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Prim's P.O.V
I honestly hope Katniss got my message. I knew I could have taken the guy down easily, but finding my Dad was more important. This could be our last chance at finding him so I had to think quick. Now sitting in a car blindfolded, gagged and hands tied behind my back. I don't know how long they have driven because the moment they put me in the car, they gave me a drug to put me to sleep for half of the drive.
I feel the car stop and then people opening doors. Cold wind hits my face as I am lifted out of the car. I don't make it easy for them to carry me. I put all my weight down and lay died in their arms. I know I'm not fat or heavy but it was at least a good try.
For some odd reason I'm not scared because I have a feeling my Dad is here and Katniss will find me eventually. The person's place me down in a chair and all I can see is darkness because of the blindfold, but that doesn't stop me from turning my head at every sound I hear. I hear foot steps coming from the left.
"Well you're a small little thing aren't you?" A man ask me. I cock my head to the side basically saying,
Really?
"You don't look like much of a threat either." He says as I feel his eyes roaming me in an inappropriate way. I shrug my shoulders basically saying,
If you say so..
He seems to read my gestures and take steps closer to me. I sense his arms raising but not to strike me. He unties my blindfold but keeps the gag over my mouth. I open my eyes and blink rapidly as they adjust to the dim lighting where they are holding me at. When they adjust I see a tall man standing before me with a weird-looking mustache. I narrow my eyes at him and make a snort of disapproval at him. This man looks like a clown.
"I see you are a rude one. I wonder where you get that from. Hhmm...could it be your father?" He ask me with a smirk on his ugly face. I make a growl sound and glare at him making my silent question clear as day.
Where the fuck is he?
Katniss P.O.V
I flick my wrist and the knife pelts the bull's-eye in the center. Haymitch taught me how to throw a knife hard so it won't come out of its target unless you push the handle downwards and pull. I retrieve my knife from the dart board that is on Haymitch's Jet. I didn't even know he had a Jet until now. I stand back ready to throw the knife again but Finnick catches my wrist.
I honestly didn't want him to come with Haymitch, Boggs and I because basically we are on a mission, but then I thought about it. Leaving him alone with Jo who could protect him if anything happened to him, but she isn't that good yet so it was better if he stayed with me at all times.
Last night, with what everything that has happened the only thing I could concentrate on was training. I ripped every dummy to shreds with a sword and shot every bull's-eye with my bow and knifes. I didn't even get a wink of sleep last night. I couldn't because all I would hear was her screams calling my name over and over again. I'm running on pure adrenaline now.
"Katniss, baby. You need to sleep." Finnick says trying to pry the knife out of my hand, but the grip I have on my knife is a death grip that makes my knuckles turn white.
"Sweetheart, listen to the boy." Haymitch says from his seat. I shake my head defiantly.
"No. I promised." I simply say and shake Finnick's hands off of me. He gives me a hurt look but steps back also.
"You promised what Sweetheart?" Haymitch ask curious. I put ten knifes in front of me.
"I promised myself last night in the car when we where hiding from the police in the forest." I say picking up my first knife and test it in my hand.
"And what was it?" Haymitch presses on.
"They will pay." I start to recite my promise and throw the knife hard making it land in the bull's-eye dead center.
"They will all pay for taking her and him away from me." Another knife in the bull's-eye circle.
"I will give them hell and nobody will stop me." Another knife
"I will kill anyone if it means getting them back to me safely." Another knife.
"No Mercy." Two more knifes.
"Only pain." I throw the rest of the 10 knifes and they all hit their marks. I'm breathing heavily because of the rage that is coursing through me right now as I think about them the people who will pay for this. I turn around to find them all with their mouths open staring at me.
"What?" I finally snap at them. They put their hands up in mock surrender and Haymitch shakes his head. Finnick comes up to me with caution like I'm going to pounce on him any minute if he gets too close. I roll my eyes at him. He should know I would never hurt him even if I am going a little crazy.
"Princess, at least lay down with me so you can calm down." He says gently as if not to startle me. I nod slowly and we make our way to the only private bedroom on the Jet. When we get in the room Finnick sit down on the queen size bed and then reaches out to grab my hips and pull me in between his legs.
"You need to relax baby." He says while rubbing soothing circles on my lower back. I sigh in frustration.
"I can't Finn." I say running my hand through my hair.
