Chapter 8

A Long Night and a Busy Day

by Cherokee Girl

Disclaimer By now everyone should know I DON'T OWN HARRY JK. ROWLING DOES! Now with that said so the lawyers don't come and get me on with the story.

Authoresses Note Once again THANK YOU for all the nice reviews and suggestions they are such a big help and it keeps me motivated. What else oh yeah this chapter covers the rest of the night which by the way will be eventful, but NOT in that way so get your mind out of the gutter and it will cover their shopping trip to Diagon Alley. It will hopefully be a short but necessary chapter and then the next chapter will be where we meet up with Sayward's friends and the Weasley's.

Harry's POV

After walking Sayward to her room and giving her a goodnight kiss I decided to call it a night myself, although I knew it would be awhile before I could sleep. The night had taken a few turns I had not been expecting, and I was still kicking myself for some of my earlier behavior. While the angel on my one shoulder, and the demon on the other carried on a rather heated debate that was giving me one hell of a headache. The angel was really blessing me out for taking things much further with Sayward than I had intended. While the demon was reminding me of how much I liked it. And I didn't want to think about that just yet, and yet it was all I could think about. Why had god in his infinite wisdom "and some times I question that" made her everything I was looking for in a wife, but made her so young. I still couldn't imagine why she would think that I didn't find her attractive. She was already strikingly pretty with her long dark brown hair that fell in perfect waves, and those enchanting blue eyes, that seemed to change from a bright blue when she was happy and laughing to a deep sapphire blue when she was emotional or deep in thought. I had very much enjoyed kissing her soft bow shaped lips that made such a cute pout when she had leaned over to kiss me. Those soft lips whose deep mauve color stood out so distinctly from her creamy white skin. Her complexion only got prettier when her cheeks were colored by a deep pink blush when she had found parts of our conversation embarrassing. "Merlin stop it" I told myself if I didn't I was going to need a very long very cold shower.

Now please don't get me wrong it wasn't just her looks that I was attracted to Merlin no it was her personality too. She at first had reminded me a bit of Cho. Well the crying thing had but then I realized she had real reasons to cry, and it seemed that Sayward in that respect was actually very different than Cho. She cried when she needed to and then it was over. After she a gotten whatever was bothering her out she was over it, and would seem to go back to her surprisingly cheerful self. I had noticed that all here troubles the past year, especially the loss of her parents had matured her beyond what was normal for someone her age. She could be very understanding, and seemed to be dealing with everything better than I could have if I were in her shoes.

I hated to admit it but I was a little jealous of how well she dealt with things. I wondered if my parents had lived longer, and I had gotten to know them would I have been a bit more well adjusted than I am. I can only say that wherever her parents are in the afterlife that they should be very proud of themselves for the wonderful job they did raising their daughter. I remember thinking she is simply amazing. The grace and fun loving charm with which she greets life is both captivating and endearing at the same time. I knew already that on some level I was falling for her, and that I was finding it rather easy to be loving towards her. Even then I think I knew deep down, even if wasn't ready to admit it at that particular moment that she was going to be the love of my life.

