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This chapter sees us discuss the possibilities of the Newborn armies.

Enjoy and see you on the other side.

Oh, and Team Jasper ftw!

Chapter 18

Newborn

"I have foreseen.." Alice said in a vaguely mystical voice. Edward's eyes rolled in his head and he went to poke her in the ribs, causing her to do a sort of half pirouette out of his way. I just laughed.

"Fine," She grumbled "Edward is making me do this. But I did foresee that you would be more difficult if I surprised you."

"You foreseen fuck all, you liar!" I laughed. The Pixie glared at me and turned back towards the target of her 'foresight'. Bella was walking in between Edward and I, with Alice dancing circles around us like a demented ballerina. We were headed in the direction of the Volvo on the way home after another tedious day as school. I vowed, never again was I doing high school. I would start at university next time. This was bullshit.

"In English, Alice?" Bella asked in a small voice.

"Don't be a baby about this. No tantrums,"

"Now I'm scared."

"So you're- I mean we're- having a graduation party. It's no big thing. Nothing to freak out about. But I saw that you would freak out if I tried to make it a surprise party," Alice's attempts at easing Bella's panic were feeble at best. They were not working. "And Edward said I had to tell you. But it's nothing, I promise!"

Bella just sighed "Is there any point in arguing?"

"None. I already tried it," I grumbled. Alice shot me another pointed glare.

"Okay, Alice. I'll be there and I will hate every minute of it. I promise."

"That's the spirit! By the way, I love my gift. You shouldn't have,"

Bella turned a delicate shade of green "Alice, I didn't!"

"Oh, I know, but you will."

"How the hell is someone that small so irritating?" I asked.

"It's a talent," Alice grinned, completely unrepentant.

"Couldn't you have waited a few more weeks to tell me this?" Bella demanded. Now I was confused. If she was talking about graduation, it was only a week away.

Alice put a hand on Bella's shoulder. "Bella, what day is it?"

"Monday..."

"Yes, Monday. The fourth?" Alice spun Bella around and pointed to a huge graduation poster on the front door of the school. Bella's face fell through confusion, shock and finally settled on horror.

"It's the fourth? Of June? You sure?" Alice just shook her head, I looked at the human in confusion and Edward's eyebrows lifted almost into his hairline. "It can't be! How did that happen?" She fell silent, lost in her own thoughts. She looked slightly unsteady on her feet. I took her by the elbow and pulled her gently towards the car.

"We have to get her out of here before she falls over." I told Edward, who dashed to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for us. He helped her in, buckling her seat-belt as she stared blankly into space.

"Bells, you alright?" I asked after we were about half way home. She hadn't uttered a single bloody word since she clocked the date on the poster at school. I might as well have been talking to the steering wheel for all good it did me.

"She'll snap out of it when she gets home." Alice declared. "Now, Kals, your outfit for the party. I was-"

"Oh piss off, Alice! I can and will dress myself." I replied angrily.

"I know that. I was just going to say that the outfit you were considering was gorgeous. I have a couple of hair clips that would look glorious with it..." she said innocently. I turned to look at her and her devastated expression caught me off guard. Well, if I didn't just feel like the wicked witch of the west...

"I'll buy you the broom stick, Kali," Edward piped up from the drivers seat. His concentration was split almost 50-50 between the road and Bella, so he didn't even bother looking at the person his sarcasm was directed at.

"Bite me, Romeo," I spat.

"I'd leave a scar,"

"I'll add it to my collection, Edward," I countered, causing him to flash a crooked grin before it fell again."She will be ok, Edward," I added mentally. "She has just ran out of human time. She isn't ready yet."

"I know," he replied quietly to keep it off Bella's radard, although with the state she was in, he could have shouted it in her face for all the notice she was taking.

"Just get her home and we will deal with it later," Alice suggested. We had got to the mouth of the driveway when Alice and I jumped out of the car.

"See you later, Bella," I called, hoping to break whatever pseudo-catatonic state that appeared to be gripping her. "Bella!" I yelled, not four feet from her face.

"Huh?"

"I'll see you later?"

"M'kay,"

"Edward," I thought "Get her home." He nodded once and shot off down the road again. "She ain't ready," I noted as I walked with Alice up the driveway.

