Part 2
Chapter Twenty One
Warning: Dirty things in this chapter so if you're a young'n don't read. Also this chapter contains a lethal dose of feels. You've been warned.
Brittany
Brittany rested her head against the dark wood frame of the bathroom door and knocked again lightly.
"Santana? It is me. Are you okay?" she listened quietly for a response, but there was only silence.
"Is she still in there?" Quinn asked stepping into Santana's room looking cross.
Brittany nodded, but pressed her finger to her lips signaling for her friend to stay quiet. Santana had locked herself in the bathroom for the better part of the evening. Quinn had eventually returned home with no luck finding or getting a hold of Rachel. It was growing late and both girls were slowly starting to worry.
"Santana, you have been in there too long. You need to come out and eat. The baby is hungry too. I know this." Brittany called inside hoping to spark some kind of realization in her love.
Through the door she could feel the chaos Santana was dealing with. The emotions swirled around Brittany's heart as Santana tried to sort through them. She could feel the women's grief, guilt, anger, pain, joy, but most importantly she could feel her love, passion, and lust.
Brittany glanced over to Quinn, who stood with her arms crossed and a disgruntled look on her face. She feared for Rachel, but there was nothing Brittany could say to help her friend. She needed to take care of one person at a time and with Santana there was another small life to think about.
She sunk down to her knees and pressed her nose and lips to the door, focusing on all the emotions hoping she could help guide Santana through it all.
"I know you are afraid" she began in a soft whisper " I'm afraid too. You have much to think about, but you must know that you also have a life time to do this. Right now you must think of your baby and how much you love him. Can you do that please? It is frightening, I know, but you can trust the bond between mother and child. Focus yourself on only that feeling and do what you feel is right."
Brittany tucked a lock of blonde hair behind her ear and looked to Quinn who simply shrugged. It was worth a try. She stood and backed away from the door motioning for her friend to join her on Santana's bed.
"We're witches. Why don't we just blast the door and drag her out," Quinn huffed as she marched over and climbed up onto the bed.
"She needs to work through this in her own way. She hasn't experienced true feelings in years. Santana just needs time." Brittany said leaning back against the wall of pillow at the head of Santana's bed.
"I can't say that I understand any of this." Quinn said looking at her friend with an odd look as though she had just sprouted a tail.
"I do not understand ether, but it is the way things have become."Brittany shrugged.
"So what now? Is she going to suddenly become 'Glenda the Good' or what?" Quinn asked with a bite of sarcasm.
"I am not sure. We will see soon. Tell me what is going on with you and Rachel" Brittany asked finally feeling the exhaustion of the last week fully hit her.
" I don't want to talk about it." Quinn snapped contrary to what her heart spoke.
Brittany gave a small caring smile, but did not press the issue.
"I think both Rachel and Santana need time. I also think that you and I need to learn to let things go, because everything usually works its self out in the end." She said with a yawn.
"That's so much easier said then done." Quinn retorted bitterly " I just wish things were different. I want to live in a place where everyone I care about can be happy again and where I don't have to worry about my best friend or the person I love being in constant danger all the time."
Quinn wrapped her arms around herself and closed her eyes. They both knew that the life they were living was no life at all. They had to get away otherwise sooner or later they'd be killed. It was just a matter of time.
"I know this Quinn and I agree with you. That's why I am going to go with you and Rachel when the time comes. " Brittany said in a hushed voice as not to be over heard by Santana.
Quinn looked at her with confused hazel eyes.
" But what about Santana? Are you just going to leave her and the baby behind? I mean, after all this time you've spent trying to find her heart and take care of them both..."
Brittany looked down at the soft comforter underneath her and picked at a few of the strings.
"Love is selfish, but it is also selfless. I have fallen for her, but who knows if she can admit that she feels the same for me. I do not know what she will be like when she comes out of there, but I know if she chooses to stay a Death Eater then I must leave. It is not safe for ether of us. I can't keep letting her protect me against them, because it only hurts her. He hurts her. "She let out a soft sigh " If she is truly different, then maybe she can leave it all behind and come with us."
Quinn looked away as a sadness crept over the room.
"I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens, but I'm only going to warn you once Brittany. I will not have her put us all in danger. If I feel that her conversion isn't sincere I will tie her to the nearest tree and leave her for the spiders."
