Tatsu: Well, my life kind of really boring right now, but even then I put off continuation, in the hopes I'd get reviews

Tatsu: Well, I'm going to start this next part here, which may be my last update for a little bit because I start college in about two weeks, and move in to the dorms in about one week. Either way though, I'd like to get this chapter up before then, and hopefully it'll be the best one yet!

Will: Well, Tatsu doesn't own any part of Fire Emblem, except for this story and what he does with it. If you're wondering about the OCs, he doesn't really own them either, but he did receive permission to borrow them, so all is well and good.

Current Party Members

Will Mirage Rebecca Brian(Kram) Lowen Eliwood

Marcus Dorcas Bartre Hector Matthew Raina

Oswin Serra Patrick Guy Merlinus Hannah

Erk Priscilla Lyn Wil Kent Sain

Florina Akira

Chapter 12: Whereabouts Unknown!

I can't go into the details now. For one, I know this won't stay secret forever. Secondly, now that Florina and Lyn have rejoined us, at least for now, it seems more likely than ever that I'll have to give in and tell them.

I'm not sure how, but like Maria those two have an uncanny knack for not only knowing I was feeling uncomfortable, but also will ask me about it, where as Hector and Eliwood would not, assuming that they either didn't notice, or planned to let me handle my own affairs.

I think Eliwood must not have noticed, because he's far too kind for his own good. At any rate, now isn't the time.

I shall now briefly explain our plan of action. Feeling it wise not to have everyone enter the castle (assuming some last remnants of soldiers may have escaped us) I decided to leave a team outside. This team was led by Mirage, who was then joined by Brian, Raina, Merlinus (Who couldn't fight anyway, but still needs to be mentioned), Hannah (For her fortune telling had no useful tips for seizing the castle), Akira, Patrick, Marcus, and Oswin.

As for the rest, they were formed into smaller squads under the command of Lyn, Eliwood, and Hector.

Hector's Horde (The name was created on the spur of the moment, as usual) was comprised of Dorcas, Bartre, Matthew, Guy, and Serra.

Eliwood's Elite contained Rebecca, Lowen, Erk, Priscilla, and myself.

Lyndis's Legion had Kent, Sain, Wil, and Florina.

With these three groups decided, I felt the battle would go much smoother and our chances for victory would be higher. And so, the battle for Castle Caelin began.

Our forces have defeated the commander who likes to yell. No idea what his name was, but boy could he shout. At any rate, we now move in to the castle, but many Laus soldiers are still here as well. So the battle begins to save the Marquess… and all of Caelin.

The groups had not yet separated, and leading them were Will, Eliwood, Hector, and Lyn. Lyn had been explaining the full details of the surprise attack. "What about the guards?" Eliwood asked concernedly.

Lyn sighed sadly. "Most were killed in the first attack."

Will sighed. "And look at all those soldiers. They're all members of Laus."

Hector huffed. Strategy wasn't his strength, but he felt a need to be part of the conversation anyway. "Then let's be on the look out for any prisoners while we launch our attack. We'll need all the extra help we can get."

In the only holding cell with prisoners in it and a guard, four familiar faces were holding a debate of their own. "Lord Raven, it is not wise to blast our way through when we have no idea of the enemies we may encounter!"

The one with a rather large sword spoke next, indicating he must be Raven. "And I told you, Lucius, I have no intention of staying here!" The man (though to confess, he was far prettier than most men) with long blond hair shook it with a sigh.

The other man, in similar clothing to the monk, spoke next. He seemed more put out by their detainment than anything else. "Well, I heard that Laus just lost the grounds to Eliwood's forces, which means they'll probably be here soon enough. Seems smarter to wait if that's the case. What do you think Chaos?"

A moment later, he regretted having asked her anything, as she looked ready to go berserker on whoever stood in her way. Her Wyvern, Azreal looked, if it was at all possible, even more deadly. "Let Azreal step on them." She said, and the Wyvern gave a screech of approval. Mark sighed.

A soldier banged on the door. "Keep it quiet in there! Hector, Eliwood, and Lyndis are beginning their attack. If you don't want to die before they've had a chance to save you, you'll do as I say."

Raven got a glint in his eye, and approached the door. "Marquess Ostia's younger brother is among the enemy? Very well, let me out." Even though they couldn't see the soldier's face, they could tell he was utterly confused by the silence that followed. "I'll help you, but that Hector is mine."

