Come Together

***A/N: This chapter does contain sex. The good stuff! Please read with caution. Up until now there has only been suggestive themes. :) I like to leave things to the reader's imagination. However as I said before this chapter contains sex. So you have been warned. *** Music listed below:

"Your Woman" - White Town

"Argos" - Ramin Djawadi

"Come Together - The Beatles

"Come Undone" - My Darkest Days

"Skin" - Rihanna

"Coming For You Baby" - Jay Price

"Moonlight Sonata" - E.S Posthumus

"Feeling Good" - Michael Buble

"Fever" - Beyonce

"Happy Together" - The Turtles

"Feel like makin love" - Bad Company

"Home" - Michael Buble

Natasha woke first to the sound of shuffling feet. She shifted, one hand tightening on her gun and the other tapping Sharon awake. It must have been too soft because the other woman was still dead to the world. Nat didn't want to make too much noise or movement and alert whoever it was to the fact that she knew they were there. Or that she was awake. They hadn't moved to the bedroom as far as she knew. Which gave her more time to wake the other woman. She began to roll Sharon over towards her so the faced one another. The other woman opening her eyes in the process. Before she could speak Nat had her hand covering her mouth and nodding towards the door.

Sharon, startled at first. Then remembered she had invited the other woman to stay, listened with her head cocked sideways. A moment later the intruder moved from the carpet to hardwood floor, making it easier to track their footsteps. Sharon's eyebrows shot up and her face was a picture of surprise. Who ever it was they were currently in the kitchen, only a thin wall dividing them. "Who?" Mouthed Nat.

Sharon only shook her head. She had no idea who it would be. She pulled out a gun of her own from almost nowhere and Nat was a little impressed that she kept one hidden from her. They froze as the door handle was pressed down then let go. The intruder walking back and forth in the kitchen. Pacing. Who ever it was didn't want them dead. They would have been by now. It was still only the one person. Nat believed it was a he. Judging by the weight in the sounds of his foot falls.

She scooted closer to Sharon, lips pressed right up to her ear, no possible way of being overheard. Nat pretended not to notice the shiver that went down Sharon's body as she she moved closer. "We are going to climb out of bed silently. I'll crouch down while you open the door. You stand with your gun trained on the intruder. Shoot if you don't know who it is. I'll follow your lead." She pulled away. Waiting for Sharon to confirm she understood, Sharon nodded.

As one they crept from the bed. Natasha's gun drawn and aimed at the wall where she could hear the man going through the cupboards. Sharon moving deadly behind her to the door. Each step was well place. Each breath taken as slow as possible. Their muscles coiling ready for a fight. Sharon waited, with her hand hovering above the door knob, while Natasha got into place. Upon Natasha's nod she flung open the door and clicked the safety off her gun. What a sight they made. Guns raised, Sharon in her over sized Captain America T-Shirt. Natasha in a tank top and her underwear.

They were taken by complete surprise when they found Steve, moving around in an attempt to make food. He had flour on his forehead and half an egg on the front of T-shirt . His sheepish grin left Sharon's heart in a puddle. She dashed over to him and he scooped her up in a large hug. He smirked as he set her down, "You look -" He began. Only to be silenced as her lips met his.

Their kiss was soft and sweet. Lips pressed together bodies only a hair away from one another. The days of missing him poured into her kiss. Sharon's body was aching to be touched. If he moved just so she could pin him to the counter and take all the time she wanted to explore his mouth. However they were interrupted by Natasha clearing her throat.

"As much as i'm enjoying the view from here." Natasha began smirk in place. "Cap, what you doing here?" Her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Afraid to share Nat?" He countered dodging the question. Eyes never leaving Sharon's. Even if she had wanted to step away from Steve his gaze held her in place. His eyes were drinking her in. From her bed hair. To the pink polish on her toes and everything in between. She was so damn built. And beautiful."And Mine." His brain helpfully supplied.

Her eyes had clouded over with a small amount of confusion. "Was Nat a switch hitter like her?" She wished she knew that answer.

"You know i'm always picking up after you boys. It would be the same if you broke her heart." Nat's explanation left Sharon even more confused. Maybe it was just her sleep muddled brain not allowing her to keep track of their conversation. Or perhaps is was her arousal raging body, giving her a one track mind.