Brittany looked up into Quinn's hazel blue-green eyes, which were focused so intently upon her.
"I understand." was all she said in return.
From off to the side there was a shifting noise behind the bathroom door right before it clicked open and Santana stepped out. Her eyes were glassy with tears and red streaks ran down her cheeks. Her normally well kept black hair was now messy and tangled from fingers running through and grabbing at it. Her clothes seemed to fit a little looser as she rested her weight against the door frame exhausted.
" He's hungry. I need to feed him." was all she could whisper right then.
"I'll go down stairs and help Tooly make some soup for you." Quinn said not wanting to stay in the awkward silence for much longer.
Brittany sprang to her feet to help Santana over to the bed by taking her arm and lightly supporting her weight. She helped her love into the large bed, but Santana refused to let herself be helped anymore.
"Please don't." Santana said a little more sharply than Brittany suspected she meant.
Reluctantly she backed off giving the woman her space.
" Santana I-" Brittany began to say, but Santana quickly cut her off.
"Brittany please. Just stop. I already know what you're going to say and I'm telling you that you don't need to. It's alright. You did the right thing by me. You had no other choice—I understand and I'm not upset with you." She said quietly, but refused to look Brittany in the eye.
Brittany remained quiet unsure of exactly what to say.
"It's just difficult. I don't know how to handle all these new feelings. There is just so much going on inside me. My whole life I've been told that emotion is weak and the way that I feel is wrong—the way I feel about you is wrong. Not just because you're of mixed blood, but because you're a girl. I'm terrified to say it out loud, because what would that say about me? Not only am I a blood traitor and a deserter, but I'm a bloody poof."
Brittany knelt by Santana's side and gently stroked her leg.
"It is okay, I understand, it is a lot to take in. Where I come from things are not perfect. The closer you are to being full-blooded veela the more respect you have with the others. It was not perfect, but one thing we did believe in was that love is love. It is the deepest and oldest magic out there. It doesn't make you wrong, it makes you brave. The world is a dark and scary place, but with love there is hope. You and me, we might be strange to someone on the outside, but I think we owe it to the others out there like us to change the world into a place where we all can live happy and in love." Brittany said with a subtle conviction.
She reached out and took Santana's hand as tears began to drip from her eyes yet again.
"I know. I'm just so scared." Santana echoed with frailty in her voice. "I can't just think about my self anymore. What will happen to my son? I can't—I won't let Eric get his hand on him. He'll grow up to hate me." She murmured.
"Shhhh, no he wont. I wont let that happen ever. The little bean in there loves you. He's loved you since day one and he will always love you because you are his mama." She said giving Santana's hand a small squeeze.
"How can you be so sure?" Santana asked, smiling slightly through her tears.
"Because I love you." She could feel her body tingle as she said the words she had been dying to say.
"We've been through so much and you were unkind to me , but I still fell for you, even before I took your heart. None of this would have been possible if I didn't already love you." Brittany said lifting up to kiss Santana's finger tips.
She watched as a deep blush spread across Santana's adorable cheeks. The tears fell a little harder, but now it was for a different reason entirely.
"I love you Santana. I love you so much and now I need to know...I need to hear you say those words. Please. Please say that you love me back." Brittany asked holding her breath as she waited for Santana's answer.
It felt like an eternity as Santana looked at her trying to find her voice. Brittany's heart pounded in her chest so loud that she thought it might actually burst if Santana made her wait much longer. First she watched as Santana swallowed a lump in her throat, then began to nod.
"Yes, yes I do—I mean how could I not. You have my heart. Even before any of this began you had it. I—I think it was always supposed to be you. It will always be you. Yes Brittany, yes. I am totally and undeniably in love with you. I'm such a fool for not seeing it sooner, but you saved me from a curse worse than death and you saved my son. I love you more than I could ever possibly hope to say." Santana laughed and shook her head through the tears as Brittany leapt up into her arms and cradled her.
" Please do not cry anymore Santana. I'm here and we are together." Brittany cooed in her thick accent.
"I'll try, but I can't promise that" Santana giggled for the first time.
Brittany had to keep herself from melting on to the floor. There was so much to learn about this side of Santana and even more to explore.
"Quinn will be back with your supper soon. I will shower while you eat, yes?" Brittany asked willing herself to pull away from Santana's arms.
