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21. The Meeting

Skye

The sound coming from Edward was an animalistic roar so I stepped back from him.

When the sound ended he glared at me. His eyes were no longer their beautiful shade of gold but a color as black as the night sky.

"What fucking meeting, Angelique?" he roared, stalking toward me. "Please don't fucking say what I think you're going to fucking say!"

He moved closer to me and Rose stepped closer to him.

"Stay the fuck out of this, Rose!" He snapped at her. "This is between me and my conniving ass wife!" he hissed, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Don't talk to your wife like that!" Esme growled.

I pushed Rosalie back.

"Its okay, Rose. He's not going to hurt me." I assured her then turn to Eddie. "I had to. You would have made me put it off again and this has to be addressed."

"You should have told me...asked me! I should have been included in the decision!" He was beyond angry and he was hurt.

"You didn't do this alone! Who set it up?" he yelled.

"I did," Carlisle said coming through the front door, followed by Jazz. I should've known Alice would send them.

"Skye asked me to. She's right son, it needs to be addressed. The sooner we do this, the sooner you two can move on." He sighed.

"Carlisle, you had no right to do this. And behind my back! She's my wife, my children's mother! And you…you should have trusted me!" he said, roaring at me.

"I'm sorry, Edward, but you did agree to the meeting. Skye was supposed to tell you as soon as it was scheduled," Carlisle said looking at me.

The babies were stirring upstairs. Edward had woke them up with his yelling.

"Rose, Esme, would you mind getting the twins?" I asked softly.

"No, don't get them! Mom, I'm sorry, but I want everyone out of my fucking house...right now!" Edward said.

"Edward! What's wrong with you?" I yelled. "I'm sorry guys, you don't have to leave."

"No, it's okay, we'll go. Call me later and we'll talk," mom said hugging me, glaring at Eddie.

"You better watch yourself young man. I taught you better."

Edward hung his head then turned to go up the stairs but he made no apologies.

"Thanks again for watching the boys," I said to her and Rose. They both nodded and walked to the car.

Eddie went to the twins as I showed them out.

Jazz stopped on the porch. "Do you want me to stick around?"

But before I could answer Edward was on the top stair.

"Cut the fucking knight in shining armor routine, Jasper...just get out!"

Jazz started pushing pass me.

"No Jazz!" I shouted, jumping in front of him. "I don't need you two fighting right now. He's upset, don't make it worse."

"He needs ta learn some fuckin' manners, Angel," Jazz said, his southern drawl heavy because he was mad.

"And I guess you're going to teach me?" Eddie called out.

"Edward, stop it!" I yelled, looking up the stairs. I could see his jaw tightening.

"Just go on home. Let me talk to him." I turned back to Jazz.

"Alright beautiful, text me later?" he asked, giving me a quick peck on the cheek.

I nodded and Eddie growled.

I shut and locked the door as they drove away then went upstairs to face the music.

Eddie had one baby in each arm and was rocking them both back to sleep when I walked into the nursery.

"Are you ready to talk and not yell at me?" I asked quietly.

He didn't say anything. He didn't even look up from staring at the babies faces, so I continued.

"Edward, I'm sorry I didn't include you, but I knew you'd tell me to wait and I need this over with. I won't keep worrying about this. It's always in the back of my mind and it's driving me crazy." I sighed heavily. "I know I should've told you yesterday when the flowers came but I didn't want to ruin our date."

"You're a hypocrite!" he said roughly. "You go around here preaching to me about trusting you and you don't even trust me enough to think I'd stick to my word. I told you at the family meeting we would set it up after the babies were born and I meant that. I don't like that I didn't have any say in this, that I'm not going and that it's so soon. We should've waited, planned better. If something happens to you Skye…" he said shaking his head, laying the babies back in their cribs.

"I do trust you Edward, but I knew you'd react this way. So did Carlisle, that's the only reason he agreed to set it up first and tell you after. He knew you'd say no and to wait. Don't be mad at him and Jazz for what I asked them to do. They were just helping me."

We left the nursery and shut the door softly.

"I'm sorry if I made you angry. I'm sorry that I hurt your feelings as well. But if all goes well we won't ever have to worry about Damien again."

Edward

Surely she didn't believe that. The only way to truly get rid of him was to kill and burn his ass. But I would let her do it her way first, then I would do it my way.

