Still not mine...

Chapter 4...

I sat back in my chair and took out my little green brain. "Imogen hasn't really talked to me yet, but I expect that to change in the next day or so, I have permission from the Fates to tell her how I came to be a part of her life and I want to do that sooner rather than later." I told the Portrait.

"One question though, and it may not be my place to ask so please tell me if I offend." I pause and look at Lord Potter and he nods his head to allow me to continue.

"Regardless of where I have come from, my remit with regards to Imogen is that of a body guard and protector. I have no real say in how she lives her life or what she can or cannot do. If she decides to do something that I consider too dangerous, as her body guard I can forbid her from continuing on her planned course of action, but she can still tell me to piss off and do it anyway."

I pause to think of the best way to ask the question. In the end I decide fuck it. If they don't like it they can fire my ass. I look back to the Potters. "Is there a portrait of her parents or is it known if they are even alive or dead?"

Lady Potter shook her head and I noticed the tear tracks on her painted features. "There is a portrait of them in the gallery, but it hasn't woken up yet." My head whips towards her. She dabbed at her eyes with a lace hankie and her husband took over.

"This can be for two reasons. Either the painting needs the Head of House to activate them which is not needed for House Potter. Our portraits are activated immediately." He pauses and places a hand on his wife's shoulder.

I wait silently for him to continue. I have a really bad feeling about what he is about to say. Please, please, please be wrong. I doubt it, my gut feelings are usually pretty spot on.

Our eyes meet, and he concludes his statement. "Upon our death."

"Fuck me." I whisper, the expression on Lady Potters face tells me the high born former Lady of the House is not impressed with my language, but the look on her husband's face tells me he totally agrees with me.

While this is a major problem, it does not change my original plan. I still need to protect Imogen and keep her away from the old goat fucker, finding and securing her parents just adds another element to the situation.

"Question" I look to the Potters above me. "We know that Dumbles put a blocking ward on Imogen that prevented the House Elves from tracking or finding her. Could the same wards prevent the portraits from activating in the event of her parents deaths?"

I know it is a shitty question, but I don't want to go changing my plans for what could turn out to be a pair of dead bodies.

Lord Potter shakes his head. "No Commander, the magic of the portraits is old magic. The Potters were actually the ones who invented the spells and rune sequences that actually enable us to interact with the living. The signature blocking spell has only been around for the last fifty or so years. And it was actually invented by Albus Dumbledore."

I look at him in disbelief. "What the fuck" I ignore the huff from Lady Potter "is going on with Dumbledore and his obsession with your family."

I get up from my seat and start to pace around the room. It is times like this that I really wish I hadn't stopped smoking. As bad as they are for you, they did help me to think. My mind goes off in several different directions, while I try and think of what I would have done in Dumbles situation.

How would I have gotten rid of the Potters? More importantly, would I have gotten rid of them? According to the books, they were both extremely powerful magic users. They would be an asset. How would I use such an asset? More importantly, how do I control that asset and enforce compliance?

They are a liability, however by using their daughter as a hostage would enforce compliant behaviour on them.

Hostage taking 101, if you have someone, you need a bigger something or someone to enforce good behaviour. If you take away all their hope, then you lose control of them and they knowing that they have nothing left will do something stupid and could fuck up your whole operation.

"Fuck it, I need answers." I say to myself. I turn to the painting above the fire. "Lord and Lady Potter, do you believe in Fate?" I ask them with a smirk as I grab the tattoos on my wrists and summon The Fates to me.

There was a shimmer in the air and the three fates are standing before me. "My Ladies thank you for coming" I bow to them. There is a gasp from the portraits and I glance over to see the Lady Potter had fainted into her husband's arms. Lord Potter smirks at me and then helps his wife onto the couch behind him. Once she is settled, he moves so close to the front of his frame, I thought he was going to fall out.

"What do you need Alex?" The musical voice of Clotho surrounds me.

"I am guessing this is one of the things that I needed to figure out for myself, but is it true that James and Lilly Potter are alive?" I ask, getting straight down to business. I have no patients with diplomacy or the niceties of small talk."

"Lord and Lady Potter" the Fates bow to portrait. Lady Potter sighs and sinks back down in another faint. Lord Potter shrugs his shoulders and returns the bow.

