Hello there, True Believers! We have a another all-new exciting installment of Spider-Man: Secrets of Oscorp! Join us as Peter Parker spends his first day in the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier as he goes a brutal and excruciatingly painful training to become an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.! Join us Harry meets new friends, such as Hawkeye, Black Widow, and Captain Marvel! This chapter is filled with lots of new plot developments and tons of meat and potatoes! Enjoy the ride, it's gonna be a bumpy one! Excelsior!

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A/N: Seriously, this chapter is really long lol hopefully it's not too much information for you guys and gals.

Chapter 4: First Day in S.H.I.E.L.D.

(Flashback to Peter Parker's freshman year in High School)

Peter Parker was on a Limousine with a boy with a neatly combed brown hair and green eye who was wearing designer jeans and a fancy wool sweater. As they were being driven to school, Peter asked the boy, "Hey Harry, did you finish your homework?"

Harry replied, "Yeah, man. All thanks to you. I just hope I'm ready for the test next week."

Peter chuckled and said, "As long you get that douchebag Flash off of my back. Then we're cool!"

Harry fist-bumped him and said, "I've always got your back buddy."

As they were driving on the George Washington Bridge, there was a radio broadcast on the car that said, The Avengers save the day again today from the clutches of the evil Red Skull! Just look at them come down from their jet on Times Square as our fellow New Yorkers come and greet our Earth's Mightiest Heroes!

Harry snorted and said, "Hmph! Just nothing but a bunch of whack-jobs in cosplay outfits."

Peter replied, "I don't know Harry. I think they're just trying to help and protect the world in their own way. I mean the Red Skull is not your average bank robber. Sometimes you need larger-than-life beings that can fight off the unnatural."

Harry replied, "But still, they're not heroes! The New York's Finest are the heroes! The policemen, the firefighters, the doctors and the nurses who work hard and risk their lives every day to rescue people! What do you think dad?"

Then a older man with a grey hair, green eyes and a metallic green necktie said, "You know, that's actually the most truest thing you've said all week, my son."

Peter had a stunned look on his face as the man continued on, "These so-called superheroes don't even contribute to the society at all! They go around like lawless vigilantes catching bad guys that are supposed to be the job for the police force and act all high and mighty! Ever since the Avengers arrived in this city, there's some kind of an alien attack almost every single week!"

Peter quietly replied, "With all due respect, Mr. Osborn, I think they are great role models. People love them and respect them for the diligent work they do. They feel safe when they're around, and I think that's a good thing."

Harry replied, "Well, what if they turn evil? Then who's going to protect us?"

The driver stopped at the entrance of Midtown High and said, "your stop is here, Mr. Osborn."

Peter and Harry got off the limo and went to school and the limousine driver drove Norman Osbourne back to his office in Oscorp. He said in a sinister manner to himself, "Son, you will have your answer very soon. Oh yes, VERY SOON."

(End of Flashback)

Peter Parker was laying on his bed in his private room in the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier. The place was rather dark and cold, but the living space was quite clean. The better part of it all was that it was a much larger room then Peter's old room in Queens. There was a metallic blue steel closet across from his bed and right next to it, was a red and blue chair and a metallic blue steel desk with the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on it. On the desk was the picture of Gwen and Peter that Peter brought with him, and next to the picture was the old chemistry set that was a gift from Gwen in high school. There was an agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. handbook on the desk, and on it was a note from Agent Coulson that said, Welcome to Hell, Spider-Man! I'll meet you at 5:30 A.M. See you in the lobby.

Peter looked at the clock that was next to his bed and looked at it and jumped in panic, and said, "Fuck! It's 5:40 A.M.!"

Peter frantically rushed out of his pajamas and ran downstairs to the lobby and there was Agent Coulson, giving him a stern look.

Peter said, "Hey Phil, I'm sorry-" Coulson said, "1,000 push-ups. NOW."

Peter gave him a puppy face and pleaded, "Come on dude! I was like, only 10 minutes late."

Coulson said, "1,000 push ups. NOW! And don't you ever dude me again."

Now normally, a 1,000 push-ups would be way too much for a normal untrained human being, but since Peter Parker had super stamina thanks to his spider powers, he needed to do that much to feel any sort of stress in his body. After Peter finished his 1,000 push-ups, he panted, "Ok….now what?"

