Finn groaned as he woke up and moved his stiff body. Hangovers were kind to no one. He opened one bleary eye and managed to spot the chrono. 1500 hours. He had slept most of the day away. He pushed himself up and off the bed. He headed over to the fresher and set it for warmer than tepid. He undressed and let the hot water run over his stiff muscles. He could feel his head clearing and the fog the hangover lifting slightly. He closed his eyes as he let the memories of last night replay in his mind. Rey's face of pain. Rey's expression of incredulity. Then...she was gone. Vanished in front of their small crowd of people. At their engagement party. Finn had been on the brink of marrying the woman he had grown to love so deeply. The first woman he had run into after defecting the First Order.

The woman whom his maniacal ex boss had also been in love with. And bonded to.

He knew about their bond. Rey had told him, otherwise how could one explain such a deep depression she had after such a large victory for the rebellion. She had confessed to him he thought, mainly because she needed to vent. She had been so pent up with his death and what had transpired on Exogol that she needed to voice it. He listened to it all. Not just about him, but also how she had felt the power of all former Jedi masters feed through her to kill the most powerful Sith Lord. She had felt used at that point. She could never really commune with the Force, that was never her forte. She had tried so hard to connect and dialogue with anyone in the Force other than Leia, but to no avail. No one came to answer her pleas. Not even when that murderer had died. She confessed to trying to many times to connect with him, to see him as a Force apparition, but never succeeded. She had felt abandoned and screwed over by the Force.

He didn't blame her because she had been. Her bond mate was someone who she could never have a future with. A girl with abandonment issues and who longed for a family of her own was given the worst possible match as a mate by the Force. One that could never produce the life she wanted, and the love she yearned to feel. She was the descendent of a evil ruthless man, worse than Kylo Ren, by means of a clone. In a way she wasn't even made naturally. She was bestowed with the ability to wield the Force, but no one to teach her. Luke was dead. Leia had tried to train her, but even the general's knowledge was limited. Those that she had began to care for, Han, Luke, Leia, had all been taken from her.

Yeah, the Force can go suck a dick.

And now the damn thing had allowed his fiancée to be taken away to a place unknown. There were only two things he was sure of: she was safe, and she was with Kylo Ren. Who else would whisk her away like that? If it had been anyone, anyone else at all, they would have chosen a time and place where they knew she would be alone and they could speak at length. But no, she was taken in front of witnesses, by surprise, and physically vanished. 'Why haven't you come back love? What could be taking so long?' Finn sighed and turned the water off. He stepped out and began to towel himself off.

He knew that she needed closure from that murderer, but what the kriffing hell could be taking so long? He cleaned the steam from the mirror and clenched his jaw. 'As long as he stays dead and I get her back, that is all the matters. He is dead.' Reminding himself of that fact brought a wry smile to his face. All was right in the world now. That murderer was never to return. Finn, once he learned who Kylo Ren really was, never once pittied him or felt a modicum of anything that wasn't indifference. He had been born to a a privileged family. A mother who assuredly had made her mistakes, but loved him. Same with his father. But the bastard had known them. Grown up with them. Held precious memories in his mind of a childhood with a family. Finn did not. He did not know who his parents were or if they were still alive. Siblings? He didn't even bother to think about that. He had been forced into servitude since childhood, and did not fight against it. It had been the only roof over his head and food in his belly he could remember.

Once he had felt it in his bones that what the First Order was doing was immoral, he had turned on that. He had made the right decisions in life. And since then had only lived to bring peace to the galaxy, to do good. What did that murderer get for a few hours of repentance? To live on with his family int he afterlife as a Force ghost. And on top of that, he apparently also got to see Rey whenever he wanted. But he could never touch her, kiss her, or hold her like Finn could. Why? Oh yeah. Because he was dead.

'Fuck you Kylo Ren. You screwed your own life up, you deserve nothing more.'

Finn felt a shrewd satisfaction within as he cursed the man. He savored the feeling and let it suffuse his thoughts and emotions. He would be getting married to the purest woman in the galaxy tonight. And he would be watching. Finn would consummate their union tonight, and he would be watching. She will eventually be heavy with his child, and that murderer would be watching. Finn grinned at his own reflection at these thoughts.

'You have everything so neatly thought out,' came a deep rasp.

