Author's Note: First of all, I'm sorry for how long it's taken me to get this updates. I never imagined it would take more than a month for me to get Chapter 10 up. For those of you who recall the one shot I said I was contemplating at the end of the last chapter, I did write it except it became a two shot and wound up being almost 17,000 words before any author's notes so it took a look longer to write than I anticipated. It's called Where I Belong and was last updated on July 1st if anyone who hasn't read it would like to. I hope that between that story and this chapter, the wait for this story was worth it.

As always thank you to all my reviewers and those who followed and/or favorited this story after Chapter 9 (and Where I Belong).

Now onto Chapter 10. Please let me know what you think.

Chapter 10

"How are you doing Matt? Still mad?" Gabby's mother pulled Matt from his thoughts as she came into the room with Gabby's father and Antonio.

"I can't stay mad when I'm with her," Matt stroked Gabby's hair as he spoke, not taking his eyes off her.

"Good. Getting angry isn't going to do anything to help Gabriella," Gabby's mother said sternly as if she was lecturing him.

"I know," Matt admitted. "It's just hard to be okay with everything that's going on. Hearing what the doctor had to say earlier. I love her so much."

"No one's asking you to be okay with any of this. We're all upset, but we have to focus on Gabriella. Maybe that'll help her come back to us," Gabby's mother replied.

"Matt some sandwich platters were dropped off for lunch a few minutes ago if you want to get something to eat," Antonio interjected, seemingly uncomfortable with the awkward conversation between his mother and almost brother-in-law.

"Sure," Matt replied. He still didn't have much of an appetite, and from the moment he'd first walked into this room nearly two days ago, he had never really been comfortable with the thought of leaving it because it meant leaving Gabby's side. Still, he really didn't want to keep talking with Gabby's mother about his behavior earlier. He could probably eat a few bites and then be back in the room in a matter of minutes. Maybe that would be enough time for Gabby's mother to get off this topic.

"I'll be right back baby. I love you," Matt kissed Gabby's cheek as he got up and then headed towards the door.

As he was grabbing a turkey sandwich, Severide approached him.

"You okay?" Severide asked.

"What do you think?" Matt asked. Not Severide too. He didn't need another lecture about how he had acted earlier.

"Stupid question. Sorry," Severide told him. "Seriously though, I really am sorry about Dawson and how rough it's been and continues to be."

"Thanks," Matt said before taking a bite of his sandwich.

"You didn't mention that she had another seizure," Severide said. It was not really a question, just a statement that didn't really require any explanation.

"It was another bad thing that happened, and so many bad things have happened to Gabby over the past few days," Matt nonetheless felt the need to explain. Maybe it was because he was surprised that Severide even remembered that Gabby had had a previous seizure in the first place. It had been one of a litany of problems that Dr. Sanders had told them about when he first briefed them on Gabby's condition. Matt of course remembered every word and every awful detail along with how much worse the sinking feeling in his stomach got with each syllable, but he didn't really expect anyone else to except for probably Antonio.

"The doctor said it's too early to know if it means anything," he continued with a shaky voice. "The thing is I know exactly what it could mean, and I can't let myself go there. Gabby is going to have so much to deal with when she wakes up, and she doesn't deserve any of it. Adding something else to that list is just too much so I do everything I can to not think about it. It hurts too much. Everyone here keeps talking about how lucky she is to be alive, calling her miracle girl. I'm the one whose lucky because she's still alive. No one who got into that bad of a car accident should ever be considered lucky."

They sat there in silence for a couple minutes neither of them really sure what to say after that.

"Matt, there's something I think you should know, but I need you to promise me that you're going to stay calm and not get angry again," Severide broke the silence.

Matt tensed at Severide's words. After their conversation that morning, he wasn't sure what else the man could have to say and why it would come with that warning. Nonetheless, he managed to nod.

"After you went back into Dawson's room earlier, her parents and Antonio talked a little with the woman that had stopped by, the one's whose daughter was in the car that hit Dawson's. It started out fine. She apologized and asked how Dawson was, but then she did something that I think shocked everyone. She asked if she could bring her daughter to see Dawson. Seemed to think it would help her daughter grow up or something like that," Severide explained.

