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Tim was nervous as he and Hadrian carried the children up the drive to his Aunt and Uncle's house and knocked on the door. Aunt Jillie had seemed accepting on the phone and he knew that his mother was already there but there were a lot of relatives that Tim hadn't seen in a long time. Would they be angry at him for opting out of the family gatherings for so long? Would they be able to accept the man that he'd become and the new family he'd made? Hadrian had reassured him that he would step in and subtly use magic to stop the children becoming distressed if they weren't welcomed and he knew the elves had a Thanksgiving Dinner with all the trimmings cooked and waiting for them if they did have to go home. The elves would use the time turner to go back and add it to the other food they were taking to one of the homeless shelters in the city if it wasn't needed by the family.
"Tim welcome, it's been too long," his uncle engulfed him in a hug as soon as he opened the door to find his nephew and his family. Thankfully unlike Abby's killer hugs he tempered his strength so the hug wasn't overwhelming or too tight.
Tim relaxed into the hug and returned it joyfully, feeling truly welcomed. "Uncle, I'm glad to be here. This is Hadrian our son, Teddy and our daughters Rosie and Daisy," Tim looked at each girl as he said their names his arms full of squirming toddler who hadn't much liked being caught up in the hug from someone she didn't know. "This is my Uncle Pete."
"Welcome to the family," Pete said warmly, hiding his shock. Until Teddy had stepped out from behind Tim when being introduced he'd wondered whether the small dark haired young man next to Tim had been his partner or his adopted son, he looked to young for one and too old for the other.
Hadrian smiled, "Pleased to meet you sir. Tim's told me quite a bit about the wonderful holidays he spent here as a child."
"I'm glad to hear that. We worried when he stopped coming," Pete admitted.
"Single junior agents get very little say in what holidays they get off, and the two of us working for different agencies only made it worse until we had the children, now as the only parents with young children on either of our teams they do try a little harder to co-ordinate our leave but we still rarely get the big holidays," Hadrian said sounding apologetic.
"And this had nothing to do with the fact that this is the first Thanksgiving in years that his father has been deployed?" Pete asked sarcastically.
Tim grinned shamefaced. "It might have made a bit of a difference to whether we actually came but this is honestly the first Thanksgiving in about eight years that I could possibly have travelled this far from either Norfolk or the Navy Yard in DC," he admitted.
"I would still have encouraged Tim to come but I don't think you'd want the children to see how the Admiral would react if he saw us. And Tim would be reluctant to either expose the children to that or leave us at home without him. Not to mention that he wouldn't want to ruin everyone else's Thanksgiving," Hadrian explained.
"That bad!" Pete asked sympathetically.
"My boss had to threaten to charge him if he didn't leave the bullpen where my desk is, and remind him that hitting a federal agent in front of witnesses could cost him his career last time I saw him. We've updated the security on our house and have tried to make sure he doesn't know where we live," Tim said sadly. "At least Mom's accepted us when he isn't around, but this probably is his last deployment."
"Don't you worry too much about Heather, Timothy. My sister won't willingly be separated from those grandchildren she's been bragging about non stop for the last six weeks," Jillie said joining them.
"Hey Aunt Jillie, this is Hadrian and Daisy, my son Teddy and this wiggle worm is Rosie," Tim said leaning over to kiss his aunt's cheek. She pulled him into a hug.
"It's good to see you Timmy, you're looking so well," Jillie said. "Come on in the warm. Everyone's here. Excuse me I need to get dinner on the table."
"Sure, I'm looking forward to it," Tim said grinning.
They entered the living room and Tim handed Rosie off to Heather who came to greet them, then led Teddy over to the other two children in the room, uncle Pete's nephew's children. Tim wanted to introduce Teddy to them but had to admit he didn't know their names, the oldest had been a baby last time he attended a family party.
"Hi I'm Teddy, can I play?" Teddy asked.
"Do you know how?" the younger girl asked.
"Yeah," Teddy replied sitting down. "What's your name?"
"I', Brittany and I' four," Brittany said.
"I'm Melanie, you can play blue," the older one said.
Tim smiled as the game started and turned to greet the adults, knowing that Teddy was distracted from whatever telling off his father was about to get.
"Well look what crawled out from under a rock now his daddy dearest is away at sea," Amanda said sarcastically.
