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Question; did anyone else just die during that last episode? Oh, and Klaus speaking Aramaic… It was just so…. I can't even… And then klaroline… And Jer… And then… and then…

Anyways, fair warning, this chapter is unchecked because I wanted to get this out ASAP, so sorry for the typos!

Disclaimer: Still no TVD for me!

Chapter Twelve

Goodbye, Good Me

London, England 2010

Caroline's mind was a whirl of thoughts, all passing through her head too quickly for her to understand what they meant. All she felt right at that moment was Klaus, how his arms surrounded her, pulling her close to him, so close. She distantly knew that she was the only one who could possibly feel safe in his embrace. No one else was truly able to be this close to him without fearing for themselves, for their lives. But here she was with one of his hands was holding her gently to him by the nape of hair, whilst the other encircled her waist.

She found herself leaning into his touch, her arms winding around his neck, pulling him down to her. Her heart was fluttering like it had when she was human, and she felt younger, more alive than she had in years. Because here she was. Here she was. She finally found what had been missing all these long years.

She should be soaring. And she was. But a part of her was trying to hold her down, reminding her that everything was not alright, that she shouldn't let go this easily. She had to be true to herself.

After what seemed like forever, Caroline pulled her lips away from Klaus', her eyes darting to their feet as her troubled thoughts continued to play around in her mind.

"What's the matter, love?" Klaus asked, his voice low and concerned as he stroked her cheek with an aching gentleness, before placing a finger under her chin and making her look up at him. She immediately saw the worry in his face, and, for some reason, that made her feel guilty. She felt guilty because, in spite of everything that had happened, that he had done, that she had done, here she was with him. Here he was looking at her with such obvious love and concern.

Caroline smiled sadly at him, reaching up to cover his hand with her own. She intertwined her fingers with his, turning her head to give a sweet kiss to his palm. Then she pulled his hand away and escaped from his embrace, stepping back until there was a painful foot of space between them.

By now, Klaus was looking even more worried, his gaze questioning.

"Love?" He prompted again, danger creeping into his voice, his brows furrowing.

"Klaus, I can't just..." She trailed off, lifting her hands in a helpless manner; she had no idea how she should explain this to him. She shifted her eyes from him. "It's been so long and so much has happened... The things we've done." Her eyes suddenly burned on his again. "The things you've done. You've hurt people, Klaus, people I care about."

The Original's jaw tightened, his eyes darkening, and the emotion in his face was shut away. He stared at her silently.

"I can't just forget all of that. We both know I have already forgotten way too much in my lifetime… I can't just forgive you for it." She whispered brokenly, rubbing a hand over her face. Klaus opened his mouth as if to speak but Caroline raised a hand in an effort to stop him. If she didn't get all of what she had to say out now, she wasn't sure she would ever be able to. He seemed to understand, however, and shut his mouth soundly. "I love you." She stated, saying words that Klaus hadn't heard in far too long. His expression was heartbreakingly sad and pleased at the same time. It made Caroline's heart melt and she had to fight not to jump into his arms right then and there. He had gone so long without love. "I will always love you. Nothing can change that. I just don't know how we can move past it all just yet."

She wasn't angry with him. Not really. Caroline had spent far too long being angry at the world; she couldn't do it anymore. But, like she said, she didn't forgive him either.

For a long time, an eternity in Caroline's mind, Klaus stared at her with hard eyes. She held her breath, not making a move. The gap in between them felt like a giant chasm, ready to swallow her up.

"I will not apologize." He stated, warily, sounding tired, as if age had finally caught up with him.

"No." She replied, quietly. "I didn't expect you to." She let out a sigh.

"You wouldn't." He said, smirking as amusement danced in his eyes. No, Caroline knew him far too well for that. He sat back down on the bench, laying his arm casually across the back of it as he continued to smirk up at her. "I wonder, sweetheart, how did you find me? No one knew I would be here, I was careful to make certain of that." Caroline could hear the suspicious tone enter his voice.

"Let's just say I had a little ghostly help." She didn't move to sit by him, despite the invitation that was clear in his eyes.

"Ghosts?" For his part, Klaus simply raised a brow, not in the least shocked. But then, Caroline supposed, he was more than twice her age, and that was saying something.

She nodded in reply, her heart sinking as she thought of Robb. Her brother was gone for good now, she knew. It hurt more than she would like to admit.

