WARNING: This chapter is a little dark.

Little Lily: The Second Year

Chapter Three: Christmas Eve

"Are they really gonna try and rescue Lily, Mummy?" Luna asked excitedly, her blue eyes sparkling beneath snowflake covered lashes. They had just driven home from picking the kids up off of the Hogwarts Express in a snowy storm, one of the biggest the country had seen in years. Hermione grabbed a kitchen towel and began rubbing Luna's brown locks dry.

"Well, love, they're going to try. But don't get your hopes up, sometimes these things don't happen the way you want them too."

"Oh, but Mum, it'd be the best Christmas gift ever." Luna frowned, wriggling away from her mother and tugging off her jacket and mittens. Looking her over, Hermione frowned and then reached a hand out.

"Why, Luna Nymphadora Weasley, I think you've sprouted up yet another inch!" She brought her daughter closer and Luna beamed up at her. She was growing quite quickly, and at this rate, she might follow in her father's footsteps for being tall and gangly. Sure enough, when Hermione got Luna to stand with her back against the door jamb to the kitchen, she was a good inch taller than she'd been when Hermione had taken Luna's height measurement in August of that same year. She marked it quickly on the doorjamb. "At this rate, you'll have caught up with your brother before he knows what's hit him."

"Caught up with him in what?" Ron asked as he carried a bundle of what appeared to be cloth in the door. He set it down and peeled back a layer to reveal a very disgruntled Nevvy.

"Daddy, I can't move and I hassa potty!"

"Don't worry love, I'll have you freed in a moment… Really Hermione, did you have to put so much on her that she can't even put her arms down?"

"She had a cough this morning and I didn't want to risk it!" Hermione stated defensively. She pointed to the wall jamb where all of their children's heights and ages were listed. "Luna's going through her twelve year growth spurt. She's gone up an inch since we last saw her."

"But she's still little enough for me to do this!" Ron grabbed Luna by the back of her coat and one of her pant legs, hoisting her up into the air and twirling in a circle. Luna laughed as she was twirled. Ron tossed her, letting go of her completely and her body turned in midair. He quickly threw out both of his arms and caught her, holding her behind the shoulders and under the knees as he had done so many times before. Luna gave a sigh and nestled her face into the side of his neck, breathing in that old familiar scent that meant she was completely and absolutely safe.

"Oh Ronald! I wish you wouldn't." Hermione shook her head, her face pale. She hated when he did that… even though he'd been doing it since Luna was barely crawling. Well… not so roughly when she was smaller, but still. It terrified her that he could drop one of her precious babies at any moment.

"You worry too much. Besides, what's a five foot fall compared to falling off a broom? My little Beater." Ron grinned at her and cuddled his Luna closer, proud she'd made the Quidditch team first string at such a young age. It was getting late and everyone needed to be in bed. Ron especially, needed to get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow was December twenty-fourth, and he would be in the airport in disguise, watching for Lily and helping to make sure everything went smoothly and according to plan.

"U-oh…" The little voice from the doorway caught all of their attention, and they looked in time to see the front of Nevvy's snowsuit spread with wetness. "I told chu I hadda potty!"

"Oh, I'm sorry dearest." Hermione hurried to help Nevvy out of her suit, kissing her head. "That's alright, you needed a bath anyway. Come along then." Hermione scooped up her youngest and carried her up the stairs to the bathroom. As she left, the front door opened and Harry came tramping inside, stomping snow off of his boots.

"It's a real mess out there." He dropped the armful of wood he'd been sent outside to get. "I don't see why we even need wood for the fire when Mum can make a perfect magic one without it."

"Because a bare fireplace with no wood in it and just fire isn't nearly as pretty. Besides, that's the good kind that your Uncle Bill and Aunt Fleur sent us. It's drift wood and it'll make blue and green flames."

"You can make any color flame too, Dad." Harry complained.

"That's true. But it'll still look better with wood in it. Now I want both of you up and into bed in an hour, you understand?"

"But Dad… we just barely got here…"

"And you'll still be here in the morning. Now scoot and get your pajamas on. First one down gets extra whipped cream on their cocoa." Ron playfully smacked Luna on the bottom and she and Harry hurried up the stairs, tracking snow on their boots as they went, having forgotten to take them off. Ron shook his head, pulling out his wand and following after them with it, shooting the dirt and snow off of the stairs behind them before he turned and went into the kitchen to make that cocoa.

