S'up my furry friends? Let me tell you, this chapter was no walk in the park. I had to watch a couple of episodes and keep going back and editing this chapter to make it flow right but I think it finally came out okay.

So, I have some news. TBA was stolen yet again by someone who took the story, changed Taylor's name, and posted it on a different website. Someone messaged me about it and I promptly unleashed my wrath upon them! MWHAHAHA! ...or I might have sent them a polite message to please take it down and they did...but it got the job done. This is the second time TBA has been copied, so if you guys see anyone else trying to pass it off as theirs or another one of my stories please tell me and I will be eternally grateful. ;)

Last thing I've got to say is that me and Taylor haven't done the interview quite yet. We've tried twice but everytime we try to get to it she ends up having to leave. T_T Don't worry though, we'll try again probably this week and it'll be up soon. In the meantime, keep sending in questions!


Chapter 51

Come Little Children

(-Taylor-)

"Ugh," I moaned and rolled over onto my back. I felt so nauseous that I was content to just lay there until it passed…wherever I was laying. Where had Fate dumped me this time? I remembered him attacking Winry and I in the Rockbell's house. He caught me and activated my tattoos. I didn't recall much after that except the vague sensation of traveling in the gate. Yes, it felt just like the last time he sent me through. But where did he send me this time.

I cracked an eye open and, after deciding I wouldn't puke, I opened the other. I was met with the sight of a cloudy sky…and a dog? The dog was looking at me, panting. It whined…um, okay?

I sat up and scanned the area. I was in a park, people hanging out but far enough away not to notice me, except this dog. It was a chocolate lab, just sitting beside me and watching me with concern. I petted his head and smiled. Poor thing was probably confused, wondering how the heck a girl had just popped out of nowhere. Come to think of it, did I just poof here or did the gate appear and spit me out?

I shook my head. This was so not the time to be thinking stupid questions. I needed to find out where the hell I was and figure out how to get back to Resembool. So I glanced around, seeing tall buildings around the park. They kind of reminded me of Central…Hm, I couldn't be…

I ran to the outskirts of the park, the dog jogging behind me. I looked up and down the street until I found what I was looking for: a public map. I examined it and my eyes were immediately drawn to the large building of Central headquarters.

I rubbed the bridge of my nose, "This is not good." The dog whined and rubbed up against my leg to comfort me but it was no use. I could not be comforted because what I saw posted right beside the map was a wanted poster with my picture. I was in Central, right in the middle of the military's prime territory, and I was a wanted criminal. I was royally screwed.

Why did Fate have to send me here of all places? What was the point? Well, he did say something about the end coming. Now that I thought about it I could feel that things were going to go down soon. For better or worse, I didn't know.

So what to do? I couldn't take a train back to Resembool. They'd catch me in a heartbeat. And there wasn't any place here in Central where I could hide. My first thought was that maybe Gracia would take me in but she had probably heard the news about 'me' killing Hawkeye. I doubt she would trust me now.

Wait a minute. Who said that I had to run or hide? Ed and Al were either here in Central right now or about to be here and would soon storm Central HQ. All I had to do is scout out HQ and wait for them to show up! And I would be able to help them too and Ed couldn't get mad at me for it! It's not my fault that Fate sent me here and I have nowhere else to go. Besides, he sent me here for a reason so I might as well see exactly what reason that was.

"Alright, it's go time!" I smirked to myself, hands on my hips and ready to face the world.

"Hey, it's that girl from the wanted posters!"

"Aw shit!" I shouted and ran for it. Two armed officers chased after me as I frantically searched for some way to lose them. I definitely couldn't outrun them; they were already gaining on me. I'd have to find a place to hide.

I rounded a corner and ran down an alley only to trip over my own two feet. I landed face first on the concrete and nearly broke my nose.

"OW!" I cried, sitting up and holding my face. I felt someone beside me and flinched. Then I sighed as I realized it was only the chocolate lab. He must have followed me.

"Alright Miss, put your hands up where we can see them," one of the officers commanded, him and his buddy aiming their guns in my direction.

I grimaced, Not good!

"Grrrr," the dog bared its teeth at the officers. My eyes widened. Was he actually defending me? Awww, he was such a good boy!

"Hey, call off your dog," the other officer ordered nervously.

I shrugged, "He's not mine."