"Go take a shower and only come out in your bra and underwear." He commands me
"Why?" I ask confused.
"Go!" He just says sternly. I nod and go into the small bathroom with my toiletries in hand. I put them down and turn on the water. I strip off my sweaty clothes and step in. I sigh as the water hits my sore muscles. I start washing up, rinse and then dry off when I'm done. I put on what he told me to put on and walk out the bathroom. I find Finnick standing by the bed shirtless with baby oil in is hands.
"Get on the bed and lay on your stomach." He commands leaving no room for an argument. So I obey him and climb onto the bed and lay on my stomach in the middle of the bed. I fold my arms under my head and lay my head on them. I feel the bed dip indicating Finnick getting on. His hands grip my calf's and spreads my legs apart so he can move in between them.
"Hopefully this will make you relax enough to get some sleep." He mummers and I feel him unhook my bra and squirt baby oil all over my back. Then he starts to massage the oil into my shoulders. I moan out loud at how good this feels. I swear his hands are magical because I already start to feel myself relax more as he keep rubbing his way down my spin to my lower back.
After a couple of minutes I find myself getting sleepy. I try to fight it but Finnick senses this and starts to press harder into the massage and it makes me stop fighting and let sleep take over me.
Finnick's P.O.V
She's finally asleep. I think to myself. I stop rubbing her and go into the bathroom to wash my hands. I have to admit she was scaring me a little when she was telling everybody her promises that she made and the way she would throw a knife. I've never seen my Katniss like that. Not even as she was beating the living shit out of Cashmere. That was a whole new side that Katniss revealed to me. A dark, dark side that I don't want to see unless the situation calls for it.
I walk out the bathroom and see my baby-girl sleeping peacefully. I smile because she looks so young when she is asleep. She doesn't always have that scowl on her face when she's asleep. I bend over and kiss her forehead and stand back up heading for the door. I close the door behind me quietly so I won't disturb her and walk to Haymitch and Boggs.
"How is she boy?" Haymitch ask.
"Asleep." I simple say. Haymitch laughs.
"How in the hell did you manage to do that?" He says after he's done laughing.
"With my hands." I say and wink at him.
"No wonder we heard moaning and groaning coming from the bedroom." Haymitch grumbles and Boggs nods. I shake my head chuckling a little.
"No. Not like that. I just gave her a massage and she passed out during it. Besides she's on her time of the month, if you know what I mean." I say wiggling my eye brows. Their faces scrunch up in disgust and I burst out laughing.
"That is way more than what we would like to know about Sweetheart." Haymitch grumbles. Boggs nods in agreement. Haymitch turns serious after a minute.
"Listen. What you saw 20 minutes ago from Katniss wasn't her. All this she is going through is making her a little crazy so don't be surprise if you see her tackle down a person when we get to where we are going. Just let her be and stay quiet while we are there. Do you understand?" He ask. I nod slowly.
"How much longer till we get there?" I ask nobody in particular.
"We have 3 more hours. So I suggest you rest up." Boggs speaks up for the first time. I nod and go back into the bedroom with Katniss. I see she is still out as I lay down beside her and pull her close. I take her bra all the way off not really caring and pull the covers over us. I put my face in the crook of her neck and inhale deeply.
Lavender
That's her original scent and I love it. I bury my face deeper and start drifting off to sleep.
Katniss P.O.V
I wake with a start not knowing where I am. I look around and see I'm still on the Jet. I sigh and relax a little. I feel more rested then I felt a couple of hours ago thanks to Finnick. I turn over in his arms on my side and see his sleeping face. I brush some of the hair out of his face and kiss his nose. Even in his sleep he scrunches it up.
I hope I didn't scare him too much with my confession and the knife throwing. I always feel like he doesn't deserve me and that I owe him. He always takes care of me and never ask for nothing in return. I want to give him something in return now that we are alone for a little while.
So I slip my hand down under the blanket and palm the bulge he has in his boxers. He lets out a soft moan but doesn't wake up. I slip my hand under the waistband and grab hold of him again. He's already rock hard in my hand as I start to rub up and down his length. He gives soft whimper's each time I drag my thumb over the head spreading the pre-cum.
