So I might be going to fricken Russia this summer. That would be interesting. Oh, and I just got the coolest motorcycle helmet ever. Sorry for the long time since my last chapter.

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They walked down the well lit hall, reaching the elevator within a minute. Her mother had already headed to the airport without even as much as a goodbye. He looked at her as they approached the doors.

"I'm sorry."

She turned to him, taking in the hesitance in his eyes.

"For?"

He shrugged.

"I don't know. Making things worse between you two, her not saying goodbye."

She did not want to talk about this.

"That's how it's always been. The way she left was no fault of yours." Arya glanced at him and found that he was watching her. Rolling her eyes she sighed. "What?"

He looked away for a moment as if deciding whether he should say what was on his mind.

"Well. . . doesn't it bother you?"

She could feel his gaze and she knew it'd be hard to lie to him.

"It's. . . complicated? I don't know if it bothers me or not because I don't allow myself to think about; to care."

He seemed to get that she'd rather the subject not be broached at that moment. Of course she had no doubt he'd bring it up again in the near future, but his retreat at the moment was welcomed. He changed the subject.

"Alright, well Saphira left us a car and she said to get to the airport as quickly as possible."

She grinned.

"I call driving."

Eragon's eyes narrowed.

"You can't call dibs until you're outside."

"That is so not a rule."

He slipped out his phone.

"Is too. I'll show you."

A dinging signaled that the lift was there and he walked in, typing quickly. Within seconds he'd flipped his screen to her, a smug smirk on his face. She read the text.

"This is for calling 'shotgun.'"

He scoffed.

"Same difference. You can't call it until we're out."

His eyes held a challenge and she would definitely meet it.

"Fine."

The sound of the doors opening sent her into action and she took off at a sprint, leaving him standing in the elevator, gaping.

"Not Fair! You can't race a cripple!"

Her laughter carried back and he couldn't help the chuckle that left his lips as he slowly followed. As soon as he was about to leave the building she spun around.

"Shotgun. Looks like I'm driving. Keys."

He stopped and crossed his arms.

"No way. You cheated."

She grinned at him and he swore there he'd do everything to keep her like this. It was mesmerizing. As soon as he began walking again, she made her way to the left of the white

2014 Lexus IS F-Sport and leaned on the door.

"Give me the keys, Eragon."

Ignoring her, he strutted right up and got as close as he could without touching her.

"That was a dick move."

She held out her hand, palm upwards and waiting, using her other hand to push him back.

"Keys."

Placing hands on either side and crowding her space once more, he tilted his head.

"You're ridiculous."

Arya bit her bottom lip, trying to conceal her grin. Her arms crossed.

"You're the one who said I had to follow the rules. I did. Hand them over."

He groaned and pulled the keys out of his pocket, dropping them onto her palm. But instead of letting her turn and climb into the car he leaned his whole weight on her, successfully pinning her to it. Arya went from gloating to dangerous in a millisecond, her eyes darkening and hands settling on his chest. Without hesitation he kissed her, loving that he was free to do so whenever he wanted. Well, away from others. Her hands snaked around his neck and the tips of his fingers curled around her jaw, feeling the muscle shift as her lips moved against his. He stepped back after a few seconds to find her cheeks flushed like he knew his own were.

"We should probably get going." She nodded but she laced a finger into the two front belt loops of his jeans, keeping him in place. He rested his hands on hers but didn't pull away.

"You know, if I didn't know any better I'd say this was a distraction technique so that I'll forget about driving."

She smirked.

"There would be no point to that considering the fact that you have no chance to get into the seat before me. I would destroy you."

He snickered.

"You know, you're what the website calls a 'Gaper."

She raised a brow.

"And what might that be?"

Retrieving his phone once more he read aloud.

"Gapers are people who prioritize Shotgun, in our case, driving, much more than a normal human being. These people will alter their usual behavior and even undermine their own ethics in order to gain the rights to Shotgun."

She smiled and pushed him back, unlocking the door and sitting in the seat. With a grin still on his lips, he headed for the other side. A door slammed across the parking lot and he glanced up to see a familiar face stalking towards them. Shock and outright fear tore through him but he kept his face passive, acting as if he didn't realize who was heading his way. He sat in the car calmly and closed the door but when he spoke, his jaw was clenched and it sounded as panicked as he was.

"Go. Hurry."

