Hey everyone. I'm sorry about the lack of updates. I'm not going to sit here and give you excuses either, it's just life's been tough lately, and I haven't had the patience to sit down and write this. I've tried though, lol. But, I know it helps when I write, so I made myself do it tonight, and it really did help a little. I hope you guys like it, but I'm kind of nervous it's not that good...ehh, I just hope I'm wrong, lol. Well, here ya go.

BTW, thanks for everyone that reviewed. I don't have time to respond again, and I'm really sorry. I'll try to start doing that again, but I've been really busy, and it's so much easier to just thank everyone as a whole. Special thanks to those reviewers who left me long reviews though, because I love those, they're my favorite. Plus, I can actually understand how you guys felt about the chapter, and what you liked/disliked when you explain yourselfs. So thanks to those of you who did, but thanks to those of you who left smaller reviews too. They all help just the same. )


The tears cascaded down the gorgeous young woman's face as she realized what the little white stick was telling her. Haley James was broken as it was. This didn't help matters, but it terrified the girl to shreds. All she could wrap her mind around were the images of Alex's hand colliding with her face, and her body crashing into his bed, being forcefully held down by the boy's strength. Sure, she was a strong girl that could handle just about anything. Her life proved that fact, but she knew she wasn't strong enough to handle this one on her own. She was brought out of her deep thought by a familiar, rough voice behind her.

"Haley! What the hell is going on here? You know what time I get home, and you also know that you should have food for me when I'm home. Just because I live at your parent's house with you does not give you any excuses. What could possibly be more interesting than me anyways?"

The boy approached her and she could feel her heart start to beat rapidly inside her chest. Before she knew it he had grabbed a hold of her arm, snatching the home pregnancy test away in the process. Haley stood as still as stone waiting for an outburst from Alex, but one never came. Instead, he walked to the window, craning his neck to see into the driveway.

"Your parents aren't home," he said, trailing off as he walked back to his girlfriend.

"No they uh, they we-"

"Shut up Haley, or so help me god, I'll kill this baby."

She opened her mouth in pure shock, but Alex reached out and forcefully snapped it shut. As Haley cringed, he continued, "I'll lift my foot up, and kick you in the stomach if you utter another word. Understand? Of course you do, you're tutorgirl."

Haley was holding her breath, willing herself not to open her mouth. She knew what was coming next, but she just had to endure it once again, before she could call her best friend up to come rescue her. To rescue her, and put the pieces of her heart back together.


Haley was jolted from her dreamed flashback by a chocking sound emerging out of the hotel's bathroom. Nonetheless relieved from the horrible memory being washed away, she quickly became worried. She looked around her, trying to figure out who was missing.

After her fight with Nathan, the boys rented out a room of their own, therefore leaving the four females in one. They had moved Baley to one bed, and Brooke had strict orders for Haley to lie down in the middle of the other. She had did as she was told, only to be jumped on by Brooke and Peyton, who in turn smothered her with kisses on the cheeks, tickles, and hugs. She had to hand it to them; they knew how to put a smile on her face. With Pey on her right, and Brooke snuggled up to her left side, she had fallen into a fitful sleep.

Noticing now that her left side was bare, she jumped up, heading into the bathroom. Haley knocked on the door, but barged in before she received an answer. Her stomach churned at the sight of her best friend, dry heaving over the porcelain toilet. Tears were streaming down her face, and she was clutching her knees. Haley automatically pulled her hair loose, using the hair tie to secure Brooke's long brunette locks.

Kneeling down next to her, she ran her hands lightly up the sick girls arms before wiping the sweat off of her forehead. Seeing that she was still dry heaving, Haley gently tugged Brooke back, away from the toilet, and into her Indian style crossed lap. Brooke immediately hid herself in Haley's sweatpants and hoodie covered body, breathing unsteadily, and clutching Haley's hands. Once Brooke's breathing returned to normal, she reached up; grabbing a few strands of Haley's blonde curls, and began to twirl them around her fingers.

Knowing that this always helped calm the older girl down, Haley continued to let her fuss over her hair. She gently rubbed her back, and buried her face into the top of her head. Brooke, feeling Haley pull her closer into her body, let out a whole new batch of tears. Haley quickly turned Brooke around, so that her back was no longer up against her, and tugged her into a very firm hug. Brooke clung to her, digging her fingernails into her chest and throat.

