Author's Note: Enjoy.

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Her shoes hit the pavement over and over, gaining speed as she breathed in the warm air, her hands gripped tightly with a strength that made her knuckles turn white – there was no slowing, she couldn't stop.

She had the power, she had the strength

She couldn't just give up, wouldn't give up

It was her who was chosen and only her

People were counting on her, pressure was looming

…Because out of hundreds of citizens it was her who had the control and these dogs would get walked one way or the other!

With a hitching breath Billie squeezed the lead between her hand, holding tightly as the two large dogs continued to run – damn Phoebe for convincing her to get a summer job, damn herself for choosing dog walking!

Letting out an awkward yell she pulled back on the lead, the dogs didn't slow.

Should she try screaming 'halt'?

This wasn't going so well, she had been running for far too long – again Billie pulled on the lead and again…and again…

Okay dogs be damned!

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Pushing open the Manor door she smiled as Phoebe came to greet her, arms wrapping around the brunette in greeting.

Phoebe grinned. "How was the job?"

"I quit."

A beat, "You quit?"

Shrugging Billie walked past Phoebe. "Maybe I got fired."

"What? Okay how could you get fired?"

Ignoring the question Billie quickly headed up stairs, Phoebe pursued.

"Billie…?"

The flaxen haired girl turned around. "Never mind, I need your help."

Phoebe raised her eyebrows.

Billie smiled. "I need to make lost dog posters…"

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