She started the engine without question, taking off as he approached, now beginning to run and wave his hands. As soon as they were out of the lot he sagged in his seat, leaning forward to rest his head in his hands.

"How? How did he find me?"

-R-O-R-A-N-

He watched in utter disbelief as the woman suddenly tore out of the hotel. But she didn't look to be running from something and it was confirmed when she slowed to a stop and turned around, looking toward the entrance. He followed her gaze and froze as he took in the battered sight of Eragon. He'd definitely not been that beaten up the day before. He didn't know why he was so surprised to find his cousin smirking and free. He'd been playing through scenarios in his head for the past sixteen hours and none of them involved Eragon being here voluntarily. His surprise heightened considerably when Eragon invaded her space. Beside him Katrina shifted.

"What. . . Roran . . ."

He just shook his head.

"I don't know."

He was rooted in his seat. His cousin was alive. Alive and happy. As the couple separated he was finally shook into action by Katrina.

"They're leaving. What do you want to do?"

He answered her with his next action, getting out of the car and heading toward the man he considered a brother. He was completely focused on Eragon's expression as he headed for him, waiting for the recognition to cross his face.

To his dismay, Eragon didn't even seem to react. He looked at him for a moment before he slid in beside the woman. Without thinking he started to run for them, trying to stop them before they left. But he was too late and he slowed to a walk again as the car squealed out of the lot. No. . . . Why had he not stopped. Why was there no recognition or hesitation. As they drove off, Katrina interrupted his thoughts, having joined him.

"Do we follow?"

He watched the space that the car had disappeared.

"No, obviously these people are powerful. They'd know they were being followed."

She frowned.

"But what of your cousin? Why did he not stop?"

Running his hands roughly through his hair, he closed his eyes.

"I think they did something to him. He didn't even know me. Did you see his face? It was blank, like he was seeing a stranger. Mind wiping . . . . it has been tested and it would make the other loose ends make perfect sense. Those kids, they would've remembered what had happened. They would've said something about their friend getting killed. I think they've erased his memories, made him somebody else. It's the only explanation that he wouldn't recognize me."

Beside him, Katrina took his hand.

"Then what do you plan to do?"

As they pulled onto the road he glanced at her.

"We're going to set a trap. This can't be permanent. He's still in there somewhere."

-E-R-A-G-O-N-

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. How?! How had he found him!? This couldn't have been luck. He knew Arya had figured out who it was and she was worriedly trying to get ahold of Saphira.

"Saphira, I need you to make sure our path is invisible. Knock out the street cameras. I don't care what alarms you set off or whose toes you step on. Have Firnen hack into the F.B.I. database and search for anything on me or Eragon. Somehow his cousin found us."

He couldn't hear Saphira's response but figured it was a simple 'yes' as Arya hung up moments later. His head was still buried in his hands and he was having trouble not freaking out. Using the control he'd heightened through his training, he took deep breaths and tried to calm his heart. Arya's right hand settled on the back on his neck, gently playing with the ends of his hair.

"I'm sorry, Eragon." He stayed still, letting her continue to settle his nerves. "You did well."

"How. . . how is he here?"

She squeezed lightly, having no other answer.

"I don't know. Saphira is looking. She'll erase anything they've found."

He finally sat up again and she began to take her hand back but he caught it, lacing their fingers.

"Maybe he will think he was mistaken."

She'd seen Roran's face and knew that hope was for naught. His cousin's eyes were steady. It wasn't confusion or questioning on his face. He'd seen Eragon before this and had already come to the conclusion that it was him. Still, she wasn't planning on telling him that. He knew it already.

"Maybe so."

They were silent for the remainder of the trip, arriving at the airport within a half-hour. They skirted customs, Saphira having cleared them already. The jet was fueled and prepared to take off as soon as they walked up the flight steps. Saphira was sitting at the controls beside Firnen but she turned to them as they entered. Her eyes fell to Eragon and her eyes widened.

"What. . . what the hell happened to you? Did Roran-"

Arya interrupted for which he was grateful.

"No. Story for later."

Saphira seemed to get the hint and just watched her friend.

"I'm sorry."

He shrugged, not really wanting to think about it. Instead, he turned down the isle and headed for the back. He noted that Arya didn't follow immediately and guessed she was going to see what Saphira found out. Dropping heavily into a seat, he leaned tiredly into the cushions. He had shoved all of his time with Garrow and Roran away because the guilt and sadness he'd felt was rather overwhelming even now. Seeing his cousin again was like a semi to the chest. Minutes later Arya was sitting beside him. He opened his eyes to find her already looking at him. She seemed unsure what to do and he knew it was because Saphira and Firnen were just yards from them.