I release him and take my hand out of his boxers and wiggle out of his arms. I go under the covers until I face his bulge. I peel back his boxers and he springs free. I grab the base of him in my hand and start licking his length and spend extra time on the head at the slit. He's starting to moan louder and bucking his hips up. I moan as I take him in my mouth and start to work him with both my hand and mouth.
I know he's starting to wake up as he's hips come up more forcefully and his moaning gets louder as I pick up the pace. I slow down after a minute and flatten my tongue on the head and drag it across slowly. He whimper's as I tease him and then shudders up a little when I try to dig my tongue into his slit tasting his pre-cum. I moan a little telling him how much I'm enjoying this.
"Fuck baby...I'm gonna cum.." He pants not being able to control the way his hips buck up. I take him deeper into my mouth and moan making it vibrate around him. He stills his movements and cums in my mouth with a loud moan. I work him slowly making sure I clean him up and then lick his head one last time and move up his body. Once my head is out of the covers I see him on his elbows looking at me dazed still breathing heavy. I show him his cum and then swallow all of it and then open my mouth to show him. His eyes roll back and his head hits the pillow.
"Your going to kill me." He chuckled into the pillow. I shrug even though he can't see me.
"I wanted to show you how grateful I am for putting up with me and how much I love you." I tell him and kiss his chest where his heart has slowed down.
"Well now I know." He said and dig his hands into my hair and picks my head up. He kisses me softly while massaging my scalp with his finger tips. I moan at how good it feels.
"I wish you could be inside me." I mumbled against his lips. He groans.
"Don't say things like that or you're going to get me hard again and I don't think I'll have time to take care of myself." He says. I chuckle but nod.
"Okay, sorry." I say and peck his lips and then start to get up.
"Where are you going?" Finnick ask trying to pull me back down to him but I'm quicker than he is.
"I'm getting dress what does it look like I'm doing?" I ask him standing up.
"Well it looks like you're trying to get me hard again and just to let your know your kind of succeeding. Please cover up. No hard feelings." He groans and covers his eyes with his hands but keeps peeking through his fingers.
"None taken babe." I smirk at him knowing he can see it and bend over slowly getting my bra off the floor.
"Dear god Kat. Stop it!" He exclaims frustrated but has an amused smile on his face. I start laughing and stand back up snatching my bra off the floor.
"Alright, alright." I chuckle and put my bra on and then my sports bra. I look in my bag I brought with me and take out a pair of purple athletic running shorts, a plain white t-shirt, some socks and my black running shoes. I put them all on and put my hair in a braid down my back and opt out putting make up on. These people should know who I am so why should I keep my cover up? Thinking that I don't put my light brown contacts in.
I turn around and find Finnick watching me with admiration.
"What?" I ask amused.
"Nothing." He says and gets up. He starts getting dress as I go in the bathroom and brush my teeth and put deodorant on.
I come back out and see that Finnick and I are matching. He's wearing purple athletic sweats, a black shirt, and black running shoes.
"Finnick, did you plan this?" I ask him amused. He just shrugs
"Maybe." He says and walks past me into the bathroom. I walk over to the bedroom door and go out of it.
All the care-free air has left my body and mind as I tense up remembering why we are actually here. I have to give Finnick some props though. He actually made me forget about everything when I was with him. But who am I kidding, you can never escape reality.
I notice nobody is in sight as I make my way over to where I left my knives. I spot my knife belt that I discreetly brought with me on the plane. I clip it on under my shirt and fill it with my 10 knives. Just as I'm putting my shirt down over it I hear footsteps coming from my right and they are not heavy. So I know they belong to Haymitch.
"How are you feeling Sweetheart?" He asks. This is one of his rare non-sarcastic moments that let me know he does actually care.
"Fine. When are we landing?" I ask him as I look for the flash drive.
"We already landed and we leave in a minute." He says. I nod.
"Call Pretty Boy so we can go and here." He throws me the flash drive. I catch it and put it in my breast on the right side.
"That is so appealing" He says sarcastically and rolls his eyes. I shrug.
"I have no pockets." I say. He shakes his head.
"You have plenty of pockets on that knife belt of yours." He says smirking. I roll my eyes.
"Of course you would find it. I'm not taking it off. You never know what could happen." I say a matter-of-fact. He shrugs
"Your right. But I doubt you'll need it." He says. Then adds, "Come on, we're leaving now."
