(I promised some people that I would have this out before Monday. And technically it is out before Monday. Where I live it won't be Monday for another two hours. LMAO! And now that I have this typed up I'm going to bed. I hope you enjoy it, but I'm warning you it's not my best work. Longer than heck, but not my best work. And still angsty. I plotted out the next couple of chapters though, and it'll get better. I promise. You guys'll LOVE chapter 17. I can't wait to write it! Back to the matter at hand though; REVIEWS = LOVE!)

Disclaimer: Sleep. Wait! No! That doesn't go there. Um, I don't own Supernatural or One Tree Hill, or rights to ANYTHING you see in either show. Well, no I do own something you see in SPN. The lust most of the girl have for Dean Winchester, but that's it. And now, SLEEP! Wait, NO! Yet again that's not right. And now, READ! (And review!)

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Life at Home

Ch 14 – Fighting for breath

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"Are you going to tell me or are you just going to stare at me all night? I mean I know I'm pretty, but come on Sam!" Haley directed towards her former best friend with a warm smile. She couldn't help but to smile at him. He was her Sammy back from the dead. Literally. She mentally cringed at that thought. She couldn't believe he had died. That was just serial. He died. As in dead. She couldn't even fully grasp that. Although she had to admit he looked like the walking dead. He looked wore out and like he wanted to take a permanent dirt nap. She just wanted to hug him and take away all of the weight on his shoulders. And all she knew about was the death part. Not the Lucifer part.

Dean on the other hand, she wouldn't even look at. The brief look she got at him broke her heart. He looked like a boy who had gotten separated from his mother in a shopping center and was lost and scared out of his mind. She wanted to take him into her arms and never let go. But he had broken her heart and Haley James had self respect if nothing else. The only reason she had comforted him before was the fact that she was still madly in love with him. And because of that fact she couldn't stand to see him looking as broken as he did. Then, of course, he rejected her. Yeah, that hurt like hell, but it also showed her something important. He was completely over her, if he ever really cared for her at all. That was what Haley thought. She didn't realize that Dean loved her more than he thought possible.

"Um, well…" Sam had no idea how to tell her the news. How did you go up to someone you cared for and tell them their life was in danger because of you? Especially after you, or your brother, screwed up their life already. Because just like she could read Sam, and Dean, and see how dead they were, Sam could read her. She wasn't dead inside like the Winchesters. She hadn't seen half the things they had. But she was heartbroken and perpetually fucked up, and Sam could see that from one look at her. So could Dean, but he didn't want to admit he had caused that much damage to something he loved so dearly. Although some might question that he loved her, because he left. But he did. Does. Always will love her.

Sam just didn't know how to tell her. Dean knew her better though. Well, not really. Sam knew her backwards and forwards, but Dean knew her deeper. Not really better, but on a deeper level. Haley and Dean were so different. Haley was a dreamer. She smiled brightly and loved with her whole heart. She was a family girl and was quicker to let people into her heart then to her body. Dean on the other hand had been turned cold by hurt and seeing things people should never see. He hid behind a smirk and didn't let people in or at least made them work to be let into his heart. He also was a ladies man. He didn't let people into his heart, but he was the king of random hook ups.

With all those differences there were also some startling similarities. Like Haley was a family person, so was Dean, in a way. They had both been left by the only family they had ever had, but would still do anything for them. Family, and people they considered family, were the most important people to them. And they just understood each other. So yeah, Dean knew Haley deeper due to an understanding between the two. A deep connection. So Dean knew that, just like he would, she would just want the two boys to spit out the news. She wouldn't want them to treat her like a breakable porcelain doll. She would want the cold hard truth straight up. So he gave it to her. Granted not gracefully.

"Your life is in danger," Dean blurted out. There was so much emotion swimming around in his deep green, normally dead, eyes. Emotions like frustration, anger, and longing. Haley just scoffed and rolled her eyes. She refused to look at him though. She didn't want to see his eyes that she fell in love with. She might forget about all the hurt he caused and go running into his arms. Because while she was sure Dean didn't want her heart, she knew he would want her body. Dean was a man whore, she knew, and he would go after any girls he could get. She would be an easy target if she looked in his eyes. And she couldn't have that. She wouldn't be used liked that again. She refused.

