Disclaimer: As usual I don't own Teen Titans

-"At some point, you have to make a decision.
Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence you in.
Life is messy." Grey's Anatomy, 2005-

Dick whistled on the way to his new office. It was weird, he spent maybe a total of ten minutes in his old office, for some reason he like Raven's office better. But he couldn't wait to get to his new office every morning. Raven personally decorated. It had in incredible view of the city. He had been in an amazing mood everyday since he started his new job, as the new director of media and franchise.

It seemed that everyone was in a great mood. Garfield seemed to be bouncing on his heels every time Dick saw him since the restaurant opened in February. Dick secretly new it was because he had been getting laid twice a week, for two months. Even Kory was impressing him with her business involvement. She had been active in every corporate activity and she seemed happy to do so. It made him happy that she was happy, he had heard she had been having sleeping problems since her accident.

"Good morning, Raven." he said pleasantly. Raven, moody Raven was a good mood. "You're in a good mood." he noted taking a sip from his coffee mug.

Raven shrugged. "As good as my moods get. So what's on the agenda for the day?" she said grinning. Dick smirked, they could be so childish sometimes. He sighed dramatically.

"I have a long day of interviewing candidates for the position of becoming my business partner. All day long I'm going to hear their credentials, and their bachelor's degree, and recommendations from their ivy league professors. What about you?"

Raven gave a small laugh. "I have a job interview."

Truth be told Dick thought having to actually consider other people for his partner was a complete waste of time. He wanted to be fair, but Raven had been there for his entire internship, she was the only person he could trust this job for. Not that you could tell but Raven was ecstatic to do her interview, in which she scheduled herself. She made her interview for this interview so that she could have time to intimidate other candidates.

"I have to go reorganize my portfolio, for my JOB INTERVIEW." she said scooping up recommendations, and other various materials for her résumé. Kory entered the room at the same time Raven entered. The minor collision sent papers sliding neatly to the floor.

Raven and Kory quickly jumped to pick them up, both receiving bumps to the head. "I am so sorry about that, Here let me help." Kory said very quickly, stuffing Raven's lap with paper. Kory stood up, and seemed to be vibrating with natural energy. Raven you look nice today. Everyone looks nice today. It's such a nice day out. You want to do something later?"

"Kory, sorry but you have too much energy for me babe." Raven said checking her black pencil skirt for lint. As soon as she was gone Kory turned her undivided attention to Dick. Ever since her accident she had all this unresolved energy that she didn't know how to use. She tried to get rid off it by working as much as possible.

Never in her life had she ever felt more achieved, she had never been so driven to success in her life. It felt great, no wonder Dick worked so much. Kory really didn't like going home alone lately, she felt so restless.

"So." she said sliding her finger along the huge stacks of W.B paper boxes. "What are you doing this after noon? Because I was hoping we could go on one of our fun little lunch dates. We haven't been on one in awhile."

Dick jumped to clear the boxes out of the way. He loved his new office. That was another reason he couldn't wait to get interviews over with, all these files he had to review was cluttering up his office before he was settled in. "Oh, sorry Kor, I'll be conducting interviews all day. I'll probably get home before the sun rises, but with my luck." he trailed off.

He pulled a small black comb out of a comb holder in his pocket. He slid it through his dry gelled hair. Kory rolled her eyes at Dick and all his metro sexual glory. "Interviews? For what?" she asked genuinely interested in his life.

Dick always felt like he was floating when he told people HE was conducting auditions for a partner. He was finally the boss, HE had control over HIS business. "Well, he said barely getting the words out. "I just found out I get to hire someone to be my partner so I have to hold interviews." Secretly he like getting to interview others. He had control issues.

Kory gasped. "I just a brilliant idea." she said. Her hyperness was overwhelming Dick's only thought was WE REALLY NEED TO GET HER ON DECAF.

"What?" he asked snapping out of his slight reverie.

"Oh no, no." This is a surprise. She said energetically skipping out the room. Dick had no idea what Kory had in store for her, but one thing he decided while in her brief visit was he was going to stop drinking coffee.

"Well, why not?" Garfield asked almost accusing. The really wasn't a real reason for him to be so upset that Raven couldn't go out with him this weekend. He knew she had been a bit busier, and she hadn't turned him down in God knows how long.