"There's no way Gabby's parents or Antonio would have said yes to that," Matt said as he tried to keep his anger at bay and his promise to Severide. That woman had gall, he's give her that. If he had any say in the matter, there was no way that girl was getting anywhere near Gabby. After all the damage she and her boyfriend had done, she didn't deserve to be in the same room as Gabby, to breathe the same air that Gabby should be breathing, the air that she would be breathing if she wasn't on that damn ventilator.

"They didn't," Severide tried to reassure Matt. Although he knew that what came next was going to do anything but help his friend. "Antonio got pissed, but Dawson's mom said she'd think about it. I barely know the woman so I have no idea if she was serious or not. Figured you should know so you can be prepared in case anything comes of it."

Matt threw his sandwich down on the empty seat next to his. He'd only taken two bites but none of that mattered at the moment. He got up, heading straight back to Gabby's room and her family.

"Matt," Severide called after to him to no avail. He'd go after him, but at this point, it was still just family allowed in Gabby's room.

"You can't seriously be considering letting that girl see Gabby," Matt said harshly but with significantly less anger than he'd felt earlier. He really was trying hard to keep it at bay, not wanting to have a major blow out with Gabby's parents at her bedside. "She has no right to see Gabby after what she did to her."

"I didn't say yes, and I'm probably not going to, but looking at that woman, I couldn't bring myself to say no," Gabby's mother explained. "Gabriella got into her fair share of trouble as a teenager. Nothing anywhere near as bad as this, but she was headstrong and had a temper and that wasn't always the best combination. If the situation were reversed, I would want someone to do the same for my daughter and me."

"If it means anything, I don't want her here," Matt said.

"I think we've figured that out," Gabby's father interjected.

"I don't really like it either, but let's wait until my parents figure out what they want to discuss this," Antonio said. "We all love Gabby and just want her to be okay. That's what matters the most. We're on the same side here so let's just focus on that. She wouldn't want us to be fighting."

"I can do that. Just promise me one thing," he said to Gabby's parents. "That if you're thinking about saying yes, you'll talk to me first and take my opinion into account."

"We will," Gabby's mother reached out and squeezed his shoulder.

"Good," Matt said, his body relaxing, as he moved towards his chair, needing to be able to touch Gabby.

"I swear Shay nothing happened. He just held me. I couldn't sleep, and he was worried," Gabby said as the two women stood in a corner of the firehouse hallway. It was a little after 7:30, and they had all gotten back from their early morning call about fifteen minutes ago. With a little more than half an hour left in their shift at the time no one had seen any point in going back to sleep so they'd all just kind of moseyed about the house. Shay of course had decided to use the time as an opportunity to get the dirt on where she knew Gabby had been when the call came in.

"If you say so," Shay smirked.

"I mean it," Gabby lowered her voice to a whisper before continuing. "I told you earlier. Matt doesn't have any desire to get intimate with me."

"When I saw you coming out of his office, I really hoped that meant you two were turning a corner there," Shay said sympathetically.

"Thanks for being here Shay. You have no idea how great it is to be able to talk to you about all of this," Gabby pulled her into a hug.

"Always," Shay returned the hug.

"Dawson, Shay," Hermann called, pulling them out of the moment as he came down the hall. "Can one of you handle the food shipment that's supposed to come into Molly's this morning for me? Kenny has a dentist appointment, but Cindy just called. Luke woke up with a fever and can't go to school so now Cindy needs me to take Kenny so she can stay home with Luke."

"Wish I could help, but Casey and I have plans," Gabby said, hoping that Hermann wouldn't ask questions about what they were doing. She wasn't really sure what she'd tell him if he did.

"I can do it," Shay said, bringing a sense of relief to Gabby.

"Thanks. I owe you," Hermann said.

"I'll be sure to collect," Shay laughed.

"What do you say we run one more drill before shift ends Dawson?" Hermann asked.

"Am I being punished for not being able to cover for you?" she joked.

"Of course not," Hermann told her. "Just need to make sure you're prepared for anything Dawson."

"Okay," Gabby sighed. "Talk to you later Shay."

"What happened the other night doesn't have anything to do with you not taking the shipment, does it?" Hermann asked.

"I'm not scared of Molly's if that's what you're asking," Gabby told him. "We really do have plans."

"Anything good?" Hermann fished for details.

"We're meeting someone. Can we get started please?" Gabby didn't need Hermann digging for more information. She couldn't tell him they were seeing a relationship counselor and was worried that lying would just create a tricky situation for her and Matt down the road.

