Well, we're here. Chapter 200. I actually did it.

Before today's chapter starts I want to take this time to talk to you guys. 200 chapters in and you guys are eating it up, and it's amazing to see. The audience may not be the biggest (in perspective, another story of mine has a bigger one) but you guys are just as passionate. Seeing so many people who have come to love the characters and setting I have created using Fairy Tail's universe is incredible.

I may not be the best writer, I may not check for errors thoroughly enough, and I may not be the best as responding to you guys, but seeing so much love on an OC story is amazing. I love you guys! So today's chapter is for you guys. A little longer, with some fun stuff inside.

300 here we come!

And as always, enjoy!

Eight years after the Kronos incident

It was a bright and sunny day. The birds were chirping, the sun was shining, and everyone seemed happy.

The townsfolk of Magnolia moved about their daily business, buying food, going to work, and talking to their neighbors and having a good time.

However, Elise avoided all of that. She wasn't in the mood.

She was at the graveyard. She was standing in front of the five gravestones marking her friends.

It had been eight long years since they had disappeared during the Grand Magic Games closing ceremony. Eight years Elise had carried the sense of duty to avenge them in any way she could, and seven she'd tried her hardest to do so. She'd tried as hard as she could, but the man alluded her at every turn. And at every turn, Elise's patience for the subject grew shorter and shorter. And now, faced with the decision to try and move on, Elise found herself at their graves for the first time in many years. Taking a deep breath, Elise walked closer.

"Hey guys." She greeted softly, smiling weakly. "Sorry I haven't visited in a while, but...I've been busy."

There were no bodies below her, but talking to the graves alleviated some of the loneliness in Elise's heart.

"I...I've been trying to catch Kronos." She continued. "So I've been pretty busy for the past few years doing that...I never forgot you though."

The stones just stared at her, and Elise chuckled.

"He's pretty hard to find, but I've been...I'm doing it for you guys. To make sure your disappearance wasn't in vain. To take him down for sure like we should have so long ago."

Elise took a shaky breath.

"Keita's been helping me." She said, tears threatening to fall. "He's been by my side since it started...Always there for me when I needed him. Doing a lot of the work in catching Kronos unaware, even if it's never worked."

Elise looked up at the bright blue sky above her, recollecting her thoughts as her emotions started to spiral.

"He loves me..." She whispered. "Somehow through all of this shit he found a way to fall for me...But why? Why me? What is there too love?" She looked back down at the graves. "I'm short tempered, sarcastic, hot headed, rude...What is there to love?" She just ran her eyes over the inscriptions on the stones, trying to prevent a sob from escaping her mouth. "I just don't understand..."

Elise slowly sat down and crossed her legs in front of her, taking a deep breath and smiling.

"What would you guys say at a time like this?" She asked, looking over at the grave to the far left. "Nashi would probably tell me to search my own heart...How I feel about him instead of wallowing around about it. You'd just want me to follow my own heart."

She looked at the next one.

"Drake...I have a feeling you'd try and listen to me without consent and figure it out for yourself, you bastard. But...Your advice would mean the world to me. Even though you were always so invasive and sarcastic, you were there when I needed you."

She looked over again.

"Ul would say something like Nashi, I bet. You'd just want me to be happy. Hell, maybe you'd take it as your excuse to say something to Simon."

She looked at the redheads grave.

"And then there's you...What would you say, Simon? You're hard to read when it's love we're talking about. You'd probably tell me you have no advice and to do what I feel is right... Should I have said for you to do that with Ul before you were gone? Was I reading the situation wrong? Who knows..."

She looked over once more.

"Damien. You'd probably crack a joke about how funny it is that Keita fell for me. Maybe reinforce, albeit involuntarily because you're not that mean, my own insecurity...Asshole." She chuckled a bit at this, but it faded soon. She just stared down at the graves as a breeze rolled passed. It was nice, but it by no means soothed her whatsoever.

"What do I do?" She croaked. "I'm so confused...I don't like this feeling." She lowered her head and placed a hand over her eyes to prevent the tears from falling. "I've been wandering around blindly for eight long years trying to figure out what to do. Keita guided me until now, at least somewhat..." She looked up again. "You'd know what to do, eh Nashi? You always had the knack for coming up with a plan. Like Silverridge, or using Dragon-God mode against Michael and Keita..."