She shrugged innocently. "I told you I have plans for Friday night." she didn't really want to tell him where she was really going. Raven would rather claw out her own eyes than tell Garfield. Hell, she rather claw out her own eyes to go. She groaned apathetically whenever someone asked her what she was doing on Friday.

A FAMILY dinner with dear old dad.

Raven wanted to shoot herself, when he told her. But that was the deal: he bought a banquet ticket from Dick and attend, and she would endure a dinner with his new ditzy arm candy and esteemed members of whatever unsuspecting corporations he was planning to con.

All week she had been thinking of ways to get out of it. At this point faking a heart attack would have been the most believable. She knew Garfield thought she was being deceitful, but she knew he hated her father almost as much as she did. The only reason she was doing this was because she needed Dick to win. If he won she got a promotion.

"Out where?" he kept asking her at lunch. Raven sighed. Using a black, plastic fork to pull a mushroom out of her not eaten panini. Raven glared outside the window, of the dark café. She attempted to drown out Gar's interrogation with the cliché jazz music playing from the speakers.

Garfield rolled his eyes and emptied a few packets of coffee sweetener onto the table. He was slightly annoyed by Raven's secrecy. For months he had been wedging her to more open, but whenever something she didn't like to talk about came up she became as guarded as an oyster with a pearl.

Raven silently stirred her tazo tea latte. "Where did you get that?" Garfield asked noticing the silver charm bracelet around her left wrist. The aging silver pieces jingled when she pulled hr hand back, holding her wrist.

"It was my mother's." she said quietly. Garfield knew Raven wasn't that close to either of her parents, with the exception that her mother called incessantly they didn't really communicate. He wondered if he'd ever meet her.

He wondered about a lot of things, like when he laid awake at nights. He wondered about where her grandparents came from, if she spoke any other languages. She never talked about it, but he never asked. "Can I see it?" he asked.

Raven shrugged and unclasped the bracelet, allowing it to fall into her palm. Garfield gently observed the tiny, and fragile charms. There were nine of them, but two out both were a pair of ballet slippers. "Did your mother do ballets?" he asked rubbing the charm.

"Yeah." she said. "She was a local ballerina until she married my father which, was when she was twenty, so he made her give it up and become house wife. The second one is mine, when I was a little girl my father had primary custody of me so I took up ballet to feel closer to my mother."

Garfield sighed indifferently. He didn't know that about her. He didn't know a lot about her. "Really," he said passively "There so much I don't know about you. I don't think you know this but I want to know everything about you."

Raven looked up from her up, and groaned. Gently placing her cup on the table she sighed. "What do you want to know?" she asked slightly irritable. She never really liked opening up to people. She sighed. "Ok I'm going to dinner with…" she almost gagged just thinking about it. "Mr. Roth."

Garfield chocked on his cherry lemonade. He grabbed a folded napkin off the side of the table and wiped his mouth. By the look of his face Raven thought he might have an aneurism. "Ex...cuse me." he managed to choke out.

Raven rolled her eyes. Personally the thought of having to sit through anything with the monster that was her paternal father made her want to jump in front of a bus going at a very high speed, but really he was being a bit melodramatic. Garfield rose a few odd stare in the almost empty sandwich shop, but he didn't care.

"Please tell me Mr. Roth is your grandfather." he said. Raven brushed her shaking hands over her face, the charms of her bracelet digging into her cheek, as she got one stuck in her hair.

"Shit." she cursed under her breath, attempting to wrangle the feeble piece without ripping out all of her hair out. Garfield hopped up, and all willingly carefully pulled each one of her silky hairs. Raven nodded a thanks and pulled her hair into a loose ponytail. "Gar, trust me I didn't want to do it. I'm only doing this as a favor for Dick." she explained. Garfield cocked and eye brow. "It's a long story."

Garfield shrugged in his faux leather jacket. He searched his mind for an excuse for her. There was no way out of this. There was really no reason for HIM to get so stressed out because of this. He just couldn't get over what her father did to his parents. From what he heard Tristian Roth was although dashing, very cynical and maniacal. The worst thing to come out of Germany since Hitler.

Raven went to the register to pay for lunch. She liked wearing the pants in this relationship, she was a bit of a dominatrix. She groaned when they exited the luncheon, and into the windy March city. "Garfield," she said wrapping her arms around his neck. "If you don't want me to go I won't." she said between kisses.