Hermann had her running up and down a ladder for the next fifteen minutes while he timed her. Matt came out a few minutes after first watch rolled in.

"There you are," he said as he approached her and Hermann. "I've been looking all over for you. Ready to go?"

"I hope so," Gabby laughed as she made it back to the ground. "Are we done Hermann?"

"Sure, shifts over, and I've gotta be getting home," he told her. "She's all yours Lieutenant."

"Thanks," Matt said as Hermann walked away. Turning his attention towards Gabby he continued. "We have some time before our appointment. Want to go to the diner down the street you like and grab breakfast? Been a while since we've done that after shift."

"Sure," Gabby tentatively smiled at him. She just hoped he was offering because he actually wanted to spend the time with her and not because after what happened the other day at Molly's he was worried about her and wanted to be nice.

They made their way back through the house and towards the locker room. Matt quickly changed, throwing his uniform into his bag and replacing it with his street clothes. Gabby however just stood there, staring at the clothes she held in her hands.

"You okay Gabby?" Matt asked her after a minute.

"Can I change in your office? I don't want to have to deal with any questions if someone were to see me without my shirt on," she replied quietly.

"Of course," Matt told her. He picked both their bags up off the locker room floor and followed her to his office, taking a seat in the chair at his desk while Gabby laid her clothes out on his bed and slowly started to strip, wincing when she discovered that it hurt a little as she moved to take off her shirt and it pressed into her bruised shoulder.

"Jeez Gabby," Matt said as he got his first look at her injuries from the attack.

"What?" she asked confused. Then she noticed Matt's eyes glued to her shirtless torso as he moved towards her.

She hadn't actually looked at her body since getting ready for bed the other night. At that point the bruise was just starting to form. Now the front of her left shoulder was covered in a big ugly deep dark purple bruise. No wonder it hurt when she took off her shirt. The redness around the scratches had gone down, but it was clear her attacker had managed to get her with almost all of his fingers as four long scratches went from the base of her bra on her right side down to her stomach. At least the bra was covering up the scratches that were actually on her breast. Although she was pretty sure that if Matt took a close enough look, he would be able to figure out that some of the scratching was being covered.

"This is what he did to you," Matt's voice sounded angry.

"It's not as bad as it looks," she tried to tell him.

"He drew blood," Matt's voice softened as he ran his hand over the scratches. "Does your shoulder hurt?"

"Only when something presses into it," she told him.

"Then I'll be gentle," Matt said before he ducked his head down, his lips brushing lightly against her shoulder as he placed a sweet kiss on it.

"No one should ever have been able to do this to you. I'm sorry," he continued.

"Matt, I told you. This isn't your fault," Gabby tried to reassure him, the look in his eyes indicating that he was still feeling guilty for not being there.

"I know. It's just I hate seeing you hurt," Matt replied.

"I'll be fine. It's just a bruise and some scratches. We've both been hurt a lot worse," she smiled at him, hoping it would let him know she was physically okay.

"How was your week?" Jessica asked as Gabby and Matt settled into her office for their second therapy session.

"It was fine. We didn't see each other much outside of shift between my working at Molly's and Matt's construction job if that's what you're trying to get at, but it was fine. Just an ordinary week," Gabby said. Matt shot her a look indicating that he didn't think things had been fine all week. Knowing that he meant what had happened at Molly's the other night, Gabby shot him a look as well, indicating that she didn't want to talk about it. She just hoped Jessica didn't notice the exchange.

"Matt you look like you disagree," Jessica commented. "How was your week?"

"It was busy. I'm working to basically gut and redo a fixer-upper that this couple recently bought. They can't agree on what they want at all, and in the week and a half since I started the job I think they've changed their minds about five times. Fortunately, I haven't gotten too far with any one idea before one of them has decided they want to do something else. They're pretty demanding too. I've been there all day every day we haven't had shift, even over the weekend, because they want it done as quickly as possible. It's been completely exhausting," Matt explained. Looking at Gabby he continued. "We had some good moments though. We went out to breakfast after shift this morning, which is something we used to do all the time, even before we got together but haven't done in a while. It was really nice having a chance to just hang out with Gabby again."

"Breakfast was good," Gabby agreed.

