I meant to make this a Bella/Edward chapter, and it is. Promise. But the first two parts are short peeks into what's happening with Alice and Jasper.

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APOV

I sighed and fell back onto my bed. Never before had I been so bored in Forks. Not only was there not a single semi-decent department store closer than an hour and a half drive (unless I broke the speed limit; I'd managed to get it down to a little over an hour), but Jasper was at least a thousand miles away. Which was far more depressing than I thought it would be.

Rolling onto my stomach, I sighed again, feeling my fingers itch with the urge to call or text him again. All the way down in Texas, Jasper was enjoying the quiet time with his aunt. And I was stuck in Forks where everyone knew each other and were small-minded and shallow.

Groaning, I lithely leapt off the mattress and danced to my door. I was the type of person who always needed something to do, and Forks just didn't cut it. I would have asked to bring Bella with us, except I had a feeling that her and Edward might get somewhere if there was nobody around to watch it happen. Though Edward may have ruined that by losing his temper at her….

I paused half-way down the hall and, feeling only slightly guilty, focused on what the possibilities of the future for those two might be. My talent was unusual, and I didn't entirely understand it yet. All I knew was that I had strong feelings about how things would turn out. I'd known right away I'd be great friends with Rosalie and Bella; I'd known that Edward would fall hard for her, even if it took him ages to admit it; I'd had a bad feeling he'd messed up somehow before I'd gotten on the plane; and now I felt only a reassurance that they were very happy. Grinning now, I skipped down the stairs of Esme's friend's house - she was out-of-state and told us to make ourselves at home - and into the kitchen. I jumped onto the counter to watch Esme slice and dice what looked like green peppers for dinner.

"Esme." I said.

She looked up, an amused eyebrow raised. "Yes, Alice?"

I sighed. "I miss Bella. And Rosalie. And Edward and Emmett… and Jasper."

She smirked slightly. "Didn't you already call Jasper twice today?"

I made a face; Esme may not be my real mother, but she had mother's intuition alright. "Yes. I miss him so much though…." I frowned. "I didn't quite see how strong I felt for him before. I wonder if he feels the same…?" I trailed off, mainly to myself.

Esme chuckled. "I've seen the way he looks at you, hun. Don't worry your pretty head about how he feels about you. It's obvious he loves you very much."

I felt myself blush lightly at her words. Jasper and I hadn't even hinted at the word love before, and I wasn't sure we would for a while yet. Emmett and Rosalie were fast, passionate, and expressive in their relationship; Jasper and I were more reserved, slow paced… practically the opposite of their way of expressing their emotions. It'd be interesting to see how Edward and Bella showed their feelings….

With another sigh, I dropped down onto the ground again and headed for the doorway, my fingers slipping into my jacket pocket again.

"I'm going to go for a walk, Esme…" I called back to her, glancing over my shoulder.

She smiled knowingly. "Okay. Be sure to be back in an hour at the latest. I'll call you when dinner will be done soon."

I hurried outside once I was out of Esme's view, practically sprinting for the path that lead into the woods, my phone already in my hand. I held down the 2 button and waited for Jasper to pick up.

JPOV

Alice was calling me again, and I couldn't help but grin. We were probably running up each other's phone bills, but I wasn't able to stop talking with her.

"Alice," I acknowledged. It was just after dinner here, and the sky was slowly darkening into dusk. The crickets were chirping their songs, and the light breeze was warm and slightly dusty. My aunt was inside, washing dishes after a lot of insisting on her part, and I was out on the front porch, sitting in a swing, enjoying the peace.

"Jaz! I'm probably annoying you by now, but I just was so bored…"

I chuckled. Forks was not exactly Alice's type of place. She continued to tell me about her day, a lot of it complaints, but I hung onto her every word like the love-sick fool I was.

"I think Edward and Bella have gotten together," she finally said.

That caught my interest (not that everything else she'd said hadn't in it's own way). Bella had been infuriated by Alice's unusual cousin, yet I had thought she also seemed to, at times, like him. It was in the way she couldn't seem to help herself from talking about him, even when it was complaining, and the way she sometimes seemed to speak so highly of him. Rosalie hadn't seemed to notice that much, but then, she was distracted by Emmett.

"What makes you think that?" I asked.

