Not like I need to tell you, but the Twilight Saga belongs to Stephenie Meyers. This is just how I think it would have gone if Bella had seen through Edward in New Moon and not gone catatonic for four months (wuss)

Edward was leaning against his Volvo when Mike pulled into an empty space. He headed into the school ahead of us when I took Mike's hand and walked at his side. I talked with Mike about the movie and what to do with our afternoon. I wondered if Edward thought I was bluffing or something. Did he really think I'd do something like that? Was he going to follow us? Oh that was an unpleasant thought. Mind you, considering some of my other trips to Port Angeles, it wasn't the worst idea in the world.

If Edward followed us, he didn't see anything interesting. Mike and I found a playground and sat on the swings, talking until we went to grab something to eat. He wanted to know more about the 'Edward situation' as he put it. As one of the few people who had relatively little bias, I told him everything. Mainly that it wasn't an 'Edward' situation, it was an 'Edward vs. Jacob' situation. He didn't laugh quite as hard as Leah, but close.

"You seriously need to carry a bat or something, Bella. You just can't beat guys off you fast enough."

I punched him, remembering that until very recently he would have been the first I'd tee off on.

"Well, I'm glad you aren't just taking Cullen back. Especially if he didn't try to keep things up while he was gone. I mean, if he had it would be different. You can't really fault a guy because his family moves away. But if he didn't keep in touch at all, and then just shows up on your step, you should definitely make him grovel."

I laughed at that image.

"Well, I'm going to put my money on Jacob. I think he's got the staying power. He's a great guy. Cullen gives me the creeps."

I laughed again. "Fortunately, how they make you feel isn't exactly one of my criteria."

"Really? Why not?" He batted his eyes and I actually fell out of my swing.

On Wednesday, after work, I made my first visit to the newly reoccupied Cullen residence.

"Bella!!!" Alice cried as she ran to hug me. "I still miss you so much. I still can't believe we let Edward talk us into leaving. Come on inside, everyone is waiting to see you."

I walked in on Alice's hand with almost as much trepidation as I had on Edward's a year ago. I had uprooted them. Could they really be so quick to take me back?

That was a foolish thought, which was dispelled as quickly as I entered. Esme was waiting with a bright smile and arms wide. "Welcome back, Bella. We missed you."

Emmett got me next. I was thankful for the high ceilings as he scooped me up, my head residing at least a foot above his own. "We get Bella back!" he chanted, turning me in a circle.

I saw Rosalie out of the corner of my eye, but she didn't move from behind the stairs. That relationship hadn't improved with absence. I didn't really expect it would. Carlisle pulled me into a hug next. "I'm glad we were able to come back to you."

Their words startled me. They came back to me? They got me back? They weren't just here for Edward? I had been sure they were only returning at his request. I felt tears in my eyes remembering Alice's questions before Edward had returned. Did I want them to come home?

Jasper came up cautiously. "Bella?"

I turned to him and opened my arms. He could take my hand or hug as he chose. He chose the latter and I was surprised again. "I'm so very sorry, Bella."

"It wasn't your fault, Jasper. It wasn't anyone's fault." I felt as though a soft warm blanket was being wrapped around me even though Jasper's arms were still cold as ice and hard as steel. I realized then he was probably manipulating my emotions, making me feel comforted. I kissed his cheek and he flinched very slightly before letting me go.

"So, where's Edward?" I asked, looking around at them.

"Waiting for you in his room," Emmett said with a grin.

"Really," I felt my stomach flip flop. Granted, what had happened the other day hadn't happened in my room, but I was suddenly very anxious about being alone with him in his.

I felt external calm and my stomach righted itself. Jasper's influence without a doubt. "You don't have to go to him," Alice told me, taking my hand again. "Not if you're not ready. He'll come down."

My head was whirling. What did I want? I wanted to see him. I knew that much. I wanted to spend as much time with him today as I could. So I started a slow climb. I paused on the landing, stilling my shaking knees. I heard a chuckle below and that gave me more courage too. I was being silly. This was Edward. If I didn't want what he gave, I'd tell him so. I took the second flight of stairs with surer feet.

I knocked on his door.

"You are always welcome here, Bella." His velvet voice drifted through the wood. I could faintly hear some jazz music playing.