The soldier seemed to regain his composure, though it still took several seconds for him to answer. "I am no fool."

Raven's voice grew darker. "Then I'll blast through you and this door! Before you had Lucius as a hostage, but now…"

Lucius looked horrified. "Lord Raven, you mustn't! You cannot forget your debt to house Caelin!"

Raven snapped at Lucius. "Shut it! I am no fool either. I just want to kill Hector myself." He turned back to the door. "So? How about it?"

The soldier seemed to relent. If this guy can really kill at least one of our main targets… "Fine, but if you try anything funny your companions die." Mark looked worried at that. He hadn't been hanging with Lucius and Raven for that long, and he certainly didn't want to die for the man's need to kill.

Raven smirked. "Fine, but then you'll be the next to go." With that, the man opened the door, and Raven rushed out. Lucius sighed. Now what were they supposed to do?

And so, I find myself fighting to save this place once again. Will thought, as the three groups continued together. At the moment none of the groups had needed to split off, which was most advantageous. The Laus soldiers, meanwhile, had been scattered and were unprepared for the strikes that came swiftly and decisively.

That is, until a side passage came up. But who to send? Will thought for a moment, his left index finger once again being bitten as he did so. "Eliwood's group will split off here. The rest of you continue to the throne room. If there are any others, Hector's group should split off next." In this, he was acknowledging not only a decent strategy, but Lyn's obviously hidden desire to take down their commander herself.

Of course, if only things had gone smoothly. They moved down the corridor only to run into a solitary swordsman, who glared at them angrily, as though it was their fault for not being the man he wanted. "Leave. I only want Hector. I have no interest in the rest of you." Eliwood gritted his teeth and drew his sword. Lowen readied his lance, while Rebecca readied an arrow in her bow. Erk pulled out his fire tome, and though she was ready to heal, Priscilla was looking curiously at the man. Oddly enough, so was Will, though he also had the Emblem lance (Whose proper name was the Eagle's talon) in hand. He hoped he wouldn't fight though, because in all honesty he had sucked in his bouts with a lance, even more so than with a sword. He was starting to wonder if he'd have more luck trying to learn magic. He'd have to ask Erk about that later.

However, his musing was cut off by the amazing skill of the fighter. With one dodge he made Eliwood's rapier useless, for he followed it up with a powerful blow to the back of the Lord's head with the hilt of his sword. Sadly enough, Lowen's lance was grabbed and he was actually thrown out of the saddle by the man, still holding the same lance. Rebecca received a powerful blow to the stomach, which also knocked her out in an instant. Erk and Will readied for combat, and the man just stood there, looking as haughty as ever. Of course, all three of them jumped when Priscilla suddenly shouted "Brother?!"

Erk and Will looked back and forth between the two, until realization dawned on them as well. Erk couldn't help it, he shouted too. "Raven!"

Raven looked at them, and slowly comprehension dawned on him as well. "…Will?! Erk?! …Wait… is that you… Priscilla?"

Priscilla nodded vigorously. "It is I, Brother."

Raven seemed taken aback. "You've… grown?" Will couldn't help it, his thoughts were his own, after all. Why did he phrase that as a question? "What are you doing here? It's been ten years…" Well if it's been that long, you can't really expect her to be a tiny person still, could you?

Priscilla smiled. "I could never forget my real family, even though my adopted father treated me with so much kindness. I was worried about you though, so I began searching for you."

Raven seemed to be mulling over something in his mind. "You've come a long way all by yourself."

She shook her head. "Erk has been an excellent guard for me, and thanks to Lord William's help, I've joined Lord Eliwood's company and have been traveling with them. Everyone has been so very kind to me. And now at last I've found you, brother."

Raven scowled, but he also saw this as an opportunity. If he was closer to Hector, it would be easier to kill him. Of course, he'd challenge the man to a proper duel first, so there wasn't any complaints about Hector's lose and his death. "Friends… with him…" He still seemed reluctant, and yet firm when he spoke next. "Very well, I shall join you."

Erk and Will looked dumbfounded. Lately it seemed they were becoming more alike in their expressions, which was odd in and of itself, but Will spoke next. "You'll… come with us?"

