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"Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down."

~Unknown

Sunday, April 20th 6:00 P.M (Two Months Later)

"Okay, Bella, I think you're ready to move on to the next objective," Jasper says from his seat on the couch across from me.

"What? I still haven't gotten the hang of my touch," I protest.

It's true. Even after two months of practicing, I still had some trouble. I've made a lot of progress though. I can now high-five, give a side-hug, tickle, nudge, pat someone on the back, elbow, and knuckle-touch a human without well, killing them. But I still had trouble with playfully punching someone, shaking hands, and hugging.

"I know, but you're getting close," Jasper responds. "Now I'm thinking that we can move on to working on your speed, and, of course, we'll continue working on your touch."

I groan. Working on just one of Jasper's 'objectives' was enough. He couldn't just confine my training to sessions. No, 24/7 I have to work on my touch. Anytime I hug one of the Cullens in greeting, shove them, nudge them, or do anything else that requires touching they have to say 'Ow' if my grip was too strong for a human.

"You'll be fine, Bella," Esme smiles reassuringly.

"Yeah," Jasper agrees. "Here, let's practice some more." I sigh. All I'm doing these days is practicing. "Emmett and Alice stand up, please." They do so. "Okay, Bella, shake their hands."

I stand up and first walk up to Emmett. He grins at me before holding his hand out. I carefully grip it with my own hand. What I've realized is that the trick is paying attention to the bones I'm gripping. I tighten my grip until just when I feel the bones in their hand squeeze together. Of course, the stopping point is different for every person. The grip I use on someone Emmett's size is going to be too strong if I wanted to shake a human Alice's size.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I finish shaking Emmett's hand without him saying 'Ow.' Emmett smiles proudly at me and pats my shoulder as I move on to Alice.

"Hi, Bella!" she chirps, holding out her little hand.

I smile back at her, though it's a weak one. Alice is the only one nowadays that gives me trouble. Every bone in her is so tiny that it's so easy for me to squeeze them too tightly.

I take her hand in mine, concentrating on the bones in her soft, pale hand. I shake her hand a couple of times and she stays silent.

"Did I do it?" I ask in surprise.

She grins. "Well, if I was human, the grip would be a little too strong, but not enough that it'll hurt me or enough that I'll start to wonder about your strength."

"Great job, Bella!" Carlisle says from the side. "Now try punching them lightly."

I look at Emmett and grin wickedly, an idea forming in my mind.

"Oh no." Jasper chuckles warmly. "Watch out, Emmett. Bella is feeling really mischievous."

I widen my eyes innocently. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Alice smiles, knowing what I have in mind, and gives me an encouraging wink.

"I'm not scared, Jasper," Emmett puffs out his chest. "What can little Belly do that—" He never finishes because just then I make my hand into a loose fist, bring it back, and then hit Emmett right on the face. I don't hit him enough to hurt him, just enough that it would sting slightly—the vampire equivalent of a playful punch.

"Hey!" Emmett holds his left cheek, the place I had hit him. "What was that for?" he demands as everyone around us laughs.

"First, for calling me Belly," I shudder. "And second for jumping out of my closet yesterday and nearly giving me a heart attack!" I poke him on the chest.

He rolls his golden eyes. "I've told you hundreds of times that vampires can't have heart attacks."

"And I have told you thousands of times that it's just a figure of speech," I counter.

He continues as if I've never spoken. "And plus, I can't help it. It is so fun to scare you. That squeal of yours…" he chuckles.

I shake my head, but choose to let it go. Instead, I reach out and place a hand where I had hit him. "It doesn't hurt, right?" I ask, suddenly worried that I had caused him pain.

Emmett scoffs incredulously, clearly thinking that the idea of me hurting him is utterly preposterous. "Of course not," he waves a hand dismissively. "You're fine, Bella," he says, smiling as he claps me on the shoulder.

"Ow!" I squeak, rubbing the spot he had hit me. "You did that on purpose!"

"Emmett," Carlisle warns sternly while Edward growls.

"What? That is blatant favoritism, Carlisle." Emmett pretends to be offended. "Oh, don't say anything when Bella punches me in the face, but when I accidently hit her a little too hard, it's all 'Emmett' in that warning voice you always use. Well, you know what, Carlisle? That hurts. That hurts right here." He points to his heart dramatically.