I turned to her trying to keep calm.

"I accept your apology because I love you and I don't want you leaving here next week with things bad between us."

I took her by the waist.

"I want to know everything about this trip, the who, what, why, when and where. I mean everything, do you understand?"

She nodded poking her lips out for a kiss.

"I'm sorry for my behavior as well. I will be calling my family to apologize to them too." I bent down to kiss her softly.

"You sure know how to ruin a good day." I frowned.

"Well let me make it up to you..." she said grabbing my hand, leading me to our bedroom.

I watched her ass sway from side to side as she pulled me along, the anger leaving my body as my erection grew. She knew just what to say and do. I'd follow that ass anywhere.

0******************0

The morning they were scheduled to leave was Friday, so I made love to Skye every chance I got that week. I was marking my territory, heavily. I knew my essence would be coming off of her the entire time she was in London. It would take more than a few showers to wash me off. Just a little something for Damien to think about while he sat across from her.

The meeting itself was early Saturday morning, around ten, and was to take place in a small pub in London. One of Carlisle's old friends owned it and he was letting us use it for the day. It was neutral ground for the most part. Skye, Carlisle and Jazz would be staying at our house on the outskirts of the city during their visit, which would be brief. I wanted Skye back on the plane by Saturday night so their flight out was around four in the afternoon. This meant I would have my wife back to me Sunday afternoon at the latest. In and out, that's how I wanted it, so that's how Carlisle set it up.

I called Carlisle to let him know that we would be by the house soon to pick him and Jazz up. I heard the shower turn on and I flit up the stairs to find Skye undressing in front of the mirror.

"Morning, beautiful," I said, standing in the door way.

"Good morning, handsome." She smiled.

"I spoke with Carlisle. They're ready to go when you are."

"The twins... are they up yet?" she asked.

I shook my head.

"Well can I have one for the road then?" She smiled.

I growled softly and flit in front of her.

"You, my love, can have this anytime you want it," I whispered into her hair, rubbing my hardness against her lower belly. Lifting her onto the vanity I quickly dropped my boxer briefs.

Slowly I spread her legs and watched as her eyes rolled back when I entered her. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the counter, which caused me to deeply penetrate her wetness. Her body responded by tightly contracting around and milking me.

I moaned taking a deep breath. I almost lost it right then. I calmed myself as much as possible and slowly started to grind into her. She fell back on her elbows. Her head and shoulders knocking the mirror behind her.

I looked up to see us fucking. I watched myself as I hooked her legs over my forearms and started to quicken my rhythm.

Skye moaned and her breathing and gyrating increased.

I bent over and licked her nipples, slowly taking them into my mouth. I feasted on them while I took her over the edge.

I gently pulled her blushing body down so that she was lying flat on her back. I watched in the mirror as I tossed her legs over my shoulders. I turned my head from side to side to kiss her ankles. She smiled and opened her beautiful blue eyes.

"Are you watching yourself in the mirror?" she asked.

"Yes..." I said smiling and kissing her calves.

"Do you like what you see?"

"Yes..."

I ran my hand down her leg to her soft mound. I worked her clit with my thumb, using quick strokes while I worked her sweet pussy with long, deep strokes from my cock. I knew her body too well. This is how she needed it to give me what I wanted.

She moaned and arched her back.

"You know what I want Angel, don't hold it back," I said stroking her clit roughly now.

"Fuck, Edward!" she screamed as I pinched her clit.

Bingo!

I pulled out of her quickly and put my mouth over her slit as she sprayed onto my tongue. I quickly drank her juices and drove my cock back into her before she had a chance to fully recover. My quick intrusion caused her to sit up gasping. I gripped her ass and fucked her furiously. She was half groaning, half grunting with each and every thrust.

My god she was tight.

I watched in the mirror as our bodies moved in sync with each other. When her next orgasm hit we climaxed together and she started trembling in my arms. My knees almost buckled from the strength us feeding off each other's orgasms.

I pulled her close and let the sensations subside. I smiled at myself in the mirror. I loved that I could make her turn into a quivering pile of putty in my hands.

I pulled her with me as I sat on the toilet. We sat there like that, with her straddling my lap, for minutes on end. Everytime I tried to pull out of her, she'd whine and hold onto my neck tighter.

