WEDDING DAY! Omg! And s for what I said in the previous chapter, about these next two weeks and not trying to OVER put out chapters.. well, I'm not going to have to worry about that. My first cousin told me Thursday that she was getting married, and I am the Maid of Honor. So, we've started to plan her wedding. It's really gotten me excited to write this chapter!

And for FireFlyFlicker, I know what you're talking about. I noticed the first time he did it. Randy tweeted about that, and he wears one of his little daughters' hair rubber bands on his right hand. So cute, but I would prefer if he didn't mention his wife (LOL jk) because it just makes me sad.

But, on with the chapter!

Chapter 10- Our Family Wedding

The week that we had before the wedding flew by in a rush of meetings, planning, and food testing. I swear that I must've gained five pounds, this week alone. It was a relief that we wouldn't have to worry about the decorations; the resort took our colors and promised to make it beautiful. Of course, I would have to see it before hand, to pre-approve. I picked out a three-tiered cake, with complete white icing and intricate blue flowers sporadically around the layers. I hadn't decided on a cake topper, and to be honest, I didn't know what to choose. So, I left that up to the designers. John was in charge of Randy's groomsman cake. I was somewhat afraid to see what he had in mind, but I'm sure it would be amusing. Randy's parents had arrived the night before, bringing my dress and two of my bridesmaid's dresses. My family was set arrive today, something that made me happy, and Zoey would bring her dress, along with Odera's follow girl dress. I had no clue when the rest of my friends would arrive, but I was hoping it was soon. I was driving myself, along with Randy, crazy being cooped up in our penthouse-like hotel room.

It was going to be a small wedding group. Just Randy and I's close family, and our friends. Really, I didn't have anyone else to invite outside my family. My friends were also Randy's. And he had other co-workers coming that he was gotten close too. Which I didn't mind not having many people on my side of the invitation list. The people that mattered were that people that were coming. I sighed, and curled up closer to Randy on the couch, as he flipped through the TV. I was brought out of my revere by a sharp rapid knock on the door. Randy jumped before I could even move, and I watched as he shuffled to the door. He pulled it back, and I heard laughter.

"Hey Randy. Where's Lora?" It was Casie. I felt a smile cross my face at the sound of my best friends' voice. He stepped aside, I watched as Casie, Edoin and my sister, Zoey filed into the room. I slowly made my way off the couch, and hugged each of them in turn in greeting.

"If you don't mind, we are stealing Lora away," Zo said smiling brightly at Randy. He raised his eyebrows in amusement. Casie waved a hand in his direction.

"It doesn't matter if he does care, she's still coming with us," Casie shot out, but everyone could hear the humor in her voice. She grabbed me by the wrist and began pulling me up the stairs. "C'mon, we are burning daylight, and we still need to get your stuff!"

Ten minutes later, I followed Casie back down stairs, to see Edoin and Zoey waiting by the door. Randy had his body leaning against the archway into the kitchen, smirking at the four of us.

"Do I even get an explanation on where you are taking my fiancée?" he mused. And I had to admit, that I would like an answer to that as well. All three of my bridesmaid turned to look at Randy, barely containing their laughter.

"Away from you. It's up to us to make sure you don't see her until the wedding," Edoin said, in a matter of fact-ly tone. "Don't come looking for her, or it will be bad luck. You'll live twenty-four hours without her. Besides, I think John, Adam and Matt are coming to keep you company."

"Do I even get to say good-bye?" Randy raised an eyebrow at them. I saw Casie roll her eyes through her smile as she gently pushed me back towards him. I couldn't help but laugh at the goings-on between my friends and Randy. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tight to his body. I breathed in his scent. The next time I would smell him, he would be my husband. That thought made me both ecstatic and scared at the same time. He pulled away, smirking down at me. "Do I need to mention that I don't approve of strippers?"

I laughed at the same warning I had given to his boys on the night of his bachelor party. And the idea that I would need anyone else taking their clothes off for me to get me "in the mood" was ludicrous. I could just catch a glimpse of Randy, changing clothes, and I wanted to rip every stitch of clothing from his body. But I couldn't help but tease him on it. I turned my head towards the girls.