Who could blame her? The way Steve filled out his t-shirt had her all hot and bothered. The way his arms were wrapped around her still. She knew should she melt away at his feet he'd be there to pick her back up. Her mind flashed dangerously. The image of Steve pinning her to the wall and trailing kisses down her body had her blushing bright pink.

Steve's eyes finally left hers to look at Natasha. "Thank you." He had picked up on Sharon's train of thought and found it best to focus his attention elsewhere. Least he have his way with her on top of the counter.

"Anytime." Came Nat's reply.

"What are you doing here?" Inquired Sharon. Sighing he knew he couldn't keep ignoring the question.

"I came looking for Natasha." He finally said carefully avoiding the small amount of hurt in the agent's eyes. "I need your help to break out the others. I need more information on the Raft." Steve explained. "I'm going to need layouts and blueprints times the guards change. Everything that we can get."

"Call Tony." Came Natasha's response. Her eyes narrowing.

"Compromise where you can." Sharon supplies ever so helpfully, if not a little snarky. She understood his duty to his team. And she agreed, they didn't need to be locked up.

"You two ganging up on me already?" He questioned. Disbelief in his voice clear as a bell. He shook his head.

Sharon looked at him, hard. Despite her attraction and happiness at seeing him alive and well, she had neglected to look at him fully. His eyes were bloodshot and baggy like he hadn't slept in weeks. Which was probably true. He was weary, a slight shag to his body. How could I have missed this? This brave, courageous man just lost his best friend, again. Natasha and Steve were talking more about Tony on the edge of breaking into an argument. She caught Nat's eye and shook her head slightly. "Not Now" The movement said.

"Steve were you trying to make us food?" Sharon asked cutting into his long winded rant.

"Wha-?" He Began then looked to where Sharon had motioned. The kitchen in slight disarray. He grimaced and his expression became sheepish. "Yes, i was going for pancakes, but you only had the one egg and no milk. Well sour milk."

"Oh. Well i'm usually only home long enough to sleep." She explained.

"How about i go get us some coffee and pastries?" Natasha suggested. She left the room before they could respond. Coming back a moment later fully dressed and headed for the door. "Any request?" She asked.

"Cream in mine." Sharon stated.

"None here." Said Steve.

"Thank you." They called together just as the door shut.

As soon as they were alone Steve stepped back into Sharon's waiting arms planting kisses below her ear. Running his hands along her back and sides. God she could get used to this. She could give in and have all of her lust filled fantasies fulfilled. However that would just drain Steve more. He needed to rest. Sighing she stepped away. Steve stood frozen where he was. A combined look of confusion and rejection covering his features.

"You need to sleep." She stated. She had no idea where the will power was coming from but she had to use it while it lasted. One strong desired look from Steve and she'd have him on his back in a matter of seconds. "We are going to lay down and you are going to sleep." She all but commanded.

"Yes Ma'am." His response came smirk on his face. He needed to sleep and wasn't going to fight against her too hard today. It would be nice to snuggle up with Sharon. She was all soft curves and comfort. He was safe here with her and Natasha.

They moved the bedroom. She took up a spot on the bed pillow in her lap. He took off his jacket and crawled in with her, head resting on the pillow in her lap. It was eerie silent, only the sound of their breathing.

Sharon began to play with Steve's hair. Running her finger through it aimlessly. Her mind drifting to her Aunt and Steve's relationship. She had wanted to ask him so many questions. She also wanted to make sure he knew they were not the same person. She had also wondered if he had any lingering feeling towards Aunt Peggy. Was that part of what Drew him in?

Well she didn't want to compete with anyone for this man's affections. Because in all fairness you can't compete with a dead woman. Her and Peggy had such a wonderful relationship. She didn't want to tarnish that with resentment because of a man. Even if that man was Captain America.

There was just so much about past that she wanted to know. But she knew now wasn't the time to ask such things. She didn't want to show him her insecurities just yet. Hell she didn't even know if the man wanted a relationship outside of the one he shared with Barnes.

Was she just going to be a tool of pleasure for the two of them. Could she live with herself if that was all they wanted?

"No. Not for any man." Her mind's voice supplied.

"Sharon?" Came Steve's voice softly. "This feels wonderful. Thank you for helping me relax."