Coulson smiled and strutted around the area with his arms crossed and walked to Peter and gave him a pair of sleek black spandex clothing with blue stripe outlined on the sides with the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on the right side of the shirt. He said, "You're gonna need this for a while."

Peter changed his clothes and put it on and gave the pajamas to a robot that put it back in his room for him. Then Coulson crossed his arms with a stern look on his face and strutted around the area again and started to talk again in a pompous manner as Peter watched him in utter disbelief, "Welcome to your first day of training as an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Mr. Parker. My name is Phil Coulson and I will be your supervising officer and your Martial Arts Expert for the next 2 years."

Peter did a slow unenthusiastic clap and said, "Woo, so fucking excited for this boot camp."

Coulson gave him an irritating eye twitch and continued on, "In the next 2 years, not you will have mastered 10 different types of Martial Arts, but you will also be given lessons in Firearm Weaponry, Espionage, and language lessons in Russian, German, Spanish, French, Portuguese, Japanese, and Korean."

Peter smacked his face in regret and said to himself, "Great! Now I have to retake one of my worst subjects in high school! God, I sucked at Spanish so hard. Now I have to learn like a zillion more languages! What am I doing here? Applying a job for the UN?"

Coulson said, "No, you're going to be an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., now let's get things started. Your first lesson will be on Wing-Chun."

Peter replied, "Ooh that totally sounds something like from a 70's kung-fu flick. Did you know that RZA sampled a bunch of movies for the Wu-Tang album- OW!"

Coulson looked like he punched him very lightly and it sent Peter sprawling to the ground. He yelled, "What the fuck was that for?!"

Coulson helped Peter get up and said, "The point of Wing-Chun is to render your enemy useless as fast as possible. Come at me, Peter."

Then, Peter tried using his Spider-Sense, but something was not working. Coulson noticed that Peter was trying to use his powers and he flashed his wrist device to Peter, and said, "Remember that sonar device? The Weapons and Gear Division team already have cooked up a miniature version of it."

Peter added, "Aww, come on! I can't use my awesome Spider-Sense?"

The training went on for a couple of hours and Peter was getting absolutely exhausted from defending and dodging Coulson's attacks. Coulson started to attack him again in a flurry of graceful punches and kicks as Peter did his best to dodge his attacks and Coulson said, "You can't rely on powers too much. What if you run into the same situation like that last time and get yourself in trouble?"

Peter added as he was sweating bullets, "That….pant I wasn't prepared for that."

Coulson gave him a flurry of fast punches to Peter's chest as he was laid out on the ground on his back, completely defeated. Coulson checked his timer from his pocket and said, "You lasted 60 seconds on your first try, and now you've lasted about full 30 minutes. You did a lot better than I expected!"

Peter got up and said, "Are we done now? I haven't even gotten to eat breakfast yet!"

Coulson said, "We're done for today." He whispered in Peter's ear and said, "There's no room for mistakes in this gig, Mr. Parker." Then he gave him a protein bar and said, "Your breakfast."

Peter retorted, "Aww, come on man! Seriously, a protein bar?! A fucking protein bar?!"

Coulson added, "Just go already! Your next lesson should be on the 3rd floor, in Room 303."

Peter grumbled as he ate his protein bar and walked up to the 3rd floor. He said to himself, "I get my ass kicked for 3 full hours, and all I get is stupid protein bar for breakfast. And now I have to go through crazy spy training and learn 7 more languages in the next 2 years?! But, that robot was pretty cool. Ow, ow, ow, my chest hurts."

As he sluggishly walked into room 303, he saw there were metal human dummy targets and there was a handgun on a table there. As soon as he saw the gun, a mental trigger set off in his brain as he remembered uncle Ben getting shot right in front of him as he was trying to save him 2 years ago. Peter said to himself, "Is this a real gun?"

Then a man with a Caucasian face and blue sunglasses showed up. He said, "What, you've never seen a real gun before, kid?" He sported a purple sleeveless shirt and long black pants with military boots. He was also equipped with a bow and arrow on his back.

Peter angrily replied, "I am not shooting a gun. Somebody used that thing to kill my uncle!"