Finn furrowed his brow as he looked around. Had he heard right? He looked behind him and into the bedroom of the suit. Nothing was amiss. What had that been?

'Things are not how you believe them to be.'

Again Finn looked around and was now beginning to feel startled. "Who is this? I may be weak in the Force and have little knowledge, but I know it is the Force at work here."
He looked around the room as if expecting the room to answer him back.

'You are not ready to know who I am, but you will. When you are I will return.'

"How about you don't and stay the hell away from me. I want nothing to do with the Force or you," Finn ground out. His heart was beating faster and his breathing was increasing. To say that he was afraid of the Force was not accurate, but he was wary of it. The Force had a mind, a plan of its own and he knew better than to get actively involved or go out of his way to poke at it. Best leave sleeping dragons sleep.

'I will return,' said the raspy haunting voice.

Finn felt something lift or leave and knew that the owner of that voice was gone. Whatever kind of encounter he had just had, he knew it was not the end though he wanted nothing to do with it. He went for a glass of water and gulped it down letting its coolness effervesce his body and slow his heart. When Rey returned he would have to talk to her about how to permanently close himself off to the Force, or something close to it. He wanted nothing of some other entity affecting his life. The First order had taken the first 25 years of his life. He was not about to give up his remaining years to anything else. He was his own boss. He dictated his own life.

It was when he had finished slipping a shirt on that he heard a knocking at the door. He supposed it was Poe coming to check up on him. 'Him and Rose really need to have a kid,' he thought as he walked over to his front door and opened it.

"Poe, man, a simple call would've-"

"Hi Finn," came Rey's soft voice.

Finn stood struck dumb as he looked at her. Before Rey said another word Finn had his arms wrapped tightly around her. Finn felt something in his muscles relax that he hadn't even realized was tense. She was back. She was home. Rey heard Finn sigh with relief and also put her arms around him in a reassuring hung. Finn pulled back and gave her a relieved smile. She returned it as he led her in his dwelling. It was just as she had left it the day before yesterday when they had been finalizing plans for the engagement party.

"You're back," was all Finn could manage to say, relief coloring his voice. He had all these thoughts and questions that burned his mind, but in the end those two words were all he could put together.

"Yes. I am so sorry for what happened. I didn't know-" Rey started.

"Its alright. You don't need to apologize," Finn said stepping away from her and sighing. His senses were slowly starting to come back to him, the shock slowly fading, "I can deduce where you were."

Rey did not meet his gaze at his words knowing was he meant. "I ran into Poe earlier. He advised me to come around this time because you were...indisposed."

Finn laughed dryly. "That's one way of putting it. What else did he tell you?"

"He told me you knew where I went last night," Rey said getting to the point, still shy to his gaze. She noticed his shoulder muscles tense.

"Was I wrong?" he asked after awhile, his tone flat.

"No. I was with Ben," Rey admitted. Inside, butterflies were starting to form in her stomach. 'I'm here Rey. Keep going.' Rey felt her nervousness ease at the voice of her lover in her mind.

Finn clenched his jaw and breathed out his nose at the mention of that murderer. "So is it done then? You two have said your good-byes? We can go back to our wedding?" 'Keep your cool Finn. He's dead. Remember he's dead. You're here, and she's going to marry you.' He had to remind himself of that because there was another possibilty to how this conversation could go. It was in the back of his mind and something he refused to acknowledge: that bastard remains dead, but Rey chooses not to marry him anyway.

Rey felt her lip begin to quiver. "We...talked," Rey started slowly. Oh stars, she couldn't do this! 'Yes you can do this. You're strong Rey. He will be mad, but he's your friend first and foremost. He'll hurt for awhile, but you both will get through this,' she heard Ben think to her. Rey closed her eyes tightly and breathed. He knew what was coming. He felt it in her demure mannerisms, the way she kept herself aloof from him, her quiet nervousness. Even dead Kylo Ren could not stop being a kriffing hindrance. Finn flared his nostrils and flexed his jaw. Anger began to stir within him like embers that could still go aflame."Rey...do I really need to remind you of everything that happened, of how I found you in Skywalker's old home? Of what you were going to do?" he started with a forceful voice.

Rey shook her head as tears began to form in her eyes. "Then why darling? Why break something so good?" Finn asked in a supplicating voice as he took her hand. "We can be happy Rey. Maybe not fairytale like, but happy nonetheless. We can both have the family we crave for. The family we were robbed of."

