Hey guys!

Morning and happy, happy Sunday! Truth be told, I usually try to have some variance of a greeting or something to say, but as it stands now, I'm only half awake and I'm not exactly a morning person. By the time you are reading this, I'm sure I'll be much more awake and spritely, but right now….meeehhhhhh.

Yall enjoy the read. Im'ma get myself some coffee.

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"So you're a whiskey guy?" Petra asked as they walked away from the bar, and Levi quirked an eyebrow and watched her with a side glance.

He had one hand in his pocket as he walked, and he looked at her drink with a distrustful stare, all but turning his nose up as he spoke indignantly, "And you're a, what is that - juice with a drop of vodka - kind of girl?"

Petra laughed and stirred her colorful drink with an extremely tiny black straw and Levi gave a snort, again looking ahead as they walked, "You know, when you said that you wanted a drink, I had assumed you meant an actual drink, not fucking…that."

Petra smiled softly and sipped some of the liquid through her straw as she listened to his complaints, enjoying the fruity taste without care. She swallowed and shook her head, not allowing Levi's judgement to thwart her enjoyment in the slightest. "This is a Mai Tai for your information, Captain – very good. And to set the record straight, I'm not actually a cocktail girl. Usually when we go out, I drink beer like everyone else because it's cheap and it gets the job done, but considering I'm not footing the bill here, I'd rather get something a little more pricey and a lot more tasty."

Levi didn't look impressed and continued on just the same, "Pretty sure your drink has less alcohol in it than cough syrup."

Petra felt a chuckle leave her lips, and she watched him with a raised brow, "Oh, does my little Mai Tai intimidate you that much, Captain? Here, try it. There's no way you can deny how good it is, one sip and you'll be singing a new tune." She held her drink toward Levi and she laughed loudly as she watched his lips pull back in actual disgust, her laughter causing a small amount of the liquid to spill over the edge as her movement shook the glass.

He responded with a flat, "No." and Petra was laughing all the more. Not deterred, she merely watched him expectantly, again presenting her drink toward him with an encouraging smile. A long, long stare was exchanged between them and when it became obvious that Petra would not be letting up any time soon, Levi gave a low sigh, glaring in distrust as he handed his drink to her first and then took the glass out of her hands in a sort of exchange. His glare only deepened as he observed the new glass in his hand. It had an orangey sort of red shade from the different components and it gave the drink a kind of sunset look of sorts, because of course it did.

Levi made a point of pulling out the ridiculous paper umbrella that had been placed in the drink and handed it to Petra with an unamused stare, his initial impression of her drink not changing in the slightest. It was his firm opinion that anything worth drinking did not come with cutesy umbrellas shoved somewhere in the ice – no doubt a poor attempt to distract from the fact it was a pitiful drink - but if it got Petra to stop staring at him with that cheeky grin of hers he would suffer through it.

Instead of drinking out of the impossibly thin straw that he had seen Petra using, something else he found to be utterly ridiculous, he brought the glass up to his lips and took a small sip hesitantly, grimacing as a rush of overly sweet liquid – no doubt pure liquidated sugar – overwhelmed his senses and he made a face as he brought the glass back down, hearing Petra practically snort as his face contorted from the extremely sweet flavor that was impossible to choke down.

For a moment the liquid just sat on his tongue and he knew to the very core of his being that he didn't want to swallow it, but he was too hygienic to actually spit it out. He swallowed thickly and felt a slight sort of chill run over his spine from how unpleasant the drink was, the putrid sweetness still coating his mouth in a sort of aftertaste that lingered.

Petra was still laughing from beside him and Levi grimaced a second time, shaking his head as he held her drink up higher at eye level, inspecting it up close as his eyes narrowed critically, "I take it back. I'm pretty sure water has more alcohol in it than this does. How the fuck can you stomach something this sweet?"

"You really don't like it?"

He merely glared at her, scathingly, and Petra shook her head in shock, legitimately surprised that the Captain seemed to hate it that much. As he was looking at the glass, there was another kind of chuckle; a deeper voice that grabbed both Petra and the Captain's attention.

"Well well, I would have never thought you to be someone to enjoy something like that, Levi."

Both looked up to see Erwin and Hanji walking toward them again and the Commander's eyes were shining with amusement after seeing Levi's apparent choice of drink. The Captain's face fell into a sullen expression and very quickly, he handed the glass back toward Petra, mumbling a stiff, "It's Petra's." when Erwin neared them.