Finally, tears started to fall.

"What do I do?!" She asked weakly. "Why do I have to be alone?! WHERE DID YOU GUYS GO?!" Elise shouted angrily. "Why did you leave me alone?! Why didn't I get to disappear?!" Elise sat there, shaking as tears traced lines down her cheeks. And as the wind blew past once more, Elise realized something.

She was alone.

It wasn't a new revelation, not by a long shot, but sitting in the graveyard screaming at tombstones must've knocked some sense into her.

Because for a long time, Elise had simply followed. Someone else always made the important decisions, someone else to come up with a way to solve everything.

But that had fallen to Elise now. Because only she could do it.

But at the same time, She couldn't make that decision.

Elise was caught between two courses of action. One, stop hunting Kronos and do what made her happy. Deciding what that was was an entire beast itself. Two, continue after Kronos and at all costs find him and defeat him. For the vengeance that she had longed for. The closure.

But as she sat there and stared at the tombstones, Elise couldn't make up her mind.

Elise had left the graveyard. She couldn't sit there anymore. The longer she stayed the angrier she got. The anger came from her pent up sadness, confusion, and a whole other mix of feelings Elise wasn't sure she was comfortable with.

Sighing, the woman pushed the morning from her mind and continued back to the guild hall. After all, she usually washed down these feelings with booze. It worked quite well too.

"I just need to forget it all for a moment." She whispered to herself. "That would help a lot." Elise entered the guild hall unannounced, and walked towards the bar before anyone would try and stop her for some reason.

"Elise!" Damn it. Elise looked over to find her mother standing there. Although that was not what made Elise's breath hitch in her throat.

Nami Mikazuchi stood next to Elise's mother, a small smile on her face.

"Nami was looking for you." Her mother said, beckoning for Elise to walk over to them. Doing so mechanically as her mind sped through all the possibilities of why Nami was looking for her, Elise reached the pair quietly.

"H-Hey." She greeted Nami. The woman smiled.

"Morning, Elise." She said. "Wonderful day, huh?"

"Y-Yeah..." Elise's mother smiled.

"I'll leave you two to it, then." She said. Elise had a million different insults to spew at her mother for leaving them, but she'd do so at a later date. As she walked away and left Elise with Nami, the unsettling feeling in her stomach increased. Nami, however, turned for the door.

"Walk with me, would you?" Although she said it nicely enough, Elise could tell it was more of a demand than anything else. Walking behind the older woman out of the guild, Elise continued to wonder just what it was that Nami wanted from her. Had Keita sent her? Was it something to do with Keita at all? Logic screamed yes, seeing as Elise had no actually talked to Nami in around five years.

"Hungry?" Nami asked over her shoulder for Elise.

"Huh?" Nami chuckled.

"Are you hungry?"

"...I-I guess." Nami stopped and took a left, Elise following close behind. Soon enough they made it too a restaurant, and they walked inside. Elise didn't pay much attention to Nami as she went through the procedure of finding where to sit, but soon Elise found herself in a restaurant booth away from really anyone else in the place.

Suspicious.

"So Elise, how have you been?" Nami asked. Elise made a face.

"Fine." She answered hollowly. Nami nodded.

"Good. It's been a while since I saw you, so I was wondering if you were okay or..."

"Let's get to your point, Nami." Elise interrupted. "Because as much as i love talking to you, I know very well why you're here." Nami stared right into Elise's eyes for a moment or two, and for the briefest of seconds Elise wondered if she'd miscalculated Nami. Perhaps it was nothing more than catching up. This notion was dispelled, however, when Nami chuckled.

"Excellent observation." She said. "I figured I'd dance around it at first, but if you wish to get right to the point then let us do that."Nami crossed her arms over the table and leaned on it as she smirked. "So I've caught wind of a rumor."

"Oh boy..."

"That a certain Shadow Dragon from Sabertooth got his heart broken." She tilted her head to the side. "Would you happen to know anything about that, Elise?"

"Breaking his heart is a long shot..." Elise murmured weakly as she sank into the seat. "I just ran when I heard him arguing with Michael about it."

"I figured. Outright crushing him didn't seem like your style." Nami's smile faded. "So enlighten me. What did he say?" Elise took a deep breath.

"Michael made him call me over to tell me how he felt. Keita and him were arguing about it and he just burst out that he'd fallen in love with me but didn't know how to tell me...And I ran." Nami nodded.