"I love him Finn. I can't just-"

"-You can't live for a ghost Rey! He's dead! That stain on humanity is gone! Frankly I don't even know how he was able to become a Force ghost. He doesn't even deserve that. You cannot spend your life pinning for a dead man," Finn said exasperated. How could he rid her of him? What would it take to separate that poisonous tick from the woman he loved?

Rey finally looked up at him with a trembling lip and unshed tears in her eyes. She pierced him with her stare. The gravity of it was the only thing holding him as she spoke. "He's alive Finn. Ben Solo is alive," she said quietly.

Finn shook his head and gave a scoffing laugh. She couldn't mean what he thought she meant. "Being a Force ghost is not the same as-"

"-No, I mean he's here Finn. Ben is here. Alive like you and me," Rey finished just as quietly.

Finn felt his mind short circuit and ice go down his back. He was looking at Rey, but his gaze was unfocused. 'He's...alive. He is alive and breathing...' The embers of anger suddenly burst aflame within him and he fisted his hand.

"NO!" he shouted as he punched the wall of his dwelling. "NO THAT CAN'T BE!" he yelled passionately, his face looking at the wall he had just punched. Rey had stepped back startled from the reaction of her usually calm friend. She knew he would be mad, hurt, maybe even feel betrayed, but she had not counted on this. He was become unhinged and was holding on by a thread. She had to try to placate him. She had to.

"It's a long story, but the Force-"

"-The Force?" Finn interrupted with scoff, "Are you fucking joking Rey?" He finally turned his furious eyes to her. Rey sucked in a breath as she saw the fury upon her former fiancée's face. He looked positively possessed. "The Force...is a nonsensical entity that believes 'balance' is creating a murderous monster. Not once, but multiple times. It 'allows' for these things to happen. And you know what? I'm sick of it," he finished dangerously quiet.

Rey let her eyes glance to the left of her where knick knacks were trembling. 'The Force is reacting to him.'

'Rey? What is that? I'm sensing some sort of power that isn't yours.'

'It's Finn. He's furious Ben. Stay where you are. If he sees you he's bound to kill you.'

'Then you're in danger Rey. He has no control over his powers!' Rey felt Ben finish the conversation and she knew that he was on his way to her.

Kriff.

"Finn please calm down. You nor I are responsible for what the Force does. We merely have to know-"

"Have to know WHAT REY? That if you murder people, kill your father, destroy an acolyte temple, join a sadistic fuck, that you can be rewarded? That you not only can die, but apparently now, be resurrected to have the life that you want?" Finn bellowed. He was beyond livid. Rey could feel something growing inside of that dwelling, something growing inside of her friend. They were not alone in this room. There was a shadow of something beginning to accumilate, a heaviness that was starting to reach for Rey.

"Well shit...sign me up then," Finn said with a feral gleam in his eye.

"Finn this isn't you! Please don't let the dark in! Fight this!" Rey urged realizing that the Force was there with them, with him.

Finn shook his head. "Save your breath. You won't be convincing anyone here of anything. And I think you should leave."

Rey now let her tears fall freely. She was loosing her friend in a way never imagined. She was loosing him to the dark side. "I won't leave you like this Finn. You never left me through any bad times. I won't leave you."

"There was a difference Rey. You hadn't fully given up. At this point, I honestly don't care anymore. The dark side...the light side...its all shit really. I care for none of it. Leave now."

"But Finn-!"

"I SAID TO LEAVE!" Finn roared with his hand extended. Rey felt herself being hoisted backwards towards the door that had been opened. She flung out of it and felt the wall of the hallway knock the wind out of her. The last thing she saw before Finn's door closed was his hand coming back to him and small crackles forming around him. He was uncontrolled. His Force powers had awoken and they were unstable.

Finn breathed heavily as one thought suffused his mind. 'He's alive. That bastard is alive.' He looked back towards the door and knew that Rey was behind it, probably tyring to make sense of what happened. But honestly, he couldn't bring himself to care at that moment. The ire he felt, the power roaring in his veins, the headiness of it all. He would be lying if he said there wasn't a part of him that liked this feeling. Like he was strong. Indestructible. Or at least, formidable.

'He's alive, but he doesn't have to be happy,' came the deep voice from before. 'I told you I would be back.'

