A/N: Well this is it, the last chapter before the Epilogue. Now someone asked if I was going to make a sequel but as I see it GGO is a completely different ballgame. I don't think I will be able to make another story with that world as a centric. Now that I've seen much of it already but for now I'm against it.

Chapter 6
The Peace of Sleep and Waking

Harry slowly awakened, lifting his tired head towards the warmth of the sun which was already high in the sky. The muscles in his arms twitched painfully but it was a great deal better than the numbness in his legs. The buzzing of wings gave him the illusion of a thousand snitches rushing past. He usually slept most of the day, too tired to stay awake with no one around to speak to. With the coming of the two Sylph fairies, Recon and Leafa, his boredom had vanished a little. Especially the little lady had sparked an interest in him which he was sure he would never feel again. It stirred hope and a fondness which had disappeared with his ability to feel the sun and the wind. Now though, with that little girl speaking to him every so often, Harry felt alive once more.

He hadn't meant to be as secretive as he had been. Harry was even quite sure that he had snapped like an old man. It was why he had become so fond of Leafa; she just kept coming back with new resolve. Of course she had given him an Asian name, one which probably fitted the raven head quite well. The more she spoke with him, the harder Harry fought against his bonds. He wanted to hold her, to feel that soft skin against his own and to run his fingers through that beautiful hair. It didn't matter anymore that he couldn't escape this place as long as he could lift the restrictions on his body which prevented him from holding his beloved Leafa.

He sounded like a love-struck teenager…

With a sigh Harry let his eyes travel through the silent forest around him. Seeing Kirito again last night, accompanied by Yui no less, it caused a restless energy to course through him. He had wanted to hug the kid because he had lived through the Death Game and at the same time hit him around the head for stepping back into a VRMMORPG. Yet he couldn't help but feel a little proud at Kirito's courage. The kid had even asked if he could help Harry in any way. But Harry had shaken his head sadly. Not even Yui had been able to figure out the bounds on Harry even if it was clear that Cardinal was keeping him.

…

His eyes snapped open and Harry took a deep breath even if it didn't really help his real body any. It frustrated him because he could feel it every now and again. It was like he was dreaming, waking up for a moment when he was touched, before he was dragged down again. Or maybe it was like drowning…

Harry could feel fingers ghosting across his body and hoped beyond hope that it was only nurses and doctors touching him. His magic would be able to protect him mostly for any murder attempts – not that he expected any now – but apart from keeping him alive it couldn't protect him from any indecencies. Not that he had felt any and he was quite sure that Rinko was still taking care of him, but it had freaked him out the first time he felt them. But amongst all those cold and foreign hands which had held or touched him, he had felt a few warms ones. They touched his arms and hands in comfort, sadness and even hope. He could even hear their voices every now and again. Whispered words of courage and care and even the odd daily event taking place in the real world. Not that they made any sense here - where he was asleep - dreaming of a girl with stormy grey eyes and midnight black hair.

…

His eyes were itching slightly, like he had been asleep for too long with his eyes open. It wasn't what woke him up though. It was a persistent call of one of the young Sylph's. Recon came running through the woods, which seemed odd to Harry at first until he noticed the monsters howling and running after him. Sending a pulse through the wards, the monsters crashed against them with a sickening crunch before exploding into thousands of little light shards.

"Ha!" he called across the clearing seemingly high on the victory. "Take that you little twats! That'll teach you to mess with me and mine!" Harry stared at the disappearing shards for a little while longer before letting his eyes fall to Recon. "You alright there?"

The young fairy was staring at him a little in confusion before breathing out deeply and straightening. He had a frightened yet determent look about him as if he had set out with a mission in mind. It was something which warmed Harry's heart even if he couldn't actually feel it. The young Sylph reminded Harry of a young Neville Longbottom, insecure about his own abilities but determent to help his friends even if it was at the cost of his own life. The boy blinked for a moment before realising where he was and probably what he set out to do as well.

"I figured out your name!" he stated proudly while, quite rudely, pointing towards him. The birds which had nested in his branches startled into flight, squawking all the way. Recon looked up with an embarrassed blush and smiled sheepishly at Harry. The wizard chuckled softly, making the leaves on his branches shake which caused more small virtual animals to appear. They complained as they moved away from him towards one of the other trees close by. They would be back once the fairy disappeared again.