The first one took a step closer and that was enough to provoke the canine over the edge. The dog lunged for him and bit his arm.

"AH! Get 'em off!"

"Hey!" the other one yelled at the dog as he reached to pry him off. I couldn't have any of that, now could I? So I pulled out the wrench Winry had given me and threw it at his face.

"Score!" I cheered as it hit him dead on. He stumbled back and fell, down for the count. The first officer managed to get the dog off his arm and ran away, the dog chasing after him all the way. If I ever saw that dog again I'd have to remember to give him a biscuit.

Now without my pursuers I could initiate my former plan: to find Ed and Al!

Twenty minutes later…

"So not fair," I muttered to myself as a group of soldiers escorted me to a cell. Everything had been going smoothly until…well…until I got caught. Turns out there were more soldiers hanging around Central than I would have thought. It didn't take long for one to find me again and then another to join into the chase and then pretty soon a large mob was chasing after me. I tried to use alchemy to escape but it, uh, backfired. And so here I am, in wooden cuffs that prevented me from performing alchemy, walking within the walls of Central HQ and being taken to a cell where they would be keeping me until the Fuhrer was informed.

They led me down a row of cells until they reached mine. Then they pushed me in, locked the door, and walked away.

"Hey!" I called out after them, gripping the bars to my cell. "Don't I even get my one phone call? Hey!"

"I wouldn't bother," someone spoke and I looked around for the voice but couldn't find them. "The people here are assholes."

"I second that," I agreed, still trying to find the voice's owner. Judging from the direction I heard it, it must mean that he was in the cell adjacent to mine. I wondered who it was because it sounded vaguely familiar. I shrugged it off and tried to focus on a way to break out of my cuffs or somehow perform alchemy around them. I strained against the wooden cuffs to no avail, growling at them in frustration.

"So what'd you do to land yourself here?" the guy asked me.

I blew my bangs out of my eyes, "I was born." I glanced up and down the cells but couldn't see anyone else here with us. "Hey, have you seen anyone else being held here? Or is it just you?"

"Nope. Just me and my brother."

I sighed regretfully. I was hoping that Izumi and Sig might be here but I guess not. They must be being held prisoner in a different area of the building.

"Wait," I said as something dawned on me. He said brother… No wonder the voice was familiar! It was Russell and I assumed Fletcher was in there with him. "So, they got you for impersonating Ed, didn't they Russell?"

"I was not! I was just-" he went to defend himself angrily but then paused, "Hey, how do you know that and how do you know my name? Are you some sort of stalker?"

"Yeah, cause I like to stalk people in my spare time," I snorted. "I'm actually a close friend of the Elric brothers."

"Al and Ed?" I heard Fletcher's voice for the first time.

"Yep! And they should be here some time today to bust out a couple of people. That's why I asked if you guys had seen anyone else."

"Think he'd bust us out too?" Russell asked.

"Sure," I said, not mentioning that Ross and Brosch should be by soon to help them anyway. It'd be nice if they got here in time to get me out too, but I didn't think that was possible. It was still a little too early, since the main events happened around the afternoon as the sun was setting if I remembered correctly. The Homunculi would hear of my capture before then and come to get me and Ed and Al would be none the wiser. Unless, I sent them a message.

"Hey Russell."

"Yeah?"

I glanced down the hall to make sure no one was there to overhear. Satisfied, I told him, "Listen to me carefully because I don't have a lot of time. Someone's bound to come get me soon and I need you to get a message to Ed and Al. You brought the paper from your dad's journal, right?"

"Yeah, but how did you-"

"I can't explain right now. Make sure to give it to them and tell them that I'm here in Central. Tell them that Fate sent me here and the Homunculi have me. They'll understand what I mean. Please, I'm counting on you."

"Geez, you sound so serious," he commented. By the sound of his voice he wasn't completely sure what to think of this whole situation. Finally, he sighed, "Alright, I'll tell them."

"But what's your name?" Fletcher asked. "That way we can tell them."

"It's Taylor." But then I thought, what if they questioned if it was even me? It could be Envy leaving a clue to lead them into a trap. So I needed to tell them something that only I would say…hm… "And if they don't believe that it's actually me then give them the codeword: brownies." Okay, so we didn't actually have a codeword but I think they'd get the picture.