Klaus asked no further questions on the subject.

"You know, love. I won't bite." His eyes flicked to the space beside him, gesturing for her to join him. "I would never hurt you." The way he was looking at her now made it hard for Caroline to keep away, his eyes alight with passion. When she still didn't move, Klaus smiled widely up at her. "Take a chance, Caroline. We can return to the real world later."

Caroline scoffed, rolling her eyes once, before giving up and perching carefully next to Niklaus. This time when he smiled at her, it was genuine and the sight of his boyish dimples made her think of their time back in the 1500s. She found herself smiling back, despite the pit of guilt and other dark, twisty feelings in her stomach. Why couldn't her life just be easy, for once? She finally found the love of her life, her kind-of fiancé, mind you, and he ended being her friends' nemesis.

Just her luck.

"What are we going to, Nik?" Caroline asked, suddenly serious again.

"I don't know, love." He sighed. He looked slightly annoyed but calm, and, for that, Caroline was grateful. It was much easier to talk to him when he was being reasonable and when his emotions weren't ruling every decision he made. Klaus may have been much older than her, but he had always lacked in controlling his emotions, no matter how hard he tried to deny it.

She found herself smiling again as thought about just how well she knew him.

Caroline faked gasped in response to his admission, lifting her hand mockingly to her mouth.

"Lord Niklaus doesn't know something. Alert the media." She teased lightly with a slight laugh. Klaus looked knowingly at her, lifting the corner of his mouth. But her laugh was infectious, and Klaus allowed himself a chuckle. Caroline was very suddenly aware of their proximity. They sat nearly touching, and she could feel the shift of his chest as he breathed. Goosebumps rose on Caroline's skin and she had to fight not to shiver. There was an intimacy to whatever she did with Klaus, even before she regained her memory.

"You're friends are trying to kill me." Klaus stated, breaking the silence.

"Well, you can't see they have no reason to." Caroline intoned, trying to somehow deal with how completely messed up her life was right now. She met Klaus' eyes again. "I won't let them kill you." As she said the words, she could sense the truth in them. No matter how much bad he had done, Caroline couldn't bear the thought of a world without him in it. She would just have to find a way to convince her friends that it was better he live.

"But you won't join me either, will you?" The Original asked, already knowing her answer.

"No, I can't. Not now." She sighed. She was at a loss for what she was supposed to do.

"Very well."

Suddenly, a horrible realization made it to the forefront of Caroline's jumbled mind. Oh my God… Why didn't think of this before?

"Klaus." She turned to him, eyes wide as she grabbed his forearm, her panic clear in her voice. "Mikael. They were going to wake Mikael."

"Hey Damon, what's up?" Caroline said as she answered her phone.

"I think we found a solution to our little Klaus problem…"

Caroline realized vaguely that she was shaking, fear coursing through her veins. But who could blame her. Mikael… He was terrifying. When she met Klaus' eyes, she saw that he was remembering the same thing she was.

"You shall know my pain, boy." Mikael's deep, gravelly voice said from behind her, his hands locked around her neck.

Crack!

Her breath started coming in shorter gasps. Her friends wanted to wake Mikael because they thought he was the answer to all their problems, that he would be able to kill Klaus. And he would be able to. But they didn't know that Mikael was the one that murdered Caroline. Even now, she could still feel his hands on her neck, and the strength he put into them when he broke it. If Mikael woke, Caroline was sure he would not only go after Klaus, her Klaus, but herself as well, only because Klaus loved her.

Suddenly, a pair of hands were cradling her face, and Caroline was pulled back to the present. Blue eyes stared into her own as Klaus' fingers stroked her cheek.

"I will not let him harm, Caroline. Never again." He vowed gruffly as her breathing slowed and she felt herself melt into his calming presence. Soon enough her eyes were clear and she gave him a small smile. He returned it and placed a kiss to her forehead before pulling back, knowing that Caroline, and he himself, were still unsure of where they stood with each other.

"I have to get back to Mystic Falls, Klaus." Caroline announced. "Maybe I can stop them from trying to wake him…" She stood, automatically walking to where the estate used to be, worry clouding her mind.

"Caroline." Klaus called after her. "Caroline, wait." He was next to her now, grabbing her arm and turning her towards him. "You can't go." He insisted.