"It would appear not. Her future is always solid. Her with bright red eyes and diamond hard skin. But if flickered just then. Scared the heck out of me," Alice sounded worried.

"What does that mean?"

"Well, I think we can assume that it means, and I quote, 'She Ain't Ready'"Alice giggled in spite of herself.

"She shouldn't be turned until she is completely ready. I won't allow it. It's traumatic enough without having a sword dangling over her bloody head."

Alice huffed a little in agreement. "Tell it to Bella, she won't listen to us,"

"Does she not understand what this means?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, let's see," I mused, coming to a stop at the foot of the porch steps. "Charlie is a problem. He is the chief of police and I don't have to be a rocket scientist to know that he will have every police service in the continental US looking for her when she goes missing. It will kill him and it will cripple her to know that she is hurting him. She needs to start putting distance in place so that it won't hurt as much when the break finally happens. She needs to continue and push the distance that is already in place with her mother. Not to mention the rather unreasonable and, frankly, dangerous relationship she has with the wolf.

"We all never got the chance to say goodbye to our families. Some with more extensive families than others. She will get that chance. She will be able to give them some sort of peace of mind and I don't think that the best way to do that is to just randomly jump in front of the first set of venomous teeth she can find. Honestly, I pity her. If that had been my choice to make, I woud have bottled it. I couldn't do what she is choosing to do. The strength it will take for her to finally do it will be extraordinary and I don't know if she knows just how much it will hurt to do it."

"Well, when you put it like that..." Alice said quietly.

"You didn't think about that when you all agreed on letting her become like us?"

"No, I didn't," She answered in a small voice. "But I saw her when we left. My visions of her were horrifying, Kali. It broke my heart to see her like that. I couldn't let that happen again. The whole family miss her when she isn't here. Even Rosie, though she would never admit it to anyone. This is what we all want." She finished, her voice a little stronger by the end of her soap-box moment.

"I'm not debating that this is what she wants. Honestly, my itchy, burning throat will be very grateful when she is one of us, but I wouldn't see her rush this. She is so ready to give up on her mortality so that she can stand by Edward's side and feel like his equal. She is more than his equal now and she doesn't see it. They are the most astonishing mated pair I have ever seen. It would kill them to be apart but..."

"It very nearly killed them both." Alice noted.

"Exactly. Edward was to blame for that one. Stupid moronic, trying to control everything Edward. But this one, this is all on Bella. She should have been preparing her family and friends for this for months. Now she has a week before her proposed change date and starts freaking out? Nah, she ain't ready. Something is holding her back."

"This is what she wants." Alice repeated.

"Yeah, and what would happen if we let her go ahead with it? She would still be in very real danger."

"How so?"

"Have you ever seen a newborn vampire before, Alice? She will be a complete savage. Uncontrollable, vicious, and deadly. She will be a hindrance if anything were to happen that we needed to fight. Her instincts would get her hurt and they would get Edward hurt when he tried to defend her. We have a rogue vampire running rough-shot all over Seattle, we have the Volturi just begging the family to make one little slip up and we have a crazed vampire bitch from hell on a vengeance kick, wanting her head on a plate. We can protect her better if she is human. As a newborn, she will be too wild and we can't control and protect her."

"Make's sense, I suppose." She conceded, slowly standing up off of the step we were occupying. "Never thought of it that way..."

"That's because you have never seen a newborn before."

"And you have?"

"Of course I have. I was in the south for a short time during the worst of the Vampire Wars." I stated plainly, not wishing to relive any of the atrocities I happened to witness during that time.

"Did you know Jasper then?" Alice asked, coming to sit down again.

"No, I knew of Maria and what she had managed to accomplish, but I never met him. That being said, of all the vampires that were brough to this life during that time and under those circumstances, he must have been one of the strongest physically and strategically to have survived." Alice beamed with pride and got back up off of the step, pulling me with her. She glanced towards the house. I knew where her thoughts were heading and by my reckoning, he was going to be waiting on her.

"In a hurry to see your soldier or his soldier?" I teased and I nudged her in the ribs.

"Both!" She replied simply and vanished into the house.

"Nice, Alice. Very lady-like." I called after her.