Raven scratched his head. "I've never been able to refuses my sister anything. Besides…" He trailed off, obviously not wanting to continue. He changed tact, anyway. "Does anyone else know about your lineage… or mine?"

Priscilla shrugged. "I haven't talked about it, though it's obvious Erk knows, and I think Will knew." She glanced at Will, who merely shrugged as though to say 'Well, it's not like I was going to bring it up.'

Raven spoke on the information he had gathered. "I'd like for it to remain secret between ourselves and Lucius." He glared as if to say 'or else.' "Also, I'd like our relationship to remain secret as well, Priscilla. I am no longer Raymond. I am simply Raven."

Will and Erk nodded. This was not really their decision. Priscilla hesitated, and then nodded as well. "I assume you have your reasons. I understand." Will directed her and Erk to start taking care of Eliwood and the others, while he and Raven went down the corridor a little further.

The soldier raised his spear. "I should've known you'd betray us!" But before he or Raven could take a step towards each other, a blast of what seemed to be light magic blasted the door open, and also blasted the guard who was standing just outside it. From the cell, Lucius, Mark, and a very angry Wyvern rider emerged. Will, for the third time today, looked utterly dumbfounded.

Mark raised an eyebrow. "You know, that look really isn't befitting of a tactician like yourself, now is it?" He asked his light tome in hand. Lucius was praying over the now dead guardsmen, and Chaos, for obvious reasons, still looked livid.

"Oh shut it." Will snapped, and then looked at them. "It's great to see you all, but now isn't the time. We should return to other corridor." Azreal roared and began stomping forward, forcing the rest of them (who were at that time positioned most unfortunately in front of the very unhappy Wyvern) to run back down the corridor, just managing to yell at the others, who were now back in form as well, to run. They did as soon as they saw the demonic pair, which immediately turned away from the throne room and stomped down towards the entrance. Will raised an eyebrow.

Lucius and Raven, meanwhile, were holding a whispered conversation, while Mark introduced themselves to Eliwood and the others, who were all out of breath from their little jog. "Did you have a change of heart, Lord Raven?"

Raven shook his head. "No, merely a change of plans. The closer you are to your enemy, the easier it is to strike." Lucius couldn't help the sigh that escaped him after those words were said.

Rebecca, on the other hand, was remembering a conversation (if it could be called that) held with Wil moments before the invasion. "Rebecca? Hey! Yeah! Rebecca!"

She looked at him with utter indifference. Right now, she wasn't interested in talking to him. Especially after finding out where he had been and why. "Who are you again?"

He had seemed taken aback. "Huh? Well… don't you… The guy next door! Wil, remember?"

Of course she did. It was the whole reason she had followed Will in the first place. But she wanted to give him hell first. "I know of no such person."

Again, he looked shocked. "Really? Well… I guess I have the wrong person. Sorry." And he walked off."

She hadn't expected that. Not only that, but after two years he still recognized her. Something pulled at her to stop him, but all that came from her was a half-hearted shout of "Wait!" He didn't hear her, and now the invasion was beginning. "…Drat."

Hector knew Will had knowledge of strategy, but he was impressed by the complexity of this plan. No I'm not. All tacticians must plan for all contingencies. Nevertheless, Will did seem much more… dedicated than others. But his plan wasn't perfect. There had been two side rooms that had soldiers flooding out of them, and his group stayed behind to fend them off while Lyn went on ahead to deal with the commander.

But, his group was stronger and more resourceful than the soldiers, and again Hector couldn't help but wonder if Will hadn't planned this. Serra handles our injuries while we take down each soldier and Matthew steals whatever he can for our future use. Not only that, but he planned this so Lyn, intent on taking back the castle, could finish the job herself. He not only factors survival rates and strength of each person, but their personality and pride as well. Lyn may not have been able to face us again if she hadn't done something useful in recapturing the castle. (And so, Hector was impressed). No I wasn't. I said he was efficient. (Which means the same thing.)

Kent swung his sword with ease, dispatching his soldier, while Sain reared on his horse, scaring the man he was facing, and then barely hitting his mark on the downswing with his lance. Kent sighed. "Sain! Take it easy out there, okay? We aren't the only ones fighting, so feel free to stand back and let others attack on occasion as well."

Sain shook his head in a resigned way. They never saw eye to eye on this point. "Ah, but then how would I show off my amazing skills?"