"Hey Mands," Tim said ignoring her snarky tone and using her childhood nickname to greet her cheerfully."
"You should have had more faith in us Tim. You should have known we'd take your side," Amanda said.
"Yeah, I knew you would, and it would have torn the whole family apart," Tim said quietly.
"If you dare to say you aren't worth standing up for I'm going to slap some sense into you, literally," Amanda said fiercely.
Tim grinned. "It's good to see you too Amanda. Are you going to introduce me to your fiancé?" he asked gesturing to the stranger standing awkwardly beside her.
"Tim this is Sam O'Connell, Sam my cousin Timothy McGee," Amanda introduced.
"Pleased to meet you," Timothy said holding out his hand.
"Pleased to meet you too," Sam replied.
"Your turn," Amanda announced dragging Tim over to where Hadrian was standing still making conversation with Pete.
"Amanda this is my partner Hadrian and our youngest daughter Daisy. Hadrian this is my cousin Amanda and her fiancé Sam," Tim introduced, knowing that Hadrian would recognise both of them from the background check he'd done on Sam for Tim. Luckily it hadn't turned up anything more concerning than the fact he was a Chicago Cubs fan.
"Pleased to meet you," Hadrian said nodding at each of them.
"Oh! She's such a cutie, she looks like you when you were a baby Tim," Amanda gushed.
"You couldn't possibly remember that," Tim refuted disbelievingly. "You're not that much older than me."
"Well no but we do have photos of you as a baby. Perhaps Hadrian would like to look at them after dinner," Amanda offered.
"I would," Hadrian agreed smirking at Tim who just rolled his eyes.
"Is she asleep? I'll bring the pram in so you can lay her down while we eat," Tim offered retreating. Hadrian laughed.
"Seriously, she looks like Tim as a baby, but she looks like you too, so does your other little girl, you must have had amazing luck with your surrogates," Amanda said.
"We did, with the egg donor and the surrogate," Hadrian agreed.
"So how do you cope with Tim's working hours, I can't count the number of times we tried to catch up when he first moved to DC and he didn't even had the time to Skype," Amanda said frowning.
"You do get used to it. When they're in the middle of a case he barely has time to eat and sleep," Hadrian agreed, "and when it involves a kidnapping or an injured child his boss can have him working 20 hours a day until I'm worried they're all going to collapse."
"So he wasn't just avoiding me," Amanda said sadly.
"Of course he wasn't," Hadrian said. "Why did you think he might be avoiding you?"
"He never could get away for the weekend and when we did make plans to meet in DC he called to cancel at the last minute, blaming his job, said a case came up. I thought he was avoiding me deliberately and stopped calling him," Amanda confessed feeling guilty.
"I'm sure he'd understand, he was looking forward to catching up with you," Hadrian said kindly.
"He hasn't responded to my invitation to the wedding, do you know why?" Amanda said.
"I know that he's already applied for the time off to attend. He just wanted to wait til he could reply in person. He told me that he wanted you to understand that the fact he was attending on his own didn't mean he was single so you wouldn't try to set him up with someone," Hadrian said.
"You'd be welcome to come with him," Sam said.
"Not if the Admiral's going to be there, Tim and I wouldn't want to cause a scene, it isn't fair to you," Hadrian said. "In fact, Tim's presence alone might be enough to upset the Admiral. Tim would understand if you don't want to risk it. That's why he wanted to talk to you in person, make sure you understood the whole situation."
"Is it always going to be like that. You're going to make the family choose between inviting you and inviting the Admiral?" Amanda said disapprovingly.
"I'm sorry but I'm afraid it has to be," Hadrian said. "I won't risk exposing our children to bigotry like the Admiral was shouting at Tim when he found out about me and with his history of violence when it came to Tim in the past does give us some cause for concern."
Amanda laid her hand on Hadrian's arm. "I'm glad you know about that. Please understand that Mom and Dad wanted to do something about it. It was Tim that begged them not to, he said their interference would make everything worse," she said dubiously.
