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INTRO




Kiara fell to her knees as she looked into the eyes of her father.  His red lights going out, fading with every breath, the blood running from his slightly parted lips as if he wanted to say something but not more than a stream of crimson fluid came gushing out of his mouth instead.

"I told you to leave me alone father, I warned you to stay away from my children.  You didn't listen.."  Kiara's words came painfully out of her lips.  Her own blood seeping from the wound in her side and the cut over her eye and, the sword sticking out of her chest.  It had been a long battle, Kiara took her own wounds, one, the sword f Darkness, still nestled in her chest.  

Voldem0rt had made a fatal mistake when he tried to put her son between them.  This, was his demise.  His cowards way of standing behind the innocent, had cost him his life with no possibility of revival.  Kiara had made sure of that.

Voldem0rt had gotten in one last thrust of his mighty sword, plunging it into her chest with a deadly blow just before he fell.  Now, Kiara knelt beside her dying father, the light in her own emerald eyes beginning to fade.  She refused to give in however, until she knew, for a fact, her father was dead.

As she stared into his eyes, she could hear the pounding steps of her friends and family rushing toward the room. Her second youngest son, now 18 years of age stood, his eyes fixed on his dying mother and grandfather.  He couldn't move, the spell put on him by Voldem0rt still held it's power over him, there was nothing he could do to help his mother.  A tear of sadness ran down his cheek, if she died, she died because he lived.  IF he hadn't been so weak in the first place, she would never even had been here.  These things ran through his head and almost consumed him in grief.  His mind wandered back to how this all started in the first place, his memories f both a great childhood and his rough school years at Hogwarts.  Then to his finding out who his mother really was and his fall to the dark side of power.

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CHAPTER 1




Max, Kiara and himself walked the isle of platform 93/4.  It was his first time leaving for school.  He walked next to his dad and his mom walked ahead of them and was now talking to some one hw didn't know.

"Have a good time at school hun."  his mom leaned down and kissed his cheek.

"I will mom, I promise."  JR replied.

Max, his father and whom he was named after looked own at him with those exact same ice-blue eye that he possessed, and smiled.

"Your going to be fine.  Have fun but not too much."  His father laughed as did he.  Kiara did not.  She gave Max a look that told him to be good and Jr was off, the train taking him to school and what his mother had told him, the safety f Dumbledore.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was quite possibly the greatest place JR had ever seen in his life.  The trip across the lake to the castle, as was tradition for the first years, was cool.  He remembered.

In all his eleven years of life, he had never been so excited as he was when he first saw the giant squid glide across the surface of the lake as if it was greeting the first year students in it's own way.  JR, knew it was greeting them because for some odd reason, he found that he could understand the moaning sounds the creature made.  That, was also new to him.  He suddenly felt very different, knowing that like his mom, he could understand at least one creature that was not human,  This marked the beginning of his language tour.  He would find that also like his mother, he could talk to any living thing he took the time to listen to.

None of that mattered at this moment now though, his mind raced again and now he saw himself standing over a fellow student, the kid was about his own age...if he remembered correctly, that would have been 15, his fifth year at Hogwarts.  The kid's last name was Malfoy. Lucius D Malfoy the Second, to be exact.  He had blonde hair and steel-gray eyes and as JR looked down at him, he also had blood trickling out of his mouth where JR had punched him.

He also remembered the conversation leading up to that punch.

"Hey Johnson!  You know your mother is the Devil's future wife right?"

"Piss OFF Malfoy, you lying sack of  Dragon dung!"

"Oh, so your parents never told you of the pact that your grandfather made with the Devil then?  I am so sorry to have to be the one to break the news to you.  But, you mother isn't what she seems to be you know.  She's just as bad as her old man..."

That's when he hit him.  JR knew that his grandfather on his mom's side was Voldem0rt but he also knew that his mom would never be what Lucius was suggesting.  This, was the start of his anger towards his mom.  This, was what started his secret dwellings in the dark arts.  It started out so innocent, he was just trying to understand what it was that held his mom for so many years in the middle of good and evil.  He knew there were times she'd slipped to the darker side of her powers but he had to find out why.  What was it that was so overwhelming on the other side of  light wizardry.  Why, had all the teachers been so afraid of opening the books that suggested evil doing?  HE would find out.

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The days passed slowly and JR continued his studies, late into the night, avoiding his friends, seeking dark corridors or deserted class rooms for his studies when, one night, Halloween, the be exact, his birthday, his 16th Birthday, he heard a noise, it didn't come from the room he was in but instead, it echoed in his mind.  Like some one had just spoke to him but he couldn't understand the words.  