"How do you feel?" Elise had been asked that too many times, by her mother, Nami, and herself about every thirty seconds. She shrugged.

"I don't know." She hissed. "Part of me is happy he feels that way...And the other half wishes he'd kept his mouth shut."

"So you're conflicted." Elise didn't reply to this, so Nami continued. "Want to know what I think?"

"Sure."

"I think you love him too." Elise's face grew red hot and she looked up in shock, but Nami was deadly serious. "But your trying to tell yourself you aren't allowed to be happy."

"W-Wha...?"

"Look at it this way." Nami said, leaning back. You and Keita have been hunting Kronos, the guy responsible for the disappearance of your friends, for seven years. You don't spend seven years with someone and not feel strongly for them one way or the other."

"O-Okay?"

"And you feel the same way for Keita. However, you're blaming yourself for the disappearance of your friends and, as penance, are refusing to be happy." Elise sat there in the booth, stunned into silence as Nami's quick analogy broke down eight years of her behavior into a simple concept. "Would I be correct?"

"I..." Elise tried weakly. "I...I don't..."

"Don't want?" Nami asked. "Want to be happy? Tell me Elise, how do you feel about Keita, honestly?" Elise shoved away her shock to give this some thought.

"He's great." She said. "He's always there if I need him. Kind, understanding, patient...I love seeing him and talking to him, and how much he cares about our job and me..." Elise's eyes widened slowly as she poke the words. Nami smiled.

"Sounds like love to me." She said simply. Elise coughed as her face heated up and looked away.

"W-Whatever. Doesn't explain the penance concept."

"No?" Nami asked. "Tell me Elise, what do you think about the most when you think about your friends disappearing?" A strange question, but Elise gave it some thought.

"I should've been there...I shouldn't be here. I don't...I can't..."

"Why was I spared?!"

"Why are they gone?! What did I do to deserve this?!"

"I should've been there..."

Elise sat there as her thoughts from seven years ago ran through her mind. No, not seven years ago. She thought these things all the time. She had become so accustomed to thinking it she barely ever noticed.

"I should've been there." She whispered. "That's...That's it." Nami nodded and leaned back.

"As I thought." She said. "See? You're saying you should have been there. Whether or not you're saying you could've stopped it or you should've disappeared too is irrelevant. To you, the blame falls solely on you." Elise sat there weakly, unable to conjure up anything she could say to Nami.

"I...I guess." She finally croaked out. The two went quiet for a moment, giving Elise some time to think. She did often think that. She did feel she could've stopped him, or that she should've disappeared too.

"Elise," Elise looked up as Nami spoke. The woman looked pretty serious. "My brother really does love you." Elise's face felt hot, but Nami continued. "The way he talks about you, the gleam he gets in his eyes when he does...It's painfully obvious."

"T-Talks about me?" Elise whispered weakly. Nami nodded.

"All the time." She said. "How you're so strong-willed, how you're so confident in your abilities, and..." Nami lowered her head slightly. "How above all other things, he just wants to see you smile genuinely again. A real smile, not one you put on for yourself or others, but one caused by you feeling genuinely happy like you used to. He says your so beautiful when you smile."

"I...I..." Nami snickered.

"Course he was blackout drunk when he said those things, but it's liquid truth, Elise. The balls in your court." Elise looked up as Nami got up from the booth. "Look, I didn't come here to guilt trip you into going out with him. I came here to tell you how it is because Keita isn't able to bring himself to do it. It's all up to you Elise. Do you want to be happy? or do you want to spend an eternity blaming yourself for something out of your control?" Nami left the establishment, leaving Elise by herself.

Keita loved her.

That much she knew.

But did she love him too?

Could she be happy without her friends being avenged?

Could she move on from it and let the past be?

Elise thought back to her time in the graveyard this morning. What she'd assumed her friends would say.

"They'd want me to be happy..." She whispered to herself. After a few more minutes of silent contemplation, Elise stood.

A smile on her face.

"They'd want me to be happy."

Eleven years and seven months before the Kronos incident

The explosions were tearing Magnolia apart, and Nashi acted quickly to save those that she could.

"Just get the hell out of the city! She shouted to people fleeing the scene. "It's for the best!" No one stopped to wonder who she was or why she looked so much like the little Dragneel girl in Fairy Tail, they all bolted with a grateful look at her, which was all she needed.

