Payback's a Witch Ch 15 The End, a harry potter fanfic

LAST CHAPTER! Hope I do it justice ^.^

:::::::WARNING:::::: Tissues will be needed

TO: Aurora

We never know who was in the Twins room just so you know. But he's dead so it doesn't matter lol. And you should know by now I never end on a bad note now do I? Many twists through the story but I always have a happy ending lol. Mind you I'm working on one and I think I may end it on a note that will have every one kill me . . .

TO: traviswj

Aweh why thank you! I try my best to make them seem like they're JK's characters. But when you love something you can do anything. Let's face it, I love my characters and I love HP so I can make it work lol.

TO: fireyhell

Thank you! You're a sweetie ^.^

TO: Michael

You know me waaayyyyy too well lol. Way to well. That's it! The other story I'm working on has to have unpredictable twists! Lol

TO: SamHAS

I don't hate Colin! I love him! I just like watching him squirm mwuhahaha! xD

Rated R

PAIRINGS-dominant/submissive: Dean/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Draco/Neville, Harry/Zach/Ernie, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Pansy/Colin, Blaise/Dennis, Alex/Colin, Draco/Ritchie, Seamus/Owen, Owen/Jimmy

WARNINGS: Course Language, Male/Male, Violence, BDSM, Uncomfortable Settings, Traumatizing Children, Sexual Situations, Anal, Rimming, Fisting, spanking, Oral Sex, Mpreg

. . . Enjoy . . .

Dennis scanned the crowd and stiffened. Fuck. He walked quickly to Colin and took the drink, the taller frowning but not objecting. It wasn't opened yet anyways. He went to lead him back to the car but it was too late.

"COLYIN!" Someone squealed. The blonde's face twisted into one of agony and he covered his mouth, shoulders shaking violently, tears pouring down his cheeks. "I's missed yous! You has to come over! Oyivers and I's mads that you stopped! You no like me no more?" The smaller asked looking hurt. Colin let out a sob and threw the car door open, climbing in and slamming it shut, a wail leaving him as he started to sob uncontrollably.

"Aiden! Aiden! There you a-" He froze and looked at Dennis, his son crying heavily and trying to open the car door. Dennis glared at him with teary eyes.

Alex gasped in pain and stumbled, grabbing his rapidly bruising cheek.

"Will!" Colin's mother yelled shocked, pulling him away from the redhead.

"YOU!" He yelled, giving his most venomous look. "YOU DID THIS TO MY SON?"

"William stop it!" Jessica Creevey hollered, pulling him back. "What's wrong with you? You never act out like this!"

"He's the one that hurt Colin!" he yelled, pointing to the car, the five year old boy staring in the window with the most hurt expression, crying and screaming, banging on it, Oliver on the opposite side. "He doesn't eat! He doesn't sleep! What the fuck did you do to my son?" His voice cracked and he looked away, Al's watery green eyes staring at his own sons.

They had missed Colin, asking him every day since they left when he'd be coming back. He let out his own sob and tried to cover it up, William looking shocked as the Irishman wiped his eyes.

"A-Aiden, O-Oliver, s-s-stop that!" His voice cracked

"Noooo!" they both wailed and started shaking from frustration. Aiden let out a scream and the car door clicked before opening. The twins' magic had started coming into play recently and here was apparently no exception. He climbed in and a loud sob from Colin was heard. Alex walked over, tear tracks down his cheeks and bent down to take Aiden out. He stiffened and closed his eyes, his son hugging the sobbing blonde tight, also crying heavily, asking why Colin hated them so much and what he did.

"A-Aiden." Colin let out a louder sob when he heard Alex's voice. "Colin doesn't hate you. H-he . . . daddy told him t-to stop coming around." He said in a hoarse voice. His heart broke at the look from his son.

"Why!" He let out another cry. "Now Colyins won't be my mommys!" He hugged the blonde protectively. Alex let out a sob and climbed into the car.

"G-give daddy a minute with Colin please?"

"No! Not tills Colyin hugs me and says he stiw loves mes!" He yelled, more tears falling.

"A-alright." At his words the blonde pulled the sobbing child to him, holding him like a life source.

"O-of course I-I lo-ov-ve you-ou." Colin hiccupped; holding either side of the smaller's face and wiping his tears, trying to control his trembling lip.

