Bella McLeod

Healer

This is my first Twilight fic, and it is a femlash, featuring Bella and Rosalie as a couple. So, if you don't like, please head somewhere else.

As an introduction, you may want to read "Snape McLeod" since the Bella that trained Tobias there is the same one here, only a decade later. It's not a requirement for you to read it, especially since I will try and untangle things as the story progresses. I altered the timeline to fit my needs, so… she met Snape in 1997, they parted ways in 2000 and it is now 2011, when she moves to Forks with Charlie.

Bare in mind that I do not own Twilight, nor its characters, so if you recognize any of them, THEY'RE NOT MINE. I only own the idea of making Bella Swan part of Clan McLeod.

I also not own the Highlander series, characters and concepts.

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Bella McLeod

Chapter 09

Healer

It amazed me how easy it was after all, speak with her. Sure, I didn't really get half of what she was saying, but as was stated earlier, I couldn't complain because apparently neither of us was being completely honest.

Putting things in perspective this might cause a problem, because if we couldn't trust each other, then how do either of us expected friendship survive, much less anything else. I originally just wanted a hook up, but somehow the thought of having just a fling with her was unappealing and heartbreaking, I wanted a real relationship. Something I had not wanted in a long time. I'd have to speak to Duncan about this sometime in the near future.

We were under the rain, heading back to the parking lot and I had just learnt that I would not be able to see her tomorrow, which oddly enough made my heart hurt.

"Oh, well, have fu…." I started, but stopped dead in my tracks as soon as I felt the Buzz. I did not think it was Clara this time, and since it was raining it didn't seem good for me. I had cautiously dropped Rosalie's hand and prepared myself to face another immortal. I looked around the parking lot, which was almost empty. Rose and I being the only ones there, or so I though. That was until my eyes landed on the dark figure leaned against my truck. "Why does everyone keep coming to school grounds?" I asked to myself.

Suddenly, the man turned around and upon recognition I ran up to him. "Tobias!" I said excited, latching myself into his open arms as thunder shook the ground for a moment

"It is good to see you Isabella" he said softly into my ear

Then I remembered I had not been alone at the time. I turned around to look for Rosalie but she was nowhere to be seen. I kept looking around the parking lot but people were starting to get out of class and head into their cars.

"What is the matter Isabella?" asked Tobias concerned.

"I'm looking for the girl I was with when I sensed your presence" I said still trying to locate her. Then, I saw her with her siblings getting into Edward's Volvo. I headed there, trying to figure out what had happened, she should at least have told me that she was heading with her siblings. "Oh, crap" I said understanding that I was mad at her for doing something I had just done. I sprinted there, but couldn't make it on time before the Volvo headed off the school.

Tobias was by my side an instant later. "What happened?" he asked leading me back to my truck.

"I'm not quite sure. But whatever progress she and I had accomplished today, I think I just took three steps back… I'm such a mess and all for a teenage girl."

"Why don't you tell me what the problem is? However, I suggest we head to your Wathcer's home first." I nodded. As soon as we were inside the truck, Tobias did one of his tricks and instantly we were both dried and warm.

"Thanks"

He nodded acknowledging my thanks, and on the way home I explained about me being here in Forks and how I had come to interact with Rosalie.

"At least you didn't call her a mudblood" he said softly, mostly to himself, but I was still able to hear him and the pain in his voice. "Don't worry" he said after a moment "as you pointed out, she's a teenager. Teenagers tend to overreact over nothing" I looked at him. "Try to talk to her on Monday. Or ask her siblings to provide you with her phone number and try and call her. However, if she was going to start early her weekend to go hiking, maybe she will not attend any call at all."

"That seems acceptable" I agreed.

By dinner, Charlie had arrived home and he and Tobias discussed some of his past too.

"Joe said you would be staying at La Push?" asked Charlie

"Yes. Duncan told me some of the legends from this area. I find intriguing everything that has to do with wolves" said Tobias. "I'll head there tomorrow morning. I arrived a little earlier than expected."

As I sat in my room, trying to concentrate on what I was reading, I was really distracted by the guilt I felt for being mad at Rose, when originally from her perspective it might had been my fault. I wasn't looking for tomorrow, in part because Tobias was heading to Holy Ground and in part because I knew I wouldn't see her.

