Story Title: A Touch of the Past
Chapter: 4/18
Chapter Summary: What is behind every action…

Chapter 4: Purpose

The couple remained entwined in each other's arms for many silent minutes, just giving and taking what they needed from the other until Kaidan finally actually shivered, his body finally cooling down – Shepard was fine as he was apparently leeching heat off of Kaidan – to the point that it was enough for him to notice that they weren't dressed in much. With one final kiss, Shepard pulled away and they both walked out of the bathroom.

Kaidan paused in the doorway as he looked to the floor at the bottom of the bed and his face flushed slightly. "Sorry about the sheet, John. It's been a long time since my biotics flared because of a dream."

Shepard grabbed some sweats and held out another pair to Kaidan along with a thermal tank top, then pulled on his N7 hoodie and zipped it up before turning to grab one of his datapads off of his desk. "When was the last time?"

Kaidan grabbed his omnitool from the bedside table and slid it into place over his wrist, then brought up the display and started entering a string of commands.

"Happened sometimes in basic when I would go a long time without using my biotics. I never did buy into the threats BAaT tried to instill that we would overload when they weren't used, but controlling biotics is more than knowing how to focus the field. It's about having the perfect balance of conscious and unconscious thought to get it to work. That's how you get exactly what you want to happen be what you get every time."

Shepard paused for a few seconds, looking over to his lover. He had never heard biotics described that way. It was a unique way of putting it but was also definitely a more advanced concept, showing the experience Kaidan had gained with his abilities.

Kaidan glanced over to him when he seemed to become aware of Shepard's attention. "So why did you think you would make a bad teacher?" the Commander mused, only half-teasing.

"Shut up. I sent the reports to you."

"Well, we obviously aren't getting any more sleep tonight so we might as well get something accomplished," Shepard said with a grin as he pulled up the emails on the compad and gave the list of received documents a quick perusal. The more he helped Kaidan work through this shit now the better off he would be tomorrow. "Why are some flagged?"

"Those are the ones that were actually stolen. The others are just related or referenced by the reports."

"Where should we start?"

"Might as well go through the big one, the report on the incident with Vyrnnus." Kaidan relayed the report number and Shepard found and pulled it up, then read over it.

After a few more minutes of silence as he read over the file, he could actually understand why Kaidan had so much trouble getting through it without being triggered. It was an extremely detailed report – if it had been a report submitted to him he would have been proud of the one who wrote it up – with full transcripts of interviews conducted with students, including Kaidan, and instructors. There were full medical reviews of Vyrnnus' injuries and evaluations of Kaidan's state as he suffered the effects of the Red Sand working out of his system during the duration of the investigation. Finally, there was the data that listed all the trainees that were released when BAaT was found to be too dangerous for biotics to remain there as students.

Shepard sat down heavily on the couch next to where Kaidan had settled at some point as he finished up the report, noticing that the Major had grabbed one of Shepard's datapads and was going through some of the additional files that hadn't been stolen. Shepard reached out and touched Kaidan's wrist to gain his lover's attention. Kaidan's dark eyes looked over to him and even though he tried to hide it, Shepard saw Kaidan's attempt to suppress his emotions. Shepard allowed his lover what he wanted and kept his focus on the report.

"Is the report accurate? All of it?" he asked.

Kaidan nodded slightly. "As far as I can tell, yes. Of course I don't have verification on the other students and where they were sent, but the numbers from the list seems about right."

"I'm still not sure why that was included in this report and not a separate one."

Usually reports were much more focused; they had to be so that they could make it through all the eyes they had to and be found easily when needed. So much stuffed into a few reports was just asking to not be easily found and then navigated. It was as if at least four reports had been shoved into one lengthy document.

Kaidan shrugged as he turned back to his own report. "The Alliance wasn't keen on the investigation and findings getting any attention. They endorsed the project and didn't want to lose faith in such a sensitive time for humans earning their place among the species. Would you trust a military that couldn't take care of their own first biotics?"

Shepard recognized Kaidan's explanation. He had hinted to that sort of organization to the program and this just confirmed what Shepard had suspected.

It made Shepard's curiosity of just how Kaidan had come to the decision to enlist with the Alliance peak.

Kaidan's thought process and his ability to forgive went beyond anyone else John knew.