There was a pause on her end, and I frowned. It happened almost every time I asked her a question like this, and I wondered when she'd admit it to me. I'd figured it out after a few weeks; Alice had some sort of gift that allowed her to have a sixth sense on things. Evidently, she was cautious about letting people know, and I could understand why. But I wanted her to be able to share everything with me, not to have to hide from me. She spoke, and I realized I'd been holding my breath.

"Just a feeling really. Haven't you seen the way they act around each other?"

It came out with a soft woosh. Tonight apparently wouldn't be the night she'd share with me. "Yeah," I drawled dryly. "But why now do you think?"

"No one's there to stop them. Edward will feel better being around Bella when he has less people to put a show on for."

I didn't ask her any longer about Edward. She knew I knew something was up with him, and that it wasn't a good something, but I knew that she would never tell me. It was for Edward to share, which though likely to never happen, we both respected. I wondered if he'd tell Bella though? I didn't want her to get hurt; she was like a sister to me, in a way that Rosalie wasn't quite. I loved Rose, but there were some things I could talk about with Bella better.

"Jazz…?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yeah?" I asked, concerned. And frustrated; it was hard to get a read on what Alice was feeling over the phone.

She sighed. "I can't wait until I can see you again. I miss you."

"I miss you too Alice. More than you can comprehend. Five days." I reminded her.

She huffed. "Six, actually. Mom wanted to see some play that was showing in Seattle the night of our flight, so Dad and her changed our departure to the next day. I have to wait a week to see you now."

I sighed, saddened by the news, but then an idea popped into my head. "Well, I'll probably see you when Rose gets back the day after that, right? She'll want to share with everyone of the horror of Emmett's grandma." I added with a chuckle. She had already called to complain to me about the older woman days ago, and I'd told Alice about it.

Alice chuckled sadly. "Yeah…" I thought I heard her add, 'I don't want to wait that long', but I couldn't be sure. Still, I grinned. If I met her at the airport, and took her out to dinner….

We hung up later when Alice said she should be getting back to the house. I sighed contentedly and leaned back, examining the dark, star-strewn southern sky.

Back to Bella now

I yawned as I took the hot chocolate Mack handed to me. It was a little over a week into break, which meant everyone would be coming back this weekend or this Friday, which was still a few days away. I hadn't been able to reach Rosalie, and was worried about her. Last night, I'd gotten a call from Jasper, and we'd talked. He was worried about her also, since the one time he'd talked to her since I had had been days ago, and she'd sounded distressed. It took a lot to get Rose distressed.

My vision blurred as I fought to keep my eyes open. To no avail; I was pretty much brain dead.

That is… until Edward took a seat at the bar next to me. "What are you doing up so early?" he asked, a disapproving frown in place.

I smiled slightly. "Nothing much." I yawned. "I woke up, and decided to come down here for breakfast." I knew he'd see right through my excuse. His frowned deepened slightly, and he reached over and began playing with my fingers.

"You should sleep Bella. How late did you actually end up going to bed after we hung up?"

I blushed; we'd been talking on the phone with each other until at least one in the morning, when Edward had made me hang up after yawning for the fifth time. Or so he claimed; I hadn't been keeping track of such inconsequential details. Still, after that, I'd showered and read a little of the book I was reading, a new one from Barnes and Nobles. So it had probably been more like three when I'd actually fallen asleep. And right now it was about seven thirty. Barely anyone was in, except me and a few other regulars.

He sighed, obviously interpreting from my blush his answer, and gave me another disapproving look. "You need more sleep, Bella. Vacation is time to catch up on sleep, not loose more of it," he added with a dry teasing tone.

I stuck my tongue out at him, too tired to think of a really good comeback. He chuckled quietly, shaking his head. I frowned and muttered, "Ah, go fry yourself Hyde."

He chuckled some more, but leaned close and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek. It always made me blush when he did this in public, especially since I wasn't too sure where we stood. He hadn't kissed me on the lips since our date, which was somewhat worrying to me. I didn't quite know if we were official or not….

He was looking at me in concern, and I smiled at him. It cleared a little, but not much.