The day more than lived up to my lack of expectations. Of course there were the testing comments.

"So what did Rosalie Hale want yesterday?" Jessica asked in Trig.

"To become friends, I think" I answered truthfully. "But I may have blown it up"

"You looked kind of mad at the cafeteria," she fished.

"Did I?" I kept my expression blank.

"You know, I've never seen her sit with anyone but her family before. That was weird."

"Weird," I agreed.

"And who was that mystery guy of yours by the parking lot?" She asked, probably wanting to get some gossip material.

"Tobias" I said. Luckily, before she could ask more about it, class was over.

The worst part about Friday was that, even though I knew she wasn't going to be there, I still hoped. When I walked into the cafeteria with Jessica and Mike, I couldn't keep from looking at her table, where Emmet, Alice, and Edward sat talking, their heads close together.

At my usual table, everyone was full of our plans for the next day. Mike was animated again, putting a great deal of trust in the local weatherman who promised sun tomorrow. I'd have to see that before I believed it. But it was warmer today. Maybe the outing wouldn't be completely miserable. I intercepted a few unfriendly glances from Lauren during lunch, which I didn't understand until we were all walking out of the room together. I was right behind her, just a foot from her slick, silver blond hair, and she was evidently unaware of that.

"…don't know why Bella" she sneered my name "doesn't just sit with the Cullens from now on." I heard her muttering to Mike.

"She's my friend; she sits with us," Mike whispered back loyally, but also a bit territorially. I paused to let Jess and Angela pass me. I didn't want to hear any more.

I looked over my shoulder and could see that Alice and Emmett were still at their table. I remembered the conversation I had with Tobias last night and decided to approach them.

"Um, hello." I said as soon I reached them "Nice to see you Emmett and um, a pleasure to meet you Alice"

"Hey Bells" said Emmett with a goofy grin "What brings you here?" He asked.

"I…" I doubted what to say. Had Rosalie told them about or escaped to the football field? Had she told them about me running off letting her there alone in the rain? "I spent sometime talking yesterday with your sister, but I never got to ask her for her phone number… I was wondering, since we departed quite ah, unexpectedly yesterday, if any of you would be kind enough to provide it to me?"

"Why would you want her number? You didn't seem to want to talk to her yesterday anymore" I heard a voice behind me. When I turned to see who it was, I could see Edward Cullen standing right there.

"Oh… I did. I was just surprised by the unexpected visit of a friend." I said blushing, then I remembered that I had actually tried to catch up with them, but they left either way. "I tried to talk to her after I greeted Tobias. I even ran up to your car but you sped away!" I said in an accusatory tone.

Edward seemed surprised that I had told him that. A few minutes passed in silence, no one saying a word. I didn't dare to look away from him, he was not going to put all the blame on me. Then, a gentle touch on my arm made me break eye contact with Rose's brother, I ended up looking down at the little pixie, who was smiling at me.

"What are your intentions with my sister?" she asked me

"What?" I asked not understanding what she meant with her question.

"What exactly do you expect by approaching Rosalie?"

I nodded now understanding, she was worried about her sister. "At least keep her friendship"

"At least?" as Emmett grinning

I grinned back. "I like her, a lot. And I know she likes me too. I don't know where this will take us, but I'm willing to try out. If friendship is at the end all we can give each other, then friendship it is"

Edward scowled and left the building, leaving me now alone with his two siblings. Alice smiled at me and handed me a piece of paper with a number scribbled on it.

"Make it count" she said and then both she and Emmett left too.

I dialed the number right away, but I was sent to voice mail.

"Hi Rose, it's Bella. Hum, Alice provided me with your phone. Call me, ok?"

All through the rest of the day, I dialed at least once between every class. With the same result, each time I left a message stating it was me and that I wanted to speak to her. I tried again as soon as I arrived home, this time I left a different message.

"Listen Rose, I'm sorry I left yesterday. I was really excited to see an old friend. However I would take it back if I could. Please forgive my not so smart action."

That night at dinner, Charlie seemed enthusiastic about my trip to La Push in the morning. Of course he knew the names of all the kids going, and their parents, and their great-grandparents, too, probably. He seemed to approve.

"Charlie, do you know a place called Goat Rocks or something like that? I think it's south of Mount Rainier," I asked casually.