If the petite woman had been laughing before, it was nothing in comparison to the sound she made now. A loud torrent of laughter came out of her mouth and Levi's expression fell as a soured expression tightened his lips into a thin line, not appreciating being the subject of both Petra and now his superior's laughter.

Petra grabbed the drink from him without argument, still laughing just the same as she grabbed the glass out of Levi's hands, "Alright alright. I'll take the blame; this drink is mine Commander - and I have no shame about it either. Now I feel you should know, Levi here only drinks the gruffest and manliest of drinks that cause him physical pain when he drinks them, because pain and burning equals a good drink apparently. He needs to keep up his badass appearance and I wouldn't want you to think any less of him after seeing him in such a compromised position; he is a manly man, Commander."

Erwin chuckled at Petra's teasing sort of explanation and Levi grabbed his drink from Petra, taking a drink from his own glass and shaking his head at her speech, "Troublesome woman."

Hanji moved closer into the group and grabbed Petra's drink out of her hand without warning, taking a curious sip from it and grinning as she pulled the glass away from her lips, "Hey this is good Petra, what is it?"

Petra's eyes widened and she waved a hand, not at all bothered by Hanji's sudden grabbing of her drink after finally getting some form of validation that her drink was in fact a good choice, "See? Thank you! It's a Mai Tai – a classic. Captain acted as if I tried to, I don't know, poison him or something."

"I'm still not convinced otherwise." He mumbled lowly, and took yet another sip of his drink passively.

Hanji made a face, rolling her eyes at Levi's stubborn nature and returned Petra's drink to her, about to confirm that Levi must have been off his rocker to not appreciate such a smooth blend of alcohol, but as Petra grabbed the glass again, she was suddenly bumped into, hard - hard enough that it caused her to stumble forward a few steps, her drink splashing across both herself and Hanji as a result.

Though it had been quiet, an unmistakable 'Fucking Slut' was heard as the person walked by with a smirk, and a few snickers followed from those that were walking with him.

Petra's mouth was wide open as she finally found her footing, and for a small moment she stayed staring into the floor – a sinking feeling nestling in the pit of her stomach as outright embarrassment washed over her after what had just happened. There was no way that Erwin and everyone hadn't heard that.

Petra continued staring into the floor for what felt like an eternal moment. She wasn't a fool – she had seen it the whole night; the turning heads, the smirks and the laughter, the fact that wherever she seemed to walk the present conversations would outright die in favor of staring at her narrowly – but so far it had been nothing more. Just looks. Stares. Whispers. Things that were annoying, but tolerable. Things she could ignore. She had hoped that people would have continued to let her be, turn a blind eye to the fact she was there or at least not have the guts to confront her outright – but this? Her heart sank and her stomach twisted in embarrassment, because being practically bullied in front of her superiors, being called a slut in front of the people she respected so much, made her feel extremely self-conscious and low, even if they already knew the real story.

She felt a kind of shame blanket her as the cold drink ran down her skin drop by drop –she supposed she was lucky in that it splashed mostly onto her skin and not the dress itself – and as she mentally tried to let it go, deciding it would be best to laugh it off if at all possible because she would feel even worse if her superiors watched her with concern and pity after something so petty like this. She inhaled in a breath of forced determination, finding the will to look up and face her superiors with her head held high.

Even if she didn't feel fine, she would at least look the part because if they wanted to break her, they would have to do better than that. She had intended to smile at Hanji, make light of how clumsy she was in these damn shoes and effectively laugh it off, but instead, something else grabbed her attention and the words died on her tongue in an instant, her eyes going wide as she watched the new scene unfold in front of her.

In the time it had taken Petra to find her footing and mentally come to terms with the event, apparently Erwin had moved closer to Levi and had a clearly firm grasp on his arm, literally tugging the Captain back as Levi was angled toward the man that had intentionally bumped her, a dark and sinister glower over his face that made Petra's previous fake smile fall in outright shock.

What the…

As he watched the man walk away, Levi's expression changed into a sort of snarl as he tugged his shoulder forward in attempt to get out of Erwin's grasp. The Commander's grip remained sure and he gave a single shake of his head, pulling firmly on Levi's arm again, his voice deep and low, "Any other time Levi, I'd let you. I expect you to protect her, but there are too many eyes and that's an MP."

"Like that fucking matters to me." Levi spat out quietly, again trying to wrestle himself out of Erwin's hold without making too much of a scene.