"Brookie, sweetheart, you're nails," Haley whispered, cautiously.

Brooke immediately pulled her hands away from Haley, and crawled a few feet away.

"Brookie, no, I didn't mean-"

"No, no, I'm sorry. I…just…I'm fine, go back to bed."

Haley cocked her head to the side, "Brookelynn Penelope Davis, get your drop dead, double take, gorgeous butt back over here, right now."

Brooke shook her head quickly, refusing to let Haley comfort her.

Haley groaned, "B, I'm not joking with you. I said get over here, and I mean it, right now, or I'll just come get you."

Brooke still didn't budge though, so Haley began crawling towards where she sat, leaning against the bathtub. As soon as Brooke saw Haley start near her, she scrambled up, and moved as far back against the wall as she could.

Haley stood up quickly, and grabbed her by the arm. Seeing the wince that came across Brooke's face, she lightened her grip, but forced her to look her in the eyes. "Brooke, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Not knowing how to explain herself, she kept quiet, but immediately regretted it once she saw Haley bite the insides of her cheeks to restrain from crying. "Fine, you know what? I don't even care. Actually, I do care, but since the new style is ignoring me, and it seems to be all the rage with the group of people that I love, I'm choosing to give up before I get hurt even more,"

This time however, it was Brooke's turn to grab Haley before she could get away, "Hal…I'm not ignoring you. I just don't want you to comfort me," Brooke explained.

"What? But why, I always comfort you. It's you and me against the world, it always has been…I-"

Brooke began rubbing her thumb over Haley's hand soothingly, "And it always will be you and I against the world. I just don't want you to be the one helping me tonight, when clearly, you're the one that needs the help."

Haley let out a tiny giggle, "Actually B, it's you and me, but I'm really proud of you for trying to get the right grammar."

Brooke let out a raspy laugh, her voice tainted from crying and being sick.

"And it seems to me that we both need the comforting tonight, so how about you stop being so darn stubborn, and let me just hug you?"

Brooke nodded, and stepped into Haley's open arms, "Sorry Hales."

Haley grinned against her skin, "Nothing to be sorry for, but I do want to know what's got you up in the middle of the night sobbing your heart out."

"Do I have to explain that to you? I mean, you don't really want to know."

"Brooke"

"No, really, it's not even worth the time."

"Tell me"

"But I don't want to!"

"I don't really give a rat's ass whether you want to or not."

"Haley!"

"Now!"

"No!"

"Fine, then you're not my best friend anymore."

"What, but I have to be your best friend."

"Then tell me"

Brooke let out a short frustrated groan, and plopped down on the floor, muttering a 'fine'.

After Haley was settled down next to Brooke, she looked at her expectantly, "Well?"

"Okay…well, I'm crying partly because I don't like being sick. The other part…well, the other part is because I don't want to tell Lucas."

"You don't want to tell Lucas you're sick?"

"Sort of"

"I'll tell him!"

Brooke let out a loud laugh, throwing her hand over her mouth, before she woke Peyton or Baley up.

"What's so funny," Haley demanded, arms in a pout.

"Honey, I love you for that, but this is something I have to tell him."

"Being sick isn't that big of a deal Brookie. Gosh, you're such a drama queen."

"It's not the being sick part that I have to tell him."

Haley knitted her eyebrows together, giving Brooke a confused look, before replying, "Oh my god, he's not going to like not want to have sex with you just because you threw up."

Brooke's jaw dropped, "That's not what I meant Hales!"

"Well then what could you of possibly been worried about tel- Oh my god? Oh my god! Oh my god! Am I the godmother? Well, of course I'm the godmother! How far along are you? Brookie, this is great! Oh my god, you have to tell Lucas! I'm rambling, and screaming, and I'm probably waking up the whole entire hotel right about now, but Brooke, this is such great news. I'm so excited, I have to go tell Nathan…or…maybe not, but who the hell cares about him. He's being a jer-"

Brooke slammed her hand over Haley's mouth to stop the never-ending freak out.

"Sorry, but I mean, can you blame me? You're gonna be a mommy!"

"That's the thing I'm worried about! Lucas is going to flip out, and I'm going to absolutely suck as a parent. My kids are going to be little daddy's boys or little daddy's girls, because they're going to hate me. They're going to always ask if they can go to Aunt Haley's because I don't feed them right, or any of that. What am I going to do?"