"So," he said. "Listen, I have work to do tonight, helping some friends out." Code for, I'm not going to be able to see, talk, or tell you anything in regards to later tonight, Bella. I grimaced. "But," he added, in the same tone that parents used with kids when offering an alternate solution or bribe. "I want to take you out of town today. Rodnie's letting me off early, in about an hour and a half," he specified, looking at the wall clock. "So drink your hot chocolate, eat a bagel like usual, and then I'll take you back to your dorm so you can get anything you'll need."

I looked at him curiously. "Where are we going?"

He smirked. "Not telling."

I groaned. "I hate surprises," I muttered.

Rolling his eyes, Edward stood up. "Why am I not surprised?"

I stuck my tongue out at his back.

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I unlocked the door of my dorm room, stealing a glance back at Edward. He still hadn't cracked and told me where he was taking me, but he grinned hugely every time I asked. Very annoying. For that, I would have left him to wait by the car and taken forever to get ready, but I didn't want to risk the Queenies spotting him and torturing him with their evil ways.

Opening the door, I held it open for him; he smirked slightly and placed his hand high on the door, holding it for me. Rolling my eyes in slight exasperation, I let the door go and stepped in, waiting until he shut it to turn around and face him.

"Just let me change out of these sweats and then we can go." I started to head for the dresser, calling casually over my shoulder, "Can you tell me where we are going so I can dress appropriately?"

A quick peek over my shoulder showed him smirking again. "Dress casual."

Groaning, I grabbed a pair of light wash jeans and slid into the bathroom, firmly shutting the door behind myself. I slipped out of the sweats Rosalie had bought me last Christmas, and shimmied into my jeans. After quickly brushing my teeth again, and deciding my hair was fine in the messy ponytail I'd put it in earlier, I opened the door and stepped out.

Edward was looking through the books on my shelf, the battered copy of Wuthering Heights in his hand. He looked over at me as the door shut, and raised a brow, a small grin in place. "Fan of the classics, I see."

I felt my cheeks heat up slightly, which made him chuckle. Setting the book back in its place, he walked over and brushed the backs of his fingers across my stained cheek. "Ready?"

My blush increasing, I nodded and stepped over to the dresser. My phone and some cash were slid into a pocket, and then I grinned at him. We walked out the door, down the hall. He was close enough that his arm would occasionally brush against my own, but he didn't grab my hand or anything. He could be so confusing.

The smooth purr of the Volvo's engine was the only sound as we drove for a while. I stared out the window, trying to figure out where he was taking me. Finally, he reached over and turned on the CD player, skipping past a song or two until it was at one he liked. He leaned back in his seat, smiling over at me.

"Bella, relax. It's not in town, so you won't be able to figure anything out."

With a sigh, I faced him. "You're so annoying, Edward," I muttered.

He simply chuckled. "What do you want to do with your life? College and career wise," he specified, obviously picking up his random questioning again.

I sighed. "I don't know, really. I want to go to college, and I know that I want to either teach or get into the publishing business - you know, like editing the books? But I'm not absolutely sure about anything yet. I have a few colleges in mind, but I'm waiting to hear replies."

He grinned. "Where'd you send applications?"

"All over the place," I shrugged. "CSU Chico, University Washington, Lake Forest College, Oregon State University, Columbia, a couple others." I shrugged again, throwing him a grin. "I pretty much filled out the ones I was looking in to, then a bunch of others Renee and Rosalie threw at me."

He was grinning, and I decided I wanted a turn to ask the questions. "What about you?"

"I want to be a doctor, ever since I was little. I've applied to quite a few colleges, but I have to make sure I get lots of scholarships and can get financial aid. Medicine is an expensive field," he added, raising a brow at me.

I grinned at him. "I'm sure you'll get a thousand scholarships, and have colleges begging to take you. Who wouldn't want to be able to brag about how Edward Masen, world-renowned doctor, attended their college?"

He laughed, and reached over to hold my hand, squeezing it slightly. "Thanks, Bella."

I grinned at him. "Don't mention it." I threw a casual glance out the window, and frowned. "Edward… where are we?" I knew we weren't in town anymore; actually, if I had to hazard a guess, I'd say we were in the next town over, except that it usually took over half an hour to get there. We'd been in the car for barely twenty minutes. I knew better than to glance at the speedometer.

"Don't worry; we're almost there."