…..

Harry groaned, leaning back in his cubicle chair. It was well past midnight and he was bushed, but he wasn't about to stop. He needed to finalize the plans for Lily's rescue… and he wouldn't be able to sleep a wink until he knew she was home, safe and sound, where she belonged. Kingsley had said they would have to take her to St. Mungo's before she went home, but so long as she was within his eyesight, Harry didn't care where they were. He just wanted his baby back. He wanted to pull her into his lap and hug her tightly and rock her to sleep as he had done so very many times before. He wanted to hear her giggle and to chase her about the house during a tickle fight. He wanted to properly teach her how to fly on a broomstick and tuck her into bed. He wanted to brush her hair and braid it back for her… he just wanted his daughter back. He had never cared more about someone than he did that little girl, and by Merlin be it, he was going to get her back if it was the very last thing he did.

Tugging his desk drawer open, Harry extracted the picture album he kept there. This one was covered in flowers and pink lettering on the front, along with what appeared to be a few jammy and tiny finger prints from someone who wasn't being too careful or didn't know how to be. Harry flipped it open and smiled. Lily had been an impossibly pink little baby, an impossible amount of black hair on her head and those amazing strange eyes of hers. It had taken Harry a bit of time to get used to a person with two different colored eyes, but he had. And then when she'd been one, with so much hair getting in the way and him with no idea how to contain it… He'd broken down and bought some hair ties and baby clips. The lady at the shop had had to show him how to brush Lily's hair up onto the top of her head and fasten it in a tiny ponytail that stuck straight up from the middle of her head. She'd looked so impossibly adorable that way. She'd toddle along on the floor, that ponytail bouncing all over the place. And then, when it had gotten longer, he'd split it into pigtails. When she started school, he'd chanced the embarrassment of asking one of the mother's of one of Lily's little friends how she braided her own daughter's hair. The woman had taken pity on him and set up a hair-doing playdate. There he'd learned how to restrain Lily's hair even better, and his daughter had been absolutely thrilled that she could have pretty braided pigtails like her friends.

Sighing, Harry continued to flip through the album until he reached the end, a picture of him and Lily in her bedroom at the Burrow. He'd taken her in his lap on her bad and was brushing her hair out, not the least bit of blush on his cheeks. He had been proud to do it. Lily had always had such pretty hair, long and black, all the way down her back to her knees. He'd never allowed it to be cut except for a simple trim here and there to keep it neat, and of course her cute little fringe. That's why the braids came in handy, keeping it out of the way when it needed to be.

"Harry, what are you doing here so early? You look awful, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were an inferi!" Kingsley yawned as he peeked into Harry's cubicle. He was always here this early, being the Head of the Department. "Have you been here all night?"

"Er…" Harry quickly closed the album and placed it back in his drawer. "I was just going over some last minute things for the plan and I must have lost track of time."

"There are no last minute things for the plan, Harry… we've been planning for two months. All we need now is to put it into action. Are you sure you're up for surveillance today? I think you might be better off going home and sleeping. I'll call Hestia in, she said she'd be willing to help if we nee-"

"No. No, I'm fine to do this, Kingsley. I… I need to do this. I just need some coffee or something." Harry forced a smile but it faltered and faded almost immediately.

"There should be some Anti-Sleep in the store cupboard." Kingsley sighed, pointing over to the cabinet sitting in the corner of the office. Harry strode over to it and tugged open the door. This was there the Auror Office kept all of it's remedies, Veritaserum, and Polyjuice Potions along with parchment, ink, quills, and various other things including, but not limited to Decoy Detonators. Harry tugged out the bottle he was looking for, popped the cork and gave it a chug. In an instant, all tiredness was swept away from his body and he smiled. That was much better. He'd be able to help with surveillance at the airport now, even if he wasn't allowed to actually get near Lily until after she was safely in custody and had been looked over by a Healer.

"Better get yourself cleaned up and ready to go, we'll be leaving as soon as Teddy, Ron, Dennis, and Ernie get here. And do something about that breath of yours. You smell like you've been eating a dead carcass that's been left out in the sun for about a week."

….