"Damn, Zo, you'll need to call him and tell him I can't have him." All three girls burst out into laughter.

Randy's hand closed on my chin, and pulled my face back to his. Humor was evident in his eyes. "Very funny." Then his lips were on mine. It wasn't a very passionate kiss. But it was soft, and very loving. He didn't try to deepen it and I knew that he was trying to show me what I had in store for tomorrow. He pulled away, desire flaming in his eyes. "Be careful, and have fun."

I staggered away from him, tempted to stay. Though I knew what would happen if I did. Nothing. We had made an agreement to not sleep with each other until the wedding night. We were breaking so many traditions, that we felt that some should be upheld. And at times like these, it was very hard not to throw that idea out of the window, and pull him upstairs. Hands clasped around my wrists, and pulled me from the room. The last thing I saw was Randy shaking his head, and laughing softly. I heard a whistle from beside, and I turned to see Zoey smiling to herself. She looked at me, and laughed. "Damn, you are one lucky girl."

oo

As it turned out, I had been taken to another hotel room. It was definitely smaller than mine and Randy's, but not stifling. We all had room to move and get around just fine. The TV was already playing a movie, and there was a ton of chocolate laid out on one of the beds. A girls' dream. I was barely paying attention to "27 Dresses" as it played on the screen. The four of us wouldn't stop talking and laughing long enough to give the movie any attention. Though I did notice that it, and several other movies that were stacked to one side of the TV, were movies about weddings and getting married. Every time I thought about tomorrow, a flurry of emotions ran through me. And Zo was the first person to voice this in a question.

"So, are you excited about tomorrow?"

I bit my lip. "Of course, but I just can't believe it. I'm getting married," I whispered the word, as if I was afraid a ghost would pop out at me if I said it too loud. Edoin broke off another piece of a chocolate bar, handing it too me.

"Are you having doubts?" Edoin asked, eating a piece of her own chocolate. I had never thought that. The idea never crossed my mind. Because I knew I wouldn't want anyone other than Randy. There was no doubt in my mind about that. I shook my head.

"No, it's just that tomorrow, I am getting married. The idea is a little hard to wrap my head around."

Casie laughed, and sat next to me on the bed. "You can't wrap your head around getting married, but this," she laid her hand on the bump of my stomach, "is an easy concept?" I rolled my eyes at her, but I knew she had some sense in those words. It was second nature now to think that Randy and I were having a baby. I was so used to the idea. Then, why was it so hard to get the marriage concept? I guess it was because that I would belong to Randy, solely. That included changing my last name to his. My life was no longer about only me. Of course, my life hadn't been just about me since I met Randy. But, tomorrow, it would be official. I would be his wife, and we would start our own life together. Something that overwhelmed me at times; but I never really mind when Randy overwhelms me. I sighed, wanting the attention in the room off of me, because I would get enough of that tomorrow.

"How are you and John?" I asked Casie, successfully changing the subject. I saw her tense slightly, and the light dimmed in her eyes a bit. She shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know yet. I mean, we've talked about it, and he's told me his story, but I don't know. I just don't know what to believe. Why would Elba have been there in the first place?" Casie murmured. I knew that she was still so upset by this whole situation. I had to tell her my opinion of this.

"If you want to know what I think; I believe John," I said, meeting her eye confidently. "And there's a reason behind this. John's never lied to me. Never. And he told me about Elba, and what had all happened. Think about this Casie, why would she have been there in the first place? John hasn't seen her in nearly three years, and I'm sure he rarely talks about her. This was the first I even heard of her. And it would be very hard to have a relationship with her, while with you, when we all travel together. We would have noticed before this." Casie chewed on her lip while my words sunk into her brain. And I could see that, just by the change in her eyes, that she was beginning to see it my way. That she was fitting the pieces together, and thinking clearly about this.

Finally, she smiled softly at me, sending me her silent appreciation."I'll talk to him tomorrow."

The rest of the night passed by uneventfully. We finished all of the chocolate, watched all of the movies, and finally fell into bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was asleep. I was expecting some crazy dreams, because that always happens when I stress out about something; but nothing came. I don't remember anything from my slumber. The next time I opened my eyes it was bright outside, and I was the only one up. Not for long though. Alarm clocks started going off, and one by one, my roommates woke up. I sat in bed, Indian style, staring at the sheets.