"Other than that though, you two haven't had much time for each other over the past week?" Jessica asked.

"I guess not," Gabby admitted. "I don't think we're trying to avoid each other anymore though."

"I'm not," Matt agreed with her.

"Okay, I'm going to give you two an assignment," Jessica said. "For the next week, I want you to carve out at least fifteen minutes every day to spent together, just the two of you. Nothing either of you said to me last week makes me think that you two don't want to spend time together or enjoy spending time together. You were just avoiding each other to avoid your problems. The thing is that just makes your problems worse, and based on my meetings with both of you, communication is really at the root of all your problems. You can't communicate if you don't spend time together just the two of you so do this for a week and we'll discuss how it goes next week."

"Fifteen minutes isn't a ton of time. I think we can do that," Gabby said.

"Definitely," Matt smiled at Gabby.

"Good," Jessica said. "So when we met last week there was something you were concerned about Gabby. Are you still concerned about it?"

"Yes," Gabby said a little nervously.

"Okay, why don't you tell us what's on your mind," Jessica prompted her.

Gabby just nodded. The three of them sat in silence for a minute while Gabby hoped that Jessica would help guide her into the conversation. Realizing that wasn't going to happen, she took a deep breath and then spoke.

"Are you attracted to me?" unsure of how to bring this up, Gabby just said the first thing that came to her mind.

"What?" Matt was clearly not expecting that to be something she would be asking him.

"Do you think I'm attractive, beautiful, sexy, anything like that?" she tried to clarify.

"You know I do," Matt reached out and removed a piece of loose hair from her face before cupping her cheek in his hand. "I mean you were teasing me earlier about watching you sleep. You have to know it's because you are so incredibly gorgeous, and I can't keep my eyes off you. Where is this coming from? Did something happen to make you feel like you're not because if it did, you need to know that you will never have any reason to be worried."

"Then am I bad in bed? A bad kisser?" she was searching for a reason why Matt didn't seem to want her anymore.

Instead of answering her, Matt just stared at her, his face filled with shock and confusion. Gabby was pretty sure he was at a loss for words. Not that she could really blame him. It couldn't be easy to have to explain to the woman you loved, because the one thing she didn't doubt in all of this was that Matt still loved her, why you had no desire to have any sort of physical relationship with her.

"Gabby maybe this isn't the best way to talk about this," Jessica broke into the awkward silence.

"What's going on? What exactly did she tell you or did you say something to her to make her think this?" Matt turned his attention to Jessica.

"Matt, just answer the question, please," Gabby pleaded as she tried not to cry. It didn't feel like this was going well, and that just made her more nervous.

"I just don't understand where this is coming from. Gabby, you are amazing. Don't ever doubt that," Matt said before he pulled her into him and whispered in her ear. "I'm pretty sure it would be impossible to find a better lover than you."

"Then why don't you want me?" she asked.

"What do you mean I don't want you?" he replied.

"You won't touch me Matt," Gabby explained.

"I touch you all the time," Matt said. "Just look at how many times you were in my arms yesterday."

"Yeah, you held me when I was upset, but that's pretty much it Matt," Gabby told him. "You barely kiss me, and when you do it's just a peck here or a peck there. Never on the lips and never passionately. Do you know how many times we've had sex in the last six weeks? Once. You used to not be able to keep your hands off me, and now anytime I try to start something, you reject me. You clearly don't want to have a physical relationship with me. I think I have a right to know why."

"Wait you think I don't want to make love to you," Matt sounded shocked. "Gabby, nothing could be further from the truth. You have no idea how hard it has been to push you away these past few weeks or how many cold showers I've had to take because all I want to do is ravish you. I just know it'll be worth it because I'm doing this for us."

"Huh?" now it was Gabby's turn to have no idea what Matt's words meant.

"The night you asked me to do this, I realized just how close I was to losing you, and that terrified me. The only life I want is the one I spend with you. I promised myself I would do everything I could to make sure we were okay so the first chance I got, I looked up ways to help a troubled relationship. One of the things I read was that sex can be a distraction when you're trying to fix a relationship. That sometimes couples just use it as a mask, thinking that as long as they're having sex everything is okay and don't actually fix their problems, and I don't want that for us. The article said that it can be better to avoid the physical intimacy and put all your energy into the relationship and moving past your problems. That it can help focus the couple on what they actually love about each other any why they're together," Matt explained.