"I also remember the investigating team being small, just a few uniforms going through the facility asking questions. Even with these reports, there are only three names that come up as investigating officers available for contact."

Shepard pulled up the list of reports and files and realized that Kaidan was right. "Doesn't leave many people who knew at the time what happened."

"There's never been a time when more than a handful of people have known anything real about BAaT. I already looked into the officers and nothing strikes me as something to be concerned about with them. Their records are clean and none of them appear to have anywhere near the skill to pull off the actual theft. Besides that, they shouldn't need to steal anything related to that investigation since a good investigator keeps their own records of everything they've ever submitted."

Shepard's eyes lifted from his datapad again and raised an eyebrow at Kaidan. "This include you?"

Kaidan gave Shepard a sly look. "Like I said, a good investigator keeps track. Then again, I'm an Intel officer so I have multiple stores of data all with different heavy encryptions."

Well that was hot…Kaidan actually kind of showing off a little, confidence rising to the surface.

Kaidan appeared to figure Shepard's thoughts, probably from his expression, because he rolled his eyes and turned back to his datapad. "These guys were good. They had about a week to gather everything and condense it into a single comprehensive report and they managed."

"As long as you don't stick too firmly on the definition of 'comprehensive'. I've seen Garrus write reports that are easier to follow."

"Learn the Turian shorthand and you'll get further in going over anything he puts together." Shepard couldn't tell if Kaidan was serious or not – his usual tells tended to shift when he was deeply focused on something - so he just remained silent. "I didn't think they would include a list of all students removed from BAaT. Not a bad move on their part, gave them an easily accessible list of known slightly trained biotics. Even with Conatix working to identify biotics, there still wasn't a reliable method for tracking us. And then the company folded…"

"It's a thorough list too," Shepard mused as he scrolled to that section of the report and gave the list more focused attention. He had only glanced at it before, noting that it was there before moving on to the more pertinent aspects of the investigation. His gaze lingered on two names as he found them: Kaidan and Rahna. The one who had shut down the program by killing an instructor and the one he had been protecting.

Shaking his head slightly to refocus on the task at hand of helping Kaidan keep from getting caught up in his head – and here he was doing exactly that – Shepard tried to find something to drive someone to want these particular reports.

"Any possibility they took the wrong reports? Got the wrong docket numbers or something?" Shepard voiced the question suddenly as he kept coming up empty with reason. He was usually pretty good at finding cause but nothing was jumping out at him in this case. It was just so damn random.

Kaidan didn't seem to take to the idea. "It's a lot of precision for a mistake. I know there is still some concern about it being used against the Alliance. Hell, just getting to these reports would be enough to imply we can't fight the Reapers since we can't even protect our own information. But if that's what it was about, there are better ones to go for, ones with more impact on the Alliance today."

Shepard turned his gaze back to Kaidan and lifted an eyebrow. "Wait, are you saying that is or isn't what they are trying to do?"

"I'm thinking not…" Kaidan responded, but his voice was distracted. Shepard recognized Kaidan disappearing into his thoughts but it seemed to be more for the sake of a possible realization. "Start going through the files that were stolen."

"And I'm looking for what?" Shepard asked as he pulled up the first file and started scrolling through to get an idea of content.

"Student records: names, biotic readings, tracked locations, anything." Kaidan's own fingers were moving swiftly between his omnitool and the datapad, working as quickly as he could with what he had available to him. Shepard knew the Major would let him know what he was onto once he worked through the idea that was working its way through his head. So he focused on checking the information Kaidan had asked for.

By the third stolen report, Shepard realized the pattern Kaidan had found. Every report that had been stolen contained information pertaining to specific students. "You think they were after the students?" Shepard asked as he pulled up another report.

"All the files left behind either don't contain any information on students or what's there isn't enough to be useful. Whoever is doing this is looking for BAaT brats."

"What would be the point?"

Kaidan let out a heavy sigh and his right hand dropped to his lap. "How many biotic extremists do we run into? Let's face it, Shepard, I'm not the rule when it comes to how my kind handle being what we are. I'm more the exception. We are feared, made to feel like freaks, and that's from our own species. People notice and take advantage. And anyone who survived BAaT has plenty to hold a grudge against."