"Anytime Steve." Came her reply just as softly.

A few moments later she felt his whole body go slack with sleep. Smiling she shifted out from under the pillow and crept off the bed. Leaving him to rest. Going back out into the kitchen to clean the mess.

A few minutes later Natasha rejoined her. Hands full of coffee and doughnuts. She set them down on the freshly cleaned counter, pulling a Maple bar from the bag and taking a large bite. A blissful smile spread across her face.

Sharon let out a huff of a laugh and took her own coffee and doughnut. It turned into a full blown laugh as she read the names of the cups. Her's was labeled "Sassy Blonde" Steve's was "Star-Spangled man." And Natasha's was "Little Spider." She sipped her coffee still smiling.

"Those are great!" She exclaimed. Natasha only smirked.

Sharon's face went from humor to worry so fast it made Natasha worry about her.

"What time is it?" The agent asked frantically.

"Almost eight am. Why?" Came Nat's confused response.

"Shit!" Exclaimed Sharon. "I have to work at 9." And with that she dashed back into the bedroom. Getting ready as fast as she could. Trying to remain quiet to allow Steve to sleep. She came back out in a smart looking pant suit. Grabbing her bag and walking towards the door she paused. Turning to Natasha asked. " Will you still be here when I get off?"

Natasha smiled. "Yes as long as I can stay, i'll be here."

Sharon's face spread into a matching smile. "Good. Probably shouldn't wake him unless you have too. Help yourself to anything you want. Don't blow up my place while i'm gone okay?"

Natasha raised her eyebrows. "With Steve I make no promises. But i'll try to keep your place standing so you may return to it."

"That's as good as i'm going to get huh?" Sharon question. Natasha only nodded. She watch the other woman check her bag and grabbed her keys leaving.

With Sharon gone and Steve sleeping the apartment was strangely quiet. It gave Nat the chills. Moving over to the t.v. she switched it on and found a movie to watch. She allowed her mind to go numb lost in the movie before her. Within minutes she too was sound asleep.

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Sharon arrived at work with ten minutes to spare. The coffee Nat had gotten her putting the extra bounce in her step. Her smile couldn't falter. Today had been such a good day already. So when her director dropped off the plans for the Raft upgrades, and asked her to take them to Ross for approval she didn't look a gifted horse in the mouth. She did however make a copy.

Ever loyal to her Captain. Those plans would go a long ways to help Steve break the others free.

The Rest of her day passed pretty quickly. She took the plans to Ross who approved them and asked her to get the ball moving as soon as possible. She Filled. Helped her co-worker with a computer problem. Even had time to look up movie tickets for the following weekend.

At lunch she called her home phone. She didn't expect Natasha to answer, only wanting to leave a voicemail. "Hey. it's me." God she sounded like an idiot. "I just wanted to check in see how you were doing. I got a gift for you today. I'll take my payment in coffee and doughnuts. I-" She was cut off as Nat's voice came on the line.

"Don't change your routine." She stated. "Check your six. We'll talk when we see you. Hang up now." She did as instructed, confused at Natasha's instructions, but being smart enough to follow them.

The rest of her day went by normally. If not even more boring than usual. Slower too. As instructed, she didn't do anything out of the normal. She even spent an hour at the pub making small talk with Alice.

Finally arriving home at her usual time. She finds Natasha curled up on her couch, watching a Rom con. And Steve still passed out.

Bouncing slightly towards Nat the other woman cocking an eyebrow questionably. Still smirking and happy Sharon pulled out her laptop showing the other woman the Raft plans. Natasha's face split into a grin.

"Oh Sharon. You are too good for words." Nat complimented her.

"Why Natasha, You flatter me." She said and they burst into a fit of giggles. Drunk in their excitement.

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Steve awoke to darkness. He laid there with the soft comfortable sheets underneath him. His mind shaking the last of his dreams. He inhaled deeply smelling Sharon's sweet strawberry shampoo. A grin spread across his features. She was such a soft place to land. Like being welcomed home from a long time away. She was caring, compassionate, smart beyond her years. Wasn't that everything he had been looking for?