"My Ladies. Thank you for answering the Commanders call." The old man pauses and looks at his wife for a second. "Could you please help to find my son and daughter in law?"

"If we can answer his questions we will. Some things must not be told however." Lachesis informs him. Lord Potter bows his head at the Fates in acknowledgment.

"You are right AJ." Clotho turns back to me. "This was one of the things that you had to figure out for yourself. And aren't you glad we did not turn you into a girl?"

The water I had just been drinking sprayed from my mouth as I looked towards the Fates who were smirking at me. I chose to ignore the comment and resume pacing.

"We can only guide you with the answers here Hairetzio, you need to figure most of this out yourself." Atopos tells me. I nod in acknowledgment and let my mind run free.

"Think out loud Commander" The figure of Lord Potter commands me from his place above the fire. "We can't help if we can't hear you." I pause in my pacing and look at the Fates and Lord Potter and the now once again conscious Lady Potter. I nod my head and continue pacing. Now outer monologuing instead of inner.

"My difficulty is knowing what parts of the stories are correct and which parts are fucked up." A shushing noise from the portrait makes me look to an irate Lady Potter who has her husband's hand covering her mouth.

"I apologise Lady Potter. I am a simple soldier. I swear a lot. I will try and moderate it, however it is who I am. I am not here to dress up and be paraded around at high class parties. I am here to keep your family safe that is it."

I take a drink and continue. "Now from what the books say, both James and Lily Potter are powerful magic users. Lily excels in potions and James in runes and was a brilliant Hit Wizard." At a nod from the Potters I continue. "Now Dumbles although he is both a Master of Transfiguration and Alchemy, only has a general knowledge of other branches of magic."

I turn to the Fates. "I am assuming however that over the course of his life and the fact that he is a Master of Legilimency has enabled him to acquire more than just a basic working knowledge of the main branches of magic, and even some of the more esoteric branches as well."

A nod from Clotho allows me to continue.

"I am thinking that he has kept James and Lily alive because they are Masters in their own fields, and what better way to have people working on your plan than someone that everyone thinks died a decade ago."

"Now at this time I am not concerned with what his end goal is. I just want the parents of my principal safe." I stop pacing and look at the painting.

"Lord Potter, if I have to go and get Lily and James I will be leaving Imogen here. How safe are the wards of the manor?"

Charlus eyes seem to glaze over in thought. "They could be better. Currently they are at about thirty five percent. Having a Potter now living in the manor has started the process of recharging, however it will take time."

"The house while hidden under a fidelius charm has been without a living Potter here for a decade. The charm has started to fade. If you hadn't bought Imogen here the wards would have faded within the next few years."

He stopped talking to allow me to assimilate what I had been told. "Sirius was the secret keeper and because Dumbledore killed him, once he left the manor that night, he could not get back in here. The secret passed onto James as the Head of House. The secret can't be taken by force from a Head of Houses mind. It has to be willingly given."

"We did not tell you this morning because we did not get to it, but seventy five percent of the Potters liquid wealth is hidden here in a vault under the manor." He pauses and I glance at him while I finish a lap of the room and start to turn around.

"This works out to be approximately eight hundred million pounds." The turn I started became a stumble and I almost go face first onto the floor in my shock.

"Wow." I rather eloquently mumble.

"Indeed. The rest of our wealth is tied up in a mix of non-magical and magical businesses with about two hundred million galleons in the family vault in Gringotts. I believe he has a Goblin helping him to access the Potter vault, however there is nothing that can be done about that until Imogen turns eleven and goes to the bank. Which he or his associate will be on the lookout for"

They won't be expecting me there with her though. I think to myself.

'Ok" he is defiantly also after the money. From what I understand the Potters are one of the top ten richest families in the Wizarding world and you also have a seat on the Wizangamot. Which if he has claimed magical guardianship over Imogen enables him to vote the Potter seat in addition to his own."

"That is correct AJ" Lady Potter informed me. "However Dumbledore does not have a seat. As a rule, one family is only entitled to one seat and one vote, however if the Head of House is still underage and they have no parents or guardians and there is no will to be executed, the Wizangamot votes to appoint a magical guardian who is responsible for the raising of that child."

"This is one of the reason that Noble and Ancient houses ensure that as soon as there is any change of circumstances in their families, they update their wills." She paused to take a breath.

Which I find weird as she is a portrait and they are not alive.