I smiled a little as I opened the door. He had changed his room, and the change scared me. He was reclining on a large bed with a wrought-iron frame holding a canopy of gauzy gold netting. He held a book in his hands as though he wasn't expecting my arrival. Of course Alice would have known the moment I was due and he would have heard us talking downstairs as well. It was all for my benefit. He was trying to put me at ease.

It wasn't working. My legs started wobbling again and I closed the door carefully behind me. I licked my lips and looked around the room for other changes. Other than shoving some items against walls to make space for the giant bed, everything else was the same. My breathing was shallow and rapid. I knew that was bad. Hyperventilation, like not breathing, was a sure way to faint. I took a deep breath and held it for five seconds with my eyes closed. When I opened them he was in my face.

"Gah," I gasped.

"Are you all right, Bella? You look pale." he asked putting a hand to my cheek.

I felt the room spin and wasn't sure I was all right. He lifted me by the waist and sat me on the bed before I fainted.

"You... got... a bed," I managed.

"Yes," he said still looking at me worriedly. "I wanted you to know you had somewhere safe to spend the night, besides La Push."

"Oh." My voice was small and quiet. "Were you planning on inviting Charlie too?" What a stupid question. Was brain completely detached from my mouth? "I mean, it's nice."

He was still examining my face, looking for signs of shock no doubt. And finding them, I was sure. "It's all right, Bella. It's just a bed."

"Yeah, right. Just a bed. No big deal." I continued to focus on breathing. I was leaning back toward hyperventilation. "Do you..." There was no way I could finish that question. I looked at my feet again.

"What is it, Bella?"

I shook my head and the room spun again.

"Let's go downstairs."

I jumped up and my foot caught on the spread, sending me into a bookcase. Edward caught me just before the collision. He didn't say anything else, for which I was grateful, but held my hand as we left the room. I took a deep breath outside the door and found my feet again.

"Is it just bedrooms?" he suggested.

"Maybe," I allowed. "Maybe it's the uses beds are put to." Apparently my brain was still detached from my tongue. Did I really just way that? "I didn't – I mean -"

He grinned and chuckled. "Well now it makes sense. I didn't mean to insinuate anything, Bella. It really was just intended to give you a place in our home."

"Okay." My eyes were still wide and my pulse too fast, but I thought I was starting to come back down.

Then I felt his breath on my ear and the tingling went down my leg. I closed my eyes, trying to get a grip on myself. I was not in his bed; I was not on his bed; I was standing in the stairwell at the bottom of which waited his entire family.

When I opened my eyes again, I felt much more stable. I took the stairs on my own.

"You're back sooner than I expected." Trust Emmett to make a bad situation worse.

Edward growled at him, but I laughed. "Well at least I wasn't the only one thinking it."

I helped Alice unpack. I didn't go back to Edward's bedroom.

"Um, Alice, what do you see?"

"You'll need to be more specific, Bella."

"Not a chance," I muttered, but of course she heard.

"Oh... that." Her laugh was bubbly. "Well, you still have a decision to make there."

I swallowed hard. Did that mean he already had.... I put my head in my hands.

"Bella, don't worry about it. It's not like he's going to pressure you. He's still scared to death himself. But he's also afraid he'll miss his chance. He hasn't said that, but it seems pretty obvious to me. He wants to squeeze everything he can into the time he has with you. Just in case..."

"In case I pick Jacob." I groaned. "What do I do Alice? You know what sucks about talking to you about this? I know he can hear me. Can you turn on some music or something?"

"I could, but I won't. I think he needs to hear. Also, he'll just listen in my head. He can be terrible eavesdropper, if you recall."

"Right." I groaned again.

"I am not." It was muffled, but Alice giggled so I was sure I heard correctly.

"How do you all stand living so close when you can hear... everything? I mean I hear Charlie snore, but if I... Oh I'm not even going to think about it. So, I can't talk to you. I can't talk to Leah, because she thinks Edward's the anti-Christ or something. I guess I'm going for coffee with Angela. And Edward is not invited." I said with a smile, knowing he was still listening.

Thursday I took a quick trip to La Push after work to visit Leah and Seth. She had some serious ranting to do. She'd been on patrol with Sam the night before. I listened attentively and agreed that he should really have better control on his thoughts. He had been doing this longer. Of course she couldn't be blamed for remembering being with him, especially when sharing his head space. I was glad only Paul was out with them. It would have been worse with more of the pack.

