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does, and all of her associates. I in no way intend to infringe on them or
the contracts etc. I do not own Peter Pan, J.M. Barrie does. As well as
Disney and whoever else has legal contract and use of Peter Pan. I am just
borrowing him.
---The Dancing Stars---
~Crystalnia~
Hermione was actually considering living with Malfoy. After all since Peter wouldn't let her live with the lost boys and him without her being there mother,-and since he wouldn't let one of his lost boys be a father that wasn't an option, - this was the next best thing. She looked carefully at Malfoy, who was looking the very definition of innocent as she assessed him. She narrowed her eyes instantly suspicious. "Malfoy, what exactly is this small price?" Malfoy's face turned somewhat mischievous- which in itself is quite scary- and he grinned.
"You see Granger; I thought I would let you choose."
"Choose what Malfoy?" Hermione took a step toward him getting tired of his games.
"Well Granger, I was thinking either you could be my slave." Hermione's eyes narrowed here and she instinctively reached for her wand before remembering she had dropped it in the ocean not even two hours ago.
"Or what?" She kept her voice neutral as she walked still closer to him, her hand clenching into a fist beside her.
"Or you could give me a kiss." Draco grinned at her shocked expression. Hermione didn't move toward Malfoy anymore instead she stood in one spot staring at him as if she had just now met him for the first time.
"You must be kidding me. A Malfoy wanting a kiss from a 'mudblood'?" Hermione glared at him believing he was trying to make a fool out of her.
"Call it boredom Granger. After all, you're the only girl at Hogwarts I haven't kissed, and I do love a challenge." Hermione looked at him hard for a few minutes before nodding her head.
"Just one kiss and you'll never kick me out?" Draco looked at her for a moment before laughing.
"Come on Granger, can't you take a joke? It's be my slave, or build the whole house yourself, that's my offer, take it or leave it." Draco laughed harder at her slightly affronted expression. "Ah come on Granger, if you're that disappointed, I'll give you a kiss after you finish the house."
"I'd rather kiss a dead frog!" Hermione hissed at him then turned around, prepared to leave. Draco was pissed. Oh he would definitely prove her wrong. Dead frog his arse.
"Tsk, Granger, I haven't dismissed you yet. Come here and I'll give you your wand." This caused Hermione to turn sharply with hope in her eyes. She quickly looked at Malfoy, and she did notice the extra bulge in his pocket that must have been her wand. So cautiously she walked back over to him and held out her hand.
"Wand, now if you please, Malfoy." She demanded and Draco shook his head. Again it seemed he was destined to do things he would regret. Draco reached out took Hermione's hand, quickly pulled her against him, then when she looked up at him bewildered he kissed her full on her lush lips.
For a moment it seemed that Hermione was going to give herself fully over to the kiss, as she started to kiss him back. Her hands went around his waist and she relaxed against him. Then suddenly as Draco relaxed and leaned more into the kiss, darting his tongue out across Hermione's lips, she pulled back her wand pointed at the ready and strait at his chest. The thing that pleased Draco the most thought-besides that fact that she was back to her defiant self again- was the blush that was crossing her cheeks and the way she wouldn't meet his eyes directly.
"Alright Granger, now you may live in the house as long as you help me build it." Again Hermione looked puzzled but she made no move to come anywhere near him, in fact when he stepped forward she stepped back.-A fact that also pleased Draco immensely.- Draco sighed in exasperation. "Honestly Granger, under all the bushy hair of yours there has got to be a brain, how else did you top me in every class? Think for a moment. I am Draco Malfoy, if I want something I take it, and since you wouldn't bloody decide whether you would rather be my slave or build the whole house yourself, I had to show you that if you didn't choose I would choose for you."
"So you kiss me?" Hermione practically yelled.
"Granger, let me ask you a question." He waited until Hermione nodded before pressing on. "Would you rather do what I ask you or be kissed again?" The look Hermione gave him also pleased him; it was one of a deer in headlights, unsure of what to do, or what is better.
"Like I said Malfoy, I'd rather kiss a dead frog." Ouch, although he never doubted Hermione would say something along those lines, it still hurt. "Build the house yourself. Now that I have my wand back I can build my own house."