"This also included teaching of their responsibilities and the fact that they inherit their title and become an adult on their twelfth birthday, not seventeenth. So until that time, the Magical Guardian has the vote of the house they are stewarding"

"So." I resume thinking out loud "While it is not totally important right now, it will be in the future. Dumbles wants the Potter fortune. To do that he needs to control the family, which until I busted Imogen out last night he did."

"I am guessing now that the Potter Heir is in residence that James no longer is the secret keeper to this location?"

"That is correct." Lord Potter informed me. "This is also true regarding the other magical Potter properties around the world."

I nod and file that information away for later as well.

"I have a pretty obvious idea on what I would do if I were him with regards to stashing away anyone I needed where no one would think to look. How rich is Dumbledore?" I ask the room in general.

"Pfft" there was a scoff from the portrait, and I look at Lady Potter. "The Dumbledore's lost the Noble and Ancient status about two hindered and fifty years ago. They announced a blood feud with Abraham Potter."

"It was discovered that the Dumbledore's forged a marriage contract with Abraham after they had dosed him with a control potion to get at the Potter wealth because although the Dumbledore's were and ancient family, the then Head of House Percius was a gambler and lost their fortune to the Goblins."

"Abrahams father James discovered this and called the Dumbledore's out on the floor of the Wizangamot chamber. In the ensuring dual, Percius Dumbledore lost the dual and his wand arm. Knowing that he had lost everything, he declared that there would be no peace between the families and he nor his family would rest until the Potter line was extinct and the Dumbledore's got back what was taken from them."

"What the fuck?" I ask. This does not make any friggin sense to me. "He drugs the Potter Heir and tries to steal the Potter fortune through a sham of a marriage contract, he was caught out and lost the rest of the family fortune in fines and he blames the Potters because he fucked up?"

"What sort of dumb ass dimension have you gone and gotten yourself dropped into AJ?" I ask myself.

"Yes, that is basically it." Lady Potter I notice has chosen to ignore my frequent use of bad language.

"So that is his most likely end game. Finish off the Potters. But then what? What are his positions in the Magical world?"

"Exactly the same as in the Books Alex." Lachesis answers me. "And yes your supposition so far is totally correct about his plans for the Potters. He has other more sinister plans in the place, however to complete these plans, he must have the Potter fortune."

I nod my thinks to her and resume pacing. "Ok, knowing that Dumbles is broke also means that he would not really have any houses to stash Lily and James. From memory, he isn't very comfortable in the non-magical world so for now I can rule that out?" I ask my question to the Fates and they nod their agreement.

"Thank god, we would be humped otherwise." Something clicks in my head. "I'd have them stashed in Azkaban."

"What?" came from Lady Potter. "How did you arrive at that conclusion AJ?"

I stop pacing and turn to the room at large. "Think about it. He has a Phoenix that can cross any wards." I pause and look at the fates. "I'm guessing the phoenix is an answer I will have to figure out as well?"

Clotho nods "Sorry Alex, we cannot help you in any way with that." I nod my acceptance.

"How do we ramp up our wards here to prevent phoenix travel?" I ask the Potters.

"Do not worry yourself Commander, those wards are already in existence." Charlus informed me. "However, they are like the fidelius ward and also need to be powered up which will take time."

"Is there a way to turbo charge the wards?" I ask in frustration. "I'm not trying to be rude here, however, I have the Heir to the Potter line asleep in the next room, and we are talking about breaking her parents free from a decade in captivity. What do we have that will stop Dumbles from coming straight here and smashing through the wards before they are up to full power?"

"Bullets." Lachesis answered simply. "Magical shields will not stop bullets from a gun as they travel to fast. They will be stopped by the things that will stop them in the non-magical world, but a Protego or even an Aegis shield will not stop them."

"Fuck yeah." I breathe. With my F88 I only need to be four hundred meters – the silencer incorporated into the barrel cuts the range by about a third - from him and I can send him to the next great adventure before I go and get the Potters out of Azkaban."

My happy musings are interrupted by Clotho. She looks at me and I can see what she is about to say in her eyes.

"No fucking way." I look at the other two Fates. "Let me guess, it's not the time to cut his Thread yet is it?"

The three Sister shake their heads.

"Fuck" I mutter. I should have seen that coming. Iresume pacing. "Can I damage him?" I ask the room in general.