"And I told you to fuck off," Finn ground out. The raging power within him was starting to settle.

'You need help don't you? You know not how to wield the Force. I could show you,' the deep voice coaxed.

Before Finn could respond he furrowed his brow as he felt another force sensitive. It was him. Kylo Ren was near. Probably here to get Rey. Finn clenched his fist.

'How about we give him a word of caution,' suggested the voice.

"I don't know how to communicate through minds," Finn said not denying the voice.

'Luckily...I do.'

Ben was running as fast as he could towards Rey. He had felt the surge of energy but thought it may just be the other man's emotions. Then it gained momentum quite quickly, and it became unmistakable. It was the dark side. Rey had mentioned that Finn was force sensitive, but that his wielding of it was nonexistent. This did not feel like that. This felt like his connection with the Force had awoken. And he had made a choice, though he may not be conscious of it. He raced up the building where Finn lived. It took him all of thirty seconds before he reached the hallway where Rey was laying in. As Ben neared her he could see her trying to shake her head and catch her breath.

"Sweetheart what happened? Was that your friend?" Ben asked as he helped straighten Rey out. Rey did not look at Ben. She said nothing as he lifted her up and began to walk her out of the building. She was stunned. Struck absolutely dumb at the turn of events. Never did she imagine that this would be the outcome of the conversation she knew she had to have with him. The worst she thought would happen is she lose her friend, because she would always choose Ben. This was so much worse.

Ben was almost to the front door when he felt something itch at his mind. 'I hate you. You should have stayed dead. But since you are not, might as well make your life interesting.' Ben continued on as if nothing happened, but inside his core turned to ice. It was his voice, Finn's. Somehow he had been able to broadcast his thoughts and narrow them down so only Ben could hear them. However, there was no way that Finn could have learned to do that through the Force on his own. It took time and practice to successfully broadcast thoughts. Unless you were born a prodigy like his bondmate. Ben was not stupid; he was being warned. Finn was conveying two things with this message. One, Ben had a target on him. Two, Rey had chosen Ben over him. She was in his life. She is his life. Thus Rey could be collateral damage. There were no rules to this. Anything goes. He continued to walk until Rey started to be the one to lead them.

"Are you ok? Do you know where you're going?" Ben asked trying to ascertain Rey's mental status.

"We're going to my dwelling and gathering some things. After that we're leaving," Rey said matter of factly. Something had transpired while Ben was lost in thought. She seemed sure of herself. She had a plan of sorts.

"Going where?"

"Off planet. You're not safe here."

Ben did not argue with her. She was right. Only neither of them were safe. Not just him. He kept quiet and continued to follow her. Both lovers were too stunned to do anything else.

"Please be tactful Poe. If they have not reconciled, this is a delicate situation. Don't say anything without consulting your brain first," came the light voice of Mrs. Dameron as she advised her husband. Poe took her small hand, which was currently in his, and brought it to his lips for a kiss.

"Its getting late and we have yet to hear from either one of them. I just want to know if he's ok. You didn't see him before Rose. I've seen Finn angry. This wasn't that. Something changed in him during that moment. Something took over from deep within," Poe said wary. "Whether it was the Force or it was just him being pissed and drunk, I didn't like it."

"Alright, alright. We're almost there. You remember the combination right?"

"Yeah. Its the date he defec-"

Poe stopped and halted his wife behind him as they came upon their friend's door. It was semi open. It didn't matter where you were, a door half open was never a good sign. He signaled for Rose to stay where she was while he approached the door. Upon closer inspection, he noticed no damage to the jam. He pushed the door open and walked into the dinning area and small kitchen as they were the first immediate things in the dwelling. Ice went down Poe's back as he took in the sight.

"Rose!" he called out.

"Is everything alright? What did- oh no!" she gasped as her dark eyes roamed over her friend's dwelling. Things were strewn about in the dwelling; nothing was disturbed in the kitchen. In the living area the couches had been moved from where Poe knew them to be. Two picture frames were smashed on the floor. Poe walked over to them and saw the images of his two friends; Rey and Finn were smiling back at him from one of their outings together behind broken glass. The other was another picture of the couple but it was torn in two. Poe saw that only a specific drawer in Finn's entertainment area had been ransacked. Before he had time to assess the area he heard Rose call from the bedroom. Poe made his way over to his wife and found her near their friend's closet.