Then the guy with a bow and a arrow came down the stairs and said, "Well, I'm sorry bud. I know that the gun regulations in this country haven't been tight as it should be, but you don't have a choice here my friend. Now you need to shoot this damn gun as if your fucking mission depends on it."

Peter reluctantly grabbed the hold of the Colt 45 and aimed at one of the targets and it hit the dummy on the arm. The man with the bow and arrow was slightly disappointed and said, "Well, we can work on that down the line."

Then he got out a hand gun from his pocket and shot at the dummy target and he shot 4 times in a row that hit the right shoulder, left knee, right ankle, and the right hand of the dummy. Peter was really impressed at his aim as the man with the bow and arrow turned around to face him and said, "I know that you're still distraught over the fact that your uncle got shot and killed that day. But with the right training and skill set, you will be able to disarm and neutralize your enemy effectively without killing them."

Then he turned around quickly and shot the dummy target right on the head. He turned around to face Peter and said, "Unless you have to kill, which is ALWAYS the last resort."

He reached out his hand for a handshake and said, "Name's Hawkeye, A.K.A. Clint Barton. I'll be your Firearms Expert."

Then Peter started to change his expression and had a bright look in his eyes, and said, "You're that Hawkeye, the totally badass robin hood of the Avengers?!" Hawkeye sheepishly replied, "Well, I guess we're all some kind of celebrities in New York."

Peter replied, "Are you kidding me?! You guys are not celebs! You guys are fucking heroes, for Christ's sake! I even had a poster of the Avengers when I was in middle school!" Hawkeye said, "I'm flattered, kid. Now let's get on with the training."

Along the training of shooting shots at the dummy targets for a couple of hours, Peter asked Hawkeye, "Hey, why do you use a bow and arrow instead of a gun?" Hawkeye replied, "Because," He shot the target of a dummy on the eye from the 2nd floor of the room, while being 100 ft away and said, "I like to stand out."

Peter then looked at him in awe, as Hawkeye was totally overflowing with badass-ery and thought to himself, Hopefully, I can become this badass for Jessica.

Then he had a dying question that he wanted to ask, ever since he became a fanboy of the Avengers since his middle school days. "Hey, Hawkeye," he said with a devious look on his face.

Hawkeye asked with a suspicious look on his face, "What is it?"

Peter asked, "So…. Are you and the widow like, going out right now? I mean, seeing that how you guys are both kick-ass spies in the Avengers, I always thought you guys totally would make an awesome power couple you know?"

Hawkeye had a huge blush on his face and said, "W-what are you talking about kid? She's my best friend! We've been best friends since our teenage years in Budapest, Hungary."

Peter pointed his finger at him said, "HA! You're totally blushing, and you stuttered."

Hawkeye then countered, "Hey kid! If you're gonna keep this up, I'll tell Jessica that you have a hard-on for her!"

Peter's face went beet red as he stammered, "We-we're just friends! She's been one of my closest friends in high school. There's nothing more to our relationship than that!"

Hawkeye twitched his eyebrows.

Peter smacked his face and said, "Is it that obvious?"

Hawkeye gave him a very slow nod and there was an awkward silence between them for 15 seconds and they both said at once, "Can we stop for today?"

They both chuckled at that and Hawkeye said, "Whatever we talked about in here, stays in here. ok kid?"

Peter said as he was starting to leave the room, "Sure thing, Hawkeye!"

Hawkeye then said, "You should go to the next room for your espionage training. It's room 304, which is right next door."

Then a loud siren went off as many flashing green lights were flashing about all over the room. Hawkeye said, "After lunch, though."

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The S.H.I.E.L.D. cafeteria was a lot better than the crappy cafeteria at the Midtown High. There were no soggy mashed potatoes, weird-looking pigments in colored greens, and the meat didn't smell rancid like the sewers in the Hudson River. Peter got what he needed from the S.H.I.E.L.D. cafeteria buffet and looked around where to sit. Jessica, who was wearing her S.H.I.E.L.D. uniform, was waving her hand in the corner and said, "Peter! Come and sit with us!"

Next to Jessica was a woman who looked a lot like her, except that she was older, and was wearing a lab coat and glasses. Next to that woman was a lady who looked a lot like in her early 30's. She had a slender body and a fair skin. She had blue eyes and a long, straight blonde hair that reached to midway on her back. She was wearing purple high heels and a tuxedo and black pants, sporting a very professional look.

