A/N: EEK! I have nothing to say this time! *runs around panicing*
*hits a wall that mysteriously appeared in front of her and falls down* Oohh....Pertty staaaaaaaaaaars...*shakes it off*
Oh hey!
I need names/suggestions for Sakura's classmates! You all can see that this isn't a typical crossover, and it's going to remain so. Sakura isn't going to have a schedule remotely like anyone else's, a first year class there, a fourth year class there, and she won't be staying in her house for all classes, so house and age doesn't matter...E-mail me!
Only three people know which house she's going to be in, one is me another is my muse, another is a reviewer.
All my loyal reviewers *hugs Leila, Silver, Tenshi, and M* will get a character of theirs put in as bit parts as Hogwarts students, most likely be a friend or saying something intelligent in Clow's--*slaps hand over her mouth* Kuso! Did I just type that? Ah well, you have CHAPTERS before that kicks in, that is if the story co-operates, it seems to be going pretty fast. Now you all have to wait.
So E-mail me with names, house, basic personality, best and worst subjects, and year, even if you aren't a loyal reviewer cause you might just get in. (Hint: leave long reviews to improve your chances. Greatly. THIS MEANS YOU BIKI!)
A few rules: NO JAPANESE OR CHINESE NAMES, NO MARY SUE, NO GARY STU, NO TRANSFER STUDNETS, NO LI'S, NO REEDS, NO UNKNOWN MALFOYS/POTTERS/WEASLYS/GANGERS/DIGGORYS ETC., NO "nice and kind hearted Slytherine" ETC. (Decent Slytherine is another thing though) If you go against those rules my respect for you will utterly collapse. But I'll still put the character in, and then kill them off at the nearest opportunity, I might even have them kill themselves off. I'll tell you if I will do this though. And villainish characters are welcome.
I don't consider this "insert fiction," I'm just using a cheap trick to avoid having to make up a diverse cast on my own. Is it working?
If you go against the spirit but not the letter of the rules and feel like arguing it feel free to. Just know that I will win because: One, I am the author. Two, I'm in college and I've taken as many philosophy courses as sophomores with that as their major, and I've managed to throw the Cogito Ergo Sum into doubt. Three, I am L33T!
...
I think writing this is driving me insane.
No wait...wait...I am a writer, I ALWAYS was nuts.
*smiles*
No one has commented on the fact I have the urge to hook Snape up with Clow. Strange.
I'm shutting up and writing now. ONWARDS!
Chapter Four: Letters
Clow Reed stood up, "We have work to do."
...And promptly staggered. He would have fallen over had Shaoron not rushed up and caught him, one arm around his waist and at just the right height that his bent arm out rest across his shoulders.
Eriol, no Clow, he was Clow now...My he was tired, and this body felt odd, being weightless and substanceless kind of grew on you. He smiled at the boy, "Thank you my cute descendant," Oh it was so funny to see him get angry like that. After a bit he managed to stand up on his own and find his balance. He promptly knelt and picked up, not his staff, but rather Fujitaka, his other self.
Yue felt a moment of strange jealously mingled with sweet longing, he remembered when his creator did that for him, he even used to have a similar expression on his face.
Clow carried him to his room, talking quietly to Nadeshiko. He laid him in the bed and then opened the first few buttons on his shirt. "Yue, I--Eriol...There is a box downstairs with parchment sheets and envelops inside. There is also a knife, ink, and a magic wax set inside. Could you bring it up? There are letters to be written and sent."
Yue bowed to him slightly, and did as he was told, though he was loath to leave.
Clow placed his hand on Fujitaka's bare chest, "Meilin, my staff? It is safe for you," and from the way he said you it was obvious that he only meant her, "to touch."
He started tracing lines on Fujitaka's chest, leaving glowing lines in its wake. First an upright rectangle split into thirds, Li recognized it as the hiragana for 'Eye.' In each chamber another symbol was traced, this time in kanji. First the three fold symbol, Ai, Love. Then in the bottom, a 'V' opened to the left atop a line, and a dash atop like the dot of an 'i', and a quartered box to the right, run though with a line down the center. Shen, or Seishin, spirit.
He looked up and smiled at Meilin, who was struggling a bit with the large staff, he reached out and helped her with it when she was close enough. Yue entered then, having been apparently blocked by Meilin, and set the box down.