But at that particular moment I had so much on my mind worry, fear, lust and guilt,that it was no small wonder that even with the aid of dreamless sleep potion that I lived on very little sleep. I knew that tonights talk had been very productive, and that things were actually going better than I had planned. Sayward was less afraid of me than I had expected, and was much more open to starting an intimate relationship than I was. That as much as I hated to admit it was something I both desired and dreaded. Yes I was a normal guy, at not quite nineteen yet I still dealt with being a horny teenager. That had been very evident earlier when I had taken things a little to far. But luckily for the both of us the hardships of my life had matured my mind well beyond my almost nineteen years, and I was able to stop myself before I did something that I'm sure I would have regretted. You see as much as I may have wanted to take things further I knew it would've been wrong to rush into that. I remembered how uncomfortable Cho and I had been around each other for weeks after we had given into our hormones, and had sex the first time. I didn't want it to be that way between Sayward and I. But the real reason I dreaded it was how would she react to the violent nightmares that I still had. I no longer had Voldemort in my head but I was suffering from what is commonly known in the muggle world as post traumatic stress syndrome. I still had terrible nightmares and flashbacks about the events that had taken place mostly during my time at Hogwarts and during the final battle. But thats not to say memories of my parents death, and the abuse I suffered at the hands of my aunt and uncle didn't make their way into my dreams too. I had been seeing a healer who just happened to be muggle born, and approached therapy from both a muggle and a magical perspective. I had a medicine cabinate full of both muggle prescription drugs of the antidepressant variety, and magical potions such as the aforementioned dreamless sleep potion. That I had unfortunately built up a tolerance to. I had been taking it nightly since about the middle of my seventh year, and now it only helped me to go to sleep and get a few hours of peaceful sleep before I woke up screaming and trashing around so hard, that I was afraid that anyone sleeping with me would either be scarred half to death or would carry bruises the next morning from being accidentally hit or kicked by me before I woke up. That was why Dobby and Winky were here yes the took care of the house for me but mainly they took care of me when I had a particularly bad night. It wasn't that I was helpless or mentally unstable, it was just that Dobby had got into the habit of making sure I took my potions before I went to bed while I was still at Hogwarts. And then either he or Winky would set the silencing charms around my bed, and take turns watching over me so that someone would be there when I woke up. It had been necessary while Voldemort was alive in case he got into my head, or I had a vision about something he was about to do. Now it was just a nightly ritual we went through ever since Dobby and Winky had informed me that pay or not they were going to come take care of my house for me when I graduated last year. And so now Dobby and Winky worked for me full time during the summer and part time during the school year. Since they had decided to continue working for Dumbledore, because I really didn't have that much for them to do I traveled a lot and so the house stayed clean, and I didn't need them to come over and fix meals if I was out traveling with the team.

It was actually Dobby and Winky who interrupted my thoughts, as I sat on the edge of my bed thinking about the nights events.

"Harry Potter sir" Dobby said as he and Winky appeared in my bedroom "It is time for you to take your potion sir" he said offering me a vial of the potion that kept me from becoming a complete insomniac.

"Yes Dobby I know" I said taking the vial and downing the potion in one gulp before handing it back, and saying my good nights to Dobby and Winky If I had heard the conversation that had taken place down in the kitchen before they came up I would have never taken the potion and went directly to sleep. It seems that my two favorite house elves knew exactly why I had not let things go further that evening with Sayward, and had decided that if I was'nt going to tell her about my nightmares then they were going to let her find out anyways. The way they saw it if she was to be my wife she had to find out sooner or later and they thought sooner would be better. When I awoke in the wee hours of the morning screaming my head off I heard the familiar voices of Dobby and Winky, but there was a new voice one that I had hoped not to hear it was Sayward. And it was then I realized that neither I nor my "Loyal" house elves had performed the silencing charm.

Sayward's POV

I was awakened in the very earlier morning by what I instantly recognized to be the screams of someone having a bad nightmare. At first until I remembered where I was and that I was at Harry's house, I thought that I was back at school and that Antigone was having one of her nightmares. You see I was used to waking up that way, Antigone had not been as lucky as I had been while we both had lost our parents to Deatheater attacks she had lost hers in an attack about two months before the final battle. And had actually witnessed her parents receive the killing curse after being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse first. The Ashworths had been attacked because both Antigone's parents were aurors, and her mother was a muggle born. Antigone's parent though they were not official members were helping the Order of the Phoenix. It had been a lazy Sunday morning during breakfast when the Deatheaters attacked, they had been torturing Antigone and about to kill her when several aurors who were also members of The Order of the Phoenix arrived and saved her at the last minute having just received a warning from their spy inside Voldemorts inner circle that the Ashworths were to be attacked. So as a result of the events of that day Antigone had terrible nightmares.