By the time she'd wound down I was ready for sleep. I drove back more bleary eyed than I normally would allow myself and changed quickly for bed. It was only when I was done that I noticed my curtains open. Normally, with windows facing into the forest, this wasn't a problem. I could see Edward's back through it now. At least he had turned around. I didn't know if Jacob was down there drooling somewhere, and I didn't want to. I closed my window with a little more force than necessary and crawled into bed.

I was a little surprised when there was a knock on my door. I had just finished cooking the noodles for a lasagne and the beef was still in the pan. I turned down the heat, wiped my hands and went to the door.

"Edward," I said, surprised. "What brings you here?" I left the door open and backed up to let him in. Once he started pulling off his jacket I went back to the kitchen.

"I came to ask if you'd come over again tonight."

"Oh." I stirred the beef and added some tomato paste to the mix. "Well, I'll need to finish this first. Also, I have other plans for later tonight." It was Friday and Jacob was coming at dusk.

"It doesn't have to be tonight," he said starting to get up.

"No," I insisted turning to stop him. "This won't take long and I don't need to be back until... eight." That should give me time to shower before Jacob arrived.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Not really. Unless..." I laughed. "I need to cool those noodles down enough to make the lasagne. I suppose you could help with that."

He laughed too and ran his hands through the noodles. I watched the steam rise at his touch. This would be perfect. The sauce would be ready soon, but I'd expected to kill some time waiting for the noodles. I pulled out a pan and greased the bottom before shredding cheese.

"I think, that's got it." He put one of his hands to my cheek and it was delightfully warm, very unusual. I giggled at that.

I filled two pans with lasagne. One went in the freezer to be delivered to the Clearwaters, the other I popped in the oven on low heat. I left a note to Charlie to go ahead and turn it up if he got home before me, and eat. Otherwise, I'd finish it when I got back. Then I grabbed myself a quick apple and washed my hands.

"Good to go," I mumbled around the apple I was trying to finish.

Edward laughed. "We're not in that much of a hurry. Finish your snack. I brought in your mail," he added.

"Thanks." I blushed at my utter lack of etiquette. I took the letters in my free hand. A thick one from the University of Alaska caught my eye. Continuing in my rude behaviour, I held the apple in my mouth while I ripped open the envelope and pulled out the contents. I smiled as I read.

"Where is that from?" He of course recognized an acceptance package.

"The University of Alaska," I said with a silly grin.

"You aren't going to Alaska," he scoffed. He knew how much I enjoyed cold weather. Which is to say, I didn't.

"I might. It will depend on whether or not I get accepted anywhere else," I moaned. Then I cursed quietly. "I still need to apply for Seattle."

"You are thinking of staying in Washington?" He seemed surprised.

"Yeah, I'm not sure Charlie and I are ready to go our separate ways just yet," I murmured remembering the funeral.

"You came for your mother and you stay for your father. You really are too selfless, Bella."

"And you are lucky I am," I retorted with a smirk.

His smile slipped briefly and then returned. "Indeed. No one has benefited more from your selflessness than I." He kissed the inside of my wrist, which still held the papers.

I finished my snack and disposed of the core before turning back to him again. "Really ready this time." I folded the letter and left it next to the note where Charlie would see it.

"Good." He brushed my lips with his. "The family have been clamouring to have you back. You'd think they hadn't seen you in months."

I tipped my head back to laugh. How true that was. He chuckled quietly with me. "And I must say, I am craving some time with you myself." His breath tickled in my ear and made me shiver. My heart skipped a beat.

"I'm sorry to have to put a time limit on it then," I replied honestly.

"Well, you do have other friends, as you've pointed out." He didn't say it snidely or sadly. I was glad he understood.

When I sat in the Volvo, emotion washed over me. It had been so long since I had sat here. I thought of all the questions he'd asked me while I sat in this very seat. I remembered watching the scenery fly by at insane speeds. I felt tears in my eyes and cursed myself for being silly and sentimental.

"Bella?"

I wiped my eyes. "I'm fine, just remembering."