They didn't have time to question as the door at the end of the hall opened and a soldier walked down the hall. I had my fingers crossed that it would be Ross and Brosch but no, it was some guy I had never seen before.

The man stopped in front of my cell and unlocked it, "Come with me."

I hesitated, trying to think of a way to escape. It was only one soldier after all. I could maybe make a break for it but in the position I was in I wouldn't get very far. I was bound to be caught again so I might at well just do as I was told until Ed and Al joined the party.

I stepped out, the soldier closing the barred door and leading the way down the hall. There were a few soldiers hanging about and I got some stares but that was the least of my concern. What I was wondering was where everyone was at cause, despite there being a handful of officers here and there weren't near as many soldiers around as I saw on previous visits to Central HQ. And it wasn't late enough in the day for everyone to have gone home.

I received my answer when we walked by a window overlooking the courtyard. I saw rows and rows of soldiers lined up and I swear I saw the Fuhrer down there with them. What the heck was going on? It looked like they were preparing for battle? Oh wait, wasn't the Fuhrer supposed to be sending Mustang's team up to Drachma to fight on the frontlines? I guess that answered my question.

But there was still one thing bugging me. For being accused of attempted murder on the Fuhrer, the murder of a first lieutenant, and possessing strong alchemic abilities they sure were lax with the security. I mean, they sent me into my cell with a whole squad of men guarding me and now they just sent one? This guy must be some badass martial artist or something for them to send him alone.

Or it could be something more obvious.

"Where are you taking me, Envy?" I asked, sighing as if I was bored.

The man glanced over to me and smirked, "What gave me away?"

I shrugged, "I guess your aura of pure evilness tipped me off."

He stifled a laugh, "I'd say you have good instincts but since you've landed yourself here I think not. As for where I'm taking you, you'll see soon enough."

I stiffened. That did not sound like he was taking me to a nice little tea party, unless the tea party was located in a torture chamber. Wherever he was taking me I knew it would end badly for me. As we climbed a set of stairs a horrible twist in my gut told me to run. But run where? I was in the middle of the freaking military headquarters of the entire country! There was no way! If I tried to run I was screwed. If I stayed I was screwed. But I'll be damned if I didn't try!

I discreetly slipped a hand into my pocket and pulled out my wrench(of course I didn't just leave it when I threw it at that guy). As we passed an intersection of hallways I stopped. Hearing my lack of footsteps, Envy looked to me and met a face fool of wrench. Then I ran for my life.

"OW! Get back here you damn brat!"

Did he really think I was gonna stop just because he yelled that? Not a chance! I was getting out of here and that was that!

…or not.

My feet were suddenly kicked out from under me and I fell flat on my back. A sharp pain stabbed in my head as it cracked against the floor. Not giving me a single moment to breathe, Envy pulled me up by my hair and punched me in the gut. I coughed and struggled to take in air properly, making noisy gasping sounds.

"You better be glad I was ordered not to kill you but if you pull another stunt like that I'll find plenty of ways to punish you without killing you," he threatened. He didn't wait for my answer, choosing to sling me over his shoulder like a bag of flour and strode down the hall. Barely a minute went by and I had just got done with my coughing fit when Envy opened a door and tossed me to the floor.

"Ooof," I let out as I tried to sit up straight. The wooden cuffs made my movements awkward.

"So, we finally meet."

I glanced up to where I heard the voice. The first thing I noticed was the giant desk and I pieced together that we were in the Fuhrer's office. Next, I saw the woman sitting behind the desk.

"Dante," I breathed, just audible enough to be caught by her ears.

She nodded and gazed at me with dark eyes, eyes that once belonged to Lyra. Now the body had a new owner and I assumed that underneath her dress she was rotting. I never gave it much thought when I watched the show but Dante was scary as hell. Seeing her first hand and being under the scrutiny of her cold, calculating stare was unnerving and chilled me to the bone.

"Lust informed me of you, that is, before her demise. You seem to not only be a suitable sacrifice but you also know about us. And there's your previous performances to take into consideration."

As she talked, she stood and walked around the desk. Her movements remained fluid as she neared me and kneeled before me. My body tensed, my hands were shaking, and I couldn't move. A cold sweat dewed on my skin and my heart was pounding. I knew I needed to get away from her but I was frozen like a deer in the headlights.