I sighed and kept a watch out the window, curious about where we were heading. It wasn't too long before I saw a fenced in field, huge from what I could tell, full of rides and booths. Screams from one of them reached us even as we pulled into the parking lot of a Burger King. I twisted in my seat to stare at Edward as he turned off the car.

He looked over at me and grinned. "What?"

"You brought me to a carnival?"

Grinning still, he opened his door and stepped out. My irrational shock kept me immobile for a few more moments, before I scrambled to undo my seatbelt and reached for the door handle. Of course Edward had already beaten me to it, and was holding it open for me, grinning that infamous crooked grin of his.

He and I walked the three blocks to the front gate, where Edward stepped up to the booth for entrance tickets. "Two please." he murmured.

I swear the woman's jaw practically hit the counter. I rolled my eyes, but then grabbed Edward by the arm and yanked him away as I saw him pull out his wallet.

Glaring over my shoulder at him, I snapped, "I'm paying, no arguments. Go get in line."

A startled look flashed across his face, then one of amusement before he snapped a salute (smart ass) and stepped over to the line, which had at least twenty people in it. I paid for the entrance tickets, which were only about ten dollars, then headed over to stand next to Edward in line. He glanced down at me, smiling, as I handed him his ticket.

"I think Alice is starting to rub off on you. You sounded just like her when she's shopping."

I couldn't help but snicker, thinking he was probably right. Edward's arm was brushing against mine, the heat of it a constant reminder. I wished he'd wrap it around my waist, or grab my hand in his, but I was afraid to do so myself. What if this was just as friends? What if we weren't really together? I mean, we hadn't really officialised it or anything. I'd told him I wanted to give us a try, but perhaps he took it differently. Did it mean we were just getting to know each other, as friends, or as something more? Edward kept throwing me curious glances, but never asked anything, and I wasn't about to volunteer the information.

We stepped inside and Edward pulled me lightly out of the way of the rest of the people entering, onto a patch of green grass.

"Bella," he started, sounding frustrated. "What's wrong? You've been like this for the past couple days… did I do something to upset you?"

"No," I mumbled, blushing.

He ran his hand through his bronze tangled locks, glancing sideways at me. "Then what's wrong? You can tell me, Bella." he added in a softer, more intense tone. It did major damage to the strength of my knees.

Blushing profusely, I reluctantly mumbled, "It's just…" I couldn't get the words out, and he sighed.

"Bella," he encouraged, meeting my eyes with his startling green ones. They smoldered, and like usual, dazzled me enough to blurt out the truth.

"Are we an official couple, or just friends?" Realizing what I'd just let slip, I hurried to make myself sound a little less stupid. "I mean, I…" I trailed off as my mind drew a blank. "Never mind." I muttered, attempting to pull away and back towards the crowd. "Just forget I said anything. It's stupid."

He gave me a look, eyebrow raised. "Would it make you feel better if I asked?"

I blushed furiously, embarrassed, but nodded, not quite looking at him. He grinned crookedly, sending my breathing pattern for a loop, and waited until I looked at him. Grin widening, he moved in front of me, never breaking his gaze from mine, then dropped down on one knee, holding my hands loosely yet firmly in his own. I think I broke the record for darkest blush.

"Bella Swan, will you do me the greatest honor of being my girlfriend?"

"Yes," I muttered, tugging at his hands. "Now stand up before someone recognizes me."

Laughing, he rose, then pulled me into his arms. I buried my face into his chest, waiting for the red to fade away.

"Bella, I'm sorry if I confused you. I didn't want to rush you into anything… until recently, you hated me, remember?" he added jokingly.

"Oh yeah. I forgot." I muttered sarcastically. Still chuckling, he pulled away to peer down at me. "Better? Ready to go enjoy the rides?"

I sighed. "You're not going to make me go on that one that goes upside down in a circle, are you?" I asked suspiciously.

His eyes bored down into mine, holding me frozen in place. "Perhaps. Will you hold onto me?"

I gulped. "I'd do that without the ride."

Grinning, he started pulling me back into the crowd. "Then I see no reason to freak you out unnecessarily."

"So chivalrous," I muttered. He simply laughed some more.

The whole front where we had entered was full of booths and a few stages; on one stage, I could see a group of belly dancers and beside that, I could just barely make out a small track with pigs in the trailer next to it. It was still early in the day, barely ten, so there weren't too many people to crowd the walkways. Finally, we reached the rides, and Edward led me up to one of the booths selling tickets.