"Don't worry about it."

He saw something flash in her eyes and then they steeled.

"I don't care if they know, Eragon. Talk to me."

Warmth fluttered through him and he gave her a rueful smile.

"You say that now but when this is over you'll wish you hadn't."

She sighed, relaxing sideways into her seat and watching him.

"I promise. Tell me what you need. Anything."

He closed his eyes.

"Just tell me what's been happening. How did he find me?"

She nodded.

"Apparently it wasn't you he tracked here. It was me. From what Saphira and Firnen found on the database, he's been following my movements for months. It's become a full-blown case. Saphira erased everything though and they wont find me again. They wont find you again."

"Why was he looking for you?"

"Because he thought I was the reason you died. He was looking for answers."

Eragon pressed his hands over his eyes, wanting to forget it all for a moment.

"And now he has them." He knew the answer before he even asked his next question. "Is there any chance that he'll let it go? That he thinks it might not have been me?"

Instead of responding he felt her fingers at his wrists, pulling his hands down to reveal his face. Dropping one, Arya reached for him, her nails brushing along his cheek. Without hesitation or worry in her eyes, she leaned in and kissed him. It was slow and soft, soothing his worry away for the moment. Tugging her closer, he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. It was over a minute later before she broke the kiss, giving him a reassuring look.

"It's over alright? You wont be faced with that piece of your past again."

He nodded, glancing up to the front in time to see blonde hair whirling as Saphira tried to pretend she hadn't just seen everything that happened. Returning his eyes to Arya he raised a brow.

"No going back now. As soon as she sees fit, that girl is going to hound both of us with questions." Arya's emerald eyes glinted in amusement and he gave her a small smirk. "The next few months are going to be interesting."

-A-R-Y-A-

She opened her eyes to the soothing sound of the jet's engines. Thirty minutes into the trip she'd yawned once more and he'd caught it instantly, insisting she sleep for the remainder of the flight. One look at him said arguing would be useless and so she'd simply agreed and shut her eyes. At some point she must've leaned onto him because her head was tucked against his chest and he was resting against the window, having moved to make her more comfortable. Checking out the window she realized they were close to base.

"What do we have to do when we get in?"

She turned to face him.

"We'll give as detailed a report and then make sure Trianna is being tracked. After that you will need to see a doctor and get checked out. I'm going to speak with Saphira and get the rest of the information about what Roran found out."

He grimaced and she gripped his knee in comfort.

"I'm sorry."

She wanted to swear. Had she just brought that up so factually, like it had no emotional effect on her? He just shook his head.

"It's fine. Keep me in the loop." He paused for a moment before continuing. "And find me after?"

"Of course."

By the time they'd landed and gotten to the Varden, she'd prepared a complete report in her head and gone over it several times. Orik met them at the doors, noting Eragon's bruised and cut body but saying nothing of it. He instead proceeded to give him a bear hug and a grin. Eragon laughed and patted his friend on the back.

"It's good to see you alive, man."

Eragon looked her direction.

"Thanks to her."

Saphira and Firnen walked up behind them and the blonde looked at Orik.

"How's Murtagh and Thorns' interrogation coming along?"

She noticed Eragon's interest and knew it most likely mirrored her own. Even though she'd been here she'd not been part of the team studying and speaking with the two operatives. Of course she'd heard things but nothing was definite. Orik was the agent in charge and she knew whatever he said was going to be accurate. But he just shook his head.

"We can speak about it later. Elva has done incredible work with them and the woman Arya brought in from the raid."

Bristling, she noticed Eragon's worried glance her way. He obviously remembered her explosion back in Colorado. Saphira nodded.

"Very well. I assume they're waiting for us in the command center?"

Orik turned and headed toward the elevator.

"They are. Hrothgar and Islanzadi are on screen and waiting to pitch in when necessary."

That was going to be uncomfortable. Her mother was already pissed and now she'd have to deal with her once again. Steeling herself and schooling her features into a mask of pure boredom, they made their way up and into the room housing those with clearance enough to be there. Two screen faced the long wooden table, each the image of the two leaders not present. Ajihad and Nasuada took in Eragon's battered appearance but said nothing. And she ignored her mother's piercing eyes, instead nodding at Hrothgar. An amused glint entered the head of Beor's eyes but he said nothing in return. As soon as everyone was seated Ajihad began the meeting.