"Yes, and I'm afraid from what Tim has told me, he was right. The Admirals treatment of him was only just short of what the authorities could intervene and remove Tim without a lengthy investigation and the Admiral would not have reacted well," Hadrian explained. "Such investigations take months and it would be easy for someone with as much power as the admiral to quietly arrange for the bullying at school to be escalated to the point that it would explain any previous injuries so that CPS would drop the investigation or arrange for an accident to occur. They're so overworked that the investigation would be dropped if there was no longer a child at risk."
Amanda looked at him horrified. "You can't believe him capable of that!" she exclaimed.
"Then tell me, if Tim doesn't believe him capable of that, why we upgraded our alarm system and installed security cameras to cover all of our garden and anonymously donated the money for the same thing to be done at Teddy's school? The only thing that would make us more secure than we are now would be an armed guard outside the door," Hadrian countered.
Amanda swallowed back the retort she was about to make, shaken as she realized how much money they would have to have spent upgrading theirs and their children's security and by default exactly how much of a threat they truly believed the Admiral was.
Hadrian turned towards the entry way where Tim was setting up the pram and laid Daisy down.
"Everything okay?" Tim asked quietly.
"Yeah, everyone seems pleased you're here, if they are upset about anything it's that you haven't come for so long," Hadrian said. "Will she be warm enough here in the entry way?"
"No, we couldn't hear her from here either, we're eating out in the barn, it should be warm they'll have both the fires going in this weather, we'll take her out with us," Tim said. They headed out to the barn ahead of the call for everyone to come to the table and parked Daisy out of the way a reasonable distance from the wood heater. The table had been set with place cards and Tim was pleased to see he and Hadrian had been seated together with the children, a highchair already in place for Rosie.
"Will the noise disturb the baby?" Jillie asked.
"No she's more than used to a racket," Tim said laughing, knowing that there was a muffling charm he activated when he put the hood up.
"So you haven't really been working every Thanksgiving?" Amanda accused.
"Actually, this is the second Thanksgiving I've had off since joining the team, we are supposed to get one Thanksgiving in three off rotation, but that doesn't make any difference when we're already working a case, we were in the middle of an urgent case last time, and Hadrian didn't celebrate Thanksgiving so until we got custody of Teddy and had Rosie, he was always the one in his department voluntold to work Thanksgiving," Tim replied.
"Voluntold?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, you know when your boss asks for volunteers and then stares at you to make it clear that you'll be the one asked if nobody else puts their hand up and it will be very much in your best interest if you volunteer before he has to delegate," Hadrian explained, chuckling ruefully.
Sam chuckled too, "Yeah I know that glare far too well, I just hadn't heard it called that before. That's a good one. What do you do?"
"I've been seconded long term to the FBI as a specialist consultant in one of their counter terrorism units, but I also pick up shifts TADing wherever they need me, which is what usually happened on public Holidays." Hadrian replied.
"So do you only get one in three Christmases off too, Tim?" Amanda asked.
"That's the deal, I got George Washington's Birthday, Labor Day and Thanksgiving this year, Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, Independence day and Veterans Day next year and Memorial Day, Columbus Day, and the week of Christmas and New Years the year after, if I stay on the same team."
"And what about you Hadrian, do you get public holidays off?"
"My boss is pretty good at giving me the same holidays as Tim whenever possible, but it's not always, and he prefers to try to have me work the very American public holidays since I'm not an American citizen," Hadrian said diplomatically.
"Are your hours as dreadful as Tim's? Last time we stayed in DC he called in to see us on his way home from work at eleven o'clock at night and he still couldn't stay long because he was due back in at six thirty," Jillie complained.
"Depending on the case, they can be better or worse, usually better thank goodness. Most of the time I'm home before five when I'm in DC but I can also be sent anywhere in the world and might be totally out of contact for a month or two, sometimes with barely enough notice to grab my bags from the car and call and say goodbye to Tim and the kids," Hadrian replied. "Places that only a satellite phone would work."
"I haven't seen you go to work at all while I've been staying with you," Heather commented.
"I'm on leave at the moment until Daisy is at least six months old," Hadrian replied.
"That's an unusually long paternity leave,"
"Perhaps here it is, but while I'm seconded to the FBI my primary employer remains the British government so as Daisy's primary caregiver I'm entitled to the up to 52 weeks paternity leave as per my contract with them, and with my job as it is I decided to take it," Hadrian replied. "When Daisy is six months old I'll have to decide whether to take the next six months off."