"Wait before you go I want to ask you something." Santana said quickly grabbing hold of Brittany by the waist and looking up at her.
Brittany looked back a little stunned, but even more thrown off by how fast Santana's heart was beating in her chest. She felt so nervous to Brittany.
"Anything for you." She smiled.
"I—I want you to sleep here with me tonight, like you use to."
Brittany's opened her mouth, a little taken back by Santana's request however very please by it.
"Of course." was all she said before taking her turn in the bathroom.
Brittany hadn't intended to take a long time in the shower, but as she stepped in and felt the cold rush of water run through her messy hair she couldn't help closing her eyes, letting her mind wander.
She thought about how she had come to be here, starting with the day her sister vanished, her encounter with Santana in the Three Broom Sticks, their first bath together, finding out about Santana's pregnancy, and so on until she reached the point in her journey where she was summoned by Eric, only to be betrayed and locked away in a brothel. She could still feel the owners frail old hands discovering each bit of her body and checking her over for illness. She could smell the dirty sweat of the other veela trapped there against their will. It was like a toxic poison filling her up until she could no longer breathe. Although Santana's skilled potion making had concocted an antidote, she still craved another sip of the Amortentia.
She shuttered under the shower head, picking up a bar of soap to scrub away the dirt that had collected inside and out over the last several days. Even when she was clean she didn't feel clean enough. It was something she suspected that she would have to live with for the rest of her life, though Santana didn't need to know.
As Brittany's thoughts drifted over to Santana, she began to feel an unexpected emotion blossoming inside the other women just in the other room. At first Brittany wasn't sure who the feeling was coming from, if she were being honest than she'd have to say that it had come from both of them, but it was Santana who made Brittany realize the feeling inside herself first. It started as just a prickle down her spine, warming up her skin, and turning her cheeks a shade of rosie red.
What exactly had Santana meant when she asked Brittany to share her bed? Brittany flushed and cupped her mouth as ideas of Santana danced in her head. She had seen her counter part naked before and although she was stunning, Brittany had always kept anything inappropriate at bay.
She lowered her hands from her mouth and bit her lip, embracing the new thoughts of being with Santana in such an intimate way. Although people had tried to force themselves on her in the past, Brittany felt differently—positive about having Santana touch her. Her mind raced with the possibilities spurred on by Santana's own arousal in the other room. It didn't take long for her to come to a conclusion.
Brittany shut off the shower and stepped out quickly drying herself off hastily, snatched up a silk forest green robe to cover herself, before stepping out into Santana's bedroom. The dark-haired women's eyes snapped up to look at Brittany from a book that she was perusing.
Nether women knew what to say to the other so they simply looked at each other for a long moment.
"Did you have a good shower?" Santana asked with uncertainty in her voice.
"Yes, I did. Thanks for asking."
Brittany internally rolled her eyes at herself.
'Was that really the best you could come up with?' She kicked herself for being so dumb.
"Erm...where is Quinn?" She asked before really thinking it through.
She watched as a small light behind Santana's eyes flickered away.
"Oh. She went to bed. She said she had a headache." Santana shrugged.
"Ah." Brittany nodded. Say something else! She yelled at herself. She clutched the robe tight over her naked body and stepped deeper into the room.
"How are you holding up? Did supper help?" This was not going the way she had expected at all.
"It's a lot to take in, but I'm feeling a little better. I was—uh—reading some of my old quidditch books to the little guy. I have a feeling he's going to be a natural-born flier. " Santana said with a small hint of pride.
"Just like his mother then, no? I remember seeing you play. You were a great keeper. Not a bad beater ether from what I remember." Brittany mused standing next to Santana's bed, looking down at her globe of a belly.
Santana blushed.
"I can't believe you remember that." She said timidly.
"Me ether."
Brittany laughed a little as the awkward tension eased a little.
" Santana, can I tell you a secrete?" she asked beginning to feel shy.
Santana sat up a little straighter with a look of concern and interest.
"Yea, of course. Anything Britt."
Brittany took a deep breath.
"I have not kissed anyone before."
Santana frowned a little and Brittany knew she must have thought she mixed up the translation as she often did. Her English had improved greatly over their months together, but it still wasn't perfect.
"But what about Quinn and then there was those men..." Santana began, but Brittany stopped her.