"Gee, if this is the thanks I get for saving you, then I guess I will have to let you die next time." Malfoy brought his hands up to inspect his nails in an obviously nonplussed look. Hermione had the grace to look sheepish.
"Thank you for saving me Malfoy, but now that I have my wand I don't need your help anymore." Her voice was much softer, but she was far from cowed.
"I'll keep you to that Granger." Draco said as he took to the air once again. "Oh and Granger, about the house, I'd like it to be four to eight bedrooms, and if possible build it so that it won't be washed away." As Draco flew away he could hear Hermione scream in anger, as well as her choice names for him.
She couldn't believe it, he expected her to build him the damn house still. After all he put her through. That smarmy git, she would show him. Oh, he'd get his damn house alright, but it definitely wouldn't be what he expected and you wouldn't be able to pay her enough to live in it. Damn, if only she could get her lips to stop tingling.
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That was most definitely not a kiss. Peter Pan watched in disgust as Draco thimbled Hermione. The anger he felt at Malfoy was indescribable. It took all of Peter's well power not to swoop in there right at that moment and remove Hermione from that boys grip.
He was vastly relieved when Hermione pulled away, her stick in her hands.-Although Peter didn't understand how Malfoy had gotten Hermione's stick or the pixie dust for that matter- He was fascinated by her show of bravery, he could only imagine how she was with swords.
He waited until Draco left with his final instructions for Hermione, before he came out from behind the bush he was eavesdropping from. He walked cockily over to Hermione-knowing she would be overly glad to see him- who was glaring at a rock muttering to herself before pointing her wand, brightening up and sending off a light into the rock. Before them both appeared an exquisite house, well more of a fortress really. It was the most impressive thing Peter had ever seen.
"What else can you do with that thing?" He asked causing Hermione to turn her wand on him and once more narrow her eyes.
"And just what do you think you're doing here?" Hermione quickly put her wand away securely and placed her hands on her hips.
"I've come to take you back." Peter instantly regretted his words as soon as Hermione's face clouded over.
"Peter I am not going back to Hogwarts, I am staying right here in Neverland." She told him firmly.
"I didn't mean it that way." Peter crossed over to her, then reached out and turned her face toward the woods. "I meant home, as in with the lost boys and myself." It was in that moment that Peter made the biggest decision in his life. He would agree to Hermione's demand so long as it would get her away from Malfoy, and get his lost boys a mother.
"Peter, I already told you I will not be a single mother." She pulled her face out of his hands so that she could look at him once more.
"You won't have to be Hermione." Peter answered, trying to remember what he had seen on his last visit to the Indian village, when Red Wolf asked Tree Frog to be the mother of his children.-Tiger Lilly had invited him to the ceremony no doubt hoping he would catch on-
"What do you mean?" Hermione feigned ignorance wanting to hear Peter say it himself, so that she couldn't be faulted if it wasn't what she really thought it was.
"Hermione, you could be mother to half of the boys, the other half have agreed that they can wait for the next mother." Peter answered pleased with his last minute decision.-He would never admit that he was suddenly just to frightened to suggest his real decision instead- Now he wouldn't have to become a husband and a father. However, that was not what Hermione wanted to hear and she quickly stepped back, pointed her wand at Peter and hexed him with the Jelly legs curse.
"Peter Pan! You are nothing but a-"
"Hermione, I was joking!" Peter half-lied. Hermione however took mercy on him as he kept falling-along with his pride- not ever having had the Jelly legs curse on him before. "If you'll agree to be the boy's mother," He gritted his teeth as if he were going to the gallows, "I'll be their father."
"Peter, if you think I'll agree just like that after all you put me through-"
"I didn't put you through anything if you had just agreed to be our mother none of this would have happened!" He stopped at Hermione's hard look and swallowed. "Alright already, I am sorry Hermione." He said not liking the fact that this girl was causing him to feel less then perfect.
"Alright then Peter, lead me home."
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Captain Giggles had watched as the boy flew off in the direction of the scream. No doubt he had found who he was looking for. Unfortunately, Captain Giggles was not happy, because the stick the boy had, could have been his whole key to destroying Peter Pan, and the only way he could have had it was by helping the boy get what he wanted.
