Diamond diva, I can't agree with you more. I'm unsure about the Olga and Wolfgang pairing ever happened before so I hope others enjoy it.

LeDawn, Condoms plus birth control are a decent way of keeping away that pregnancy as long as possible. Honestly that is what I'm doing with Arnold and Helga even though I don't think I clearly mentioned that.

Wandering around the small town, Sasha decided to take it in while ignoring some of the girls she kissed at the party. She told Arnie what she was doing when they separated as he went into a store. Smiling, she didn't mind this atmosphere at all. It was a simple life, but still full of responsibilities. Farming wasn't an easy life, but it felt fulfilling to her. She was enjoying Arnie a lot, and still getting a grasp of her feelings. Is it the real thing or not? She needed an answer.

"Sasha?"

Hearing her name called, she turned around to find a brunette running up to her. Sasha's eyes went wide with surprise recognizing her. "Amanda? Oh my gosh!" The girl ran into Sasha's arms. She use to go out with Amanda when she was 15 for a short time before stress got between them. She was a good person, but Amanda always argued with her over every issue. "What are you doing here?"

Pulling away, Amanda did a once over on her ex. "Well Joe and I decided to travel to our Aunt's place and his car broke down. We have been stuck here since last night, and now it might be till tomorrow when the part arrives. Right now Joe is exploring as was I till I spotted you out the window." Looking her over, Amanda checked all around her before running into a small alleyway to have more privacy. "Damn girl! You get hotter."

"You don't look so bad yourself. How's your brother doing?"

"Joe's fine. We get older and don't fight as much. It's nice. So tell me, are you seeing anyone?"

"No, but I'm intere..." She was cut off by her lips upon hers. Now this wasn't a sloppy kiss. This was familiar. Nice, but she didn't feel the passion anymore even as her hands roved, Sasha's body. Pulling back, Sasha smiled politely. "I'm interested in someone else."

"Oh? Who? Tell me. Is she hot? Does she...?" She trailed off whispering all the things they use to do together. "Does she?"

Sasha bit her lip. "It's a guy."

The smile on Amanda's face disappeared. "Really? Are you swinging both sides of the fence or are you saying you are straight?"

"I think I'm swinging both sides. I enjoyed that kiss of yours. I do think of girls in that way, but this guy I can't stop wanting to be around him. We haven't kissed, but I'm thinking about it without disgust." Sasha answered with a blush.

Amanda pressed herself against her. "He's lucky if that is true. I know we fought, but you are still my favorite." Kissing her neck, she went more daring by placing her hand under her tank top. "Are you thinking about him right now?"

Sasha felt like she was cheating on him. "Yes. This is nice and all, but I feel like I'm cheating on him."

Pulling back from her, Amanda looked at her knowingly. "That means that your feelings are confirmed for this guy. I can tell you liked what I did, but you felt guilty. Sweetie, there is nothing wrong with being bisexual either. Who knows about this guy. He may be the one or not. Does he live here?" Sasha nods her head. "Do you enjoy it here so far?"

"I do. I want to stay here an extra week." Sasha smiled happily as she went to lick her lips.

Kissing her lips, Amanda couldn't help herself. "I wish you luck with him, but just in case I want you to call me so we can relive old times."

"I will. I should go back to the store to meet back up with, Arnie." Kissing her back, Sasha left the alleyway running back to the store. Reaching the store, she found Arnie coming out. "Am I just in time?"

Arnie smiled at her question as he went to lean against his truck. "Yes. Want to go back or stick around?"

Walking to the passenger door, Sasha opened it. "Let's go."

Arnie smirked at her cute attitude as he went into the drivers side before they went back home.

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As much as Miles enjoyed looking at all the artifacts in front of him, he felt a bit stagnant just sitting around the museum. He thought about all his adventures leading up to meeting, Stella to after. He realized the most he ever sat still was when they were in La Sombra's clutches. To be reunited with their son will always be fantastic to them, but they realized how much they missed out on their son's life.

When Miles reached a down period at the museum, he thought about their only son. They left him when he was still an infant and meet him again when he is 18, with a girlfriend, now wife, and now he will be off to college. Stella and him, felt upset. They felt cheated in not watching him grow up. They hated the illness that infected the Green Eyes, but most of all they hated La Sombra.

Getting up from his seat, Miles paced his whole section before tiring of it to pace the museum instead. He needed to think. To relax. He needed to ebb this hate away. He was happy in how his parents raised their son. Were unhappy about Arnold's fear of losing them just to wonder what would happen to him. To hear how depressed Arnold was every October 5th. Arnold expressed how he felt some hope in finding his own journal, but as the years wore on, the depression would hit him stronger. He wished his son wouldn't feel that way. Never felt that way. It killed him inside in how he use to feel.

It was the same feeling when he saw his son's battered body. He felt the anger rise in him that night. He quelled it enough for the sake of him and Helga, but when he was alone, Miles acted out his anger. He punched a punching bag for a while to relieve that anger. No parent should ever see their child that way, but some parents don't seem to mind. Helga's father brought that to mind. How could anyone treat their child that way? When Helga explained it to Stella and himself, what she didn't know was how Miles went to relieve his anger out on that bag. Helga is an amazing young woman that he couldn't fault his son for being so serious with her. She instantly became family for good reason.