"Psst, Emmett," I whisper, gesturing for him to come closer as if I'm about to tell him a secret. He does and I whisper right into his ear "No offense or anything, but you kinda don't have a live heart since you are, you know, dead."

Emmett pulls away and frowns at me. "Bella, it's just a figure of speec—" he pauses as I raise an eyebrow at him. "Ahh, okay, I got it. It's a figure or speech just like your whole heart attack phrase thing was. Good one, squirt."

Carlisle smiles in amusement. "And you're right, Emmett. I should also berate Bella in that 'warning voice I always use.'" He turns towards me. "Bella, punching Emmett on the face was a rather inappropriate act," he tells me in mock firmness.

I hang my head. "I regret it with every bone in my body."

Carlisle nods in feigned seriousness. "Good."

"That's it?" Emmett explains. "I am so hurt and—"

"Oh, give it up, Emmett." Edward rolls his eyes. "You know we all like Bella better than you," he adds, giving me a crooked smile.

"Well then!" Emmett exclaims, plopping down on the nearest couch, acting all offended. "Well, say whatever you want, Edward, I still know that I'm my Rosie's number one. Right, Rose?" he turns to his wife who is sitting right next to him.

"Always, babe," Rose pecks the cheek where my punch had landed. Edward and Jasper pretend to fake vomit at this gesture, leading to Emmett throwing a pillow at them, resulting in a lecture from Esme about the importance of her pillows, causing Emmett, Jasper, and Edward to move their fight onto the floor, leading to Esme lecturing them about the importance of her rug and Carlisle's threat to suspend video game privileges while Rose and Alice get in a heated argument about whether or not the color of my midnight blue nail polish is too dark or not. Yup, just another day with the Cullens.

"Okay," Jasper clears his throat as he takes his spot back on the couch. "Now that we are not behaving like immature children anymore," he glances at Esme as he says this, who rolls her eyes in response. "Let us get back to—" Jasper stops talking as Emmett lets out a booming laugh.

"What?" he says when everyone stares at him. "Did no one else find that funny? Let us. Lettuce. Get it?"

Everyone rolls their eyes. "Anyway, as I was saying, let us," Jasper ignores Emmett's laugh this time, "get back to the task at hand. Bella, give Alice a playful punch."

"Just don't punch me on the face." Alice smiles at me as I walk up to her.

"Oh, of course not. You are a nice sibling." I raise an eyebrow at Emmett pointedly, to which he sticks his tongue at.

I grin, turning back to Alice. I take a deep breath, and then punch her lightly on the shoulder. "Ow," she says apologetically.

I sigh and try again, this time working on putting less force behind the punch. The hard part about this was that I had to bring my arm back and make my fist swing through the air quickly, making it look like I was putting some effort into it while really putting no effort in it at all. This time, I barely press my fist into her shoulder, but I know that to a human that the punch would be strong, not enough to leave a bruise, but enough that the skin would turn red. I don't even wait for Alice to say 'Ow' before trying again. This time I do it perfectly and she smiles as she gives me a brief hug in congratulations.

"Okay, perfect," Jasper claps his hands together. "Now we just need to practice hugging and then we can move one."

Without waiting for Jasper to call upon him, Edward stands up and gives me a crooked smile. I grin back, my mood brightening at the prospect of being in his arms again. See, I can hug everyone in this room without them saying 'Ow' except for Edward. Partly because I loved having my arms wrapped around his lean, gorgeous body so much that I couldn't resist tightening my grip in an attempt to get closer to him and partly because well, I just didn't want to have my grip be perfect.

What? Psh, no, I don't purposely fail, I just…don't try as hard as I should. And, yes, there is a difference. Oh, come on, don't look at me like that, this is the only time I get to hug him. I know that if I successfully hug him like I would hug a human of his build then there would be no reason for me to hug him again. I'm addicted to the feel of his strong arms enveloping me, his sweet smell swirling around me, the smile on his face that I feel as his lips ghost across the top of my head, the—

Edward wraps his hands over my shoulders and leans in, interrupting my thoughts, though, of course I don't mind. "I know you can do it, Bella," he whispers into my ear .