"And let me guess; I have to come with you if I want to live?" She bit out sarcastically. Sam had to bite back a laugh. Haley, who he still considered to be his best friend, looked like a petulant child. Her head was tilted away from Dean, her arms were crossed against her chest, and she was glaring at the wall. She looked quite adorable in a childish way. "Now tell me the real reason you're here, Sammy," she requested sweetly and once again Sam had to bite back a laugh.

Dean walked towards her and yanked her off the couch by her arm. Her arm almost tingled at the touch she was so aware of him. He stood to where his hands were on her shoulders and he was starring into her eyes. Her beautiful and deep honey brown eyes. The eyes that were basically windows into her heart and soul. The eyes that were screaming out that she hated Dean Winchester. That was like a blow to the gut to him. But she had her reasons for hating him. She hated that she ever fell in love with him, she hated that he left her, and she hated that after all those years she still loved him. Most of all she just hated him.

"Do you really think I would joke about that!?" He demanded, appalled. He got that leaving her in the middle of the night was a jackass move, but did she really think that little of him? Had she really lost that much faith in him? That thought alone was physically painful.

"Well you always did have a pretty fucked up sense of humor," she sneered, but her eyes were focused on the side of his face. She still couldn't look at him. She instead looked at the line of his jaw and the stubble that lined it. She remembered how she would kiss the line of his jaw up until she reached his ear. Dean huffed out a breath, breaking her out of her lust filled ravine. He grabbed her jaw and made her look him in the eyes.

"You should know me better than that," he insisted. Her honey eyes were sucking him in just like they did three years before. He just wanted her to stop trying to hurt him, because he knew that's what she was doing. She was doing or saying anything to spite him.

"Well, I thought I knew you pretty damn well three years ago, but then you slept with me and then left right after. I don't appreciate being used, Winchester. I don't think any girl would," Haley bit out, revealing why she was so hurt. Sam just stared at his brother. He hadn't known that Dean and Haley had made love before they left, he frankly didn't want to, but it made everything different. That was just…morally wrong. Especially when you had a view on sex like Haley did. Dean just scoffed and laughed a little.

"Is that why you think I left? You think I got what I wanted and then bolted?" Dean questioned with a cold tone. He never thought about it like that. He figured Haley was so mad because he left and she didn't know why. Not because she thought he used her. He realized that it turned one of his greatest memories into one of her worst. She probably regretted ever sleeping with him. When he cherished that time.

"What else am I supposed to think?" She demanded strongly. Dean just smirked a little and one of his hands found its way to the small of her back and pulled her closer. He just needed to feel her. He had been without her for so long.

"I don't know, Haley. Maybe you should give me the benefit of the doubt and entertain the fact that I might have left because I needed to."

"Did you need to?" She questioned back breathlessly. She couldn't believe that he was there with her. She was with Dean Winchester again. She felt alive for the first time in three years.

Dean looked at her thoughtfully. Did he need to leave? "No," he answered thoughtfully and Haley's face that had softened, hardened again. She started to pull away, but he just tightened his grip on her. "But I thought it was for the best," he continued and she froze in her efforts to get free. Haley was going to question what he meant, but Sam was feeling much more than a little awkward.

"Um, you guys can hash this out later. When I'm not in the room, since I'm half afraid clothes are going to start flying," Sam paused for a minute and Haley blushed while Dean smirked. Haley then realized she was being nice and cooperative with Dean and she could have that. She pushed him away and strutted to the opposite side of the room. Dean just shot her an irritated look while she avoided his eyes. "Or not. Um, we should probably get on with the news. Um Hales, Dean was being serious," Sam said bashfully. Haley's heated gaze shot towards him.

"What?" She asked numbly, not even wanting him to answer.

"Hales, it's the apocalypse and angels are after you," Sam told her and she just stared at him.

"Um, can you, well, start from the beginning?" She requested, having no idea what he was talking about. So Sam told her everything. Well, almost. He told her about Lucifer and Michael. He told her about the angels and demons, but he didn't tell her about his demon blood addiction, he couldn't. He stopped talking after he told her why they believed she was in danger from the angels and demons.