Clow put his hand on Fujitaka's chest, obscuring the symbol partially. Clow's monogram, the magic circle appeared under his hand, and then again, much smaller on Fujitaka's forehead then crystallized into the symbol Clow had drawn on his chest, an artificial third eye, which faded to invisibility.
His constant expression of happy serenity, which was the most irritating thing in the world to most people, changed slightly to a smirk. Touya's chest glowed faintly though his shirt and the symbol appeared on his head. Touya was surprised and would have thanked him, save that Clow seemed...not all there, and rather creepy anyways.
Clow touched Fujitaka's face lightly, a sort of longing expression on his face. To be simple again.
"He will be very tired and lack his usual stamina for a while. Make sure he gets enough to sleep and eat Touya."
The teen nodded at him, and Clow wondered if he'd get a father-complex to match his sister-complex.
And then surprisingly, he Saw.
His back would have straightened and he would have stiffened up as he waited for the information, the Vision to pass. But it was there and gone so quick he did not even have the time.
He did not receive Visions while dead, at least not many. And it was apparent that now he had his magic back and his life, that he would be getting them all over again.
He simply hoped that he did not get any mind storm Visions. Those were awful.
He paused and went over what his Sight revealed to him
...
Poor Fujitaka. But at least it wouldn't last long.
And now...He dove into the realm of Vision, searching for the threads of fate that were most likely to happen and succeed, Seeing what he had to do as he barely could when dead and resisting the ill feeling he was getting.
"Yue, cut a quill, we're going to have to convince the Westerners that I never died."
"Hai, Clow-sama," Yue reached over and plucked one of his feathers out carefully and then opened the box. There was the knife which he used to expertly cut his own feather into a quill and feathered tip into a brush for oriental writing.
"Meilin, Cute Decedent," Shaoron glowered at this and Meilin held back a smile. "I have a very important job for you." They immediately puffed up. "I am afraid that you won't be able to support Sakura-chan for a while but!" He raised his hand to fend off their complaints, "You can make it much safer for her."
He held out his hand to Yue, "Rice paper." Yue found the delicate sheets under the heavier parchment and vellum and handed it to him. Clow took the paper and seated himself at the small desk in Fujitaka's bedroom, laying it to the side save one sheet.
The quill was wordlessly passed to him, the feather striped to the shaft save for the last half inch at the tip. Clow rolled up his sleeve and shifted his hold on the staff, bringing the spiky sun and moon symbol down, and promptly cut open his arm. Touya was startled and was about to thrash Clow for hurting himself had Yue not held him back. Then he noticed cut did not bleed.
Well it was better to say the blood stayed inside his arm, they could see it.
Meilin wrinkled her nose, disturbing to use your own blood as ink, but she could see why it was necessary, the blood was the proof.
"They need to know it is me and that I am serious." He used the still feathery tip of the quill and dipped it into his own blood and then began to write.
Touya's kanji wasn't good enough to get more than the barest gist of what he wrote. But he definitely saw 'danger' and 'organize' amongst others.
Clow waved his hand over the paper, magically drying it, and leaving a faint imprint of his magic emblem in the paper and ink, like a watermark. He held it up to Meilin and Shaoron. "What do you think? My language isn't too out of date, I hope."
They read it easily.
"You want us to WHAT?"
"You can't be serious; the clans will never work together."
Clow smiled at both of them, "The feuds are over and done with are they not?" They grudgingly nodded. "So cut China up into five different magical countries, which is exactly what has already been done and then document how each clan's ruling system and laws. No change save that it's on record."
"But no one has ever wanted to ally with the Westerners, there's no point in it! I can see why you want it to happen, and I agree, but the other clans...Well the Changs, I mean the Osuw--"
Clow held up his hand, "I am aware that the name changed, and no one else will see the point you say?" Clow smiled again, deviousness that made Li fear for his dignity, "Criminals from Europe, the governments of which we have no way to appeal to, came here using our lack of recognized government to twist Laws. And to steal my magic, my secrets. What is to stop them from trying to take on the clans once they are done with Europe? And they will, I have Foreseen it."
That gave the cousins pause. If anything would convince the clans to untie, partially, it would be a threat to their secrets.