"Islanzadi, Hrothgar, I would like to hear both sides of this mission, I'd also like to know why I was not briefed beforehand. We might've helped."

All three leaders looked at each other with slight frowns. Hrothgar was the first to speak.

"In truth, we knew nothing of DuWeld's involvement until Arya walked through the door of the mansion. And of course, they knew nothing of ours. I do apologize for the secrecy but as you know, our three divisions have never seen eye to eye on many things. Obviously this situation was different as both of us went in with the same plan. In the future, I propose full disclosure and collaboration even if it causes some to whine. May we move onto the briefing now, or would you like Islanzadi's explanation for her secrecy as well?"

Arya admired how calmly and directly he spoke. He was no nonsense but didn't feel the need to be a curt bitch as her mother was when she wanted to move on from a subject. Ajihad nodded, holding out a hand for the Beor agent to continue.

"Very well."

She then sat patiently as she waited through pre-mission details and surveillance, feeling the tiredness seep back into her skin. Beside her, Eragon shifted uncomfortably, his bruises obviously bothering him. Sympathy filled her but she forced herself to remain still and silent, not wanting a reason for her mother to make a comment. As soon as Hrothgar was finished, Islanzadi began her stupidly detailed report, making her groan inwardly. This was going to take forever. By the time it was Eragon's turn to go over his experience she realized that he was almost asleep. Ajihad turned to him.

"Agent Shay?"

Eragon slightly jolted and blinked several times.

"My apologies, Sir."

Her boss didn't seem bothered, only understanding. He smiled.

"It's of no consequence. I know you must be tired. We'll finish this as quickly as possible."

She listened intently then for the next hour as Eragon recalled the entire mission in precise detail. At a small table in the back, Arya heard the quiet clicking of various computers as stenographers took notes. She'd hate that job. When it was her turn she sat straight and stiff in her seat, relaying everything she'd gone through and discovered. Her story wasn't quite so elaborate and she was able to finish within half an hour. For good measure, Blödhgarm, Saphira, and an agent from Beor gave accounts of what happened before the room was able to move on to newer tactics. Islanzadi was the first to ask a question.

"I'd like to understand the decision that was made to allow Trianna Lorga to flee. I see it's possibilities but could we not have gained more by interrogation?"

Eragon protected the decision he'd been a part of.

"No. If the woman had been sane, maybe, but she was a sociopath. And from what I could tell, nothing scared her. It would do nothing and she'd rot away in our jails. Hrothgar knew this as well and we made the decision together. Lorga knows Shruikan, and that means she is our best route to Galbatorix. Because I acted on her behalf, I'll have an in whenever we decide to pursue her. For now, we should allow her paranoia to level out and her guard to drop."

Hrothgar bobbed his head.

"Aye. I'm in agreement with that."

Several nods came from those gathered and Eragon's idea was accepted. Ajihad moved on.

"Fine. We shall discuss what we plan to do with that when the time comes. Now, in the interest of disclosure, I would like to share something we've kept relatively under wraps. As you all know, the enemy agents Murtagh and Thorn were captured and under our guard for many months now. What you didn't know is that Elva Lores has extracted several bits of info from them that could change everything."

Her mother's eyes darkened.

"And you deemed this information privileged? Why are we just hearing it now?"

Nasuada frowned, her arms crossed.

"Because it was not a guarantee and we felt no reason to worry everyone with anything less than fact." Nasuada looked to one of the stenographers. "Bring her in."

Arya's veins ran cold as the doors opened and the young girl stepped inside. Her eyes, as always, were unreadable. There was confidence, and cleverness beyond her years, but no emotion was visible. Ajihad nodded at the teen.

"Go ahead."

Surprisingly, Elva seemed completely at ease in the room. With a short nod, she stepped forward and looked at the screens.

"At first my interviews with the agents revealed nothing useful. The DRAGON only shared what he deemed necessary in the moment. He worried that if he shared too much we would dispose of him and his friend before giving them a chance. According to him though, Galbatorix can brainwash the minds of his followers. That, and he can remove the nerves in a dangerous process that has killed hundreds but made even more warriors without fear. From what I've learned, major agents with this ability are Trianna Lorga, Shruikan, two soldiers called the Raz'ac, and many of his commanders.

