A/N: Wow, I cannot believe we are already on chapter ten! Time flys. Anway thank you all for sticking with me this far I really do appreciate it. Hope you enjoy the chapter.

Chapter Ten

It had been a quiet flight; all six hours so far Caroline had kept to herself. Klaus sat on the other side of the plane watching her every move. However, she didn't move. Instead, she sat there staring out the window, lost in thought.

She never once asked him about himself or where they were headed. She just silently followed him to the airport and boarded the private plan. He wished that he could read her mind just so he could figure out what was going on in that pretty little head of hers.

He had watched her for days before he finally introduced himself to her. She seemed like a strong willed girl, one who would stand up for herself. This was not that girl. She had simply allowed Klaus to decide everything, he expected her to put up more of a fight but she didn't.

Klaus turned his attention away, hoping that when she was ready she would approach him or talk to him, anything to know she was alright. The state she was in merely hours ago suggested that she wasn't alright, that she was far from it. Caroline hadn't shared the details on what happened that had led to her falling apart and he didn't ask her.

The pilot announced that they were descending and to buckle up. Klaus looked over to see Caroline absent mindedly buckling her seat belt up before returning her attention back to staring out the window. He couldn't understand it at first, why she had taken such interest in the view. It was only clouds; they wouldn't be able to see very much from where they were.

He didn't really know much about Caroline, in fact he next to nothing about her, but he suspected that she must have never been on an airplane before. He noticed how observant she was when they first arrived and loaded onto the plane. After a thousand years of living and being around when they were invented, he found that they had lost their magic; that they were merely a ways of transportation.

However, as he looked out of his little window and saw as the clouds thinned out and the landscape became clear. The green grass, rivers, streets and roundabouts all came into view and it was all like he was seeing it for the first time. It was truly fascinating, how everything just seemed small and insignificant from up in the sky.

Klaus had been to London many times, spent countless decades as an inhabitant but had never really noticed the beauty of the United Kingdom from such heights. Now he understood why Caroline was so enthralled earlier. Although, perhaps she was just lost in thought or found the scene peaceful. Klaus didn't really know because she wouldn't look his way and her face was stone cold emotionless.

Yet, there was still the light in her eyes; the light that he had grown to adore and look forward to seeing. He would show her that there was more to live for, that being a vampire was better than being dead. He was going to show her the world and all that she has to live for.

Klaus felt the jerky landing as the wheels went down and hit the tarmac but didn't move his eyes from Caroline who was still staring out the window. A few moments later the plane came to a complete stop and the front hatch was opened by an attendant.

He was exhausted from the travelling and just wanted to get to their final was still more travelling to do but not much. They had landed at a small airport just outside London, one where private planes could easily come and go.

Standing up, Klaus waited for Caroline to do so as well but she didn't move from her position which had him slightly worried. "Caroline, love, we're here."

She looked up at him with wide blue eyes that held so much vulnerability and hurt in them. Caroline nodded once before unbuckling her seat belt and followed him out of the plane. They made their way to the car that waited on the tarmac and she got in without question.

The drive to the country side was roughly four hours, all held in silence. He had chosen Leyburn as their destination, knowing London would be too crowded. This would be the perfect place for her to learn how to be a vampire and everything that he had in store for her. Later they could travel into town, when she had proper control and could be trusted.

Klaus had no doubt that she would make an excellent vampire under his influence and teachings. She would learn how to fight and defend herself, something that would give him peace of mind for when she was on her own. Then she would learn how to control her blood thirst. But first she had to learn the basics.

The town car came to a stop outside a classic stone cottage. He had owned the land surrounding it for almost two hundred years and rebuilt the cottage short of fifty years before. It wasn't a particular favourite of his because he wasn't a fan of being in the middle of nowhere. However it was the perefect retreat where he could find some peace and quiet and just paint.

There was a small stone wall that enclosed the front yard in front of the cottage that had a wooden gate. The house was on the larger side and two stories tall. Behind sat rolling hills that were endless and went on for miles.

It was dawn in their current time zone, the sun just beginning to rise over the property.

Klaus got out of the car and heard Caroline copy his actions. When he looked over to her she was staring up at the residence with some interest and curiosity. Although as quick as the flash of emotion crossed her face it disappeared and she was void of it once again.