"You want use to play diplomatic delivery people, don't you?"
"Basically yes. But you see me before you, your testimony to my wishes and Visions in addition to my blood on the paper, writ with Yue's feather, will convince them that I am back, if I even left in the first place, and to listen." A significant pause and Shaoron thought that faking your own death for centuries was a very Eriol, a very Clow thing to do. "Shaoron, your mother is a good person, but I do not trust the Elders not to try to make this work out for their benefit. That can come later, but for now the clans will not unite. I can trust you two not to deceive any one, and no one will think that you would deceive them in matters like this because you are young enough to still have ideals. Do you understand?"
"Hai, Clow-sama," and they bowed to him.
"Excellent, do you see anything that needs changing?"
Shaoron chuckled, "Disturbing ancestor, I know for a fact that the elders prefer everything to be archaic, you are a bit more archaic than they are and that will impress them more than anything."
Clow chuckled, "I know you do not want me to transport you as there are many things that you wish to bring home. Very well, let me write up the other four letters."
And he did so, repeating the process over and over again with different names, placing the letters carefully into envelopes Yue provided him with, sealing them with his magic and handing them to Shaoron and Meilin.
"Go home and call your mother Shaoron, tell her what has occurred here, she can use her letter to speak to me personally. Tell her that it is my wish that at least the Li clan be recognized, and Japan as part of its territory. Tell your hard headed elders that it is my will." His eyes moved to the window. "It is late yet for the next phase, it will have to wait till this night."
After that cryptic, and strange comment Clow reached into the box and removed a scroll of vellum, pure white and smooth. He smoothed it out on the desk and a bottle of ink. He used the bottom part of the quill and began to write a letter, in English this time.
He told Shaoron and Meilin what he could of the future, not wanting to alter what he saw and wanting them to be prepared. Perhaps he could have told them more, and perhaps he would have...had he dared to see more, he was more than slightly nervous about regaining his Sight.
Touya, perhaps feeling uncomfortable listening in on a conversation that had nothing to do with him, Stood up, "I'm going to get us some food, do you want anything." Nervous or not had he not assured himself that his father was only sleeping, both by checking himself and his mother's spirit promising him that she would watch and come and get him if something happened he would not have left.
Everyone shook their heads no, even Clow.
*GURGLE!*
They all looked at Clow with amused/surprised expressions.
"Ehheheheh. I had forgotten that I need to eat."
*SNARL!*
There was a simultaneous blink that created a breeze felt in Tokyo.
"I'll get Yuki's lunch then."
Clow at least had the good manners to look abashed.
Later Yue reflected Clow ate like Yuki on a good day.
Touya thought he was giving Yuki too much credit.
After dinner Meilin and Shaoron went back to their home to pack, and Clow...Clow zoned out. Touya recognized that Clow was doing some sort of magic and didn't disturb him, though he was terribly curious.
In truth Clow was scrying, anyone with a bit of power could do it, but he was using it as an extension of his own Sight, to see in the present rather than the past or future, hence it was more accurate.
"Yue, I need you to accompany me on a trip." Clow stood up, eyes still mostly unfocussed scroll finished and in hand.
"Hai, Clow-sama." Yue felt a little like he was betraying his mistress, but then again he felt like he was betraying Clow by having a mistress. But this was for Sakura, and Clow didn't seem to mind. And no matter what Clow deserved his utmost respect. But some feelings are slow to fade, so he stood a bit closer to Clow than was necessary.
Clow's magic circle appeared under them and he slipped past the barrier of his own magic and into another place
~*In another place, at almost the same time*~
"Very well then. Are there anymore issues that need to be brought up or are we done for the day?"
A column of light appeared before anyone could utter the blessed word "No."
The light faded out leaving two figures standing in a circle that had not been seen in the West for centuries.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you Fudge-san, but there is one or two more points left."
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Yay! We finally Get to England! And Yet again a chapter is cut in half!
Oh, and as it is difficult to find decent CCS/HP crossover fics, let alone good ones I'm giving props to this excellent start on a fic that jarred me out of a rut called "Magic Abound" by Yukoma. It's not exactly an original premise, but it is a fresh new spin on it and Sakura does not look like she is about to make an appearance. I like it. Support Good CCS/HP fiction: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1201235
Go and support her and get her out of her funk!