"You were saying Master Fairy?"

"Aren't you worried about the-" but the fairy shook his head and look at Harry determinately. "I know your name, and I mean your true name. Or at least I think I do. I mean when Leafa mentioned you it sort of clicked. I made sure to check, but anyway," and he trailed off slightly seemingly unsure now.

Harry gave him an encouraging look, fighting not to twitch at the discomfort his body was in. Somehow his bounds seemed to tighten around him, pulling at his arms and legs before pushing against his chest as if to push him back into the darkness of his dreams, or reality. "Go on," the wizard said, trying not to sound too eager. "Let's hear what you think my name is."

"I think your real name is Potter Harry!" He spoke it without an accent and the name wasn't mangled beyond recognition. It could be that the system had corrected his pronunciation for the Asian boy as it often would change English words into Japanese depending on who was speaking to whom. It was all intent in this software, something which Harry had insisted on when it was still in development. It made the core software more accessible, ready to travel across the world because it would translate for the speaker and receiver individually.

"It is good to hear my name again," the wizard muttered softly, staring at the clouds which drifted lazily above the trees.

"It's true then," Recon said, snapping Harry back to attention. "You are Kayaba Akihiko's apprentice and co-creator of Sword Art Online?"

Harry frowned. "You know a lot about me. I suspect I have been on the news then if you know about my help in the creation of Cardinal and Aincrad."

The confession still seemed to shock the young gamer and all the boy could do was stare at the prisoner for quite a few minutes. Harry, seeing that he wouldn't get a reaction from Recon at the moment, let his mind drift for a second. He hadn't lied it had felt good to hear someone say his name after such a long time. Sure Kirito had called him by his first name, as had everyone else in SAO, but they all probably assumed it was a nickname or character name he was using much like Akihiko had done. But Recon had called him by his name as everyone had done in the real world. It reminded him of his friends who were lost to him… of everyone who was lost to him.

He mourned the loss of his friends, of a world ripped away from him through the manipulations of those who thought they were better than him. Raise a hero through spite and encouragement before knocking him of the pedestal they made for him and spitting him out of the continent because Merlin forbid he would get ideas to run the continent he just saved. Not that Harry had wanted to do anything like that. All he had wanted after defeating Voldemort was to pick up whatever was left of his life and perhaps settle into a quiet home in the countryside. But everything had been denied him after the War. Placed on a boat with a one-way ticket while his friends were being treated in St. Mungo's. By the time any owl could reach him they had been turned against him, manipulated into thinking he had become a Dark Wizard and had tried to murder them.

Something came over him then. It touched his arm in comfort as if it tried to make him realise he wasn't alone. It frightened him, caused him to pull at his arms making the leaves on his branches fall like it was autumn. His green eyes followed their descent, large in fright, his breathing had become slightly laboured. Darkness had started to surround him, a different darkness than the usual soothing dark. This one was cold and slightly hostile. It pulled at him, at his toes, his fingers, his hairs. It seemed to shove him back into the direction he had come, yet his heart told him that whatever was pushing him away was something he should be recognising. Something he had helped create.

"Harry."

Someone was calling him, someone who his heart recognised but his mind had been cast into the darkness too deep. He was tired…

"Harry!"

His heart throbbed painfully and he could feel the blood rushing through his veins. Nothing artificial about any of the feelings coursing through his body. For once when he breathed in deeply he could almost smell the fresh air, feel the wind on his face and the warmth of the sun.

"Potter-san?"

It was Recon calling him back and when Harry opened his eyes he could see genuine concern reflected in the teen's eyes. "Potter-san," the fairy asked hesitantly. "Why are you here?"

The question caught Harry a little off guard but he guessed he should have expected it. When he didn't immediately answer the Sylph, simply gazing down at Recon, the fairy started to stammer out excuses. "I mean, you are allowed to be here of course. Nobody has more rights to be here than you. But I heard you were still in hospital and you seem quite stuck in the system. Not that I'm accusing you of anything of course. It's not like you programmed it this way but you seem to be in a lot of trouble…"

Harry chuckled. "You quite hit the hammer on the head there." Recon looked sad and slightly ashamed but the wizard shook his head which didn't seem to be as stuck as it had been. "No it's alright, I'm glad you noticed and I'm sure the little lady may have said something before to you. She does seem like someone who would notice things like that."