"Sparrow." Two opened the door to the dank little room Lily was kept in. In the past months that she had been living in there, her skin had become paler, her body thinner, more weak than the previously strong little girl she'd been. Her cheeks were noticeably more sunken than they had been and her short hair was once again matted with dirt and grime.

As Two entered the room, Lily rose with a sigh, not saying a word. The light that used to shine in her odd double colored eyes was gone, leaving a muted sort of look, like she was hollow inside, her soul trodden down to the point where she'd given up on life but was not allowed to die.

Lily followed two out of the room and into the bright lighted basement living room, and the, into the bathroom. He closed the door behind her and she turned on the water in the tub. She had been allowed a bath once a month for good behavior, though the promise of ever getting a bed had been thrown under the bus due to her outburst when told that she had to perform the Killing Curse on an elderly elf who could no longer do her job properly. It had taken two weeks of breaking her down and torturing her with the Cruciatus Curse, but eventually, the Number Men had gotten Lily to do as they wanted.

When her bath was done, Lily climbed out of the tub and dried herself off before pulling on the clothes Two had left her beside the towels. A plaid green dress this time in excellent condition, as though it were new. The fabric felt nice on her irritated skin, soothing the areas the dirt she'd been rolling around in had rubbed slightly raw. She pulled the small glass ball from the pocket of the skirt she'd been wearing and into the pocket of the dress. That large marble with the Snitch inside was the only thing that made Lily feel remotely better. When she was alone she would roll it between the palms of her hands, feeling the smooth surface of it soothing her worries if only for a little while.

"C'mon girl." Two returned, pushing the door open and Lily sighed, following after him. She sat down in one of the chairs in the living room, in front of a plate of food that Two indicated. "Eat.

Lily stared down at the plate curiously. It was much fuller than usual… normally she was allowed porridge for breakfast, but this place had meat on it. Glorious meat! And fruit… grapes! And were those rolls with butter?

Lily licked her lips and dug into the food, not even bothering with picking up the fork. She grabbed up a sausage and tore her teeth into it, chewing rapidly and savoring the flavor a bit before eating quicker, afraid it would all be taken away from her without notice.

Lily ate until the plate was clean, even lifting it to lick off any remaining juice from the sausage and melted butter. It was all so delicious, food… real food! Not just bread or porridge or oranges, but real delicious meat and buttered bread and grapes. Her stomach churned uncomfortably as it stretched to accommodate the extra amount of sustenance it was no longer used to.

Plate empty, Lily set it down and grabbed up the tin cup beside it and began chugging at the milk, only it was thicker and sweeter than milk… cream! They had given her cream! It was so delicious, Lily felt her heart might explode, but perhaps that was just her stomach.

Cup drained of every last drop possible, Lily wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and flopped backwards in the chair, closing her eyes and feeling full and content. What a good meal that had been compared to the usual. And even more strange than the lovely food, was the fact that Two allowed her to rest after eating, not saying a word for a full half hour while Lily's stomach worked on digesting the almost foreign objects.

"Good huh?" Two said finally with a grin on his face. Lily nodded, sitting up and eyeing his cautiously now. A good meal… what did they want her to do? Surely nothing good could be coming if they'd fed her so richly.

"All set?" Three called from the stairway and Two nodded.

"Yep. We're all set, bring them down."

Lily gulped, watching as Three led Jiggy's entire family down to the basement living room. Jiggy, his wife Perry, and their three young children, all looking pale and frightened of what was going to happen to them. Lily began shaking her head as soon as she saw the elves, knowing this was bad… her heart ached… what were they going to make her do to the little elf family?

"Sparrow, today we shall be leaving this place. We will not be coming back, but we cannot have any… loose end, remaining behind us." Two explained with a chuckle. "Therefore, these wretched elves must be killed, so that not a one of them speaks of what they have seen here."

"NO!" Lily shouted, rising to her feet. "NO! I won't do it! NO NO NO!" She shook her head, eyes watering as she looked at the little family of elves, cowering in fear. "Please… no… let them go! Let them go! They won't tell, they won't!"

"You'll do as you are told or we will do it in a much more painful way." Three laughed, pulling a long sharp knife out of his coat pocket and holding it up. He had a manic look in his eyes as he brought it to his mouth and gave it a lick, as though he would very much relish the idea of using it instead of forcing Lily to do the killing.

