Disclaimer:...... Now I don't own anybody in this story! Just when you think you're getting somewhere.........
Author's Note: ....Hwah I'm back! Um....... well... this isn't the final chapter. Sorry to all you guys for saying it was, but after some brainstorming, I decided to split this up....and I can't promise the next one is the final one either because well, it's not really fair to you guys for me to make the same promise again when things may not work out the way I expected them to.
Just wanted to apologize for this and also for the late update. Also I wanted to thank you again for your really nice reviews!
*blows big kiss*
Thank you!
The Lonely One
( Chapter 7: Homecoming)
Quistis rolled over, the sheets wrapping around her slender form. Looking up slightly with bleary eyes, she yawned.
(.... Eight thirty...)
Pulling the cream coloured sheets off her body, she swung her legs off the side of the bed and stretched.
"Time to get up." she said to the empty room as she stood up and headed for the bathroom.
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Irvine watched the Ragnarok fly over head and circle around to get back to them.
"..There it is." he smiled as he looked back at him, "Pretty impressive huh?"
He nodded, "..Definetly.. So that used to be in space?"
"Yup. The commander of Balamb Garden and his girlfriend brought it down here a little over two years ago."
He watched the ship hover a moment before it finally began to descend onto the designated landing area. Looking to Irvine, he picked up his bag.
"How long has it been since you've seen your friends..?"
Sighing, he picked up his bag also.
"...Six months..."
Silence.
The Ragnarok finally settled, they headed toward the now descending flight of stairs. He noticed Irvine's pace was quite fast and held a bit of a bounce to it as they came nearer to the massive airship. As they began to ascend the stairs, he smiled slightly.
"Excited to see them..?"
Irvine looked back, his hand still on the railing, "Of course I am!"
Chuckling, he continued up the stairs, Irvine leading the way. Reaching the door, they took a few steps ahead and watched as the stairs shifted and moved upwards, leaving the ground and returning to their default position. Looking over to his companion, Irvine patted his shoulder and motioned for him to follow.
"Can't wait for you to meet them though. Now you'll actually get to see all the people I've been telling you about.... Even the great commander of Balamb Garden himself!" he broke off into a chuckle, "..But just be warned that he's still a bit of a cold fish.... I could be wrong though, since it's been a while since I saw him....but knowing him, he'll never change..."
(....You're probably right...)
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She shoved open the metal doors to the cafeteria and looked around.
(..Where are they..?)
"Quisty!!!!!"
(Never mind.)
Looking to her left she saw Selphie bounding towards her like a happy child, almost tripping over someone's discarded book bag lying next to a table. Quistis braced for impact as the girl came running into her.
".....How much sugar did you put into your coffee this morning..?" she joked as she peeled the younger girl off of her.
Her green eyes smiling, she shook her head and hopped up and down.
"Irvy's coming home today!!!" she squealed waving her arms. The blonde woman shook her head and put her hands on the shorter girl's shoulders as a sign to calm down.
"I didn't forget." she smiled, "I heard he would be here at two-thirty."
"Really...? I thought it was three-thirty..." she paused for a moment then smiled brightly, "Oh well! That's even better!"
Quistis scanned the room before allowing her eyes to fall back onto the green-eyed girl.
"Where is everyone..?"
She tilted her head, her brown gravity-defying locks brushing against her shoulder, "I think Squall's in his office, and Rinoa and Zell are in the Training Center. We're supposed to all meet in front of Garden when the Ragnarok arrives."
The older woman sighed and and shrugged.
"What should we do till then?"
Selphie smiled, clapping her hands together, "Wanna help decide the theme for the Garden Festival?!" together.
Quistis backed away,"... I uh.. have to go to-----"
Before she knew it, the younger girl had latched herself onto her arm and was now pulling her toward one of the vacant tables, spouting off ideas the whole way. The only thing the azure-eyed woman could do was roll her eyes and listen.
(.....And once again I am unable to escape the Garden Festival's clutches..)
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He watched the ground zing by below them, the shadow of the Ragnarok falling upon the earth like a blanket of darkness. Looking to the seat at the other side of the room, he noticed Irvine looking out the window also, his palms pressed against the glass. Shaking his head, he resumed his sight-seeing and leaned over slightly.