"Have you had any thoughts about getting married when it becomes legal?" Sam asked.
"Oh, um…" Hadrian stuttered, not sure what to tell Tim's family.
"We already are married," Tim came to his rescue. "We married in Massachusetts. It wasn't legally recognized in Virginia until recently and without Mom and the Admiral able to attend and Hadrian not having any family, we kept it very small and private."
"How long have you been married?" Amanda asked.
"Two and a half years," Tim admitted.
"Without telling any of us?" Amanda screeched.
"I've just been disowned and had to have my boss stop the Admiral from assaulting me because Sarah told her Daddy that I married a man. Don't complain to me about being too distrusting," Tim said bluntly.
"Why would you do that? Were you trying to get the Admiral to hurt Tim?" Amanda asked Sarah, shocked.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause trouble. I thought it would be okay, that Tim would see that he was wrong about being afraid to tell Daddy," Sarah said miserably.
"She believed that the father she knew would be okay with it and that I was overexaggerating his probable reaction," Tim replied. "She thought that he'd get over it soon enough and then I could stop avoiding him and we could be a family again the way she's always wanted us to be."
"How could she be so…" Amanda couldn't finish the sentence, she didn't want to get Tim's back up by insulting his little sister.
"Remember I left for college before she turned five. She really didn't see me and the Admiral together for more than a few hours at a time every two or three months after that," Tim reminded her. "She doesn't remember what it was like before then, she was too young. The Admiral never treated Sarah the way that he'd treated me, she wasn't expected to grow up to join the navy so she had a lot more freedom to be herself. I never told her that the father she loved wasn't who she believed he was because she loved him and I didn't want to hurt her. So if she's a little too naïve when it comes to the Admiral that's partially my fault."
"I'm sorry Tim, I understand you wanted to protect your baby sister," Amanda said contritely.
"I'm sorry too Tim. I should have believed you," Sarah apologized again.
"Why'd you think Amanda would set you up at the wedding?" Sam asked, partly out of curiosity of what Tim had said earlier and partly to lighten the subject.
"She has set me up with someone nearly every time I've seen her in the last ten years. It's usually a total disaster," Tim replied groaning at the memories.
The family laughed reminiscently at some of the horror stories Tim had told about those dates.
"We'll I might have been more successful if you'd told me you didn't like girls," Amanda defended herself.
"Given your previous taste in boyfriends, I doubt it," Tim retorted. "Sam is a delightful change there."
The family cheered and laughed again and Amanda tried to look offended by their wholehearted agreement.
"I could always not invite the Admiral and then Hadrian and the kids could come," Amanda suggested.
"He's your Uncle and if you invite Mom and not the Admiral, she won't be able to come without him," Tim replied. "He'd likely turn up and create trouble if you did that, besides I doubt he'd be the only one there that would object to our relationship and our family. I'll come on my own."
"It isn't fair," Amanda said.
"Bigotry never is," Tim said bluntly. "I knew what I was giving up in choosing to be with Hadrian and I don't regret it for a moment."
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Tim put Rosie down in Amanda's old room to nap after lunch and Teddy was well occupied by the two girls so they spent a lazy afternoon, partly watching the football and partly talking.
Amanda laughed as, Pete, Sam and Tim tried to explain football to Hadrian.
"Do you follow a team?" Sam asked.
"I'm a West Ham fan," Hadrian replied, remembering the dorm mate who'd got him interest in football.
"West where?" Sam asked. "What do they play?"
"West Ham United. They're a football team in Stratford, East London," Hadrian explained.
"You mean soccer?" Sam asked.
"Real football," Hadrian corrected.
"If Brits call soccer football, what do they call football?" Jillie asked.
"Ridiculous," Hadrian replied, winking at Jillie who laughed with Tim as the other men protested.
"Gridiron" Tim told his aunt.
"How long have you lived in America?" Pete asked amused.
"Nearly six years now," Hadrian replied. "But I've never been in the habit of watching television, particularly in the day time."
"And how long have you known Tim?" Amanda asked.
"Nearly six years, we met on the plane on my way over here the first time," Hadrian said smiling at his husband.
"And he picked you up then and there? That doesn't sound like Tim. How much free champagne did you drink cousin?" Amanda said.