"I mean to say that I have not kissed someone and have it mean something to me." she stated again waiting for Santana's answer.
" I see"
Santana sat up even more straight, fidgeting a little with a nervous energy that hung in the room. Brittany bit her lip still clutching the robe tightly around her body.
"May I kiss you?" Brittany asked as though she were afraid the answer would be 'no'.
Santana's eyes fluttered for a moment and her heart raced against Brittany's. She opened her mouth to speak, but Brittany didn't give her the chance. The blonde leaned in and pressed her lips to Santana's, cupping both cheeks between her hands.
Like most things it starts out simple with just their lips touching. Brittany's small thin ones rest so comfortably against Santana's full pout. They exchange small incomplete pecks at first encouraging one another to press on deeper. Brittany can feel the blood in her body rushing to her head and making her feel dizzy, but she doesn't want to let go. Her kiss grows deeper and Santana's follows suit. She could feel Santana's lips part, only a little at first, but soon wider and wider inviting Brittany in to explore . Her tongue pokes out coming into contact first with teeth and then Santana's own which embraces her. However just as the kiss begins it ends leaving both girls grinning foolishly at one another.
"That was—"
"Yea—"
Both girls were left speechless for a moment, only able to convey what they wanted through coy smiles. Finally Brittany broke the silence.
"I have another secrete" She whispered, standing up straight and clutching her robe again.
"You're full of so many surprises today, aren't you? What's the secrete?" Santana giggled.
Brittany licked her lips, still fresh with Santana on them, as she took a more serious tone.
"When I was in that awful place...laying there on that bed, drugged. All I could think about was 'this is it'. I am going to lose myself. I am going to have yet another important thing ripped away from me and nothing will ever be okay again. I kept thinking about was how I wished it could have been with someone who loves me, someone who would protect me."
Brittany slid the robe off her shoulders exposing her bare breasts to Santana for the first time. She held the rest of the robe tight around her abdomen.
"Britt what are you-" Santana was so in shock she could hardly find the words to speak, though her eyes could hardly leave Brittany's flawless form.
"I want you to be my real first, Santana. Before you say no, just listen. You have done so much for me. Things that could have gotten you killed. I have your heart inside of me and I can feel how much you love me. I know that you want me the way that I want you and I know this is the way it's suppose to be. I only want it to be with you. I don't want anyone else to have the chance." She pleaded.
Fighting back her nervous tears, Brittany dropped the robe to the floor standing bare and vulnerable in front of Santana, terrified that she might say no. Santana's eyes soaked in every inch unable to stitch together a coherent thought. She opened her mouth, but Brittany quickly pressed their lips together out of fear.
Santana delicately kissed back for a moment until pulling away for a moment.
"I don't know if I can."she whispered softly. "I've never done this—I mean with a girl, before."
Brittany's heart thumped rapidly as the insecure ache between her legs grew.
"It is okay. Nether have I. Just do what your heart says and we will figure the rest together." she begged.
"Okay..." Santana nervously whispered back. " Crawl on my other side. It'll be easier for me"
Brittany didn't wait to be told twice. She crawled up onto Santana's bed and laid down on one of her pillows as Santana rolled over onto her side to face Brittany, propping herself up with her right arm. The blonde veela wasted no time pulling her love into another steamy kiss trying to expel the butterflies going crazy in her belly. She could feel Santana's heart race in time with her own.
Brittany pulled back for a moment trying to catch her breath and calm herself just enough to focus and not rush anything.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Santana asked brushing back a strand of damp blonde hair behind Brittany's ear. "If you change your mind I wont be mad. I promise." She said kissing Brittany's forehead. "I love you."
Her words were all Brittany needed to hear. She took one last deep breath and let the nerves float away. This was exactly where she wanted to be.
"I'm sure." She leaned forward and offered Santana a small peck. "I love you" She whispered before kissing her again, this time much slower and deeper.
After a few moments of snogging, Brittany reached for Santana's left hand, which gripped her hip. Slowly she pushed her hand up the length of her curvy silhouette until her palm came to rest over Brittany's hardened nipple. Santana let out a small gasp, but wasted no time squeezing and discovering the soft flesh. Brittany whimpered as Santana pinched and flicked the foreign area, slowly discovering what felt good. Her lover's kisses became more sloppy and began trailing down her cheek and neck. It was frustrating that Santana could only touch her with one hand, but they made it work.