"Angel, I really would love to sit here buried in your sweetness, but you have to get ready or you'll miss your flight. The pilot won't wait forever."

She just nodded and started to stand.

I grabbed her waist. Damn it... I was getting hard again.

"What's wrong?" I asked, holding her to me.

"Nothing..."

"Mon amour, it's okay if you're scared," I said cupping her face. She shut her eyes. "Look at me..."

She did.

"You're in the best hands. Jazz will bring you back home to me safely. It'll be fine, okay?"

She nodded.

"I love you forever," I said kissing her bottom lip, which had started to poke out.

"Me too, always."

"It feels so good knowing that..." I kissed her, pushing her hair back "...now go on and take your shower. I'll get the twins ready then take mine while you guys eat."

She nodded and stood up slowly. My wet cock slapped against my stomach softly as it left her body. I was already missing her heat. It was going to be a long damn weekend.

Skye

Eddie dropped us off at a small airport and the pilot took our bags. We had chartered a private plane to fly us to and from London. I was missing my babies and my husband before I even stepped foot on the plane.

"We'll be fine and so will you. Call me when you land." Eddie smiled.

He and the twins were staying at the house with the family so Esme could help him out.

I nodded and he pulled me into a fierce kiss that stole my breath away. I was crying so hard I couldn't see clearly. This was the first time I'd be away from him since we met. I didn't even think I'd be able to go to sleep without him or Z next to me. I clearly didn't think this all the way through.

"I love you Angelique," he said kissing my tears away. "Please don't cry. I won't be able to let you go..."

"Okay..." I sniffed, trying to straighten up. "I love you too, and kiss my babies for me." I said pulling, reluctantly, away from him.

Eddie walked up to Jazz and spoke very quickly to him. Something about me and hands. I was getting better at catching the speed talk. The more I was around them the easier it got.

I waved and blew kisses to Eddie as the plane moved toward the runway. He still hadn't got in the car and I knew it was killing him to watch me leave. It was going to be a long weekend for Esme and everyone at the house. He was not going to be in a good mood.

I slept the whole flight against Carlisle's arm and my neck was stiff when I got up. It was evening when we arrived and I was hungry. I grabbed some fish and chips and a coke in the airport to tie me over.

We drove into the country and pulled up to a big stone home that was in a small field. It was surrounded by trees and had a small well a few hundred feet from the house.

We entered the home through the side door and were in the kitchen. It was a very old home, on the outside. The inside had been updated.

"Well, this is home for a couple of days." Carlisle smiled. "You'll be staying in Edward's room. Jasper will show you where it is," he said walking out into the main living area.

It was beautiful. The entire first floor was open from floor to cathedral ceiling and this was the living room. I looked up at the frescoes of angels and the heavens painted on the ceiling. The only other room on this floor was the kitchen. You could tell that it had been added on. Near the two heavy wooden front doors were two sets of stairs. Each set of stairs led to the second floor balcony which overlooked the living room. Doors lined the walls of the balcony, bedrooms I assumed.

"Carlisle, it's beautiful in here."

"Thank you, I'm sure Edward told you my story..." he said.

I nodded.

"Well this, was my father's church. Esme made it into a home for us after she had it renovated. It's very old and cost way more to fix than it's worth, but I couldn't stand to part with it. Something's just don't have a price tag. I helped build this place as a teenager." He smiled proudly.

"It's really something."

"Thank you. There's running water throughout. Its well water, but its good enough for flushing toilets and showering. There's electricity too, that cost me a pretty penny. They didn't want run a line out here just for us and I didn't want to keep adding gas to the generator. So I made a large donation to the electric company for a return favor." He smiled.

Jazz took my hand and led me up the stairs. I kept my eyes on the ceilings paintings. They were really beautiful. The third door down the hall was Edward's room. Jazz opened the door and led me inside. He sat my bag on the small desk and flipped the lights on.

The room was a decent size. It had an old desk on one wall and a queen sized bed on the other. There was another fresco painted across his ceiling of a coppered haired angel with beautiful green eyes sitting on a cloud. I gazed at it.

"You like it?" Jazz smiled.

"It's beautiful. Do you know who painted it?" I asked.

"Edward did, it's Elizabeth, his mother."

I looked at Jazz.