*hits a wall that mysteriously appeared in front of her and falls down* Oohh....Pertty staaaaaaaaaaars...*shakes it off*
Oh hey!
I need names/suggestions for Sakura's classmates! You all can see that this isn't a typical crossover, and it's going to remain so. Sakura isn't going to have a schedule remotely like anyone else's, a first year class there, a fourth year class there, and she won't be staying in her house for all classes, so house and age doesn't matter...E-mail me!
Only three people know which house she's going to be in, one is me another is my muse, another is a reviewer.
All my loyal reviewers *hugs Leila, Silver, Tenshi, and M* will get a character of theirs put in as bit parts as Hogwarts students, most likely be a friend or saying something intelligent in Clow's--*slaps hand over her mouth* Kuso! Did I just type that? Ah well, you have CHAPTERS before that kicks in, that is if the story co-operates, it seems to be going pretty fast. Now you all have to wait.
So E-mail me with names, house, basic personality, best and worst subjects, and year, even if you aren't a loyal reviewer cause you might just get in. (Hint: leave long reviews to improve your chances. Greatly. THIS MEANS YOU BIKI!)
A few rules: NO JAPANESE OR CHINESE NAMES, NO MARY SUE, NO GARY STU, NO TRANSFER STUDNETS, NO LI'S, NO REEDS, NO UNKNOWN MALFOYS/POTTERS/WEASLYS/GANGERS/DIGGORYS ETC., NO "nice and kind hearted Slytherine" ETC. (Decent Slytherine is another thing though) If you go against those rules my respect for you will utterly collapse. But I'll still put the character in, and then kill them off at the nearest opportunity, I might even have them kill themselves off. I'll tell you if I will do this though. And villainish characters are welcome.
I don't consider this "insert fiction," I'm just using a cheap trick to avoid having to make up a diverse cast on my own. Is it working?
If you go against the spirit but not the letter of the rules and feel like arguing it feel free to. Just know that I will win because: One, I am the author. Two, I'm in college and I've taken as many philosophy courses as sophomores with that as their major, and I've managed to throw the Cogito Ergo Sum into doubt. Three, I am L33T!
...
I think writing this is driving me insane.
No wait...wait...I am a writer, I ALWAYS was nuts.
*smiles*
No one has commented on the fact I have the urge to hook Snape up with Clow. Strange.
I'm shutting up and writing now. ONWARDS!
Chapter Four: Letters
Clow Reed stood up, "We have work to do."
...And promptly staggered. He would have fallen over had Shaoron not rushed up and caught him, one arm around his waist and at just the right height that his bent arm out rest across his shoulders.
Eriol, no Clow, he was Clow now...My he was tired, and this body felt odd, being weightless and substanceless kind of grew on you. He smiled at the boy, "Thank you my cute descendant," Oh it was so funny to see him get angry like that. After a bit he managed to stand up on his own and find his balance. He promptly knelt and picked up, not his staff, but rather Fujitaka, his other self.
Yue felt a moment of strange jealously mingled with sweet longing, he remembered when his creator did that for him, he even used to have a similar expression on his face.
Clow carried him to his room, talking quietly to Nadeshiko. He laid him in the bed and then opened the first few buttons on his shirt. "Yue, I--Eriol...There is a box downstairs with parchment sheets and envelops inside. There is also a knife, ink, and a magic wax set inside. Could you bring it up? There are letters to be written and sent."
Yue bowed to him slightly, and did as he was told, though he was loath to leave.
Clow placed his hand on Fujitaka's bare chest, "Meilin, my staff? It is safe for you," and from the way he said you it was obvious that he only meant her, "to touch."
He started tracing lines on Fujitaka's chest, leaving glowing lines in its wake. First an upright rectangle split into thirds, Li recognized it as the hiragana for 'Eye.' In each chamber another symbol was traced, this time in kanji. First the three fold symbol, Ai, Love. Then in the bottom, a 'V' opened to the left atop a line, and a dash atop like the dot of an 'i', and a quartered box to the right, run though with a line down the center. Shen, or Seishin, spirit.
He looked up and smiled at Meilin, who was struggling a bit with the large staff, he reached out and helped her with it when she was close enough. Yue entered then, having been apparently blocked by Meilin, and set the box down.