"And me's too?" Oliver asked, climbing in over his dad.

"Ye-es." He hugged him as well, before pulling back, the two giving bright smile and climbing out. Colin brought his knees to his chest, eyes watery, vision blurry as Alex closed the door. He hiccupped again, lip trembling violently as he tried to calm himself.

"Colin." He said softly. Alex pulled him into a hug and the smaller wailed, crawling onto his lap and burying his head under the taller's chin, warm arms wrapped around him, rubbing his side until his sobs turned to hiccups and from that to random hitches in his breath.

"Colin I'm sorry." He turned the smaller's head up to face him. "God I missed you." His own lip trembled. "I'm sorry." He hugged the petite blonde tight, letting out his own sob and Colin started up again, both just hugging. It took a while for them to stop but when they did nothing needed to be said. There was a mutual understanding. Lips pressed together gently and the taller brushed the tears from the smaller's face.

"God I love you."

"L-l-love you to-oo." He sniffled and smiled into the kiss. Alex carefully climbed out of the car, the smaller on his lap and helped put him onto his feet, standing as well. "You have a bruise." He whispered.

"Your dad punched me." He muttered rubbing the spot. Colin looked at him shocked. "When was the last time you ate love? You're skin and bone." Alex rubbed the smaller's cheek affectionately. Dennis smiled at his parents who stared uneasily. They weren't sure if they wanted their son to go back with him.

"Colyin!" Aiden ran over and stopped, his lip trembling. Colin looked at Alex who nodded. The blonde swooped down and picked the smaller up, placing him on his hip, a gleeful squeal being heard and the strawberry blonde hugged him, shaking with excitement.

"Wow you're getting heavy!"

"No, you're just getting weak." Alex pointed out. "They've gained three pounds since you last saw them." He chuckled out. "Looks like they may take after their mom and be short shits." He chuckled out.

"Colyin has black eyeballs!" Oliver stated shocked, mouth wide open.

"No he just hasn't slept properly."

"Oh like daddy?" Aiden asked. Colin looked at him confused.

"Glamour charms." Alex said sheepishly. "They come in quite handy sometimes. Why are you here anyways?"

"My cousin is Jeff."

"Oh! His girlfriend is my cousin." He stated. "Was asked to come that way her niece wouldn't be the only kid here. Doesn't look like that was a problem though." He stated. Colin's lip trembled and Alex sighed knowingly. "Dennis?"

"Already on it!" He led the two boys away who were more than happy to be spending time with him.

"C'mon, let's see if we can't find somewhere to lay down for a bit ok?" the smaller nodded and quietly followed.

"Hey Cols! How ya doin' mate?" Jeff laughed and hugged him. "And you must be the famous Alex Anderson he never shut up about at school!" He grinned and shook his hand.

"Hey do you have somewhere private with a couch or a bed we can go?"

"E-excuse me?" He stared bugged eyed. Alex pointed to Colin and Jeff gapped. "Y-yeah, this way." He motioned for his crying cousin to follow. Alex nodded at him and closed the door to Jeff's room. He grabbed the bottom of Colin's shirt and pulled it off followed by unbuckling his bottoms and removing them so he was just in his boxers, socks and shoes on the floor. Alex pulled his top off, Colin's breath hitching, followed by his jeans, shoes and socks, slipping in next to the smaller. He spooned up behind the smaller, pressing his lips to the dishevelled hair.

Colin relaxed into him, feeling safe for the first time in nearly half a year. The broad man behind him, an arm around his waist protectively, the familiar smell wafting his senses. Alex watched the smaller drift off to sleep and smiled when his sons opened the door, quietly walking in and Aiden climbing up onto the bed in front of Colin snuggling up close. Alex rolled onto his back, pulling the smaller's shoulder gently until he was also on his back, Oliver climbing up between them. He got off the bed and watched his sons and lover.

Both boys had their head on Colin's shoulder, hugging him and dozing off to sleep. They really missed him. He had never had that happen before. His boys had never cared for anyone, with the exception of each other and himself, so much in their lives! He quietly closed the door and headed down the stairs. Mr. Creevey shot him a dark look and he sighed walking over.

"Colin's asleep in Jeff's room with the twins." He said softly.

"Why did you hurt him? He refused to tell anyone, just that he 'fucked up' and you left him."