Haley held back the laugh that was ready to escape from her, "Aw, Brookie, no. You're amazing with Baley, and you're going to be an amazing mother to all of you kids. You're right; Luke is going to flip out, but not in a bad way. He'll probably fly you to Italy to shop; he'll be so excited."

"You think?"

"Of course I think. When have I ever lied to you?"

Brooke shrugged, wiping at her last few tears, "Never…but how do you know?"

"You really want to know how I know? I know because you have a huge heart, that any kid would be lucky to have love them. You did a pretty good job with Baley and me, didn't you?"

Brooke smiled, and rested her head against Haley's shoulder, "Yeah, I guess I did. Thanks honey."

"No problem, anytime babe," Haley said, throwing her arms around Brooke's neck in a death grip, "I'm going to be an aunt!"

Both girls dissolved into a fit of giggles, and Haley pulled Brooke to her feet, handed her her toothbrush, and told her to come back to bed when she was finished.

A few minutes later, Haley felt weight next to her on the bed, and snapped her eyes open. Brooke smiled down at her, before slipping under the covers, and opening her arms for Haley to snuggle into.

"Well, we're two emotional basket cases for the Scott boys to deal with," Brooke whispered, chuckling slightly.

"Maybe for one of the Scott's to deal with," Haley whispered back.

Brooke sighed, and stroked Haley's hair gently, wishing Nathan would realize what was happening to their Haley.

"He's gonna forgive me right B?" Haley asked, just loud enough for Brooke to hear.

"If it's the last thing I make him do, he will. Plus, he shouldn't have to forgive you. You didn't do anything wrong Hal."

"Yes I did! I always mess things up once they get really good."

"Oh no no no no honey. You didn't mess anything up. You two just had a fight, a big fight. Nathan will come to his senses. He knows you, and he knows you close yourself up like that for a reason. He understands, he's just having a hard time dealing with the fact that Alex hurt you like he did an-"

Brooke was cut off by Peyton's sleepy voice, "Oh and don't worry, I'm disowning my brother."

This caused Haley to break out into giggles, despite the heartbreak she was feeling, "Thanks you two, for everything. I don't know what I would do right now if I didn't have you guys by my side."

"Yeah, well, bestest friend duty calls!"

Peyton nodded her head, agreeing, before slinging her arm over Haley's abdomen, pulling her closer to her body as well.

"Try to get some sleep girls, we've got a lot of issues to deal with tomorrow, especially your news Brooke," Peyton mumbled.

"How did you know that," Brooke screeched, before being shushed by a frantic Haley.

"You're going to wake up your god daughter, stop being all super sonic."

"Sorry, but Peyton knows I'm pregnant!"

"Yeah, well I could hear you throwing up. I just figured I'd wait until Haley woke up, because she knows you a lot better, and I was too tired to move."

Brooke laughed, and reached over to smack Peyton, "You better be kidding about the being too tired thing."

"Don't worry, I was just about to come in when I saw this little monster's head pop up in the bed, trying to figure out who was missing."

Haley glared at Peyton, "I am NOT a little monster. I'm an angel, right Brookie?"

"Sorry monster, I've gotta agree with Pey on this one."

"Whatever," Haley pouted, flipping over to lay on her stomach, "rub my back until I fall asleep, both of you."

Peyton and Brooke gave each other shocked expressions above Haley's head, before smirking and shaking their heads playfully.

"Alright Monster, close you're eyes," Brooke told the youngest of the three adults, before leaning on her hand and elbow, beginning to rub her back with her free hand. Peyton did the same, and rolled her eyes to herself at how whipped this certain little monster had them.


The low volume on the television lured Brooke out of her peaceful sleep. She felt weight on top of her, and quickly realized it was Haley, who was, at the moment, sprawled out across Brooke's upper body, her hands wrapped around her neck, and her mouth slightly open, resting against Brooke's collarbone. Brooke tried to stop the laughter from shaking her body, because she knew Haley needed her sleep. She lifted her head as much as she could to see what was going on around her. Baley was sitting up in the bed next to her, bunny and blanket clutched in her tiny arms. She was concentrating on the TV, which Brooke then realized was playing Out of the Box.