She was a connection to Peggy. And would be able to share stories of her with him. She had learned from Her, just as much as he did. The problem he had with living in the here and now was that he was lonely. He had caught up with Peggy, as much as she could. He now had Bucky back and that meant the world to him. He had made friends here in this time. But where did Sharon fit in? He wanted as much time with her as he could get. He understood the serum given to him, better than anyone. He knew that even without the time "under" he wouldn't be aging as fast as others. They got lucky that Bucky had been given something similar. Oh Bucky.

Excited but hushed voices broke his train of thought. He couldn't make out their words but their tones were positively gleeful. He smile happy to have his friends close by. A dark line of thinking crossed his mind the. " What did the rest of the team think of him now?"

His guilt at their imprisonment weighed heavily upon his heart. Come hell or high water he was going to break them free. Determination had him climbing from the bed making his way to the living room. He smile at what he found.

Both girls were hunched over a laptop. Smiles on their faces as their eyes scanned what lay in front of them.

"We could enter here. When do the guards change?" Nat was asking.

"That I don't know." Sharon admitted with a sigh of regret, her face falling slightly.

Steve watched as Nat placed her hand over Sharon's in a gesture of comfort. He felt a swell of pride. Natasha had come far with making relationships and trusting other people. He was happy for her. Even if a little unsure of some of her actions he knew she would always pull through for him. She was no longer the cold woman who didn't let people in.

He watched as Sharon noticed their closeness and shivered. Was that arousal? He wanted to make her shudder like that.

"Ladies." He said announcing his presence.

"Steve!" Sharon exclaimed happily. Bounding towards him for a hug. Her warm body pressed so tightly to his. He wrapped his arms around her not wanting to let go. So Soft. Fitting perfectly in his arms. His smile spread, and he dropped a kiss to her temple.

"I have a gift for you." She smirked turning out of his arms and pulling him by his hand toward the couch. He sat down by Natasha, pulling Sharon into his lap.

"What's this surprise?" He asked

Natasha moved the laptop towards him. Sharon took it and set it in her lap, clicking a few buttons and going back a few screens. A blue screen with lots of white lines appeared on the screen before him.

"Blueprints?" He questioned. Neither of them answered. Their smirks growing into full blown smiles. Sharon Kept scrolling. Her eyes never leaving Steve's face. She watched as amusement, shock, pride and happiness filtered across his face. "Is this the Raft?" He asked

Sharon swelled with pride. "Yes they are adding another level of cells. We think they are meant to hold people with Extra abilities." She kept her tone as professional as possible.

"Can't confirm that yet." Reminded Natasha.

"A crew will be there on Monday to start what they can without docking. They'll be docking sometime next week. I do not know where." Sharon finished a slight drop in her excitement.

Steve was still in a good amount of shock. In less than twelve hours Sharon had gathered More information that he would need to break out his team. "Sharon, I don't know what to say. Thank you will never be enough." He said. His voice soft and earnest. He lifted her chin with his hand and placed a small kiss upon her lips. When he pulled back he felt rather than heard her sigh.

"That's a damn good start." She replied. Smile gracing her face.

"We should celebrate." Natasha suggested. "Food. A few drinks."

"Sound like a good plan." Steve said eyes on Sharon.

"I'm game." Came Sharon's reply eyes never leaving Steve's.

Natasha picked up on what they were up too. And while it had been awhile for her and she would love the show. She knew they needed this night. So she volunteered to go pick up food and grab some drinks. As she left she glanced back at the couch. Their eyes were still locked on one another. The sight was enough to get get a nun hot and bothered. She'd give them two hours at most. Just enough time to break into the C.I.A. And sneak a copy of the guards schedule And anything else she might need. Then grab everyone food. On second thought maybe she should do three hours, just to be safe.

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Steve tucked Sharon's hair behind her ear. God just the simple touch had her breathing heavy and moth dry. She had never wanted a man as much as she wanted him. She reached out a little unsure of where she wanted to touch him first. Settling her hand on the back of his neck to draw him in for a longer kiss was a good place to start.

Their lips melted together in kiss after kiss. Soft and sweet and warm so warm, she felt the heat spread throughout her whole body. Steve's fingers trailed down arms. Leaving a scorched path behind them. He moved his hand to her waist and lifted her so that she was now straddling him. They deepened their kisses. Pausing only to breathe. Her hands skimming his chest leaving goosebumps across his shin. A groan escaped his lips, leaving her glowing. She made him do that.