"I…" Lily's eyes were pouring now as she continued shaking her head. "Please… please… they don't have to die."

"But I'm afraid they do." Two reached out and grabbed for the smallest of the elves who retreated behind his mother. "It'll be much quicker and painless if you do it, Sparrow. Otherwise you'll have to watch while we cut them to ribbons, little by little."

"We'll do the littlest first. Won't that be fun?" Three grabbed the little elf and raised his knife.

"NO!" Lily shouted at once, her eyes wide with complete anguish and fear. "I… I'll do it."

If it would save the elves from dying painfully and tortured… she would do what she could to prevent that.

Lily took her wand as it was offered to her and she raised it, looking at the house elves. "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry… I'm sorry!

A flash of green light…. Another…. Another… Another… and one more. The elves lay limp and lifeless on the floor, their eyes glazed over, their faces still with looks of fear on them.

Lily fell to her knees, dropping her wand and burying her head in her hands as she broke down, her whole being at a loss. Her heart was torn to shreds. Her body numb and her mind screaming out with guilt at what she had just done.

"Alright. Now, we've got to get going. Here, drink this." Two pulled Lily to her feet and held out a goblet of shimmering green liquid. She made a face and shook her head. She wouldn't do anything they asked or told her to do now. There was no one else's life at stake except for hers.

"Alright then." Two raised his own wand. "Imperio."

Lily's mind went blank.

…...

Harry was poised beside the down escalator, looking down into the crowd of people going through the security line that they had to go through in order to be allowed to get to their flight's gate. Dennis and Ernie were posed as guards at the end of this line, watching everyone go through the metal detectors that had also been rigged with Secrecy Sensors. Anyone using any form of magical concealment, whether it be Polyjuice Potion or Invisibility cloak, the sensor would catch it and give a series of beeps that differed from the ones that went off when it was just the metal detector. Ron was already on the other side, disguised and hanging out by a coffee stand, ready to help grab anyone who tried to run, though the airport security had given them a promise to help if that happened. Kingsley was opposite him, dressed as yet another security guard. However, there was always the chance that the Bandits would use magic to fight back, but Kingsley had been sure to make the airport and everywhere within a two mile radius Unapparateable. It would be impossible for the Bandits unless they ran really fast and got out their wands. And Harry was sure that there were more Aurors standing by than there would be Bandits.

"Man approaching front of line with small red haired girl." Harry spoke discretely into wire airport security had given all of them.

"Roger that." Ernie responded and Harry watched closely as the man ushered the little girl through the metal detector first. It didn't go off and Harry let out a sigh. There were plenty more people to go.

"Redheaded boy and a woman coming your way, Dennis."

"Got it. But I thought we were looking for a girl…" Dennis smiled brightly, tipping his hat to the woman as she strode through the metal detector and then turned around. She gestured for her little boy to follow after her and he did, the detector letting out a beeping noise. Harry leaned forward against the banister, eyes widening… But Dennis just shook his head and scanned the boy with a Probity Probe disguised as a handheld metal detector before having the boy empty his pockets. All that fuss over a soda can tab.

"There!" Harry blinked, looking down at yet another little red haired girl, only, upon sighting her, the hairs on the back of his neck stood straight up. She was walking along quietly, much better behaved than any of the other children around her, as though she were older than she appeared. "Green dress, blue hair ribbon. That has to be her. She's coming towards you, Ernie."

The little girl stepped through the metal detector and it went beeping, but not the same beeping as it had done for the little boy with the soda tab in his pocket. This was a different beeping. Harry watched as Ernie reached a hand out, gesturing for the child to step towards him. He did so and he scanned her with the Probity Probe. A series of beepings were set off and Ernie looked down. Now was the time he needed to play his part and play it well.

"Have you got any metal on your person, there love? Any metal plates in your skull or pins in your bones?" He asked kindly. The girl shook her head and tugged her pockets out of her dress to show that they were empty. The man she was with came through the metal detector and it pinged the same way it had for the little girl.

"What's going on here, why are you questioning my daughter?" The man asked angrily, reaching a hand out and placing it on the girl's shoulder.

"She's set off the detector sir, and yet she hasn't any metal on her person, which is quite strange."

"Why that's absurd. The machinery must be faulty. Come along then my little sparrow."