"I'm not a lady, Kali. I am a very dangerous and possibly unstable vampire." I burst out laughing as she flew upstairs. I would be donning headphones for a good part of the evening if her enthusiasm had anything to do with it. The sounds of Slayer and Megadeth tended to tune out the thump-thump-thump noises rather nicely. The look on her face before she bolted was almost worth the sensory deprivation.
Despite that, I still felt a small pang of jealousy. I was getting used to it and I would have to ask Edward about it. The while 'ninth wheel' thing would probably end up get on my nerves after a while and as the odd man out for nearly eight years, I figured he would know some coping methods for it. I missed my companion. I knew now that the relationship I had with him was nothing on what the couples around me had. They would all die to protect their mates and I sat idly while Euan was destroyed. I wasn't sorry about that. He deserved his fate, but part of me just wished that our connection had been strong enough to compel me to act in his defense.

I had my new family now. The wonderful strangers who took me in as one for their own. They brought me more happiness that I could have thought possible. Even with the drama, they were the single best thing that had happened to me. But I knew I was missing something. Something that Jasper turned his back on human blood for. Something Alice searched for for a decade. Something that Rosalie dragged a bleeding Emmett a hundred miles for. Something that Carlisle waited on Esme for ten years for. Something that Bella and Edward had nearly died for. Something that I needed, but didn't know how to find it.

"The police are still reluctant to place the blame for the 39 linked homicides on one individual. In fact, several experts have indicated that there may be more than one culprit, possibly gang related. This is due to the wide range of victims. Young and old, male and female with no race singled out amongst them. All groups have been targeted in, what some are calling, the most violent rampage of serial murder in American History.
"The murders are bad enough," Announced the newsreader. "but there are also the disappearances to consider, almost as many as the murders in number, mostly teenagers or people in their early twenties. The Seattle Police Department urge anyone with any information to come forward and help bring justice to those responsible and to bring peace to the families that have been torn apart by the recent violence that has rocked the city."

"Hey Edward. Ditching Bella?" Emmett teased as they walked into the living room. They had just caught the end of the news report as they came in through the kitchen. Jasper, Esme Carlisle and I were all huddled around the TV, glued to it as another segment on the Seattle situation appeared on the TV.

"It's getting worse, Jazz," I whispered quietly. I knew the other vampires in the room would hear me, but I honestly didn't care.

"We have to do something, those poor people," Esme lamented. Her compassion for others still astonished me.

"Did you see that they are considering a serial killer now?" Edward asked, tossing a newspaper in Carlisle's direction. His usual need to protect Bella from the unpleasant things in the world was not holding up today. Either that or she got to the newspaper before he did.

Carlisle quickly examined the paper and sighed. "They have been debating the possibility on CNN all bloody morning." My eyes were still stuck on the screen.

"We can't let this go on," Edward stated.

"Let's go now. I'm bored!" Emmett suggested. I had to shove my hands into my pockets to combat the urge to punch him in his head. Rosalie hissed from upstairs at his idea and his eyes rolled. "She is such a pessimist," That did it. I was off the sofa and my hands freed before he had time to blink and I slapped him on the back of his stupid, thick head. Hard.

"Fucking idiot," I grumbled as he glared at me. Rosalie muttered a quick thanks from their bedroom as he stood, rubbing his apparently thick skull.

"What the hell was that for?" He growled.

"You were being thick," I told him simply.

"He has a point though, Kali. We have to go sometime," Edward said, agreeing with his dumbass of a brother. I was now fighting the urge to slap him. "Probably not the best idea, sis." He said, smirking.

Now I was really fighting it. "Not right now, we aren't ready," I folded my arms in defiance. Rosalie appeared out of nowhere, practically hovering down the stairs.

"I am concerned. We have never involved ourselves with something like this before. It's not our aren't the Volturi," Carlisle shook his head as he spoke.

"You have never had to until now. This is serious, but we are not going unprepared." I looked pointedly at Emmett who huffed and pouted.

"I do not want the Volturi to come here," Edward said.

"Neither do I. I am hardly in their good books, but this gives us so little reaction time." A powerful wave of emotions hit me. It was excited and scared at the same time. No-one else in the room seemed to be affected. Jasper was demanding my attention. I focused on Edward's gift until I was able to hear his mind.

"Can you hear me now?" he thought. I nodded once to confirm it for him before he 'talked' to me again. "Should we tell them now? About the newborns?" I nodded once, pulling my head down sharply.