"Daisy Dave, hand me my spyglass." He called out, and instantly a golden tube was handed to him. Now he would have no choice but to take what the 'who' from the boy, in order to get him back on his side, unless of course he could manipulate Peter Pan to do it for him.
Captain Giggles had watched as Draco reappeared with the girl. He observed them through his eyeglass, and he quite liked what he seen. Not only did he realize just what great taste Pan and the cocky boy had in women,-but as he noticed as soon as Draco had left- that Peter Pan was back to get the girl. He wouldn't have to manipulate Pan after all, as Pan seemed to have an agenda of his own. He was startled out of watching Peter and the girl talking when the arrogant boy landed behind him.
"Captain?" Draco Sneered, he didn't like being spied on and he had no doubt that was what this captain had been doing. What's more is he didn't like Hermione being watched by other men either.
"Ah, your back, and here I thought you wouldn't return to us." Captain Giggles turned around, tossing his spyglass back to Daisy Dave, and allowing his hand to go to his sword hilt.
"A Malfoy never breaks a deal."
"Which is quite good, because I believe Pan just ran away with your women again." Captain Giggles taunted. Draco narrowed his eyes, and then motioned for the spyglass. Daisy Dave immediately handed it to him. Peering through Draco did not see Hermione, though he did see the house she had transfigured from the rock. He couldn't help but smirk in triumph, even as in his heart he knew Hermione was not inside. She had followed his orders.
"Yes quite fortunate." Draco agreed, really wanting to shed someone's blood at that particular moment.
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Peter stopped Hermione about 500 meters from the lost boys' secret home. "Hermione I have to blindfold you," Hermione nodded though she wasn't really paying attention. She was to busy feeling guilty about cursing the house Draco wanted, so that when he walked in his worst nightmare would play out in front of him, and he couldn't exit the house. Luckily if he went into another room, he would be fine, well for the most part anyway. She didn't snap out of it until Peter ripped off part of her robe hem.
"Peter what are you doing?" Hermione voice was shrill causing Peter to wince slightly.
"I asked you and you didn't respond. Besides, you didn't expect me to rip a blindfold off of my own clothing." He stopped a blushed as a thought occurred to him, "Hermione, you do have something on underneath your robe don't you?" Hermione nodded quickly also starting to blush, and was very grateful that she hadn't started doing what Lavender Brown had suggested and go nude under her robes. Peter looked instantly relieved and stood up, then placing the blindfold around Hermione's eyes he spun her around a few times. Finally stopping he led her to tree, and after pulling the rope to make the tree open pushed her inside.
Hermione never did like the feeling of falling so it was no wonder that she reached for her wand as the sensation overcame her. However, she didn't have enough time to cast a spell to stop her from falling as she hit the ground. She quickly reached up and took off the blindfold, and seeing that Peter and the lost boys were all staring at her, she sheathed her wand.
"Well boys, say hello to your mother." Peter announced causing all the lost boys to cheer, not only that they now had a mother; but that Hermione was alright-they too had heard her scream.-
"Oh, but Peter, you mustn't forget, you are there father." Hermione reminded him causing the boys to gasp and look at him quickly.
"Why Peter?" The flamingo feathered boy asked. Peter blushed slightly remembering his own reasons-mainly keeping Malfoy away from Hermione- that he was doing this.
"I have my reasons Spirally." Peter answered in a clipped tone before smirking at them all, and in his most arrogant and commanding voice demanding "whose hungry?" To which all the lost boys immediately nodded. Hermione at once realizing he expected her to cook smiled slyly.
"Peter, you're volunteering to cook how very sweet. Do go ahead, the boys and I will set the table and start the laundry." It is needless to say that none of the boys will ever forget the look on Peter Pan's face as he was outsmarted once again; by one of the few people he ever made the mistake of underestimating and commanding. By Hermione Granger.
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A.N. Thank you for reading. I am very excited to have another fairly long chapter up already. Reviews as always are welcome, I didn't quite get to what I wanted to get to in this chapter, but I can promise you it will happen when Hermione tries her hand at cooking, in the next chapter. If you have any suggestions or comments please let me know. Flames are welcome. So are warm fuzzies in a snap cup. Oh and I am sorry there isn't much action in this story yet, but it is sure to come soon.