Glancing at the nightstand, she saw that it was only six thirty. She heard something to her right, and then noticed Peyton pouring coffee into a plastic cup. Peyton gave her a little wave, and grabbed another cup, pouring the black liquid into it.

"You like cream and sugar like Haley, right?"

"Yep, but only one sugar, Haley likes two."

Peyton smiled at the brunette, "See, she is a monster!"

Brooke giggled, "Uh, Pey, can you help me a little please?"

Peyton looked over at Brooke, and saw what position Haley had gotten into over the night. She burst out laughing, falling to the floor, and stuffing her face into a pillow to keep quiet. After about a minute of hysterical laughter coming from the curly haired blonde, she crawled up on her knees, "Sorry," she mouthed, before climbing onto the bed, and gently unclasping Haley's hands from Brooke's neck. She pulled her legs off of Brooke next, and then went to retrieve their coffee. Brooke rolled Haley the rest of the way off of her, and then placed the blanket up around her shoulders to keep her warm.

Peyton climbed back into the bed, handing Brooke the hotel's cup.

"Thanks goldilocks."

"Uh huh, you're welcome Cleopatra."

Brooke glared at her, before turning to face Baley, "Hey monkey, you're up. How'd you sleep?"

Baley glanced over at Brooke with half closed eyes, "Hi Auntie Brookie. I slept good, but is Mommy still asleep?"

"Yeah. Why, what's up baby?"

"I need my juice," Baley whined.

"I'll get it. Which flavor do you want, tropical fruit, or berry blast?"

"Tropical fruit please."

Peyton gave Brooke a quizzical look, as she saw her getting out of bed, and rummaging through Baley's bag.

Brooke pulled out a water bottle, filled with an orange liquid, before she turned to answer her, "Baley gets really bad throat aches, especially when she wakes up, so Haley always has her V-8 juice with her. The pediatrician said it would help because of all the different vitamins, and it did, so she usually takes it every morning."

Peyton nodded, looking over to see Baley pull the cap off of the bottle, and gulp down a large amount of the juice.

"Baley, slow down, you'll get sick," Brooke warned, crawling into the bed with the little girl, opening her arms for her to lean against.

"I know, but I didn't have any when I was with Daddy, and my throat hurts extra bad!"

"Then I'll let you have more juice, but I still want you to drink it slowly. If you get sick, you're throat will just hurt worse than it does. When Mommy wakes up, I'll run down to the reception desk and see if they have any medicine for you, okay?"

"Yeah, thank you Auntie Brookie."

A loud moan coming from next to Peyton surprised both the girls, "I told you you'd be an amazing mother Brooke," Haley drew out slowly, pulling herself up in the bed.

"Mommy!"

Baley scampered up so that she was standing on the bed, and jumped across, to the one next to it. She flung herself into Haley's arms, but was pulled back abruptly.

"Baley Mallory James! Don't you ever jump across the bed like that again, you could get hurt," Haley scolded, placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Sorry Mommy, but I wanted to hug you," Baley whimpered.

"It's okay, I just don't want you to do that again. You've already got a broken arm, we don't need to add a leg into the measure too, got it?"

Baley nodded her head yes, before getting back off the bed, and going to sit on Brooke's lap again.

"Good morning monster," Peyton said, brightly, which in turn, earned her a kick under the covers.

"Ow! That was my shin Haley!"

"Sorry, but that's what monsters do," Haley smiled proudly, before bouncing off the bed, and grabbing her cell phone. Brooke and Peyton gave her a quizzical look, and then flashed looks to each other. Meanwhile, Haley was busy pushing a button on her phone. She put the phone to her ear, before she realized what she was doing. Flinging the phone at Brooke, with a terrified expression on her face, she ran back to the bed, burying her face in Peyton's lap.

Brooke quickly picked up the phone, "Hello?"

Her eyes widened as she realized who it was Haley had called, before placing the phone against Baley's ear as fast as she could.

"Natey!" she squealed, grinning from ear to ear, "Where the hecks are you? I was looking for you when I woke up, but you weren't in here."

Haley just buried herself deeper into Peyton as she heard what her daughter had said. She knew separating Baley from Nathan was going to be one of the hardest things she had to do, and she knew she also didn't want to do it.