"Hales?" He questioned after she had been quiet for awhile. Both Dean and Sam just stared at her, gauging her reaction. She took a deep breath and met Sam's eyes.

"So let me get this right, some wannabe badass angels are after me to get to you two. To kidnap me until you say yes to letting them wear your bodies. Does that sound right?" She questioned, her feisty attitude showing through.

"Haley…" Sam started; already knowing where she was headed was not a good place to be.

"So my life is in danger all because of you two wannabe ghost busters," she bit out ruthlessly.

"Hold up now, Sweetheart," Dean cut in, making his presence known once again. "We're not wannabe anything, we're the real deal," he said with a charming grin. Haley just wanted to smack it off his face.

"You know," Haley started, starring at Dean then. "This isn't the first time I wish I could jump in a time machine and smack myself in the face for ever starting a relationship with you," Haley told him seriously.

"Can you not blame me for something that's not my fault for once?" Dean requested. That shut Haley up for a minute. "Now, I'll watch you and make sure no angels get to you and Sam'll keep Brooke safe," Dean told Haley calmly.

"Oh, no. Not happening," Haley said and Dean groaned.

"Why not!?" He demanded.

"If you think I'm letting Sam anywhere near Brooke, you're nuts. Plus, I really don't want to benear you," Haley told him with an obviously fake smile.

"Aw, why not Hales? Because I used you," Dean sneered. Haley's fine façade fell and both boys could see genuine pain on her face as clear as day.

"Get out," she demanded, pointing towards the door.

"Haley…" Dean started.

"I sad GET OUT!" She yelled. Sam just stared at the two with sad eyes. They would be perfect for each other if they would just open their eyes and see it.

"Whatever," Dean huffed and left. He would go watch after Brooke. Well, more like stalk Brooke.

Haley rubbed her temple as the tears tried to come.

"Are you ok?" Sam asked quietly while going over and sitting next to her. He pulled her into a hug.

"No," she answered honestly and held on tighter to Sam, all the while wishing he was Dean.

"I didn't know he left you after…but he didn't use you, Hales," Sam told her. He wanted to clear his big brothers name. He had good intentions at heart, but then again he always did. Haley pulled away from him and glared into his puppy dog like eyes.

"How dare you even pretend to know what happened," Haley sneered and pushed Sam away. "Why else would he leave me after we had sex, which he never pretended, he didn't want!"

"He wanted to keep you safe and out of harms way!" Sam exploded.

"That worked out greatly didn't it?" She asked sarcastically. They were both breathing heavily from their fight. "Don't come and preach to me when you haven't been here!" She demanded.

"What happened to us?" Sam asked quietly.

"What?"

"We used to be best friends and I have a feeling that's not the case anymore," Sam said and flashed her an encouraging smile.

"You weren't here when I needed you. In fact you left with the reason I needed you. Leaving the only person who has always been there for me behind. I love you Sam, and I still consider you one of my closest friends, but we will probably never be the way we were before." They just stared at each other, the hurt of a great loss obvious in each others eyes. The loss of a friendship they both thought could survive anything.

"He's my brother, Hales. I had to go with him," Sam tried to explain himself and Haley just flashed a sad smile.

"I know. I understand why you left and I respect and love you for going with him. That doesn't change the fact that you left. And didn't call," she pointed out. They would have been fine if he picked up a phone. Instead he just dropped off the face of the earth.

"I didn't know what to say," Sam admitted in a low voice.

"How about .that you were sorry?" She suggested.

"I am," he told her sincerely. "But, he didn't use you," he insisted once again.

"I can't…" she stood up. "I'm going up stairs. I just…need to be alone," she said hastily.

"Haley!" He exclaimed. He didn't understand why she couldn't listen to him. He didn't realize just hearing Dean's name was killing her inside.

"There are plenty of spare rooms if you want to stay here. To you know; keep the big bad angels away. If Nathan comes, let him in. He probably will. He always comes before morning. Um, bye Sam." And with that she went up to her room. Sam followed and found a spare room to stay in. He would watch Haley while Dean watched Brooke. But only for the night. The next day would be different.

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As soon as Haley woke up the next morning she was met by two piercing blue eyes. She laughed a little at her ex-husband.