Kaidan's voice had taken on what Shepard could only describe as a dead tone. In over three years of knowing the man, the Commander had never known him to sound like that. Even when in the complete mindset of either a soldier or an officer, there were layers to his words and Shepard had always been simply ensnared in paying attention whenever the biotic spoke. It was as though all the years of suppressing what he showed to others tried to come through in the subtleties of his tones. It was why he made a good high ranking officer: people wanted to listen to him because he only really spoke when there was something worth saying.

Shepard opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Kaidan's voice calling out, "EDI, please send a message to Admiral Hackett requesting to speak to him over vid comm."

"Yes, Major," EDI's voice responded through the speaker across the room.

The biotic stood up and moved to the door to grab his shoes, then sat down in the chair at Shepard's desk to pull them on. He obviously didn't care that he wasn't in any sort of uniform but considering the time it probably didn't matter.

"Shouldn't we wait until an hour he's likely to actually accept the request?"

"They've had a few weeks already to work with. The quicker we check into this the sooner we know if I'm right."

"And if you are right?" Shepard broached the fact that Kaidan seemed to not care about. "If they are after BAaT students for something, you are the easiest to track."

Kaidan looked up from lacing his boot. "Not necessarily; Hackett is the only one who really knows the Normandy's location most of the time. Besides, I highly doubt I will be high on their list to try and get to. I'm an Alliance officer, the highest ranked biotic, the second human Spectre, and serving on the Normandy which is all over the galaxy to fight against the Reapers. Knowing where I am means nothing if they can't get to me without breaking cover."

Shepard shot up from his seat and walked over toward his lover. "Kaidan, I know you. I know you don't really think that anybody willing to break into Alliance files to steal reports of a biotic program from nearly fifteen years ago would really stop trying to get what they want just because it might be a little tougher."

Kaidan stood and turned toward the door. "Of course not, but 'a little tougher' will buy us some time."

Shepard mumbled out a curse and pulled on his own boots quickly before following his lover to the elevator and taking it down to Deck 2. "We'll see if Hackett agrees the risk isn't worth its due attention."

Kaidan let out a frustrated groan and leaned against the wall of the elevator. "I don't know what you think you're coming off as with this but I doubt it matches what I'm getting out of it. But by all means, keep talking like I'm not a soldier and perfectly capable of taking care of myself, even when people are gunning for me. It wouldn't be the first time people have tried to take me out and it won't be the last."

Shit, Kaidan was pissed off, like Horizon-levels of pissed off.

"And even if the Admiral decided to play it safe, that would mean giving orders and pulling me from the Normandy. You know he didn't give any official orders for me to be assigned here and my status is designated as under Spectre authority." Of course Shepard knew: they had both thrown that fact at Vega when he had jokingly brought up fraternization. Hell, Shepard was entirely certain that Hackett and Anderson pieced together that they had been together for a short time before Shepard had died; his relentless questioning for information on Kaidan when he was with Cerberus had made it pretty obvious, especially to men who knew him well as they did. "Hackett isn't stupid," Kaidan continued briefly before falling silent because he didn't need to say anything else. The best place for Kaidan to be was on the Normandy and to pull him away now would only hurt the war effort.

"Major Alenko, Admiral Hackett has accepted your request and is waiting on the vid comm," EDI's voice echoed through the small space.

"Thanks again, EDI," Kaidan responded, his voice in an unusual place between lingering frustration with Shepard and his usual warmth as he addressed his friend with gratitude.

The doors of the lift slid open and the two men walked through the quiet halls in tense silence. They were checked through security at the junction point and continued to the comm room. As soon as they walked into the room, the room lit up as the holo-view of Hackett displayed. He was dressed similar to them, out of uniform and comfortable. At least that meant he was able to find a moment to himself as well. He didn't seem to have been woken up or irritated though and that took a little bit of concern off Shepard about contacting him so suddenly.

Both men snapped a quick salute and Hackett returned it.

"Major, I didn't expect to hear from you so quickly," the man began and while he used Kaidan's rank, his tone wasn't as official as it normally would be.

Kaidan somehow managed to sound respectful, official, and amused at the same time as he responded, "I can call back later, sir." It was a reminder that the Major had become very familiar with the Admiral since the first Normandy had been destroyed.

Hackett turned to Shepard and his image lifted an eyebrow. "Stop being a bad influence on the Major, Shepard. One sarcastic asshole on the Normandy is enough for the Alliance to deal with." Shepard would be inclined to blame the different tone on them all being out of uniform, but Hackett had too often been blunt with him about his thoughts.