"I'm getting married today."

"Don't get into that mood right now," Edoin said, "Your party isn't over yet." After waiting on everyone to take their own showers, with headed out into the hall and down the elevator. We all walked through the lobby, and stopped at a door that I hadn't recognized the entire stay here. Casie pushed it open, and we walked into another lobby. The lobby of a spa. The cream-colored walls were decorated with random paintings and lights, with a large wooden desk at the end of the room.

"We've brought Miss Pierce here for her pre-wedding spa treatments," Casie said, smiling over her shoulder at me. This day wasn't starting off too bad, I thought to myself. "We got you the works: facial, massage, hair-styling and a manicure."

oo

Three hours later, I sat in the prep room for the wedding. I felt completely refreshed from my spa stay. The knots in my back weren't there now, my face was smooth and soft, my fingernails were brilliantly painted, and my hair was perfect. They had pulled all of my hair to the back of my head in a medium high style. My bangs were parted in the same side of my head, pinned back. The loose curls were tucked into place, with none hanging out of the style, except for small pieces that framed my face. A double-banded hair band, in bright turqiouse, slipped on top of my head, with a single blue bell-shaped amaryllis flower pinned in the clump of my hair, with its petals flaring out wide.

I turned and saw that all of my bridesmaids were already getting their dresses on. The style was simple, light turqiouse in color, tank-top style that fell to their knees. A wide white shash tied around their waist. They all had the same colored high heels, matching each other. I looked at Odera, running around the room with her basket of flower petals. Her dress was simple, made of white with banner of blue around her waist and that the foot of the hem. I sighed, and decided that it was my turn to get dressed. I unzipped the garment bag, and pulled out my dress, carefully slipping it over my head. I pulled the Greek style dress in place, and slipped on my flat white-embroidered ballet flats. Taking out the long veil, with the edges bejeweled in clear small crystals, I clipped it right under the layer of pinned up curls. It flowed softly down my back. I fixed the clasp of my teardrop diamond necklace around my neck; the last thing my father ever gave to me. And I turned to admire my appearance. The material of the dress followed and swayed at my every movement. And I really loved how it hid my bump somewhat.

"Fifteen minutes," I heard my mother say as she entered the room. My heart raced as I turned towards her. I would be getting married in fifteen minutes. But when I laid eyes on my mother, I calmed some. She always had the affect on me. I watched as my mom's hand covered her mouth, and even from this distance, I could see the tears in her eyes. She crossed the room, and took me in her arms. "You look gorgeous, baby."

"Wait!" Zoey exclaimed, suddenly remembering something. "We need something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue!"

"I've got something old," Mom said, and fished through her purse. I gasped as she pulled out my grandmother's old diamond earrings. The dangled softly from a white-gold chain. I quickly changed into them, hugging my mother. "You can keep them dear."

"I've got something borrowed," Zoey said, taking off her diamond tennis bracelet that Daniel had given her. She fixed it around my wrist, and smiled up at me. "Believe me, it's borrowed. I will want this back!" I laughed at her, hugging her tightly.

Casie and Edoin handed me a small box. "And we got you something blue," Casie said, and I opened the box, and laughed again. Inside was a blue-laced garter belt. I quickly sat down, and slipped it up into place. Zoey put her hand on her chin, in thought.

"We still need something new."

I shook my head, a smile coming to my face. "I don't think that'll be a problem," I said, resting my hand on my stomach. Everyone seemed to get that my something new came from Randy, and was in the form of little boy. And as if on cue, he kicked against my stomach, making me smile brighter.