He pulled back, catching both her hands in one of his. "Sharon, I have to hear you say that you want to do this." His blue eyes filled with lust, wide in earnest. He wasn't going to beg her. And She was sure, that should she say no, he would respect her choice.

Her heart stopped. This man was perfect. He was asking for her consent. God help her. "Oh yes Steve. Please don't stop." She whispered eyes never leaving his so he could read her certainty.

With her words his restraint snapped. He lifted her by the waist forcing her to wrap her legs around him. His kisses spreading across her chest and the column of her neck. Her fingers spreading throughout his hair tugging just enough to lift his head and get to those lips of his. They needed kisses.

Sharon's back hit the wall and Steve used it as leverage to free his hands. They wandered Sharon's body. Unbuttoning her top and dropping kisses to the top of her breasts. Sucking the skin until he left a mark. Claiming her as his.

"More." She whimpered.

If he was any other man he would have smirked. But no. Not even in his lust filled haze did he become cocky. He was drunk in the excitement she stirred within him. He leaned back to remove his shirt. Being mindful to keep his hips in place so she wouldn't fall. The small amount of pressure added a shot right to her desire. It felt marvelous.

She bowed her back and stretched to do it again herself. Only to have him beat her to it, grounding his hips against her. She threw her head back with a moan escaping her lips.

"Bed?" He asked breathing heavily. She could only nod, unable to think with the way his hands were making magic on her body.

With absolutely no strain Steve hoisted her higher in his arms. Walking into the bedroom laying her down gently on the soft comforter. His hips still nestled firmly between her thighs. She sighed with content. Reaching down between them she tugged open his belt and unzipped his fly. The heat radiating off his body had the most delicious reaction with her body. She reached out palming him through his boxers. He was as hard as a rock. His size would be a perfect fit, when he was settled in. He let out a moan at the touch of her hand.

Ever the gentleman Steve didn't want to leave his lady untouched or dissatisfied. He sat up and leaned out of her touch. Making eye contact and slowly lifting her leg he peeled off her shoes. Hands running up her calves, he planted a kiss upon each of her knees. His hands traveling even further up. He undid her pants and pull them down and off. They landed in a pile on the side of the bed. His mouth and lips began their journey up her body, pausing to suck the skin and leave a few marks. He stopped on the tops of her thighs letting his hands catch up. He played with her pantie line drawind\g circles on her pelvis. Their eyes locked the whole time.

She bit her lip. "Are you just gonna tease me all night?"

His answer came in the most unexpected way. He tore her underwear in half. Her shocked expression had him grinning like the cat that caught the canary. His lips then descending to give her sweet, wet kisses across her hips. He was teasing in the way that he would kiss every spot but the one she wanted the most.

"Steve." She groaned out. "Please." She added almost begging. He complied tongue and mouth latching onto her clit. He ate her like one would a peach. A small amount of tongue to catch her juices. Small nips with his teeth and a glorious amount of sucking. Every few moments his hands would squeeze her ass, pulling her closer each time. Within moments he had her shuddering and gasping. Incoherent words were spilling from her mouth with a few "Mores" and "Yeses."

When She came a moment later, her thighs had his head in a vice grip. Her eyes closed. Her body shook and she whispered his name like a prayer. Steve pulled away to look down at her fully. He waited for her to open her eyes. Then slowly he licked his lips. It was by far one of the sexiest moments in her life.

They separated for a moment, untangling all their limbs, to remove the rest of the clothing. Sharon climbed back on the bed and marveled at Steve's body. To the point of opened mouthed gaping. How could one man look like that? His shoulder begged to have her hands grip them as he drove home into her. And that back! It would look better with her nail marks. Her eyes did widen at the sight of his member. And she shuddered in anticipation to feel him move within her.

Steve was smiling as Sharon's eyes traveled his body. "Bucky did the same thing. " He whispered.

"Appreciated your body?" She asked in a husky tone.

He cocked his head to the said and replied. "Looked like he was going to eat me alive. Is that what you have planned as well Sharon?" She could only nod.