"Watching me sleep, again? Isn't that a little too Edward Cullen like? Not to mention totally creepy," Haley told him and he just smiled briefly. He brought a hand down a traced her cheek bone with the back of his hand.

"You are so beautiful," he told her and then leaned down and kissed where his hand had been tracing.

"Nathan." With that one word she pleaded with him to stop. He understood the hidden meaning.

"I know, I'm just setting myself up for hurt, but I can't help it," he told her honestly and then sat up in her bed. "You should have seen Sam's face when I showed up," he said, changing the subject. Haley shot up in bed.

"How do you know his name?" She questioned. She had never said Sam's name to Nathan. Since she learned about angels and demons being after her Haley had been extremely paranoid. And she was only all too aware that demons could possess bodies. What if Nathan was possessed?

"He introduced himself when I met him yesterday. You should have seen his face when he asked me what I was doing here and I answered that it was better to sleep with you than alone. I kind of wished it was Dean I said that to," Nathan admitted quietly. He was startled when Haley leaned up on her knees and turned his face to face her.

"Always," she said out of the blue.

Without even thinking he answered, "And forever." Haley launched herself at him and knocked them both off the bed. A loud thump sounded alerting the two hunters downstairs that something was going on. "What the hell Haley?" Nathan questioned with a laugh.

"I'm sorry! I'm just…sorry!" She apologized. She had been freaking out that he was possessed, so she decided to say something that they said so many times and Nathan would answer to without a thought. For a demon it would have taken a few seconds. With Nathan, not so much. Haley hugged him tighter. She really hoped he didn't get sucked into the middle of an angels/demons war. It was bad enough she did.

"Trust me; I don't mind," Nathan said with a chuckled and wrapped his arms around her. Just then her bedroom door was thrown open. Haley was literally on top of Nathan so he had to tilt his head back, while Haley just looked up. And there stood Dean and Sam Winchester. Dean with a look of murder on his face, but Sam with a look of shock on his. Nathan started laughing and Haley felt the vibrations in his chest, and that's when she realized just how bad the situation looked. She jumped off of him quickly and stood up.

"It's not what it looks like. At all," Haley assured them, her face turning bright red.

"You mind leaving? We were kind of busy," Nathan said wanting to piss of Dean. Dean took a step towards where Nathan was sitting up, but Sam pulled him back.

"Nathan!" Haley admonished and sent him a disappointed look.

"We were," Nathan insisted.

"We were," Haley confirmed and Dean's face shot towards hers. She looked straight into his piercing eyes. "But not sexually or anything like that. We were talking, and then I was tackling," Haley went on. Nathan snorted out a laugh, Sam just stared at her with his mouth wide open, and Dean just raised his eyebrows. When she thought over her words she could have hit herself. "Again, not sexually. I just…well he said…and I got paranoid…and wait. Why am I explaining myself to you?" She questioned Dean.

"That's what I'm over here trying to figure out," Nathan said while he stood up and brushed himself off. Haley pretended he said nothing.

"I could be up here sleeping with Nathan and it would have been none of your business. You left me, not the other way around," Haley reminded him. Dean just scoffed and looked away.

"You could be up here doing the hokey pokey for all I care, Hales. We heard a noise and being the good citizens we are thought we would investigate. For all we knew you could have been killing yourself, since right now it seems like it would be in character," he bit back. He felt his blood boil when Nathan walked behind Haley and put his hands on her shoulders. Only he should be touching her like that, in Dean's mind.

"Screw you," she said passionately. Sam just stood there uncomfortably.

"Princess, if he's not fulfilling your needs then I'll be glad to step in as long as you don't get as attached as before."

"Dean!" Sam's voice called out. He looked over at Haley and saw she was about to kill Dean. "Um, we need to talk Hales. So…how about you two, um, finish and meet us downstairs," Sam said awkwardly. Haley agreed and the two boys left leaving her and Nathan.

"Are you ok?" Nathan questioned the only woman he had ever loved.

"No. And I won't be until he's gone," she told Nathan.

"I won't be either," he chuckled and pulled Haley into a comforting hug.

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Haley and Nathan went down the stairs, both wet from showers, and laughing. Dean wanted to murder him. It looked as if they were having some 'fun' up in the shower while Dean was downstairs controlling his anger. Dean didn't realize that while Nathan loved Haley, she loved Dean.