"We're in Leyburn of the United Kingdom." He told her proudly as he escorted her towards the cottage.

"England?" Caroline squeaked, looking up at him.

Klaus gave her a small smile, "The one and only."

The older vampire led her through the front gate and garden and into the home that they would be residing in for the unforeseeable future. He noticed Caroline take in her surroundings, a kitchen was to their right and a sitting room to their left. All the furniture was up to date, however there were no electronics.

He led her up the stairs where three bedrooms sat and ushered her into the first one. It was light blue in colour with a four poster bed sitting in the middle. A dark dresser sat in one corner with a bookshelf in the other. There was one door to the right leading to a closet and en suite.

Caroline quietly entered the room and looked around. She turned and gave him a small smile before walking over to the bed and collapsing on top of it.

He watched as she curled up within herself, bringing her legs up to her chest and hugging them there. She closed her eyes, wanting to sleep. Feeling like he was invading her privacy he backed away from the room. "I'll be downstairs if you need me."

Caroline didn't answer so Klaus let her rest for the mean time and retreated from the room.

He had feared that her emotions were turned off but they weren't, her eyes gave away the pain she was feeling. There was nothing really he could do for her, which pained him. Klaus wanted to take away all her pain if he could, if that would heal her and make her feel better. But it had to be on her own terms; she had to want to get better before he could help her.

Elena had just broken up with Stefan, yet there she was sitting with him, Damon and Rose at the Boarding house. Rose was explaining the whole deal about what they were up against.

They were seated in the parlour, she sat on the couch facing the fireplace while Stefan sat on a chair off to the side with Damon perching himself on a table on the other side. Rose remained standing and began to pace back and forth in front of her.

"Okay, so you're saying the oldest vampire in the history of time is coming after me?"

"Yes-"

"No."

The older Salvatore sighed, "what they're saying is, I mean, if what she's saying is true-"

"Which it is." Rose interrupted.

Damon got up and made his way towards her, "And you're not just saying it so we won't kill you."

"Which I'm not." She rolled her eyes, interrupting him again.

"Then we're looking at a solid maybe." He finally finished.

"Look, Elijah's dead." Stefan said getting up off the couch, making his way towards her. "Right, so no one else even know you exist.'

Rose jumped in, "not that you know of."

Damon shook his head, "that's not helping."

"Look, I've never even met anyone that has laid eyes on him. We're talking centuries of truth mixed with fiction." Stefan turned to look at Elena who was now sitting beside him. "I mean we don't know he's real, for all we know he could be some sort of stupid bed time story."

"He's real." The other girl emphasized. "And he doesn't give up, if he wants something he gets it. If you're not afraid of Klaus then you're an idiot."

"Alright, we're shaking, you've made your point." Damon said.

Elena grew tired of the three trying to make sense of everything. To her it was simple: Klaus was after her. No matter what way you spun it, whether the curse was real or not, he was coming for her.

She pulled her book bag up onto her shoulder and stood up, getting looks from the others in the room. "Where are you going?" Stefan asked concerned.

"To school." She replied and stormed off.

Elena needed her space from everyone and thing, she needed to make sense of this. There was only one person that could help her and that was the original doppelganger. It looked like Elena was going to have to have a visit with Katherine.

Caroline was in her own world, one filled with a thousand emotions bombarding her at once. There was hurt, guilt, sadness, anger, shame, disgust, and fear. It was true what they said about vampirism, your emotions really are heightened. Caroline didn't know what to feel as she felt everything, so she shut down.

She was in a stupor; a motionless state, one where she does not react to external stimuli. Caroline had barely said two words to Klaus since they boarded the plane. Her normal self would have argued with him or put up a fight just so she could choose where they were going. Instead, she chose a window seat in the small, private plane and looked out the window.

That was the first time Caroline had ever been in a plane. Before she left Mystic Falls Caroline hadn't even been out of her little town. Along with becoming a vampire, everything was new to Caroline on her road trip. It was overwhelming as everything she had done, accomplished, and regretted came crashing down on top of her.

Her conscious was a scary thing. It yelled at her for everything she had done, making her feel the guilt that she had pushed aside for so long. It pained Caroline, that she played into those games and used people the way she had been used not less than a year ago. Caroline didn't want to be that person, she wanted to be better.