"Yeah… why?"

I shrugged. "Some kids were talking about camping there." I lied

"It's not a very good place for camping." He sounded surprised. "Too many bears. Most people go there during the hunting season."

"Oh," I murmured. "Maybe I got the name wrong."

Before turning in that night, I decided to try one more time. This time I was not directed to voice mail, but the other end of the line was silent.

"Rose?" I inquired. Then I distinguished the sounds that could be heard if someone was about to let you speaking by yourself on the phone. "No, please, don't hung up. Just, please…" I noticed that it was still silent, but she was clearly still there. I smiled bitterly. "you promised to let me know next time you would ignore me" I sighed. "I'm sorry… I think I upset you and I didn't mean to" I sighed again and was about to hung up myself

"When?" She asked on the phone "When you didn't mean to?" I could hear anger in her voice, which made me flinch.

"Ever" I said truthfully. "Not yesterday by my actions. Not today by calling incessantly to you. Not now trying to apologize. Not ever, Rose"

"I don't like this Bella" she said. "It's been two times now that you look scared and then you look happy as hell" she sighed "I hate not being able to make you smile like that" she said softly.

"But you do make me smile" I told her.

"I understand we all have a history and a lot of baggage to carry, but… The way you acted around your friend Clara, and the way you acted yesterday… it's just something I don't like" she said. Then it hit me.

"Are you jealous?" I asked increduly. "Is that why you tried to stay away at first and left me yesterday?" She grunted on the phone, which made me smile. "Rose, don't be. Look, what Clara and I had, it ended a long time ago. Now we're only friends"

"What about this Tobias?" bitterness still on her voice.

"We are friends, that's all"

"Good" she sounded relieved. "Are you still going to La Push tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Want to ditch your brother and come with me?" I asked smiling on the phone.

"I'd love to" she said and my heart rate sped up "But I can't… However, we are still going to Seattle next weekend right?" she asked hesitantly

"Sure"

"Will you do me a favor tomorrow?" she asked me

"Yeah"

"Be careful, please"

"Always am"

"Well, I better let you sleep Bella. Sweet dreams"

"You too Rose" and with that we ended our conversation. A smile plastered on my face. Jealously meant she did care for me, and I couldn't deny that I myself was way more than just attracted to her. I actually wanted to make her smile and be there when ever she needed me. I realized then that since the moment I saw her for the first time in the school cafeteria, that was what I had wanted. Be the one who makes her smile.

I meant to sleep in, but an unusual brightness woke me. I opened my eyes to see a clear yellow light streaming through my window. I couldn't believe it. I hurried to the window to check, and sure enough, there was the sun. It was in the wrong place in the sky, too low, and it didn't seem to be as close as it should be, but it was definitely the sun. Clouds ringed the horizon, but a large patch of blue was visible in the middle.

I lingered by the window as long as I could, afraid that if I left the blue would disappear again.

The Newtons' Olympic Outfitters store was just north of town. I'd seen the store, but I'd not stopped there, not having at the time much need for any supplies required for being outdoors over an extended period of time. In the parking lot I recognized Mike's Suburban and Tyler's Sentra.

As I walked up next to their vehicles, I could see the group standing around in front of the Suburban. Eric was there, along with two other boys I had class with; I was fairly sure their names were Ben and Conner. Jess was there, flanked by Angela and Lauren. Three other girls stood with them. One gave me a dirty look as I approached them, and whispered something to Lauren. Lauren shook out her hair and eyed me scornfully. So it was going to be one of those days. Oh the teenage drama.

"You came!" called Mike delighted. "And I said it would be sunny today, didn't I?"

"I told you I was coming," I reminded him.

"We're just waiting for Lee and Samantha… unless you invited someone," Mike added.

"Nope, I did invite someone, but they couldn't make it"

"Hale?"

I nodded. "And my friend Tobias too" I said, trying to lift up Mike's spirit.

He nodded, quite pleased with my answer apparently "Will you ride in my car? It's that or Lee's mom's minivan."

"Sure." He smiled blissfully.

"You can have shotgun," he promised. I could see Jessica glowering at him now.

The numbers worked out in my favor, though. Lee brought two extra people, and suddenly every seat was necessary. I managed to wedge Jess in between Mike and me in the front seat of the Suburban. Mike could have been more graceful about it, but at least Jess seemed appeased.