"Have fun?" Dean bit out with a warning in his tone. Haley's brown and Nathan's blue eyes went to him. Haley's face was emotionless while Nathan was smirking.

"A blast," Nathan grinned while pulling Haley closer to him.

"Nate stop," Haley demanded, but both boys acted as if she said nothing.

"Too bad she wishes she was with me," Dean said gloatingly. Nathan stepped away from Haley and closer to Dean.

"Guys stop it," Sam cut in this time. Once again it went in one ear and out the other.

"Excuse me?" Nathan demanded. He walked to where he was right in front of Dean.

"Every time she's with you she wishes you were me. Deep down you know it. How does it feel to be second best?" Dean asked, unknowingly hitting a nerve with Nathan.

"You little prick!" Nathan yelled as he pushed Dean. Luckily Sam stepped in before Dean could retaliate.

"I cannot believe you two," Haley stated when they calmed down. All three sets of eyes went to her. Green, blue, and brown. "I am not an object to be used in fights to prove who's manlier then the other or who's the winner. I'm a person not just a notch in either of your bed posts," Haley pointed out, hurt beyond belief.

"Haley I…" Nathan started at the same time Dean said, "I didn't mean…"

They just stopped and looked at the other. Neither went on.

"Oh, aren't you going to poor your heart out, Natey boy?" Dean asked sarcastically.

"Blow me."

"You might like that a little too much." After Dean had said this Haley had, had enough.

"Just get out," she told them.

"Are you going to say that every time something gets a little heated?" Dean asked her tiredly.

"You heard her, get out," Nathan said with a smirk.

"I mean you too, Natey Boy," Haley pointed out.

"What?" Nathan asked.

"I'm not going to have you two fighting like a bunch of little boys over a sandbox. Get out," Haley told them again.

"Wait," Sam said.

"What?" Haley questioned her friend. He pulled her away from the two boys so she could talk to her alone. "Now, I really hope they don't kill each other while we're gone."

"Eh, if they try Dean'll live," Sam chuckled.

"And I was rooting on Nathan."

"I don't doubt that," Sam grinned. "Or blame you." They both laughed.

"What's up Sam?" She questioned.

"They should stay," Sam told her. "You have every right to kick them out, but…"

"But what?"

"I have to go," he told Haley. She just waited for him to go on. "I need to see Brooke. She deserves to see me. She deserves an explanation," he told Haley. He really wanted her blessing, but he knew he wouldn't get it.

"She does," Haley agreed. "And you should go."

"Are you sure?" He questioned.

"Yeah, but…"

"But?"

"Can't you take Dean?" She pouted and he laughed.

"No. You're going to be stuck with either me or Dean until we get rid of the threat," he informed her and she glowered at him.

"Oh, joy." He laughed, and Haley and he went back with the other guys who were having a glaring match. "You can stay," she told them both. "But only because Sam has to go." Dean and Nathan just nodded. Haley went and hugged Sam.

"Wish me good luck?" He requested.

"Good luck, but just know if you hurt Brooke again, Lucifer will be the least of your worries," she whispered in his ear.

"Dully noted," he told her as he pulled away. After he left Haley turned around and looked at the only two men she had ever loved. Her only thought was; I'd rather face the crazy angels.

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Being with the two had been awkward at first, but boundaries were soon established. Haley and Nathan would joke around and hang out anywhere in her house, and Dean would stay on the couch quietly in fear Haley would try to kick him out if he said anything. Nathan and Haley found themselves at her piano talking and laughing.

"I think I could have been a musician," Nathan told her mock-serious. Haley just giggled and Dean silently relished in the sound of it.

"You have got to be kidding me. Nate, baby," here Dean felt a twinge in his heart. "You have one of the worst singing voices I've ever heard. Not to mention you can't play any instrument," Haley pointed out.

"Well, how hard can it be to hit a few notes on a piano?" Nathan questioned.

"How hard can it be to make a free shot?" She shot back and Nathan chuckled at her lack of knowledge when it comes to basketball.

"Free throw, Haley."