Caroline was at war with herself, to be the girl she used to be or become someone even better? It didn't matter at that moment in time as she was lost inside herself, trying to get a grasp on all her emotions. With them being heightened it was hard to concentrate or even think because all she felt was pain. Caroline didn't want to feel anything at all but as hard as she tried, all the emotions were still felt, feeling every single one of every second that passed.

She was so enthralled with her thoughts she didn't notice that the plane had taken off and landed. Caroline barely heard Klaus telling her they were there nor felt him lead her out into an awaiting car. It felt like minutes till he was helping her out of said car and leading her through the cottage. Klaus mentioned they were in England, some town she wasn't really sure where.

The cottage was nice, very typical for what appeared to be the countryside. She took in some detail about the place she would be staying in but found it disinteresting. Klaus silently led her through the cottage and upstairs.

As soon as Caroline saw that he had led her to a bedroom she went straight to the bed and laid down, exhausted from their travelling. Caroline quickly felt herself drifting off to sleep which was a welcomed relief from the reality she was living in.

The dream started out normal, it felt real. In fact it was real; it was a memory from not too long ago.

Caroline was having dinner with her father. He stood on one side of the kitchen preparing his dinner while engaging in conversation. They didn't caught up with each other, what they had missed but nothing of importance, idle chit chat, as always.

There was a loud noise that went through the room, one that was a steel knife slicing through skin. Then a smell wafted through the room, it was a heavenly smell one that sent her body on fire and senses into overdrive.

He had cut himself and the smell of blood was cutting through the clean air. Her father was holding his hand tight to his chest with a towel wrapped around it. "Shoot! Caroline, honey, can you get me the first aid kit?" He asked.

Caroline returned to the kitchen moments later with the first aid kit. The towel her father was holding was now soaked in blood. She held her breath as she got closer to her father.

The smell of blood and the desire for it was overwhelming as she neared the source. Caroline turned away as her father cleaned up the cut that ran along his palm.

Even with the wound covered it was still bleeding; the air becoming overpowered by that one desirable smell. Breathing through her mouth, Caroline fought hard against the basic vampire urges.

It only took a moment, but she had let her guard down long enough for the smell of blood to motivate her. Caroline felt her fangs drop, the veins under her eyes appear and her eyes darken with desire. She could no longer resist and spun around facing her father who had noticed and began to back away.

Caroline wasn't fazed; instead she pressed forward. She had him cornered, he couldn't escape. Caroline reached out and grabbed his hand, tearing off the bandage and pulled it to her lips.

The taste of blood against her lips and tongue was ecstasy.

Caroline was taken off guard when she felt a sharp pain in her side. Caroline stumbled backwards and saw a wooden stake wedged into her side and began to bleed. Quickly, Caroline pulled it out and felt relief as she began to heal.

"I knew it." Her father snarled.

"Daddy, please, I can explain." Caroline pleaded as she reached out to him but he pulled away.

"You're a monster, Caroline." He replied.

"Daddy." Caroline sobbed and the tears took over, streaming down her face. "I didn't want this, I never asked for this."

He looked at her and seemed to be thinking hard about something. "I can fix you."

"You can?" She looked up at him with hopeful eyes.

He just laughed in her face, "No, there is no fixing you, you're a vampire." Her father spat as he ran past her and grabbed the stake and held it to her heart. "The only way to fix you is to kill you!"

Caroline saw what he was planning and flashed behind him. Grabbing his head and pushing it to the side, she exposed his neck. Caroline bit into it hungrily, feeling relief as warm blood circulated through her.

Her father fought back hard against her, but the strength of a vampire was no match to that of a humans. Caroline didn't release him when she felt him relax into her hold or when his heart began to struggle to beat. She finally tore herself away when there was no blood left in his body, she had drained him dry.

Caroline dropped him to the floor and began to sob as she sank to the floor as well. "NO!" She screamed as she flung herself on top of her fathers dead body.

Klaus had been painting in his studio which was hidden behind the kitchen area and stairs. It was almost midafternoon and he was able to sleep for a total of three hours. It was just enough time for him to rest and allow himself to become accustomed to the time change. Being as old as he was, Klaus prided himself on being an excellent traveller and adjusting quickly to the time differences.

There was a large window in the studio which allowed him to look out onto the sparse land that he owned. It was all rolling hills and scattered trees, the idyllic English country side. He had painted the scenery in front of him many times over the years but this time he felt compelled to paint something else.