Petra looked at Erwin, then back to Levi – honestly not sure what was going to happen but reminded at once how intimidating her Captain was when he was this upset, knots forming in her stomach as she watched him. She considered speaking up, saying something like, 'It's fine Captain, it's no big deal to me.' but she just couldn't find her voice when confronted with her very strong and very foreboding Captain, being intimidated outright, and she could only watch nervously for the outcome.

Erwin looked at his subordinate seriously, "There's too much at stake here, too many relationships that would be strained or soured. You need to stand down Levi – that's an order."

Hearing this, Levi's attention snapped to the Commander and he glared at him in outright anger. Had Petra been on the receiving end of that glare, she very well may have broken down into tears from being the direct focus of such malice, but Erwin only returned his stare evenly, again giving a single shake of his head, not intimidated in the least so it seemed by the glowering Captain.

Levi gave an irritated 'tch' and pulled his arm out of Erwin's grasp with a snap of force but remained where he was standing - not trying to hide the fact that he greatly disagreed with Erwin's decision, but respecting it all the same. He pressed his lips together into a thin line and exhaled firmly as he looked into the ground, a thick silence falling over the group as Levi shook his head, mumbling something to himself bitterly.

Erwin nodded at Levi's subdued behavior and looked toward Petra next, who was still watching the pair with wide and concerned eyes. Erwin sighed at her expression, his voice gentle, "Petra, I'm sorry about that. Are you alright?"

She was a little dumb founded, finding there were too many thoughts – too much to process in such a short time window – that she didn't know how to respond just yet. She merely gave a single nod and Erwin nodded in return, turning his attention toward Hanji next and asking her the same question, walking closer toward her as Hanji laughed about some whatever and flicked residual liquid off her arm.

Their conversation was lost to Petra as Levi moved toward her quietly, walking so close to her and stopping just a few inches in front of her. He grabbed the red hankie out of his jacket in silence before shaking his head and exhaling as he looked her over, her wide eyes only making him further upset. Knowing nothing could be done, he quietly reached toward her and pressed the hankie against her skin lightly. He pressed the liquid off her shoulders and base of her neck gently, his voice quiet as he spoke in hushed tones, "This was a bad idea, you shouldn't be here."

She opened her mouth to respond, but found she had no words, mystified even more by the Captain's gentle actions as he continued to press the fabric against her skin lightly in careful, patting and pressing motions, trying to not smear the sugary liquid across her skin in the process. Levi sighed as he watched her, his hand coming to rest over her shoulder and he ran his thumb over the expanse of her collar bone, almost absentmindedly. He shook his head, frustrated to no end that he couldn't actually do anything to right the circumstance because the MP's got away with fucking everything.

Life wasn't fair, because if it was, there would be a certain MP on the damned floor, wiping blood from the corner of their mouth with a spooked expression that screamed regret. But it wasn't. Right now, that same MP was probably off in a circle of friends, pointing and laughing even now.

Levi set his jaw and cleared his throat, feeling Petra's gaze that spoke of concern, not for herself, no - rather for him.

"Here, you should get the rest." He nodded toward her chest and Petra gave an insincere half smile, grabbing the hankie out of his hands and pressing it against the exposed skin of her chest, then wedging the fabric in the line of her cleavage, cleaning the last of the splashed liquid off from herself while Levi conveniently looked across the room and pretended not to notice her actions as she cleaned herself up further.

She handed the fabric back to him and he folded it back into his pocket neatly, an angry expression still over his face even now. He wasn't paying her much mind as thoughts continued to run rampant and unchecked within his mind, some part of him refusing to let it go. He wasn't prepared for when Petra gave a sheepish smile and cautiously, slowly, reached out and grabbed his hand.

The action surprised Levi as Petra raised both his and her hand gingerly between them, eventually wrapping both her hands around his larger one and drawing circles into his palm, the fabric of her gloves causing a sort of sensation to run through his arm that was comparable to a tickle but less intense – more soothing and cathartic in nature. She continued to lightly massaged her gloved fingers across his skin, and for a long moment, they remained completely silent; Levi finding he was just too mystified by the simple, yet unexpected and surprisingly intimate action, to say anything outright as he watched her in wonder.