(..I hope... I'm doing the right thing..)
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"And then I was thinking about an all winter theme, y'know, with fake snow and everything! I thought it would be a nice break since summer's been really boiling lately and-----"
(...Does she never shut-up?)
"But then I changed my mind because---"
(...Please be two-thirty.....Please be two-thirty--)
She looked at her watch.
"(..Oh thank you Hyne!).. Selph, it's time to go meet everyone."
The girl stopped mid-sentence, eyes holding the excitement of a child at Christmas. Leaping up, she ran from the cafeteria leaving Quistis to shake her head and follow after her.
Walking down the main hall, she noticed Zell and Rinoa a few meters ahead her, but since her ears were still throbbing from Selphie, she decided to keep quiet and enjoy the silence.
(....How long has Irvine been gone now..? Five, six months..? He must be excited to finally be coming home...)
Indeed the brunette had been gone for quite a while now on mission after mission, much to everyone's dismay and protest..... but whenever something would come up, Irvine would volunteer to go saying that Squall shouldn't bother sending anymore people since 'The great Irvine Kinneas' was willing to take the job... So before anyone knew it, it had been six months since the cowboy had ever seen his home or friends. The latest one he was sent on was to be the personal bodygaurd of President Loire in Esthar. Laguna had been receiving some threatening letters in the past month or so, and came to the conclusion that he needed professional protection, so Irvine's orders had been to stay by his side, and investigate the whreabouts of the faction that had been producing the threats.
Everyone was relieved and overjoyed when the call came from him a few days ago saying that he had found and vanquished the group, and that he was finally coming home.
Quistis rounded a corner, her feet now leading her to the front gates of Garden.
(...Laguna's in Esthar isn't he?..)
Her mind spiraled back, as it often had, to the tall blond man with the long gray trenchcoat. Sighing heavily, she walked towards the assembled group of her friends, all looking up at the sky for a sign of the dragon ship.
A few minutes had passed before Selphie started jumping up and down and tugging on Squall's jacket.
"There it is!!!!!!"
Everyone looked as the enormous aircraft soared toward them, its sleek exterior shining in the sunlight. It slowed and began to descend onto the cool grass of Acauld Plains, the strong wind it kicked up causing the grass to flatten and trees to sway.
Squall took a few steps ahead of everyone else, his arms crossed. They all watched as the stairs of the ship descended, the mechanism groaning slightly at the movement..
And there at the top of them, stood a beaming Irvine. Quistis realized that he no longer was wearing his cowboy ensemble, but was actually clad in his SeeD uniform, his rich brown hair pulled back into it's usual ponytail. He stared at them for a moment before he ran down the stairs at top speed, dropping his suitcase.
Selphie bounded towards him as fast as her legs could carry her until they met and he caught her up in a big bear hug, laughing and crying all at the same time. The rest of the group followed suit, running to meet the former cowboy.
Zell slapped his shoulder, a huge smile stretched across his features.
"'Bout time huh? We were beginnin' to wonder if you were ever coming home."
The brunette smiled, "Sorry I got a little delayed, but crime never sleeps you know!"
The blond boy raised and eyebrow and crossed his arms, "...Yeah right."
Rinoa smiled and elbowed him lightly in the ribs, "He's just joking." she said playfully.
Quistis stepped up to him and nodded, "I think Zell's just happy that your back... We all are."
The taller man grinned and nodded, "..Yeah, I know.." With that he tried to move in to hug her, but to their dismay they realized that Selphie still had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her feet dangling off the ground and face buried into his chest. He smiled down at the girl and stroked her hair.
"....You gonna just keep hangin' there darlin'?" he teased softly. She nodded, her face still hidden against his SeeD jacket. He shrugged and looked to Quistis.
"..I'll hug ya later." he chuckled.
The blonde just nodded and took a step back allowing Squall to take her place. The two just stared at eachother before the stormy eyed boy finally spoke.
"Good work." he said saluting Irvine.
The taller man reciprocated the salute and smiled.
"Thanks."