As Santana became more comfortable, she grew more daring with her kisses and where she touched. It wasn't long until her lips had discovered Brittany's other nipple, while her left hand stroked and gripped Brittany's bare thigh.
"San..." Brittany panted through heavy breaths. She could feel her self grow slick as the ache between her legs worsened. She wasn't sure exactly what she was asking for, but Santana seemed to understand. Santana pulled away from Brittany's stomach, which she had just successfully left a trail of dark little marks across, flipping her dark back hair over her shoulder and out of the way.
Brittany squirmed under the intensity of Santana's lustful gaze. She could feel just how much Santana wanted to be inside her. Brittany wanted her there just as much. Santana moved a little closer so that there was only the baby keeping them apart. Her hand came up and gently brushed Brittany's cheek with a loving caress. Santana leaned in and placed on soft kiss to Brittany's lips as her hand slowly trailed down her neck and past her collar-bone. Santana didn't pull her face away after, instead she rested her forehead against Brittany's and kept her eyes locked, looking for any sign of hesitation, which Brittany refused to give.
Her hand traveled further down, past her cleavage, over Brittany's stomach, and past her naval. She could feel her muscles clench as her stomach did a somersault. Brittany's hand reached out to hold onto any part of Santana she could reach as though she might float away at any moment and it was the only tether keeping her there.
"Don't be scared" Santana cooed in her ear, helping to calm her nerves just a little.
As Santana reached her pelvis, Brittany found her legs falling open for her , of their own accord. She fidgeted looking down for only a moment.
"Hey, keep your eyes on me and it's all going to be okay." Santana's voice beckoned her back.
She looked up into Santana's eyes again and knew that she was right.
"Kiss me, please" She whispered and Santana was more than happy to oblige.
As the kissed she could feel Santana's fingers ghosting over her with light teasing touches, making her realize just how badly she wanted to feel Santana there. although Santana had no ability to read minds or sense feelings, she seemed to know exactly what Brittany needed. The blonde veela gasped once as Santana began to stroke through her center. Each time she reached the top a jolt of pleasure ripped through Brittany's spine, causing her to kiss Santana deeper and deeper. Again Santana knew just what she needed, as she slid back once more, however this time pushing her middle finger deep inside.
Brittany squirmed and moaned for more as Santana moved her hand. It was just enough and yet some how not enough. She needed more friction. She needed more movement. She needed Santana to make love to her.
"Oh San.." She groaned unable to hold her hips still or make sense of the things both she and Santana were experiencing together. It didn't take long for her love to get the message. Though much to Brittany's surprise she pulled out quickly only to have one finger replaced with two. Brittany hissed and clutched at Santana's shirt.
"Are you okay?" Santana whispered holding still for a moment. "I didn't hurt you did I?" She asked worried that she had done something horribly wrong.
"No, I am—I am okay. I just need to adjust." Brittany whispered back. After a moment the resumed and this time Brittany had more then enough of what she needed.
It didn't take long for an odd pressure to start building up in the pit of her belly. It was an odd, yet frustrating sensation that grew stronger and tighter as Santana continued to work her over. She could feel the dark women's lips on her neck edging her along. The pressure grew and Brittany was becoming more and more desperate for relief. She squirmed more against Santana's hand encouraging her to go deeper. She moaned for Santana to go faster, which she was more then happy to do, but nothing seemed to help. The pressure continued to build until her own hand was scrambling to find the spot Santana had touched only moments before.
"Santana..." She moaned breathlessly.
"Merlin, I love you." Santana said into Brittany's neck as though it were getting easier and easier for her to say.
Brittany's fingers finally found the spot she had searched for only to have her whole body tense up. Brittany's eyes closed as euphoric pleasure swept through her body. She could feel her self puling though she wasn't sure entirely what was going on. The feeling lasted for several long moments until Brittany went limp on the bed.
She laid there quietly for a moment panting. Unsure of what had just occurred. Had she just orgasmed?
Brittany peaked one eye open and looked over at Santana who worse something of a triumphant look on her face. Brittany licked her lips.
"That was..." She shook her head back and forth. " I had no idea it could be like that..."
Out of no where a giggle sprang up from the blonde veela's throat.
"We are so doing that again."
Brittany rolled over and began kissing Santana.