She gracefully smirked, "You've shown very powerful alchemy, able to regenerate a new pair of arms. Almost like you had a Philosopher's Stone inside you." I couldn't hide my flinch and that encouraged her to believe that she was on the right trail. "And the arrays on your body hold a connection to the gate itself. I shall make great use of you."

I was still frozen when she touched my skin where my tattoos ringed around my wrists. From there, the arrays turned a dark blood red color. It was different than those other times my tattoos were activated and not just the color. The fire that pulsed through me was different, like cold flames that lapped at my skin and burned me with frostbite. The freezing flames licked up my body and centered in my head where a pressure continued to build until I was afraid I would burst. I could barely think around it, let alone command my body to fight against Dante.

Then something unusual happened. I heard a distant echoing somewhere far off, almost like someone was singing. It took me a minute to discern that the singing was coming from somewhere within my mind. I couldn't make out any of the words but the song was pressing into my consciousness so much that I began to lose my senses. One by one they faded and I was left alone within the darkness of my mind.


(-Dante-)

She watched as the girl's eyes dulled, taking on a blank expression. Now that her soul had been pushed back the girl's body was Dante's to control. The thought made her smile.

"What will you do with her now?" Envy asked with mild curiosity.

Dante rose, taking Taylor's hand and pulling it gently to get her to stand as well. "I will have her answer all of my questions and if she truly possesses a Philosopher's Stone within her I will use that to gain a new body."

"Hers?"

Dante shook her head, "Although she is rather young and pretty I think not. A transmutation such as that will probably use the girl as well. I will not take the risk of transferring my soul to her body. I'll find someone else to use soon." She accessed the secret elevator and beckoned for Taylor to follow her. The girl did willingly and they stepped into the elevator. Before the doors closed, Dante told Envy, "Make sure everything goes according to plan and send Pride to me when he's finished."


(-Fate-)

He watched from the shadows, being the eyes of Truth. For the most part, his role in this game was over as it was coming to a close. The girl had been bewitched by Dante's alchemy and it was now up to her to break it in time to win the game. Fate witnessed the coming of Hohenheim, how he quarreled with Dante, and how she sent him through the gate and still the girl remained in her daze. The homunculus Envy came and became infuriated with his master and was subdued by the homunculus Pride. Still, the girl was not fazed. This assured Fate's doubts even more that she would lose. It did not seem possible that she would be able to break the alchemic spell even when the rest of the game pieces were to arrive. But however certain the outcome, fate was a capricious thing if one had a will strong enough to change it.

So Fate waited patiently for the grand finale that was soon to come.


(-Ed-)

They ran down the halls of Central headquarters, swarms of officers yelling, chasing, and blocking their paths. But with the most recent squadron of troops dispatched to the battle raging with Drachma at the country's border there weren't near enough here to prevent the Fullmetal Alchemist and his armored brother from storming the building and producing a trail of chaos in their wake.

"Coming through!" Ed shouted as he slapped his hands to the ground, creating a cannon pointed straight at the oncoming officers. The soldiers screamed like girls and ran the other way as Ed fired the cannon.

With the way clear, they continued on to the section of the building used for prisoner containment. There were cells located on two floors and the brothers quickly went to search the first floor cells in hopes that their teacher and her husband would be there.

Knocking out a couple of guards, Ed and Al ran into the hall lined by halls.

"Teacher! Sig! You there?" Ed called as they raced down the hall while looking in cells.

"Edward?" a female voice called out.

Ed and Al tracked down the voice and found their teacher behind bars, wooden cuffs on her wrists and a surprised expression on her face. Sig stood in the cell parallel to hers and looked just as wide eyed.

"We came to get you out," Al told them as Ed used alchemy to open the cell doors as well as remove Izumi's cuffs.

Izumi's eyes went dark as she punched each brother in the head, "YOU IDIOTS! What possessed you to do a stupid thing like that? I told you to run so that you would all be safe! Not to come right to the military dogs!"

"Ow! We weren't just gonna leave you guys here!" Ed complained. "Besides, we'll need your help with something."

Izumi looked at the boys, then glanced to her husband. They shared a conversation with their eyes before she turned back to them, "Tell me more."

So the brothers explained their horrid findings, that the ruler of the country was a homunculus himself and that the wars were all for their master's want of creating a Philosopher's Stone. Izumi was outright appalled while Sig wore a grim expression.

"And you're here to eliminate the Fuhrer," Izumi stated.