Squall nodded, "You should go to your room and rest. I'm sure it was a long flight from Esthar. Also--" he looked to the ship, "on the phone you said you had brought someone to meet us..."
Irvine's eyes widened slightly. Slapping his forhead he groaned.
"In all the excitement I completely forgot!" he looked back to the ship, "John! Come on over here!!!"
Quistis, who for most of this time had been admiring her group of reunited friends, looked towards the ship. A man was walking towards them, clad in a black business suit as far as she could tell, for he was still a little ways away.
"He helped me back in Esthar with locating the criminals. If it weren't for him, I'd probably still be there!" Irvine said, turning to look at everyone for moment.
The man walked up to them and stood there awkwardly, obviously unsure about what to do. Sensing this, the former cowboy smiled and started to introduce everyone.
"John," he motioned to the group, who by now had assembled into a neat row, "this is Zell--"
Zell rubbed his hand on his pant leg and held it out, the visitor smirked and shook it with a nod.
"--Selphie... though I don't think she's really in the position to say hello," he chuckled looking down to the girl still suspended off his neck. John chuckled at the sight of the petite girl hanging off his friend.
Irvine smiled and continued the roll call.
"Rinoa--"
The raven haired girl stepped up and shook his hand vigorously.
"--Commander Leonhart--"
Squall repressed the growl in his throat at the use of the name, and nodded towards the newcomer.
Irvine shook his head, "And then there's Quistis." he said motioning to her still form at the end of the row. She watched as John walked up to her and stared at her for a moment, as he reached out and shook her hand.
"..I've heard a lot about you..."
She chuckled, "I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing coming from---" she dropped out mid-sentence as her eyes scanned over the stranger.
His hair, a rich brown, falling to the nape of his neck. His shaggy bangs ending to just below his wire framed glasses.....
Eyes such a deep brown they almost looked black.....
She felt the tears sting her blue orbs, her palms became clammy......
John just smiled at her and stared into her eyes for another moment before releasing her hand and stepping back to Irvine's side.
Her eyes still on him, even as he walked away with Irvine back into the Garden, along with the others...
She just stood and stared.....
"..We ever gonna see eachother again...?"
"...Maybe...Someday..."
Unable to hold back, she fell to her knees and cried...
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(..It's just as I had remembered it....)
His eyes scanned the inside of the Garden, falling upon all the familiar sights of his childhood. Never did he think that he'd ever return to this place during the course of the past two years...
Of course he thought of it... After all, Quistis was here...
Irvine stopped abruptly and motioned to the door ahead of them.
"This'll be your room... You should find it to your liking.. but it may not be what you're normally used to."
John looked at the brunette, a small smirk spreading across his features.
"...It should be just fine..."
A moment of silence passed before Irvine cleared his throat and backed away.
"..Well, I'll just let you get settled in.."
Something glinted in the light as it came towards John. Acting on reflex, he caught it in his hand and observed the small object. It was a simple silver key, engraved with the SeeD symbol and room number.
"You'll be needing this... You can never be too careful around here." he shrugged and mock saluted, "Anyway, get some rest and I'll come to get you later this evening so we can talk to the Headmaster."
With that, he walked away leaving John to stare at his retreating form. Looking back to the door, he gripped the key tightly before inserting it into the lock and twisting it, the click of it being unlatched ringing in his ears.
He opened the door and stepped inside.
(...Finally..)
Walking into the bedroom, he dropped his suitcase onto the bed and opened it up. Picking up the first article of clothing, he looked at the trenchcoat lovingly before setting down onto the blue bedspread. Shrugging off his black blazer, he smiled and reached up to his hair, pulling on it roughly. Holding the wig in his hand, he pulled off the thin-wired glasses. Laying down the two items side by side, he swiftly took the contacts from his eyes, and the small microchip form under the collar of his shirt.
(...God that feels better...)
He turned and regarded himself in the mirror before grabbing a kleenex and wiping his brow, the makeup coming off revealing the reddish scar etched forever on his visage. He stood there, and just stared at himself.... The self he had locked away from the outer world for those two long years. Giving his refelction the trademark smirk, he brushed his hand through his golden locks and sighed.
(...I'm finally home...)
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To Be Continued...