"He punched someone and it made me frightened for my kids' lives. I warned him not to and he called me a hypocrite in reference to my past. He tried to apologize but I was mad and wanted space. But he refused. Basically he stated that if he had kids, all the problems I went through with mine, never would have happened, suggesting it was my fault."

"What was?" He raised his brow at the taller.

"My son was sexually harassed and stabbed sir. One was by my uncle the other an intruder." He ran a hand through his hair. "I love your son Mr. Creevey, more than any other partner I've ever had. It killed me every day that I didn't see him and what's worse was my kids reaction. I had forbid him to see my sons. Every day they asked me when Colin was going to come and see them. And I kept saying he wasn't. They thought Colin hated them and it tore them to shreds." He cleared his throat and looked away. "I knew he'd be here today sir, and if he wasn't then I was going to apparate to his home. I needed to see him. Needed to see if he was ok. If he was laughing and doing alright then . . . then I wasn't going to ruin his day.

"But he was a wreck. I missed him so damn much. I-I didn't realize how much until I saw him and when Aiden reacted the way he did . . . it nearly killed me. Aiden and Oliver have never liked any date or partner I brought home. Except for Colin." He ran a hand through his hair and sniffed. "I never want to leave him again. He fits so perfectly in my world. He was right. I set my standards far too high and expected him to be able to follow them without a glitch. But no one could. So . . . I fucked up, not him. And if I had my way, I'd never let him leave my side again."

"Then don't." A voice rasped out. He spun and stared surprised, A sleepy Colin behind him, a snoring twin on each shoulder. "C-can you help me? They're kind of heavy!"

"Right! Sorry!" He grabbed his boys carefully. "How much did you hear?"

"I woke up when the door closed and followed you . . . so . . . all of it." Alex turned and gave the eldest Creevey a fake glare.

"And you knew." The man laughed and shrugged with a huge grin. Colin walked in front and wrapped his arms around the redhead and his sons, pressing a kiss to his sternum.

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Neville ran a hand through his hair and sighed, walking down the road from the store, the groceries his Nan wanted in his arms. He heard a cackle of sorts and dropped the food, spinning on his heel. His eyes widened as a spell hit him, knocking him out.

Owen bit his lip and watched Seamus as he laughed along with his family, playing monopoly. He smiled when his turn came, that familiar blush dusting his cheeks. The Irishman smiled at him and rubbed his knee under the table.

"C-can I talk to you?" Owen whispered when he ended up bankrupt. Why did Mr. Finnigan have to buy boardwalk and jam a hotel and two houses on it? Seamus nodded, landing on Pennsylvania Ave, a hotel and four houses by his mother taking him out of the race.

"Sure." He got up and smiled at his parents, following the smaller to his room.

"I-I've been hiding something from you b-b-b-but don't be mad."

"Ok . . ." The brunet raised his brow confused. The petite boy reached under his bed and pulled out a shoe box, opening it and dumping a wad of letters onto the bed.

The Irishman picked one up and stared horrified.

Dear shit head.

Hope everything's going grand up there with your boy toy.

We miss you down here.

It's not the same without our little rag doll.

I must admit . . . I do miss finding interesting things to place up in you. I rather liked some of them. You make beautiful faces when in pain you know.

Missing you,

Seamus stared enraged and looked through the others. Fifteen. All of them getting cruder and meaner as they went. The smaller sniffed and wiped his cheeks.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You promised not to get mad!" Owen said nervously.

"I'm not mad at you I'm mad at him!" He exclaimed. "Owen . . ." He sighed.

"Th-theres another thing though." He shifted uncomfortably. "I-I got upset and didn't want to tell you but . . . I . . . I needed a release . . ."

"You didn't!" Seamus gasped standing up looking pained.

"I-I did." He nodded and reached back under the bed, pulling out another box and handing it to Seamus. The older stared a bit confused. Did he put his cutting supplied in a giant box? He opened it up and blinked.

"Y-you drew?" He let out a relieved sigh.

"B-but it's bad of me!"

"Why?"

"Because. I was better than the others so I wasn't allowed to."

"Owen you're brilliant! I want you to keep drawing! It's beautiful!" He pulled out one, a drawing of them from the first photo they ever took, the older tickling him, foreheads together, both laughing. Most were of sceneries, some done in graphite, others in pencil crayon, paint, pastel and so on. They really were amazing, especially for someone his age.