Looking up, Nashi watched the black dot above the city as it blasted it's way through, and her heart sank a little lower. She knew what the end game here was. He rampaged for ten minutes, killed Steph, and ran out of power which caused him to revert back to his human form shortly after.

And she was being forced to relive it all in real time.

She hated time travel.

"Nashi!" Nashi looked over as Drake ran over to her, a frightened expression on his face. "Have you seen Damien?!" Nashi's eyes widened.

"No!" She shouted back. "Where did he go?!" Drake shrugged.

"We don't know!" He said, panicked. "He disappeared when the whole guild evacuated to save the townsfolk!" Nashi crossed her arms.

"Fuck...We need to find him in case he does something drastic!"

"Or stupid." Nashi nodded and looked around.

"In any case, I think most of the town is empty now. We just need to...!"

"Get down!" Nashi yelped in surprise as Drake grabbed her and forced her to the ground, an explosion roaring above them and debris flying overhead.

"Jeez...Thanks." Nashi said as Drake got off of her and offered her his hand. They both stood and turned to the little Damien in the sky as he caused even more destruction.

"This is just like before." He hissed.

"Why wouldn't it be?" Nashi asked.

"To be honest I wanted our presence to change this...I don't know how if we aren't getting involved, but..." Nashi looked down as he said this. Deep down, she'd wanted that too. If anything in their past could've been changed, she'd wanted it to be this.

"We can't dwell on that." She said, forcing the tears back. "We just need to get the hell out. Where are Simon and Ultear?"

"Ultear went with the guild to make sure everyone was okay. Simon should be around here somewhere." Nashi nodded.

"Good let's go find him."

Ultear walked along the side of the treeline, making sure everyone around them was okay. She'd opted to go with the guild and townsfolk to make sure no one was seriously hurt, so she was checking for just that. After discerning no one around her was too hurt, she continued on her merry way. She cast a look at the burning city in the skyline as she did so.

It looked just like her nightmares had envisioned it. Why? Why had they been sent back to right before this? Was this fate's idea of a cruel joke?

"Steph?! Steph?!" Ultear was snapped from her thoughts at this. She turned and found Laxus and Mira running around and calling for their daughter. Her eyes widened.

No...

"Ultear!" It was Laxus. "Have you seen Steph?!"

No...

Ultear!"

"...No. I haven't." She replied weakly. Mira looked so distressed and upset.

"I told him he couldn't control a full takeover at his age!" She cursed as she stormed past Ultear looking for her daughter. "I told him, and he just had to go and try! I told him!" Laxus followed after his wife, and Ultear remained where she was. Slowly, she looked over at the skyline once more, heart heavy with the knowledge of the future.

I'm so sorry Steph...If we could stop it without damaging the timeline I'd go to hell and back to do it.

Nashi ran alongside Drake as they looked for anyone still inside the city. They hadn't seen anyone as of yet, but they had to make absolutely sure. Timeline damaging or not, Nashi was not allowing anyone to die to to her own reservations.

"Hello?!" Drake called as they reached a deserted looking area. "Anyone still here?!"

"We need to leave." Nashi told him as he turned to look at her. "Before we encounter Damien."

"I know." He said, his ears witching. "I just don't want anyone to die...No ones here, let's go." Nashi nodded, and they turned to leave.

Right as a golden blur fell to earth in front of them. As the glow died away, Simon scrambled out of his whole and ran towards them.

"Simon?" Nashi asked. "Are you...?"

"Hit the dirt!" Simon shouted, tackling her and Drake to the earth. Before she could ask what he was doing, a black blur soared an inch from Simon's head, just barely missing him.

"What the hell?" Drake asked. Simon looked frantic.

"I was flying overhead looking for people and he started to attack me...I didn't mean to lead him here but..." Nashi's stomach fell as she heard Damien land not to far from them and furl his wings up. All three of them stood and watched the boy.

"What do we do?" Drake asked. "Fight him?"

"That depends." Simon said weakly. "Has he killed Steph yet?"

"Huh?" Nashi asked. Simon looked over at her.

"Think about it. Damien kills Steph and shortly after he runs out of power. if he's killed Steph I'd wager we could attack him and subdue him. But if he hasn't..."