Santana
Both girls laid sprawled out naked in a tangle of limbs and sweaty bodies, breathing heavily. Santana had heard that veela sex was good, but she had no idea what she had awakened in Brittany. The girl was crazy and wild in bed. Not to mention energetic. After about the fourth time Santana had to ask for a water break, to give her lady loins a break. No one had ever made her cum as hard or as much as Brittany had in the last two hours. Thankfully the girl eventually did tire out and now the pair laid soundless in the dark room.
"San?" she heard Brittany whisper her name.
"Hmm?" She answered, too tired to even open her eyes.
"I want you to come with Quinn, Rachel and I away from Hogwarts. We have a way of leaving without anyone ever finding us again. I know it's a lot to ask for, but I don't want you to be a Death Eater anymore."
Santana swallowed thickly. The truth was, she didn't want to be one anymore ether.
"I know it's not fair for me to keep asking these things from you, but-"
"I'll do it." Santana interrupted.
"Yes?!"
"Yea."
Brittany squeezed her tight, gave her a sweet kiss, and then gave her belly a kiss.
"We can start over and be a family. What do you think? Are you okay with being called mommy, Britt?" Santana asked turning her head to look at Brittany.
It was a big decision and one that had been on her mind a bit. Brittany had been there every step of the way, being more of a mother then she ever could. If anyone deserved the honor of being her child's second parent it was Brittany.
"Are you serious? You are not pulling my arm are you, because that is not a funny joke." Brittany asked sitting up.
"'Pulling my leg' and no. When it comes to my son, I don't joke around." Santana promised.
"I do not know what to say to this Santana." tears formed in her eyes.
"Say you'll take the job." She said smiling up at the new mother of her baby.
"Oui-I mean yes! Always yes!" Brittany leaned in and kissed Santana deeply.
"I think he's excited too. Feel." Santana said taking Brittany's hand and placing it near the top where the baby gives a small kick.
Santana watches as Brittany is left speechless. Something that almost never happens.
"Alright, I think we've all had a really long day. It's time for your mommies and you to get some sleep." Santana says playfully to her own belly.
Brittany laughs and settles back down into Santana's arms. Both close their eyes and begin to drift off.
Santana was just about to fall into sleep when the baby shifted again. Gently she stroked her stomach trying to calm him as she listened to Brittany's deep breathing, but that didn't seem to work ether. She felt him kick again and swim around a little. It was an odd sensation, but one she had grown use to.
The more she tried to get comfortable the more the little guy seemed to want to move around.
"You're not going to be easy on me are you kid?" She whispered as she continued to stroke her belly.
After a few moments he seemed to calm down. He gave one last kick, which caught Santana off guard due to the subtle 'pop' sound that she heard almost as though someone had cracked a knuckle and then it hit. A sudden rush of water spilled out from between Santana's legs. She was mortified. For a moment she thought she had wet the bed, but what had really happened frightened her even more.
"Britt...Britt wake up" Santana's voice was shaking as she tried to stay calm while she woke Brittany.
"San? Is everything okay?" Brittany asked groggily rubbing her eyes, until she realized the bed was soaked. " Santana what happened." She asked suddenly very worried.
"I—I think my water just broke-ahh" Santana clutched her side as her first contraction hit. "Send an owl to Pomfry."
*A/N- several important things to mention.
1. thank you so much for sticking with me despite all my dumb errors in grammar and spelling. All of that will be fixed in the near future. I swear! This story doesn't have a beta and it would take me days to edit everything if not weeks. Instead of getting a chapter every week or so you'd be getting them every month or two months. I'm personally not that patient.
2. I really hope you enjoyed the fluff from the last several chapters. I've never written fan fic smut so I hope you liked it. Because I'm evil and because the story isn't even close to being over yet I feel I should warn you that this will be the last fluffy chapter for a while, so I hope you enjoyed it. The next chapter will be the last of part two (unless I split it into two parts). The angst from this point and on will be different then you've seen in the past, in a good way, I think.
3. Next chapter warning: Gory baby birth, Character Death, and the worst cliff hanger ending yet.
4. After I complete the next chapter I'll be going on a small hiatus (don't worry not long) to plan out part 3 properly and edit my work. I guestimate it to only be a few weeks long. I could never stay away for longer then a month, so please don't worry.
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