"Not only that but we have to figure out who they're working for," Al told her.

Ed sighed, "If only we had asked Taylor before we left her in Resembool."

"If she had wanted you to know she would have told you. I have a feeling that she intended that you find out on your own," Izumi said. "Now let's go pay the leader of Amestris a little visit."

Ten minutes later…

Izumi's hand smashed into a soldier's face as she shook her head angrily, "You need to think things through more often, Ed."

Ed's foot slammed into a guy's chest as he retorted, "Oh, shut up! How was I suppose to know that Bradley was going to go home early for his kid's birthday?"

"We need to go," Al told them anxiously as he and Sig protected the rear. "There are more coming this way."

"Right. Come on," Izumi nodded as she and Ed led the way down a hall. They were full out running when Ed barely had a second to register a green glow emitted from the wall beside them before the structure opened and vines pulled all four of them in. Ed yelped as he was dragged and jumped up in a defensive stance as soon as the vines retreated. He turned to see the wall close as two familiar faces used alchemy to hide them all from view.

"Hey, it's you! The imposters!" Ed said, amazed to see them here.

"We have names you know!" Russell yelled back, annoyed.

"What are you guys doing here?" Al asked them while Izumi and Sig watched from the sidelines.

Fletcher pointed behind them, "We were arrested but they let us out."

Ed and Al twisted around to find officers Brosch and Ross.

"We heard that the Elric brothers had been captured and was ordered to be executed," Brosch explained.

"It was extreme so we went to the cells only to find these two," Ross gestured towards the Tringhams. "We couldn't just leave them there so we helped them out. But Ed, can you tell us what's going on? Everyone's saying that you're fugitives."

Izumi gave Ed a look, "Are you sure they can be trusted?"

Ed glanced back and forth between the two soldiers in question and saw nothing more than curiosity and honest concern. He knew from experience that they were good people. So Ed nodded to his teacher. Then he spoke to Ross and Brosch, "Long story short, there's more corruption within the military than you'd think possible. A group known as the Homunculi have been pulling the strings of each war in hopes of creating a Philosopher's Stone."

Both sets of eyes widened. They had learned true ingredients of forming a stone around the same time the boys had and were appalled.

"Who…?" Ross trailed off questioningly.

"The Fuhrer. He's with the Homunculi and helped set Taylor up for Lieutenant Hawkeye's murder. They made it look like Taylor killed her so the whole military would come after her and us."

Brosch looked near tears as he clutched at his head in panic, "This is bad! Very, very bad! Just what are we supposed to do? We're up against the Fuhrer now? I knew I should have picked another job."

"Brother," Fletcher tugged at Russell's arm pointedly.

"Right," he nodded and looked to Ed and Al. "I have a message for you from Taylor."

"What?" both boys exclaimed. How the hell did they know Taylor?

"She was put in the cell next to ours right after we were arrested but someone came shortly after and escorted her out. She said to tell you that she was here in Central, that Fate brought her, and that the Homunculi have her. Whatever that means."

"Brother, we can't know for sure if it was really Taylor. It's probably a trap," Al told him warily.

"She said you might say something like that so she gave us a codeword to let you know it was really her," Fletcher smiled. "She said it was 'brownies'."

Ed face palmed, "That's her alright." With all joking aside, anger flooded hot through Ed's system. Anger that Taylor might be hurt. Anger that Taylor was with the enemy at that very moment. And anger that his plan to leave Taylor behind for her own safety had backfired miserably.

"Damn it," Ed breathed hotly. "This is my fault. If I hadn't have left her behind I could have protected her. But I wasn't there when she needed me."

"Now's not the time for blame," Sig said in his gruff voice, speaking up for once.

Izumi nodded in agreement, "We've got to find where the remaining Homunculi are and find Taylor before anything happens to her."

"I think I might can help you with that," Russell smirked, pulling out a slip of paper. He handed it to Ed, "It's an excerpt from our dad's journal explaining when he learned how to create red water."

Ed skimmed over the words, Al doing the same beside them. Their father had come to Central and gotten involved with laboratory five and soon after he met a gifted alchemist. Soon, this man told him how to create red water into the Philosopher's Stone and led him to what was referred to by insiders as the true laboratory.

"Teacher!" Ed gasped and Izumi hurried over to read over his shoulder. Her eyes narrowed at what she read.