Her little distraction worked, he was loosing focus. "But…but won't you…won't you get in trouble with your…him? I mean… I hear he's pretty close with to the 'family'". he said carefully watching his air quotations around family. Raven rolled her eyes.

Contrary to popular belief, and as much as it pained Raven to strike down that testimony it probably was as true as the lochness monster. She grew up around the man, and she could tell you he made his 2.6 billion dollar empire by being thoughtful and sly. He thrived on fine print and cunning.

If only that could get Raven out of dinner.

Dick was wrong about conducting interview, they were fun the first hours but now he was contemplating chewing off his own tongue for entertainment. He was so bored of the habitual Yale and Princeton alumni who bragged about SAT scores they got forever ago. All the same clean cut trust fund babies, who were never in trouble and never had to struggle. It was like they were all bred on Wisteria lane.

"Thanks you we'll take you into consideration." Dick's late afternoon drawl seemed to ring in his own office. The hopeful looked as ecstatic as if Dick had just told him be made partner. He brushed of his designer suit and curtly left.

Finally something interesting, it was Raven's turn. Dick would have been the first person to admit be was making a biased decision. He decided Raven was his partner since he found out he was getting a partner. Raven knew it too, which was probably why she wasn't as nervous she would have been.

Even if she did have the job in the bag, she still managed to impress Dick. She was so all about substance and did not fluff anything. She didn't worry about wearing her best suit, and put together a very impressive portfolio. "So, Ms. Roth if see you are well qualified. Do have a history of mental illnesses?"

Raven stared at Dick. She knew asking these question were routine but still she'd prefer not to have to answer. "Yes." she said honestly. "If you consider sleeping problems mental, than yes."

Dick nodded. He personally would have hated to answer these questions as well, and he thought whoever invented company policy needed to pull the stick out of their ass. Though he appreciated her honesty. "So, why do you want to work under Wayne Enterprises of all companies?" Blah, blah, blah.

That was an easy question. "I know that there are other companies that are probably easier to make a name in, but they aren't as legit as Wayne Enterprises. What they stand for is morally repulsive, and decision are as controversial as abortion laws. Most CEOs care big studio money hounds how take advantage of other people's mentalities to put money in their pockets. They don't care who they have to step on, as long it increases their own bank accounts. Wayne Enterprises doesn't screw over it's employees or the people who trust and buy product under it's name." she said.

That was a good answer. Again not surprised, Raven was always well prepared. Dick sighed defeated. "Raven, I think we both know this quite unnecessary we-"

"Dick, be fair finish the damn interview. I got my old job fairly and I want to get my new job fairly." Another good reason Raven was all too right for this job, she was a firm believer in deserving the things you get.

Dick ran his finger down the list of suggested question, they were all bullshit, the ones you ask interns. Dick wanted to see how much Raven really wanted this position. Dick knew what he wanted to ask her, and knew she'd want him to ask her but still he didn't know if he should. Raven waited patiently while Dick fought within himself. "Do you- have any regret about anything you've ever done."

Raven sighed and recrossed her legs. "I think we all have things we wish we had not done it the past, and of course there are a ton of things I wish I had not done. But regretting anything in your life is like regretting making mistakes, and although some mistakes are far worse than others, they are what makes us human, and I don't regret being human."

During the entire time Raven had been speaking Dick avoided eye contact, but not now. In a way it was like unspoken forgiveness, and he was hoping things between them could completely back to normal. "Are we done?" Raven smirked.

Raven stood up at the same time Dick did. "Thank you so much, we will take your application into serious consideration." he said shaking her hand. Dick placed Raven's portfolio off to the side. He pressed the cold red button to the intercom to the out office. "Will whoever is next please enter." he could get so use to that.

He sighed, Probably another high society, suit wearing, Wall street investor. To his surprise a familiar and professional looking red hair sped in. Kory was smiling ear to ear, perhaps at the confusion she sensed in Dick. "Hey Kory? What are you doing here?"

Kory adjusted the strap of a leather bag on her shoulder, and let it gently fall to the ground. "Well, I was thinking ever since I've been getting more involved in work I feel so…I don't know important for lack of a better word. It's great! And I know how busy you are being the director for media and franchise. So I want to be as involved as possible." as Kory spoke her hair was slowly falling out of her feeble hair clip.