---The Dancing Stars---
~Crystalnia~
Hermione was actually considering living with Malfoy. After all since Peter wouldn't let her live with the lost boys and him without her being there mother,-and since he wouldn't let one of his lost boys be a father that wasn't an option, - this was the next best thing. She looked carefully at Malfoy, who was looking the very definition of innocent as she assessed him. She narrowed her eyes instantly suspicious. "Malfoy, what exactly is this small price?" Malfoy's face turned somewhat mischievous- which in itself is quite scary- and he grinned.
"You see Granger; I thought I would let you choose."
"Choose what Malfoy?" Hermione took a step toward him getting tired of his games.
"Well Granger, I was thinking either you could be my slave." Hermione's eyes narrowed here and she instinctively reached for her wand before remembering she had dropped it in the ocean not even two hours ago.
"Or what?" She kept her voice neutral as she walked still closer to him, her hand clenching into a fist beside her.
"Or you could give me a kiss." Draco grinned at her shocked expression. Hermione didn't move toward Malfoy anymore instead she stood in one spot staring at him as if she had just now met him for the first time.
"You must be kidding me. A Malfoy wanting a kiss from a 'mudblood'?" Hermione glared at him believing he was trying to make a fool out of her.
"Call it boredom Granger. After all, you're the only girl at Hogwarts I haven't kissed, and I do love a challenge." Hermione looked at him hard for a few minutes before nodding her head.
"Just one kiss and you'll never kick me out?" Draco looked at her for a moment before laughing.
"Come on Granger, can't you take a joke? It's be my slave, or build the whole house yourself, that's my offer, take it or leave it." Draco laughed harder at her slightly affronted expression. "Ah come on Granger, if you're that disappointed, I'll give you a kiss after you finish the house."
"I'd rather kiss a dead frog!" Hermione hissed at him then turned around, prepared to leave. Draco was pissed. Oh he would definitely prove her wrong. Dead frog his arse.
"Tsk, Granger, I haven't dismissed you yet. Come here and I'll give you your wand." This caused Hermione to turn sharply with hope in her eyes. She quickly looked at Malfoy, and she did notice the extra bulge in his pocket that must have been her wand. So cautiously she walked back over to him and held out her hand.
"Wand, now if you please, Malfoy." She demanded and Draco shook his head. Again it seemed he was destined to do things he would regret. Draco reached out took Hermione's hand, quickly pulled her against him, then when she looked up at him bewildered he kissed her full on her lush lips.
For a moment it seemed that Hermione was going to give herself fully over to the kiss, as she started to kiss him back. Her hands went around his waist and she relaxed against him. Then suddenly as Draco relaxed and leaned more into the kiss, darting his tongue out across Hermione's lips, she pulled back her wand pointed at the ready and strait at his chest. The thing that pleased Draco the most thought-besides that fact that she was back to her defiant self again- was the blush that was crossing her cheeks and the way she wouldn't meet his eyes directly.
"Alright Granger, now you may live in the house as long as you help me build it." Again Hermione looked puzzled but she made no move to come anywhere near him, in fact when he stepped forward she stepped back.-A fact that also pleased Draco immensely.- Draco sighed in exasperation. "Honestly Granger, under all the bushy hair of yours there has got to be a brain, how else did you top me in every class? Think for a moment. I am Draco Malfoy, if I want something I take it, and since you wouldn't bloody decide whether you would rather be my slave or build the whole house yourself, I had to show you that if you didn't choose I would choose for you."
"So you kiss me?" Hermione practically yelled.
"Granger, let me ask you a question." He waited until Hermione nodded before pressing on. "Would you rather do what I ask you or be kissed again?" The look Hermione gave him also pleased him; it was one of a deer in headlights, unsure of what to do, or what is better.
"Like I said Malfoy, I'd rather kiss a dead frog." Ouch, although he never doubted Hermione would say something along those lines, it still hurt. "Build the house yourself. Now that I have my wand back I can build my own house."
"Gee, if this is the thanks I get for saving you, then I guess I will have to let you die next time." Malfoy brought his hands up to inspect his nails in an obviously nonplussed look. Hermione had the grace to look sheepish.