I shiver in pleasure and sigh at the same time. Sigh because I know that this time I have to really really try. I can't disappoint him and plus, afterwards, I want to see the tug of his beautiful lips that will tell me that he's proud of me.

So I snake my arms around his torso and silently say goodbye to the blissful feeling that comes from being this close to a guy this great. I make sure my grip is not strong enough to crush his ribs and bite my lip as I wait for when he says 'Ow'. But sadly, he doesn't and I know that my hug is good. I resist the urge to pull him in tighter—for I want no space in between us—and try to memorize the way we fit perfectly together, like we were made for one another.

"Okay, guys," comes Emmett's annoyed voice. I roll my eyes. I don't know why, but he's always the one who dictates how long Edward and I hug. I wait for Edward to pull away like he always does at this point, but he doesn't. Maybe, just maybe, he knows this is probably our last hug, too, and wants to preserve it for as long as possible. Ah, if only…

Sadly, he eventually does break our hug, but I'm not sad for long because he gives me that damn crooked smile of his. "You did it, Bella. Great job," he says with a proud twinkle in his topaz eyes.

I smile sincerely at him. "Thanks, Edward."

"Awesome, she can hug. Finally," Rose says in a bored one, looking up from the magazine she was previously flipping through. "Now can we move on?"

"Well, actually, for this next part, we don't need everyone," Jasper says. "I'll just take Bella outside and we can practice walking around the forest at human pace, and then—"

"I can do that," Edward interrupts hurriedly.

Jasper narrows his gold eyes at him. "No, it's fine, Edward. Thanks, though."

"It's not a problem, Jasper. I would love to help her," Edward insists.

"Again, thanks, but I can handle this and—"

"Jasper," Alice interrupts her husband. "Let them go. Don't you have that program on the
History channel that you wanted to catch?"

Seeing his resolve shaking, I jump in. "Really, Jasper. Edward and I will be fine. We'll be back in no time." That last part is a lie, really. I hope we don't arrive for a long, long time.

Jasper sighs, finally, reluctantly, giving in. "Okay."

Edward and I share a happy glance before both of us head to the front door. I reach out a hand for the door knob, but Edward stops me.

"Uh, uh, uh," he grins as he moves between the door and me. "What gentleman would I be if I didn't hold the door open for m'lady?"

I smile and he grins back as he opens the door dramatically and gives an exaggerated sweeping gesture for me to pass.

I giggle. "Why thank you, my kind sir." I step onto the porch and Edward follows and closes the door behind him.

"Oh my god," I say as I continue walking towards the forest. "This," I turn back to face Edward, "is a miracle. It's actually not raining in Forks and what? The sky is actually blue with no rain clouds in sight?"

Edward laughs. "It is convenient for our purposes. Come on, follow me." He runs at vampire speed into the dense forest. I follow him and we run side to side until he stops in the middle of a large clearing.

"Okay." He walks to the end of the clearing very slowly. "This is walking at human pace."

I nod and try to copy his pace, but it's so slow and awkward for me to get right. "Well, that's close to the right pace, but if a human saw you doing that they would think your pants were too tight or something. Don't take such wide steps next time," he directs, his topaz eyes soft with patience.

I nod and try again, but I still don't do it correctly.

"Shorten your stride," Edward calls. I do so, but still no dice.

"I know it feels weird, but you'll get it in no time," Edward encourages. "Here, I'm going to stand right next to you and you just follow what I do with your legs."

Doing this, we walk back and forth across the clearing a couple of times.

"Okay, now try on your own," he orders, stopping in the middle of the clearing and making a gesture for me to continue.

I bite my lip in concentration and walk slowly.

"You're walking too slowly."

"Too fast."

"Too slow."

"Okay, speed it up just a tiny bit."

"Walk a little slower."

"Edward!" I finally groan in frustration when I reach the end of the clearing.

He smiles. "Sorry, you're right. A human wouldn't notice those slight differences."

I nod and continue walking, this time walking towards him.

"Shorten your stride."

"Widen your stance a little."

We continue like this for the next ten minutes—Edward points out my flaws, and I try to correct them.

"Okay, okay, that's perfect. Keep going like that," Edward encourages when I finally get it right. "Slow down just a tad. And yes, I think you got it." He gives me a sincere applause.