"That is something that can help and that we sometimes recommend. It depends on the couple and the issues though," Jessica said. "It may help you, but I should caution you that we're certainly not at a point where I would advise that. My preference is always to wait and see how things are going after several sessions before starting to even think about suggesting it to a couple."

Gabby felt a wave of relief run through her. It wasn't that Matt didn't want to make love to her. He just wanted to make sure it was something he got to do for a long time. A few weeks or months of celibacy was a small price to pay to make sure they spent the rest of their lives together. Still she'd been suffering the last couple of weeks not knowing what was going on.

"It probably works better if you actually tell the other person that that's what you want to do instead of making her feel like she's not desirable anymore," Gabby told him hurt evident in her voice.

"I meant to tell you," Matt said sheepishly. "I did the research on shift. I couldn't focus on the report I was supposed to be writing because all I could think about was us and how much trouble we seemed to be in so I pushed the report aside and just tried to figure out how to fix us. I didn't want to tell you at work because we're supposed to be keeping the professional and personnel separate, and I didn't want to risk anyone overhearing. Then I guess I just never realized that I hadn't told you. I never meant to hurt you. You never told me how you were feeling though instead you just kept it inside and told her."

"That's what I'm here for Matt," Jessica told him.

"I know, but you still should have told me. We can't fix things if I don't know what the problem is," he continued to address Gabby.

"I didn't know how to bring it up, and honestly, I think I was a little afraid of what you were going to say. That's why I went to Jessica first," Gabby admitted. "But it was only an issue because you kept it from me."

"I wasn't trying to keep anything from you. It really never occurred to me that I hadn't told you, but you want to talk about keeping things from each other. Fine. We can do that. You're intentionally keeping things from me. Not just about how I was making you feel, but also about the fact that you were almost raped. If Hermann hadn't asked me how you were doing, I would have no idea that anything had happened. What were you going to say when I saw the bruising and scratches?" Matt got defensive and angry.

"Wait, what?" Jessica tried to interject but didn't get anywhere.

"I kind of figured you weren't going to see it," Gabby said.

"So what you were just going to change in the bathroom with the door locked or something until it all healed?" Matt asked incredulously.

"No. Just since you didn't seem to have any interest in touching me, I assumed you probably wouldn't be looking at me in any way that would make you see it," Gabby shot back. "You know why I wasn't going to tell you, and you know I don't want to talk about this, that I just want to forget it so why are you bringing it up?"

"Enough," Jessica shouted, finally getting the arguing couple's attention. "Now will one of you please tell me what exactly is going on. Someone tried to rape Gabby?"

"I'm not actually sure what he was trying to do," Gabby said. "But I would really prefer not to talk about it."

"Someone at least tried to force himself on her though, and he hurt her. And despite what she says, I think we do need to talk about it or at least she needs to talk to you about it or someone else who can help her," Matt told Jessica before turning to Gabby. "As much as you want to pretend you're okay, you're struggling with this Gabby. I mean you couldn't sleep last night. You're afraid to let your mind wander. I don't want to fight with you about this, but I'm worried about you."

"And you're apparently mad," Gabby said a little more calmly and quietly.

"Let's take a step back," Jessica interjected again. "Matt, you said Gabby wasn't planning on telling you about this? That you found out about this from somebody else? How did they know?"

"He was there when it happened. I guess he figured she would have told me because you know I'm her fiancée and that would have made sense," Matt started to explain.

"That's not fair," Gabby interjected.

"Okay you two," Jessica cut in. "Just answer the question, and then we can get into everything else".

"Yesterday morning he started talking to me like he assumed I knew what happened only I didn't," Matt continued.

"And how did that make you feel?" Jessica asked.

"I hate the idea of anyone even trying to lay a hand on her. The fact that it actually happened makes me furious," Matt answered.

"And the fact that she didn't tell you?" Jessica prodded.

"It hurts," he admitted.

"Why?" Jessica once again tried to get him to go deeper.

Turning towards Gabby, Matt spoke again. This time directly to her. "I know what you said earlier, and it's not that I'm saying where you're coming from doesn't matter. I know that you're just trying to get through this the best you can, but it doesn't change the fact that I want to know everything that's going on with you. I want to be the person you confide in and trust and turn to when something bad happens. I want to be there for you and support you. When you don't tell me about something like this, I can't do that, and it just feels like you're shutting me out."