"And why not?" She asked incredulously.

"Did you not hear what I have just told you? I will keep you from harm, but for that you must stay by my side."

"Klaus, I have a chance to stop this from happening at all. I can do this, ok? Let me do this." She put her hand on his arm.

"You cannot go." He insisted, grip tightening around her arm, his eyes almost pleading with her.

"I can and I will." Caroline tried to quell her anger as his grip stayed tight on her, it would get her no where with him, not when he was like this. She knew he was only worried, but she hated feeling weak; that's not who she was anymore. "Now, let me go. Please, Nik."

He dropped his arm and she resumed her trek. She was relieved, however, when he joined her by her side, glad that he wasn't angry with her. For all their troubles right now, she hated it when he was mad at her.

"Why are you here anyways?" Caroline asked as they continued to walk, reaching a familiar hill. It felt so odd to be here. It was like walking in the past… only now she wore pants. The dresses had been pretty and all but they could have used some improvement in the practicality area. Klaus turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow as if to say 'and why would I tell you?' "I promise I won't tell anyone, especially my friends when they are still trying to kill you." She added.

"I was looking for more 'wolves, but they are spread around so I came back to England to search for a pack I had heard was close by… Since I was here anyways, I thought I would come look at the old place…" He told her, they walked up the hill, nearing the top.

"You just came to lo-?" Caroline's question died off as they finally reached the top of the hill and she saw what was waiting for them. Her eyes widened, she certainly hadn't expected it to stay standing, not this many years later. In front of her, maybe half a mile away, was the London estate; the one where she had served more than four centuries ago.

"After we sold it, the estate was passed down through the generations of the family who bought until they went bankrupt near a century ago. I bought it back from them and preserved it… I come here sometimes, to think." He murmured to her.

Caroline barely nodded, her eyes not shifting from the grand old house. Even from this distance she could tell that it was weathered, older now. The paint was chipped and darker, the windows dusty. The grounds, though kept, were rougher than they ever would have been in the 1500s.

Wondering what the inside looked like now, Caroline blurred forward, feeling Klaus by her side.

She made to one of the large back window-doors of the library and she opened it without trouble, as it was already unlocked. She entered the room and looked around, immediately frowning at what she saw.

The giant room was nearly empty, only the shelves remained, a few of them covered with large white sheets. In her mind's eye, she could see the library as it had been in its former glory. The mahogany bookcases had been beautiful then, each and every one of them filled to the brim with various novels and other written works. And they had all been orderly too, with a few display cases for some of the older books.

"It's different." Caroline stated, still frowning as she turned around to face Klaus.

"Yes." He said simply, a sad light in his eyes. She walked around him to look out the large arched window that she entered in it. Next to it was another window with a window seat and she had to smile at the memory that it brought back to her.

Caroline sat down hesitantly on the window, taking her feet from her shoes and tucked them under herself, dull green dress covering them.

From here she could see far out into the property's grounds, which she had yet to explore. To the right there was a large stretch of fields, green, dotted with little flowers of all colors. To her left, there were cultured flowerbeds and beyond that forest. The loveliest sight, however, was the pond, though she could barely see it; it was so far out. There was a weeping willow sweeping over it, and she could see the makings of a small bridge.

It looked utterly peaceful, a peace which she herself had never known.

"Beautiful, is it not?" Caroline nearly jumped out of her skin as she whipped around too fast, causing her to nearly topple of the seat had it not been for the strong hand catching her arm. She felt herself blush in embarrassment, and glanced up to thank her savior…

… only to see it was Lord Niklaus.

She immediately jumped up, ripping his hand away from her in the process. Blushing, she dipped into a clumsy curtsy.

"F-Forgive me, m'lord. I had not seen you there." She said shakily as she got up from her curtsy. She shifted under his gaze, once again unwilling to meet his gaze.

"I can see that." He stated, amusement coloring his tone. Caroline peeked up at him, surprised to see the mirth in his eyes. She had been certain that he would be angry with her, first for presuming to use his library, and then for nearly knocking into him… "Might I ask, what were you doing?" He asked. Caroline immediately started to apologize.