Klaus began to paint, lost in his own little world of thinking and worrying about Caroline that he didn't even notice what he was painting until he came up for air. The painting was half completed and electric blue eyes were staring back at him along with a beautiful white smile.

He had painted Caroline. Although in this version there was no pain or hurt etched onto her face. Instead, she radiated with happiness like he had only seen on her once before. This was the girl he wanted, the one that held so much light and hope in just her eyes.

Before he could return to his painting there was a loud yell coming from the room above him. Klaus sprang to his feet and using his supernatural speed flashed up the stairs and into her room.

In front of him, Caroline was sitting upright in the bed, covered in sweat. Her eyes were clenched as sobs racked her body. It was a relief to see her like this, especially after she had been without emotions all day.

Klaus rushed to the side of the bed and quickly sat down beside her and pulled her into his body. Her head was leaning on his chest while she grabbed onto his shirt. He was rubbing soothing circles on her back with one hand while the other was smoothing down her hair. The comforting thing was new and unfamiliar but he found he was quickly getting the hang of it.

He pulled back away from her, cupping her face but she refused to look at him by keeping her eyes squeezed shut. "Caroline, what happened?"

Slowly her eyes opened and glistened with unshed tears. He wiped away the ones that had fallen down her cheeks with his thumbs. "I had a bad dream." She whispered looking down into her hands that rested on her lap.

Klaus sunk his head trying to look her in the eyes, "what happened? Why are you so upset?"

"It felt so real. I mean it was real, that really happened but I didn't kill him!" She looked up at him as she tried to make sense of the dream. "He was alive when I left but in my dream I killed him. I attacked my dad and almost killed him, I'm a monster."

Just as he thought she had stopped crying, the tears began to fall again. Klaus tightened his hold on her face and forced her to look up at him, "you are not a monster, Caroline."

"I am! I almost killed my own father and boyfriend when I first turned!"

Klaus gave her a small smile, "but you didn't. That shows you have more self-control than a normal newborn vampire. Sweetheart, you should be proud of yourself that you didn't kill anyone you loved when you first turned."

"But I killed other people! I have killed five people, Klaus; that's not something I can just forget!" She practically yelled as her tears dried up and anger took place.

"I know." He pulled her into his chest again, hoping to soothe her.

Caroline went willingly and rested her head on his chest. He loved the way she easily fit into his arms but he tried not to think about that but instead the broken girl in front of him.

"I don't want to kill anyone."

"I will help you." He stated and felt her tense. "If you want."

Caroline pulled back out of his arms and looked up at him. Her blue eyes were searching through his and he was hoping she saw the honesty and care that were behind them. She wiped away a lone tear that fell from the corner of her eye and looked up at him again, "you will?"

"Yes. I will teach you everything that I know."

She looked almost taken back by his offer, "why?"

Klaus sighed, his true feelings coming to light. "Because I care about you, Caroline."

"Why?" She repeated.

He stood up from the bed, "would you like to go for a walk with me? We can have that talk I know you've wanted to have with me." Klaus smirked as he held out his hand.

Caroline stared at it apprehensively before slipping her small hand into his large one and stood up off the bed. He let go as soon as she was on two feet, feeling the jolt of electricity that shot though him when they touched.

Klaus led the way down the narrow staircase and out the front door. Caroline walked in stride with him, following his lead of walking onto the property in front of the house.

Elena had spent all day at the tomb with Katherine. It had been somewhat successful, she had learned about her history and how she escaped Klaus five hundred years ago. It turned out Katherine had turned herself into a vampire before Klaus could get his hands on her and then had spent every day since on the run.

"So how much is your little story true?" Elena asked standing up from the ground.

Katherine was flipping through her family history and replied without looking up, sounding rather bored. "I have no reason to lie, Elena. I have no reason but to sit here and rot"

"So even if it's partially true, that's the reason why you came back, because you wanted to be the one to hand me off to Klaus."

The older vampire closed her book and stood up, leaning against the wall for support. "Five hundred years on the run, I figured he'd be willing to strike a deal."

"So you got Mason Lockwood to find you the moonstone." Elena realized.

"Right again." Katherine smirked.

Elena stepped closer to tomb entrance, "What else do you need to break the curse?"