"I remember too." He leaned over and kissed my cheek. I turned my head so our lips met. Once again the kiss became something more than I expected. He was pressing me into the door with his hands on my shoulders. I felt his weight on me and my hands were on his back pulling him closer. I had missed him so much. I'd made him stay away, and now I was reaping the reward as the absence made his presence sweeter. I ached for him as he did for me.

His hands started moving, covering my ribs, running to my waist. I shivered at his cold touch, at the pleasure it gave me. His hands wrapped around my back, along my ribs again and drifted lower. I gasped as he squeezed my thigh and I felt his thumb run along the inside of it. "Edward," I gasped.

He backed away quickly. I wasn't sure I'd wanted him to stop. "I'm sorry, Bella."

I blinked several times waiting for my brain to find level again, it was still spinning madly. Even before I'd gotten myself sorted, he was pulling away from my house. I grabbed my seat-belt reflexively. I licked my lips still tasting him.

"You don't need to apologize," were the first words I was able to manage. They sounded broken as my breath was still ragged. His smile was glorious.

We sat with the family for a while. I heard more about the house Esme had been renovating, Jasper's classes, Rose and Emmett's trip. Eventually Edward coaxed me up to his room again. He said he had something to show me.

"It's not the bed again, right?" I verified with a goofy smile. Emmett guffawed behind us.

"No," Edward grinned again, "but feel free to make as much use of that as you like."

I blushed and Emmett laughed harder. This time I heard Alice and Jasper choking back giggles as well.

He sat me on the bed and stood in front of me holding my hands. I was a little anxious about what was coming. "I know you hate being given gifts," he began. Yep, I was right to be anxious. "But since Alice rightfully pointed out my fears, I wanted to make sure I gave this to you... in case..." He couldn't finish the sentence, but dropped one of my hands to pull a box from the night table. It was a jewelry box and my heart pounded faster. I was more anxious than ever. What had he gotten me?

"This was my mother's. She wanted me to give it to the woman I loved, the one I married. And I wanted to make sure it went to you."

My breath stopped. That was too much. I never actually saw what was in the box as lack of oxygen set in first. First there were spots, and then sparks of colour, and then nothing.

"Bella?" Carlisle was standing next to Edward. I was horizontal to them. I looked up and saw the netting. I was on the bed.

"I fainted?" I checked.

"Yes, you seem fine though. I'll go," he smiled and patted my hand before setting it back on the bed. I put the other to my head.

Edward brushed my cheek with cold fingers. I noticed the level of the light outside. How long had I been out? "Edward? What time is it?"

"Eight-thirty."

I sighed. "I needed to be home at eight." I started to sit up and he pressed me back down.

"I'm not sure you should get up yet."

"It was a fainting spell. I'm fine. It was just the surprise, that's all. I wasn't ready for... that." His declaration. When he brought his human mother into it, it seemed that much weightier a promise.

"You don't have to take it," he told me.

"No, no. Thank you, Edward. I know what this means to you. I hope you know what it means to me too." I reached out to the box. He lifted it and put it in my hands. I still didn't actually know what was inside; it was closed again. "Now, I really need to get home. Jacob is going to be waiting for me."

"I really don't think you should go right now."

I knew he was honestly concerned about my health, but it sounded like he just didn't want me to go to Jacob. "I'm going, Edward. If you won't drive me, I'll ask Alice."

"I'll drive you." Rosalie was standing in the open doorway. I almost fainted again, but apparently I was getting used to having my legs knocked out from under me.

"Thank you, Rosalie." I said getting up slowly. I kissed Edward quickly and moved to his sister's side.

"Be careful, Bella. He's still a young wolf."

"I will, Edward. I'll be fine."

We were in her BMW when Rosalie finally addressed me again. "You're not taking him back?"

"Not right away. I was starting to make something with Jacob, and I want to find out what it might have been."

Rosalie smiled and nodded. "Good for you."

We drove a little further when my curiosity got the better of me. "Why did you offer to give me a ride?"

"Because I want to find out what it will be too." I shook my head; that didn't make a lot of sense. "I was angry that Edward uprooted us, but I was thrilled he was forcing you to have a normal life. I always wanted one."

There was no end to the bombshells that were going to be dropped on me tonight. Next Jacob was going to propose to me on the top of a mountain! "I guess I can understand that. I never learned what happened to you. Edward didn't want to tell me about it. He told me about Esme and Emmett, but not you."