She could feel his surprised stare and Petra couldn't hold his gaze, instead looking into the ground while she spoke, continuing to run and press her fingers into his palm in efforts to calm him down. "Captain…you're a little scary right now but even still," she paused and stole a single glance up toward him, only able to meet his gaze for a split second before looking into the ground again, "Watching you stand up for me, even if it didn't go the way you wanted, that was… kind of cool."

While she felt silly saying such a thing, remembering him lunging forward, fighting against Erwin, the irritated expression across his face and knowing that it was for her cause that he had been so angry to begin with- she looked up toward him shyly once again, feeling her cheeks start to heat up as she blushed under the weight of his stare, "I just wanted to say…thanks. I didn't know you could be so...noble."

Levi's eyes widened slightly, and for a moment he could only watch her in wonder; the gentle smile, the pink hue to her cheeks – he realized that again she had caused him to fall speechless, and he tightened his hand around her fingers in a stunned sort of stupor, finding that his anger dissolved all at once as Petra watched him with her trusting gaze as he held her hand in return.

In truth, he didn't know he could be so 'noble' either, though he wasn't sure if that was the correct word. He wasn't the chivalrous type, especially considering most of the women he knew, Petra specifically, could more than handle their own. He had seen the man approaching, seen the way he glared at him first, then snorted and rolled his eyes when he saw Petra. It had been irritating, but certainly not the first glare they had received throughout the night, but watching when he intentionally shoved her with his shoulder in 'passing' - watching Petra's expression fall when the man had called her such an unfitting, untrue title - he snapped. Had it not been for Erwin, he wasn't sure what he would have done to the man, though he doubted greatly that Petra would have called his unbridled actions 'noble' had he gotten his way.

He exhaled and shook his head, allowing the matter to come to a close in his mind, "Well…that's what I'm here for. Even if it's only on paper, I am your husband, so if that means-"

From the side, Erwin cleared his throat as he walked back toward them again, and Petra was inwardly surprised when Levi didn't pull his hand away in embarrassment or something, rather just looked up toward Erwin expectantly, apparently not bothered by being seen standing so close to her, their hands still somewhat clasped and intertwined like they were. Hanji came to stand beside him, a serious expression across her face and Petra was relieved to see that she looked relatively unscathed, the damage of her spilled drink being rather minimal in the end.

Erwin nodded toward Levi and spoke, "Here's what I'm thinking; we've got one more person that I'd like to make rounds with while you're still here Levi, but after that Hanji and I can make do on our own. I don't want to subject Petra to any more petty 'accidents' throughout the night, so I may recommend that after this last visit you take her back to the Compound and call it a night. You've both made your appearance, it's safe to say that your attendance has obviously been noticed Petra, so there's really no need for you to stick around further."

Petra gave a small, grateful smile, "That may be for the best, Commander."

Erwin returned her smile, "Wonderful. In that case, we'll get right to it. Sorry to leave you alone like this but-"

Petra quirked an eyebrow, a mischievous glint present in her eyes, "Now now Erwin, I'm very capable of handling myself – I'm an elite Scout remember? I think I can manage a few drunken Officers."

Hanji grinned, crossing her arms as she observed the rather cozy couple, not surprised to see the obvious comfort and familiarity that had been steadily growing between them on full display. They were standing almost toe to toe, holding hands, and even now in the midst of conversation, Levi's gaze had hardly left hers for even a moment as though unwilling to. She wasn't sure if they were even aware of just how comfortable they looked together, but she knew that for anyone outside looking in – the judgmental Officers who had heard countless rumors, no one would be able to deny that there was a certain…closeness, between the Captain and his stunning wife that he kept so close beside him.

Knowing better than to voice her opinion and make them uncomfortable as a result, she looked toward Petra and laughed, "Just try not to get into too much trouble while we're gone. You're fine, but I'm not sure Erwin can hold Levi back a second time so… do try to show some restraint, okay?"

Petra laughed and rolled her eyes as she released Levi's hand to hold up her own hands defensively, "Alright alright, I'll be on my very best behavior. I'll keep the carnage to a minimum, but if you wait too long I make no promises about the body count."

Levi exhaled and took a step back, moving toward Hanji and Erwin seriously with a flat expression across his face, not amused by everyone seeming to make light of the situation, "Let's stop standing around and get moving." He looked toward Petra and nodded once, "I'll be back soon so don't wander off."