"Finnick, come on we're leaving." I yell so he can hear me. He comes out running a hand through his hair. I grab his hand that is free and we follow Haymitch out and that's when I notice Boggs isn't here.
"Haymitch where's Boggs?" I ask him as we walk up to a building.
"He's already inside." He says and pushes the buildings doors open.
I see a lot of people in suits walking around and then I spot Boggs at a desk talking to someone. We head over to where he is and he see's us.
"This way." He directs us down some hallways and then into a room with only 20 people in it and it has a lot of computers.
When I step in the room something feels...off but I don't know what it is yet. I look around and see everybody staring at me except for 2 people they are too busy on the computer. Someone comes up to us and extends his hand to Haymitch. I'm guessing he's the Boss.
"Haymitch, long time no see." The man says. Haymitch shakes his hand.
"Indeed, this is my niece the one I have talked about and her boyfriend." Haymitch says and the man looks at us and extends his hand to me.
"Plutarch, nice to me you." he greets.
"Katniss, but I guess you already knew that. Didn't you?" I ask as I take his hand and cock my head to the side. He nods smiling.
"Your Uncle has told me a lot about you." He smiles and let's go of my hand and goes to shake Finnick's.
"Yea well I can't say the same about you." I say and shoot Haymitch a pointed look. He just shrugs.
"So are you going to help us find my sister and Dad?" I ask him trying to get this thing moving here so I can get back on the plane and leave. He shakes his head.
"I'm sorry, but we can't seem to locate them. We have tried everything and it always leads to a dead-end when we get close enough to finding the place or our trackers get blocked." He explains. I scowl at him.
"Aren't you guys suppose to be the best at this sort of thing? How the hell can you tell me that you can not find them. It should not be that hard to track two fucking people." I exclaim then pinch the bridge of my nose to try to calm down. I feel Finnick put a hand on my shoulder.
"Sweetheart calm down. Plutarch, Joseph had a phone on him when they took him and so did Prim. Can you at least track down their phones?" Haymitch ask. He nods.
"Let's see." He says and goes over to a man on the computer.
"What's the serial number for the first one?" He ask. Haymitch gives him it. The man types it in and we wait as the computer tries to search for the signal. I look around while they wait and see the two men from before typing away quickly. I cock my head to the side and go over to them. They seem so strange.
"What are you guys doing?" I ask from behind them not being able to see their faces.
"Nothing, that concerns you." I very familiar voice says. I heard that voice before but where? I don't get a chance to dwell on that thought as I hear Haymitch curse.
"Sweetheart, the signal got lost we couldn't find it." Haymitch sighs.
"What about Prim's?" I asked him as I'm walking toward them. He just shakes his head.
"Same thing happened." He says frustrated. I sigh and look up at the ceiling trying to think this through before I lash out on someone.
Think Katniss think. They have tried everything to track them down and they came up empty. But why does it seem like it can't just be that simple. Something is causing them to lose the signal because it just doesn't disappear like it did. No there has to be something else that is making it do that. It has to be an inside job.
My head snaps to where the two guys are. I squint my eyes at them trying to put a face to that voice.
"Plutarch it seems like you have two moles in here." I say still looking at the two guys. They tense up a little but no one notices but me because I have watched their every move.
"What? No that can't be right. We have given everybody in this room a background check." He says not believing me. I look at Haymitch and he nods telling me I'm right.
"She's right someone in this room is sabotaging us." Boggs comments. I turn my attention back on the two men and see one is standing up while the other is still sitting.
Nothing that concerns you.
That voice keeps repeating in my mind. It was deep but manly. It had an edge to it.
He'll kill all of you.
I hear another voice in my head. Then it clicks.
Dear...God...Brown eyes...
That's who it is in this room with the other guy Prim was fighting. I look at them wide eye while everything is coming together. Their height is the same with the same color hair and broad shoulders.
"Well who do you think it is?" Plutarch ask making me look at him. Then I turn my attention back around and find the two men discreetly moving towards the door.
"Haymitch it's them. From Johanna's place." I say and that's when they book it out of the door and I follow running behind them already predicted that they would run. I draw two knives from my belt as we turn down a hall. I throw one and it lodges itself in one of the guys legs but he keeps running well limping now.