"It's a very disturbing story. Not one I can fit into this drive. Let's just say that death would have been a comfort." I didn't understand, but nodded regardless.

"Make him pay, Bella," she said with a smirk. "He's always been too cocky, that brother of mine."

I laughed at that. "I think I've already started."

"Yes, and thank you for that. Have fun tonight." She pulled away. I thought I'd just become friends with Rosalie. Well maybe not quite that, but she didn't seem to loathe me as much anymore. That was... good. I ran upstairs for a quick shower before Jacob arrived.

Charlie still wasn't home so I turned off the oven and put the covered pan in the fridge, after dishing myself out a piece. I was still scarfing it down, in my bra, when Jacob opened the door. There I was, caught being a pig, again tonight.

"'ant some?" I asked around my mouthful.

Jacob laughed. "Yes please."

I pulled the still mostly warm pan out of the fridge and pulled out another slice. I popped it in the microwave before returning the pan to the fridge. Then I pulled my shirt on. Jacob hadn't been ogling too badly until he realized the show was over. "Eyes front," I commanded and he snapped them up. I giggled. "I just didn't want to get any on the shirt when I was rushing." I brought his portion to the table and stopped using my fork as a shovel.

"This is really good, Bella. I wish I could cook. I mean, I know how to make simple stuff, but something like this?"

"This isn't that tough, just takes time." I finished up and took my plate to the sink. I bent double, shaking out my wet hair, trying to encourage it to dry faster.

I felt a hand on my bottom and threw my hair back, catching Jake in the face. "Excuse me?"

"Sorry," he said, unapologetic, smirk prominent.

I shook my head. Then Charlie came in. "Hey Dad. Did you eat at Sue's?"

"Nope, and I'm starved." He pulled off his boots.

"There's a whole pan of lasagne in the fridge, still warm."

"Great." Jacob finished eating just as Charlie sat down. "You two headed out?" he asked.

"Yeah, Jake says he knows a place we can star gaze. I'm calling his bluff." I warmed another plate for Charlie.

"Have fun. Don't hurry home."

I rolled my eyes. He would never say that if I were out with Edward. "Playing favourites?" I whispered in his ear as I set his plate in front of him.

He didn't answer and I took Jacob's hand on the way out. He led me to the path in the woods by our house. It brought back bad memories. This was where Edward had said good-bye. Where he'd lied; where he'd tried to break my heart; where he'd nearly succeeded. Hopefully those memories would be replaced now.

"What's up, Bells? What's with the scowl?"

I didn't even realize I was scowling. "This is where Edward told me he was leaving," I spat.

"Oh. Well I'm leaving too, but I'm taking you with me," he said with a grin. He pulled off his shirt and my breath caught as it often did. He noticed and flexed.

"Show off," I muttered. He turned away from me and pulled down his shorts. I blushed and looked at my feet. I wasn't expecting that.

"You're gonna want to see this part," he said.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not sure I do, Jacob."

He laughed. "No. I mean you haven't actually watched one of us phase, have you? Don't worry, I'm still turned away. Unless you want me to turn around."

"No!" I looked up, startled, and saw him half crouched looking over his shoulder. His shorts were tied to his leg now and his shirt and shoes were on one of the fallen trees. Then I watched him explode. He shook and then his skin seemed to split. I shrieked a little. I'd seen Leah turn back to human, twice actually, but I'd never seen any of them become the wolf. It looked painful.

I stepped forward cautiously and he turned sidelong, his tongue lolling in a dog grin. "Does that - hurt?"

He didn't answer, of course. He dropped to his knees and I remembered that I was supposed to be riding tonight. I grabbed the scruff of his neck, my hands shaking a little. I pulled myself up, worried I was hurting him. The skin seemed to shift easily though and no sound betrayed pain. Then I was up. I tried to figure out how to sit myself on his back. I was just behind his shoulder blades, but my legs couldn't wrap around his sides, he was too big, too wide. I bent my knees and tried to hang on by his neck instead, my knees pressing into him.

As I'd requested, he started slowly, trotting along the path. I adjusted to the rolling movement of his muscles and figured out how to hold on. Then he sped up a little, a jogging run. I was still all right. Somehow the movement wasn't as fluid as Edward's. When Edward ran, we seemed to be flying rather than running. Riding Jacob was more like riding any other animal, I was jostled, the scenery moved accordingly, and it made it easier for my mind to accept. He broke into a full run heading for the peak he planned to take me to. I laughed at the feeling of the wind running through my hair and his, the rushing sound wasn't frightening now, it was exhilarating.