The trio set off again and Petra gave a polite wave. She wasn't nervous or uncomfortable, in fact she was certain that her superiors were more worried about her than she herself was, but she supposed it couldn't be helped. She had been living in the aftermath of the whispers and glares and snickers ever since the wedding had taken place – while her superiors mentally knew it had been happening and heard bits and pieces of the gossip as it trickled through the regiment – they hadn't actually seen it firsthand so the shock factor was taking its toll on them for the first time.

She looked around the room blankly, not exactly sure what she should do in the meantime. She supposed that she could always go and hide out in the girl's bathroom in attempts to ensure that she didn't cause any further fuss, but that would make it effectively impossible for Levi to find her once their errands were all said and done – and he had just explicitly told her to not wander off, likely for that very reason.

She gave a sigh and decided to not test Levi's patience and indeed, much like a child, wait exactly where she was for him to eventually, hopefully get back. Admittedly she felt a little silly, standing in the middle of the floor as people walked by her going place to place, but she supposed it couldn't be helped.

Minutes began to pass by and bleed together without much to report, but eventually there was a "Hey, miss?" that grabbed her attention. Petra turned around to see who it was that was calling out to her – if it was her they were calling out to at all. She hoped not, but it certainly did sound like the voice was directed toward her specifically so…

As she turned curiously, a man in a black suit moved toward her, giving a slight wave as he made eye contact with her and walked toward her directly. Petra somewhat looked around her nearby area in confusion, certain that she must be wrong and that the real person they were intending to speak with must actually be someone else nearby, as this person didn't look familiar to her in the slightest. Surely this wasn't another stranger out to pester her about her relationship with Levi, right?

Seeing her confused expression, the man laughed as he came up beside her, "Yes, you. Sorry to call you out like that, but I wasn't sure if you really wanted me calling your name out so loudly – you've kind of become a sort of hot topic this evening."

Petra blinked and closed her mouth, not sure who this person was or what they wanted, but immediately on the defensive with an opening line like that. She mentally prepared to walk away, not wanting a repeat of any of the previous events – not just for her sake, but for Levi's, and even this stranger's. If this person wanted to have some form of confrontation with her, they would be sorely disappointed because she would outright leave before it came down to that. Levi would be irritated that she outright left without him, but she knew he would understand once she explained the situation. There had been enough drama tonight and she didn't want to cause any additional trouble for her superiors.

The man noticed her guarded and soured expression and sighed, "Hey, I'm sorry - I don't mean to offend you. My name is Michael, I'm a Squad Leader with the Military Police and I saw what happened earlier. I just wanted to come by and apologize –what happened there wasn't right and I'm sorry you experienced that."

Petra's eyebrows rose and she relaxed slightly, exhaling in relief, "Oh. Oh that? It's, well, it's nothing really. You didn't do it so-"

"But it's not nothing." He insisted with a half-smile, "I get we've all heard some rumors lately, but everyone knows rumors have a lot of back story and truths that don't get circulated most of the time. The fact that one of my fellow Officers chose to act out and intentionally belittle you, a man to a woman no less, is shameful. A real man would never treat a lady so callously."

Petra found she was at a loss for words, amazed by the chivalrous and passionate words of her sudden visitor. She shook her head numbly, chiding herself for being assumptive of this person's intentions and forcing a polite smile across her face, "Well…thank you, I guess. Uh, my name is Petra…but it sounds like…you already knew that."

He gave a laugh, "It's a pleasure Ms. Petra. All do respect but I've gotta admit I'm a little surprised. When I heard about a Scout marrying Humanity's Strongest, I figured it was…" he shook his head as though trying to find the right words as he looked at her, then exhaled and shrugged, "I don't know what, but after coming here and seeing just who it was that everyone was talking about – how astounding!"

Petra quirked her eyebrow in question, and the man laughed at her again guarded expression, realizing that he had apparently found a tough nut to crack. He gave a shake of his head, "Oh come on, you've got to know what I mean. That man, Levi, he's so stuffy and angry and dangerous – has a dark past and a shady background, well, who are we kidding, he's a shady guy, but you? Well, I don't mean to come off too strong, but you really know how to light up a room! You're nothing like the girl I pictured in my head, that's for sure. Tell me, how did someone like you get tangled up in such a mess anyhow – you look so innocent!"

Petra chewed her bottom lip, a different sort of nervousness setting in her stomach now that the conversation was starting to unfold. While she was happy this didn't seem to be someone who was out to start a fight or bully her, she didn't like how freely he talked about Levi in such a careless and disrespectful way. In the back of her mind, she remembered hearing that there was something of a history between Levi and the MP's –and seeing Levi earlier and hearing this man's words just now – she supposed this all but confirmed it.