"A few years after his change he went back home to Chicago to claim his inheritance. He inherited a significant amount of money, and his parent's home, they were pretty wealthy from what I understand. Well, while he was going through their things he found an old painting of his mother when she was a teenager and with all his human memories of her fading this is how he remembers her now. Young and angelic like that painting he found. When Esme renovated this house I guess he was inspired by the other painted ceilings." He shrugged and I continued to stare at the painting. I couldn't imagine what it must feel like not to remember your parents.

"There's two bathrooms, both at the end of the hall, both have working plumbing. Carlisle and I will be downstairs if you need anything," he said and headed out the room.

It was quiet except for the sound of the TV. The announcer had a heavy British accent. I sat on the bed and realized that the linens were fresh. Carlisle must have a cleaning service or maid or something. I sat at the desk and ran my hand over it. Not a speck of dust was present. I opened the top drawer and found a stack of pictures. I pulled them out and looked through them.

There was a lot of Edward and a child that I knew to be Nessie. She was a beautiful little girl. Toward the end of the stack were a few that were off center and very close up. It was Edward and Bella kissing and smiling playfully into the camera. I sighed and sat them back in the drawer closing it.

I took my bag and pulled out my pajamas. After I put them on I lay on the bed looking at Eddie's mother, studying her face. I had never seen Edward's father but I didn't think he could favor him that much because he looked just like his mom. I picked up the phone and dialed his number.

He answered it on the first ring.

"Hello beautiful, how was your flight?"

"Good I guess. I slept through the whole thing." I smiled.

"Good, I'm glad you got some rest. Did you have dinner?" he asked.

"Yes, fish and chips, very British."

"Skye, most Brits eat McDonald's now." He laughed. He was right, they did.

"How are my babies?"

"Wonderful, but missing you and those beautiful breasts. They really hate that bottle. Esme had to beg them to take it. They're sleeping now though."

"They need to get use to it. I'll be weaning them soon. They're getting too big. They barely fit on my lap. Another few months and I'm cutting them off," I said.

"Are you going to wean me too?" he teased, trying to sound sad.

"I don't know, if you're a good boy I'll let you go a little while longer."

"I'll be good... I promise," he said chuckling.

"Kiss them for me. I miss you all terribly."

"I will... So are you in my room?"

"Yes, and your mom is beautiful. You look a lot like her."

"I know. Carlisle tells me that all the time. And thank you, I think she's beautiful too. Are you ready for tomorrow?"

"As ready as I'll ever be. I'm not really sure what I'll say but I'll speak from my heart and try to make him see reason."

"Do me a favor and stay close to Jazz. He'll protect you if things get out of hand."

"They won't, we're all civilized adults. I'm sure we can get through this without an incident."

We talked until I started to yawn and Eddie refused to keep me up any longer. I wanted him to stay on the line until I fell asleep, so he did, softly singing in my ear.

0******************0

I woke in the middle of the night panting. I was having the worst dream ever. Alice's vision of the faceless child was haunting me. I sat up and wiped the sweat from my forehead. I placed my face in my hands and shook my head. There was a knock at the door and I startled.

"It's me Angel, can I come in?" Jazz asked.

"Yes," I whispered but I knew he heard me.

"Bad dream?" he asked sitting next to me on the bed.

"I can't sleep without him here. I feel like an ass. I never realized how much I depend on him, how much I need him."

"Why's that being an ass? You love him and he loves you. He's having a rough time too. He's called me every damn hour on the hour."

"He has?"

"Yes and he's driving me fucking crazy," he said.

"I'm sorry." I laughed.

"It's okay, I've been where he is a few times. You know, feeling like I was missing my heart."

"A few times?" I asked.

"Yeah, you didn't think Alice was my first love did you?"

"I didn't know. I just assumed she was."

"No, there's been other women. Some as a human and some as a vampire. A few of them were great loves to me. I've been alive since the 1840's, Angel. I've seen a lot, and done a lot, and one thing I know is that when you live this long there is always someone out there to love. Some of them even love you back." He smiled. "You just have to find them. That's the hard part."

"I always thought that once you were mated that was it."

"Yes, for the most part it is, but not even vamps live forever. Trust me I know. I've eliminated a few in my day. So what are you going to do? Pine for them forever or try and move on. I don't mind being alone but I do prefer to have someone. Being alone can be really shitty. That's why I'm glad Ed has you now," he said pulling me to him.