"We need to run." Drake finished, looking back at Damien. "Shit..."

"And we have no way to tell if he's killed Steph..." Nashi said slowly as the realization hit her. Damien slowly raised a hand, black magic swirled there.

"Run!" Simon shouted. The three turned and bolted away from the demon, diving down to the earth as the black death magic flew overhead. They all got up and sprinted as fast as they could, but the demon was on top of them quickly. Nashi looked over her shoulder to look.

That was her mistake.

She took a blast of the black magic right to the back, and she fell to the ground, dizzy. She felt so weak and pathetic after only a single hit? How powerful was Xisplate.

"Nashi!" It was Drake, and Nashi looked over slowly as he and Simon appeared above her. "Are you okay?!"

"I feel so weak..." Nashi whispered. "I don't know if I can get up..."

"It's Death Magic." Simon said. "Every hit temporarily drains the life force of the opponent. If we take too many in a row without time to recover, we're going to die. Just be lucky he doesn't use any other spells to hit us..." Nashi found Simon was right. She could feel her strength returning, but very slowly.

"Can you get up?" Drake asked.

"Probably." Nashi said. "But run? No." Drake clicked his tongue in irritation.

"Looks like were doing this the hard way." He said. Before Nashi could ask what that meant, she felt herself get picked up by Drake princess style. The man turned to Simon.

"Keep him off of us!" He said. "We have to run!" Simon nodded and stayed back as Damien advanced after them, throwing the death blasts off with heavenly light. Nashi felt her strength return bit by bit as Drake ran, Simon not to far behind. She could hear Simon fending him off, but she felt no comfort from it.

She was scared.

Nashi felt five years old again. Being in this scenario made her feel so powerless. What were they going to do?

BOOM!"

Nashi looked up just in time to see Simon roll across the ground in front of her and Drake, cursing to himself.

"Did he overpower you?!" Drake asked in disbelief. Simon wiped blood from his mouth.

"Like hell." He replied. "I can't actually go full on offensive or I might damage the timeline...Isn't hard for him to overpower me if I can't try my hardest." Damien landed between them and their exit. Simon was hit, Nashi was too, and Drake had his hands full.

"What do we do?!" Drake hissed. "We can't attack him, but we can't run now either!"

Damien unfurled his wings once more and flew up into the sky. He brought his hands together and aimed them at the three. There was no escaping it.

"Should we run?" Simon asked, struggling to his feet.

"Nowhere to go." Nashi said, looking around. The blast that was going to hit them grew in size, and Drake gulped.

"You think something will happen if we die in the past?" He asked.

"Might be how it was supposed to be." Simon whispered. "How our story ends." Simon had a point. This might have been their fate all along. To go back in time and die.

It was over.

No where to run.

No where to hide.

"Onii-chan!" Nashi's heart stopped. She heard Drake's breathing hitch in his throat. "You're hurting people, stop!" Drake and Simon looked over to the source. Nashi and Damien did as well.

Stephanie Dreyar stood glaring up at her brother, angry as ever.

"Stop!" She shouted. "This isn't you! You have to stop!"

"Steph..." Simon whispered. "No..."

"Run...Please..." Drake whispered. Neither moved.

Because if they did, the timeline would be destroyed.

All they could do was watch.

Nashi looked back up as Damien's hands redirected the attack in Steph's direction.

It all happened slowly.

The attack flew from Damien's hands and roared towards Steph, who stood firm in her ways. All three of them watched. They couldn't do more.

A black blur flew past Nashi's head, but she didn't know what it was

As soon as it started, it was over. The blast engulfed little Steph, and when it stopped she was gone. Turned to ashes by her brother just like before.

Nashi started to cry, just like she had eleven years ago. Simon and Drake just stared ahead as tears streamed down their faces as well.

But it wasn't over. Damien aimed at them once more, preparing another blast.

They could attack now.

Steph was gone.

But none of them had prepared to witness it.

So none of them moved.

Crack!

This sound drew Nashi's attention. She looked up to find Damien falling out of the sky. He hit the dirt and reverted to his human form, lying face down in the dirt.

Older Damien, their Damien, landed behind him in his base demon form, darkness magic swirling around his fist.

But he didn't cry. He looked pretty stoic as he glared down at his younger self, who he'd punched in the back of the head.

"It's done." He whispered hollowly. "We didn't intervene..."