"I'll give my condolences to Lieutenant Vega on his transfer then," Shepard responded, the exchange between the familiar men flowing naturally.

Hackett's lips lifted briefly before his attention turned back toward Kaidan. "I assume you not only informed Shepard of what I asked you to look into but found something."

"Yes, sir but I need help to figure out if I'm actually on to something." Hackett nodded for the Major to continue when the biotic paused. "I need Intel to check into all the names of BAaT trainees in the reports and see if anything unusual has been reported concerning them from four months prior to the theft to now."

"That's quite a time frame and a lot of people to look into Alenko. You want to narrow down what you consider 'unusual' and make our job a little easier?"

"Changes in behavior or habits if they are in a position to have that tracked and since the theft you are looking for disappearances."

"You think these people are pursuing former students?"

"All the reports that were taken provide identifiable information for the trainees."

"Then why didn't they take the medical records attached to the reports?" Shepard hadn't read those files so wasn't sure what was there.

"Those records were mostly just generic check-ups conducted by BAaT from their intake and monthly physicals. There's nothing in those files that would help someone find them now. Keep in mind that part of BAaT training was biotic isolation so most records kept there didn't even include parent names or birthplace. Without information like that, good luck narrowing it down to the right person in the galaxy."

"Because them being students at BAaT isn't on any public records," Hackett mused. He then sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers. "I was hoping when I heard from you, regardless of how long it took, that I would have something for you but there's nothing new on this end. We haven't been able to pin it on anyone and nobody's stepping forward for the attention."

Kaidan crossed his arms over his chest, the motion temporarily gaining Shepard's attention as the muscles of the man's arms shifted.

The Commander was definitely feeling the late hour since he was distracted in such a way while on vid comm with Admiral Hackett.

"I doubt we'll know anything unless they do decide to come forward. We don't really have anything to start with on identifying them and our resources are already spread thin because of the Reapers. Even now, it doesn't feel like it should be a priority." Kaidan took in a deep breath and his eyes lowered in thought. "There's only two reasons for someone to take an interest in a list like this: they're looking to recruit or kill."

Shepard had realized it immediately when Kaidan had made the discovery, but it being put so bluntly made the Commander tighten his hands into fists at his sides, his nails biting into his palm from the harsh pressure.

"Very true, which raises concern for you, Alenko," Hackett said, his eyes locking onto the biotic with an intense gaze.

"Yeah, I brought that up but he doesn't seem all that worried about it," Shepard cut in before Kaidan could respond. Kaidan shot his lover a quick look but Shepard didn't back down. He didn't care if they did end up having their first fight since getting back together because of this: he would make sure Kaidan wasn't in danger if he could do something about it.

It was surprisingly Hackett that spoke, "Knowing you, Shepard, you probably didn't take the right approach."

Shepard's eyes turned to the Admiral along with Kaidan's. "With all due respect, what the hell does that mean?" Shepard questioned harshly, relying on his relationship with the man to keep Hackett from getting pissed at him. That and the Admiral had to know that his comment had been the one to bring up the relationship between the two soldiers. So really it was Hackett's fault and he would stand by that if challenged.

Apparently Hackett had expected pretty much that response because his expression turned quite satisfied at that and Kaidan let out a brief sigh. "You have a tendency of losing your tact and suave when it comes to Alenko. I don't imagine you've had the chance to improve that yet." The Admiral looked back toward Kaidan, whose cheeks and ears had darkened slightly likely to be because of the suddenly very personal turn of conversation. "I know you, Major. I know you have already started putting together your own options for a course of action."

Brown eyes glanced swiftly between Hackett and Shepard and the Commander saw the tightening of Kaidan's hands on his arms. He didn't want to say what he had come up with in front of Shepard.

"If you were targeting BAaT brats, whether for revenge or firepower, getting to me would be high priority considering what happened. But my situation as it is, they couldn't take any action towards me with some half-assed plan."

"Getting to you would be extremely difficult even if we weren't at war," Hackett mused, his words echoing Kaidan's earlier statement.

"Murdering or capturing a Spectre brings the attention of the Council. Murdering or capturing an Alliance officer of high rank gets the attention of the Alliance. Going after someone serving on the Normandy gets Shepard and his crew all over your ass. Go after someone who is all three and you might as well call yourself Saren and get ready for the consequences."