Clow put his hand on Fujitaka's chest, obscuring the symbol partially. Clow's monogram, the magic circle appeared under his hand, and then again, much smaller on Fujitaka's forehead then crystallized into the symbol Clow had drawn on his chest, an artificial third eye, which faded to invisibility.
His constant expression of happy serenity, which was the most irritating thing in the world to most people, changed slightly to a smirk. Touya's chest glowed faintly though his shirt and the symbol appeared on his head. Touya was surprised and would have thanked him, save that Clow seemed...not all there, and rather creepy anyways.
Clow touched Fujitaka's face lightly, a sort of longing expression on his face. To be simple again.
"He will be very tired and lack his usual stamina for a while. Make sure he gets enough to sleep and eat Touya."
The teen nodded at him, and Clow wondered if he'd get a father-complex to match his sister-complex.
And then surprisingly, he Saw.
His back would have straightened and he would have stiffened up as he waited for the information, the Vision to pass. But it was there and gone so quick he did not even have the time.
He did not receive Visions while dead, at least not many. And it was apparent that now he had his magic back and his life, that he would be getting them all over again.
He simply hoped that he did not get any mind storm Visions. Those were awful.
He paused and went over what his Sight revealed to him
...
Poor Fujitaka. But at least it wouldn't last long.
And now...He dove into the realm of Vision, searching for the threads of fate that were most likely to happen and succeed, Seeing what he had to do as he barely could when dead and resisting the ill feeling he was getting.
"Yue, cut a quill, we're going to have to convince the Westerners that I never died."
"Hai, Clow-sama," Yue reached over and plucked one of his feathers out carefully and then opened the box. There was the knife which he used to expertly cut his own feather into a quill and feathered tip into a brush for oriental writing.
"Meilin, Cute Decedent," Shaoron glowered at this and Meilin held back a smile. "I have a very important job for you." They immediately puffed up. "I am afraid that you won't be able to support Sakura-chan for a while but!" He raised his hand to fend off their complaints, "You can make it much safer for her."
He held out his hand to Yue, "Rice paper." Yue found the delicate sheets under the heavier parchment and vellum and handed it to him. Clow took the paper and seated himself at the small desk in Fujitaka's bedroom, laying it to the side save one sheet.
The quill was wordlessly passed to him, the feather striped to the shaft save for the last half inch at the tip. Clow rolled up his sleeve and shifted his hold on the staff, bringing the spiky sun and moon symbol down, and promptly cut open his arm. Touya was startled and was about to thrash Clow for hurting himself had Yue not held him back. Then he noticed cut did not bleed.
Well it was better to say the blood stayed inside his arm, they could see it.
Meilin wrinkled her nose, disturbing to use your own blood as ink, but she could see why it was necessary, the blood was the proof.
"They need to know it is me and that I am serious." He used the still feathery tip of the quill and dipped it into his own blood and then began to write.
Touya's kanji wasn't good enough to get more than the barest gist of what he wrote. But he definitely saw 'danger' and 'organize' amongst others.
Clow waved his hand over the paper, magically drying it, and leaving a faint imprint of his magic emblem in the paper and ink, like a watermark. He held it up to Meilin and Shaoron. "What do you think? My language isn't too out of date, I hope."
They read it easily.
"You want us to WHAT?"
"You can't be serious; the clans will never work together."
Clow smiled at both of them, "The feuds are over and done with are they not?" They grudgingly nodded. "So cut China up into five different magical countries, which is exactly what has already been done and then document how each clan's ruling system and laws. No change save that it's on record."
"But no one has ever wanted to ally with the Westerners, there's no point in it! I can see why you want it to happen, and I agree, but the other clans...Well the Changs, I mean the Osuw--"
Clow held up his hand, "I am aware that the name changed, and no one else will see the point you say?" Clow smiled again, deviousness that made Li fear for his dignity, "Criminals from Europe, the governments of which we have no way to appeal to, came here using our lack of recognized government to twist Laws. And to steal my magic, my secrets. What is to stop them from trying to take on the clans once they are done with Europe? And they will, I have Foreseen it."
That gave the cousins pause. If anything would convince the clans to untie, partially, it would be a threat to their secrets.
"You want use to play diplomatic delivery people, don't you?"