"Clothes are gone and so are some shoes. The underwear drawer was also open, but from what I can tell nothing else has been taken," Rose said looking at Poe pointedly. Poe clenched his jaw. He knew what his wife as silently telling him. Their friend had not been attacked. He had left. And in a hurry, a very angry hurry he surmised.

"He talked to Rey. That's the only explanation."

"Then we need to talk to Rey. For him to have left like this without a word, and leaving his dwelling in such a state...I'm thinking it was more than a break up."

Poe nodded. He grabbed his wife's hand and made for their transport.

They arrived at Rey's dwelling about 10 minutes later. Like Finn's dwelling, Poe knew the combination to Rey's home as well. He punched it in and opened the door-

"Poe!" came the shocked voice of Rose. Poe felt the wind across his face as something strong grabbed him. Poe found himself pinned against a wall and looking into the cautious eyes of-

"-What the fuck! You're dead! You're dead!" Poe exclaimed as he struggled against the pressure the ex Supreme Leader was applying to his chest. He could not believe it. Kylo Kriffing Ren in the flesh, because he was in the flesh. Poe's mind was struggling to comprehend what his hands felt; warm heat from a body of a dead man. Horror and shock were beginning to bloom within his chest.

"Kylo Ren we mean you no harm. Please let my hus-"

"-NO! ROSE! STAY BACK!-"

"-Ben! Poe! Ben let him go!" Rey's frantic voice came from behind Ben's large frame. Poe felt the pressure lighten, but not lift. He could not see Rey passed Ren's broad shoulders.

"Ben please let him go! He's a friend," Rey pleaded lightly.

Poe grunted as the pressure lifted entirely. Ren was now standing and looking back at Rey, whom Poe also saw now. She looked relieved as she came over to assess Poe.

"Are you alright?" she asked as she stood in front of Ren. Poe heard Rey's question but did not answer. His eyes were glued to the tall dark man. He noted how he stayed very close to Rey. Ben was still assessing Poe. They did not know each other and he saw him as a threat to Rey.

"Rey...what the hell is going on? Why is this man in your dwelling? Rose said bewildered coming out from behind the door and closing it behind her. No need to have this conversation in front of strangers. Poe was now trying to place Rose behind him as he kept a wary eye on Ren. Unlike Poe, Ren actually was a threat to his wife.

Rey ran a hand through her hair. "That's a bit of a long story."

"Is what happened to Finn a long story?" Poe asked with a hint of accusation in his voice. Ben's jaw twitched. Whether friend or not, this man was starting to annoy Ben. He could sense the same vibe from the couple. They were accusing Rey for whatever it is they thought happened.

"No. He fell to the dark side," came Ben's curt voice causing Poe's eyes to swing over to him.

"Ben!" Rey huffed, "You're not helping."

Ben closed his mouth and looked contrite. He remained quiet as Rey regarded Poe again. She was right. These were her friends and she knew best how to handle them, but he'll be damned if he lets them continue faulting his bondmate.

"I'll ask only once more Rey," Poe said his voice thick with emotion, "What happened to my brother?"

Rey sighed. "I went over to talk to him as you had suggested. He thought I was coming back to him, that I as going to go through with the wedding. He thought that Ben was still dead," Rey ended softly.

Poe nodded. "I can guess how that conversation went, but that doesn't answer my question. I went by his dwelling as it was strewn about. The door was left half open. Was there...Did this harm Finn?" he asked jutting his chin out towards Ren.

Rey shook her head vehemently. "No! Not at all! Ben wasn't even with me when I went to go talk with Finn. He waited outside the building for obvious reasons, and only came after Finn shoved me out of his dwelling!" Rey defended frantically.

"He's not home and he did not make contact with us," Rose said finally in a restrained voice. Rey finally took note that her usually cool and bubbly friend was angry, and probably even feeling resentful. "Is he still alive?" Rose asked.

"I did not kill him if that is what you are asking," Ben finally answered feeling Rey's emotions beginning to crescendo. "We left him alive."

"Speaking of which, why are you? Alive, that is," Rose directed at Ben. Ben looked to Rey as if asking how she wanted to answer that. These people were not Force sensitives, and probably agnostics. Would they be able to understand?