It was only fifteen miles to La Push from Forks, with gorgeous, dense green forests edging the road most of the way and the wide Quileutes River snaking beneath it twice. I was glad I had the window seat. We'd rolled the windows down , and I tried to absorb as much sunlight as possible.

It was breathtaking. The water was dark gray, even in the sunlight, white-capped and heaving to the gray, rocky shore. Islands rose out of the steel harbor waters with sheer cliff sides, reaching to uneven summits, and crowned with austere, soaring firs. The beach had only a thin border of actual sand at the water's edge, after which it grew into millions of large, smooth stones that looked uniformly gray from a distance, but close up were every shade a stone could be: terra-cotta, sea green, lavender, blue gray, dull gold.

We picked our way down to the beach, Mike leading the way to a ring of driftwood logs that had obviously been used for parties like ours before. There was a fire circle already in place, filled with black ashes. Eric and the boy I thought was named Ben gathered broken branches of driftwood from the drier piles against the forest edge, and soon had a teepee-shaped construction built atop the old cinders.

"Have you ever seen a driftwood fire?" Mike asked me. I was sitting on one of the bone-colored benches; the other girls clustered, gossiping excitedly, on either side of me. Mike kneeled by the fire, lighting one of the smaller sticks with a cigarette lighter.

"Not that I remember," I said as he placed the blazing twig carefully against the teepee.

"You'll like this then, watch the colors." He lit another small branch and laid it alongside the first. The flames started to lick quickly up the dry wood.

"It's blue," I said in mild surprise. The only time I've seen something close to this, was in Spain, with Tobias teaching me about potions and herbology. Never in a natural environment.

"The salt does it. Pretty, isn't it?" He lit one more piece, placed it where the fire hadn't yet caught, and then came to sit by me. Thankfully, Jess was on his other side. She turned to him and claimed his attention.

I watched the strange blue and green flames crackle toward the sky. After a half hour of chatter, some of the boys wanted to hike to the nearby tidal pools. It was a dilemma. On the one hand, I'd love to see the tide pools. On the other hand, I didn't want to fall into them.

Lauren was the one who made my decision for me. She didn't want to hike, and she was definitely wearing the wrong shoes for it. Most of the other girls besides Angela and Jessica decided to stay on the beach as well. I waited until Tyler and Eric had committed to remaining with them before I got up quietly to join the pro-hiking group. Mike gave me a huge smile when he saw that I was coming. The hike wasn't too long, though I hated to lose the sky in the woods. The green light of the forest was strangely at odds with the adolescent laughter, too murky and ominous to be in harmony with the light banter around me.

Finally the boys were hungry, and I got up stiffly to follow them back. As we close in to First Beach, I felt the Buzz. I was glad we were on Holy Ground, that was the reason I had not brought my sword with me. When we got back to First Beach, the group we'd left behind had multiplied. As we got closer we could see the shining, straight black hair and copper skin of the newcomers, teenagers from the reservation come to socialize. And Tobias was there with the tallest of them.

The food was already being passed around, and the boys hurried to claim a share while Eric introduced us as we each entered the driftwood circle. Angela and I were the last to arrive, and, as Eric said our names, I noticed the boy sitting by Tobias, glance up at me in interest. I sat down next to Angela, and Tobias.

"Hey stranger" I smiled to him.

"Hello yourself" he said being more serious than he usually was.

Mike brought us sandwiches and an array of sodas to choose from, while the boy with whom Tobias had been talking too rattled off the names of the seven others with him. All I caught was that one of the girls was also named Jessica, and that his name was Sam.

It was relaxing to sit with Angela while Tobias and Sam still chatted a few feet away; she was a restful kind of person to be around, she didn't feel the need to fill every silence with chatter. She left me free to think undisturbed while we ate. And I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow in Forks, and how somehow, I'd decided that it wasn't that bad of a place to be for a few years specially if I could spend those years with the blond goddess that occupied my mind.

During lunch the clouds started to advance, slinking across the blue sky, darting in front of the sun momentarily, casting long shadows across the beach, and blackening the waves even in daylight.