"Leafa may have mentioned some of her suspicions," Recon confessed. "She's very headstrong, very protective of those she knows. It's why she sent me here in the first place. While Leafa is guiding Kirito to the World Tree she asked me to look into you, dropping your first name quite by chance, when it suddenly hit me. I'm sorry I took so long though; we had a problem concerning the leader of our guild. Or should I say ex-leader." He smiled wistfully as if he was quite in love.

"It seems everyone is quite in love with the little lady," Harry muttered feeling a slight burning in the pit of his stomach.

"But it seems that she's in love with just one though," the teen stated quite forcefully, looking up at Harry with an odd light in his eyes. They flickered from green to brown for a moment before turning back again and it caused Harry to frown in concentration. If the images were flickering between real life and virtual life than perhaps the system was failing in this zone. The wards were responding to his will after all and he could feel his heart beating quite steadily.

It wasn't until he focussed on his heartbeat that the code came back to him. Why it was suddenly working for him he didn't know. Maybe it was a fault in the update from last night, or it could even have been Cardinal itself, slackening in its defences against him because something else had caught its attention. Whatever it was, it shone like a beacon to Harry.

"What did you promise her?" he asked, his eyes staring unseeing at the system which was alive in front of him.

Recon shifted. "That I would keep you company as long as she was away with Kirito."

"Yes," the wizard muttered while pushing against his bonds. "Yes." His eyes snapped towards the young fairy. "The World Tree isn't easily conquered though. I don't need company, but I do need a favour. Nagata Shinichi, I will give you the power you seek to help your friends. This is my parting gift to you for a question well answered." And he quickly accessed the system and updated the Sylph with a few clicks.

Recon blinked at the use of his real-life name and startled almost violently when he started to glow. Harry gave a cheeky smile when the fairy stuttered and tripped over his roots. The wizard caught the teen, pulling one arm free of its restraints and was almost pulled out of his prison completely when he tried to pull Recon up again. Harry hadn't realised just how much he had weakened by being inside of the tree.

Before Cardinal could pull him back in Harry accessed the system again. "Protect her, them for me!" And with a final click send Recon towards the World Tree where brother and sister should be. Fear flickered through him as the system closed in around him and plunged him back into darkness but Harry smiled. He had smiled when defeating Voldemort and he would smile again when he knew that salvation for the trapped souls was close at hand.

…

"Harry?" a soft voice called from somewhere out in the darkness which spread out in from of him. The wizard huffed a little and buried himself inside the deep comforting dark. "Are you awake Harry?"

The raven head turned away from the slightly nagging voice but whoever it was didn't give in. "Harry James Potter, you get up this instant or I swear I'm calling Rinko on you!"

One emerald green eye opened and zeroed in on the familiar figure standing in front of him. Harry groaned softly and closed his eye again. "Just a few more minutes sensei," the wizard muttered probably sounding like a teenager but he found that he couldn't much care. All he wanted at the moment was lay in this comfortable darkness and stay there.

"Not possible Harry," Akihiko said and Harry forced his eyes to open again. There was a slight smile on the scientist's face which could almost be described as proud. It confused Harry to no end. He hadn't done anything to make his professor proud so what was the man proud about? Proud of the survival of Cardinal? "It's high time we set things right. Word reached my ears that a partner of ours took a few liberties with our work. It's why Cardinal sought to protect you when you couldn't log out at the end of our – sorry, my game. It's also why you were constantly kept half asleep, so you couldn't access the system and draw attention to yourself. You always were one to draw attention to yourself."

Harry chuckled. "My Gryffindor side was always too overbearing," he muttered still half-asleep. It was hard to keep his thoughts straight when he felt like going back to sleep this whole time. His attention span had shortened drastically too, but that might be Cardinal interfering with his thought process. "That little lady sure stirred things up again."

Kayaba blinked, appearing confused by his apprentice, before shrugging it off. His apprentice was always a bit eccentric in his mutterings, having Cardinal scramble around his brain made it even worse apparently. "Access the system Harry! You alone have the power to stop Cardinal, to set yourself free! Don't you want that Harry? To feel the sun on your face, the wind playing with your hair."

"I never took you to be so poetic sensei," Harry said, raising himself up to his full height until he was standing proudly in front of the man who took him under his wing. He shook himself awake, pushed past the security codes which locked him in and started what should have been an hour long code, yet it only took him a few minutes.