"You're getting smarter." She drawled.

It seemed like all the dots were coming into alignment for Elena, everything that Katherine had done had suddenly made sense. "It's not just me or the stone, is it?" Elena paused when everything snapped into place. "Otherwise there would be no reason to trigger Tyler Lockwoods' werewolf curse."

"Witches and their spells. So many ingredients, so many people to sacrifice."

"So you need a werewolf. What else?"

"A witch to do the spell, mine bailed but little Bonnie should do just fine." Katherine replied.

Elena narrowed her eyes, stepping forward. "What else?"

"Vampire."

"Caroline." The human doppelganger realized. Another one of her friends life put in danger.

Katherine gave a slight smirk, "could have been anyone I suppose, but I like the poetry of Caroline. "

Elena gasped. "So you were just going to hand us all over to be killed."

"Better you die than I" She replied before sinking down to the ground.

Elena stood there stunned as everything came crashing over her. This curse that Klaus wanted to be broken involved not only her death but the death of people she loved. This was not going to go over well with her; she needed to figure something else that could be done, something so that her friends would not be harmed.

She turned around to head home, tired of whatever game Katherine was playing when the sound of her voice stopped Elena in her tracks.

"He killed my family just to get back at me for running. Whatever you do to escape Klaus, he will get his vengeance. On your friends, on your family, on anyone you've ever loved. You're doomed, there's nothing you can do to stop it. Unless you have this but there's nothing you can do, Klaus is coming for you."

Elena didn't bother replying as her words began to sink in, enforcing every fear that she previously had.

"So did you ever find Caroline?" Katherine asked, standing up from the floor with mocking innocence as she easily changed the subject. Elena shook her head while Katherine smirked, "too bad."

Elena eyed her and stepped forward. "Do you know something?"

"Possibly."

"Where is she? What have you done with her?" She questioned.

"That's for me to know and for you to figure out on your own. I think I have helped you out enough today." She replied before retreating farther into the tomb.

"Katherine, wait! Just tell me where she is!" Elena shouted to her retreating form. "I just want to help her."

A small chuckle came from within the tomb, "She'll return soon enough, when it's time. You know she is the vampire to be used for the sacrifice. We haven't come this far for nothing."

Elena stumbled back confused. "What does that mean?" She asked to the darkness that was the tomb, Katherine nowhere in sight.

There was no answer, the only sound came from Elenas' sporadic breathing. Suddenly things had gotten much more complicated. Figuring she wouldn't be getting any more answers from her ancestor, Elena left and started towards the boarding house needing to talk with Stefan.

Katherine had retreated back into the cave and heard the human doppelgänger leave only moments later. She slowly made her way back to the entrance of the tomb to where the book of her family history sat. Slowly, she sank to the floor, pulling the book onto her lap she began to read.

A new set of footsteps sounded, the person slowly clapping their hands as they came into view. "Very nice, Katerina." The girl smirked, "very dramatic."

Katherine just rolled her eyes, "what are you doing here? You're supposed to be with Caroline."

"Funny story actually…"

Katherine bolted upright and flashed to the threshold of the tomb, snarling. "I did not come all this way to have you ruin everything!"

The girl laughed loudly at the statement making Katherine snarl. "Looks like you did that all yourself. Look at you, Katherine; you're stuck in a tomb. What are you going to do when Klaus comes to town? You can't simply offer up all your merry band of ingredients from in here."

"What are you even doing here, Brooke?" She snapped.

"Klaus thinks he compelled me to return to this dump to find Elijah. Too bad I'm on vervain." Brooke shrugged. "See, Caroline might have gotten away but with you in here my day had just gotten better. While you rot in this tomb, I'll be taking credit for all your effort and Klaus will grant my freedom not yours."

Katherine tried to escape, pushing against the invisible barrier, wanting to tear into the other girls' throat. "That's not going to happen!"

Brooke laughed and shook her head. "You seem to forget why we were on the run to begin with. It is your fault, Katerina, and I will not let your freedom be granted over mine nor Roses'. I want you to rot in here for all eternity while I happily live out here in freedom."

"That's not going to happen. Klaus is not going to grant you anything!" Katherine yelled.

"We'll see about that." Brooke replied, turning on her heel and walking away.