Peter sat down on Jessica's table and Jessica said, "Hey, Pete! How is your day so far?"

Peter replied somewhat enthusiastically, "Alive."

Jessica replied with a bright smile, "Hey bud! It's only your first day. Don't be so down. Oh yeah! Let me introduce you to these people!" She gestured her hands to the woman who was wearing a lab coat. She replied, "This is my mom, Miriam Drew."

Miriam replied with a handshake. "I'm the Director of the Weapons and Gear Divison, Mr. Parker. It's finally nice to meet you. My daughter's been telling me much about you."

Jessica gave her mom an embarrassing look as her face turned beet red. As the blonde woman was giggling, Peter replied sheepishly. "It's….nice to meet you too, Mrs. Drew."

The blonde woman reached her hand for a handshake also and said, "Carol Danvers. I'm the head of the Extraterrestrial Research Division, A.K.A. Captain Marvel and the principal of Midtown High."

Peter blinked his eyes in confusion and said in a loud voice, "Ms. Danvers?! Holy crap, you look so different!"

Peter was surprised because when he saw Carol Danvers in school as the principal, she always had tied her hair in a tight bun and worse sunglasses to school EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Carol laughed out loud and said, "It's good to see you again, Peter. So, I guess this means that you're gonna hold off on your Bio-Chemistry degree?"

Peter sheepishly replied, "Yeah, it had to come down this way unfortunately." Peter added, "But Jessica told me that I can nerd out with Dr. Curt Connors for hours on this ship, so I'm not too mad."

Jessica asked peter, "So….how's your training going?"

Peter replied, "Well, Coulson is a Hard-Ass with a sprinkle of an arrogant douchebag. But Hawkeye is my firearms instructor, so that's awesome! I mean, how often do you get the chance to say you're getting trained by an Avenger?"

Miriam said, "By the way Peter, I heard that you make awesome web shooters. If you want to use my lab for any upgrades you want, it's all yours."She took out a fancy yellow contraption from her pocket and added, "Also, Jessica needs new web shooters. So, if you could help her out with that, it would be lovely."

Jessica added, "Yeah, I've been using the same one for 2 years now. I need a new one., because it jams from time to time when I try to shoot out my webs."

Peter happily replied, "Sure! It won't be a problem at all."

Carol clicked a button on the comilnk on her ear and said, "Hey Steve, what's up?... Something up in Oscorp? …..Ok, I'll see you there."

Miriam said, "Time to go Avengering again Carol?"

Carol replied, "Yup. Something fishy is going on with Oscorp. I have to do recon."

Peter's mouth dropped and said, "You're an Avenger also?! Ok, it's official. My high school principal is the world's most badass principal ever! How long have you been an Avenger?"

Carol replied in a flattering manner, "I've been on and off with the team. Now I'm doing more of a part-time job, so to speak." She gave her business card to Peter and said, "If you need me for anything, call me cutie pie!"She winked at him and dashed off from the area.

Jessica's mouth and dropped and said to Peter, "Was she just fucking hitting on you?!"

Miriam lightly tapped Jessica on the shoulder and said, "Jessica! What your language!"

Peter had a slight blush on his face and said, "Yeah….I guess."

Jessica gave him an angry look and yelled loudly to the point where everyone in the room was staring at her. "OH MY GOD, YOU'RE BLUSHING! She's 32, Peter! And you're only 18! That's like pedobear status right there, you know?!"

Peter said to Jessica, "Well, why do you care? I thought we were only friends!"

Jessica angrily stammered as her cheeks became beet red again, "W-W-Well, because you're my friend! And I don't want to see my friend get swept off his feet by an unsuspecting cougar and get his heart torn to pieces down the line!"

Peter stared at her blankly and said, "Oh."

Jessica said to her mom, "I've been having a rough day mom. I'm going back to my room."

Miriam said, "Ok honey, just take it easy ok?"

Jessica stormed away from the cafeteria down to her room. She thought to herself, what the fuck was that all about? And I thought he actually liked me! Then why did he ask me to cuddle with him that night?! I even gave him a kiss on the cheek! TWICE! And now Ms. Danvers is hitting on him! I just have too many things to do right now. I need to go to sleep. I sure hope nothing crazy is going on at Oscorp, god I feel like vomiting every time I think about that monster's name. Ok, Jessica. You need a nap, you've been having a rough day today.