"I am sorry, m'lord, I should not have assumed that I could sit here, I will-"

"No need to apologize." He interrupted. She looked up at him again, momentarily at a loss, surprised by his apparent calmness. "I am not angry, just curious." He said, fixing his mesmerizing eyes on her again. Caroline was still confused, she opened her mouth to ask him why he was curious, but realized she should probably not call any more attention to herself, and snapped it shut. Lord Niklaus, however, was very observant she would learn, and saw her moment of weakness.

"Ask your question." He said simply.

"Well, m'lord, I'm not sure I should…"

"Just ask." He said, no, commanded, patience waning.

"I was just wondering… why are you curious m'lord?" She asked, looking away from him. She was yet again surprised when she heard a low chuckle.

"Is that really all?" At her hesitant nod, another chuckle escaped him. "Well, Caroline, I was just curious as to what you were so interested in that you could not even hear my footsteps. I haven't seen someone so completely lost in thought in a long, long time." He said wryly, looking at her as if she should answer his unspoken question.

She cleared her throat nervously. "Well, m'lord, I have never been this far away from the busyness of the city and the grounds are so wide and green that I wondered what it must be like to grow in a place with such scenery. I, myself, would go for a walk every day, until I got lost…" Caroline suddenly realized she was babbling, and snapped her jaw shut again, glancing to her feet.

"I suppose beauty is easy to get used to when you've lived for five hundred years."

"It's still beautiful out there…" Caroline murmured as she gazed at the property grounds.

"That's not the only thing that is beautiful, love." Klaus whispered lowly from behind her, his voice sending an unexpected but not unpleasant up her spine. She turned around to find him standing so close that there was barely an inch of space between them. For a long moment, she stared into his eyes, feeling herself getting lost in them. If she only leaned forward a little more than she could…

Suddenly she snapped out of her thoughts and took a step back, carefully ignoring Klaus' momentarily disappointed look. She couldn't get distract and break her resolve now. She needed to stop her friends first, she'd figure out her feelings later.

Before she left, however, she suddenly reached forward and grabbed Klaus' hand, holding it tight in her own.

"Thank you." Caroline said, watching as Klaus' eyes widened, surprised.

"For what, sweetheart?"

"For keeping this place, for allowing me to see it again."

"It was... my pleasure." Klaus replied rather hesitantly, not sure what to think of her thanks. She squeezed his hand once more before approaching him slowly and tentatively reaching up to place a kiss to his cheek.

She pulled back and before he had a chance to say anything more, blurred away from Klaus.

She wasn't running away, it wasn't like she could anyway, after all, Klaus was faster and stronger than her. No, he was letting her go, on her terms. And this, this made Caroline forgive him a little already. He finally understood her need to make her own decisions, understood she could take care of herself, that she didn't always need his assistance.

She was her own person and Klaus loved her for who she was.

Caroline smiled, feeling more whole than she had in four centuries.

Mystic Falls, Virginia 2010

When Caroline got back to Mystic Falls, it was only a few days later. Unfortunately, she wasn't Robb and she couldn't just zap herself back to Virginia. Fortunately for her, however, she had spent a lot of time in London in her life and had a property there, fully stocked with emergency supplies. It had taken her longer than she wanted but she had been able to arrange a flight ticket to get her back home. She had considered calling her friends and telling them everything but she knew that what she was going to tell them needed more than just a phone call; it was time for a face-to-face.

The entire journey home, she tried to ignore that part of her that constantly missing a certain someone. Instead, she focused on what she had learned from Robb.

"I shouldn't tell you this but I overheard them talking about you're friends, saying that they're getting close to a way to kill him but, with him, thousands of others, his entire sire line, will die as well… including your friends."

Caroline couldn't even begin to contemplate the trouble that this could bring.

As soon as she arrived back in town, she headed toward the Salvatore house, knowing that it was the center for kill Klaus plans. It seemed like, for once, she was lucky since she could hear not only Damon's voice but Elena and, oddly enough, Bonnie's as well. Good, she thought, I'll only have to tell them one time.

"Tell me how Blondie disappeared exactly?" She heard Damon ask, rolling her eyes at the ever present nickname.

"I told you it was one of the ghosts, who was apparently her brother; he just vanished with her." Bonnie replied, animosity clear in her voice. Those two never did get along.