I put my face into the fur behind his ears. "Thank you," I murmured. "This is wonderful."

He put on another turn of speed and I gasped. I didn't think he could go faster. No wonder the other wolves couldn't catch him. Well except Leah. I'd learned she was even faster than Jacob; probably due to her smaller sleeker frame. She was built for running.

Jacob slowed as he climbed. I felt my lungs burn the higher we went. As promised, we broke through a cloud layer and I suddenly felt damp all over. Now the stars were clear pinpricks in the sky. Jacob found a level stretch and I slid off him. "I wish I'd thought to bring a blanket," I complained looking at the rock we were standing on. When I looked up again, Jacob was in his shorts and tying the cord to his leg.

"You can lay on me again." He grinned like that was his plan the whole time.

I started beside him but did eventually shift over to lay on top of him. The ground was cold too, but he was warm. He put one hand on my belly while the other pointed out constellations and told stories. Even in Phoenix I'd never really done any star gazing, so I didn't know the classic constellations anyway. I was happy to learn his instead.

As the night drew on he twisted me to lie face down on him instead. "So, good date?" he asked, pushing my hair behind my ear.

"Good date," I said kissing him.

He folded his arms around my back and sighed. "You have no idea how happy I am to be with you, Bella. I was so scared you'd hate me after the way I treated you. It was terrible, but I knew I had to push you away, at least a little. I never wanted to. I wanted to hold you like this the whole time."

"I have some experience with people pushing me away for my own safety." That made him frown. "And I don't hold it against either of you. That's part of what makes this situation so much more difficult." I put my head down against his throat and he stroked my hair and back.

"I'm sorry it's hard for you, Bella."

"No. Don't be sorry for that." I kissed him again. "You make me feel wonderful. That's not something you apologize for."

"Um... I'm sorry he came back?"

I snorted. "I don't doubt you are. I'm not though. Even if it is confusing and difficult. I feel better knowing he's around. Something is missing when he's gone. Just like it was when you were gone."

I snuggled in closer and he kissed the top of my head. "Have I told you I love you, Bella?"

"Yes. You know I love you too, right?"

"Yeah."

And that was Jacob and I. We didn't need declarations and vows. We just knew. I wondered what that meant, and decided it didn't mean anything. It meant that I loved him and knew him. I loved Edward even if I didn't know him. There was a lot more of Edward to know. Years and years of him. Jacob and I fit so easily together. I molded myself to Edward, but I didn't need to change to match Jacob. They were so different, and I loved them both so very much, just in different ways. I knew, one day, I would have to make a choice. I dreaded that day. I prayed the other wouldn't leave me completely. They were both my friends as much as they were my loves.

Jacob, being Jacob, sensed my thoughts. He pulled me up. "I'm never leaving you, Bella. Even if you do pick him. I'm never going to stop looking out for you, loving you. You know that right?" He held my cheek and put his nose to mine, stroking it.

"I didn't, but I do now. I'll always love you too."

I met his lips then and our kiss was simple, but full. I laid my cheek next to his and breathed with him, feeling our bodies rise and fall together.

"Time to go?" he asked as I sat up again.

"Maybe?"

He sat up then as well, wrapping my legs around his waist before putting his arms back around me. "Maybe not," he whispered. He kissed me again, pulling my chest to his.

I tiptoed through the front door. Charlie should be in bed by now, and I didn't want to wake him. I climbed to my room and found a note next to the jewelry box I'd left on my bed. I hesitated a moment and then lifted it to read.

A symbol of my desire to be with you forever,

Your Edward

He really didn't need to sign it. Who else would it be from? Still, the possessive made me smile. I opened the box now. It was a necklace, with a heart-shaped diamond pendant. It was far too opulent for me to wear, but I would keep and cherish it always. I hoped I could keep Edward for always too. I turned on his lullaby and opened my scrapbook to Watcher Black. I fell asleep with both of them on my mind.

So, Jacob got the first date. Don't worry, Edward makes his reply soon.

Thanks as always to my Betas Sharebear and CullenObsession.

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