Shepard couldn't deny that his extreme concern for his lover had somewhat blinded him to these facts.

But what could he say? He had never known Kaidan to be anything but a soldier. It was part of who the man was and that Kaidan could stand next to Shepard as an equal on the battlefield was part of the reason he loved him. But that meant nothing to the situation they were looking at now: someone was targeting Kaidan not because he was in the fight, but because he was Kaidan Alenko and that had never happened before.

"So you don't think they'll risk it?" Hackett asked for clarification.

"Oh, they'll risk it but not before they are certain they can get away with it without exposing their identities."

"Then what was the point of all that? We need more than 'it'll probably happen' if we are actually going to do something useful about it," Shepard bit out.

"Shepard, calm down. Remember that it wasn't my choice to involve you in this and I will order you to leave if you can't keep focused," Hackett's tone was even and had taken on a hint of authority that had been absent so far in their discussion.

The change in tone wasn't enough for Shepard to back off though. "I'm not leaving as long as you're talking about the well-being of my partner."

Kaidan let out a frustrated sigh as one hand lifted to press against his temple, the motion familiar of him trying to relieve rising pain of a headache.

Hackett, however, didn't react at all. "This isn't about your relationship with him, Shepard, so don't make it out to be."

"My relationship with him is the reason I'm in the room right now. I don't care if I'm arrested for disobeying a direct order, I'm not leaving."

Kaidan interrupted then, sounding every bit embarrassed as he did authoritative, "If you two are going to start in on that, at least wait until I'm out of the room. I have no interest in putting my personal life further out in the open than it has tried to be since the announcement of me being made a Spectre." He paused for a few seconds before looking up to Hackett once more. "We keep attention off of me by letting me do what you asked me to do: investigate as a personal favor. I'm not in on this investigation, but as a Major and the head of the Spec Ops Biotic program, I have access to all findings. They don't know I'm aware of the thefts and know to look out for anything. Keep as low of a profile as possible in locating the other students. Once we have a fix on them, we'll get a better idea on their intentions and can plan from there."

That certainly wasn't too unreasonable or even really dangerous, making Shepard wonder if that is what Kaidan really wanted to say or if he was just catering to the mood of the room. There was a very real possibility that the Major had something else in mind that he was going to carry through with on his own.

"Very well, Major. In the meantime, keep up your efforts there on the Normandy. I'll send you reports as they come in from the investigation."

"Yes, sir. I'll let you and the Commander finish up here," Kaidan gave the Admiral one final salute when the man nodded acceptance of his departure.

Shepard reached out and grabbed hold of Kaidan's elbow as his lover turned to leave. "Would you wait at the lift? I won't take long here." He was pleading for Kaidan not to let them leave each other mad. He had to make sure they were alright.

Kaidan hesitated in answering, looking down to where Shepard had hold of him before he sighed and gave a brief nod. Shepard let him go and watched as he left the comm room and the door slid shut behind him.

"Shepard," Hackett called out to him and he turned to face the Admiral again. "I've worked closely with the Major since the first Normandy was destroyed. He's a good man and I trust his judgment. Even when I received the report stating that he had killed Udina, I never doubted that he had done the right thing. I don't want him caught up in someone's agenda any more than you do, but we've got to accept that it is happening and he isn't going to back down. He is a soldier first and he will fight this. Don't become something else he has to fight by trying to hold him back; remember what happened to the last guy who tried to suppress Kaidan Alenko."

Shepard's eyes narrowed slightly as he thought about what the Admiral meant. Then all the conversations he had had with Kaidan when first getting to know him came back and he understood: Vyrrnus had done nothing but put Kaidan down, he tried to destroy the person and keep the power. Sure, that wasn't why Kaidan had killed him, but it had likely been a determining factor in how Kaidan had lost control and lashed out like he had.

"I won't let anything happen to him, Hackett. He's already been through enough because of that damn place."

"I understand your feelings on this, Shepard, but he's going to need you on his side in this. He obviously believes that they are looking to recruit and he's worried. Make sure he knows that he can count on you no matter what he decides to do, because you know that whatever he does is going to be for the sake of others rather than making sure he stays safe."

