I'm so glad everybody enjoyed that last chapter. It was hard to tell if it would be deceiving so it was awesome that so many of you claimed to be fooled! All I seem to want to write these days is this universe, so tonight you get more.

The only reason Auggie and Annie could both get ready for work in Annie's apartment was that Auggie didn't need to share the mirror in the bathroom. After brushing his teeth, he didn't need to be near the bathroom at all. He preferred to shave with his electric razor while Annie had the bathroom sink for all of her morning routine.

This morning the loud rush of her hairdryer cut off abruptly followed by the sound of frustrated cussing in the bathroom.

"Did you blow a circuit?" Auggie asked.

"Yes." Annie replied and sighed dramatically.

"Just hit the GFCI button." He stated.

"What?" She replied as Auggie walked toward her.

"By code, all bathrooms have to have a ground fault circuit interrupter, for moments like this. Well, it's for other reasons, too, but in general, the button should be right..." He had followed the cord of Annie's hair drier to the electrical outlet, and was feeling between the two plugs. "...here?" There was no button.

"Nope." Annie replied.

"Are there other outlets in here?" Auggie asked.

"One, but it doesn't have a button either."

"That's weird."

"I think the previous owners built this guesthouse themselves. It might not be up to code."

"Where's the breaker box? I'll go reset it."

"It's in the main house." Annie responded.

Even though Auggie had spent plenty of time in the guesthouse, he hadn't been in the main house. He doubted Annie had stepped foot inside since the shooting. "Just tell me where to find it." Auggie said, reassuringly.

"There's a key hanging on the left side of my door that will get you in the door directly across the courtyard. Once you are inside, follow the wall to your right until you reach the doorway on the other side of the room, into the laundry room. The box is on the left wall. How will you know which one to reset?"

"The tripped circuit jiggles, rather than being solidly on one side or the other. I'll take care of it and be right back."

Auggie took his cane and easily found the key by Annie's door. Once Annie saw him make his way into the main house without any problems, she went back to applying her makeup.

Auggie paused for a moment in the large kitchen, thinking about how it should feel, or smell, special because of what had happened there. Annie almost died, possibly right where he was currently standing. But it just smelled like an empty room, now.

He found the breaker box and was feeling the switches when he heard another movement in the kitchen.

"Slowly step back, and put your hands up." A male voice commanded.

Auggie stood, frozen for a moment. With his cane still in his hand, he turned toward the voice and slowly lifted his hands so they would be visible.

"Put down the stick." The voice said. Auggie could hear the uncertainty, and wondered if the guy actually had a weapon. Auggie wished for a moment that he had put on a dress shirt and tie for work, but since it was supposed to be a boring day of decoding with Barber, he was only in a dark long sleeved shirt. If there were wasn't much light, it was understandable that he was perceived as an intruder.

"Michael," Auggie said as he slowly sat his cane against the wall where he could easily reach it again. "I don't know if you have a weapon pointed at me, but I promise I'm not a threat." It was only a small lie, considering he had no intention of hurting Annie's soon-to-be-ex-brother-in-law.

"How do you know my name?" Michael responded.

Auggie hesitated a moment. While he had met Danielle a couple of times, it was possible that Michael had never even heard of him. "I'm a friend of Annie's. August Anderson." For good measure, Auggie put his hand out to shake.

Michael ignored his hand. "What are you doing in here?"

"Resetting the circuit breaker." Auggie said, stating the obvious.

"No, why are you in my house at seven in the morning?"

Auggie let a guilty grin spread across his face. "I'm keeping Annie from blow-drying her hair, right this moment. If you let me flip her electricity back on, I'll walk to the guest house with you so you can verify that I'm not the blind bandit."

Michael moved closer to Auggie and turned on a light switch. "I'll get it."

Auggie re-claimed his cane and stepped away from the breaker box. He heard the thick switch turned off and back on, and turned to walk toward the guest house. As they walked through the kitchen he heard something heavy placed on the counter.

"Were you going to attack me with a wine bottle?" He turned toward Michael as he asked.

"Gin," Michael replied. "I had to improvise."

Auggie nodded and kept walking. He opened the guest house door and stepped inside. "I hope you have on clothes." He stated loudly over the blow-dryer.

"I'll be ready in time, I prom-EEE!" Annie jumped into the bathroom and pulled the door in front of her body. "Michael!"

"Sorry," Michael replied, staying near the doorway.

"I got caught burglarizing an empty house." Auggie stated as he collapsed his cane and sat at the foot of Annie's bed.

"Michael, I didn't know you were in town." Annie stated through the door.

"I didn't think I needed to tell anybody that I would be in my own home." He replied with a hint of bitterness. "August said he is a friend of yours." He stated, questioningly.

Annie, with a towel for a shirt and dress slacks on the bottom stepped out of the bathroom. "Auggie is my boyfriend. I didn't know you were here." She walked toward the shirt she laid out on her bed as she spoke. "And the two of us are late for work. Will you still be around this evening?"

"I'm here all week. Maybe longer."

"Then I'll explain later?"

"No need. Sorry for the inconvenience." Michael said, almost shortly, before walking out.

As soon as the door was closed, Auggie laughed a breath. "He was going to attack me with a bottle of gin. He didn't see you naked, did he?"

"Nope. I was almost dressed, just needed my shirt."

Auggie gave a look that was almost a pout. He could hear Annie scurrying to finish getting ready. "I thought you told Danielle about us?"

"I did," she replied, calmly. "Obviously, she and Michael aren't talking much."