Clotho takes this one as well. "Yes you can our Hairetzio." Her voice calms me down. "If you think back to the story you were told this morning about when the Potters were kidnapped from here, you will realise what the elves were telling you."

"Bugger." I realise what she is implying. "The fucker has made Horcrux's hasn't he?" another thought hits me like ton of bricks. "And I'm also guessing that the Muses got them wrong with the exception of Imogen didn't they? And you can't fucking tell me what they are or how many either"

Clotho once again answers. "Actually Alex. The existence of these abominations and where they are hidden and what they are is quite correct." She paused. "For Voldemort."

Fuck.

I had totally forgotten about that Muppet.

Way to go Mr situationally aware guy…

Yep, I think I am coming down with this dumassness disease that seems to effect wizards in general.

I need to start writing down as much as I can remember from the books and movies as soon as I can. They are an intelligence source that is priceless.

Fuck.

I look at the Fates in turn. "So I am not only dealing with Dumbles who has an undisclosed number of Horcrux's with the exception of the one that is in Imogen." I look at the fates in turn who continue to remain silent. "I also have to deal with Tom and the six he currently has."

"That is correct Hairetzio." Atropos answers me. "You already know the location of Tom's Soul Containers. They must be destroyed at the appropriate time. You cannot go off and destroy them yet."

I was about to question her about these restrictions when her glare silenced me. "You must await the appropriate time AJ because things need to come to pass that otherwise will not be able to if the Dark Lord is banished before his time."

I noticed she said banished. There was no mention about a Thread being cut.

That is enough for a mental grin. Someone has messed with Fate me thinks…

Clotho took up the explanation. "As far as the Soul Containers that Dumbledore has made, we are forbidden from giving you any assistance as to their location. We are allowed to reveal that including the one in your Charge, he has made two others."

Fuck.

I close my eyes and take a couple of deep breaths to centre myself. One thing at a time. We need to get the one out of Imogen's head as soon as friggin possible, but the others can wait for now.

I open my eyes and refocus on the Fates who are waiting for me to get my head sorted, and I ask the question that is at the forefront in my mind.

"How do we get the one that is in Imogen out? That has to be our first priority." I ask the room.

Lord Potter answers this and the rage is evident in his voice. "Take her to the Goblins my boy. They will be able to remove it without harming her."

"I will take her tomorrow My Lord." I answer with a slight bow.

"Alex our time has come to an end." Clotho informs me. "However, your idea for Azkaban is correct, the Potters are indeed there and they are hidden under glamour and silencing charms in the deepest cell on the island." She pauses and I notice that they are starting to fade. "Your weapons will also stop Dementors. Your ability to bypass wards will also assist you." She faded from site. "Good luck Alex."

Well that was informative. I think to myself. Ok at least now I have a plan and a way ahead.

"Gordy." I call out and the little elf pops into existence. Could you bring me some dinner please? Steak medium to well done, chips with pepper and BBQ sauce and a coke."

"Of course Master Alex." Gordy bowed. "Gordy brings when it is ready."

I thank the elf with a smile and he pops out. I turn to the Potters and resume my seat. Looking at Lord Potter I continue from before. "Do the Potters own any holiday homes in a holiday area anywhere in the world?" Both Potters look at me funny. "I was planning on hiding Imogen in the non-magical world for a year or so before enrolling her at a magical school in Australia or the Americas." I pause as Cody pops in.

"Mistress Imogen is asleep Master Alex." She told me. "Mistress asked me to tell you that she wants to spend tomorrow with you so she can thank you for saving her life." She pauses. "Cody would also like to thank you Master Alex. You bought our Mistress home to us." She blushes as I put my hand on her shoulder.

"You and the other Potter elves are most welcome Cody. Gordy is bringing me dinner and then I am going to bed. Could you ask one of the elves to wake me up at 0600 tomorrow morning? Don't worry about breakfast when you wake me up, I will be going for a run. I will eat when I come back."

"I wills dos that Master Alex." She nods her head so quick her ears flap.

"Thank you Cody, you can retire for the night."

She bows to the Portrait and then to me. "Good night Lord and Lady Potter, good night Master Alex" without waiting for a response she pops out and not ten seconds later, Gordy pops in with my dinner.