Caroline had just entered the Salvatore house when she heard Damon begin to reply with another antagonizing remark. Deciding she really did not need to hear another Bonnie-Damon argument, she walked through to the large living room of the Salvatore house. She found Damon and Elena sitting next to each other on one of the couches, while Bonnie was sitting across from them. What surprised her though, was that even Stefan was there, standing off to the side, leaning against the wall. The sight of him brought back her earlier guilt; here was another person Klaus had hurt. Stefan was her oldest and best friend, she couldn't just forget what had been done to him.

She was snapped out of her thoughts by Elena's sudden exclamation of 'Caroline!'

All of the room's occupants turned to her and the next she knew she was being hugged by both Bonnie and Elena.

"Thank God you're okay." Elena said, holding the blonde vampire close for a minute before pulling away.

"What happened, Care?" Bonnie asked, also backing away.

Caroline didn't answer for a moment, instead looking over to where Damon and Stefan stood side by side, she met both of their eyes for a second, wondering how on Earth she was supposed to tell this story, her past. When she was on the plane back, she had realized that she couldn't just tell her friends flat out to not wake Mikael – they would probably think she had been compelled by Klaus. No, she needed to tell them everything, it was the only they could possibly ever understand.

"I remember." Caroline said, interrupting whatever other question their resident witch was about to ask. "I remember who I am and who I know Klaus… I remember everything, you guys." Ignoring her friends' wide eyes, she gestured to the couches. "Sit down, this going to take a while to explain." Once they were all sitting, except Stefan who moodily refused, Caroline thought it best to just jump into it.

"I was born in the year 1534 to Edmund and Lucile Forbes. I have-had a little sister, Laura, and a big brother, Robb. For the first sixteen years in my life, I lived with my family in our cottage in London, a proper English lass." Caroline's true roots showed as she briefly fell back into her British accent, before letting it drop again as she continued.

"The thing is my family… we weren't exactly your typical apple pie family. Generations of us were, well, basically born and bred to do only one thing…" She took a breath. Well here goes nothing… "To serve the Original family."

Everyone was surprisingly silent and in any other situation, their shocked looks might have been comical. As it was, Caroline couldn't find it in herself to laugh, even when Damon snapped his jaw shut, trying his bet not to look shocked.

"What, so you were an Original slave, Blondie?" He asked with an abundance of snark. "That sounds kind of kinky if you asked me." Caroline shot Damon a dark look, showing how little she appreciated his attempt at humor.

"Elijah, Niklaus, Rebekah, and Kol all had one Forbes servant at any given time."

"Wait, wait." Stefan suddenly interrupted. "We know the other three but who the hell is Kol?"

"Kol is the youngest brother, though he older than Rebekah." She replied.

"Great." Stefan's voice was sarcastic. "Another Original bastard to worry about."

"I don't know." Caroline shrugged. "He could be daggered somewhere; I know Finn is."

"Finn?" This time it was Damon who asked.

"He's the oldest brother. I've never met him; he's been daggered in a box since the mid 1100s."

"There are five of them?" Bonnie asked incredulously.

"Six. Let's not forget Mikael." Caroline hissed his name.

"You know him?" Damon asked and the blonde vampire glanced to him, looking for any sign that he knew anything about papa Original and his possible waking. She couldn't find anything in his face.

"Yeah." She nodded. "But we'll get to that later." She sighed, before running a hand through her hair. "Anyways, all of the Forbes family was trained for servitude as soon as they could talk, we were highly trained in whatever area was necessary. Languages, bookkeeping, vampires in general… Everyone in my family, except for one child per generation, which for us was my sister, had to serve what we called a ten-year. It was ten years of service, away from home, under one of the Originals. They were our masters. We began serving from sixteen on. Sometimes a little older when there was no Forbes servant who had finished their ten-year, so they would wait until someone did. In rare cases, some of us actually served longer than ten years, like my Uncle Richard, because there was no replacement who was 'of age'." She air quoted the last bit.

Even as she spoke of it, she could see the various faces of her family members. Her cousins, uncles and aunts, parents, siblings… They had also served at one point or another.

"As soon as we began our ten-years, a witch bound us to our Lord… or Lady, to ensure loyalty. The spell would only break if we were somewhere at least a few miles away, without permission, or after our ten years were done." Caroline took a break, allowing her friends to digest this information.

"That sounds kind of harsh." Elena was the first to speak.