I throw the other one and it skits Brown eyes upper arm. He turns his head to look at me and smirks. I growl and draw two more knives picking up my pace. I throw one just as the second guy is turning the corner and it catches his suits sleeve pinning him to the wall from the force and I throw my second one to his pants leg to make him stay there until I come back for him.
I pass him and see him trying to wiggle free and pull the knives out but it's no use. He would have to know the trick to get them out of the wall. I draw two more knives seeing Brown eyes jump over a desk and push people out of his way and throw objects in my way as I jump over the desk also. I dodge all the flying objects and see a dead-end coming up. This is my chance to corner him. He must see this because he stops running and grabs a woman as she steps out of her office and turns around so brown eyes and her is facing me. The woman is frighten as they both take steps back until he hits the wall. I stop a few feet away from them and start walking slowly towards them. He pulls a gun on her and presses it to the side of her head. The woman closes her eyes trembling. I'm breathing heavily now as I try to think of something. I only have 6 knives left and I need to use them wisely.
"I'll do it. Let me go or I kill her and then you." He says. I snort trying to stall him and distract him.
"Then what will your boss do to you? Mhmm? I'm the only one who knows where the Drive is." I tell him and roll my eyes. I twirl the knife in my right hand looking for an opening while he thinks about what I said.
"P-please, just give him what he wants." The woman stutters begging me with her eyes. I get an idea then.
"Listen to her." He says. I sigh pretending to be defeated as I drop my two knives to the floor and kick them aside and then move out-of-the-way so he can pass. He still holds the woman as he passes me but relaxes the gun in his hand and that's when I take my chance. I draw another knife quickly and throw it into his upper left arm making him drop the gun yelling. The gun slides way from us.
I grab the woman and push her behind me and charge at him punching him in the face. He stumbles back a little and pulls the knife out of his arm and lunges forward at me knocking me to the ground on my back with him on top of me. I punch him in the face again and his head snaps to the side but he recovers quickly and raises his arms with both of his hands on the handle of the knife and starts to come down trying to stab me.
I catch the bloody blade in between my hands just inches from my forehead. I hold my breath as I try to keep it from killing me. I let my eyes quickly dart down to where my legs are and see that he is straddling me and left my legs open. I look back up to him and move my head to the far left and let the blade go. The blade of the knife hits the floor and I bring my knee up into brown eyes crotch. He grunts in pain closing his eyes for a second but it was a second too long because I punch him in the face again and quickly crawl away on my hands and knees from him trying to get to his gun.
But it doesn't work as he grabs hold of my ankles, pulling my legs out from under me and starts drawing me back to him. I try to claw at the floor with my bloody hands, but it's no use so I flip over on my back and draw a knife and with a flick of my wrist it lodges itself into his thigh. He hisses in pain and let's go of my ankles to take the knife out of his thigh and I move quickly toward the gun again but he tackles me down again just as my hand was about to in-close on the handle and the gun slides further away towards the woman that I had pushed behind me.
I look at the gun and then back at her and then look at her then the gun hoping she gets my silent message as brown eyes punches my ribs. I hiss in pain and bring my elbow behind me where his face should be and it connects with his cheeks as I see the gun slide my way and I grab the nozzle with my left hand and flip over on my back bringing my right hand to cover my left and pistol whip him across head hard knocking him out.
He collapses on top of me and I groan at how heavy he is. I push him off of me and scoot away from his body until my back is against the wall. I'm breathing heavily as I set the gun down beside me and drop my head against the wall trying to catch my breath. I look over at the woman standing a few feet away from me.
"Thanks." I pant. She nods probably too shocked to talk. I look back at the man who I have named brown eyes and groan knowing I'm going to have to drag him back to Haymitch plus the other guy I left pinned to the wall. I wipe the sweat from my brows and stand up tucking the gun in my waistband and collect my knives off the floor seeing as two if them as blood on them. I stick them back in my belt and walk over to the unconscious man laying on the floor.
"I'm going to take him now." I say to the woman and grab brown eyes right foot and start dragging him away, down the hall. People look at me as I drag him along behind me. I stop at the desk trying to figure out how the fuck I'm going to him over it. I sigh thinking this is really going to hurt my fucking back. I pick him up and heave him over my shoulder and place him on the desk then push him over the edge. His body makes a big thump sound as he makes contact with the ground. I climb over and continue to drag him down the hallway and I see the second guy come in sight still struggling against my knives. I shake my head at this smirking.