"Basically yes. But you see me before you, your testimony to my wishes and Visions in addition to my blood on the paper, writ with Yue's feather, will convince them that I am back, if I even left in the first place, and to listen." A significant pause and Shaoron thought that faking your own death for centuries was a very Eriol, a very Clow thing to do. "Shaoron, your mother is a good person, but I do not trust the Elders not to try to make this work out for their benefit. That can come later, but for now the clans will not unite. I can trust you two not to deceive any one, and no one will think that you would deceive them in matters like this because you are young enough to still have ideals. Do you understand?"
"Hai, Clow-sama," and they bowed to him.
"Excellent, do you see anything that needs changing?"
Shaoron chuckled, "Disturbing ancestor, I know for a fact that the elders prefer everything to be archaic, you are a bit more archaic than they are and that will impress them more than anything."
Clow chuckled, "I know you do not want me to transport you as there are many things that you wish to bring home. Very well, let me write up the other four letters."
And he did so, repeating the process over and over again with different names, placing the letters carefully into envelopes Yue provided him with, sealing them with his magic and handing them to Shaoron and Meilin.
"Go home and call your mother Shaoron, tell her what has occurred here, she can use her letter to speak to me personally. Tell her that it is my wish that at least the Li clan be recognized, and Japan as part of its territory. Tell your hard headed elders that it is my will." His eyes moved to the window. "It is late yet for the next phase, it will have to wait till this night."
After that cryptic, and strange comment Clow reached into the box and removed a scroll of vellum, pure white and smooth. He smoothed it out on the desk and a bottle of ink. He used the bottom part of the quill and began to write a letter, in English this time.
He told Shaoron and Meilin what he could of the future, not wanting to alter what he saw and wanting them to be prepared. Perhaps he could have told them more, and perhaps he would have...had he dared to see more, he was more than slightly nervous about regaining his Sight.
Touya, perhaps feeling uncomfortable listening in on a conversation that had nothing to do with him, Stood up, "I'm going to get us some food, do you want anything." Nervous or not had he not assured himself that his father was only sleeping, both by checking himself and his mother's spirit promising him that she would watch and come and get him if something happened he would not have left.
Everyone shook their heads no, even Clow.
*GURGLE!*
They all looked at Clow with amused/surprised expressions.
"Ehheheheh. I had forgotten that I need to eat."
*SNARL!*
There was a simultaneous blink that created a breeze felt in Tokyo.
"I'll get Yuki's lunch then."
Clow at least had the good manners to look abashed.
Later Yue reflected Clow ate like Yuki on a good day.
Touya thought he was giving Yuki too much credit.
After dinner Meilin and Shaoron went back to their home to pack, and Clow...Clow zoned out. Touya recognized that Clow was doing some sort of magic and didn't disturb him, though he was terribly curious.
In truth Clow was scrying, anyone with a bit of power could do it, but he was using it as an extension of his own Sight, to see in the present rather than the past or future, hence it was more accurate.
"Yue, I need you to accompany me on a trip." Clow stood up, eyes still mostly unfocussed scroll finished and in hand.
"Hai, Clow-sama." Yue felt a little like he was betraying his mistress, but then again he felt like he was betraying Clow by having a mistress. But this was for Sakura, and Clow didn't seem to mind. And no matter what Clow deserved his utmost respect. But some feelings are slow to fade, so he stood a bit closer to Clow than was necessary.
Clow's magic circle appeared under them and he slipped past the barrier of his own magic and into another place
~*In another place, at almost the same time*~
"Very well then. Are there anymore issues that need to be brought up or are we done for the day?"
A column of light appeared before anyone could utter the blessed word "No."
The light faded out leaving two figures standing in a circle that had not been seen in the West for centuries.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you Fudge-san, but there is one or two more points left."
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Yay! We finally Get to England! And Yet again a chapter is cut in half!
Oh, and as it is difficult to find decent CCS/HP crossover fics, let alone good ones I'm giving props to this excellent start on a fic that jarred me out of a rut called "Magic Abound" by Yukoma. It's not exactly an original premise, but it is a fresh new spin on it and Sakura does not look like she is about to make an appearance. I like it. Support Good CCS/HP fiction: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1201235
Go and support her and get her out of her funk!