Back in the cafeteria, Miriam apologized to Peter and said, "I'm sorry about Jessica, Peter. She's been having a emotional day today."

Peter thought about last night's event when he and Jessica were ambushed by Harry Osborn, and Jessica getting knocked completely unconscious in the beginning of the fight, and getting caught off-guard. He realized how that event must have been really humiliating for her. Peter replied, "I understand, Mrs. Drew."

Miriam got a little closer to Peter and said, "By the way, this is about Curt Connors."

Peter asked, "What's it about?"

Miriam replied, "Make sure to keep an eye on him. He's been acting all twitchy and strange these days."

Peter had a slightly confused expression on his face and said, "Sure thing, Mrs. Drew."

Miriam replied, "You can call me Miriam. I'm totally fine with that."

Peter replied, "Sure thing, Miriam."

After lunch, Peter went to the third floor in room 304 to continue with his daily lessons. He entered the room, and recognized that there was a giant obstacle course. Along with the obstacle course, there was a balance beam, a pair of uneven bars, and a yoga mat. In front of Peter, there was a tall woman with full black body suit on. She had a very slender and fit body. She had dark green eyes that had the looks of a deadly assassin. Her lipstick was dark red that gave off the vibe of someone who was sexy but not to be fucked around with. She had very long straight red locks that reached almost all the way down to her butt that was wrapped around with a golden utility belt with tiny circular pockets throughout the whole contraption. She had also a two very peculiar sets of thick, long bracelets that had little holes along the edge of the bracelets that looked like a portable machine gun of some sort. She said, "You must be Peter Parker, A.K.A. Spider-Man."

Peter immediately realized who this was and went into fanboy mode again and said, "And you must be the one and only BLACK WIDOW! I had a crush on you when I was in 8th grade! It's truly an honor to meet you ma'am."

Black Widow twitched her eyes and Peter said, "I'm sorry, I meant Miss."

Black Widow said, "That's better."

She reached out her hand and said "Natasha Romanoff. I'm your Espionage Skills Expert."

She whipped her long red hair back as she walked back and forth and said, "Now, was that your first lovers' quarrel in the cafeteria? Your girlfriend caused a lot of ruckus back there."

Peter's face blushed heavily this time and said, "Oh no, we're just friends. She's been just having a rough day, I've been having a rough day, so we got into a fight. That's what friends do right?"

She then smiled at him and said, "Sounds exactly like a lovers' quarrel to me."

Then she jumped up in the air and came down to the ground as she lifted Peter's throat against the wall and said as she gave a venomous look to him, "If you ever make her cry, I will personally make sure to cut off your fucking balls while you're sleeping…. Ok?"

Peter gulped in terror and said, "Ok."

Black widow let go of Peter and said in a happy manner, "Good! Now let's get started on the lesson! How's your overall balance, Peter?"

Peter was still trying to catch his breath and said, "I'm….COUGH pretty decent at it."

Natasha said, "Let's see you on this obstacle course without sticking to walls."

Peter also had very good balancing skills due to being Spider-Man. He could balance on almost any object not matter how big or small or how irregularly shaped the object was. Peter jumped on the course as he started with a couple of platforms to jump over, which was an easy task. Then he faced a narrow balancing beam, which wasn't too hard for him either, as he just breezed through it. He came through a pair of balancing beams that were moving up and down. Right after that, he encountered multiple floating platforms that were moving very fast and many directions. Peter jumped up and down the platforms with ease until he made a landing error on the final landing area and fell 50 ft straight down to the ground right on his back. Peter yelled, "Goddamnit! That hurts. Ooh boy that hurts."

Black widow said, "Oh, stop being a crybaby!"

She lifted peter up his feet and said, "That wasn't horrible but not great either. Your movements are way too sloppy and I can hear your every footstep on that obstacle course. We need to do some basic training."

Peter proceeded to go on the basic training. The training consisted of quietly walking on the balance beam, speed exercises, maneuvering exercises that consisted of Natasha always knocking down Peter down as they were having a friendly conversation. This process went on for a couple of hours.