"When I get out of here, I'll kill you myself. Do not get in my way!" She shouted at the retreating back.

In a second Brooke was back in front of Katherines' face, "No, you do not get in my way." Then she left within a blink of an eye.

Katherine stormed angrily into the tomb, punching the rock walls. This was no supposed to happen. She had done everything for her own gain, not for someone else to swoop in and take it all from her. Brooke was on the outside while Katherine was trapped in the tomb. There wasn't much for her to do in there but think up a plan that would ruin Brooke and any chance at freedom.

Caroline followed Klaus as they walked along a small path that led through the property. He mentioned that he owned the surrounding acres of the cottage and often came here to relax.

The view was breathtaking, nothing that she had seen in Mystic Falls. The view hadn't come close to anything she had seen before in her life. It was stunning, exactly how she pictured the English countryside to look like but so much more.

The green grass was endless, it ran on for miles. Off to one end it looked like there was a small lake with a rope swing. The shrubbery and trees were placed sporadically, adding a mixture of dark greens to the canvas.

They walked in silence, side by, side. He often snuck a glance down at her, obviously waiting for her to start talking but she was enjoying the quiet. There was a peacefulness about the area, that she could be left alone with her thoughts but not have them over run her.

"You seem to be feeling better." Klaus stated, clearly not a fan of the silence. Caroline raised an eyebrow, not understanding what he meant. "Before, you wouldn't say a word; it was like you were in a catatonic state."

Caroline ignored him and changed the subject, "you ever just reach your breaking point? Where you can't take the pain any longer and you want it all to end?"

He seemed almost lost in thought and took a few moments before he answered. "I have once or twice, I suppose."

"And what did you do? How did you handle it?"

"It wasn't easy. You can't let it get to you, you have to fight it, fight to live, because in the end it's your life and you should be happy to be alive. Fight against every insecurity, every negative thought and just live your life for yourself and not anyone else. Find something that makes you happy and pursue it until you're happy to be alive."

She nodded, understanding exactly what he meant. "It shouldn't be this hard."

"No, but its life it's designed to be hard." Klaus smirked.

"So you want me to fight?" She asked, looking up at him.

His smirk faded into a straight line. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, Caroline. But you have only lived two weeks as a vampire; you haven't really given it a chance. You would be surprised at what you are capable of doing."

"How old are you?"

"Over a thousand years old." He smiled warmly and his whole face lit up.

Caroline couldn't help but smile as well, "so then you're a good vampire to learn from?"

Klaus gave a small chuckle, "Yes, I guess I am."

"Well then, teach me." She said.

He stopped walking causing Caroline to turn and spin around to face him. Suddenly he was very serious, his mouth pressed into a hard line. "You have to promise me one thing." Klaus stated. "You have to fight; you cannot give up on yourself. I want you to fight for control, fight to be a better vampire, just fight. Do not give up on yourself."

Caroline nodded, "I promise."

"I only want the best for you."

"Why? What do you see in me?" She asked stupidly. "I'm just some girl you picked up on the side of the road."

Klaus just smirked, "that is a story for another day. Shall we continue?" He asked holding out his arm.

Caroline grabbed hold of his elbow. Neither said another word as they continued on their walk. They didn't have to, a comfortable silence had settled over them and for once Carline felt like she didn't have to fill it.

Oddly enough, Caroline felt better from the day before. Somehow being around Klaus had pushed all her emotions away and being in the country allowed her to feel peace. She wasn't at war with herself, she was simply living.

There was something about the man she was with; an air of intelligence and power about him. He seemed far from her league, especially for being around for so long. She couldn't understand why she interested him, out of every other girl on the planet. Caroline didn't mind, she would take all the interest that an attractive and powerful man like him could give her.

Caroline was going to make good on that promise. She was going to fight and not give up on herself. Caroline felt excited for what he had to offer her, excited for what she was going to learn. To learn what a vampire was truly capable of.

A/N: What'd you think? Mad that Brooke wasn't really compelled? Happy with the Klaroline scenes? Mad about the Klaroline scenes? Let me know!

I just love bitchy Brooke, I'm sorry I had to set her free but she has a long and hard road ahead of her. I hate writing in the scenes from the show but I need them to know where we are with the whole Klaus/curse development in MF or else I would be completely and utterly lost. It's mostly going to be Klaroline now, YAY!

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