"Sir, I'm afraid you've set off the detector as well, so if you could please step aside, I'll have to ask you to empty your pockets and spread your arms so I can…"

"And if I refuse?"

"Well then sir," Ernie shrugged. "We'll have to take you into custody. We can't have anything dangerous going onto the airplane, now can we?"

"This is a bunch of hooey! Where is your manager, I would like to speak to your…"

"I'm right here. What seems to be the problem?" Kingsley strode forward. He had taken some Polyjuice Potion earlier, giving him the appearance of a short man with a lot of brown hair on his head.

"He's trying to accuse myself and my daughter of trying to take dangerous things onto the plane. We have absolutely nothing on us that's dangerous. She's just a little girl, and we're just trying to go to Australia to be with my wife on Christmas. She's stuck there on business."

"Well, I'm afraid if you beep you have to be checked, that's the airline policy, sir. It's to keep all of our passengers, and our staff, safe."

"Well, it's completely ridiculous. I know I've done nothing wrong. I am a high paying first class customer, and I expect to be treated as such. Now, if you'll excuse us." The man made to walk away, but Kingsley waved a hand. Before the man knew what was happening, Ernie and Kingsley had a firm hold on the man and Dennis was right behind them. He offered his hand to the little girl.

"Come along then, sweetheart. Your daddy's search won't take very long and then you can go see your mummy." The little girl followed after them and through a door marked that it was for airport staff only.

The man struggled as he was led down the hallway, but his arms were pinned and he had no way of reaching for his wand. They brought him into a little room off of the hallway and left Dennis and the little girl outside, sitting on a bench to wait for him.

The Imperius Curse upon Lily broke, Two having lost his concentration on it as he was brought into the room. She blinked her eyes and looked around. Where was she? Who was this man sitting beside her? Where were the Number Men?

Knowing it would be dangerous to speak or move from the bench when she didn't know where she was, Lily remained quiet. She sat, biting her lip and glancing this way and that fearfully. All she could remember was Two telling her to drink this strange looking potion and then… nothing else. Had he forced the potion down her throat and knocked her out? Or had he used the Imperius Curse on her? This seemed to be the most logical answer considering whenever Lily had used the Imperius Curse on one of the elves they had never remembered it afterwards.

Inside the room, Kingsley quickly removed the man's sleeve. "Thought you'd be able to dupe us, didn't you? What is your name? And what do you want with Lily Carpenter?"

"How… I haven't the slightest idea what you're on about!" The man struggled again, but Ernie quickly put a Leg-Locker curse upon him followed by an Arm-Locker.

"We know you know exactly what we're talking about. If you give us the right, truthful answers, and the names of everyone involved, I'll give you less time in Azkaban for kidnapping. Now what exactly were you doing with Lily Carpenter?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" The man shouted and Kingsley waved his hand.

"Teddy, the Veritaserum please." Teddy stepped forward, having been waiting in the room for them. He handed Kingsley the vile of clear colored potion, grinning widely with excitement. This was his first mission after all. "Now, you can either drink this, or we'll gladly inject it, either way it's going into your body. You just choose the fashion."

The man pursed his lips and Kingsley nodded his head. He stuck a needle into the potion bottle and sucked it up into the syringe. "This might sting a bit." He shoved the needle into the man's arm with a smile and then they waited a moment. "Now then… Tell me, is that little girl you were with really Lily Carpenter?"

"Yes." The man nodded, unable to help telling the truth now.

"And you helped kidnap her from outside the gate of Hogwarts School?"

"Yes! Yes!" The man whimpered like a wimp, nodding his head, his eyes tearing now. "We were only doing what we'd been told to do. We had to get the girl, we had to. She has double the power of a normal witch, she could be handy…"

"Handy in what?"

"In the plot."

"What plot is that?"

"The plot to take over and make all of the Muggles slaves. We're honing the girl's powers and teaching her the Dark Arts so she can help us take over. She is the key point in this… the one of the prophecy!"

"What prophecy is this?" Kingsley asked curiously.

"I know not how it goes, only that it is." The man shook his head and spoke no more.

"Well… at least we know that that really is Lily." Teddy grinned brightly. "So I guess it's my turn now, huh?"

"Yep. You can copy his features?"