He was right.

They hadn't.

But Nashi wished they had.

And once again, those ten minutes would haunt Nashi for a long time.

Eight years after the Kronos incident

"It could've gone worse."

"Fuck off."

"Hey man, I was just trying to help you out!"

"Help me out by making he scream it out while she was standing right there instead of letting me do it on my own?!" Keita grabbed Michael by the collar of his shirt. "Fuck you."

"Oh calm down, princess." He said. "She's probably just confused more than anything. Just go talk to her."

"After what happened a few days ago? Yeah, okay. I'll get right on that." The two continued on their way to the guild hall quietly, Michael seemed a bit irritated with him.

Irritated was an understatement after what happened a few days ago. Michael had made Keita accidentally yell out his feelings for Elise, which she heard and ran. Keita felt so horrible about the situation, but he didn't have the guts to rectify it. He'd just leave her be. That's what he was best at after all. Leaving shit alone.

"Anyway man, I think you still got a..." Michael froze mid-sentence, and Keita looked over at him.

"Michael?' He asked. Michael pointed towards the guild hall, and Keita followed his gaze in surprise. His heart stopped.

Elise was standing in front of the guild hall, looking right at him. She smiled, and Keita's heart was jump started.

"Good luck bud." Michael said. Before Keita could say anything the White Dragon Slayer had sprinted away, leaving the two of them by themselves. Keita wanted to sprint away too but given the look Elise was giving him he gauged that wasn't a good idea. Steeling himself, he gulped and walked towards her slowly, locking eyes with her. He reached her, and they went quiet.

"Hey." She greeted calmly.

"H-Hey." he replied. Silence ensued, and Keita felt like screaming just so he could break it. He had no idea if she was mad or if she wasn't. He had no idea what she was thinking. He cleared his throat.

"Elise, listen. About what happened a few days ago..." He paused, trying to find the right words to use. "I'm really sorry if I scared you or anything. But to be honest with you, it is How I feel...I...I..." Keita couldn't bring himself to say it to her face. Looking at her, the expression on her face had not changed.

"Nami spoke with me." She said.

"Oh fuck...What did she say?"

"A lot of stuff." Keita wanted to crawl in a hole and die. His sister had spoken with Elise? End it all. "Mainly about you."

"Look whatever she said, It probably isn't true."

"So you don't love me?" Keita went quiet, and Elise chuckled. "Not sure what your silence means, but everything she said was really flattering." Her expression softened as she smiled. "But I'd like to hear it from you too."

"...Elise, I..." Keita frowned. "I don't know what she said, so I can't..." Keita growled and clenched his fists. "God this is so stupid...I'm better than this, but I can't..." He shook his head and looked away. I'm sorry, I'm so pathetic." Silence ensued once more, and Keita didn't know what he was supposed to say. He wanted to say anything he could to convince Elise he was serious, but he couldn't find his words.

"Hm." Elise said. "Didn't think I'd have to do this."

"What do you...?"

Elise grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him.

At first, he didn't know how to react. Well, it was actually more like he had no clue what was even happening at all.

Elise broke away from him soon after, leaving him in a daze. She did not, however, move away.

"Look." She whispered. "We're both a bit fucked up. me more than you. You're shy, I'm insecure and mentally damaged in more then a few ways, but...You make me feel a little more normal. I really like you, Keita."

"...H-Huh?"

"I'm not sure I can say I love you...Yet." She smiled at him, and his heart fluttered. It was that smile. The old one that he loved to see. A genuine one. "How about you help me make up my mind?"

He didn't know what to say. He was still reeling from what she'd just done.

Somehow though, he found the brain power to wrap his arms around her, making her giggle.

"As long as you smile like that from now on." He replied. "We can make it work." She bit her lip.

"Deal."

Keita initiated the kiss this time, and he felt himself become enveloped in a warm and fuzzy feeling.

They'd been through a lot in the past eight years. From depression to anger to killing countless peons in fits of rage.

But as he held her in his embrace, Keita felt hopeful for their future.

I haven't written a scene like that in a long time, so tell me how I did! And so chapter 200 concludes, and times moves on. Again, thank you guys so much for all of the support over the course of this story! I cannot thank you enough!

And as always, I hope you enjoyed, leave a review! Let's try and get...fifteen for chapter 200!