As they finished eating, people started to drift away in twos and threes. Some walked down to the edge of the waves, trying to skip rocks across the choppy surface. Others were gathering a second expedition to the tide pools. Mike, with Jessica shadowing him, headed up to the one shops in the village. Some of the local kids went with them; others went along on the hike. By the time they all had scattered, I was sitting alone on my driftwood log, with Lauren and Tyler occupying themselves by the CD player someone had thought to bring, and three teenagers from the reservation perched around the circle, including the boy named Sam and Tobias.

A few minutes after Angela left with the hikers, Sam sauntered over to take her place by my side.

"You're Isabella Swan, aren't you?" It was like the first day of school all over again.

"Bella," I sighed.

"I'm Sam Uley, I've spoken with your friend Tobias since this morning." He held his hand out in a friendly gesture.

"Oh," I said, shaking his sleek hand.

"You know Bella, Sam?" Lauren asked, in what could only be a petulant tone, from across the fire.

"We have a mutual acquaintance" he laughed, smiling at me again.

"How nice." Replied Lauren, she didn't sound like she thought it was nice at all, and her pale, fishy eyes narrowed. "Bella," she called again, watching my face carefully, "I was just saying to Tyler that it was too bad none of the Cullens could come out today. Didn't anyone think to invite them?" Her expression of concern was unconvincing.

"You mean Dr. Carlisle Cullen's family?" asked Sam before I could respond, much to Lauren's irritation. He was really closer to a man than a boy, and his voice was very deep.

"Yes, do you know them?" she asked condescendingly, turning halfway toward him.

"The Cullens don't come here," he said in a tone that closed the subject, ignoring her question. Tyler, trying to win back her attention, asked Lauren's opinion on a CD he held. She was distracted. I stared at Sam, taken aback, but he was looking away toward the dark forest behind us.

"You should not relate with them. I have to go" He said and left me sitting there, with a whole new lot of questions in my mind.

He'd said that the Cullens didn't come here, but his tone had implied something more, a warning perhaps. Tobias interrupted my meditation. "So did you manage to make amends with your friend?"

I smiled at him "We still have to work on it. But yeah, I think we're on the right track again" I said. He smiled understandingly.

I was still turning over the brief comment on the Cullens made by Sam, when Tobias grabbed my arm "Do you want to walk down the beach with me?" he asked.

I nodded and stood up to walk with him.

"I am glad to see you finally made a new friend" I said referring to Sam

"Well, I need his insight for mi research"

"What was that he was saying about the doctor's family?" I asked innocently.

"The Cullens? They're not supposed to come onto the reservation." He looked away, confirming what I'd thought I'd heard in Sam's voice.

"Why not?" He glanced back at me, studying me for a moment.

"I'm not supposed to say anything about that if I want to stay here."

"Oh, come on, Since when do we keep secrets from each other? I'm just curious."

"All right then. What do you know about Quileutes old stories, about where they come from?"

"Only what Duncan told me" I mused "He said I ought to know, since my mother had been descendant of them."

"What exactly did Duncan tell you?"

"Well, there are lots of legends, some of them claiming to date back to the Flood, supposedly, the ancient Quileutes tied their canoes to the tops of the tallest trees on the mountain to survive like Noah and the ark." I smiled at him "I would love to meet anyone from around that time, by the way. Another legend claims that they descended from wolves, and that the wolves are their brothers still. It's according to Duncan, against tribal law to kill them."

He nodded at me. "That is the reason I came here" he said. "I told Duncan about my encounter in school with a 'big' wolf and told him I thought that it was somehow sentient but lost control over himself. I did not think it wise for him to know about my past as well as you do." He told me smirking "Then he told me about this reservation"

I looked at him, waiting for him to elaborate. "As soon as I contacted them and told them the nature of my visit, I was told to head directly to Uley's house. I was met by Sam… He seemed to be cautious about me. He even said that I better not be related to the Cold Ones"

"The cold ones?" I asked, not faking my intrigue now.

"Yes. I learnt there are stories of the cold ones as old as the wolf legends, and some much more recent. According to legend, the great-grandfathers of the kids around here now, knew some of them. And they were the ones who made the treaty that keeps them off this land."

"Treaty?" I encouraged.