JR stood then, closed the book he was reading and walked from the room, looking for the source of the "noise".  He wandered the castle halls and ended up standing at the foot of the stairs leading up to the WEST tower.  A sudden calm came over him and he began to climb those stairs, step by step, each time he advanced closer to the door at the top, he became more and more zombie like, less human.  At the top of the steps he opened the door and turned to the right. A door appeared, he walked to it and he opened it.  The door gave no resistance, it opened and showed him it's golden interior.  JR stepped through and the black door slammed shut behind him.

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Chapter 2





JR's 6th year at Hogwarts, he sits at the Slytherin table playing with his food, he remembers the words his grandfather spoke to him last year in the strange room of gold.

"You mother will be the one to destroy your life boy.  She holds you back, she doesn't let you look at those books she possesses, does she?  Come, study under me and I'll show you all that you need to know about life.  You can learn all the things not taught in this school and, you can be with your grandfather.  Come through the rift, in front of you Max, come through and meet the person your mother tries to hide."

His voice echoed in JR's mind, hypnotic, there was really no resisting so, he had gone through the dark rift in the room and he did meet his grandfather.  Everything he told him, everything he promised, he gave.  Voldem0rt had won JR over, or, at least he controlled him, the way he had always wanted to control Kiara and this, was the beginning of the end for the Johnson boy.  He was now branded a death eater, although, Kiara and Max would not find out.

JR remembered how he had been told of The Shadow and how Kiara almost lost to her, how Kiara tried over and over again to kill Voldem0rt.  Each time Voldem0rt told a new story, JR became more and more hateful of his parents and less and less the boy he should have been.  The evil was planted and it grew strong.  Jr now remembered that summer, just before his return to Hogwarts, his final year.

There was a huge fight and Kiara had stormed off.  JR could see how angry his mother had become and he smiled at her anger.  He couldn't help it.  He noticed the way her eyes flashed from a brilliant green to the red of her fathers, his grandfather, and how the air about her always seemed to spark with electricity when she was angry.  He also knew that he was glad to actually be her son, she was indeed frightening to stand up to.  He had finally told her that he would not be taking a job at the Ministry and that what he did with his life was none of her business, she should mind her own life and stay out of his.  He only had the power to say all those things, he knew now, because his father was gone on a mission for the Ministry and because, Voldem0rts hold on him made him say or do things he often would not have ever done on is own.

He figured that day, she had suspected he was talking with his grandfather.  He felt this because of her final words to him before she stormed off, out of the room.  It wasn't just her words but how she turned her back on him and almost purred when she spoke.  Even in his controlled state, he shivered at the iciness that came out of her.  He believed now that her words htat day were the beginning of his escape from the hold his grandfather had over him and the reason they were here now, the reason he looked down at his mother, dying because of him.

Your father and I love you more than life it's self and unless you are willing to kill me, I will never let you take the course to destruction I am sure you are on now.  He's not your friend, no matter what he tells you, Max.  He's your greatest enemy and he'll kill you just to see you die.  

Your Uncle Sebastian would even tell you, Voldem0rt killed 50 infants before he was born, his own blood, just because they didn't have the power to become what Sebastian is today.

Mark my words Max, I know what you're playing at and I will not stand idely by and watch you destroy yourself.  I'll stop you, I'll stop Voldem0rt.  

JR, stood frozen for a moment, then, as if Voldem0rt could hear the words of Kiara himself, the hold became stronger, just as JR's resolve faded.

"Mom, it's not all about you, it's all about me and how I want to live my own life.  No matter what I choose to do, you will not stop me....Voldem0rt is the right one here, not you."  He had whispered to no one, Kiara was already gone.

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That was the first time he felt the stinging on his arm, he felt the call of his master and he left to join him and his fellow Death Eaters.  

He remembered the meeting that night.  He personally killed an innocent Muggle, just to please his master.  Voldem0rt was no longer his grandfather.  JR was now a servant of evil, and the one that was the key to bringing down Voldem0rts worst and most powerful enemy, his daughter and JR's mother.  That was the night he had been told of his duty.  JR was to kill his mother, utterly destroy her at any cost, be sure that she could not come back again.  Jr knew what that meant, he knew that to destroy his mother in that way, his eternal mother, the one who watches and the one who can't die, was to unmake her.  In doing this however, JR would too, disappear, in fact, so would his brothers and sisters, only his father would remain to tell the stories of Kiara and the rest of the family but, JR figured that even his father would eventually give up and die soon after and, he didn't care.

When JR returned home that evening, his father was sitting at the dinner table, waiting for him.  The look on his face was less than jovial and JR knew another argument was to take place. His mother had called His father home.

"Rotten witch."  JR thought to himself.

"Do you really think she's that bad Jr?  She only wants you to have a good life to live in a world with out the dark rule of your grandfather."