"I-I'm allowed to draw here?" He asked with excitement.

"Of course you can!" He laughed and hugged the smaller. Not one picture was depressing, not one gave any sort of hint that he was suicidal. "Here I was thinking you were trying to off yourself!"

"What?" he stared with bug eyes. "I could never do that! Not after Joey died! I-I know how much it hurts to lose a loved one . . . I couldn't do that to you." He whispered. Seamus' eyes widened and he moved closer.

"Love!" he made an 'awe' sound and brought their lips together. "Hey sweetie how old are you . . . fifteen now right?" The smaller nodded. Seamus smirked and pressed a hand to his chest pushing until he lied down. He waved his wand, the door shutting, putting up locking and silencing charms. He pressed their lips together gently and slipped down the shy boy's chest. He watched him carefully, lust filled eyes watching him in turn. He pressed his lips to the smaller's jean covered member, pulling back and popping his button open, pulling down the zipper. The smaller's breathing picked up and a hand slipped into his hair, excitement shining in those brown depths.

Seamus pressed his mouth onto the smaller's boxers, breathing hot air over the head of the smaller's member.

"Please! Oh Merlin Seamus." He whispered. The older tugged and Owen lifted his hips, feeling the rough material and his boxers slip down his thighs and caves, shivering as they fell to the floor, the older seated between his legs again.

He lightly grasped his member and tilted it towards him, sticking his tongue out, licking the bead of precum. Owen gasped and shivered, tangling both hands in the darker locks. Seamus brought the head into his mouth and sucked. He jumped and pulled back.

"I'm sorry!"

"It's alright." The older chuckled out, pinning the smaller's hips so he couldn't buck again. He leaned back down and took the smaller into his mouth, giving it a bob. The other cried out and whimpered, unsure of what to do. He arched high and tossed his head, tingles flying around him.

"Ah! S-Seamus!" He arched high and whispered. Seamus smirked and sucked hard, bobbing and swirling his tongue. "I-I Oh! Oh fuck! Oh motherfuckingsonofabitch!" Seamus stared surprised but picked up his pace. "Fuck yes!" The smaller bucked and gripped the brown hair tighter. He stiffened and cried out, shivering violently. Seamus swallowed around him, moaning. Fuck he tasted good!

He pulled back and crawled up the smaller. "Fuck you have a dirty mouth."

"S-sorry!" He blushed heavily and the taller shook his head.

"It's hot." He pressed their lips together lovingly.

Blue eyes slowly opened and he groaned. "Draco?"

"I'm so sorry Neville!" He whispered looking deeply troubled

"For what? Why does my head hurt, where am I?"

"M-my house. I told my parents I was seeing you . . ." He ran a hand through his hair. "So they knocked you out and brought you're here to evaluate you basically. See if you're worthy and such." He huffed. The younger raised a brow.

"Alrighty then."

"Daddy!" Aiden ran in.

"Daddy's not here yet sweetie, remember?" Colin smiled and kissed the top of his head, continuing on dinner.

"No! I mean you daddy!" Aiden laughed out. He gave Colin a picture, squealed and ran away, shaking all excited, watching him around the corner. Colin chuckled and looked down. He smiled and glanced around it. There were four people. The two little ones in the middle were the twins. 'Aiden', with a backwards 'd' (AibEn) and Oliver. On one end, next to Oliver was 'Daddy!' and on the other was 'Daddy Colin!' He smiled and walked over to the fridge, grabbing a magnet and putting the drawing up on it.

Nothing could ruin his day now.

"Daddy! The foods smoking!" Aiden gapped.

"Ah!" Colin spun and moved it off the burner. "We'll just scrape the black off." He said sheepishly.

"Scrape the black off what?"

"Daddy Colyin burned da dinners again!"

"Hey I tried!" He pouted.

"Daddy Colin eh?" He raised his brow. Colin flinched and looked at him. "Did he come up with that one?"

"Y-yeah, is it bad? Should I not come over as much?"

"Do you like being called that?" The smaller blushed and nodded. "Then I'm perfectly fine with it." He pressed their lips together. "From now on . . . I'm cooking."

"Oh thank Merwin!" The twins breathed.

"Hey!" Both adults said amused, well Colin a bit more hurt.

"I'm not that bad!"