When I realized that I was at Harry's and that it was Harry who was having the nightmare, I didn't even give it a second thought I just ran across the hall to his room. When I opened the door what I saw and heard broke my heart. I could tell from his screams and the way he was thrashing around that he was having a terrible nightmare. It was the things he was mumbling in his sleep though that broke my heart the most, "I'm sorry Mum, Dad I didn't mean to get you killed" and then "No please don't hit me I'll do it right I promise" my anger rose a notch when I heard "please don't lock me in the cupboard again uncle Vernon I'll be good I won't do anything strange again". If his Uncle Vernon had been around that night he'd been his very dead Uncle Vernon, and I'd be telling this story from Azkaban. I walked over to Harry's bed suddenly very aware that I was alone in his bedroom a foot or so from his bed, and only wearing a very thin very short nightgown. I had a moments thought of going back to my bedroom and pretending I hadn't heard a thing when Harry shouted out, "No Cedric and it's all my fault" and then "He's not dead please tell me he's not dead ...Sirius". It was heartbreaking to listen to him blame himself for things that were clearly not his fault. I gathered up my courage, and dodging several blows from his wildly thrashing arms and legs I sat down on the bed next to him and began trying to wake him. So intent was I on waking him that I hadn't noticed Dobby and Winky come in until Winky began beating her head against the bed post crying about betraying Master Harry. I was momentarily relieved when Harry's eyes opened, but the angry look he gave Dobby would have made anyone run for cover. But instead the house elf joined his friend in self abuse beating his head on the other bedpost. Seeing that there presence was angering Harry, and that beating themselves unconscious wasn't helping anything I grabbed the two house elves and dragged them out the door slamming it in their faces before turning to deal with Harry who's eyes were still flashing fire.

"I can't believe those two" he bellowed.

"Calm down Harry" It's alright I said trying to remain calm but getting unnerved by the look in Harry eyes, and the fact that I could feel the magic emanating from him.

"You don't understand" he said. "you weren't supposed to see me like this not yet they did this on purpose."

"Harry it's alright Antigone has bad nightmares to I'm used to it please calm down and talk to me." I said walking towards the bed.

"Sayward this really isn't a very good idea I'm fine and you shouldn't be here not yet."

"Harry" I reminded him. "you said you wouldn't treat me like a child. I'm here because I want to make sure your ok and if anything happens that I don't like then I will keep my promise and tell you to stop alright." I said.

Harry just nodded as I set down on the bed next to him.

"Now Harry." I said taking his hand. "mind telling me why you didn't mention this earlier?"

"It's embarrassing." he said.

"Well maybe but still how did you plan on keeping me from finding out eventually" I said. "And besides I told you I value honesty,and I would never look down on you because you have nightmares I sorta figured that you probably did after you told me your life story." I said giving his hand a squeeze. "Now promise me" I said. "sternly no more lies and no more keeping things from me."

"I promise he" said wearily.

"Good." I replied brushing some of his sweaty black hair out of his eyes, before planting a kiss on his forehead. "Now just lay back down and close your eyes." I said. "I'll stay here until you get back to sleep."

"It won't work." he said "I have to take dreamless sleep potion before I can even get to sleep, and then it wears of in a few hours since I've built up a tolerance to it."

"Ok" I said getting up and pulling back the covers.

"What are you doing" Harry said as I started to climb into bed with him.

"Helping you go back to sleep without taking any potions." I said.

"Sayward this is a really bad idea please go back to your room before something happens." he said.

"Harry I have no intention of doing anything like that, and you did mean what you said about stopping if I told you to didn't you."

"Yes" Harry whispered. "But thats a whole lot easier to do when your not in my bed half naked."

"Can you behave yourself though?" I asked.

"I'll try." he said sounding a little unsure of himself.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked seconds latter after I had pulled the covers over the two of us.

"Because when I was little I used to have bad dreams and my mum would crawl in bed with me until I went back to sleep, and well it always worked."

"Yeah but this is a little different Sayward" Harry pointed out .

"Yes but that doesn't mean anything has to happen." I said.

"Yes but it doesn't make it a good idea either, are you sure your not hoping something will happen you seemed to let your curiosity get the better of your common sense earlier." he said.

"Ok Harry." I said. "Yes I'm still curious but no I don't want That to happen, I just want to know what it would be like.

"What? what would be like?" He asked starting to get up.

"What it will be like when we're married." I whispered. "You know just to spend the night with you to sleep in the same bed."

"Sayward." he said exasperatedly running his hands through his hair, which I had noticed seemed to be a nervous habit of his. "Please don't take this the wrong way but do you know how crazy your making me."

"Well kinda not really Harry." I answered. "Just please don't leave I begged him."

Harry hesitated for a moment before laying back down. "Here." I said setting back up and putting a pillow on my lap before motioning for him to lay his head in my lap.

Harry looked liked he was having second, third and fourth thoughts before he finally laid his head in my lap.

"Now close your eyes." I whispered as I began to run my fingers through his hair.