"Thank you for saving me Malfoy, but now that I have my wand I don't need your help anymore." Her voice was much softer, but she was far from cowed.
"I'll keep you to that Granger." Draco said as he took to the air once again. "Oh and Granger, about the house, I'd like it to be four to eight bedrooms, and if possible build it so that it won't be washed away." As Draco flew away he could hear Hermione scream in anger, as well as her choice names for him.
She couldn't believe it, he expected her to build him the damn house still. After all he put her through. That smarmy git, she would show him. Oh, he'd get his damn house alright, but it definitely wouldn't be what he expected and you wouldn't be able to pay her enough to live in it. Damn, if only she could get her lips to stop tingling.
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That was most definitely not a kiss. Peter Pan watched in disgust as Draco thimbled Hermione. The anger he felt at Malfoy was indescribable. It took all of Peter's well power not to swoop in there right at that moment and remove Hermione from that boys grip.
He was vastly relieved when Hermione pulled away, her stick in her hands.-Although Peter didn't understand how Malfoy had gotten Hermione's stick or the pixie dust for that matter- He was fascinated by her show of bravery, he could only imagine how she was with swords.
He waited until Draco left with his final instructions for Hermione, before he came out from behind the bush he was eavesdropping from. He walked cockily over to Hermione-knowing she would be overly glad to see him- who was glaring at a rock muttering to herself before pointing her wand, brightening up and sending off a light into the rock. Before them both appeared an exquisite house, well more of a fortress really. It was the most impressive thing Peter had ever seen.
"What else can you do with that thing?" He asked causing Hermione to turn her wand on him and once more narrow her eyes.
"And just what do you think you're doing here?" Hermione quickly put her wand away securely and placed her hands on her hips.
"I've come to take you back." Peter instantly regretted his words as soon as Hermione's face clouded over.
"Peter I am not going back to Hogwarts, I am staying right here in Neverland." She told him firmly.
"I didn't mean it that way." Peter crossed over to her, then reached out and turned her face toward the woods. "I meant home, as in with the lost boys and myself." It was in that moment that Peter made the biggest decision in his life. He would agree to Hermione's demand so long as it would get her away from Malfoy, and get his lost boys a mother.
"Peter, I already told you I will not be a single mother." She pulled her face out of his hands so that she could look at him once more.
"You won't have to be Hermione." Peter answered, trying to remember what he had seen on his last visit to the Indian village, when Red Wolf asked Tree Frog to be the mother of his children.-Tiger Lilly had invited him to the ceremony no doubt hoping he would catch on-
"What do you mean?" Hermione feigned ignorance wanting to hear Peter say it himself, so that she couldn't be faulted if it wasn't what she really thought it was.
"Hermione, you could be mother to half of the boys, the other half have agreed that they can wait for the next mother." Peter answered pleased with his last minute decision.-He would never admit that he was suddenly just to frightened to suggest his real decision instead- Now he wouldn't have to become a husband and a father. However, that was not what Hermione wanted to hear and she quickly stepped back, pointed her wand at Peter and hexed him with the Jelly legs curse.
"Peter Pan! You are nothing but a-"
"Hermione, I was joking!" Peter half-lied. Hermione however took mercy on him as he kept falling-along with his pride- not ever having had the Jelly legs curse on him before. "If you'll agree to be the boy's mother," He gritted his teeth as if he were going to the gallows, "I'll be their father."
"Peter, if you think I'll agree just like that after all you put me through-"
"I didn't put you through anything if you had just agreed to be our mother none of this would have happened!" He stopped at Hermione's hard look and swallowed. "Alright already, I am sorry Hermione." He said not liking the fact that this girl was causing him to feel less then perfect.
"Alright then Peter, lead me home."
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Captain Giggles had watched as the boy flew off in the direction of the scream. No doubt he had found who he was looking for. Unfortunately, Captain Giggles was not happy, because the stick the boy had, could have been his whole key to destroying Peter Pan, and the only way he could have had it was by helping the boy get what he wanted.