I bow as I breathe a sigh of relief. "Great." I smile. "Now let's take a little break."

"Break?" Edward repeats with a frown. "You want to go back to the house already?" he asks, sounding both hurt and confused.

"No, no," I hurry to reassure. "I just meant that we could do something else for a little bit and then get back to work."

"Okay," Edward agrees. "What do you have in mind?"

I shrug as I turn around, tapping my chin in thought. "Ooh!" I say when I eye a tree with a plethora of branches. "Let's climb!" I rush over to the ancient tree and jump onto one of its branches.

"Bella, I really don't think that's a good idea," Edward says nervously, not making a move to follow me.

I look down at him in disbelief. "And why not? Come on, it's easy." Without waiting for a response, I continue climbing the tree, going from one branch to another.

"Bella, I just—"Edward starts to protest again, but sighs midway. I turn towards him and smile when I see him at the bottom of the trunk, positioning his hands to climb.

Grinning, I go up and up and up, making sure to never look at the ground until I'm at the very top of the tree. I sit down on one of the top branches and Edward soon catches up and sits down on the branch next to mine. I turn to sit sideways on the branch and he follows my lead so that we are facing each other, our knees almost touching. I look up at him, ready to start talking, but I'm surprised to see him scowling and his golden eyes alight with…anger?

"Bella, that was completely dangerous and reckless—" he starts to rant, but stops and narrows his eyes when I snort disbelievingly.

"Dangerous? Edward, we're vampires. We can't die. We would fall, and sure, we'll get a little dirty, but we wouldn't break any bones or anything."

He opens his mouth to protest, but then sighs. "I know, but I just…I worry about you. I can't help it," he says sincerely, unconsciously angling his body towards mine almost protectively.

"Aww," I melt. "That's sweet, Edward. But you shouldn't worry. Nothing's going to happen to me."

He bites his lip. "But if I saw you fall fifty feet to the ground? Seeing that would petrify me. Even though I know you're indestructible, just the thought of you getting hurt…" he shudders.

It's bad, I know, to smile to so hugely when he is so distressed, but the fact that he cares so much warms my heart. And I get what he means. If Edward were to fall right now, the fact that he would be fine and stand up without a scratch wouldn't cross my mind. All I would be able to think about would be the image of his broken body landing on the hard ground.

I put a hand reassuringly on his shoulder. "I'm not going to get hurt, okay? You know what? Let's just go down now. I didn't mean for you to get angry." I start to stand up on the branch, but Edward clasps a hand around my arm.

"No, stay. I mean, look at this beautiful view." He gestures outwards, and I follow his gaze.

I gasp at what I see. Winter is clearly gone and in place spring has entered with all her beauty. Trees are back with their bright green leaves, colorful flowers sprout from the ground, gray and foreboding skies are replaced with blue skies, and the temperature is slightly warmer. The sight is beautiful. Edward and I have to be fifty to sixty feet in the air and I can see for miles. I can easily see our house from here—the grand white house surrounded by forest sticking out like a sore thumb. I can also see almost the whole forest, hundreds of trees all around us. Birds are chirping and venom happily flows into my mouth as I smell and see a herd of deer rush by us. I turn back to face Edward and smile hugely.

"It is beautiful," I agree, sitting back down on the dark brown, thick branch. But then I look down and see how far up we are. I swallow heavily and clutch the branch I'm sitting on. I make sure that Edward doesn't see my face because I don't want him to know he was right about it being reckless for me to climb so high.

"It is," Edward says, not noticing my sudden fright. Then he nudges my swinging foot with his own. "So tell me what's wrong," he prompts, his topaz eyes curious.

"Wrong?" I furrow my eyebrows. "Nothing's wrong."

"Come on, I don't have to be Jasper to know that you've been feeling down for a while."

I bite my lip and look away from his probing, concerned eyes. "I haven't been down, it's just…" I hesitate.

"Hey," Edward puts a single finger under my chin and coxes me to look at him. "You can tell me," he insists.

And I realize I can. I love the family and all, but this is the first time Edward and I have ever been completely alone, away from the earshot of the rest of the Cullens. I can talk honestly to him and not worry about interruptions or hurting anyone else's feelings.

"It's the training," I explain simply.

