"Karebear, you are going to freak out." She looked into his blue eyes as her hair dresser finished drying her hair.

"Why, honey? Is it bad?"

"No. It looks really good." She bit her lip and waited for the woman to run the comb through her hair one last time. The chair was turned around and she finally caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror.

"Wow." She tilted her head to the side and ran her fingers through her hair. She had gotten in straightened and highlighted, as per Jack's request. It made her look younger and softer. She had never realized how long her hair had grown since it was so curly, but it was almost to her mid-back when it was straight.

"I love it, Kare."

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"What did you do to your hair?" Will looked up from his chair by the table. He had just gotten home from work and sat down to read the paper when Karen returned from her appointment.

"I got it straightened. Do you like it, honey?" She walked over to him and ran a hand through her new style.

"You look so different." She made an innocent face before smiling and leaning down to peck his lips. "So what did you do today, besides changing your identity?" She giggled and sat next to him at the table.

"Jackie and I went shopping and got our nails done. I got you a sweater." She walked over to the door where her shopping bags were laying and ruffled through a bag for his item. He smiled at her happiness and watched her. "What did you do, honey?"

"Oh, work. I tried to get a hold of Grace, but she didn't answer her phone. I left her birthday cards from us on the door of her office, but I don't know."

"Honey, it's been forever. Maybe we should just go to her apartment and try to talk to her." She sat Will's new shirt on the table in front of him and poured herself a glass of red wine. "If she tries to run away, we'll follow her."

"Maybe ambushing her isn't the way to go. I like this color." He held the shirt up to his chest. She sat down next to him and smiled.

"It brings out your eyes." She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, gently. He smiled into her kiss and she placed her hand on his cheek. Jack suddenly burst through the door, but stopped walking when he saw them jump apart.

"Were you kissing?" He cringed and tilted his head to the side in question. Karen was quick to cover and stood to top off her half empty glass of wine.

"We were just messing around, Poodle. I needed a kiss."

"You could have asked me." He flounced over to her and placed his head on her shoulder.

"Well, honey, I didn't know you were coming over. Did you need something?"

"I just wanted to see if one of you called Grace today." He took a bottle of water from the fridge and sat down in the chair that Karen was previously occupying. Will gave him a questioning look.

"You can remember Grace's birthday, but you can't remember to go to work in the mornings." Jack sputtered and began to walk out the door when the phone rang. Karen answered and he stopped walking when he heard who it was.

"Gracie?"