After a few minutes I asked "Now is this so bad we've both behaved ourselves, and you've calmed down a lot. I was answered by a soft snore Harry was sound asleep. I didn't want to wake him up he was sleeping so soundly, and without the aid of sleep any potions that I was afraid to move lest I wake him. So I don't know how long I sat there running my fingers through his dark hair listening, to his slow regular breathing, marveling at how much he looked like a little boy when he was asleep. I even caught myself wondering is this what one of our kids will look like if we have a boy, and suddenly the idea of having his baby wasn't as scary as it had been. It still wasn't something I wanted to do right away, but at least I could say someday I would love to. And with that thought I too feel asleep.

I woke up the next morning to that feeling you get when someones watching you. I looked down to see a pair of emerald eyes staring up at me.

"Good morning" Harry said with a contented smile.

"Good morning" I said starting to feel myself begin to blush. "How long have you been awake?" I asked.

"Not long" Harry said. "I was about to get up when you woke up." he said getting out of bed "You know" he said "I really need to thank you for staying with me last night, I don't think I've slept that well without taking something in years"

"It was nothing really." I said. "You don't have to thank me, I just couldn't leave you alone after seeing you so upset last night."

"Yeah but Dobby had Winky had better make themselves scarce for a few days, or they may find my size 11 boot up their arse." Harry said with a wry smile. "I think they were only trying to help, but their meddling could have had bad consequences last night if I hadn't fell asleep."

"Harry is that what you think our first time will be a mistake?" I asked feeling a little hurt. "I thought we had gotten close the night before?"

"Oh no Baby" Harry said apologetically. "I didn't mean it that way no, I don't think or first time will be a mistake. I just want it to be perfect" he said sincerely.

"So do I Harry" I said melting inside at his thoughtfulness.

"Well if you'll excuse me for a minute" Harry said "I need to go get dressed it's getting late, and I wanted us to be able to get some shopping done today." he said as he grabbed some clean clothes from his closet, and headed for the bathroom.

I snuggled down deeper into his bed taking in the warm woodsy scent, Harry's scent while blushing at what I had just seen, Harry looked damn good in nothing but a pair of pajama bottoms. "Merlin" I told myself "when did you start having dirty thoughts about Harry". After a few minutes of enjoying my less than pure thoughts, I got up and went to my room to get dressed.

I had just made my way down the steps when the smell of breakfast cooking, and the sound of voices lead me towards the kitchen I paused in the doorway listening to Harry and Dobby talk.

"We is sorry Sir." said Dobby.

"I know said" Harry "but still what you did was wrong I know you were only trying to help, but Sayward and I need to work these things out for ourselves at our own pace."

"Yes me and Winky knows Sir, but we's also know Harry Potter does desire his bride but we do not understand why he is feeling that he is a bad wizard for it, there is no shame in loving ones wife."

"First Dobby" Harry said tiredly. "she isn't my wife yet, secondly this was an arranged marriage we didn't even know each other until the other day. And thirdly and most importantly Dobby have you noticed how young she is she needs more time even if she doesn't realize it yet."

"Does Harry Potter think he is the first wizard to have had to marry in this way?" Dobby asked. "Harry Potter is not the first when Dobby was a small house elf this was how it was done."

"What do you mean Dobby" Harry asked. He was still rather clueless when it came to old customs and traditions in the wizarding world, having been raised by muggles. And even I knew that this used to be common place in the wizarding world until a little over a century ago, especially among pureblood families. It had of course fell in and out of favor many times over the years, only being put into effect as Ministry decreed marriages when the wizarding world was in danger of annihilating itself, which had happened several times over the centuries with all the goblin rebellions and various Dark Lords. There is a reason that we keep our world hidden so well it's because there are not as many of us as there once were.

"Well Sir Dobby continued this has happened in the past. Dobby doesn't know exactly when but Dobby hears wizards talk about it. And when Dobby was a slave for the Malfoy's they talked about it, Master Draco was to have married Miss Pansy if he had not gotten himself killed when you defeated Voldemort, that was decided when he and Miss Pansy were still babies."

"Ok I see it isn't unheard of but still Dobby would you promise me just one more thing?"

"Yes Sir Dobby" said the house elf. Dobby would do anything for Harry Potter Sir Harry Potter freed Dobby.

"Well" Harry said. "Remember when I asked you to never try to save my life again?"