"The training? Is it getting to be too much? Because I can tell Jasper to—"

"No, Jasper is phenomenal," I reassure. "It's just the fact that…that I need training, really."

He furrows his eyebrows. "I'm not sure that I understand."

"I'm training to act human? I was human four months ago and now I don't even know how to act human. It's like I don't know who I am anymore. I still can't believe it sometimes, you know? Sometimes I have to stop and say wow, I really am a vampire, aren't I? It wasn't just some wild dream. Or I wonder, is that really my voice? Or, do I really look like that? Or, are my eyes really that color? I feel so lost in this world…just completely and utterly lost."

"You know this feeling isn't only confined to us vampires," Edward says slowly. "You probably wouldn't be feeling any different if you were human. I mean, humans feel like they don't know who they are at times, too. They go through transitions, too. Granted, not as big as going from being a human to a vampire, but still. They move to new places, get new jobs, become new people. They have to adapt their ways sometimes. They, too, learn to act differently to fit in and change their ways in order to progress. They, too, have to accept change. They, too, feel lost in their own world. I guess what I'm trying to say, Bella, is that what you are feeling is just a part of life, whether you're human or vampire."

"I know," I sigh. "I know I can seem like an ungrateful, narrow-sighted person. Like woe is me, my life is miserable, and all the rest, but I do know that this life isn't all that bad. It's actually pretty great if you think about it. I can't help the way I feel, though. I mean, there are times when I feel totally, blissfully happy," with you, Edward, I want to say, I feel happy when I'm with you, "but at the same time there are those moments where I feel miserable, like my life couldn't get any worse.

And I know that everyone feels lost at some point in their lives, I'm just saying that it is the worst feeling in the world." I chuckle humorlessly. "But what I don't know is how to be a vampire. All these super senses are still so new to me. There are times when they overwhelm me and I can't tell one scent from another or one sound from another. And all this training to control my strength, touch, and now speed just reminds me how…how clueless and inept I am. I just…I want to be normal. And I know it's not possible, but I want…I want to be human."

"And you don't think the rest of us want the same thing?" Edward asks softly.

I widen my eyes in surprise. "You guys do? I mean, I thought you guys were happy, that you loved being vampires."

Edward chuckles. "Far from it, Bella. We're all content and we've accepted our fate, but given the choice? Of course we would want to change back into humans. Rose, Esme, Alice would give anything to have kids, and Jasper, Carlisle, and Emmett would do anything to be the fathers of those kids. They all want to grow old with their wives or husbands and be surrounded by their grandchildren."

"And you? Do you want all that?" I ask curiously.

Edward purses his lips in thought. "Yes, but not as much as the others because I don't have a wife. But still, given the choice, I would want to be human. How about you? Do you want kids?"

I bite my lip. "Not now, of course. I'm only seventeen. But later in life, I don't know." I shrug. "Kids never appealed to me. But I'm sure if I found a man to love and married him, I would want to have his kids. Either way, the difference is as a human I would have a choice whether I wanted to have kids or not whereas as a vampire I don't have a choice. I can't have kids no matter what." I sigh.

"You know what I hate the most? I look back at how I was as a human, and it shocks me how much I took for granted. How much all humans take for granted really. The small things—feeling your heart beat against your chest, sweat running down your face, sleeping at night and dreaming, and crying actual salty tears—and the big things—having kids, getting a career, growing old, having possibilities. All the stuff we can't do or have," I say sorrowfully before groaning. "Ugh, there I go again. Sorry, I don't mean to sound like a Debbie Downer. I really am grateful for all you guys have done and I love you all. I'm lucky to have this family, I know that."

"Bella," Edward simply says, reaching over and taking my hand into his. I squeeze it tightly, never wanting to let go, loving the reassurance it brought me. "Ow," Edward says absently. With a gasp, I let go of his hand. "Oh!" Edward realizes what he said. "I'm sorry. That was stupid, especially with what we were just talking about. I didn't mean for it to come out—force of habit, I suppose. I'm really sorry—"

"Its fine, Edward." I force a smile. "I have to learn after all. Though," I lean back on my hands and stare at the sky in thought, "there really is no point to all this training."

"No point?" he repeats. "If this is about your…your plan," he says with disgust, suddenly angry, "then you can forget about it because the deal says that for two years you have to learn how to be a vegetarian and only then—"

"I wasn't talking about any of that," I interrupt. "I'm saying it's pointless because I'm never going to be around humans anyway."