Hearing a couple chatter in the far corner about the prehistoric exhibit, Miles thought it would be better to keep moving along. He needed a distraction, not to hear a stupid argument about food.

"Are you alright, Miles?" Came the curator of the museum.

"Yes, I just needed to get my mind off of things. You know how it is." Miles answered lightly with a very small smile.

"I do. Oh, I heard your son got married. How old is he?"

"18 and about to head off to college. I'm really proud of him and his wife." Miles couldn't pretend there. He is proud of them both.

"Wow! That is young, but obviously mature if you let him get married at that age."

Miles didn't hear any sarcasm from his voice, just something very honest. "Oh he is. They both are. I really have no worry about either one of them since I know they will handle marriage like pros. Helga, my daughter-in-law, is someone I would expect him to be serious about. She is bright, talented, mature, funny, very sweet, and a very cool girl. She is also multi-lingual. She floored me when I first met her. I know my parents love her."

"So your son snagged one of the good ones. I met your son and he does seem like he can handle everything that comes his way."

Miles grinned. "He most certainly can." Hearing yelling in the last room he was in, the curator had to excuse himself to see what the ruckus was about. His life may not be on the road anymore for right now, but he had to admit that it was far better than what that couple was going through.

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Stalking her prey, her faint blue eyes made a bead on them. The creature thinks it's cunning, but that only makes her far more clever. Her bare feet travel the surface with no sound occurring. She is resolute in her training. The creature spots her making her act like she is far more interested in something else. The creature studies her for a bit longer. Waiting. Wondering. Making plans in its own head.

The creature looks away now more aware that it is being stalked now. The plan is forming inside its very own head. It is always best to make an escape route. This isn't the first time the creature has been stalked before. A slight sound is made behind it. It pauses. It waits. It moves his own foot to fake out its own opponent. They know how clever this one is. It plans like a cat. It is still very sure footed.

The floorboard creaks under the hunter's foot. She curses at the old flooring silently and decides that now is the best time to strike. She pounces, the creature squeaks out in surprise, but it was mock surprise, she noticed too late. She went right, while the creature went left quickly. Scampering away towards the back door onto freedom. The hunter rises up to examine what had happened.

"Another time. Another time." She promised as her eyes narrowed again.

"Ohhhh Pookie! Are you hunting poor Abner again?" Phil bellowed out with a newspaper in his hand. He studied his wife in full gear. It was still amazing to him how they managed to fit all her costumes in their closet. "You have to stop hunting that pig."

Gertie tipped her safari hat as she looked behind her. Her tone was serious as was her posture. "Pig? That is no pig, that is a ferocious lion that I was now stalking. I have to protect the tourists from him."

There were times he forgot how long she had been like this. Phil loved how she kept life interesting for him all these years. He loved how she could be so serious one minute than off her rocker the next. He supposed it was better than what she did to him when they were children. "Whatever you say, Pookie. Whatever you say."

"Exactly." She moves her hat up a bit as she walks past him. "Whatever I say."

His wife. As much as he can admonish her, he always falls more in love with her. She was his Pookie.

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"Why hello Stinky. Whatever can I do for you?" Lila wondered sweetly after opening her door to find a slightly depressed looking, Stinky there.

Stinky took the simplest glances at her stomach before focusing up her very expecting face. She looked even more lovelier to him right now, and he wanted to talk to someone who won't be so harsh right now to him. "Well, Miss Lila, I just wanted to speak to you if I can."

Smiling at him, Lila moved herself away from her doorway. "Why certainly. Please come inside."

Moving past her, Stinky noticed a box for a crib in the corner of the living room along with some paint. Hearing her bidding him to sit down, he did without hesitating. Clasping his hands and holding them out straight between his legs, he thought to spit it out. "Gloria broke up with me. She fell for someone else."

Sitting beside him, Lila placed her hand on his shoulder. "I'm ever so sorry, Stinky."

"Gloria was a nice person and I know she didn't cheat on me, she just fell for them. We weren't in love, but it still hurts." Stinky turned his head to see her understanding face. "Maybe the universe is getting me back since I treated you badly before I ended it."

"I don't think it is. Yes I won't lie to you that it hurt me, but in the end we are still friends." Inching closer to him so as not to strain her body, she hugged him. "You'll find someone one day. Right now Gloria isn't for you."

Enjoying her arms around him, Stinky remembered each hug of hers still. "Maybe we shouldn't of broken up."

Removing her arms, Lila shook her head. "We should of. This is what life intended for me." She places a hand on her abdomen. "I will have the best love of my life, and at first I was really afraid, but now I'm curious. Oh I'm realistic. I still have my fears, but I feel I have the best support in my life. My father is getting excited now at this prospect. He is looking forward to being a grandfather."

"Did he buy all this?" Stinky asked indicating even more stuff that was littering the side of the room.

"Brainy did. He gets a discount at the place he works at. He took advantage of it." Lila was brimming with love there. "We both talk to my belly. I do believe our child's first word will be, Uh."

Listening to her giggle, Stinky leaned forward to kiss her cheek. "I'm glad you're happy, but I do confess something."

Lila had an understanding look on her face. "You are still in love with me."

"Yes, but I won't hurt what you have with, Brainy. I just thought I admit it before I hurt my head." Stinky studied the floor a little more sadder than he was before. When he messed up things, he really knew how to mess things up.

I need to start writing some more since I'm beginning to approach another writers block. I'm seriously trying to include everyone.