"Yes." said Dobby.

"I'd like to add to that" he said. "Would you please never try to fix my love life for me." he said with a smile. "Now that doesn't mean you can't offer advice." Harry continued with a laugh. "Cause Merlin knows I can use that but no more surprises. Ok?"

"Yes Sir" said Dobby.

Just then Harry noticed that I was standing in the doorway.

"Good Morning again." he said blushing "Um er how long have you been listening?"

"Long enough" I said. "to know you and Dobby have made up, although I knew you couldn't stay mad at him for long."

Harry laughed "Yeah the little bugger grows on ya doesn't he?"

"Yeah he does." I said smiling. "Of course he is quite taken with you seems you made yourself a really loyal friend when you freed him. How exactly did that happen anyways?" I asked.

"Long story." said Harry "I'll have to tell you sometime but right now breakfast is getting cold, and you and I need to get a move on if we're going to get anything done today it's already going on eleven we ah kinda had a bit of a sleep in this morning" he said with a nervous laugh.

"Oh by the way." he said giving me a kiss "You look nice this morning."

"So do you." I said noticing that he had decided to put on a robe today instead of his usual jeans and a tee-shirt.

After eating a wonderful breakfast of bacon eggs and toast with some fresh fruit, Harry and I rode on Sirius's old bike to Diagon Alley. Harry had left his hair down that morning making every attempt to try and hide his trade mark scar, hoping to draw as little attention as possible. We actually made it through several shops before a certain Rita Skeeter noticed Harry and I in Madam Malkins,when we were trying to pick out our wedding robes. Harry had just went with a customary plain black robe, while I was trying to decide between a winter white robe made out of silk damask or an ivory colored one with loads of intricate bead work. I had finally settled on the winter white one, when an rather irritating voice spoke up.

"Why if it isn't the famous Harry Potter, and this must be your bride we were wondering who you had been paired up with. Oh and ain't she a young one." she said. Harry had just turned around and was giving her the death glare.

Ignoring the look Harry was giving her, and obviously mistaking me for and idiot because of my youth. She turned to me and asked. "So what is it like being the luckiest young witch around, and getting to marry the famous Harry Potter? Before I could even think of a response she fired of another question, while her pen went to work on the piece of parchment she was holding. "And are you worried that you might not be able to compete with all the older more sophisticated witches out there that have their sights set on your soon to be husband." Who did this annoying old gossip think she was I thought to myself. She doesn't know me from Adam and she wants to know if I'm the jealous type. What nerve!

"Just ignore her Sayward" Harry said taking my hand and leading me to the front of the store to pay for our robes.

"So Saywards your name?" she said following behind us "What an unusual name."

"Yeah well it was my grandmothers name, and your point is?" I spat out feeling my temper rise. "What kind of name is Rita Skeeter? It sounds like you should be buzzing around some third world jungle spreading malaria.

"Close" said Harry with a chuckle.

"OH and a feisty little one too ain't she Harry, you'll have your hands full with this one good luck." she said.

"Actually Rita." Harry said. "Sayward is really one of the sweetest people you'd ever want to meet around polite company, but seeing as you are just an unwelcome nuisance, I don't blame her in the least for getting cross with you." He said while pulling me closer to him in a protective gesture.

"Well isn't that cute." she said rather snidely. "Take a picture Rick." She said to the photographer who quickly snapped of several shots before Harry turned and half lead half pulled me to the counter.

"I hope this is the robe you really wanted." said Harry before laying our purchases on the counter. "Cause I don't think we will be able to do anymore looking around in this particular shop today." he said.

"Yes" I whispered. "it's really the one I want it's perfect." I said looking at the dress of my dreams. Harry paid for our purchases, before taking me by the hand and leading me out the door and down the street to a rather new shop that had only opened a few years before.

Behind the counter were two grinning red heads, that just had to be the older twin brothers Ginny had told me so much about.

"Hi ya Harry." the two chorused together, there grins getting bigger.

"Hi Fred and you too George." Harry said smiling back at the two infamous pranksters.

"It's Gred and Forge" One of the two said. "When will you people ever get it right."

"Whatever you say." Harry said shaking his head.

"So who is this?" said the one who called himself Gred.

"This is my fiance Sayward Mc Neill Harry." said pulling me closer to him again "And Sayward this is Fred and George Weasley, Ginny's older brothers.