Author's Note: This chapter may have been kinda of predictable..... but at least he's back in the picture!
Thank you for reading, and I'll see ya'all later!
Author's Note: ....Hwah I'm back! Um....... well... this isn't the final chapter. Sorry to all you guys for saying it was, but after some brainstorming, I decided to split this up....and I can't promise the next one is the final one either because well, it's not really fair to you guys for me to make the same promise again when things may not work out the way I expected them to.
Just wanted to apologize for this and also for the late update. Also I wanted to thank you again for your really nice reviews!
*blows big kiss*
Thank you!
( Chapter 7: Homecoming)
(.... Eight thirty...)
Pulling the cream coloured sheets off her body, she swung her legs off the side of the bed and stretched.
"Time to get up." she said to the empty room as she stood up and headed for the bathroom.
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Irvine watched the Ragnarok fly over head and circle around to get back to them.
"..There it is." he smiled as he looked back at him, "Pretty impressive huh?"
He nodded, "..Definetly.. So that used to be in space?"
"Yup. The commander of Balamb Garden and his girlfriend brought it down here a little over two years ago."
He watched the ship hover a moment before it finally began to descend onto the designated landing area. Looking to Irvine, he picked up his bag.
"How long has it been since you've seen your friends..?"
Sighing, he picked up his bag also.
"...Six months..."
Silence.
The Ragnarok finally settled, they headed toward the now descending flight of stairs. He noticed Irvine's pace was quite fast and held a bit of a bounce to it as they came nearer to the massive airship. As they began to ascend the stairs, he smiled slightly.
"Excited to see them..?"
Irvine looked back, his hand still on the railing, "Of course I am!"
Chuckling, he continued up the stairs, Irvine leading the way. Reaching the door, they took a few steps ahead and watched as the stairs shifted and moved upwards, leaving the ground and returning to their default position. Looking over to his companion, Irvine patted his shoulder and motioned for him to follow.
"Can't wait for you to meet them though. Now you'll actually get to see all the people I've been telling you about.... Even the great commander of Balamb Garden himself!" he broke off into a chuckle, "..But just be warned that he's still a bit of a cold fish.... I could be wrong though, since it's been a while since I saw him....but knowing him, he'll never change..."
(....You're probably right...)
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She shoved open the metal doors to the cafeteria and looked around.
(..Where are they..?)
"Quisty!!!!!"
(Never mind.)
Looking to her left she saw Selphie bounding towards her like a happy child, almost tripping over someone's discarded book bag lying next to a table. Quistis braced for impact as the girl came running into her.
".....How much sugar did you put into your coffee this morning..?" she joked as she peeled the younger girl off of her.
Her green eyes smiling, she shook her head and hopped up and down.
"Irvy's coming home today!!!" she squealed waving her arms. The blonde woman shook her head and put her hands on the shorter girl's shoulders as a sign to calm down.
"I didn't forget." she smiled, "I heard he would be here at two-thirty."
"Really...? I thought it was three-thirty..." she paused for a moment then smiled brightly, "Oh well! That's even better!"
Quistis scanned the room before allowing her eyes to fall back onto the green-eyed girl.
"Where is everyone..?"
She tilted her head, her brown gravity-defying locks brushing against her shoulder, "I think Squall's in his office, and Rinoa and Zell are in the Training Center. We're supposed to all meet in front of Garden when the Ragnarok arrives."
The older woman sighed and and shrugged.
"What should we do till then?"
Selphie smiled, clapping her hands together, "Wanna help decide the theme for the Garden Festival?!" together.
Quistis backed away,"... I uh.. have to go to-----"
Before she knew it, the younger girl had latched herself onto her arm and was now pulling her toward one of the vacant tables, spouting off ideas the whole way. The only thing the azure-eyed woman could do was roll her eyes and listen.
(.....And once again I am unable to escape the Garden Festival's clutches..)
He watched the ground zing by below them, the shadow of the Ragnarok falling upon the earth like a blanket of darkness. Looking to the seat at the other side of the room, he noticed Irvine looking out the window also, his palms pressed against the glass. Shaking his head, he resumed his sight-seeing and leaned over slightly.
(..I hope... I'm doing the right thing..)