Kent raised his eyebrows. "Show off for whom?"

Sain looked affronted at the fact Kent didn't already know the answer to this question. Although it was quite amusing as well. "Why, for all the lovely ladies, of course! This is the best time to make them fall for me, by having them witness my skills in battle! After all, the hero must look good for his admirers."

Kent sighed. "You never change. Stop thinking like a berserker and more like a team player!"

Sain shrugged. "I'll be just fine, mother. I'm off!" And true to his word, he rode back into the fray.

Kent tried, but failed to stop him. "The bloody fool…" He said, though a small smile was on his face, as he followed Sain into battle once more.

Florina and Wil had managed to dispatch the rest of the warriors in the room, and now Lyn squared off with the commander, and though he had a lance, she felt like this was a battle she could win.

"I am Bernard, and now I will face you." He said, and pointed his spear at Lyn.

"I am Lyn of the Lorca, and I shall be the one who kills you." She responded, her Mani Katti at the ready.

The older commander laughed. "We shall see!" And the battle began. Bernard's first strike was faster and of longer reach than her sword, but she spun to the side, lightly deflecting the lance to the side with her own sword, and rushing forward. Her first strike merely glanced of the man's armor, and she realized it wouldn't be too easy, and his lance was now headed for her again. She ducked, and swung at his feet, only to again meet hard steel that blocked her blow.

His third strike glanced her side, and she winced in pain, but on pure instinct drove her sword into the over side of the elbow, which was not covered in armor. The man had no choice but to drop his lance, stumbling backward, but it was too late. Quick as a flash Lyn had drawn her sword from the wound, and made a clean, quick cut at the neck. Bernard's head fell to the floor, followed by his body, and Lyn bowed respectfully at her fallen opponent.

Everyone who was present (including Eliwood's and Hector's groups, who had just arrived) were now congregated in the throne room. "Grandfather?" Lyn asked tenitavely in a carrying voice, hoping to here a response.

Will, meanwhile, was crouched by the throne. "By the Saint." Lucius gave him an affronted look, but he ignored it as the others were now staring at him curiously. "Here… on the throne… it's blood."

Florina let out a little whimper. In contrast, Lyn expressed herself by yelling. "No! It can't be!"

Will waved his hands to calm her down, speaking over her (which must be said, was quite difficult to achieve). "Don't panic yet! He might only be injured. We should split up and start searching for him."

"You're actions are far too predictable, Will." Said a voice from the shadows, and everyone, even the thieves accustomed to hiding themselves, jumped.

Hector, however, recognized the face that materialized out of the darkness. "You… Leila!"

"It's been a long time, Lord Hector." She said, bowing low. Then she motioned for the three Lords and Will to follow her, which they did, while the rest of the party began healing and setting up for rest, a few going to fetch the members still outside. (Of course, they didn't expect to find the angry Wyvern that almost flattened them, but lucky no lasting injuries were caused by it or its rider).

"She's a spy for Ostia." Hector said to the three of them, once they were out of earshot.

"Lord Eliwood of Pharae, Lady Lyndis of Caelin, and…" Her eyes were unreadable as she continued "Will. I am Leila, a pleasure to make your acquaintance." They each nodded in turn, Will a bit slower than the others, and Lyn with obvious concern in her eyes. Leila sighed sadly. "I have tried, but Marquess Caelin… is going to die. I suspect he has maybe ten minutes left." She stopped, and pointed to the door. Lyn rushed through it, but the other three remained outside.

It wasn't that they didn't want to see him, but it only seemed right that his last moments be with his granddaughter. They had no right to intrude on that. Instead, Hector leaned against the wall, and spoke to Leila. "Why are you here?"

"I am following Lord Uther's orders." She responded. "In investigating Marquess Pharae's disappearance."

Eliwood gulped. Will looked at him. "You know, worrying isn't going to change anything." Elwood looked back at him, and shrugged in an 'I can't help it' sort of way.

Leila continued as though she had not heard this. "My conclusion is that Marquess Pharae is alive. Due to my posing as a Black Fang member for over a year, I have gained this knowledge."