At the mention of Mr. Barnes Sharon let out another shudder. A wicked smile played upon her lips. Her curiosity getting the better of her. " Did the two of you reconnect?" She asked. She didn't have to courage to be blunt and asked if they had sex. Hopefully he caught her meaning this way.

"Ya we did." He chucked at the sparkle in her eyes as he confirmed what she was asking. He crouched at the foot of her bed. "Want me to tell you about?" He questioned her. Crawling forward like a predator about to catch his prey. She could only nod as the words died on her tongue. Or perhaps she swallowed them?

He wrapped his hand around her ankle and pulled her underneath him. Smirking he rolled her over on to her belly. "He had me pinned beneath him like this." He whispered. His breath in her ear making her shudder once again. His and reached around and cupped her breasts. He rubbed his cock against her folds. He had to hold back the groan that bubbled. This was his seduction.

"He trailed kisses and bites up my spine." His words were describing what had happened. His mouth and hand mimicking each movement. "He used his own spit to lube up. But I don't have to lube myself up with you do I?" He teased. She was soaking already. He would have no problems easing into her.

"He started off slow. Inch by inch. Letting me adjust to the change. He paused repeatedly. Saying things like "Fuck." and "Shit." At one point he was speaking Russian." Steve was pressing into Sharon, just as slowly, as his words described his time with Bucky. She moaned and gasped as he slide in. Once he was fully buried deep within her, she let out a sigh of contentment. "Fuck, Sharon! Your sweet wet cunt feels so fucking good." He whispered in her ear.

Had there been a mirror, Steve would have found Sharon's face to contain the shock and desire she felt. Such a pretty mouth was saying such dirty words.

"Steve," She whined. "Please?"

"Please, What?" He teased. "Tell me what you want." How he loved to hear her beg.

"Tell me how you came, how he came. Make me come for you."

If it was possible Steve would have gotten harder by Sharon's words. Never one to deny what a lady wanted he said. "Yes ma'am." He pulled out, until only his cock head was in her. Then slammed back into her. He then began a steady pace within her. Her startled gasp was music to his ear. "Bucky kept up a steady pace until I was the one withering beneath. Much like you are now. He cupped my dick in his hand and pumped me in time with his thrusts, until I came all over the sheets beneath me." His voice was like molten lava as he described everything to her. She had soaked a spot on the bed.

He pulled his hands from her breast. One to steady him and give him a better angle. The other cupped her pussy. He palmed her until he found that sweet spot, rubbing and pinching until her back bowed against him and she was crying out from the pleasure. "Bucky came right after I did. And the jerk collapsed on me, utterly spent. I bet you would like it. All my weight on your back."

With his words Sharon came, hard. She wasn't screaming but his name had never sounded better, than it did at that moment. With her body spasming around her he came quickly a cave-man like growl coming from his chest. He too collapsed. Shifting off her a few moments later so she could catch her breath. She rolled over so her chin rested upon his chest.

Steve looked at her and found a bright eyed, smiling, satisfied woman. He smiled right back at her. "That was amazing." And while neither one of them spoke they both knew it to be true.

"I need a shower." Sharon smile widened. "Want to join me?"

Who was Steve to resist?

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Natasha came back in some hours later the sounds of moans coming from the bedroom. By the sound of things they were multiple rounds in and VERY vocal about what they were doing. She listened for a few moments and was surprised to find her body responding. Her nipples tightening and breath coming in short gasps. Her eyes widened. She know the signs of her own arousal. Shaking her head and moving over to the bedroom door she knocked.

"Sorry guys but food's getting cold." She called.

A course of "Shits" Came through the door.

"We're coming." Called Sharon.

"Sounds like you already have." Teased Natasha. She hoped to god Steve's face would be as red as her hair. She heard Sharon giggle out a "Ya we did." And shuck her head again.

The two of them emerged after a few more moments hastily dressed. Natasha just snickered, making Steve blush. The all piled around the counter to open their food. After a moment of eating in silence, Natasha produced a thumb drive from her pocket.

"What's that?" Sharon asked.

"The only part missing from the plans." Natasha said. Pride evident in her voice.

"Oh?" Questioned Steve.

"Yup." She confirmed. "I now have the location the Raft will be for construction. I also have the documents to get you on the crew."

She was met with stunned silence. Mission accomplished.

**** And That my friends is the end. Look for more from me. Coming soon.****