"What do you mean? Of course you are. You eventually have to be around humans. That's the whole point of being a vegetarian."

I shake my head. "I could never. After everything you guys have said to me? I'm a monster, Edward. Everything about me is made to kill. My strength? My smell? My powerful senses? My beauty? They all have the common purpose of attracting my prey—humans. I would never put a human at risk. And I obviously can't touch a human because I could kill them with one touch or at least hurt them badly. And I can't be near humans because their smell might overpower me and seduce me into drinking from them. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I killed someone."

"But once you're trained, you can go to school with humans without being tempted to drink from them. And killing them with your touch? You're working on that. You're almost there."

"But you've said before that the others have slipped, right? They've killed someone accidently without meaning to."

"Well," he hesitates, "yes, but that's different."

"How?"

"Because I would never let you harm a human, Bella. I promise you. And plus—we've told you this before—you have such an amazing amount of self-control. You've made more progress in a much shorter time than any of us."

I look dubiously at him.

"Really! Bella, you're way ahead of the game. Newborns are completely blood-crazy their first year. None of us even started training until after our first year and you started just weeks after you were changed. You're learning how to control your newborn strength while the rest of us just learned to control our regular strength, which is so much easier to do. You're amazing, Bella, truly," he says honestly.

I look down shyly. "I wouldn't say that. You on the other hand…" I nudge his knee with my own. "Really, thanks for listening to my rants."

"Anytime, Bella. I mean that." He smiles and I grin back. "And it was great getting into your head for a while; like you don't even know how much I want to be able to read your mind."

"And you don't even know how happy I am that you can't read my crazy mind."

Edward chuckles. "I don't know about crazy, more like fascinating."

I look down shyly again at his sweet words.

"You really aren't used to getting compliments, are you?" he observes with a smile on his face. I shake my head. "Well, we better change that. Let's see. You are oh so beautiful, clever, kind, brave, intriguing—" I laugh as I shove him and he grins. "I can go on forever, you know that?"

"Stop it," I say, knowing that if I was human my face would be bright red.

He chuckles. "But really, Bella, thank you for letting your wall down and telling me all those things. You didn't have to."

"And thanks for caring enough to ask what was wrong. I'm glad I told you all of that because now I feel like we have no secrets around each other."

Edward smiles, though it looks extremely forced for some reason. "Yeah, no secrets…" he pursues his lips awkwardly. "Oh hey, we need to head back home before the rest start wondering where we are."

I bite my lip as I look down. It seems like we are hundreds of feet up.

"You won't let me fall, right?" I question nervously as I slowly stand up on the branch I was sitting on. After everything I've said to him, letting him know that I was scared to go down didn't seem so embarrassing anymore.

Edward smiles warmly. "Of course not. And even if you do, which you won't," Edward hurries to add at the sight of my worried expression, "I will catch you. Always."

I nod. "Okay. But uh can you go first?"

Edward nods and begins to climb descend. I resolve not to look down and follow him.

"Wanna race?" Edward asks, a challenging glint in his eyes when, thankfully, we safely get to the ground.

I hesitate. "Well, actually, can we walk at human pace? You know, so I can have a little more practice?"

I know that if Edward and I run home at full-speed, we would be there in less than five minutes, but if we walked at human pace it would take more than an hour to get out of these woods. And more alone time with Edward makes for a very happy Bella. Plus, I need to perfect my pace before I show Jasper what I can do. If I don't do well he'll assume that Edward and I were just horsing around and won't allow any more private sessions.

"Great idea," Edward agrees happily.

So we walk. We don't hold hands, but we are alone and together as we walk close enough to each other that every once in a while our hands 'accidentally' brush each other's, and for now, that is enough for me.

There you go! I hope you liked it. Next chapter Charlie comes in and so does drama so review if you want a sneak preview! And Happy Almost New Year! One of my New Year resolutions is to work on my updating. Haha. And I know this completely contradicts what I just said, but exams are coming up in two weeks…I'll try to update soon, though. Next chapter is short. Oh, nevermind. I always say that and it ends up being twice as long as I expect it to be. Anywho, I'll update soon.

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