"You gave us food poisoning." Alex raised his brow. Colin gave a nervous laugh.

"Only twice!" He blushed and Alex laughed, hugging him.

"I'm teasing you love. But I'm going to do the cooking when the kids are here. Or I can supervise or teach you . . ." He brought their mouths together. Colin frowned but nodded.

"Probably for the best."

"Indeed" He chuckled. "Love you."

"I love you too." He pouted. Alex frowned.

"Shit I actually upset you. Love I didn't mean to make you upset!" He wrapped his arms around the smaller tighter.

"I could have killed you!"

"Not likely sweetie." He smiled. Colin held a slight frown and the twins followed suit, walking over.

"Daddy Colyin's very good at making tweats!"

"He's right you know! Make the best cookies I've ever had." He winked. "And I do rather enjoy when you make whipped cream."

"Alex!" He gapped, blushing a dark red.

"Oh come off it! We didn't get that exotic, you got some on your nose." He laughed out. "I wouldn't mind using some for . . . alternative . . . reasons." The smaller rolled his eyes with a smile.

"I bet you wouldn't." The taller leaned down and pressed his lips to the blonde's neck. Two months. They had been back together for about two months already and Colin's school was creeping up fast.

"So . . . we have two weeks left. Are you gonna bring him to our gig?" A very tall man asked.

"Right! We have one don't we! And I still have to give you a strip tease!"

"Oh, oh, way too much information!" Sand made a face and Alex laughed. Colin felt his bottoms tighten and a small noise left the back of his throat.

"We should get to dinner."

"No!" Colin gripped him tight.

"Why not?"

"B-because you got me excited!"

"Yes I can feel that." Alex snickered.

"I have no shirt on and I'm in thin white boxers Alex!" Green eyes widened.

"Let's summon you some clothes then shall we?"

"Yes I'd much prefer the boys didn't see me hard!" He glared.

"I'd rather not see it either!" Sand pointed out. Colin stuck his tongue out.

"Keep that up and I'll flash ya." He teased.

"You would to." Alex laughed. "Maybe I should teach you to be an exotic dancer!"

"Well then professor Anderson, what on earth would I pay you with?" The smaller whispered out, nipping the taller's nipple. Alex let out a low groan.

"I'm sure we could . . . come . . . up . . . with something creative." He leaned down and pressed their mouths together.

"Ewie!" The twins giggled out and the redhead laughed; the blonde chuckling.

"Fuck." Seamus and the others breathed, watching Alex and his band.

"He's a really good singer!"

"Gives you shivers even!" Harry grinned. Colin smiled and watched his leather clad lover as he was finishing up the show. Colin's mom agreed to watch the twins so that way they could spend the night alone together. Tonight was supposed to be his strip tease.

"Mmm are you sure this is a good idea?" Seamus mumbled. Owen groaned and nodded, shivering when he was pressed harder into the cold bricks, a finger wiggling about inside him. He gasped and gripped the taller's shoulder's tight, eyes rolling. "Here I was thinking our first time would be on a bed! How silly of me." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh hush up and fuck me." The Hufflepuff muttered out, nipping the taller's chin. "And fuck me hard."

9 years later.

"Papa! Oliver stole my book and ripped the last page out . . . again!"

"Oliver! What did I say about that?" Alex snapped. The fourteen year old rolled his eyes and gave the page back to his pissed off twin.

"Where's dad?" Oliver asked confused.

"Colin's cooking dinner."

"WHAT?" Both yelled.

"Do you have a death wish?" The older son squeaked out.

"You know he can't cook!"

"And you know how determined he is when he gets pregnant! Never should have told him about that potion!"

"But then you wouldn't have me!" An eight year old boy, Josh, said sadly.

"Oh come here." He pulled him into a hug, another little rug rat, three years old, wobbled up, jumping.

"I'll pick ya up!" Aiden beamed and picked the small boy up. "Hi there Jake." He ticked the smaller, making him squeal. "Does dad know what it is yet?"

"Another boy." Alex chuckled. "Apparently my sperm is unable to produce females!"

"Just means you don't need to worry about one of us accidentally getting pregnant." Oliver snickered. "Unless it's Aiden."

"Bite me you prick!" He glared; the older laughing.

"Oh please we all know you have a thing for Nathan McMillan, Harry and Ernie's son. Like you so wouldn't put out for him!"

