NO ONE has been updating! Sorrry... I just feel like not many people have been into updating CA Fics. I really look forward to them, but a lot of the good ones have ended like Left Turn Alone and Escape Clauses. Can't wait to see more of 100 things about Annie, First, Ignited, and Codename Krakatoa. Anyway without further ado...

"Hey Danielle," Auggie said into the phone.

"It's not Danielle, it's Chloe," A girlish voice answered.

"Wow Chloe you've really grown up. Do u you remember me? I'm Auggie," He asked.

"Yeeess I think sooo. You were at that place we went to for Aunt Annie. Momma doesn't like it when I talk about her, it makes her sad... But guess what!? I turn thirteen in a week."

"Really wow that's awesome; now can I talk to your Mom?"

"Of course," Auggie sensed she was running down a hall before she passed her Mom the phone.

"Hello?" Dani asked

"Alright remember when we had a conversation months ago that started with I need to tell you something?"

Danielle sighed, "Yes and it's been almost a year," Her voice quivered.

"Is there anyway I could ask you to just think about what I'm about to say. Don't yell or scream or get mad or anything," Auggie said realizing he had no idea what to say. This was difficult no wonder Annie left it up to him. This was harder than saying she was dead.

"Annie was never dead," He finished lamely.

He heard a hiss, then a big intake of breath. "Your lying."

"No," Auggie let out sternly, but not rudely, "I've been a liar, but I'm not lying now."

"But... But," Her voice of laced with tears and disbelief.

"I don't know how to explain it to you. I really don't. The easiest thing to say is that Henry Wilcox the DCS, from a long long time ago was a very bad man. He would've probably taken over the world by now and killed Me, and lots of other people I care about. Annie stopped him, but to do it she had to die. I mean she's still alive, but she not doing well with the transition back she needs people that care," He laid it all out, waiting for her response.

"Uh, I I neeeed time. To process ... Things. Soo, uh, I'll call you back," Danielle said about to hang up.

"Wait we are throwing Annie a 35th birthday party. Next Saturday I need you there," Auggie let out wanting to say more.

"We'll see," She hung up. That went ,well, almost like he expected it to. Now onto Eyal, and then maybe Annie's father. But she hadn't spoke to him in like eight years so maybe not.

"Auggie," Annie called walking into the house. He tried to pretend like he was doing nothing, "I need to talk."

"Uh uh," Auggie nodded signaling he was listening as he came to sit by her on the couch.

"Am I ugly?" Her question was followed by his silence.

"What," He asked after the pregnant pause, his eyes squinting in confusing.

"I feel ugly," She continued her voice almost shaking.

Auggie sighed, where in the world had this come from. She had just came back from a therapy session, but he didn't expect to be bombarded with a vulnerable Annie.

He found her hand and slid it into his, "Annie, your the most gorgeous person I've ever met. Where did you get this impression at?"

"It's just... I don't feel pretty anymore. I can dress up and be pretty, but still just not feel the pretty confident walk I used to have. It's just guys don't really stare to much anymore. Like I can't use my looks to get a free beer, and...," He felt her shrug.

"And you don't feel pretty?" Auggie asked still not quite convinced that was the real problem.

"Yes," She said again her voice getting annoyed. Then she made a little noise before continuing, "I wanted to know something from McQuaid, and no matter how much I flirted with him he wouldn't tell me."

"In others words; this isn't really about you not being pretty. It's about not getting what you wanted?" He assumed out loud.

Annie sighed removing her hand from his but relaxing more and leaning against him," Maybe. I mean what I wanted to know wasn't really important. It was not like spy stuff, but... I guess ugly isn't the right word. I just feel old?"

"You mean you feel like your almost 35?" He tease.

"I feel like I've been alive for a thousand years. I've been through 4 lifetimes, and I'm still having to live."

"Exaggerate much?" He asked and Annie smacked his chest with a pillow, "touché."

Annie's thoughts collided again and her brain seemed to fog. Everything was so crazy sometimes she just had to organize her thoughts before she could go any further.

Just take it one day at a time.

There are people who need the field and there are people who are needed in the field.

You explode

To beat the scorpion you have to become the scorpion.

You will never loose me by telling me the truth.

Because your a scorpion and everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie.

I always choose you over the mission.

Ms. Walker...

At times like these were Henry's words whispered over and over in her mind it was so hard to concentrate on anything. She felt so alone, isolated, and on guard in these moments it didn't matter who or how many people she was with.

Change...

In just a few moments all of those thoughts flashed before her mind. She was so quiet Auggie could hardly hear her breath.

"Sometimes I feel like I've hit a force field. Not a brick wall that can be broken but something that can never be fixed right." She stated bluntly.

"Annie when you came to the CIA things were good. And they continued to be for almost three years. Right before that third year I told you things would never be the same after you shot someone.

"And since then you have gone through so much, too much. I'm not gonna lie you can't just ignore it and it can't be fixed. It will always be your past, but you can't live on it.

"I'm not saying ignore I'm saying talk through it. Those thoughts that haunt you? When you remember them talk through them, write them down and get them out.

" the past you can't change, and you shouldn't dwell on. It's okay to reflect on it until you feel like your not about to crack all the time, " He finished.

She snuggled into his side, eyes glistening, and whispered,"I swear your a mind reader," She then added, "how did we go from feeling ugly to the truth?"

Annie and Auggie both laughed. "Care to share?" Auggie said a few moments later.

"It's about Henry..." She began getting them a beer and turning the oven on for pizza. It was probably going to be a long night.