Eliwood seemed pleased, yet worried at the same time. Could Erik's information be true then? Leila was not a mind reader, and continued without worded interruption. "The Black Fang is a guild of assassins founded over ten years ago by a man named Brendan Reed in Bern. Their influence spread quickly after that. Originally, they only targeted nobles who abused their powers, and were regarded as heroes because of it. However, due to information gained by deserters such as Will and Mirage, we've learned that in the shadows there was a much more sinister plot. Even then, it was not noticeable until over a year ago, when Brendan Reed remarried. Their operations have changed dramatically since then. Now they will take any target, as long as it's for the right price. It doesn't matter what difficulty, and anyone is fair game."

Will was thinking. "I'm guessing Nergal is behind Reed's new wife, so the Black Fang are really following his orders and not Reed's. And that bastard Ephidel serves under Nergal, and has been pulling Marquess Laus's strings. And in his old age and fear, Marquess Santaruz followed him."

Leila nodded, confirming this guess as true. "Next was Marquess Pharae. I am unsure whether he endorsed it, but currently he is at the Dragon's gate with Marquess Laus."

Eliwood looked puzzled. "Where is that?" He asked, and was surprised when Will answered.

"It's a small island off the coast of Lycia, called Valor."

Hector glared at Will who simply looked back in response. He had worked under Nergal, after all. Of course, they hadn't known where Eliwood's father had been, so there was no need for him to mention the island before, but Hector was still mad. "Of all the places... the dread isle?"

Will shrugged. "It may be said that those who set foot on the isle never return, but it's been Nergal's base of operations for years. Truthfully I was trying to figure out a way to attack it when I ran into Eliwood."

Eliwood smiled, but it quickly turned into a frown. "I suppose I must go there then."

"You aren't going alone, you know." Will said with a smile. "You'll need some good tactics if we're planning on coming back."

Hector grunted. "And there's no way in hell you're leaving me behind."

Eliwood nodded. "We'll set out as soon as the funeral is done. Caelin will need help burying its dead." The mood, which hadn't been very bright, was now downright depressing.

Meanwhile, we must turn to Lyn, who was holding her grandfather's hand, and a few tears were falling down his face. The old man smiled weakly, his eyes slightly clouded. "Now Lyndis, you shouldn't cry for an old man like me. I've lived a good life."

She couldn't help it; the tears were truly falling now. "But there was still so much… that we haven't had the chance to share."

"And yet," the old man said, that smile still on his face, "look at all the things we did get the chance to share." He looked up at the canopy of his bed. "Perhaps now I can go on in peace, to the halls of my ancestors."

Lyn squeezed his hand tightly. "I don't want this. I don't want to lose you."

"There is no stopping it, my dear child. My body is broken. At least now I can hold my head up high when I face Madelyn and your father in the afterlife. I can apologize properly…" His breathing was now becoming more ragged, his words becoming softer, and harder to string together.

Lyn was crying in earnest now, unable to say anything as the man continued to talk. "I am…. So glad… I got this year with you… so glad. And you… have… wonderful friends… they will help you… I know you must go." His smile was weaker now, and his voice even softer. His hand slipped from her grasp, gently touching her skin. "I know your face now, Lyndis. Thank you… so much…. I… lov—" and his hand fell back to the bed, his eyes closing, and his last breath rattled out, and the Marquess of Caelin moved no more.

Two days had passed, and the group now stood at the graves of fifty men, one of which was the Marquess, and all of which had given their lives to keep the country from falling. Leila had also stayed, saying she could get back quicker than they would be moving, and would have no trouble if she said she had gotten sidetracked, but giving Ephidel some money (courtesy of Hector) and saying it was from her mark, would get her off the hook.

It was silent, until suddenly, Will had stepped forward, and begun speaking. He wasn't sure what made him do it, but he spoke nonetheless. "Even though I fought, and killed, and have done many things I regret, I never thought it could turn out like this. Even then I used to think that war was a far off thing, something that happened in a far off land, to people I didn't even know. Now, I know that Nergal plans to start a war, and as far as I know he's starting one just for the sake of watching other people die. I'm not doing this out of revenge. I'm doing this because I know it's what must be done, and we're the ones that have to do it. And so I swear, by all the people I've lost, and all the things dear to me now… I will stop Nergal."

It was silent, but a moment later Sain had shouted his approval. This was followed by Wil and Rebecca, then Lowen and Mirage, and soon everyone had shouted their approval, even the stiff ones Patrick, Oswin, and Marcus did so. Merlinus actually burst into tears and sputtered about what a fine man he was serving under. Eventually, they dispersed, leaving the Lords and Will standing at the graves. Lyn finally spoke. It was the first time that day she had. "I'm coming with you, you know."