"Wait, what?!" Dick said taking his attention off of her abnormally shiny and full hair. "You want to be my partner." Dick said with a smile laugh. Kory smile fell, and he instantly regretted that.

"You don't think I'm serious? Well, you know your are the one who lured me into your insane world, and for the past few months I have working my ass off, I have way more experience than the one hundred-thousand Starbucks yuppies you gave interviews. The least you could do is take me seriously." she said irritable.

He wondered where she learned to talk with such ice, it was scary. A habit a lot of people picked up from Raven. Dick leaned his head back and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I sorry I didn't mean for it to sound how it did it's just I- had someone I was really considering." and if he didn't consider her, he might wake up with a horse's head in his bed.

Kory grabbed the rest of her hair, and tossed it behind her shoulder. "Well, reconsider you never know I might be-" Kory gasped, and cupped her hand over her mouth. "I'm sorry. Oh my Gawd I can't believe I did that. Raven, I know she wants this job." she sighed pathetically and drummed her painted nails on her knee. "But you know I want it too, and I know she's worked with you longer, but I have more familiarity with more in depth projects, I think you should really make me partner." she said staring into his soul with those deep green eyes.

As much as he really hated to say it, Kory was right about one thing: he should take her into serious consideration. Truth be told Dick would never hire a stranger for the job. He considered them inexperienced and incompetent. If Raven were to suddenly die in a terrible accident, like Spanish influenza, of Kory really wanted the job she'd been his second choice.

Sorry Dick looks like you have some decision making to do. So whose it going to be the best friend or the girlfriend? Either way you're going to be on rough waters with someone.

After an absolutely horrid evening at Tristian's over priced Manhattan townhouse, Raven wanted nothing but to take a long hot bath for the rest of her life. After sitting through a three course meal, with little conversation from dear old dad, she spent the duration of the evening rolling her eyes at his latest gold digging arm candy. She had to be Raven's age. Tristian raved about expansion to in the East like it were the Industrial revolution.

When Raven thought it couldn't get any worse, she was felt up under the table by one of his ass kissing cronies, in which she politely stabbed him with a salad fork. After two hours she promptly apologized for having to leave so suddenly. Crisis at the office. She hoped visits with her father was as frequent as Halley's comet.

Raven ripped off her jacket, and threw her keys on the kitchen table. She leaned over the island chair and basked in the silence, that was it her mood was officially fucked. Before she had a chance to dig out any forgotten wine bottles in the back of her refrigerator, a figure in the kitchen flicked on the light.

"Gar, what the fuck?" she cursed her .

Raven eased around the kitchen island and smacked Garfield in the chest with the back of her hand. She relaxed a little when pulled out a bottle of red wine from the French vineyards. "What the hell are you doing here? " she asked pulling a cork screw out of her silverware drawer.

Gar leaned against the silver stein refrigerator and cocked an eyebrow. Raven was really too exhausted to argue with him right now. He sighed, this was ridiculous. "I'm sorry I had some crazy idea you were lying to me, and I just…I don't know. This was pointless and I am an idiot."

Raven opened her mouth to tell him he was right about that, but the ringing of her call phone stopped her short. Raven sighed and ripped open her pocket book. She couldn't see in the dark and all the contents of her purse spilled across the floor. "Her let me help." Gar said standing up straight.

"No!" Raven said very quickly stuffing everything back in. "I mean I've got it." she said picking up her still ringing cell phone. She stood back up and put her purse back on the table. She gave Garfield an apologetic look and walked into another room talking into her cell phone.

Garfield stared at the pocket book sitting on the table, it was practically calling him. He convinced himself he was being paranoid. If he wasn't paranoid would he have broken into his girlfriend's apartment in the middle of the night, while she wasn't home, because he thought she was lying to him? Sure, Raven had acted kind of suspicious when he offered to help her with her stuff. He shook his head, he was ruining their relationship, with his trust issues, was there really any reason he should not believe Raven? He picked up the bag , and dropped it back on the table. He had an interesting story to tell dr. Suarez next month. He convinced himself that if Raven didn't have anything weird in her bag, he would never doubt him again.