Of course Shepard knew that. He knew that Kaidan would take a hit long before he let someone else get hurt, especially if he felt some sort of responsibility over them.

Shepard did see what Hackett was getting at though, "I understand, Admiral. Doesn't make it any easier."

"Of course not. But for what it's worth, I'm relieved he chose to tell you about the situation, not only because you're his Commander. Hackett out."

The display dimmed and Shepard leaned forward and placed his hand on the edges of the control panel, taking in a few deep breaths to try and work through some of the emotions raging through him. This was turning out to be one hell of a night. Shepard was just grateful that the Normandy was dry docked for at least another day so that he could make sure everything was fine between them before getting back out into the fight.

He straightened up as soon as he felt a little more focused and walked from the room and toward the lift. He was worried that Kaidan would decide that he didn't want to try and work things out with Shepard tonight and wouldn't be there. But Shepard also knew that Kaidan had told him that he would be there and so would keep his word.

He wasn't disappointed as he turned the last corner after the security junction and saw Kaidan leaning against the wall next to the elevator with his arms crossed over his chest, his gaze lowered and obviously not really paying attention to what was going on around him. It was also looking at him from this distance and position that Shepard really saw how tired Kaidan looked. He looked like he hadn't slept for days even though Shepard knew that wasn't the case. It was like one night having to deal with this concern was draining away whatever Kaidan had to offer.

Taking in a deep breath, Shepard closed the remaining distance between the two of them and waited for Kaidan to look up to him. Brown eyes lifted and observed Shepard silently for a few moments. He then let out a sigh, this one not as heavy as some of the others he had released through the night.

"I get it, John," he spoke quietly. "I know how you feel because I feel it all the time for you. Consider that the next time you think you are saying the right thing when it comes up that someone wants to target me."

"That's not it, Kaidan. I know you can take care of yourself. But I'm here for that too. I want to make sure you're okay, especially since you spend so much time making sure everyone else is okay. We are partners after all so let me worry about you when there's something to worry about." Kaidan moved to speak again but was interrupted by Shepard raising his hand and placing it on Kaidan's cheek. "This isn't a battle Kaidan. This isn't dozens of bullets being aimed at an enemy. This is someone gunning for you. I don't want them to hit their mark."

"Then don't try to hold me back from what I have to do and just…just be there. Like you were when I woke up tonight. I can't get that from anyone else. Don't want it from anyone else. So could you just…remember that that's what you do for me?"

Shepard gave a relieved smile and leaned forward to touch his forehead to Kaidan's. He could do that. Hell, Kaidan did it all the time if how often Shepard did stupid risky stuff while on missions was anything to go by.

"Yeah, I'll do that," he promised.

"And if you could keep our relationship out of vid comms with Admirals that would be good. I know it's not news to Hackett or Anderson that we have something beyond professional and they don't care, but somebody might and we don't need another thing to worry about right now."

"Yeah, I make no promises on that one. Anyone wants to pick a fight over that, they are welcome to try. We'll run them into the ground."

Kaidan let out a soft chuckle, his breath fanning across Shepard's lips enticingly. "Good thing I wasn't betting on that one." Shepard smiled in return and placed a chaste kiss on Kaidan's lips before pulling away. The pair moved away from each other and into the elevator, Shepard pressing the button for his cabin. He figured he wasn't assuming Kaidan would be spending the rest of the night with him when Kaidan had waited for him.

When they got off the elevator and walked into Shepard's cabin, the pair moved back toward the bed in silence. It was a mirror of when they had come into the cabin after leaving the bar with their friends as they stripped down to their briefs and moved to lay down together. Shepard grabbed the covers from the floor and pulled the undamaged part over both of them as he settled in at Kaidan's back, his arm sliding securely around the biotic's stomach to pull him in close. He pressed a series of kisses against Kaidan's shoulders and neck before settling in by burying his face at the back of Kaidan's neck, thick hair at the nape of his lover's neck tickling his forehead in a familiar manner – this was a favored position for both of them to sleep in, just as this or reversed.

Shepard was gradually relaxing and felt sleep overtaking him when he heard Kaidan whisper, "Thank you, John."

The Commander smiled and tightened his hold on his lover. "Every time, Kaidan. I'll be here when you need me."

A/N: Hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading, and hope to hear from you. See you next chapter.
Kira Dattei