"Daisy Dave, hand me my spyglass." He called out, and instantly a golden tube was handed to him. Now he would have no choice but to take what the 'who' from the boy, in order to get him back on his side, unless of course he could manipulate Peter Pan to do it for him.
Captain Giggles had watched as Draco reappeared with the girl. He observed them through his eyeglass, and he quite liked what he seen. Not only did he realize just what great taste Pan and the cocky boy had in women,-but as he noticed as soon as Draco had left- that Peter Pan was back to get the girl. He wouldn't have to manipulate Pan after all, as Pan seemed to have an agenda of his own. He was startled out of watching Peter and the girl talking when the arrogant boy landed behind him.
"Captain?" Draco Sneered, he didn't like being spied on and he had no doubt that was what this captain had been doing. What's more is he didn't like Hermione being watched by other men either.
"Ah, your back, and here I thought you wouldn't return to us." Captain Giggles turned around, tossing his spyglass back to Daisy Dave, and allowing his hand to go to his sword hilt.
"A Malfoy never breaks a deal."
"Which is quite good, because I believe Pan just ran away with your women again." Captain Giggles taunted. Draco narrowed his eyes, and then motioned for the spyglass. Daisy Dave immediately handed it to him. Peering through Draco did not see Hermione, though he did see the house she had transfigured from the rock. He couldn't help but smirk in triumph, even as in his heart he knew Hermione was not inside. She had followed his orders.
"Yes quite fortunate." Draco agreed, really wanting to shed someone's blood at that particular moment.
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Peter stopped Hermione about 500 meters from the lost boys' secret home. "Hermione I have to blindfold you," Hermione nodded though she wasn't really paying attention. She was to busy feeling guilty about cursing the house Draco wanted, so that when he walked in his worst nightmare would play out in front of him, and he couldn't exit the house. Luckily if he went into another room, he would be fine, well for the most part anyway. She didn't snap out of it until Peter ripped off part of her robe hem.
"Peter what are you doing?" Hermione voice was shrill causing Peter to wince slightly.
"I asked you and you didn't respond. Besides, you didn't expect me to rip a blindfold off of my own clothing." He stopped a blushed as a thought occurred to him, "Hermione, you do have something on underneath your robe don't you?" Hermione nodded quickly also starting to blush, and was very grateful that she hadn't started doing what Lavender Brown had suggested and go nude under her robes. Peter looked instantly relieved and stood up, then placing the blindfold around Hermione's eyes he spun her around a few times. Finally stopping he led her to tree, and after pulling the rope to make the tree open pushed her inside.
Hermione never did like the feeling of falling so it was no wonder that she reached for her wand as the sensation overcame her. However, she didn't have enough time to cast a spell to stop her from falling as she hit the ground. She quickly reached up and took off the blindfold, and seeing that Peter and the lost boys were all staring at her, she sheathed her wand.
"Well boys, say hello to your mother." Peter announced causing all the lost boys to cheer, not only that they now had a mother; but that Hermione was alright-they too had heard her scream.-
"Oh, but Peter, you mustn't forget, you are there father." Hermione reminded him causing the boys to gasp and look at him quickly.
"Why Peter?" The flamingo feathered boy asked. Peter blushed slightly remembering his own reasons-mainly keeping Malfoy away from Hermione- that he was doing this.
"I have my reasons Spirally." Peter answered in a clipped tone before smirking at them all, and in his most arrogant and commanding voice demanding "whose hungry?" To which all the lost boys immediately nodded. Hermione at once realizing he expected her to cook smiled slyly.
"Peter, you're volunteering to cook how very sweet. Do go ahead, the boys and I will set the table and start the laundry." It is needless to say that none of the boys will ever forget the look on Peter Pan's face as he was outsmarted once again; by one of the few people he ever made the mistake of underestimating and commanding. By Hermione Granger.
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A.N. Thank you for reading. I am very excited to have another fairly long chapter up already. Reviews as always are welcome, I didn't quite get to what I wanted to get to in this chapter, but I can promise you it will happen when Hermione tries her hand at cooking, in the next chapter. If you have any suggestions or comments please let me know. Flames are welcome. So are warm fuzzies in a snap cup. Oh and I am sorry there isn't much action in this story yet, but it is sure to come soon.