He glanced over at me and raised a brow. "Are you going to pay again, Bella?"

I glared playfully at him. "For myself, yes."

He smirked. "Then I pay for the food and anything else."

Huffing, I placed my hands on my hips and decided to channel my inner "Alice". "You can pay for the food, and anything you want to buy me, but I can buy my own things as well."

He rolled his eyes, laughing. "Deal." Turning back to the person in the booth, he added under his breath, "Alice should sell lessons."

I snickered, stepping up to the open window next to him, and bought an all-day wristband.

Edward grabbed my hand, sending the poor guy behind the window a warning glare, and then we casually started walking the area. Booths with animals hanging from the tops and poles were placed sporadically between the rides and along the fence; the lines weren't too long this early, and I pulled Edward towards the swings when I saw them.

"I've loved this ride since I was little," I told him as we slowly but surely stepped up to get on. "It's like I can fly; I feel so free."

He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. "Mm… I like it as well."

We rode some more of the rides, thankfully staying away from the ones that went upside-down, like the crazy train and the fireball and - cue shudder - the zipper. Edward pulled me away after a while and bought a water, sharing it with me. I hadn't realized how thirsty I was until I took the first sip.

"What are you going to buy, Bella?" Edward asked.

I shrugged. "I'm not sure… maybe one of those shirts they spray paint."

He smiled, "Then let's get one."

I tilted my head. "No…I think I want to get that." I pointed towards a small clothing booth, and the dress hanging on the side of it. It was black, and tied behind the neck with spaghetti-like strings. It had, of course, an open back, and white flower designs stitched along the bottom. The fabric bunched together at the center of the chest, and was slightly higher at the front than in the back.

Edward gently tugged me over and cleared his throat, getting the lady's attention. She turned around and her eyes widened. Mine, in turn, narrowed slightly.

Edward offered her a dazzling smile. "Excuse me," he said quietly, "But how much is that dress there? And do you have it in a medium size?"

She nodded, going into the shade of the tent before coming out with it. She seemed to have recovered herself slightly, and simpered, "Is this what you're looking for, dear?"

Edward took the dress from her and held it up against me. Nodding in satisfaction, he turned back to the woman. She had been glaring resentfully at me, but cleared her face into a beguiling smile as Edward faced her. "How much?" he asked again.

"For you, only fifteen," she answered quickly.

Edward looked back at me slightly and covertly winked. "Fifteen?" he grimaced, making a face like it just was a little too much.

She tilted her head, a slightly desperate smirk in place. "How about twelve?"

Catching on to Edward's game, I grabbed his arm, leaning against him. "Come on, Edward. I saw a dress almost just like it on the other side of the park, and I am pretty sure it was eleven."

"Ten!" the lady quickly told us.

"Ten it is." Edward agreed. He pulled the bill out of his wallet and handed it to the lady, then led me away. "How about we go get something to eat soon at the Burger King, and you can change into this."

I frowned, confused. "Edward, why would I need to change?"

He grinned. "Because." He leaned closer and placed his lips over my ear. "I want to see how gorgeous you look in it."

Blushing, I nodded. "Okay. But first I want to do something." I tugged him over to the tent I had seen in almost the exact middle of the booth area, white with three posters of different designs. "It's an airbrush tattoo booth… I want to get one."

Edward grinned down at me. "Okay. I'll get one as well."

I looked over the designs, as did Edward. Finally choosing one, I stepped under and into the tent. One of the girls looked up, her black hair spilled over a shoulder and pencil in hand, notebook and textbook in her lap. "Hey. You've decided?"

"Yeah," I told her, then pointed to the two I wanted. One was a single red rose, number 003, and the other was a character, dream. I loved the look of it, and I somehow felt that it fit. The times I was alone with Edward were always like a dream, one that kept going, that I expected to wake up from but didn't want to. I glanced over at Edward as I sat down, taking off my jacket so they could reach my bare shoulder. He was talking quietly with the other girl, who was smiling, but not at all flirtatiously. Thank god at least someone at this festival wasn't hitting on my boyfriend. The thought made me smile. Edward really was my boyfriend.