"Matt, I –," Gabby started to speak but Matt wasn't done.

"And I think in a weird way I was jealous of Hermann. I realize that he only knew because it happened while you two were working at Molly's, and he walked in while everything was going down. The thing is, reasonable or not, I can't help but feel like if there's one person in your life who knows something, it should be me. The fact that Hermann knew what happened, and I didn't. Well, I don't really know how to explain it. It just didn't sit well, I guess, the fact that Hermann could fill a role that I couldn't after something bad happened," he continued.

"It's normal to feel like that," Jessica said. "This is the woman you love. Why didn't you tell her that you were hurt? You both keep burying how you feel but that just makes things worse."

"It wasn't about me, it was about Gabby, and she didn't need that on top of everything else," Matt answered.

"Matt, you are always going to be the person I turn to and need most. The fact that I didn't tell you, doesn't change that," Gabby squeezed his hand, finally able to get a word in.

"Why didn't you?" Jessica now turned her questioning to Gabby.

"I just wanted to forget about it. I told Matt that I didn't want it to be a big deal, and I guess I was hoping that if I acted like it wasn't a one, then it wouldn't be," Gabby moved towards Matt as she explained. If she was going to be forced to talk about this, she wanted him closer to her.

"There was no part of you that was worried about how this would affect your relationship, especially given all the problems you've been having?" Jessica queried.

"No. At least I don't think so," Gabby said. Truth was she hadn't thought about it like that. "I was so freaked out that night that if Matt had been awake when I got home, I'm pretty sure I would have broken down."

"I'm sorry I wasn't," Matt wrapped his arm around Gabby, trying to be careful around her injured shoulder.

"And then you slept on it and decided not to say anything so what changed?" Jessica prodded.

"It hadn't just happened. The memory wasn't as fresh. I knew I was home and safe I guess," Gabby said.

"That all?" Jessica tried again. "You seem a little unsure."

"Look if Matt's and my problems factored into the decision, it wasn't conscious. Until you mentioned it a few minutes ago, the idea that it had anything to do with my not telling Matt initially, hadn't even crossed my mind," Gabby got defensive.

"Ok," Jessica replied. "Not talking about it and trying to act like it didn't happen though isn't healthy so whether it's with Matt or me or somebody else you need to be willing to talk about it. If you guys want to use some of this time or you want to schedule a separate appointment Gabby, just let me know."

"Whatever is going to make sure she's okay is fine with me," Matt said.

"It just happened. I'd like to see if I can deal with it on my own before getting professional help. No offense," Gabby said. "I promise that if I'm having a hard time, I'll talk to Matt, but if it's okay, I'd like to take some time before making plans to talk to you."

"Of course. As long as you have someone to talk to, that's what's most important," Jessica replied.

"I'll make sure she talks to me," Matt promised.

"Okay. Good," Jessica said. "We're pretty much out of time for today. Is there something either of you think we absolutely need to talk about today?"

"I'm good," Gabby answered.

"Me too," Matt agreed.

"Alright then. I'll see you next week. Good luck with any last minute Christmas shopping," Jessica told the couple as they got up.

"Oh, I'm all set," Gabby said proudly.

"I still need to figure out what I'm getting you," Matt told her.

"Seriously? I can't be that hard to shop for," Gabby pretended to be offended.

"I'm kidding. Yours was the first one I bought," he said.

"What is it?" her face lit up.

"You're just going to have to wait and see," he responded matter-of-factly.

"As cute as this is, I do have other clients to see," Jessica cut in.

"Sorry," Matt said as he took Gabby's hand and headed towards the door.

"You know I never meant to hurt you when I didn't tell you what happened," Gabby said once they were outside Jessica's office.

"I do," Matt reassured her. "And if I had any idea that you were feeling that way, I would never have let you keep feeling like that."

Gabby couldn't help but smile. A couple of weeks ago a fight like the one they'd had in the middle of their session would have ended with one of them storming out. Maybe it was because they had the conversation during therapy, but today they were able to talk through it all and get back on the same page. They'd both screwed up, but it was beginning to look like their relationship was back to getting stronger instead of weaker. That was exactly what she wanted.

Author's Note: Well there you have it. Until next time, please leave a review and let me know what you thought.