"You see, the cold ones are the natural enemies of the wolf, well, not the wolf, really, but the wolves that turn into men, like your ancestors." He started, adopting his teacher tone "My people would call them werewolves, but these are different"

"Werewolves have enemies? Why didn't you said that in Spain? And different how?" I asked him, trying to keep the incredulously tone at bay

"Only one natural enemy. And of course, my kind if laws have not changed yet." I stared at him earnestly, hoping to disguise my impatience. "So you see," Tobias continued, "the cold ones are traditionally enemies of the Quileutes. But the coven that came to this territory was different. They didn't hunt the way others of their kind did, they weren't supposed to be dangerous to the tribe. So the elders made a truce with them. If they would promise to stay off these lands, they wouldn't expose them to the pale-faces."

"If they weren't dangerous, then why… ?" I tried to understand, struggling not to let him see how seriously I was considering this story.

"There's always a risk for humans to be around the cold ones, even if they're civilized like this coven was. You never know when they might get too hungry to resist." He deliberately worked a thick edge of menace into his tone.

"What do you mean, 'civilized'?"

"They claimed that they didn't hunt humans. They supposedly were somehow able to prey on animals instead.".

"So how does it fit in with the Cullens? Are they like the cold ones Sam told you about?" I tried to keep my voice casual

"No." He paused dramatically. "They are supposed to be the same ones. The leader, Carlisle, had been here and gone before we British came to conquer the natives."

"And what are they?" I finally asked. "What are the cold ones?" He smiled darkly.

"Blood drinkers," he replied in a chilling voice. "You don't believe in them, but I told you about them when we met."

"When we met? You told me about a lot of things." I said trying to keep my composure.

"The very moment you told me I was not dead. When I thought you'd turned me?"

"Vampires" I said in low voice "But the Cullens can't be vampires… they go out and about in plain daylight, like us" he looked somber for a moment.

"That is something I have to work on. I'm not sure how that is possible if everything that Sam has told me so far is truth, specially because the ones my people know, are not daywalkers"

"What if the elders met others like us. Not vampires, but Immortals?"

"That would be plausible, if it wasn't for the description on this Cullen kids and the fact that I didn't feel a Buzz other than yours"

"They are not" I said finally.

"At any rate, we only have a week to figure it out. The locals asked me to leave their land and preferably Forks by Friday"

"What? Why?"

"The Quileutes. They know I'm not simply a human, and not because of being Immortal, that they don't know. But because of what I was before meeting you. They can smell the magic, even if they don't know what it is"

And then the sound of the beach rocks clattering against each other warned us that someone was approaching. Our heads snapped up at the same time to see Mike and Jessica about fifty yards away, walking toward us.

"There you are, Bella," Mike called in relief, waving his arm over his head.

"Dunderheads" scowled Tobias looking at Mike, who had reached us now, with Jessica still a few paces back. I could see his eyes appraising Tobias, and looking satisfied at his obvious oldness.

"Where have you been?" he asked, though the answer was right in front of him.

"Tobias was just telling me about his studies here at La Push," I volunteered. "It is really interesting." I smiled at Tobias warmly, and he sneered down at Mike.

"Well," Mike paused, carefully reassessing the situation as he watched our camaraderie. "We're packing up, it looks like it's going to rain soon." We all looked up at the glowering sky. It certainly did look like rain.

"Okay." I jumped up.

"I'll bring her home" Offered Tobias

"Really?" I asked him a little confused. He nodded severely at me.

"Thanks" I said. Then I looked at Mike who seemed at a loss of words.

Jessica was the one who reacted first. "Okay then. See you on Monday Bella" she said dragging Mike away.

As soon as they were all at their vehicles I turned to look at Tobias, clearly waiting for an explanation.

"We have potions to brew" He simply said grabbing my hand and apparating us in Charlie's kitchen.

"I told you not to do that ever again" I said trying to keep the contents of my stomach in said stomach.

He sneered and I could see he was in Teacher mode once again.

"Blood replenishing potion…" he started.

REVISED A/N(September 2021): So when I wrote Snape McLeod, this scene here actually popped into my mind. I know not many people in the Twilightverse are part also of the Potterverse, but bare with me. I needed (still do) to set a premise for Snape McLeod's sequel. Though I am still debating wether or not tie it somehow to my other HP fic…

A/N: So Tobias is going to be here for a while, and he is worried about werewolves and vamps.

Oh, and I managed a longer chapter. Hope you liked it.

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