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Within the week, Kailani returned to her version of normal, though she seemed to be trying to put an extra amount of cheer into everything she did. It was strained of course, but the effort was not lost on Hannibal. She felt guilty for worrying people unnecessarily.

And yet her work before, during, and after her episode was still perfect and she observed time limits. If one did not look at her face, they wouldn't be able to tell anything had changed about her.

He looked up as she walked into the office, holding out a file. "It's finally finished, third and final draft, double spaced, the way you wanted it."

He accepted the file and flipped it open, taking in the decorative design she'd managed to procure and quirked a brow in her direction. She looked away and mumbled something along the lines of, 'took digital art while in college' and went back to the waiting room, leaving him to appreciate the simplicity of the overall appearance but the lingering detail once looking more closely.

She had gone above and beyond what was necessary for the dissertation all to apologize for something beyond her control. And she still managed to accomplish her task a week before the scheduled time limit.

After Franklyn had finally left for the evening, Ms. Taikefu having to lightly flirt and mingle uncomfortably to get him to leave, Hannibal approached her desk and informed her that he'd be taking some more days off in order to go to Minnesota with Will, Alana, and Abigail and that she was to cancel his appointments for the next four days and take time off as well.

The smirk she sent him was the most genuine expression she had shown all week and he sighed, knowing where her mind was going and also knowing that nothing he said would destroy whatever she had inferred.

"Do be kind to Will, will you? He's like a lost lamb and I'd prefer that he have someone he can trust on his side."

Hannibal nodded, already intending to watch over Will, though his definition of kind might be a little different.

Kailani grinned suddenly, "And no groping in front of the child."

It was almost an appropriate conversation.

Kailani dialed her cell and squealed when Maritza picked up. "I have four days of free time, my place or yours?"

"Yours, you slept over my place a few weeks ago."

"With pizza?"

"And ice cream, cookie dough though."

"Two Turkey Hill Cookie Doughs, okay."

"I'll bring the pizza. There's this pizzeria by my house that makes super spicy, chicken wing pizza and I'm telling you chica, you need to try it! We'll put it in the oven to warm up."

"Anything else?" Kailani asked, looking at the large selection of ice cream.

"Did you get that order yet?"

"The one with the thing for the thing?" Kailani asked, voice dipping lower as the subject of their discussion turned a little, more private.

"Yeah."

"I got it yesterday morning."

"Good. I'll be over in a few hours."

"See ya then."

After the call, Kailani stood in front of the freezer door and looked between the various ice creams.

She ended up getting six, two each for she and Marza. Cookie Dough was great, but Box of Chocolates was looking mighty fine, and no one could ever fault her for getting Tin Roof.

"He's smitten and he doesn't even know it!"

Maritza rolled her eyes, "How come you're always trying to get everyone else together but yourself? Yvonne is gone and people aren't like her."

The Polynesian girl was sprawled out on her bed, clutching her body pillow in one hand and a glass of pucker up in the other. "I haven't been in the mood for romance lately. You can't blame me. Besides, I can see it so clearly and they are perfect for each other. It's a natural attraction that I am doing my damndest to manipulate into a stronger amount of feelings."

"I don't know…"

"Don't worry, I've got it all worked out," Kailani assured her friend.

The trip to Minnesota was very… informative. Hannibal was almost sad to see it end. Will was warming up to him. Abigail was already drawn to him by his keeping of her secret, and Alana remained completely oblivious to everything going on. It was perfect.

And the unfortunate death of the rude little friend of Abigail's was only a bonus.

Seeing Kailani after those four days away, was like a breath of fresh air, innuendos and all.

She looked better, most likely spent time with her only friend while he was away. Her life was surprisingly lacking in people, much like Will's. It was worrying to a degree.

"How was your holiday?"

She snorted, "I was lazy and gorged myself on junk."

"Leisure days are nothing to be ashamed of. Considering how much you choose not to eat, it's good that you at least had something."

"I don't need to eat more," she insisted. "I'm already abnormally tall for a Polynesian, I don't want to be abnormally fat too."

Kailani was what some would consider an Amazon to be. She actually towered over everyone around her. Even Hannibal, who was exactly six feet in height, by three inches.

"How is your Will doing?"

"He isn't something to be owned, Kailani," chastised Hannibal playfully.

"Ah, but you didn't deny that he's yours."

She was too quick for his own good.

"Will is not mine, though I would very much like him to be."

"I'm sure you do," she grinned, returning to her work.

Before stepping into his office, he did give her fair warning, "Abigail Hobbs has been disappearing and she may come here at some moment."

An hour later, Hannibal found Abigail Hobbs in his office and convinced her to stop sneaking from the hospital and to keep his secret so that he would keep hers. It was a beneficial arrangement and in the meantime, he introduced her to Kailani who asked how the girl had gotten in.

Through the window apparently.

Kailani proceeded to check all windows doubly, eyes wide in panic.

"People just easily crawling through windows to get in here, I don't think so!" she hissed, eyes darting to her desk where Hannibal knew she kept a bat for self defense.

"This will not become a regular occurrence, I assure you," Hannibal said, giving Abigail a meaningful look.

The teen nodded. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, just… no climbing in windows, please?"

Abigail nodded, eyes downcast with guilt.

"It-It's fine," insisted the older woman. "It's… fine."

Kailani repeatedly checked the windows for the rest of the evening, her paranoia and dislike of windows acting up.

A/N: Another is done!

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