"You know Ginny?" asked Fred.

"Yeah we meet at school." I said "She was always really nice to me and my friends."

"Well why don't you say hi to her? She's in the back with Ron and Hermione." said George.

"Really." said Harry "Why didn't you tell me everybody was here?"

"Well." said George "He doesn't want to see anyone right now, you see we let him have the honor of trying out our newest product sixty second suckers, you see after eating one you are supposed to grow a tail or bunny ears, turn pink with green strips all sorts of neat things for well sixty seconds, but somethings wrong cause he ate it like half an hour ago and he still has long floppy ears and a cute little bunny tail."

"One of these days he's going to kill you guys you know that don't you?" said Harry barely suppressing a fit of laughter.

"Nah deep down he loves us, and hey we make life interesting." said Fred.

"If you say so." said Harry.

Just then the girl I remember as the head girl who had shown me to Dumbledore's office the day after my parents death, came out of the back room pulling along a rather flustered red head .

"Ron it's just Harry" she said. "There's no need to be so embarrassed."

"Sure it is Hermione" he said pointing to me.

"Oh Ron this is just Sayward Harry's fiance, get used to her she'll be practically family soon" she said shaking her head.

"Yeah but I would have liked to make a less memorable first impression." he said gesturing to the bunny ears.

"Oh get over yourself." she said rolling her eyes and then turning to me she said "What my dear dimwitted husband is trying to say is, hello and well welcome to the family."

"Hello." I said smiling trying very hard not to laugh now that I had seen Ron's predicament.

"Your related to Harry?" I said confused. "I thought he only had a..."

But Harry cut me off

"No we're not really related, Hermione and Ron are my best friends. And well their like the brother and sister I never had, and well Mr and Mrs. Weasley more or less claimed me as one of their own years ago, so in all ways that count they are my family."

"Oh" I said. "that so sweet."

"Oh and don't worry." said Ron finally getting over his embarrassment. "I'm sure Mum will love you too, and by the end of tomorrow you'll be an adopted Weasley just like Harry."

"Oh and that reminds me mate Mum really can't wait to meet Sayward." he said to Harry "She sent us here hoping you'd stop by, she was hoping that you and Sayward would like to come over tonight she has plenty of room you know now that it's only Ginny still at home, and well she just couldn't wait till dinner tomorrow to see you two so please do me a favor, and go spend the night at Mum's."

"Alright" said Harry "We'll do it that is if it's ok with you Sayward?" he asked.

"Yeah well we'd have to stop back by the house to pack an overnight bag, but sure it's fine with me." I answered.

"Well see you in awhile then." said Ron before he and Hermione apparated back to their flat, so Hermione could see if she could fix her husbands ears and get rid of his fluffy little bunny tail.

Just then Ginny came out from the back storage room .

"Where'd Ron and Hermione go?" she asked.

"Apparated back to their flat just a now." said George "Went to see if Hermione had anything in one of her books that would get rid of Ron's tail and bunny ears, said something about a potion using valerian and nightshade earlier before Harry and Sayward got here."

"Oh crap." said Ginny "I just found the problem and oh darn if she uses that it will only make it worse, gotta go see you guys at the house later." she said to Harry and I before apparating to Ron and Hermione's to warn Hermione that the potion was a bad idea.

"Well we had better get going." said Harry "If were going to get this stuff home and pack an overnight bag, so we can head over to The Burrow."

"Well bye then see you later." said Fred and George "And nice to meet you Sayward."

"Nice meeting you too." I said as Harry and I made our way out the door.

Harry and I made our way back down Diagon Alley, and out of the Leaky Cauldron to the muggle street where Harry had left his motorcycle parked. After driving home and putting away the days purchases, and packing and overnight bag each we meet back in the study. Where Harry lit a fire in the fireplace and giving me a handful of Floo powder, and taking a handful for himself we both yelled The Burrow.

Well there's chapter eight hope you guys liked it. I added some of the other characters in because well it was about time they make an appearance. That and I just had to add in Fred and George they are like two of my favorite characters ,and they are so much fun to write. I know I said it would be a short chapter but once I got started it just flowed so naturally and well it ended up being longer oh well. Anyways thanks again for all the great reviews and please keep em coming, and I'll have chapter nine up by Monday evening.