and I like that I can't figure out how it's going to be played

Thanks good! Glad to hear I'm keeping you guessing.

I love glimmers of hope. The world may have ended, planes may have fallen and universities may have been blown up (a university which may or may not have turned me down in the past. Not saying. *looks innocent*) but Henry, David and Becca (Just realised I called Lestrade's daughter that in another fic. I need more imaginatioon when it comes to names) will live happily ever after. Hope prevails, I always like that and I think I may be clinically incapable of writing anything without hope.