"Oh," Edward gasped quickly, snapping his head to look at us. "I didn't think of that."

"It's the only explanation, Edward," Jazz replied in thought.

"I see. You're right, it has to be. Well that changes everything," My eyes shot to Bella who looked thoroughly confused. Edward followed my gaze.

"Perhaps you guys should explain it to the others." I nodded, stood up and walked towards Bella. I held out my hand and waited for her to take it. It still shocked me that she didn't flinch when our skin met. When her hand fell into mines, it sent a spasm of fire to my throat. This girl may not have been my singer, but she was the first human that had even remotely tempted me since him. Edward stiffened at my thoughts. I shot him my very best 'back off' look.

"Chill the fuck out! I am not going to hurt her," I yelled in my head, causing him to wince. "I love this girl and I would jump onto a fucking bonfire before I would allow myself to harm her in anyway, so BACK OFF!". I was getting sick of his overprotective bullshit. We were all working to save his mate, not eat her and he was pissing me the fuck off! I walked passed him, towing Bella with me as I went to sit her on the sofa. As we moved in front of him, he placed his hand on the small of my back. I was in no mood to look into his head but in that small gesture, I sensed his unspoken apology. I took a hold of his hand and looked into his eyes.

"It's okay," I thought, giving his fingers a quick squeezed before releasing him. It was amazing just how astonishingly hard it was for me to stay mad at any of the Cullens for long period of time. I found that Edward was the one I caved to the quickest. He sat next to Bella as I sat on her other side. Jasper looked into my eyes. I focused enough so that I could hear his mind.

"We need to show her the scars, Kali. She won't understand if we don't." He thought. I nodded once and stood up from the sofa again. I moved over to where Jasper was standing by the table lamp and began to remove my jacket. This was a big thing for me. I had always either worn a long sleeve shirt or a jacket. I wasn't ashamed of my scars, they just didn't inspire confidence or security in others of my kind. It was with a degree of trepidation that I cast my jacket onto the seat I had just vacated and stood next to Jasper. I saw from everyones mind that they hadn't been expecting the scars to be so extensive. Carlisle looked slightly sick. Esme looked horrified. Edward already knew about them. Rosalie looked a little more interested than she had done and Emmett just stared at me. Jasper turned his head, scanned my arms and upper chest and shrugged.

"Meh, I've got worse." He thought. I rolled my eyes. "Bella, you are confused," He noted, turning to look at her.

"We're all confused, man," Emmett groaned, throwing himself down onto the spare chair. I felt like hitting him again. Jaspers lips had mashed into a single hard line in an attempt to suppress whatever emotions were plaguing him. Once he was a little better composed, he turned to Bella.

"Bella, how much do you know about me?" She turned to him, her face going slightly pink.

"Not much." Her honest answer was to be assumed. I could imagine Edward would want to protect Bella from this family member's history. Jasper, like myself, was a fierce looking creature. Now, it was Jasper's turn to look confused.

"You haven't told her this story?" Edward just shook his head. "No. I think you can understand why I never told her this particular story." This boy was just too predictable. "Be gentle, please. Don't scare her," He thought. Jasper began to roll up the sleeve of his cream sweater as I stepped closer to the lamp on the table. As he came to stand beside me, Jasper held out his arm so that it was covered in the bright white light. I mirrored his actions and waited for Bella until her confusion cleared. It took a couple of seconds for comprehension to dawn on her. She jumped out of her seat.

"Oh," she exclaimed, shoving the sleeve of her own shirt up. A very prominent double crescent shaped scar marked the skin on her hand. Venom boiled under my own at the sight. I was almost uncontrollably furious at the idea that someone had done that to her. She was perfectly healthy and standing right in front of me, but the anger and outrage just wouldn't subside. "You guys have scars like mines,". Bella's voice broke through my instant- and frankly- startling burst of bloodlust but I still felt the compulsion to rip whatever or whoever placed their teeth upon her skin into a burning pile of marble.

"We both have a lot of scars like yours, Bella" I said, when I finally trusted myself enough to speak. The ragged edge to my voice still held part of the ire I had felt. I shifted closed to the light, allowing her to see the weave of healed bites that wound up and down my arm. Jasper stepped forward to allow her to see his as well. I knew that, for her eyes, our scars would be nearly invisible under normal conditions. But under the bright stark light from the lamp, they were thrown into greater relief, allowing her to see just how battle-worn we both were.