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"And then I was thinking about an all winter theme, y'know, with fake snow and everything! I thought it would be a nice break since summer's been really boiling lately and-----"
(...Does she never shut-up?)
"But then I changed my mind because---"
(...Please be two-thirty.....Please be two-thirty--)
She looked at her watch.
"(..Oh thank you Hyne!).. Selph, it's time to go meet everyone."
The girl stopped mid-sentence, eyes holding the excitement of a child at Christmas. Leaping up, she ran from the cafeteria leaving Quistis to shake her head and follow after her.
Walking down the main hall, she noticed Zell and Rinoa a few meters ahead her, but since her ears were still throbbing from Selphie, she decided to keep quiet and enjoy the silence.
(....How long has Irvine been gone now..? Five, six months..? He must be excited to finally be coming home...)
Indeed the brunette had been gone for quite a while now on mission after mission, much to everyone's dismay and protest..... but whenever something would come up, Irvine would volunteer to go saying that Squall shouldn't bother sending anymore people since 'The great Irvine Kinneas' was willing to take the job... So before anyone knew it, it had been six months since the cowboy had ever seen his home or friends. The latest one he was sent on was to be the personal bodygaurd of President Loire in Esthar. Laguna had been receiving some threatening letters in the past month or so, and came to the conclusion that he needed professional protection, so Irvine's orders had been to stay by his side, and investigate the whreabouts of the faction that had been producing the threats.
Everyone was relieved and overjoyed when the call came from him a few days ago saying that he had found and vanquished the group, and that he was finally coming home.
Quistis rounded a corner, her feet now leading her to the front gates of Garden.
(...Laguna's in Esthar isn't he?..)
Her mind spiraled back, as it often had, to the tall blond man with the long gray trenchcoat. Sighing heavily, she walked towards the assembled group of her friends, all looking up at the sky for a sign of the dragon ship.
A few minutes had passed before Selphie started jumping up and down and tugging on Squall's jacket.
"There it is!!!!!!"
Everyone looked as the enormous aircraft soared toward them, its sleek exterior shining in the sunlight. It slowed and began to descend onto the cool grass of Acauld Plains, the strong wind it kicked up causing the grass to flatten and trees to sway.
Squall took a few steps ahead of everyone else, his arms crossed. They all watched as the stairs of the ship descended, the mechanism groaning slightly at the movement..
And there at the top of them, stood a beaming Irvine. Quistis realized that he no longer was wearing his cowboy ensemble, but was actually clad in his SeeD uniform, his rich brown hair pulled back into it's usual ponytail. He stared at them for a moment before he ran down the stairs at top speed, dropping his suitcase.
Selphie bounded towards him as fast as her legs could carry her until they met and he caught her up in a big bear hug, laughing and crying all at the same time. The rest of the group followed suit, running to meet the former cowboy.
Zell slapped his shoulder, a huge smile stretched across his features.
"'Bout time huh? We were beginnin' to wonder if you were ever coming home."
The brunette smiled, "Sorry I got a little delayed, but crime never sleeps you know!"
The blond boy raised and eyebrow and crossed his arms, "...Yeah right."
Rinoa smiled and elbowed him lightly in the ribs, "He's just joking." she said playfully.
Quistis stepped up to him and nodded, "I think Zell's just happy that your back... We all are."
The taller man grinned and nodded, "..Yeah, I know.." With that he tried to move in to hug her, but to their dismay they realized that Selphie still had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her feet dangling off the ground and face buried into his chest. He smiled down at the girl and stroked her hair.
"....You gonna just keep hangin' there darlin'?" he teased softly. She nodded, her face still hidden against his SeeD jacket. He shrugged and looked to Quistis.
"..I'll hug ya later." he chuckled.
The blonde just nodded and took a step back allowing Squall to take her place. The two just stared at eachother before the stormy eyed boy finally spoke.
"Good work." he said saluting Irvine.
The taller man reciprocated the salute and smiled.
"Thanks."
Squall nodded, "You should go to your room and rest. I'm sure it was a long flight from Esthar. Also--" he looked to the ship, "on the phone you said you had brought someone to meet us..."