There was a knock at the door, and we all hurried out into the hallway outside the room. I saw the groomsmen standing in front of two closed double doors. All three of them in a black tuxedo, with a vest and tie that matched the bridesmaids dress. John, Adam and Nathan look up at the sound of our arrival. A smile broke out on each of their faces. And I felt a blush creep up my face. I had the whole blushing bride stereotype in full effect. That, teamed with my pregnancy glow, I wasn't sure how I looked. The men each took a turn in hugging me and kissing my cheek. Then they lined up with their assigned bridesmaid. A resort worker handed each girl a single white lily with a white ribbon tied around it. Then she handed me a bouquet of blue amaryllis and white lilies, with baby's breath punctuating the arrangement. It was an amazing bouquet. I felt a warm hand rest on my shoulder, and I turned to see Bob standing behind me. His eyes were bright and loving as he stared at me.

"You look beautiful," he said, hugging me softly. I hadn't even got married yet, and everyone kept hugging me. I smiled my thank you at him, and he slipped his arm around mine, hooking our elbows. My eyes started stinging, and I forcibly tried to blink the tears back. I couldn't cry before the ceremony actually started. Bob and I stood off to the side, as I heard Canon in D Major begin to play. It was beautiful piece of music, that I had often heard during wedding ceremonies in the movies. The doors opened inward, and Edoin and Adam walked in, arm in arm. They were soon followed by Casie and Nathan. And before Zoey and John walked down, she turned around and blew me a kiss. I waved back at her, and watched Odie enter the room, and fling her flower petals about. The doors shut, and Bob ushered me to the door. I hadn't known I had started to shake, but Bob looked down at me and smiled. The music shifted; and "Make You Feel My Love", the piano version, echoed through out the halls. The song made a smile come to my face. I had loved that song so much, and I really thought it related to our relationship. The doors opened wide, and I heard the scuffle of chairs and feet, as people stood up.

The decorations barely registered for me. I had seen them early this morning, and I had loved the flower arrangments, and the lace and ribbon placement. A white roll-out carpet led the way down the aisle, and candles were lit all over the room. I saw people on my left and on my right, but my eyes found Randy right off. He was standing next to the preacher, looking like a vision. His suit matched the groomsmen, blue vest and all. But it wasn't his clothes that caught my attention. It was his face, and the look on it. The smile on his face was bright, and the only thing I could read on his face was love. Nothing else was present at this time. His love was shining bright for me, burning for me. The moisture returned to my eyes. If it wasn't for Bob walking with me, and holding my arm, I wouldn't have been able to move. I wouldn't trust my knees at this point. The walk down seemed to take forever, because, now more than even, I just wanted to be next to Randy.

Finally, we stopped in front of the stairs. Randy walked down the steps, and greeted his father and me. Bob turned to me again, and bent down and kissed my cheek. I mimicked his actions, squeezing his hand in vase appreciation. He turned towards his son, and handed him my hand. Randy's warm hand closed around mine, and he slowly pulled me to him. My smile on my face was beginning to hurt my cheeks. He guided me back up the stairs, and we stood facing the preacher. I handed my bouquet to Zoey, and faced Randy. My heart was pumping so fast, I wouldn't have been surprised if Randy could hear it.

"We are gathered here today in the face of this company, to join together Randal Keith Orton and Lora Jade Pierce in matrimony; which is an honourable and solemn estate and therefore is not to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly, but reverently and soberly" he spoke. I was having a hard time paying attention. Just knowing that Randy was right beside me, and that we were getting married at this very moment caused my attention span to run wild. "Into this estate these two persons present come now to be joined. If any one can show just cause why they may not be lawfully joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." There was a few moments of silence, and I felt, if anyone would have even coughed, I would have kicked them. Nothing was going to take this moment from us. We had worked so hard to get here.

"Please face each other. Randy, you need to repeat after me."

I never heard the preacher feeding the lines to Randy; all I heard was him. "I,Randal Keith Orton, take you, Lora Jade Pierce, to be my wife," he smiled down at me. My heart was in my throat. I knew the moisture was in my eyes, threatening to run down my face. "My constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live."

The preacher turned towards me, and I only knew he was speaking to me because I heard my name. Randy vowing his life to me was my sole thoughts. "Lora, do you accept his vow?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat, a tear rolling down my face. "I do."