Rey was not looking at Ben though. She was picking something up in her friend's tone of voice. "What are you not saying Rose?"

"She's really asking if you lied to us Rey," Poe said, dismay starting to color his voice. "Did you lie to all of us about what happened on the surface of Exogol? I mean... we weren't there right? It is possible that all this time-"

"-I was really dead Dameron. My body had become one with the Force. Rey did not lie," Ben interjected with a snarl. Logically he could see how the couple concluded this, but he was offended on Rey's behalf. Did they really think the worst of her?

"THEN WHY ARE YOU HERE?" Poe bellowed with resentment and hurt. "My brother is gone! You're alive. And the woman I consider a sister," Poe said with water starting to line his eyes, "chose you over the best man I have ever known. You. The killer of children. The man who took orders from the filth of the galaxy. The man who is responsible for the ruin and decimation of the Skywalker line, and many other lives."

"Poe," Rey started, "Its not so simple."

Poe fanned his hands palm out as he nodded. "Oh I know. Its the Force right? But you you're wrong Rey. It is that simple. This man committed those acts. Facts don't change."

Poe sighed and took his wife's hand as he turned to leave. Tonight was supposed to be a happy night. The night where the four of them would've really become family. Rose and Poe. Rey and Finn. Both couples together like family, in laws. Their children would've grown up together. Countless love filled memories they could have had as a family. All gone. Instead they were left with this raw pain that all thought had been buried. Poe stopped and looked over to Ben.

"You are what the history books try to omit so that future generations won't know how bleak and utterly depraved a human can get. And you're selfishly attaching her to you. You will eventually ruin and obliterate her as well. Its all you and your wretched family know to do," Poe said. Ben looked on with no expression, but inside this man had hit the nail on the head. One of Ben's deepest fears since he awoke was this: all this suffering that he was causing his bonded. All because as she said, gun aimed at the world or him, she would always choose him.

"I'll look for Finn. And when I find him I'll comm you. But you'll never hear from me again after that," Poe said looking at Rey.

"Does it have to be this way? With time perhaps-" Rey started with a trembling lip and voice quivering.

"-Are you really asking that? Paige Tico is dead. Leia Organa dead. I know it was because she wanted to help him, but still, he's responsible for that. Han Solo dead. Chewie, also dead. You are choosing to love gangrene," Poe ended nastily.

"Chewie's dead?" Ben asked softly thinking Poe did not hear him.

"Yes. He put his bowcaster to his head after Rey came back and said you died. That wookie loved you till the very end. Your death was the last straw for him. The last of his family was gone," he said with disgust dripping from every word. "You had a family that gave a damn about you, went to incredible lengths to get you back, and were you worth it? I know that answer, but I guess with time Rey will know it too."

Ben was fuming. Outwardly he remained expressionless, but inside he was seething. Yes, he had a past to answer for. Yes, he was probably the last man in the galaxy that deserved redemption, but by the Force that did not mean that all of his transgressions had to be shoved in his face like shit. He balled his fists and glared at the man before him.

"For all I have done, the only thing I need to answer to you for is when I trespassed into your mind. Other than that, I owe you no explanations you hypocrite. Telling me I know not the value of a family when you yourself would put your pregnant wife in the path of the dark side. Did you not hear me when I said your friend was seduced? That he fell? Whatever events led to it, the present fact is that he is unstable. He needs to be found and directed. Helped through his awakening."

Poe however had stopped listening at two very important words-

"Pregnant...wife?" he said stupidly as he turned to look at Rose. The small woman was blushing and twiddling her fingers. She dared not look at her husband. This event was not planned. For the meantime, the couple had been busy going on their missions to decondition stormtroopers or disband local gangs that were taking advantage of the First Order being gone. They had no time for a child at present. Somehow the implant she had malfunctioned.

"I had suspected, but I hadn't confirmed yet," Rose said quietly.

Poe was staring at his wife as if she had grown another head. He gave himself a mental shake. "The most important moment in my life, and I had it with Kylo Ren," Poe scoffed. He went to grab for his wife's hand and opened the door.

"See you never Rey. I hope...stars, I hope you don't regret this," Poe said finally leaving with his wife and closing the door behind them.

That last click was the loudest sound for Rey that night.

I know that I am updating slowly. I really love this couple and I hope I am writing a good story for you guys. All thoughts welcome. :)