"Thank you Gordy, you can retire." With a small bow, he disappears as well. I take the lid off the tray and stare gobsmacked at the half a cow and mountain of chips sitting on two separate plates. How the hell am I supposed to eat all this?

I hear a chuckle from Lady Potter.

"Next time Alex, you have to tell them what size portion you want. That is a large portion and is the default size meal you will get from the elves. They do not want you to go hungry."

I let out my own laugh. Lesson learnt. While I tuck in to the perfectly cooked meal I resume my conversation with the elder Potters.

"It is my intention to keep her as far away from Hogwarts and Dumbles as I possibly can."

Both Charlus and Dorea look guiltily at me. "That may be a problem" Charlus says.

I contain my eye roll. Of course nothing has been friggin easy since I got blasted into this Dimension.

The portrait continued his explanation. "About twenty years ago a law was put in place that any magical child that is born in England must attend Hogwarts."

"If a family refuse or allow their children to attend a school in another country, the child's parents will be sent to Azkaban for the duration of the child's schooling, their money and possessions will be confiscated until the child finishes school then only half will be returned to them."

"Dumbledore?" I ask in exasperation. Both Potters nod at me. "Well it looks like I am going to be going to Hogwarts as a full time retainer to the House of Potter then." I tell the figures in the portrait.

"Yes that is allowed. Heirs to the Noble and Ancient Houses are allowed to have two retainers while in the castle. There is nothing that Dumbles can do as it is in the founding charter of Hogwarts as laid down by the Four Founders and cannot be changed. There is a good chance that you would not be the only body guard there." Dorea's smile reminded me of a shark.

"It should also be said, that when you do accompany my granddaughter to Hogwarts, if Dumbles tries anything, you can use the same charter against him."

This is sounding better and better.

"Although." Lord Potter proceeded to jump all over my sand castle. "He is a master at manipulation and telling half truths. You cannot manufacture a confrontation with him, however if he you can catch him out, you can come down hard on him. But at the same time, he will not be overt. He will wear you down little by little."

I nodded my understanding of the warning.

"However" Lady Potter continued. If Imogen is not ready to attend Hogwarts on the year of her eleventh birthday, there are no penalties levied against the house for twelve months. Meaning that we can legally hold her back for a year and there is nothing that can be done."

She must have seen the question in my eyes, for she expanded her explanation. "This loop hole is because in the times of the founders, children did not start their magical education at Hogwarts until they were twelve. The ministry were unable to go against the magic of the founders so they had to change the law."

I breathe a sigh of relief at this news. I can still get her away and hopefully healed during the year that I have just been given. I also have to wonder if Dumbles was going to send Imogen her letter to come to Hogwarts or just keep her ignorant for the next two years. I then realised that as her magical guardian he couldn't do that as everyone would then ask questions.

My time table has just moved up slightly. I now have to make sure that Imogen and her family are safe within the next few weeks before her birthday.

Great, no fucking pressure...

I re-ask my question from before about the Potters owning any holiday homes that are off the Magical radar so to speak.

Both Potters smile at each other then Charlus turns to me. "Quite a few years ago, about 1970 or so, I decided to expand and diversify the Potter holdings into the non-magical world. During this time, Dorea and I took the time to travel the world and see the sites. While we were travelling I met this non-magical man by the name of Isadore Sharp. He had just finished founding a hotel chain called the Four Seasons but was bored with it and was looking for a new challenge."

Fuck me this was huge. The Four Seasons are friggin everywhere. This could be as close to perfect as you could get. If we need to we can move around all over the place every week or so, which will add to the safety factor.

"We made him an offer and within a few weeks we had bought the resort off him. Since that time, the business has flourished and the Potters own hotels in almost every country in the world."

I nod my understanding at him. This is sounding better and better.

"The best thing is." The portrait continued "Is that the name Potter is not on any of the documentation. It is owned by a holding company which we own, so there is no way that a pure blood bigot like Dumbledore, Voldemort or any of their associated todies will be able to track you."

He smiles at me like a Great White shark circling in for the kill "In fact I think I have the perfect place for you to hide my family Alex."

I wait to hear the man's proposal. Nothing I had heard so far was in anyway bad.

"One of the places we built a resort is on the island of Motu Tofari."

He was forced to break off his explanation as the coke I had just drank went straight into my lungs and caused a massive coughing fit. After I had stopped coughing and I was positive my left lung wasn't going to land on the carpet. I turned and gave an apology to the Potters.