"We weren't drinking at all, not even a decent cup of tea," Hadrian replied making them all laugh. "We talked all the way from London to New York, and while we had dinner together during the three hour layover and then from New York to DC, then he invited me home to stay with him until I could get my own place."
"God, five years ago you must have looked about twelve," Sam said unthinkingly.
Hadrian blushed.
"He actually looked older than he does now," Tim said, more amused than offended.
"How is that possible?" Amanda asked.
"I looked like the war veteran I was back then, fresh from the war and still suffering PTSD I could have passed for a forty year old the way I felt," Hadrian said. "Life's been a lot easier since then and I'm healthy and well rested. It makes more difference than people think."
"We'll you didn't look forty but. You looked older than your age and now you look a lot younger than you are," Tim replied.
"Living with you is good for me," Hadrian said teasingly, taking his hand. "I'm going to live forever and never grow old, so long as you're with me."
Tim laughed and leaned across and kissed his cheek.
"Living with Tim is obviously better for you than living with you is for Tim. He isn't ageing backwards like Benjamin Button " Amanda commented. "Eventually you'll look young enough to be his son.
Tim winced, and Hadrian put his hand on his thigh and squeezed reassuringly.
"I'm not deaging, I've looked this old since before we got married," Hadrian protested.
"I bet you still get carded in pubs," Sam said laughing.
"Yeah, even in Britain where the age limit's eighteen he gets carded," Tim laughed.
"You got carded too, last time we went out," Hadrian retorted.
"Enough dancing around the subject, how old are you Hadrian?" Jillie asked.
"I'm twenty six," Hadrian said. "But Tim isn't joking that he thought I was at least twenty four when we met six years ago."
"Then what on earth did you see in an old man like Tim?" Amanda asked, seeing the discussion was making Tim uneasy.
"That's easy, he was handsome, intelligent, calm and self-assured and didn't want to be out clubbing and getting drunk every night like a lot of people my age, and I could talk to him. We just seemed to understand each other on a deeper level than anyone I'd met before. Even my best friends from school didn't get me the way Tim does and we'd fought a war together," Hadrian explained seriously before winking at Tim and adding, "Plus I thought he was unbelievably hot."
Tim blushed furiously as Amanda laughed. She stilled realizing from the look Hadrian was giving her cousin that he was being serious. Nobody had ever described Tim as hot in her hearing before, even her friend with a crush had gone on about how sweet and cute he was not mentioning that she found him sexy. But since he'd lost weight he did look attractive.
"Have you ever dated a girl?" Jillie asked.
"A couple, but it always tended to all fall apart and start to seem like a bad idea as soon as I thought about taking her clothes off," Hadrian said bluntly, not wanting to go into the debacle of his previous engagement.
Tim laughed, more at the shocked look on his aunt's face than what his husband had said. Thanks in part to the attitudes of the Admiral and his British friends, Hadrian had developed a take no prisoners attitude to those that questioned his sexuality or his relationship with Tim, and his Aunt had been extremely rude questioning Hadrian like that, Hadrian was married to Tim his past relationships were none of his family's business.
"Do you like living in America?" Pete asked loudly.
"I do. I love DC and the people, and what I've seen of the rest of the country, it all seems so much less rigid than Britain, or my part of Britain anyway," Hadrian said. "If you're concerned about Tim and I running off to live in England don't be. I doubt very much whether I'll ever want to live there again though I do have business interests there that I need to visit a couple of times a year."
"You're in law enforcement, what kind of business could you have that lets you pretty much ignore it most of the time and work full time overseas as you choose?" Sam asked.
"A very well run business, managed by people I trust, whose honesty and honour are without question," Hadrian said referring to the goblins. "The Potter trust has been managed without close supervision from the family since my grandfather's time and has increased in value every year. My Guardian was a little too invested in protecting me from the responsibilities of my estate and by the time he thought I was old enough to be allowed to learn how to run the family business I was already attending the academy."
"That's not a good idea. Managers who are left to their own devices for too long tend to start to forget the business doesn't belong to them. Even honest men can be tempted," Pete said.
"There are several checks and balances and I make all the major decisions and I am there often enough," Hadrian said. "I'm not being embezzled from if that's what you're worried about. We did have a minor problem along that line a year or so ago but the managers alerted me to the problem and the perpetrators are in prison. Tim helped me do a complete forensic accounting of the company and there were no other problems."
