, down the stairs and to Phillip's office. Hannah knocked on the door and cocked her head to the side like she was listening in, making the 7 year old giggle.

"Enter!" Phillip yelled.

Hannah strode in. "Hey, Phil! Can I take Jane to the park?"

Phillip glanced up from his newspaper. "The park? What good could that possibly do for her?"

Hannah shrugged. "You know… Fresh air and exercise are kinda good for little girls."

Phillip folded his newspaper and frowned at her. "How so?"

Hannah raised an eyebrow. "Do I have to do a biology lesson? Because I will! Archaeology isn't the only thing I'm good at!"

"Pardon?"

She sighed. "When a girl is nearing puberty, she needs more fresh air and exercise to keep her happy and healthy. 'Though I suppose I can't blame you for not knowing that…"

"My daughter is not nearing puberty!" Phillip thundered, completely outraged. "We have taken great lengths to ensure she only reaches that stage when it is proper!"

"What? You mean like praying?" Hannah ventured.

"Yes, praying."

"Are you sure you know what puberty is?"

He pointed to the door. "Please leave."

Hannah left and was immediately cornered by a hyper 7 year old girl.

"What did he say? What did he say?"

"Ummmm…" Hannah searched her memory for the answer he had actually given and came up with nothing. "He said yes!"