"The man, Murtagh, his memories were wiped, but he is slowly getting them returned. He claims to hate Galbatorix, even seethes at mention of the name, but I cannot definitely tell you that he isn't lying. There is a chance he's been so brutally trained that even I am not getting the truth. Of course, in my opinion, his words are sincere."

Hrothgar swore colorfully and her mother's face tensed. Eragon turned to look at her with worry in his eyes and she returned it fully. If that sick bastard had come up with a way to remove pain, fighting their soldiers was going to be much more difficult. Nasuada nodded to Elva and the girl left the room. For some reason Arya felt satisfaction that she wasn't able to stay, that she wasn't trusted. Pushing aside such petty thoughts, she returned her focus on those gathered. The next several hours were spent discussing possibilities and worries of the coming months.

Plans were made and set in motion throughout the meeting as runners were sent with information to whoever needed the order. As it all came to a close, goodbyes were exchanged and the rest of them were dismissed so that the three leaders could continue their conversations in private and everyone else could get to sleep. With a groan she realized it was almost one in the morning. Beside her, Eragon was slumped and strolling slowly.

"That took over ten hours. Ridiculous."

She smiled ruefully and unlocked the keypad to the elevator. She wished she could speak with him in private as she was itching to take his hand, but many of the agents who'd been part of the table were in the elevator with them. Including Firnen and Saphira. The blonde was leaning against the wall with lidded eyes, her head resting against Firnen's shoulder. The position was so relaxed, so easy, and she almost wished her and Eragon could be that open. Not that she would even be comfortable with it in front of others, but it would be nice. The doors pinged open and Saphira and Firnen exited, promising to eat with them in the morning and discuss the past few months, what they'd all missed.

Eragon had waved with a slight smile on his exhausted face before closing his eyes and yawning. She grinned and looked away, wishing the lift would move quicker than it was. By the time they reached their floors she felt Eragon might drop to the floor. They passed through the open doors and turned left down the hall heading for their rooms. Indecision filled her as she paused at her own door, watching him falter for a moment before moving to his own. He stopped with his key almost to the lock and pressed his head to the metal.

"Will you. . . . ." He was quiet for a moment before shaking his head. "Never mind. Good night Arya."

His door slid open and that made her decision as she removed her own key and followed him into his room. He heard her and glanced back, a small smile on his face. Without a word he pulled her into a hug and held onto her for a bit. She hadn't truly realized until then that she had missed his touch so much. Thirteen hours without it was difficult to deal with. He rested his chin on her shoulder and spoke.

"You know, those meetings suck."

She nodded, her hand sliding into his soft hair.

"Tell me about it. Although I was able to at least pretend I was paying attention. You fell asleep."

Leaning back a bit he grinned at her, eyes groggy.

"I'm tired alright. And sore as piss. When I stood up at the end I tripped into the table because my body was all locked up."

The hand she'd buried in his hair slid down his neck as she nodded.

"I know. You were supposed to get checked out today but I think one more night wont hurt. My guess is a couple fractured ribs and a minor concussion. Your thick skull protected you."

He chuckled and rested his forehead against hers.

"Can you stay in here?"

She closed her eyes.

"I wish. But it would be easily spotted and most likely frowned upon. I'll go with you tomorrow to the infirmary though."

His fingers slid into hers.

"I just got you back. I don't want to let you out of my sight for so long."

Her heart fluttered strangely and she couldn't hide the smirk on her face.

"Get some sleep, Eragon."

He nodded and kissed her, his lips soft and slow against her own. When he pulled away and headed for his bed she wished she could just remain. But people would be watching, as they always were, and she didn't want this news to reach her mother just yet. So, using all of her willpower, she headed for her own room and closed herself inside.

-U-K-N-O-W-N-

"When do we strike, sir?"

The dark eyes of his boss narrow as he stared at a screen.

"We hold and wait for an opportune moment. I'll call in the rest when it's time. For now, we are just the scouts."

He nodded, studying the monitor with worried eyes. They were going into a difficult battle. Yes, they had more men, yes, they had brute strength. But he'd seen the skill the warriors of the Varden had. Not to mention the ridiculously overpowered agents that they'd dealt with in Chile. The sale of their weapon had been ruined by the Varden and now they'd been tasked with wiping out their base. It didn't look like much, sitting in the middle of a wooded area. But he had no doubt that inside and about it, there would be a fight waiting. Despite that, he was determined to win this, to come out alive. Even if he had to kill the leaders himself.