"I'm glad I have him too." I looked into Jazz's face. He looked down at me and smiled.

"Come here...get some sleep, we have a long day tomorrow." He lay us back on the bed and I curled into his cool body.

"Better?"

"It is, but I'm not so sure it's a good idea. It's just one more thing for Edward to be mad about." I sighed.

"He won't be mad. He asked me to lay with you if you had trouble sleeping."

"He did? Well, he's just full of surprises."

"Yeah, and apparently if I don't keep my hands to myself he's going to rip them off." He laughed.

"Now that's the Edward I know and love." I laughed and settled into Jasper's chest.

"Thank you Jazz, for everything," I said quietly.

"You're welcome, mademoiselle."

0**************0

When we pulled up to the pub it was early and the streets were quiet. I sat in the back seat with Jazz and finished my breakfast, tea and scones. We didn't move until the front door of the pub opened. I open my mind up and scanned around me. I wasn't going into this without all my senses on high alert.

Jazz turned to me.

"Anything yet?" he asked me.

"Nothing, just the humans in the near by apartments." I shook my head.

"Okay, stay focused," he said kissing my forehead.

He took my hand and helped me from the car. Carlisle stood on my other side and we walked into the pub.

Carlisle introduced me to his friend, Alek (Ah-Lek), a dark South African man with long dreads and beautiful golden eyes.

"Alek, you remember Jasper. This is Angelique, Edward's new wife and mother to my grandsons'," Carlisle said shaking his hand.

"Of course I remember Jasper, and nice to meet you Angelique. Your boys are very cute. Carlisle dotes on them all the time. I have hundreds of e-mails with their cute little faces attached," he said nodding to Jasper and kissing my hand. "My dear, you have a wonder fragrance, wildflowers and lavender I think." He sniffed my wrist as if he were committing me to his memory. I listened to his mind. He was intrigued. "There's more though... what is that smell? It's very familiar."

Carlisle smiled.

"You do have a sensitive nose my friend. Angelique is a human hybrid. Her father is a half breed, her grandfather a full blood."

Alek's eyes widened.

"Well that's very interesting, and I thought your Nessie was unique."

"Alek is a tracker. He has very unique and acute senses. Which gives him the ability to find scents that no other vampire can smell. He can even find trails and clues that are damn near invisible to even our eyes. He was instrumental in helping us track and kill the Volturi."

"Wow, well thank you for letting us use your place, Alek," I said.

"No problem. I'd do anything for Carlisle, he is a great friend." He smiled.

I turned toward the door quickly.

"They're coming. They'll be here shortly."

"They?" Jazz asked.

"He has two others with him. Both full bloods. One is an older female, the other one is a newborn."

"Is he fucking crazy, bringing a newborn around you?" Jazz said.

"He's not thirsty," I said.

"I don't care, newborns are unpredictable and very hard to control," Jazz said. "This meeting is over! Let's go Carlisle. He didn't stick to our terms."

"No, I want this over with! Alek, will you stay with us?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Skye, Edward will kill me!" he said.

"I'll handle Edward. we're staying..."

He rolled his eyes and before I could finish he had scooped me up and was headed for the door.

"I don't like it, and we're leaving now!"

As he threw the door open Damien stood there smiling.

"Leaving so soon, Angelique? I was really looking forward to seeing you again," he said eyeballing me.

Jazz growled.

"Move! We're leaving, this meeting is over!"

"But we haven't even started." He smirked.

"What the fuck are you doing bringing a newborn around her?" Jazz growled.

"Who Connor? Don't worry about him," he said dismissively. "He's not thirsty, and I have him under control. He will do as I ask," he said pointing at his head.

"Jazz, please... I'm okay. Let's get it over with since we're all here now."

"Fine, but Alek stays since you brought a newborn," he said looking at Damien.

"I have no problem with that," he said, stepping into the pub followed by Connor, a short stubby man with blue black hair and a pale face. Behind him was a tall voluptous woman with shoulder length, shiny black hair. She had on a short black dress and black stilettos. Her face was okay, but her body was amazing.

"Who's the woman?" Carlisle asked.

"Oh, I must've forgotten my manners. This is Ameena. She's an old friend of mine and Edward's. Well mostly Edward's, but that's old news." He looked me over.

I looked at Carlisle who was scowling at Damien.