The three of them looked at her in alarm. "No, it isn't out of revenge, though a part of me screams that I should butcher every Black Fang member I find for what they did to Caelin, but… grandfather said I should go with you. And for that request, and that alone, I want to help you. I'm sure the rest of Lyndis's Legion would agree. Sain certainly seemed to." She said, and Will smiled slightly, turning to Eliwood.

"You guys…" He said, seeming to find words hard at the moment. "You give me so much strength. I don't know how I'll ever repay you."

Hector grunted. "Just don't mention it. EVER. You're freaking embarrassing sometimes, you know?" He said, and Eliwood chuckled.

"Well, it seems our course is decided from here on out." Will said, and the three looked at him in confusion. "Oh come on, we have to go to Badon, obviously. That's the only port town we'll have the slightest chance of finding a boat to take us to the Dread Isle." They still looked confused.

Hector huffed. "Well, you're the tactician, so we've got no choice but to follow your lead, right?" He said, and left, waving over his shoulder. Lyn and Eliwood quickly followed. Will couldn't help but smile. Hector wasn't such a bad guy… once you got to know him.

Leila was all packed up and ready to go, but she turned, and the reason became apparent as Matthew dropped down from the tree he had been roosting in to face her. "So… you're off to do more dangerous work, Leila?"

She sighed. She knew he was worried about her sharing the same fate as Maria, but she was being much more careful than her sister. In all truth, Maria had been so eccentric it was surprising she had been a spy at all. "Spies always have dangerous work, Matthew."

Matthew scratched his chin, knowing that point to be perfectly true. After all, his mission wasn't a cakewalk either, despite it being much easier due to all the extra people. "How long is this mission going to last?"

Leila shrugged. Mission time was never predetermined, and this one especially so. "Hard to tell, but since we're both trying to save the Marquess, I assume our missions will finish around the same time."

Matthew nodded. He had also been thinking this. "Well then, after this mission is done you'll have to visit my hometown." She looked confused, and he continued, only his voice showing his embarrassment. "To meet my parents." She looked at him still and he scratched his chin again. "Well, that's just the way it is, see ya!" And he was gone, not even waiting for a reply.

Leila shouldered her pack. "He's as slippery as ever… didn't even wait for me to tell him yes." And she also left, though she was blushing, and had possibly the brightest smile she'd had on in a long time.

Tatsu: Well, that's that. I just realized what a heavy chapter this is. I mean, Raven's all into the revenge thing, Marquess Caelin bites it, and we all know what's going to happen soon (Assuming you've played the game, of course. If you haven't, at least you're reading this fic).

I didn't mean to be so depressing, but my humor fics have never really been that good, and this fic is a lot more serious (I think) than many others, so I tried to keep that tone. Hope it worked.

Also, Mark and Chaos are back! I got to say, these two and Mirage are by far my favorite OCs. Probably because I find them so much easier to work with. Not that I dislike the others, but Patrick and Akira are hard to mix in, though I will be having much longer side chapters now, than before, since the party is expanding.

Also, I hope this won't happen, but due to the nature of these battles (As I'm sure you noticed, they are definetely not kid friendly) I may have to change the rating to M. I hope that does not happen, but if it does I'm warning you now, so you'll still look for and read my fic. Well, then again I haven't been told to change it to M yet, but all the same, I feel like I should be cautious. DOn't want this to be deleted or anything...

And yes, I haven't had one in a while, and even though the Badon chapter is technically a 'side' chapter, I'm doing one more before that! I'm sure you know what it is, and if you don't you do now!

Next chapter: The Pegasus Knights of Ilia!

"For some reason, Will has been avoiding me…"

"You guys aren't going to take no for an answer huh?"

"Mirage, you really have to watch that temper of yours."

"I don't know, this seems more like a suicide mission to me."

"Would you like to join our brigade after this mission is over?"

"How could this have happened? Everyone… everyone is…"

"We're the only ones left."

"No, I can't go there with you. I'd end up dancing with you… and I'd never want to let you go."

Yes, it'll be another heavy chapter, but one I've planned since the beginning of the series. So please stayed tuned and make sure to Read, Relax, and Review! See you next time!