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Walter Peterson/ blackangel72456: Thank you! I haven't I don't think. What's it about? And yeah I'm alright :) Just kinda busy. Awesome!

funnelwebs: It's ok! Are you alright though? Deteriorating brain doesn't sound good. I switch from 1200 to 900 a lot just for the sake of farming and stuff so I don't know. Yeah same username. And that sounds. . . . interesting. It's good? And I know what Pokemon is I just have never seen it haha. I just started a bit ago and it's pretty awesome. Thanks and yeah but I just figured I'd give you all a long chap to read. Yes and I love that movie soooo much! Because she assumes he's dead. That's what the shots were at the end. He'll show up with a great story when it's time to go back undercover. I'm farming at the moment but when I level back up I'll join one and let you know.

A Dark Noon: I love how you reviewed 3 times. Lol I bet. Ha I'm good with Sally and you're right, I'm almost definitely not taller. I want just insulting your manliness. Jester is only co-founder. I'm pretty sure we could talk her into it if you did something horribly humiliating to yourself. My ego is always exploding. And people think you're sexy cause your shoes? And I want that gun immediately. I could just impale impossible legs into the people I hate. Yeah the AC games come out every year. It's cra. Lol I like how you're argument is focused on insulting each other's names as much as possible. Too bad my name can't join this fray because it would stomp your faces in. And isn't that reason enough to get a Mac. Their offing wires don't get switched around or anything of the sort. I'm sorry your rant was cut off by the bottom Noon. Also, it shows up but I have my guest reviews on a moderating mode.

Awesome Chappie: Haha maybe but I'll say now, there wont be any lemons. Sorry if you're disappointed. There will be more ass kicking very soon. Hmmm, not sure about OC's. I might.

ThePCGamer: Thank ya! And I might not, he might stay alive. I just have to write to figure out. Yeah I'm def pretty new to the game but I really like it. And awesome sauce, I'll go for her next.

Lawnvi: NICE! And thanks :D Yeah they are. It's going to be fun to write.

FanBoyNinja: Lmao yeah. And thank you! Awesome, yeah I haven't played much recently with school and such going on but I'm going to try and get back into it soon :)

lightningwind: Thank you! :D

Guest: I will try but switching between stories is actually kind of hard. It confuses where the characters are emotionally in my mind lol.

Longestreviewer: I'm sorry! I'm going to but switching between stories is pretty hard. Maybe I'll make a poll. . . yeah I'll make a poll at the top of this because a lot of people want AUB. Ha I was reading it in a robot voice but the robot was shouting. So I guess I have some morals? I will update my other stories after this one or if the poll goes a different way, maybe I'll be updating AUB next. "GET HIM REVIEW FAIRIES!" I kid, although I am a girl so I'm not sure if sir works :) But thanks and I promise I'm not leaving my other stories unfinished.

Guest: That story isn't discontinued, it's just on hiatus for a bit while both EDS and I figure out life lol. And thanks! :)

NaturalInduction: Thanks! Hmm maybe I'll get the PS4. It all depends on what I do this summer. I might only be able to afford a 360. I actually liked the comparison! It was a good visual.

ht289: :) and yeah I'm so annoyed with my classes. So much science to do.

fanfictionlover: Sorry I know it's been a while. I'm glad you like the story though :) And thanks!

John: Oooooh that would be pretty fricken epic. I loved that anime. Thanks! I'll definitely keep that in mind.

winter wolf: Hey! Oooh that's good to know as I'm doing that same transfer next fall. And I will continue those other stories as soon as this one is finished. But I think I'll be putting up a poll to see what you all think I should do. Life is pretty fricken good at the moment. I'm still at my community college and it's actually pretty awesome. My classes are stupid but the teachers are great so I'm fine with it. Hbu?

Guest: Lmao Idk if I thought you were dead! Have you reviewed under a name before? But thank you hahaha. Wow I'm not sure Arya would've been happy with that.

JordanMathias: Thank you! :D

AWOL: I'm all good, just really busy a lot of the time. Studies have def been swamping :P Thanks for asking and I apologize for taking so long to update :P

CrystalClear: Boom. Chapter updated and complete. Cherry on top indeed ;)