"Oh my God! What happened to you?" she gasped,. utterly horrified as she studied our ruined skin. She was worried about us. This fragile, breakable, finite human was worried about the all but immortal vampires. Just when I thought it wasn't possible to love her any more, my dead heart swelled. I would make it my personal mission in this life to protect her. Not to the same extent that Edward did, that was his job. But if it was within my power to do it, it would be done.

"The same thing that happened to you, Bella. Only a thousand times over," Jasper said simply, rolling his sleeve back down. I could have put my jacket back on, but there really wasn't any point. I moved away from the light, noticing how it had warmed my skin slightly as I sat on the floor opposite the sofa. "You have to understand, Bella, that although you have met centuries old vampires, there are places in this world where immortal life is measured in much smaller increments. I'm not talking about psychotic vampires who are avenging their mates. Or about vampire royalty in Italy. I am talking about those who are new to this life."

"What do you mean?"

"Maybe I should explain?" Jasper interjected. "You see, Bella, I didn't have the same kind of 'upbringing' as that of my siblings here. I, personally, had a rather different beginning,"

The world room shifted slightly with the people inside it either turning to face the TV or to face us, like we were holding court. It was a little odd.

"You have to look at the world differently to understand why. Imagine the world and how it looks to the powerful, the greedy and the perpetually thirsty. Think of a map of the western. Imagine every human life is a small red dot. The thicker the red, the more desirable it is to us. The easier we find it to hunt inconspicuously."

Bella shuddered slightly at the thought. Jasper and I weren't going to spare her the discomfort if it meant that she understood fully. Edward was glaring subtly at Jasper, who was promptly ignoring him. Bella needed to hear this and she didn't need it watered-down.

"The covens in the south, however, don't care much for discretion. They are only kept in line because the Volturi watches them constantly and keeps them in line. If it weren't for the Volturi, the rest of us would be exposed rather quickly."

"By comparison, the North is actually very civilised. Mostly we are nomadic, enjoying the day as well as the night." I said, keeping the conversation flowing.

"Right," Jasper agreed "But it is a completely different world in the south. The vampires there are truly creatures of the night. They spend their days plotting their next attack or anticipating their enemy's."

"Why?" Bella asked, shifting closer to Edward.

"The south is a war-zone." I explained. "There has been constant, unending war for centuries. They don't care for humans other than as food. The Volturi are the only reason they try to keep their existence from humanity, now,"

Bella's eyes grew a little wider. "What are they fighting for?"

"Remember the map with the red dots?" I asked. She nodded once. "They fight for control of the thickest red." I motioned to Jasper to continue, and continue he did.

He went on to explain about how the wars had escalated from coven versus coven fights to all out battles and the methods used to win those battles. He spoke of the most effective method found and of Benito, the young vampire who came up with the idea in the first place and exercised the use of his method. His strategy of choice was to create multiple newborn vampires at once. The strength, speed and power of a newborn vampire was formidable and he had deduced that if he had several newborns, he could easily demolish the neighbouring covens. Benito's forces had obliterated whole covens in the space of minutes with only a few casualties, pausing only to replenish his army before he moved onto the next coven or town. Other coven leaders had got wind of what it was that Benito had accomplished and followed his lead, creating their own newborns in defense. Jasper explained to Bella that for the first year of this life, newborns are dangerous but not impossible to defeat. They are complete slaves to their instincts and as such, are predictable. He declared that, although they had strength and power beyond reckoning, they were unskilled and therefore could be beaten.

"After other covens created their own newborn forces, all hell literally broke loose. Covens were destroyed; hundreds- thousands- of vampires killed and the human population slumped so drastically that a disease epidemic was blamed and the Volturi stepped in." Jasper stated as he stared at the wall, just over Bella's head, as he continued to explain about the Volturi's year-long tenure in Mexico City and the surrounding area as it was one of the worst affected. Since everyone had newborns at the time, the Volturi had, for the lack of better words, cleaned house. Mexico City was completely free of an immortal presence for some time. Once the Volturi left, the survivors began to creep back into the area, trying to stake their claim once more. They were smarter the second time around. Selecting their newborns more carefully, training them to be more discrete to avoid Volturi involvement again.