"He's nine!" Aiden snapped.

"You still think he's cute!"

"I said he's adorable and I'd pinch his cheeks!"

"Which ones?"

"PAPA!" Alex laughed at his kid's distressed face.

"Calm down love." Colin chuckled, walking in, a hand on his barely bulging tummy. "This is the last kid! I mean it! Stop slipping the potion in my drink!" he glared at a smirking Alex.

"You know I've always wanted five kids!"

"Yeah yeah." He rolled his eyes but smiled, letting their mouths brush together. "Makes it harder to shag with all of them around though.

"Ew!" Aiden and Oliver made a face.

"So I'll leave Aiden in charge or send them to their Gran's and we can go on a second honey moon for a week." He smiled brushing the smaller's cheek, ignoring his sons' replies.

"Mmm sounds amazing." He smiled.

Six years after that.

"What the hell were you thinking?"

"I wasn't!" Aiden ran a hand through his hair.

"You knocked him up?" Colin yelled, glaring. "He's fifteen Aiden!"

"I-I didn't mean too!" His voice cracked. Alex sighed and looked away. Oliver was leaning against the wall, unsure of what to think. Nathan sat next to the strawberry blonde, dark blonde hair hiding his green-blue eyes, a hand on his stomach.

"I-I want to keep it." He whispered out nervously. The adults sighed, Harry, Zach and Ernie there as well.

"How are you planning on taking care of it?"

"I-I have plenty of experience, helping to raise your kids and working at a child's daycare." Aiden stated. "You can't kill it! He's four and a half months along! It has fingers and toes and, and eyes and a mouth and he breathes!" He looked rather excited. He calmed himself down, blushing.

"H-he kicks." Nathan whispered, placing a hand on his abdomen. "Quite often actually." He smiled. Aiden beamed and placed his hand on the smaller's stomach, shaking with excitement when he felt the movement. The others watched carefully. Their son sat there, a blissful look on his face as he rubbed the smaller's stomach, whispering in his ear and kissing his cheek. They watch the blush dust the young boy's face as he giggled, plopping their foreheads together. It was more than obvious they had fallen in love. But they also knew Aiden would be an amazing father.

His hair had stayed the same bright strawberry blonde, his eyes turning greener whereas his brother's hair darkened slightly, becoming redder, and his eyes went blue.

When Aiden's son was born he had flaming red hair like his grandfather and no one knew what colour his eyes were, they kept changing between green, grey and blue depending on his outfit and the weather.

Harry, Zach and Ernie managed to each have a child. Two girls and a boy (Nathan). Draco's parent's caved and allowed Neville to date their son as long as he produced a child. Which he did. A girl then a boy. Blaise and Dennis were doing quite well with twin girls and a baby boy, Seamus and Owen having a little girl of their own (ok she was 13 but still!). And Owen was pregnant with a second. Mind you he hadn't told the older that yet! This time, they'd have a boy who took after Owen with his height.

All in all everyone ended up quite well off. Oliver even managed to find a woman of his own and knock her up. Much to her dismay. But she caved after a while and agreed to keep the child. Jason caught aids and died out of his own stupidity and Ms. Anderson passed away as well because I'm a bitch like that ^^

Alex and Colin continued to live happily ever after . . . minus the occasional fight and the crush their third youngest son, Josh, had on his second cousin Sand. That one was awkward (14 and 43) . . . However, when the new neighbours moved in, that crush quickly diminished, a boy his age, rather excitable, moved in. He actually reminded Alex of Colin. And of course the kids were wizards. Well, Owen's boy wasn't and neither was Josh or the neighbour's kid but it was bound to happen eventually.

Their life was indeed fantastic, many grandkids and broken vases, weddings and dances. And of course, a muggle prom!

Alex and Colin stayed together, growing old with one another, Blaise and Dennis doing likewise. Owen and Seamus seemed to be the most perfect match and even the 'few' (Aurora's saying), Harry, Zach and Ernie, stayed together.

Hey guys! I just want to thank all my lovely reviewers and readers for sticking with me through the story. I've had a lot going on lately (all good things!) So this update was rather late :s sorry about that guys!

I hope you all enjoy my stories and I will be uploading a few others I'm working on too hope to have you read and review those when they come out also!

I love you all!

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