Kayaba observed him silently with a smile. "Now there's a sigh I haven't seen in a while. It makes me long for the days when we were all working together creating the system."

"Those days will never return though, will they?" Harry muttered, finishing up the code with a frown. He breathed in deeply when he could feel his heart starting to beat steadily again, warm blood coursing through his body, air circling in his lungs. It felt good to feel alive, awake. "Now for revenge," the wizard growled, his emerald eyes burning with rage.

"Sorry?" the scientist asked, clearly startled by the idea. "Why would you seek revenge when you could get out of the system?"

"Are you kidding?" the wizard cried out. "I heard from Kirito what Sugou did. I knew that bastard was up to something when we took him on. I warned you even, confronted him just before I was locked inside the system. Oh I see now why Cardinal saw the need to protect one of its makers, why it accepted you into the system. Let you live. Can't you see sensei that the system we created, the very world we wanted to share, has become our homes – our safe zones."

Akihiko smiled almost serenely at him. It was a knowing smile, a smile Harry had seen many times before. It was the smile of a man who had a plan. "Will you be able to pick up a sword then, Harry?"

...AOL…

The sight in front of him sickened him slightly. Asuna was hanging onto shackles, desperately trying to lift the strain from her arms by raising herself on her toes. Her clothes were torn revealing her upper body to the two occupants in the sub-dimension. Kirito was on the ground, a gravity field keeping him down and his own sword impaled in his back. The kid was in true pain, Harry could see it on his face, and Sugou just kept on fondling Asuna in front of her in-game husband.

Harry growled and accessed his system with Voice Command, making the three others look towards him. He must have looked unimpressive because Kirito shot him a worried look and even Asuna looked a little confused, but Sugou gave him the best look of all. It was a holier-then-thou look and a confidently cocky smirk which caused Harry to chuckle softly. The man looked almost high and the wizard wondered if that would be his downfall.

"Ah Nobuyuki-san, long time no see!" He was still in the control centre, subtly releasing Kirito and restoring his health. When the bonds snapped on Asuna the SAO hero used his superior speed to catch his in-game wife. Oberon barely noticed, seemingly far too busy to work out if he knew Harry from somewhere.

"Yes, I remember you," Sugou said raising his eyebrows like he was surprised. "Finally been able to set yourself free then? Or, don't tell me, you got one of my fairies to break you out?" The Fairy King laughed when Harry snarled. "That does seem to be your thing. Hadn't I told you before, Harii-chan? You need to use people as stepping stones, much like I used dear Rinko-chan and sensei. And look where it got me!"

"Yes, I can see you clearly," Harry sneered. "A fake King for a world which isn't even yours. Sensei will always be king here! As long as you use a copy of our world, the world sensei, Rinko and I created, you will never be but a bug on the system, ready to be squashed when the next update runs. Because you forget that you're living in a borrowed world that already has a King, a Queen and even a Regent! Cardinal will never answer to you."

His angry face was laughably pitiful. It had nothing on the man who had hunted Harry's dreams in the real world or even the scariest monster Kayaba had created. No, Sugou was truly a pitiful man full of empty words and gestures. "System Command; Generate object ID Excalibur!"

Harry didn't know the command, but looked at the man when the object of a legendary sword failed to show. The wizard raised a questioning eyebrow. "Still not ready to listen to anything we say? Have you already forgotten what I represent? What Kirito-kun and even Asuna-san represents? For those two are, and always will be, the Lightning Flash and the Legendary Black Swordsman. But I guess you don't really understand those things do you, Fairy King Oberon?" And with a speed he hadn't known he possessed Harry punched Sugou in the face. "Cardinal, grant me my sword!"

Cardinal shaped around him, seemingly purring softly as it presented Harry with his sword. It was a heavy, silver blade, the hilt decorated with rubies and runes where engraved into the surface which sparkled slightly in the dim light. Harry took his time, admiring the blade he had created while still in SAO. It was almost a copy to the Gryffindor Sword which rested in a glass case in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts School. This one would never be taken from him though and would never be just an ornament on anyone's wall. It would forever be used by gamers until the data would be lost in time only to be forged again by new hands with new goals and ideas.