He held his breath and began pulling things out. With every normal woman's item, he felt himself breath a little more. Breath mints, pens, receipts. Gar laughed to himself. His fingers brushed the bottom of the bag, and he felt his finger touch a heavy stack of something. Garfield pulled out the stack. It was a large stack of money held together with a gold money clip. He poured the rest of the bag out and there lay six more clips.

What the hell was this. No one carried around this much cash, especially Raven. Whenever Raven insisted she pay for dinner or lunch, which she did a lot, she paid with a credit card, and she even told him that she didn't like carrying around cash. Garfield fingered one of the clips, and quickly counted through it. Each bill was a five hundred dollar bill, so in totally there was 70,000 dollars.

"You'll never guess what Kory's-" Raven started when she got off the phone. She stopped short upon seeing the piles of money. She looked at the money and then at Gar, far lost beyond words.

"What the hell is this?" Garfield inquired. Raven stood motionless, she didn't move she didn't speak. Gar pounded his hand on the table, ejecting a jump from it. "Damn it, Raven what is this and why are you still lying to me?!"

"I don't need to tell you everything." she snapped snatching the clip from him, and stuffing all the money back into her bag. "Besides you don't know what this is, for all you know this could be charity money."

Garfield growled. "You think I don't know about you, and what you've done-"

"You don't know anything about me!" she yelled back at him. Unbeknownst to Garfield she was absolutely right. He didn't know a lot about her and her past, and how truly dark it was. Whatever he did know was nothing compared to what she was harvesting. "Admit it, this isn't about me. This is about you."

Gar grimaced. "That's ridiculous." he said quietly.

"No, it's not. You don't trust me at all, and not because I slept with Malcolm way back when, because of who my father is. Despite me telling you over and over and time and time again that I don't have a relationship with him at all, you're just waiting for the day I do something slightly like him! I'm nothing like my father Gar, and I'm so damn tired of you waiting around for me to!" she screamed at him.

Garfield scoffed and laughed mockingly. "You are such a liar, Rae. I know you lie to me all the time. First you lied to me about Malcolm and then you so clearly went to see your father and though you promised me you wouldn't. And now this." he said motioning the money clip on the table. "What are tight with the mob now. You can tell yourself you are nothing like your father over and over if that let's you sleep at night, but it'll never be true. You are just like him!"

"Fuck you." she screamed at him. Raven growled "Get out, I fucking hate you."

He nodded his head. "Gladly." he said stomping out, he purposely pushed into her shoulder as he left, and used unnecessary force when closing the door. As soon as she was sure he was not coming back, she dumped the wine half way into her glass, and downed it. In some ways she was relieved that Gar and her had just broken up, she would rather not get him involved.

It was the worst day of her life, and just when she thought it couldn't possible get any worse Dick called and told her that Kory wanted in on the partnership, and two and a half minutes later she broke up with her boyfriend. Her cell phone rang.

"Hello?" she shouted bitterly into the microphone.

"My, my testy tonight aren't we. This wouldn't have to do with abrupt end of a visit from a certain boy toy." came the voice of her tormentor. She tensed and moved to the windows, peeking out from the curtains.

"Why are you calling me." she said scanning the streets and glaring at random civilians. Any one of them could be him, any one on a pay phone or anybody using a cell phone.

"I assumed you got my letter." his husky voice drawled in her ear. She could practically smell the after shave on his greasy shirt. Raven pulled the crumpled letter sent to her anonymously. That read as so:

I have valuable information surrounding the mysterythat is Raven Roth.
Unless you want to your professionalcareer to be over before it,
begins you will withdraw 70,00dollars from your account.
If you think I'm bluffing and don't havethe money by deadline,
someone might get hurt, starting with your
little boyfriend. I know where you live, and everything about
you. We'll be in touch.

Raven knew whoever was blackmailing her was telling the truth, enclosed in the letter was a picture of Garfield and her at a party they went to on New years' eve, and a hair clip Raven had stored in her jewelry box that she hadn't wore since she was a little girl. She was afraid to call the police, she had never been exploited before.

Raven closed the curtains and slid down the window she none of her body was in plain sight. "You'll never get away with this. I called the police, and they're tracking this call right now. Your little plan is all over." she lied.

The caller laughed. "Lies. Judging by the tone of your voice I'd say you have got the money. Good for you kid your looks like that boyfriend of yours will live to grill carrots at his hippie restaurant another day. That's all for tonight, I have bigger fish to fry."