"Yep, I'll tell them…Okay…See you in a few minutes…Love you too…Bye."

"Tell us what Baley?"

"Oh, we're meeting Natey, Uncle Lukie, and Uncle Jakie downstairs for breakfast," she innocently replied, as all three girls mouths dropped open.

"Who suggested that?"

"Natey, he said he missed me."

"Um…oh, right, okay."

"I'm gonna go get dressed, you three get ready, and I'll be out in a little bit."

Despite the issue at hand, Peyton, Haley, and Brooke laughed at how grown up Baley was trying to act. As soon as the bathroom door shut, Peyton pulled Haley up and into a chair facing a mirror. "If you're going to have breakfast with Nathan, you're going to look as hot as it gets," she explained, pulling out a brush and a make up bag.

Brooke jumped up, eager to help, and went to find clothes out of their suitcase, chattering away at how Nathan wouldn't know what hit him, once he saw Haley.


About fifteen minutes later, the girls had successfully gotten themselves, Haley, and a six-year-old ready, and were walking into the hotel's restaurant. Baley, who was holding Brooke and Haley's hands, bolted off as soon as she caught site of Nathan sitting at a table, with three plates sitting in front of him. Luke and Jake were sitting across from them, also with an extra plate sitting in front of them. Peyton and Brooke skipped over to the table, giving Haley time to compose herself. She slowly made her way over to the table as well, realizing once she got there, that Nathan had not only ordered her apple juice, which just so happened to be her favorite kind of juice, but also had gotten her a plate from the buffet, with all her favorite foods placed on it. She also noticed Baley who was already sitting down, eating away at her heart shaped pancakes.

The only seat left was next to Nathan, and being confused as to why he would do this for her, when they were clearly not on speaking terms, sat down hesitantly. To her complete and utter shock, Nathan pulled her body into his for a side hug, and kissed her forehead, before handing her a fork and napkin. Nathan then pulled away, and started in on his own breakfast. The shock on everyone's faces were enough to last a lifetime, but Haley didn't want to wait that long.

"Nate…what…um, why, uh, see I thought…um,"

"Just because we're not getting along right now, doesn't mean I don't care about your well being, and that surely doesn't mean I don't still love you just as much as I did before we started fighting. So don't question anything, just eat your food, and enjoy your vacation."

"What vacation?"

"The vacation we're all taking, starting today."

"Excuse me, boyfriend say what?"

"Were fifteen minutes away from a beach…so were taking a week and a half off, and staying here. Baley needs a vacation, you need a vacation, and everyone else does as well."

"I can't just call off of work, and neither can you."

"I already took care of it all. Luke, Jake, and I set up everything. Stop worrying, just eat."

"You can't just do these kinds of things without talking to me."

"But see, we're not on speaking terms, so actually, I can," Nathan gave her a big grin, before diving back into his food, completely ignoring her.

"Whatever, I love you too," Haley puffed out, starting to cut her waffles.

"And we're done talking for the day," Nathan mumbled.

"What?"

"Like I said, I still care about your well being, and since we've both made it clear that we still love each other, there's nothing else to say. I won't talk to you, and you won't talk to me. Easy as pie, now shut up."

"You're unbelievable, do you know that?"

"You're pathetic, do you know that?"

"How the hell am I pathetic?"

"For starters, you didn't even have the guts to call me this morning. You had to get Baley to do it for you."

"It was an instinct. I always call you first thing I wake up, if you aren't there."

"So do I, but you didn't see me calling your cell this morning, did you now?"

"You're an asshole."

"And you're a bitch. Glad we got that straightened out."

"Nathan! Stop it, don't you dare start an argument in here."

"Why not? We'll be here for a whole week and a half. I want the staff to get to know me."

"For what, your irresistible charm that you have going on right about now?"

"Sarcastic much? You and I both know I'm irresistible. I also know that you want to kiss me right now."

"Oh really?"

"Afraid so"

"Obviously, you don't know me was well as you think then."

"Unfortunately, I do."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means, my life would have been better off without ever meeting you. So thanks a lot Brooke, you know for introducing me to this unstable, pitiful attempt at a young woman over here," Nathan screamed, causing Haley to stop breathing.