"This is Griffin," Harry said softly and when he raised his eyes to look at Sugou they flashed with something unspeakable making Sugou flinch. "A sword created by me, to appear in the hour of need to anyone with the heart to call for its help. But you will never understand something like that, will you Nobuyuki? Because all you can do is call for the strongest sword because you expect to be obeyed."

"But I am to be obeyed!" Sugou cried out, sounding somewhat deranged. "I am King of this world, its ruler, its God!"

"No you're not," Kirito said sharply. "You are a ruler of nothing, a King of Thieves. You only know how to steal worlds, places, and people and expect them to obey you because you say so. But the world doesn't work like that and certainly not a world made by Kayaba and Harry!"

The Black Swordsman used Heathcliff's ID to access the system and called forth the sword Sugou had intended to call for. He looked almost disappointed when the golden sword appeared, catching it with ease, before flinging it to Nobuyuki who caught it clumsily. The man clearly hadn't bothered to learn any skills or he would have been able to catch the sword with ease. Kirito noticed it too and clicked his tongue in annoyance before taking up his own sword. Harry suspected Kirito had spoken to Sugou in the real world because it was clear that he was after revenge for something. Should he leave the boy to take his vengeance? It certainly wouldn't do for the both of them to attack Oberon, Harry still had his honour and he was sure Kirito wouldn't stand for it either.

The wizard caught the swordsman's eye and nodded. Harry wouldn't interfere in this fight, already planning on destroying the man publicly in the real world when he got out of the system. Harry watched the 'fight' impassively, his arms wrapped around the girl who had suffered a great deal at the hands of Oberon. Asuna had stiffened when the wizard placed a comforting arm around her and Harry promptly asked the system to mend her clothing. "You don't have to say anything," he whispered softly. "And I don't plan to do anything but look after you if you will let me. Don't worry though, Kirito will end it all soon and you will be able to return to the real world."

"And so will you Harry-san," she whispered softly in return. Harry gave her a weak smile, not really believing that he would be able to wake up in the real world. At least he would be able to see the little lady while he remained in this world. "Don't you want to return?"

Harry smile warily at the girl and sighed softly. "I've forgotten," he whispered softly and watched as Kirito impaled Sugou after cutting his body in half. He smiled up at the young man who had accomplished so much in such a short time. "Thank you Kirito-kun. You can take your wife back to the real world now."

Kirito bowed to Harry which startled and confused the wizard. "Thank you for taking care of her Harry-san. I guess it's time for you to return to the real world as well. Take good care of my sister. She seems very fond of you."

This confused Harry even more but he remained silent, watching as Asuna reached out for her husband and accepting his embrace. With a sigh Harry turned away, giving the two their privacy and leaving him alone with his racing heart. He could feel life returning to his numb limbs, his iced heart and terrified head. Everything felt so clear, so real and it was driving him to despair. He wanted this; the heat from the sun, the cold rain, the smell of real life. But most of all he wanted those beautiful grey eyes to look at him and tell him that everything was alright, that he would never have to return to this virtual world.

"Sleep Harry," a voice whispered and without realising he had closed his eyes Harry opened them to see his professor standing over him with a knowing smile. "Don't fear our world or the one you believe you have lost. Because learning to love is something I learned from you Harry and love is a very human emotion indeed."

Harry smiled softly. "Good night sensei," he whispered and with one final hungry look closed his eyes and accepted the darkness behind them.

…RL…

It was dark when Harry opened his eyes again and everything seemed out of focus. He felt like he was encased, his arms and legs bound, his head kept in place by a helmet which felt strangely familiar. He breathed in deeply, wiggled his toes and fingers to trigger his blood circulation. Everything around him seemed cold, Goosebumps covered his entire body making him shake and his teeth rattled. Why was everything so cold? Still, a faint smile reached his lips. "Everything is cold," he muttered softly but no sound escaped him. Harry wondered why.

The wizard turned his head, which proved a little difficult because of the helmet he was wearing, and glanced around the room. It appeared to be some sort of a hospital room which made him chuckle softly. "It figures I would wake in a hospital instead of in the lab," Harry muttered, blinking lazily as he tried to take everything in. The moon was shining through the curtains he could see through the plastic case of his prison/bed. Something tugged uncomfortably at his skin making the wizard frown and tried to lift his arm. It didn't seem that he was tied down in any way, but his body was just too weakened to really respond to anything his brain wanted to do. He huffed softly and tried to shift when the uncomfortable patches started to itch.