Natasha said, "Never let your guard down. You never know what's gonna happen in any situation."

She did a quick under sweeping move with her feet as she knocked down Peter off of his feet again. Peter replied painfully, "I think I get the idea now. Can we stop for fuck's sake? I think my back's still hurting."

Then she got him off of his feet and said, "Well, we should do some Yoga! That'll help a lot."

They went to the yoga mats and she showed him a very few basic poses, like the Warrior and the Tree pose. After they were done with the training, Peter let out a relaxed sigh and said, "Well, I'm glad that's over. I'll see you tomorrow Natasha!"

Natasha replied, "You weren't too shabby for your first lesson kid."

She then lightly tapped Peter on the shoulder and said, "Hey, Jessica's a really sweet kid. Take a good care of her ok?"

Peter replied with a smile, "I know."

As he was leaving the room and Natasha yelled, "I'm not kidding about the cutting of your balls part! Don't test me kid!"

Peter left the room in a hurry and thought to himself, I can't believe that Hawkeye is actually into this deranged woman. She's crazier than Michele Bachmann! Maybe Hawkeye's into that whole S&M thing…..what a weird fucker. I sure hope Jessica's ok though. Why was she getting all mad at me for like that? I mean I know that Ms. Danvers was hitting on me….WAIT, was she being jealous at Ms. Danvers? Nah, get over yourself Pete, there's no way that Jessica's into you like that. That cuddling session didn't have any meaning behind it. We didn't even kiss on the lips, so it's fine! We're just friends. Girls are confusing."

He went inside his room as the day became a late afternoon at around 6:30. He took off his sweaty uniform down the tube that goes straight down the washing machine, so he can use it next day. He then noticed a stack of Rosetta Stone CD's that had a language subject for each CD. On the top of the stack, it was another note from Coulson that said, Enjoy your homework! Love, Coulson.

Peter ripped apart the note to many pieces and said in a frustrating manner, "Haven't you harassed me enough already, you fucking jackass?!"

After he took a long shower, he put his casual clothes on that consisted of his usual plain white t-shirt with a blue jacket, jeans and blue sneakers. He then proceeded to get some food from the cafeteria and brought the food back into his room. He took out his laptop and plugged in the charger and powered it up. He started to put in the Spanish CD first because that was the one that he was most comfortable with, even though he pretty much failed it at during high school.

Peter said to himself, "Well, here goes nothing."

After a couple of hours studying in his room, he heard a beep from his android phone. He checked it, and it was a message from Jessica that said, Hey Dork-Face.

Peter replied back and typed, Are you feeling better?

Jessica replied, A little bit. What are you doing right now?

Peter replied back, Working on my Spanish. God help me.

Jessica replied back, LOL do you need help with that?

Peter replied, Si senorito.

Jessica replied, OK. You definitely need some help with that. I'll come over ASAP. Where's your room at?

Peter answered, 203.

Jessica also came dressed in a casual attire that consisted of a red collared t-shirt, black jeans and yellow Nike shoes. She came front of Peter's door and knocked. Peter opened the door and said, "Hey Jess, thanks for coming. It means a lot."

Jessica said jokingly, "Really? Senorito? You need so much help, Peter. Did you like forget everything that I taught you during high school on Spanish I and II? "

Even though Jessica didn't really excel at science and math like Peter did, but she did excel in foreign languages and social science. And she was a really good Spanish speaker. After she spent an hour helping him with stuff, Peter just had it enough. He was ready to hit the hay.

Jessica said to him with a stern expression, "Now, don't forget your verbs and conjunctions! And I'm gonna be testing on you on all the colors and the animals by the end of the week, so you better not fucking slack off, Dork-Face!"

Then Jessica added, "Peter….do you want to hear the rest of my origin story?" Peter said, "Yeah, sure."

What is the rest of Spider-Woman's origin story? And why is she so scared of hearing Norman Osbourne's name? And what is cooking up in Oscorp as Captain Marvel goes over there to do some recon? Find out next time on Spider-Man: Secrets of Oscorp!

A/N: Let me know if this chapter was too long or not. And as usual, reviews will be greatly appreciated. And those of you who are following and keeping up with the story, you guys are really freaking awesome. Thank you.