"Tomato, Tomoto." She shrugged. Nathan decided to try out his theory on a piano and started pressing down on keys, making a horrible noise. "Yeah, you're a modern day Beethoven alright," she bit out sarcastically. Dean smiled at the attitude he had missed dearly. Nathan was about to say something back, but his phone rang.

"Hello? Hey Baby. I'm with Haley. Yeah, again. Baby, she's my best friend. Yeah, and my ex-wife. She can be both. Yes, I'm excited you're coming in next week. I can't wait. No, I won't be spending that week with Hales. God, why are you so jealous. I told you that from the start. I don't ever plan on it. What ever, Kendra. No, don't. Ken! Come on, baby! No. No. Early? Yeah, I'll be right there. Yeah, I'm excited. I'll see you soon," Nathan said into the phone while looking everywhere, but Dean and Haley.

"Trouble in paradise?" Haley teased after he hung up. He looked at her with a bashful smile.

"She flew in early," Nathan told Haley. Haley smiled huge. She wanted Nathan to move on, so she enjoyed it when he was with Kendra.

"That's great! But why?" Nathan started chuckling.

"She hates that I spend so much time with you," he told her gently and Haley surprised him by laughing. It almost hurt him that Haley didn't even get a little jealous when he brought up Kendra.

"Can you blame her? She wants to be the most important woman in your life."

"That'll never happen," Nathan insisted. "You'll always be my number one, Hales," Nathan told her sincerely.

"That's not even right though, Nate. She…" Haley was going to go on a huge rant, and Nathan could tell. So he cut her off.

"I'm sorry Hales, but that's how things are. Now, she wants me to meet her here soon. Are you going to be ok with…" he nodded his head towards Dean who just rolled his eyes. Haley grabbed Nathan's arm and leaded him to the door.

"Nope. He'll either end up seducing me or I'll end up murdering him. One way or the other," she told Nathan with a blinding smile as she shut the door. She walked back into the living room, where Dean was then standing by the doorway. "Dean," Haley started, wanting to kill the awkward tension between her and the man she loved.

"Yeah, you wanna take this to the bedroom now, or later Sweetheart?" He questioned.

"Excuse me?"

"You know, I'll either end up seducing your or you murdering me. My money's on me seducing you," he informed her with a smirk. She pushed past him and headed towards her stair steps, wanting to get away from Dean.

"Funny, mine is too," she mumbled, but Dean heard it. He collapsed on her couch, once she was out of the room, with his head in his hands. If only him seducing her would be enough. No, Dean Winchester wanted Haley James heart and body, not just body.

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Sam hesitated outside of Brooke's store, just like he did three years ago. He was nervous about what he was going to see, as well he should have been. When he opened the door he immediately saw her. She broke his heart too. She was leaning up and kissing some douche bag passionately. He couldn't stand another second of seeing it.

"Brooke," he called out, throwing caution to the wind. She recognized the voice and Brooke apart from Julian instantaneously.

"Sam," she said in shock. She wanted to rip out her own heart when it started to beat fast. Julian had never made her feel how Sam did. One thing was for sure; her life wouldn't be the same after he left again.

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(Plenty of Bram coming up for those of you who like it! And of course Daley! Oh and Daley comes to an agreement next chapter. YAY! So, by CH 16 it stops being a screaming match every 2 seconds. Hehehe. QUESTIONS:

What is your position on OTH getting another season? Me? I think they should end it this season. The only thing I would miss about OTH would be Bethany Joy/Haley. I hope Joy will be able to get another show. She's too talented not to. Oh yeah! I would miss Brooke/Sophia too.

What is your position on SPN getting another season? Me? Once again I think they should end it at S5. Now I would miss SPN dearly, because it's a kick ass show, just after the boys beat (or just cage up,) the devil what are they going to do for a whole season? That's the only reason I want it to end. :(

What is your favorite season? I like fall and spring. Fall is my favorite though. It's not too hot and not too cold. Not to mention the fact that it's uber pretty out side. With the changing leaves and everything! Oh and Halloween is in the fall and it's my favorite holiday.

So, I hope you enjoyed this crappy update! Next time I hope it'll be better. AND NOW! The moment we've (I've) been looking forward to. SLEEP! Read and review lovelies, even if it is just to tell me I'm an nut. P.S. I already know.)