"This is so unfair," Harry muttered and the wizard pushed against every restrained his body threw at him. "Why won't you just work? Ah, I think I heard something."

Something buzzed to his left and the raven head tried to look to where the sound came from. The blurry image of a statue appeared close to him. A statue which seemed oddly alive. His heart started beating faster when the statue advanced on his immobile body. In horror he saw something gleam in the moonlight and he knew he was in danger. His vision cleared in his fright, probably caused by a bit of accidental magic, and he recognised Sugou Nobuyuki standing in his room, a knife gleaming in his hand and madness in his eyes. He saw his ex-fellow apprentice speak a few words, but his ears were still not working apart from the low buzzing which was driving him nuts.

"No!" Harry cried out when Sugou raised his knife and in one desperate attempt the wizard raised his right hand to shield himself. Nothing happened and when Harry opened his eyes again, the man had disappeared. Had it been a figment of his imagination? Something his mind conjured up in his fright at waking up. He relaxed back onto the bed, taking a few steadying breaths to stop his jumping heart. He forced his weakened body to move again when the irritated patches of skin itched again and finally he found relief as newly clipped nails scratched weakly at the skin. The itch was caused by some hard patches attached to wires. Harry guessed this was where the buzzing sound came from and he was able to see the machines which monitored his vital signs. They spiked, flickered and died when his magic finally returned to him like a flood wave of warmth.

The raven head chuckled at the welcoming feeling and light suddenly flooded the room. The door to his room had opened without him noticing and a young girl with short black hair and shining grey eyes was standing in his doorway. She looked around the room in wonder, seemingly confused by either the light or something more in the room, before noticing his staring. Her mouth dropped open in shock and she quickly rushed to his side, babbling away. Harry couldn't really understand what she was saying but was grateful when the teen carefully helped him sit up before removing his helmet.

"My hearing has not yet returned," he explained calmly when she looked at him questioningly. The girl blushed whether from embarrassment or his intense gaze but Harry found the fine dusting of pink on her cheeks quite endearing.

"Kirigaya Suguha," she said slowly, resting her hand on her bosom when introducing herself.

Harry smiled and nodded, already a little lost at the sparkle in her eyes. "Potter Harry James," he greeted, lifting her hand before finding himself without the strength completely so bending down to kiss her knuckles instead. "It is a pleasure to see you on this side Leafa."

Her blush deepened and she fidgeted slightly making Harry frown. "I must be a disappointment to you," the wizard said his eyes downcast to her worrying hands. "Too old and too weak to properly look after you. And while you showed how beautiful you are to me, I must be too much of a disappointment to you so I understand if you…"

Suguha smiled at him and placed her hand firmly in his, showing her true character trough her shining grey eyes. "I think I already know my own heart quite well," she said, leaning close to speak in his ear.

Harry smiled and placed a trembling hand against her soft cheek. Suguha smiled tenderly and leaned into the touch. "Will you accept this old and weary heart?" Harry said softly touching her cheek with his own.

She pulled back to truly look at him for a moment, taking in his weary and weakened body before locking her grey eyes with his green ones. "Let me into your heart as I let you into mine?" she said softly.

Harry looked at her questioningly, making sure that she wasn't deceiving him in any way that he could tell in that moment. He noted just how young she was, guessing her age around sixteen, still so young and innocent of most things and he wondered how she would take to knowing his history, his adventures at school and the fact that he had killed people. But he knew, he could tell, that she had been exposed to some betrayal and heartbreak in her young life. Yes this girl would accept him entirely, faults and all.

A tear almost escaped him but his throat certainly constricted and he leaned towards her to place a soft kiss on her rosy cheek. "You, Kirigaya Suguha, I would love for all eternity!"

A/N: oh no, that is such a cheesy ending! I almost feel ashamed that I didn't actually made Harry finish of Sugou but I found this more fitting. Sugou didn't lock Harry into AOL after all. Anyway, a fine ending to this story I would say. I have started the Epilogue so look out for that. I might finish it before the end of the week. I am a little excited because I'm off to Japan in about three weeks which means I won't be able to write anything and even then I've been unable to write for such a long time! Anyway I do hope I'll be able to finish it right away. Let me know what you thought of this story.