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FIFTEEN


Ten days after Rebecca went missing, most of The Keating Six were in class except one. As Annalise was making Connor answer her question the door loudly opened drawing everyone's attention. Wes' eyes traveled around seeing all of the faces on him.

Annalise had thankfully took the attention off of him by making Connor continue. "You were saying?" Connor turned his head, clearing his throat. "Oh, right. Um," Wes kept his eyes on Annalise for a moment as he walked down the stairs to his seat, "the challenge is that sometimes the police only look at loved ones when trying to find a suspect."

Annalise we made barely paying attention to his answer only not so subtly staring at Wes. As she made Michaela answer a question she shot a remark towards Wes and glared are her in return. "Glad someone showed up to class today." Annalise then asked Wes to answer a question, "Now, what if your client is the spouse of the murder victim and you know he did it? What would be your defense strategy... Mr. Gibbins?"

Wes' eyes moved from his notepad where he constantly scribbled 'Eggs 911' in different ways. "Mr. Gibbins?" She asked once more as he hadn't spoke the first time. "Pass." He held a cold stare before he put his attention back on his notepad. Some students gasped and stared at him in disbelief.

Annora shook her head, bringing her fingers up to rub her temple in frustration. "I'm not Professor Hahn. No one passes in my class." Wes stared back at her, tilting his head quickly and poking out his lip. "I just did."

Annalise almost glared at him as she walked closer to the front row. Her daughter had wanted to call out to her so she wouldn't do anything to harsh to her friend but she was a little scared of her mother's attitude at the moment. "Stand up." Wes sighed, standing from his seat as Asher laughed with the student next to him.

"You come to my class late and then you flaunt, in my face, that you're unprepared." She walked up the steps stopping on the row that he stood on. "Either say this doesn't mean that we can't use this opportunity to exercise your brain. So, think. What would be a good defense for a spouse who's killed his lover?"

Wes removed his eyes from her and set them on the front of the class. "Pass." Annora almost groaned, placing both of her hands on her head while she whispered, "Here we go."

"Mr. Gibbins." Wes swiftly turned his head back to her interrupting her from continuing on speak. "I don't know the answer. That's what 'pass' means. So either keep wasting everyone's time or move on- your choice." Annalise's eyes flickered in disbelief as he just sat down in his seat.

His attitude towards her mother had made her grow angry at Wes, she thought he had no right to place his anger on her for his girlfriend leaving.

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The girls sat in the study with Frank looking through files on their next case when Connor and Wes walked into the Room with the older of the two talking loudly. "Were you drunk in class today, or did you finally grow a pair after your girlfriend ran away? I'm sorry- after you let her run away."

Connor's eyes rolled walking into the room and placing his bag by the couch where Annora sat alone.
He shot her a smile as he placed his jacket on the couch, "Hey, A."

Wes scoffed setting his own bag down by a behind the sofa, "Yeah. After I left her run away." Connor pointed his finger at him with a smirk. "I knew it. Waitlist, let Rebecca go." Laurel sighed peering at Wes, "Don't joke about that, Wes."

Michaela walked by her mocking her as she did so. Wes took his coat off sitting next to Annora who slightly rolled her eyes. "Who says it was a joke? Maybe I did let her go." He relaxed on the couch taking out his phone, scrolling through it. "But you didn't, so just stop saying that." Laurel lectured as she also took her coat off, placing it on a chair.

Michaela mocked her again causing Laurel to groan and yell her name. "Oh, you want me to stop being annoying? Then stop being a sociopath who steals engagement rings." Connor smiled, sitting down on the other side of Annora, draping his arm around her shoulders. "Mm. She's got you there. I'm team Michaela on this one."

Michaela gave him a high five as she smirked. "Never forget it." Laurel waved her hand making a talking motion. "Fine. So, you're just gonna do that and hate me for the rest of our lives?" Michaela scoffed out a laugh eyes staring through her. "Lives? Are you kidding me? I'm not gonna know you next year."

Laurel leaned towards her placing her hands on her hips. "Fine. At least admit it kept you quiet." "You do realize I'm not scared to hit a bitch." Michaela showed her teeth as she walked closer to her. "Oh, just throw me down the stairs. You did a pretty good job with Sam."

Michaela bit her lip pushing Laurel who grabbed her shoulders causing Frank to yell. "Hey!" He moved over getting in between them. Connor smiled from the couch, scratching his brow. "Protecting your little girlfriend? Trying to save this one because you screwed up with the last one?" Michaela breathed heavily staring at him. "You think I got time to be a freaking nanny?" He growled as he ignored her words. "Shut your traps and get to work."

Michaela glared at Laurel who looked shocked at Frank. "We don't have any work." Frank sighed going into Annalise's office and sending Bonnie out.

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Annalise came home from seeing the Hapstalls as she was trying to get hired as their Lawyer. Telling the six about how they need to make Victor screw up so she'd get hired. "Catherine and Caleb will have no other choice but to fire him and hire us." Asher shook his head confused. "Wait why would we want their loser case? Their aunt saw them leave the murder scene-"

He had just gotten here which Annalise didn't like. "You're late and since when don't you like a challenge, Mr. Millstone?" Connor released a light breath retesting his hand on his knee. "What about Rebecca's case, though? Like... if that gets going again?" Annalise furrowed her brows holding her purse tighter. "Rebecca's case is over."

*•*•* [i didn't feel like writing that whole thing, but eve is here!]

- 1114 words-

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this was really just a filler chapter because I was tired ~•~

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