#hlix

Not at all!! And of my gosh, that is such an amazing compliment, thank you so much! I’m so happy you like it so much. I have such a fondness for An Unexpected Guest since it was my first fic ever AND the first story I’d ever seen to completion. 

The elevator dinged, and Dad steered Henry inside. “How long until Chiyoh gets here?” Henry asked.

Dad shrugged and pushed the button for the top floor. “Can’t say for sure. We have the reservation for three days, but we can always extend it. She has even further to go than we did, and it’s just her out there. And we have no idea if she’s going to encounter…”

“Jack?”

“Obstacles,” Dad corrected, brows furrowing. He sighed and leaned against the mirrored wall behind them. “His people, maybe, but not him. It’ll be a while before Jack’s out of the hospital.”

Henry thought about the fact that both of his hands are going to be in casts, how his usage of them will never be the same, and couldn’t help but smile a little. While he shouldn’t be glad for it, knowing that the agent would never forget Henry, would have no choice but to remember him every day of his life, filled Henry with a dark sense of satisfaction.

I ended up going to sleep before getting a post up, but the final chapter of Between Wind and Water has been posted! Thank you to everyone who’s been reading and continuing to follow Henry’s adventures. :D 

“I wasn’t sure if I should have thrown this out or not. Your father accused me of wanting to create a grotesque scrapbook for you,” Papa commented lightly, thumb ghosting the knife’s jagged edge.

Henry snorted a laugh—unfortunate, as he hadn’t finished his broth—and stuttered out, through yet another coughing fit, “Wouldn’t that be precious. Baby’s First Murder.”

“You’re well passed your first by now, my sweet boy.”

And that was true, wasn’t it? That night had been five. There was six total, if you counted his birthday lesson. Henry grinned as he dropped his bowl back down onto the tray. “I guess I am.”

Halfway through this transitional story! Absolutely phenomenal cover by @hannigram-blog-by-prosebyrose, thank you so much. ❤️ 🌹  ❤️

Dad turned his chair to face out the window again. “Aren’t you supposed to be resting?”

“I am resting. I’m at rest.”

“Right. Well, far be it from me to argue letter of the law versus spirit, but I have a feeling Hannibal isn’t going to be happy when he finds you out of bed.”

“I finished my book,” Henry whined. He tossed the water bottle between his hands, debating whether he could flip it in the air and catch it without taking a blow to the ribs. Or his face.

“And rather than finding another one, you choose to come annoy me instead?”

Henry rolled his eyes. “I’m not annoying you.”

“You’re distracting me. There might be a tiny iceberg out here. I could hit it because I wasn’t paying enough attention. The only survivor would be Paris.”

This chapter has some of my favorite little moments, as well as a not-very-sneaky reference to the Hannibal Extended Universe. :D 

An Unexpected Guest: The Finale 

This is it. The last three chapters are posted. Henry reunites with the rest of his family and has one more challenge to overcome. 

I’ve said everything I wanted to in the final chapter’s author notes, but I’ll mention it here too: for everyone that’s liked, kudos’d, subscribed, reblogged, or left me a wonderful comment: thank you so much! This was my first fic ever, and I could not have asked for a better experience. 

I will be forever grateful to my betas and those that encouraged me to actually post this gargantuan of a fic. 

Henry and Luca make their way toward freedom, but Henry realizes there's yet another problem.

Another chapter of some quality brotherly moments, which have always been my favorite to write.

After this, there’s 2 more updates! The last three chapters are all going to go up at once at the end of the week.