"Well it's a long story and I won't bore you with the details," Petra stated, deciding it was best to avoid trying her hand at another 'how it all began' story and intentionally left it vague, "But I think you've got the wrong idea about the Captain – and me for that matter. I'm not as innocent as I look." She had meant it as a firm statement, almost a shadow of a threat even, but she must have said something wrong because there was a spark that lit in his eyes and his grin widened all the more.

He smiled warmly, "Oh, I'm glad to hear that. As for your Captain, to be candid he and I go back a lot longer than you do - I know better than most how far that man will go to get what he wants. Although. That's a story for another time, and I'd rather not talk about it because Erwin's protecting his ass so there's no point. What I suppose I want to know now, is how far you'll go?"

Petra cleared her throat, her unease growing all the more from this strange conversation she had found herself in. Her gut told her that she should be on edge and remain guarded, but the only problem was she didn't know from what. The man was charming, even if she hated to admit it. He had a good build, a sharply angular and attractive face, and a deceptive smile – more than anything it bothered her that she couldn't quite figure out what his intentions were and why he sought her out for conversation like this. It was obvious he didn't like Levi, obvious he harbored irritation toward Erwin for 'protecting' him – one would think that a man like him would have very little business with the said Captain's wife.

She crossed her arms, shaking her head in confusion, "Excuse me? How far I'll go for…what, exactly?"

The man took a step toward her, the charming smile still on his lips. He dropped his voice lower and he shrugged, "Look, I'll admit you've got a sweet little set up in the Scouts, but I gotta say, after seeing you, I really feel you're selling yourself short here. Have you ever considered switching over to the Military Police? Be a lot more stable career, certainly a lot safer too. A girl like you could go a long way if the right doors were opened up for her."

The right doors? The Military Police?

Now Petra was completely confused. She should consider the Military Police, but he only felt this way after seeing her? What did her appearance have to do with anything? She shot him a dumbfounded expression and watched him with narrowed and questioning eyes, "The…Military Police? I'm a Scout."

She had meant it to be a statement of fact - a clarification that she was proudly a Scout and would die a Scout, but again the man hadn't understood her meaning and continued speaking just the same, completely unphased. It frustrated Petra – it was like they were speaking two different languages! What the hell did he even want from her?

He placed a hand on her shoulder, his thumb brushing over her collar bone in a similar manner to what the Captain had done previously, and he gave a gentle laugh, "Oh come now, a girl like you knows things aren't always so black and white. It's not common we pool our recruits from other factions, but exceptions are made from time to time. You must know that your Captain isn't the only one who can hand pick their team, right? I'm a Squad Leader; I also have that same authority."

Petra wrinkled her nose and stepped back so his hand came off her, not sure why he had opted to touch her in the first place and finding the action extremely unnecessary and off-putting, "Um, Squad Leader…I'm sorry if I'm not following you properly, but you seem to have something to say, and I'm just going to have to ask you flat out: are you trying to offer me a position in the Military Police?"

The man cocked his head and his grin only widened, sending a chill down her spine with the sudden expression he watched her with. His voice was soft, "That depends. Do you want a position in the Military Police? I can respect a girl who knows what she wants and uses all her resources to get it. If you are set on advancing your career, and considering the way you're letting that man use you now, well. You really could do better than him, don't you think? Perhaps I'd be willing to make an opening for you on my squad – you could think of it as new management. You'd like that right? Being under me, instead of Levi?" As he spoke, the man's eyes trailed down her body and he smiled all the more, making his intentions painfully clear to such an extent Petra felt dumb for not having figured it out sooner.

"You're a beautiful woman Petra, and luckily for you, you're not the only person that isn't afraid to bend the rules to get what they want. This can benefit the both of us, right? What do you say?"

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End of Chapter

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Well there you have it - you know I like my cliffhangers! It's been a bit since we've had a real, old fashioned cliff hanger, and oh it makes me smile. The drama! The outcome! The suspense! Who knows?! *pokemon announcer voice* Tune in next week to see what happens next!

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~Midnight

P.S – Mozel Tov and welcome back! (This week right, I forget?) Either way, congrats because it is an amazing journey worth taking, but oh indeed is it hard. Laugh often, and forgive always. Wishing you all happiness in your new adventure!