"Eddie-poo never told you about Ameena. After all those years they spent together. That's just like Edward to conveniently leave shit out ," Damien said hissing.

I didn't even want to know what the hell that meant. Edward's past was his past and he'd tell me everything when he was ready.

"That's not why we're here, Damien. We're here because Skye wanted to talk with you."

"Carlisle, you still hiding Edward's dirty little secrets?"

"Enough Damien… I'm not here for this. I here to talk to you about this... this thing you have for me. I want to set things straight," I said.

"And how are you going to do that? Are you planning on leaving here with me today?" he asked and Jazz hissed.

"No, I'm not. Have you seen your soothsayer yet?" I asked.

He didn't answer so I checked his thoughts. He had.

"Her visions have changed I see."

"Get out my damn head!" he growled. "Connor...if you please."

We all looked at Connor then I lost my connection.

"So that's why you brought him...he's a shield," I said.

Jazz and Carlisle looked at each other.

"It doesn't matter. I've already seen that her visions have changed. Edward is now the one she has seen me with."

"That's because he stepped in my path and altered my future with you!" he hissed.

"No, it's because you chose not to follow your path and it was offered to someone else. You have no one to blame but yourself."

"He stole you from me, and I will have what's mine! You belong to me!" he shouted.

Jasper stepped toward me. He was trying to calm Damien down.

This was getting me nowhere.

"And how did he do that? I was never yours. He knew nothing of your soothsayer's visions. I didn't even meet you until Nessie's wedding. By then I was already in love with Edward. My heart was never meant to be yours..."

"It is what fate wanted," he hissed.

"God damn it, Damien! It's too late, so move on! Edward is my husband and the father of my children. Please understand and accept that. Please stop following and sending me gifts. Just leave me alone!"

I was on the verge of tears. I just wanted to be left alone so I could enjoy my life with my family.

It was quiet then he turned to me.

"I won't let you go that easy. If Edward were in my shoes he'd do the same thing," he said calmly. "He'd fight for you."

I was crying now.

"You're fucking crazy! Edward was right, you're never going to let it go! I don't want you Damien! I'm with the man I love! Leave me the fuck alone!"

Jazz wrapped me in his arms and stroked my hair.

"Okay, now that she's had her say and you're still not backing down from this, I have to tell you that we will be taking this matter to the council. You are scaring the shit out of my daughter and she is in fear for her family. We tried to do it the right way now your fate will be in our hands," Carlisle said.

"You all have no authority over me, Carlisle!" He stated boldly.

"We govern over all of our species and the last time I checked, you were vampire. Edward and I both sit on the council along with many of our friends. They won't take kindly to your advances and intimidation of a council member's wife."

"Are you threatening me, Carlisle?" Damien asked.

"Absolutely not, I'm simply letting you know where we stand and giving you the option to choose wisely. I don't like it when someone threatens my family's well being and you my friend are doing just that."

"I have friends on the council as well."

"The Romanians, I assume. There's only one of them on council, clearly not enough to save your ass. You will leave her alone. I did not come all this way for nothing. Your interference stops now, Damien. I care nothing of fates and fortunes, whatever future you thought you were to have with Skye is no longer feasible. She's with my son," Carlisle said walking toward the door. "I will do whatever it takes to protect my family and if you fuck with them, you fuck with me. Are we clear Damien?"

Damien was angry and his fists were balled up but he said nothing.

"Good, I'll take your silence as a yes," Carlisle said looking at him.

Damien turned and stormed out the pub, his goonies in tow.

Jazz and I both looked at Carlisle stunned. That was so unlike him.

"Damn dad, I didn't know you had it in you," Jazz said.

Carlisle smiled and I ran to him.

"Thank you, Carlisle," I said sniffing back my tears.

"It was that or let Edward loose on him. I would really hate to have to cover up his death, because I would do that for Edward. But don't you ever tell him I said that." He smiled looking at me.

"I won't. Can I go home to my husband and my babies now?" I asked.

"Yes, let's go home."

We thanked Alek and made our way to the airport. We had already packed our bags. We didn't plan on going back to the house.

Once on the plane I relaxed. I felt good about the day and relieved. The meeting didn't go well but I think our point got across. No one got killed or hurt so I chalked it up as a win. I sat back in the plush seat and felt a weight lift off my back. I closed my eyes and drifted off.