Randy's smile was blinding. My heart stretched against my ribcage. I heard the preacher order me to repeat after him, and I uttered the same vows as he just did. I couldn't take my eyes away from his bright blue stare. I only prayed that my voice didn't start to crack. I wanted to sound as resound and loving as he had. I didn't want to seem like some crying, weeping baby. I finished reciting my promise, and the preacher turned towards Randy. "Randy, do you except her vow?"

"I do."

"Present the rings please," the preacher asked, and I turned towards Zoey, accepting the ring, and Randy did the same thing John. The preacher signaled for Randy to go first. He reached out for my left hand. "May this ring be blessed so he who gives it and she who wears it may abide in peace, and continue in love until life's end."

"I love you," Randy whispered to me, never taking his eyes off mine, as he slid the band in place on my ring finger. I bit back a sob. Looking down at my ring, I could tell that Randy wouldn't spare a time to buy me diamonds. Seven small, square cut stones lined the head of the silver band. It fit perfectly against my engagement ring. I could make out the sniffles of the attendees, barely, and it made me feel better that I wasn't the only one getting emotional. Then, it was my turn to give Randy his ring.

"May this ring be blessed so that she who gives it and he who wears it may abide in peace, and continue in love until life's end." I grabbed his left hand.

I held his ring in my hand. I hoped he would like it. It was granite-gray in color, and was made out of metal that was highly scratch-resistant. A celtic design knotted in a pattern around the middle of the ring. My trembling fingers slowly pushed the ring on his finger. As soon as it was in place, his hand closed around mine, and looked up at him, again, taken aback by the showing of love in his eyes. I whispered three small words. "I love you."

"Randy and Lora have consented to live forever together in wedlock, and have witnessed the same before this company, having given and pledged their life, each to the other, and having declared same by the giving and receiving of a ring, I pronounce that they are husband and wife." The preacher smiled at the two of us. The words "husband and wife" still ringing in my head. "You may now seal the promises you have made with each other with a kiss."

Randy stepped closer to me, resting one hand at my waist, the other held the back of my neck. I sighed, closing my eyes, and pressed my lips against his. His lips were soft, and strong. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. I didn't want it to end, but I soon felt Randy pull away. He smirked down at me, and I blushed. I knew I almost put on a show for the entire attendees. I heard the small ripple of laughter throughout the room, which only enhanced my blush.

Then the preachers' voice echoed across the room. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the loving couple Mr. and Mrs. Randy Orton!"

Applause broke out, filling the silence. They were all on their feet for us. Randy turned me towards the room, and all the smiling faces. After everything was over, I now focused on the guests. I noticed that on my side of the room, in the front row, was my mother, dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief. Next to her was my brother; I smiled brightly at him. Zoey's husband, Daniel, sat with Odera. Behind them was Stephanie McMahon and Paul Lévesque. Next to them was Matt and, to my surprise, Shawn Hickenbottom.

I smiled at them, and looked at Randy's side. Elaine and Bob sat next to each other, Bob holding a teary Elaine in his arms. Becky and her husband, Ryan, were next to them, with their two girls, Lainey and Suzie. Randy's Uncle Barry sat next to Becky. I received a shock when I looked behind them. Vince McMahon sat next to his son, Shane. They were smiling at us, and clapping. But I was shocked at who was next to them. Mark Calaway, otherwise known as the Undertaker, stood next to Vince, joining in on the celebration.

Randy led me down the stairs, and back out of the ceremony hall. It had happened. It finally came true. I was a married woman. No longer was I Lora Pierce. I was now, and for the rest of my life, Lora Orton. I took a deep breath, and laced my fingers with Randy's. He looked down at me, joy shining on his face. All I wanted to do, was kiss him senseless. To take him upstairs. But I couldn't just yet. We still had the reception. We walked down the short hallway, and had our pictures made. The whole wedding party gathered with us, each taking their own group pictures. Fifteen minutes later, we entered the reception hall to grand welcome. People swarmed us. I only got a glimpse of the centerpieces that resembled my own bouquet, and the matching colored-decorations hanging from the walls. Arms were around me, hugging me. I heard words called out at me, congratulating me. Stephanie was grinning from ear to ear when she hugged me.