"Did the global financial crises cause you much trouble?" Sam asked. "If you don't mind me asking."
"No, my company didn't owe any money so none of our properties were forclosed upon, and the company is only minimally dependent on suppliers who might have been affected because we try to use small local businesses wherever possible, most of my income comes from medium and low priced housing rental so it wasn't greatly affected, people need housing whether they're working or not. In fact, I was able to make some very good long term investments buying up foreclosures, so even though I did offer some reduction in rents to my long term tenants who lost their jobs in the crisis, in the long term I will definitely benefit from the crash," Hadrian said modestly. In fact, he'd increased his holdings significantly, buying up as many properties as he could, as the banks foreclosed on mortgages and sold out the housing for a fraction of their true value as they attempted to recoup their losses and keep their banks solvent. Due to the crises the government had removed the restrictions they'd tried to place on him buying more land, just grateful that his purchases were propping up the British banking system. In many cases Hadrian was able to rent the properties back to their former owners or keep the current tenants without them becoming aware of the building being taken over by the banks.
"What exactly does your business do," Jillie asked curiously.
"Property management," Hadrian replied. "I buy mostly rundown housing and refurbish it to rent out. I don't need the money so a lot of the profits go back into maintaining the houses and their neighbourhoods and buying new properties. My rents are fair and I have a reputation for providing secure affordable housing for peaceful law abiding citizens regardless of religion or race. Most of my estates have waiting lists so I can afford to pick and choose the right tenants to fit in the neighbourhood."
"How'd your family get into rental properties?" Sam asked.
"My family was originally granted land outside the small town of Londinium in return for service to the crown back in the dark ages sometime. The family was large back then and by making sure relatives cleverly supported both sides of every conflict, managed to hold onto their land no matter which would be king won the battle, and then as the great estates broke up in the financial crises of their day, instead of selling off the land, my ancestors built factories and housing and rented it out. They got lucky not to lose any buildings in the fire of London and then took advantage of the tragedy to increase their holdings, as they had from the great plague just before the fire. Not exactly ethical perhaps but I'll admit the company did it again during the global financial crises so I'd be a hypocrite to criticise." In fact, those in the know had speculated that the fire retardant charms on the whole neighbourhood of Potter properties were what had stopped the fire from spreading further and the entire city being lost, just as the pest repellant charms on them had slowed the spread of the plague. It had been something of a myth at the time that certain neighbourhoods remained almost plague free while streets just blocks away were decimated. After the fire it was speculated that the good fortune was supernatural in origin but tenants all wanted to live in a Potter property and once they did the wards encouraged them to dismiss the conspiracy theory that the Potters were practicing evil magic, so nobody was interested in prosecuting the Potters for witchcraft.
"It must be difficult to have a family like that to live up to," Amanda commented.
"No, it isn't really. Sure, I want to be successful enough that when my descendants read our family history I don't stand out as the screw up or the end of the successful family, but stories of our family history is all I ever had of them. I am the last living Potter-Black. I'd like to think my parents would be proud of the man I've become but there is no way to know either way so I don't lose any sleep over it. It's harder for Tim who had to live with the consequences of trying to live up to his father's unrealistic expectations his whole life," Hadrian said. "Besides everyone has a family history, my family were just better at keeping the records of it." Helped greatly by preservation charms on the family journals and stasis charms on the trunks where they'd been stored, maintained by the wards on his Gringotts vault.
"Land gifts like that are usually accompanied by titles," Amanda said.
"And most of those titles are then declared defunct when the monarchy changes hands violently, my family were enobled several times throughout history," Hadrian replied misleadingly.
"Still there's got to be some glory in being able to claim a history like that," Amanda said.
"I firmly believe that the measure of a man is in his beliefs, actions and achievements, not whatever his 20 times great grandfather might have been or done," Hadrian replied. "I became a federal agent because prosecuting terrorists was something I passionately believed in and the best use of my skills, not because my father had been in law enforcement."
"Was he?" Sam asked curiously.
"He was a soldier and friends told me that he planned to become a federal agent when he finished his military service, but my parents were both only twenty one when they were murdered, who knows what they might eventually have done with their lives," Hadrian replied.
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