Irvine's eyes widened slightly. Slapping his forhead he groaned.
"In all the excitement I completely forgot!" he looked back to the ship, "John! Come on over here!!!"
Quistis, who for most of this time had been admiring her group of reunited friends, looked towards the ship. A man was walking towards them, clad in a black business suit as far as she could tell, for he was still a little ways away.
"He helped me back in Esthar with locating the criminals. If it weren't for him, I'd probably still be there!" Irvine said, turning to look at everyone for moment.
The man walked up to them and stood there awkwardly, obviously unsure about what to do. Sensing this, the former cowboy smiled and started to introduce everyone.
"John," he motioned to the group, who by now had assembled into a neat row, "this is Zell--"
Zell rubbed his hand on his pant leg and held it out, the visitor smirked and shook it with a nod.
"--Selphie... though I don't think she's really in the position to say hello," he chuckled looking down to the girl still suspended off his neck. John chuckled at the sight of the petite girl hanging off his friend.
Irvine smiled and continued the roll call.
"Rinoa--"
The raven haired girl stepped up and shook his hand vigorously.
"--Commander Leonhart--"
Squall repressed the growl in his throat at the use of the name, and nodded towards the newcomer.
Irvine shook his head, "And then there's Quistis." he said motioning to her still form at the end of the row. She watched as John walked up to her and stared at her for a moment, as he reached out and shook her hand.
"..I've heard a lot about you..."
She chuckled, "I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing coming from---" she dropped out mid-sentence as her eyes scanned over the stranger.
His hair, a rich brown, falling to the nape of his neck. His shaggy bangs ending to just below his wire framed glasses.....
Eyes such a deep brown they almost looked black.....
She felt the tears sting her blue orbs, her palms became clammy......
John just smiled at her and stared into her eyes for another moment before releasing her hand and stepping back to Irvine's side.
Her eyes still on him, even as he walked away with Irvine back into the Garden, along with the others...
She just stood and stared.....
"..We ever gonna see eachother again...?"
"...Maybe...Someday..."
Unable to hold back, she fell to her knees and cried...
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(..It's just as I had remembered it....)
His eyes scanned the inside of the Garden, falling upon all the familiar sights of his childhood. Never did he think that he'd ever return to this place during the course of the past two years...
Of course he thought of it... After all, Quistis was here...
Irvine stopped abruptly and motioned to the door ahead of them.
"This'll be your room... You should find it to your liking.. but it may not be what you're normally used to."
John looked at the brunette, a small smirk spreading across his features.
"...It should be just fine..."
A moment of silence passed before Irvine cleared his throat and backed away.
"..Well, I'll just let you get settled in.."
Something glinted in the light as it came towards John. Acting on reflex, he caught it in his hand and observed the small object. It was a simple silver key, engraved with the SeeD symbol and room number.
"You'll be needing this... You can never be too careful around here." he shrugged and mock saluted, "Anyway, get some rest and I'll come to get you later this evening so we can talk to the Headmaster."
With that, he walked away leaving John to stare at his retreating form. Looking back to the door, he gripped the key tightly before inserting it into the lock and twisting it, the click of it being unlatched ringing in his ears.
He opened the door and stepped inside.
(...Finally..)
Walking into the bedroom, he dropped his suitcase onto the bed and opened it up. Picking up the first article of clothing, he looked at the trenchcoat lovingly before setting down onto the blue bedspread. Shrugging off his black blazer, he smiled and reached up to his hair, pulling on it roughly. Holding the wig in his hand, he pulled off the thin-wired glasses. Laying down the two items side by side, he swiftly took the contacts from his eyes, and the small microchip form under the collar of his shirt.
(...God that feels better...)
He turned and regarded himself in the mirror before grabbing a kleenex and wiping his brow, the makeup coming off revealing the reddish scar etched forever on his visage. He stood there, and just stared at himself.... The self he had locked away from the outer world for those two long years. Giving his refelction the trademark smirk, he brushed his hand through his golden locks and sighed.
(...I'm finally home...)
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To Be Continued...
Author's Note: This chapter may have been kinda of predictable..... but at least he's back in the picture!
Thank you for reading, and I'll see ya'all later!