Suddenly, a wall exploded.

"Looks like they found us," Al said.

As the dust began to calm, in walked Lieutenant Colonel Archer flanked by numerous armed soldiers.

"Nice to see you again, Fullmetal," Archer smirked and order his men to fire.

Everyone ducked as Izumi and Ed quickly made barriers to deflect the bullets.

"Ed, Al," Izumi called for their attention. "Go to the place mentioned in that journal. I'll handle these guys."

"Right!" they nodded in unison and ran out a door on the opposite side of the room. They could faintly hear the other set of brothers being ordered by Ross to leave as well.

With so much havoc Izumi was creating, Ed and Al easily slipped out of the building and made it over the stone wall surrounding the building just as the sun was beginning to set. As they landed, Ed spotted a car that halted with their abrupt appearance and slammed his hands down on the hood, "Hey! We need to borrow your car."

"Brother! It's Mustang!" Al said, noticing right before Ed comprehended that it was indeed Mustang behind the wheel. All three of them looked at each other in shock.


(-Ed-)

Mustang gave the brothers a ride as far as he could take them. They told him what was going on with them and Mustang in exchange explained that he was on his way to the Fuhrer's mansion. Al spoke his concern for the man, saying that it was dangerous to go in alone. But Mustang gained a dark gleam in his eyes and said that this was something he had to do on his own. Al backed down but still wanted to say more. Ed was concerned too but he understood and knew that the man could take care of himself. He wasn't the Flame Alchemist for nothing.

Ed wondered aloud if the Fuhrer would be expecting this and Mustang shook his head, saying that Bradley believed him to be up north with the rest of his team. At least he had surprise on his side, if Bradley hadn't suspected Mustang's ruse that is.

Soon, Mustang had taken them as far as he could and they were forced to part ways. Ed and Al hurried to the location mentioned in the journal: an old massive church. The boys entered to find the Tringhams waiting for them.

"Took you long enough," Russell scoffed.

"So this is the place," Al commented, looking around him with interest.

"I guess now we'll find out if what was mentioned in that letter is true," Ed said and clapped his hands. He touched the wall at the head of the church and created an entrance. He noted the stairs inside leading downward and saw that the journal indeed had some merit.

The Elrics went to enter but Ed stopped as the Tringhams made to follow.

"We can't let you come with us," Ed told them.

"By why?" Fletcher asked. "If your friend is down there then we can use our alchemy to help you rescue her."

"We wouldn't want you guys to get hurt. The Homunculi aren't exactly people you want to mess with," Al said.

"And we'll get her out of there, alive," Ed added. Then they turned to go down the stairs.

"One more thing," Russell called to him. "I didn't tell you all of this just so you can create a Philosopher's Stone."

Ed and Al exchanged a look.

"Don't worry," Al said.

"That's the last thing we'd ever plan on doing. Not anymore," Ed finished for them. They descended down the steps, this time without any interruptions. But they did hear Russell call down to them one last shout.

"Just come back alive!" he yelled to them.

They descended the steps and at the end of the tunnel they found a grand cavern filled with looming buildings: the underground city. A city that once stood where Central did today that was rumored to have disappeared in a single night. Those rumors were apparently true.

"They were all sacrificed for the Philosopher's Stone," Al said morosely.

Ed nodded, looking sick, "And they covered up any evidence of it too. Using alchemy they buried the whole city, leaving only rumors behind to fuel people's desire for the stone…only monsters could come up with something so horrific."

They stood there for a few moments. Then Al turned to his brother, "We should be going. Taylor's waiting for us."

Ed turned his gaze away from the city and together they began the long trip to the center of the city. There, stood a large mansion apart from the rest. Inside, music drifted out. That was a sign they had the right place. So they approached the double doors, each of them gripping a handle. They glanced to one another, braced themselves, and opened the doors.


If you're wondering why I named the chapter 'Come Little Children' it's because I imagined that the song that Taylor heard in her mind was Dante singing that song. It just fit.

So I'm not exactly sure if I'll be able to update next weekend. I'll be away for a few days this week for freshman orientation at the college I will be attending. For those of you who are curious I will be taking Journalism. And I'm also going to try to work in the interview with Taylor sometime this week so I may not get the chapter done in time so check my profile around next weekend to see if I'm not. But I'll try my best!