"I guess it was, but that was just the way my family worked. It was normal for us, and it wasn't all that bad." Caroline shrugged, before looking down at her hands, remembering her own short-lived servitude. "I started my ten-year the day I turned sixteen. I was taken away from my home and brought straight to the London estate."

"Whom were you bound to?" Damon asked. Here, Caroline was silent, she suddenly felt uncomfortable revealing all of this to them.

"It was Klaus, wasn't it?" Stefan said, knowing her well enough, even in his Ripper state, to see what she was thinking.

"Yeah. It was."

For a moment, all was silent again as they looked at her weirdly, realizing that she knew the big bad daddy hybrid on an almost personal level.

"Well damn, Blondie. It was bad enough that you had to be an Original's bitch but Klaus'? That's a whole new low." Damon exclaimed.

"I was no one's bitch, Damon." The blonde vampire replied, annoyed. "Anyways, when I was Klaus' servant…" She threw a pointed look at the elder Salvatore. "…he seemed to immediately take an interest in me. It was a game at first, I think, but slowly, after lots of arguments and near-death experiences, we started to understand each other better, we started to care about each other." She swallowed nervously, and didn't look at any of them, not wanting to see their judgmental faces. "During that time Katherine was around to stir up trouble and after she nearly killed me, Klaus and I… we stopped looking at each other like master and servant… we were more, and that's when I realized I was in love with him." She heard Elena's quiet gasp but still didn't look up and kept talking, not giving them a chance to interrupt her until she got through the rest of the story.

She needed to get this over with now.

"But, of course, it wasn't that easy. I guess it never is. I was human and he was a vampire, a damn ruthless one at that. But there was humanity in him and I wasn't completely innocent either. We were trying to figure it out when Katherine made her second attempt at my life, trying to get her revenge on Klaus for killing her family." Her hands tightened into fists as she thought about what happened next. "This time she was successful."

She lifted her head to look at her friends, fire burning in her eyes.

"You see, Katherine knew she wasn't strong enough on her own, so she searched out Mikael and told them where we were. And Mikael when he found us and saw me, he thought of the perfect to inflict pain on Nik, by hurting me." Caroline's voice shook slightly as she went on to the next part of her story, the memory of it all still raw. "So, Mikael murdered me, snapped my next, in front of him." A tear fell unbidden from her eye, and she brushed it away roughly. Elena looked at her sympathetically and reached out to take her hand. Caroline smiled back at the brunette gratefully, glad that, despite all she had just told them, she still cared about what the blond vampire was feeling.

She swallowed, trying to calm herself before moving on.

"The only reason I survived was because Elijah had been slipping his blood into my tea, of all things. He knew I was in danger and that Klaus was attached to me, though he was too stubborn to admit. Plus, I like to think that Elijah was my friend. Anyways, lo and behold, then next thing I know I am waking up with a killer headache and a fetish for human blood. At first, I wasn't going to turn, I never wanted to be a vampire, but I had a family, friends… and Klaus, he was in love with me too. I couldn't just leave them behind. So, I turned."

She took a deep breath, hoping that they would listen to what she had to say next.

"There's more, but before I do anything else, I need you to listen to me. You can't wake Mikael, look I know you hate Klaus, I know you want him gone and I am not saying this because I don't want him gone, I am saying this because Mikael is more dangerous than any of you can imagine… He will do anything to get to Klaus, he doesn't care who he hurts or kills to achieve his goal. So, please, don't do it, it's not worth it-" Caroline's almost desperate pleading was suddenly interrupted by Damon.

"Sorry, Blondie, but that's not going to happen."

"What?" She exclaimed. "Why not? Look I know you want to kill Klaus but, trust me, this is not the way."

"No, it's not that." Stefan shook his head. "It's already too late, Caroline."

"What-What do you mean?" She asked, already dreading what she knew the answer was going to be.

"Mikael's already free. And he is headed straight here."

Caroline knew there was a key point that Stefan left out of that statement.

Mikael was headed to Mystic Falls for Klaus.

Well, Caroline thought even as she panicked inside, I will just have to make sure to keep him away from Mystic Falls. For his sake and mine.

OMG, you guys! Five hundred reviews! You are all amazing ;) I also just wanted to say sorry for all the trouble with the last update; it seemed that this site was lagging a bit! By the way, we have just passed 3x08.

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