"You know that isn't going to help you." I call coming closer to him. He stops struggling and his head snaps toward me and he sees me dragging his partner behind me. His eyes widen.
"What did you do to him? Is he dead?" He ask me. I shake my head laughing.
"Dead? No...well not yet at least" I smirk at him coming closer and drop brown eyes foot and walk myself closer to the other man.
"You crazy bitch. Watch you'll be dead when Seneca is through with you." He threatens and starts struggling again. I roll my eyes.
"Yea, yea, yea. I heard it all before. Now stop moving, would you." I tell him and take two fingers and jab at his pressure points making him go limp and unconscious. I smirk.
"There we go." I mutter to myself and start pulling my knives out of the wall. I step out-of-the-way as he falls to the ground and I put my knives back in my belt with the others. I wipe the sweat off my forehead and flip the guy on his back. I then grab brown eyes foot and the other guys and start to drag them down the rest of the hallways and back to where this all started. I drop one foot and swing the door open and pick the foot back up and drag them into the room.
"About time you showed up. Did you get them?" Haymitch says. I smirk.
"You tell me." I say and drag the bodies further into the room and drop them in the middle.
"Well, I'll be damned how did you knock them out?" Boggs ask nudging them with his foot. I shrug like it's no big deal.
"I had to fight one because he had a gun and then I pistol whipped him with it. The other guy I had to pinned him against the wall while I was chasing them and then came back for him knocking him out by jabbing his pressure points. So they should be out for a couple of hours." I say. Boggs shakes his head.
"You were definitely serious about no mercy." He chuckles. I nod and take off my shirt leaving me in a bra and sports bra and wipe the sweat off my face. After I'm done I look around the room just now noticing it's empty except for Haymitch, Boggs, Plutarch and Finnick.
I look at Finnick noticing him being strangely quiet. I walk over to where he is and stop just out of arms reach. I look up at him not really wanting to touch him with blood on me. He must not care as he pulls me to him putting his face in my hair.
"I watched the cameras and saw everything." He mumbles into my hair. Then adds," I was so worried."
"Well you shouldn't have been. I told you I can handle myself." I pull back giving him a smile. He nods his head and lets me go. My head snaps to where Haymitch is a he ask me a question.
"Is that your blood?" He ask. I shake my head looking down at my bloody hands and shirt.
"No, I had stabbed one guy and he pinned me to the ground trying to drive the knife in my head but I stop it by putting my hands on the blade." I explain and glance back at Finnick seeing a flash of horror come across his face.
"So where is the gun?" Plutarch ask. I reach behind my back and pull it out of my waist band and throw it to Boggs. He catches it easily and gives it to Plutarch who inspects it. He nods and puts it on the desk.
"So what are we going to do with these two?" I ask walking towards them nudging them with my foot.
"Interrogation. We need information that they have." Boggs says. I sigh but nod. I just want to get this over with.
"When will they wake up?" Plutarch ask. Haymitch grunts.
"Probably in about 3 hours judging by the way Katniss hits." They nod.
"Who will be interrogating them?" I ask after a minute.
"You and Haymitch. Good cop, bad cop routine." Boggs says. Haymitch nods smirking.
"I'm the good cop Sweetheart. So you'll be able to rough them up a bit if they don't cooperate" He says. I nod giving a small smirk.
"I can work with that." I say. Then add," But can we do the interrogation on the roof?" They all look at me like I'm crazy.
"Why?" Boggs ask. I shrug.
"Do you trust me?" I ask them.
They nod slowly but hesitant.
"Then don't ask questions." I say smirking.
A/N:
Hey guys I hope you liked this chapter. It took a lot of think to put it together. This chapter was going to be your Christmas present but the Fanfiction server was down, so i couldn't finish it and put it up. So here it is now Happy late Merry Christmas!
To reviewer Antonia B: You asked if Katniss and Prim where Italian. Well their Mom's side of the family are full-bloodied Italians and on their Dad's they are fully white. Sorry if I didn't make that clear enough.
To reviewer KittyKatnissEverdeen: You asked if you can help and be my beta. Well...this story is almost over, so I don't think it will be necessary...Sorry. But I'm planning on creating a Cato and Katniss Fanfic in a little while and if you would like to Beta that story then that would be great. PM me if you would.
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