With that came the beeping dial tone, and he was gone. Raven stood up and peeked out the window. There was no way to be able to who was watching her. Following her. She paced around about, one fourth of a millisecond from hyperventilation. She reluctantly pulled the money out of her bag, and hid it in a cooking pot.

Gar was only half right when he said that Raven had a double, and it was a life she would do almost anything to keep him from knowing. Things were so muck more easier when she was single.

Kory felt like she was on top of everything. She knew Raven really wanted the job, but to be honest Kory thought she'd be better off being the CEO to some other company, and it's not as if Kory didn't deserve partner either. Still she couldn't help but feel a little bit bad about the whole situation. As Kory twisted the key into the front door of her apartment, she decided she'd feel better after a nice indulgence in that pint of cookie dough ice cream in the back of her freezer.

Her stomach dropped when she flicked on the lights. Everything in her apartment had been ransacked. Chairs were tipped over, newspapers littered the living room, clothes pots, future were thrown everywhere as if a tornado had been through. She dropped her bag on the floor and her jaw. Kory's eyes jetted around her newly destroyed home, she picked up the phone from under a throw pillow, ready to call the police. Before she had the chance the phone rang.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." an unfamiliar growl purred into her ear. Kory stomach tightened and her heart rate increased by about sixty percent. She felt her breathing come to a halt.

She blinked back her fear and shock. "Wh- who are you?" she demanded. She cursed to herself for sounding so frightened. She knew when dealing with things like stalkers or sex offenders she needed to sound assertive. "What do you want from me."

The caller chuckled manically. "I will tell you what I told your friend Raven, agree to my terms and no one needs to get hurt. You may have noticed that I didn't take anything out of your apartment, I just wanted to shake you up a bit so that you know I'm not fucking around. All I want is a little bit of money."

Kory nodded. "How much?" she squeaked.

"Seventy grand."

"What that's-" she began to protest.

"Babe, for the information I dug up on you seventy g's is nothing. Now I'll be contacting you with further information a little later. And if you're as smart as you're friend you'll get that money to me as soon as possible." he said before hanging up, leaving Kory to listen to the empty dial tone.

She clicked off the phone and slammed the front door. Her head was telling her to do so many different things. One part was saying to call Dick right away, that he'd know what to do. Another part was screaming at her to call the cops immediately, but a searing pain in the back of her mind told her to just pay the man, and forget this nightmare.

Oh Gawd, what kind of things could he have on her. She had a past darker than imaginable, she feared that if Dick ever found out he'd be so mad, feel so betrayed he'd never want to see her again. And she couldn't let that happen.

Dick listened to the cleaning woman vacuuming the outer office. E finished his interviews hours ago, and of course it came down to two. This was so wrong, not only was he being forced to choose between his girlfriend and his best friend, but his dilemma was totally unethical. If he was stuck between two people they should be two people who were equally qualified.

He promised himself that once he made a decision, he'd never let his personal and professional lives intertwine. He leaned back in his chair. "Fuck me." he told the ceiling.

He closed his eyes. It wasn't just the fact that whom ever he rejected for partner would me angry with him, but things would be so different.

If Kory was his partner, he would probably get credit for most of their project considering he was more experienced. But Kory was such a people person, she could win over anyone. She was always involved and a quick leaner, and could teach her everything she needed to know in no time. Kory was creative, and persistent.

Raven on the other hand had been with him for the entire internship. She had impeccable judgment, and had a bachelor's degree from the ivies. She always thought ahead, and came already trained for working at Wayne Enterprises. She had known Dick since they were children and, there was absolutely nothing she didn't know about him. Since she had witnessed everything he had been ashamed of, so he completely trusted her, and could tell her absolutely everything.

He put his hands over his eyes. "My life sucks, my life sucks, my life sucks." he grumbled on and on. Running his fingers over his cheeks he wanted nothing more than to be shot down by lightning.

There was always a part of everyone's life that they keep in the dark. It might be the deep dark secrets hidden in the shadows, the mysterious past that keeps haunting you, the lies the seem to become deeper and deeper, the insecurities and fears that infect your life. Or it may be the decision we make that can possible hurt the ones we love. There is a different side to everyone's life, they hurt the people around us but most of all they hurt ourselves.

Well here's another happy chapter. Tell me…what do YOU guys want to see happen?

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