After everyone seemed satisfied that they spoke to Randy and I, it was time to cut the cake. I heard Randy start laughing the closer we got to the table. I looked up at him in confusion, but he just pointed at the cake. I looked and saw my three-tiered wedding cake, white with blue flowers, sitting in an arrangement of table decorations. But the cake topper caught my eye. There was a Randy Orton action figure placed on top, with his arms in a position of shielding hisself. In front of it was a red-headed Barbie doll, in a white dress, both arms outstretched upwards. I knew in an instant that it represented me, and I laughed loudly. Because in the Barbie's hands, a little plastic chair was held high.

"Nice John," I spoke out, finding him in the crowd. I knew it had been him. Who else would have done that? He shrugged his shoulders, laughing hysterically. Casie was standing next to him, rolling her eyes; but smiling. And I noticed when she slipped her hand in his. I smiled to myself. I stood behind the cake table, and picked up the cutting knife. Randy wrapped his hand around the one I was holding the knife with, and together, we sliced through the first piece. We placed it on a small plate, and cut another one, giving it its own plate.

"Shove it in his face!" I heard Zoey call out over the crowd. I smirked to myself, and pinched off a good size piece from my slice. I turned and shoved it in his face. But Randy had had the same idea. We both got unexpected face fulls of cake at the same time. Icing was on my nose, my cheeks and my chin. Same with Randy. He cleaned his face, and took a clean napkin and wiped me clean. Someone had poured us two glass fulls of this yellow-y looking punch. I noticed that Randy had the same drink, and had opted not to drink. Mainly, because I wasn't able too. He linked my arm, and I smiled. Carefully, we drank our own drinks, arms still linked. Randy was determined to hold out any traditions that he could. He wanted me to have the perfect day.

"C'mon," John said, coming behind Randy, pushing him slightly. "Let's go see your cake!"

I laughed at the enthusiastic look on John's face. I walked side by side with Randy, to another table, with another cake, and plates. I took on look at his cake, and knew that John could have done no better. It was an exact make of the face of the WWE Championship belt. It was amazing to see so much detail that was put into making this perfect. Randy smirked down at the cake, and wrapped an arm over John's shoulders.

"How did you know that I was going to be the next champ?" Randy joked. The funny thing was, Randy had a pay-per-view title match against Sheamus, tomorrow night. I had opted not to know the winner. It was more entertaining for me that way.

As everyone got a plateful of cake and the small options of finger foods, people sat down at the tables set up around the small dance floor. Randy and I sat in between the wedding party, but we didn't eat much. I couldn't eat, my nerves were so wound up. I just wanted to get Randy alone. It wouldn't be too long that that would happen. He was my husband after all. I was owed my night with him. I felt Randy's hand on my knee, as he squeezed it gently. I looked into his eyes, seeing that he felt the same way I did. We were both counting the hours until we could be alone. John stood up, getting everyone's attention, and gave a speech about Randy. Then it was Zoey's turn to talk about me. She started off with humor, telling embarrassing stories from when I was little, then ending on a loving note, wishing me all the happiness in the world.

"Now, it's time for the bride and groom's fisrt dance," Edoin said, calling out over the noise. Randy stood up and held his hand out for me. I laughed softly and took it. He led me to the center of the dance floor, spinning me around softly. I have realized that he always does that, right before we start dancing together, he always spins me around first. I smiled at him as we waited for the music to begin. It was Randy's job to pick out our first song.

"You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything."

My heart, once again, jumped to my throat. This was the song I had chosen for him as a ringtone, because it described what he meant to me. And now, he chose this for our first song. Clearly telling me, that he shared the same understanding of the song. I laid my head on his shoulder, and he pulled me as close as he could. I let him sway me around, as I took in all the events from the day.

"How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything, everything."

Today rated in the top five days of my life. And a couple of those days, involved Randy. Randy pulled back, and brought his face to mine, capturing my lips. I sighed against his mouth. I was married to the man I love. I was pregnant by that same man. How could life get any better than this?

A/N Soo sweet! I hope you all liked it! And don't worry, I'm not short-changing you on the wedding night, like some other authors –cough-stephaniemeyer-cough-.. Lol no offense, I love that series, but that lead up was just a let down. Who agrees with me? lol

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