"No sweat." Teddy screwed ups his face, allowing himself to change to resemble the man. He grinned once he'd finished, the spitting image of the man in the chair. "Right, well… she'll be safe with me." He left the room and strode down the hallway until he met Dennis and the little red haired girl sitting on the bench.

Lily gulped as she saw Two coming down the hallway towards her and the man on the bench. She felt a little bit of relief in knowing that she was not completely out of sorts, but it was bittersweet. Knowing she was with someone made her both grateful and petrified because Two was not a nice person.

"We can go now, it was just a misunderstanding. Like I said, the machine is faulty." Teddy held his hand out to the child and she took it. Dennis nodded and Teddy nodded back, giving him a wink Lily didn't see.

As soon as they were out of the hallway and back into the public area of the airport, Harry was ready. He switched the radio portion of his walkie talkie so that it broadcast throughout the airport. "Attention, due to weather, flight two-twenty to Australia has been postponed until ten pm when the storm is expected to have cleared. Again, flight two-twenty is postponed until ten pm. "

"Oh, looks like we won't be able to go until later." Teddy stated simply with a sigh. "Rotten luck, but that's Muggle transport for you. Well, no point in hanging around here for them to let us go. Let's grab some lunch and head home for now." Lily looked confused for a moment but then nodded. Get lunch? Her captures hadn't ever taken her out except for today… maybe Two was feeling generous now.

Harry turned off his walkie talkie and then headed down the escalator. He tore the Muggle contraption from himself and handed it off at the door, following quickly after his daughter and Teddy, but not so quickly that it would look like he was following them. He knew where they were going… straight to St. Mungo's… straight to a place where Lily would be treated for anything that might have happened to her in her time away from him… but for now… he knew with absolute certainty, that she was finally safe. She was with Teddy, he had a firm grip on her… and Harry was watching for any signs of danger. And here was Ron, catching up and walking beside Harry. No, nobody was going to take his little girl away now that they had her.

Lily was getting even more confused now… where were they going? She walked a little faster, looking up at the Two and then quickly down at her feet.

"Ah, here we are then." Two had stopped in front of a glass plate window with a manikin inside of it dressed in quite an old and very ugly green dress. Lily blinked and her eyes flashed slightly… she had been here before… but when? And how? Images rushed through her mind of a red haired woman in a wheelchair and she blinked, unsure. The woman in her brain was ugly and mean looking… and… had she run over Lily's toes with her chair and then laughed at her? Lily was almost certain she had… and there was another little girl… one with brown hair, blue eyes… and a mean smile… and a boy with chestnut hair and a pointed chin who had kept pushing her off the curb and trying to get her hit by a car. And they had called her a name she wasn't sure of… something flower related… but the Number Men referred to her as 'Sparrow', which she wasn't sure was right either. Who were these people of her memories? And why were they so mean to her? All she knew was that Two had saved her from them… or at least, that's what she had been told. But whenever she tried to remember anything from before she'd met the Number Men, everything was fuzzy or impossibly scary and she didn't like that.

Lily shook her head. She didn't want to be in this place that was associated with scary memories… she didn't… it made her skin crawl.

"This is the best place for lunch in town! C'mon then." Two tugged her along and then spoke to the manikin. "Hi, we're here." Was all he said and the manikin motioned with it's finger for them to come forward. Two led Lily in through the plate glass window and into what looked like a bright, white, shining waiting room with a reception desk. Lily had been here before too. She felt it in her bones… lots of horrid people with red hair had sat in these seats… She started to wriggle, she wanted to get away from this place. She couldn't be here… it was so strange…

"Hello there! We've been expecting you." The woman behind the desk stated kindly and she clapped her hands. Two Healers came hurrying down the hallway with a floating stretcher.

"Sorry to do this to you, little sister. But you'll thank me later… I hope." Teddy grimaced and hoisted her up onto the stretcher where she was instantly tied down to it. She squirmed and began to scream, not words, just sound, words escaped her at the moment. What was going on? Why was she in this place? Who were these people in green and where were they taking her?

Before Lily could think another thought, she felt a prick in her arm. She turned her head and before she could see what the prick was, everything went black.

Good god those elves... Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I particularly loved writing in Lily's bit since it wasn't in the original. Please let me know what you thought if you've got the time, it always makes me smile to hear from you!

Love always,
S.Q.O.