A hand came across the table and slapped Nathan in the face. Sobbing came from the little girl next to Nathan and Haley, and a panic attack came from Haley herself. Trying to control her erratic breathing, Haley turned to face Baley, to try and soothe her. Nathan's strong arm stopped her from doing so though, "What, do you want to scare the poor thing more, because you can't hold yourself together, even for your daughter's sake."

A different hand came out to slap him across the face, this time belonging to Peyton. He disregarded it though, and picked up Baley, hugging her to him. Brooke ran around the table, grabbing Haley's hand, and resting her forehead against her own, "Breathe baby, just breathe."

Once Haley had calmed down, and her breathing was back to normal, Brooke turned to face Nathan, "You know what Nate? I don't know what the hell your problem is, because I know damn well that this isn't you being true to yourself, or Haley, or anyone in here. But, I'll have you know, she only had panic attacks when Alex used to get her all worked up, so maybe she was right when she compared you to him last night."

Nathan's head dropped in shame, pushing Baley into the arms of her godmother, before latching onto Haley's arm. "I'm so sorry Hales. I didn't mean it, I'm just…I hate fighting with you, and Alex has my nerves shot, because I pretty much want to go and murder the guy for ever laying a hand on you and our daughter, but that's no excuse for what I said, and I couldn't be more sorry."

"You mean my daughter."

"Haley, you don't mean that, come on. I love you…you love me…we said some stupid things to each other that we both regret, and I apologize so much for that."

"You're forgiven."

"Thank god," Nathan breathed out, before leaning in, ready to capture Haley's lips with his. Right when his lips were about to fall onto hers, she turned her head to the side, causing them to fall onto her cheek instead.

"But that doesn't mean I want to be in a relationship with you."

This time, it was Haley's words that caused everyone to look at the pair, shocked.

"Nathan, I can't do this. I'm sorry, I'm done," she replied, before throwing her napkin down on the table, and running out of the room in tears.

Nathan got up, running after her, and catching her right at the doors to the entrance of the room.

"Nathan, please don't make a scene here," Haley cried out.

"Haley, there's no one even in here, except us, and some of the staff. Even if there was, that wouldn't stop me, because there is no way that I'm about to let you get away." Nathan grabbed a hold of her upper arms, steadying her.

"Let me go," Haley said.

"No"

"Let me go Nathan."

"No"

"Let me go," she screamed, loudly.

"No Haley. I'm not going to let you go," he screamed back, just as loud.

"I said no, get off of me! I said no, let me go. Listen to me; let me go, please let me go! I said no. I said no," Haley was hysterical by this point.

After hearing her screaming pleas, Nathan let go of her arms, knowing that he was starting to scare her. Not because of him not following her instructions, but because he had a pretty good idea the same thing had happened with Alex, only he knew Alex hadn't let her go in the end.

As soon as his hands disconnected themselves from Haley's body, her knees collapsed beneath her, and she was choking on her own sobs. Nathan was stuck at a crossroad, because he couldn't reach out to her, and part of him didn't want to, because of what had just occurred. The other part of him knew he couldn't risk his body coming in contact with hers, fearing what she would do in this panic-stricken state. He turned around, facing the others, silently crying out for help. His prayers were answered when Brooke and Peyton rushed out of their seats, and over to where the couple stood.

Brooke leaned down next to Haley, "Hey baby, can you get up and walk out of her for me and Peyton? Come on, you can lean against me, we'll get you out of here."

Peyton and Brooke lifted Haley up and let her lean against their bodies, making their way out of the double doors of the room, and onto the couch just outside it. Once the door closed behind them, Nathan collapsed, the same way Haley just had, in the same exact place. He buried his face in his hands, and let the tears roll freely down his face. He felt Jake, Lucas, and Baley's presences beside him, as his body racked with sobs.

"It'll be okay. Mommy with make it better, she always does. I pinky promise Daddy."

Nathan's body stiffened as he heard Baley's words. He didn't know what to feel. Happiness, at the fact that Baley had just called him Daddy, or grief at her awful timing. Instead, he just pulled her into his arms, as his tears continued to make their way down his face.

"It's okay to cry. It makes you feel better sometimes. Just know I love you. Okay Daddy?"

"I love you too Bay, I love you too."

"Just let it out Daddy, I'll be here. I'm not gonna leave you," Baley whispered, bringing her hands to sling around his neck, hugging him, and consoling him the best and only way she could.


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