He sat down as well, actually removing his shirt so she could begin to spray the tattoo onto his lower left shoulder, in the front. I ogled him for a little, then glanced up to see he'd caught me looking at him. Of course the inevitable blush appeared, but I just grinned at him, not all that ashamed. He grinned back.

When they were done, we paid and left the booth.

"What's your's?" I asked, glancing curiously at his now-covered tattoo. He grinned and gently wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

"It's one of the tiger ones…. And then I saw that you were getting one of the Chinese characters, so I got one as well."

"What's your's mean?"

He smiled down at me. "Eternity."

I smiled back up at him. "Well, you can see what I got." He nodded, fingers brushing the skin near the tattoos. "It means dream."

He smiled again and led the way out of the festival. We got our hand stamps, and started towards the Burger King. What had seemed like a short walk before now felt incredibly long. My feet ached from all the standing and walking I'd been doing, and I had a headache from all the sun. I sighed with relief when we finally stepped into the restaurant. Thought the weather wasn't too terribly warm - in the low eighties - I still felt relieved to be inside the cooler indoors.

We sat down at one of the booths in the far back after ordering, with Edward paying of course. There were very few people inside, but we could still pick up sounds from the carnival. We didn't say much; Edward mainly played with my fingers. When they called our order, Edward rise to grab it and then brought it back.

"Are you having fun, Bella?" he asked, sounding a little uncertain, once we'd started eating. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I'd taken that first bite.

I smiled up at him and swallowed the mouthful of food. "Tons. Thanks Edward."

He grinned crookedly. "Well, when we go back, I'll have to win you a stuffed bear or something. We can't go breaking the carnival date tradition, now can we?" he teased.

I smirked. "Well, Hyde, maybe I'll end up winning you something."

Edward's grin flickered briefly into a larger one, and he opened his mouth to retort when his cell rang. Frowning, he pulled it out and flipped it open after glancing at the screen. "Hello?"

Slowly, I watched as he features paled. Watching him with intense concern, I saw his eyes flash with pain, a little fear, and his own worry. "I'll be right there. Thanks." He hung up and bent his head down to pinch the bridge of his nose between his fingers. When he had composed himself somewhat, he glanced up at me, but not quite meeting my gaze.

"Bella," he spoke quietly, almost aloofly. "I hate to do this, but there's something I have to take care of at home. I'm going to have to cut our date short."

I bit my lip in worry. "Is something wrong with your… friends?" I asked.

Confusion crossed his features momentarily before comprehension and then frustration did. "No." he spoke softly. He rose, and I hurried to do so as well.

"I'll get a bag," I told him, snatching up all the food we had yet to eat and the half-empty soda we'd been sharing. I scurried over to the counter and got a bag, which I unceremoniously shoved all our food into. I speedily filled up the soda again, then followed a waiting Edward out the door and into the Volvo. Even as obviously upset as he was, he retained his gentlemanly manners, opening the door for me and waiting until I was buckled to start the car.

The ride back was in tense silence, and I knew that Edward was going even faster than he had on the way to the carnival. I worried my bottom lip, shooting occasional glances at him. His knuckles were white from the pressure he had on holding the steering wheel, his jaw and facial features tight. Uncertainly, I hesitantly reached out until my fingers closed around one of his hands. For a moment, he didn't react, but then his hand twisted and his fingers twined around mine. He squeezed tightly, and I clutched his back in reassurance. We didn't speak at all until we pulled up at his house.

Edward turned off the engine, but made no move to get out. I was still watching his face attentively, and saw a fierce battle in his eyes as he decided something. I waited to see what the verdict would be, and how it would effect me.

Finally, he turned to face me. "Bella," he said, his soft, velvet voice seemingly too loud in the previous silence. "What I'm going to tell you… is important. I want you to listen with an open mind, and wait until I'm finished to judge or say anything, okay?"

I nodded. "What is it, Edward?" I encouraged.

He took a deep breath. "My mom…." He dropped his head, then slowly glanced up at me, eyes guarded as they peered up at me through the dark fringe of lashes. "My mom is an alcoholic."

If you want to see the tattoos, they're on this site. Page 1, number 290 is Edward's tiger, and page , number 070 is Edward's character. Bella's are on that same page, numbers 003 and 071. ;)

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