"That's how you were changed," Bella whispered as the horrid fact dawned on her.

"Yes," He replied simply.

"I'm going outside Edward. I need to get some air." I thought before I moved out into the backyard. I had heard Jasper's story before. I knew all about his sire, Maria, and how she had changed him and what she had used him for. I knew that she had used him to control the newborns and destroy them when their strength waned. I knew about his former brother, Peter, and his mate, Charlotte. They had escaped from Maria's newborn forces, coming back to take Jasper from her and letting him have some sort of peace. I stepped back inside to hear the end of his story. The end wasn't too bad: It was the closest thing to a Happily Ever After I had heard.

"I was in Philadelphia, during a storm. I was out during the day and standing in the rain would attract attention. I stepped into a half empty diner. My eyes were dark enough so that the bright red wouldn't be noticed. She was sitting there, waiting on me, of course." He smiled at the memory

"She jumped off of the tall counter stool and walked right up to me. I was shock. She could have been trying to attack. Her behaviour didn't suggest anything else to me. But the emotions coming from her were like nothing I had ever felt."

"You kept me waiting long enough," Alice finally piped up, dancing towards her true love. " And you ducked your head, like a good southern gentleman and said 'I'm sorry Ma'am' "She and Jasper laughed together at the memory.
"She told me about Carlisle and his family and what she had seen of them. I didn't believe such an existence was possible, but she took my hand and I never looked back." He murmured wistfully.

"Yeah, and scared the hell out of them too," Edward snorted. "Emmett and I were out hunting. Jazz shows up covered in battle scars, towing this little freak-" nodding lovingly towards Alice "who knows them all by name, knows everything about them and wants to know what room she can move into." A round of laughter rippled through the room. "When I got home, all my things were in the garage in boxes."

"Your room had the best view," she shrugged her little shoulders defiantly.

"That was a lovely story," Bella said. My eyes shot to her face and wondered if she had finally flipped her lid. She quickly went on defense as she noted that it was more than myself that was questioning her sanity. "You know, the end part? The happy ending?"

"Alice has made all the difference. This is an environment that I enjoy," Jasper said, hugging Alice close to him.

"What about you, Kali?" Bella asked.

"What about me?"

"Your scars?"

"Oh," I looked to Edward and silently apologised for the way I would have to explain this. "Well, my scars came from centuries of defending myself from mature and newborn vampires alike. I drifted too close to a coven in Paris about a hundred and ninety years ago who had two newborns. I was mistaken as a threat and they attacked. I survived that, but not without sustaining injuries and bites. The majority of the visible scarring is on my arms and across my chest. The newborns hadn't been trained to go for the kill yet. I was quite badly injured about thirty years before that when I was in China. I came across a newborn who had been abandoned by her sire. Se was so young, maybe two months old to this life. Her eyes were the most vivid red and she was wild. She attacked before I could reason with her. I nearly lost an arm that time.

"I also drifted close enough to the south to witness some of the ridiculous devastation that the Southern Wars had wrought on the land and the people. The death toll was nothing short of Diabolical. Humans died to make new vampires. They died to feed the newborn vampires and they died simply because they got caught in the cross fire. I supported and still support the Volturi involvement in the south, if nothing else that they do. They kept and still keep the armies at bay." I didn't need that much detail, just enough to let the family know that I understood what was coming and I could deal with it.

"An army..." Alice whispered "Why didn't you tell me?" All eyes in the room fell onto me and Jasper.

"We did discuss it briefly," I defended.

"I thought I was getting the signs wrong. There is no motive here. In Seattle, there is no vendettas or history. There is no reason for it." Jasper reasoned. I moved to stand beside him and clapped him on the shoulder.

"We have both seen this before though, Jasper. There is no other explanation. They are untrained and running wild all over Seattle. They are causing trouble and getting noticed. It can't be long before the Volturi step in. I'm surprised that they haven't interceded already. It has been going on too long."

"What can we do?" Carlisle asked, speaking up for the first time since the newborn discussion began. I honestly wished I had an answer for him, but I could think of nothing that would help.

Author Note- Thanks for reading this, we are now over half way and getting into the good stuff. We have a party, training and a hunting trip. Not to mention the Jake/ Bella kissing scene and the fall out from it. Stick with me, you wonderful people.

Kalika (Amanda.)