"Sorry Lord and Lady Potter, just Bora-Bora is the one place that I have always wanted to visit. It has some of the best diving in the world and the hiking up the mount..." I trail off in embarrassment at the look they are giving me.

"Don't worry AJ." laughed Lady Potter. "We spent most of our summers there so we know what the place is like. We have a large villa that is separate from the hotel but still on the property. It has intruder detection wards so it does provide some safety."

This is sounding even better. The location and the weather will do wonders for the recovering family. I nod to the portrait. "This sounds perfect. How long will it take to move the family there?"

Lord Potter answered that for me. "If you tell Cody tomorrow, she will ensure that the appropriate people are informed and that the villa is made ready for your arrival. We also have a portrait there so we can stay with the family as well."

I was about to ask another question when a scream tore through Potter Manor. I was out of my seat in a flash, with my Glock in my right hand just as quickly. Lady Potter gasped at how quickly I moved, but I didn't pay any attention to her as I burst through the closed door separating mine and my Principals room.

As I came into the room, the pistol was up as I checked for threats to the Potter Heir. Seeing none, I looked to the bed and saw that Imogen was sitting up with her arms around her knees rocking back and forwards.

I put my pistol on her bed side table and ignore the flinch as I bend down and scoop the tiny ten year old into my arms. There is a double pop beside me and Cody and Gordy appear looking ready for war.

"It's ok guys" I reassure the elves. "She had a bad dream. I will stay with here for the rest of the night." They nod at me and prepare to leave when I stop them. "Cody, we are going to Bora-Bora, I want to be able to leave by the end of the week. Can you set it up tomorrow?"

With a nod, both her and Gordy pop out of the room leaving me alone with the still shaking girl in my arms. "Nightmare?" I ask her. She nods rapidly and I slowly run my hand through her hair and start humming a random song to her. She slowly relaxes and her sobbing stops.

"Thank you AJ" she sniffs and I hand her a tissue off the bed side table. She blows her nose and wipes her eyes.

"Not a problem Imogen. I will always be here for you." I reassure her.

"Thank you for saving me from That Place." She continues. "I had being praying for someone to come and get me for years. I am glad my prayers were answered."

"So am I little one." I lean back against the headboard with her still in my lap. I had the feeling that she wasn't going to be letting go anytime soon.

"Where did you come from Alex?" she asks me. "How did you find me?"

I look down at her upturned face and I see the need for truth in the neon green eyes. "That is a pretty big question little one, with a pretty big answer. Do you want to hear it now or wait till the morning?"

"Now please." There was no hesitation in the answer and she squirms in my lap to get into a more comfortable position. "If I fall asleep, we can continue when I wake up." She smiles shyly at me and my heart goes out to the little waif.

I decide then and there, that I would do whatever it took to protect the Heir of House Potter from any harm.

Decision made I start to tell Imogen about how I came to be in this Dimension. I left nothing out. I even told her of the conversation that she had interrupted between her grandparents and myself.

Some people would criticize me for filling the girls head with things that she wasn't ready for. I believe that while she may only be ten, this young girl has not had a child hood. Thanks to the greed and cruelty of one man, her life has been shit ever since he came and kidnapped her and her parents.

I am also of the opinion that if she is well informed and knows the potential dangers that are out there waiting for her, she will make better choices and be more inclined to listen to me with regards to her safety.

I finish my story to her just as my trusty G shock beeps 0100 in the morning.

"Now I have to ask you one thing little one." I pause and she looks up at me. "The Fates have sent me to be your protector and body guard. It also looks that if my op in the next few days is successful, I will be looking after your parents for the time being as well." She nods her understanding.

"My question is this. While the Fates have given me this job, it is still your decision to accept me into the role. If you say you do not want me. I will have to leave but I'm pretty sure that they will find someone else to look after you."

"Well you going to be stuck with me till I am old and grey Alex." She smiled and it lit up the room. "You saved my life. I have never had anyone do that for me. I couldn't have any friends in school because Dudley kept scaring them away. You are the first person that I can remember actually caring for me. I'm never going to let you go."

With that declaration she snuggles down onto my chest again and I resume stroking her hair listening to her breathing getting slower and deeper. I feel myself starting to drift off and I let the exhaustion of the last 36 hours claim me.

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