Jr felt calm, he smiled

"Father, I truly am sorry.  I went for a walk and thought it through.  She's right, I do need to rethink my life.  I'll go talk to her."  JR lied.

"She's gone, I don't know where she went but, she's gone.  I'm sure she'll be back soon enough.  Do you want to talk about it?"

"There's nothing to say.  I screwed up.  I'm sorry and when I see her, I'll let her know.  Am I excused?"

Max, his father, sat there looking at JR, his expression was quite unreadable but JR got the feeling his father didn't believe a word of what he said then finally, Max let him go.  Jr went to his room and shut the door.  He didn't sleep that night however.  Instead, he sat up in his bed, searching for his mother.  If he could find her, with out his father being about, he could do what he needed to.

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Oh, oh I love this one! It's awsome. How come Max didn't hit him? lol. Sorry, I had to ask that. Keep going Kiara, it rocks, i really really like this one!!

Max didn't hit him because he is his son. Silly.  I will post more tonight perhaps.  thanks ppl.  :-*

Chapter 3




As the sounds of the footsteps came closer and Kiara looked into her father's fading eyes, she too remembered a few things leading to this day.  The one standing out the most was when Dustin, her youngest son, came to the past to warn her of what was to happen.  Kiara had prepared for this day since.  This, her kneeling next to her father, dying along with him, was better than what she knew the end could have been had not Dustin decided to go against what Albus Dumbledore had told him to do.  Had Dustin never showed up at his home of the past, Kiara would not have known that Max JR.  was going to go against her and Max.  She would not have known that JR planned to unmake her so that she could never come back again.  She owed this moment to a very strong and desperate son.

She also knew that this was the time she needed to make a choice.  She could remain dead forever or she could pull the Sword of Darkness from her chest, die and once again, come back to live the rest of eternity as the watcher of the people.  Osiris, the Lord of the Dead, had given her the choice.  Now, with the light drifting away and the sounds of the world sipping from her ears, she had to decide.

But for now, she remembered.  She remembered her brother, the first time they found each other, how they almost kissed.  A smile spread across her dying features as she remembered.  Could she leave him behind, could she leave Harry alone, with out family again, with only Sebastian, their half brother as his Family?

Yes, she could leave him.  He was stable enough to go on with out her, she knew that.

She remembered the first time she met Max.  He didn't know her form a hole in the ground but still, he stood up for her.  He did showed her so many amazing things that night.  Things that sure, she would have eventually seen later in the school year but, he some how knew, just what she needed.

Another smile spread across her features as she recalled the look on his face when she handed him that Silver Phoenix.  

How would he handle loosing her.  She knew he'd be lost.  However, she also knew he'd be strong enough.

She recalled their conversation about it.

"It's all about what Evan told you, isn't it?"  Max had said.

The look on his face was enough to make her cry.  She wanted more than anything in the world to keep that look off his face. Even now that she had come to this point she knew, he'd be ok if she left him.  They'd meet again but still.  She was being selfish.  So what if more than anything else in the entire universe, she, Kiara wanted to soar amongst the starts, unburdened by the problems of the world.  So what if that is what she dreamt about all her life.  Max, Max was her life.  She knew that now and she didn't want to sore amongst those stars with out him.

Kiara looked down at the hilt of the swords, the only part visible to her from the front.  She grasped the hilt with both hands, deciding finally, she couldn't leave Max however, her strength was gone now, bled out of her by her wounds.  Kiara could not save herself this time.  She was going to be gone forever, there was nothing she could do.

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Max, unable to transform in the depths of the dark fortress, ran as fast as he could toward the dungeon.  He had followed Kiara here and was forced to fight his way down the fortress against many different creatures and hordes of Death Eaters.  His mind raced, he knew Voldem0rt had fallen but what about Kiara?  Had she decided to leave him, leave behind her the life they made together?  Even if she had, he understood, he knew it was her dream and he felt that his selfishness of wanting to keep her with him was just that, selfish.

Still, he also knew that Evan would be able to be with her if she did decide to let herself die and that stung, like a icy blade sticking in his heart.  He'd have to try and stop her.  He'd have to ..

"It's what Evan told you about, isn't it?"  He had said.

Kiara never answered his question, she never said anything about Evan, she had told him she'd changed her mind however, Max believed that she was just saying that to try and make him stop dwelling on it.  He never did.  How could he in all honesty, knowing that Kiara had a chance at death after all these years, a chance to leave the mortal world and be with her mom and with Evan.  A chance she would never get again.  That's what she said.

"This is the one and only chance I have to die.  If I don't take it, I will forever walk the earth.  Never able to live a silent life but charged to always watch, always keep things running in the direction the gods want.  I don't know if I want that."  Kiara had told them on their walk that night.

"However, I don't believe that I want to leave your side either, Max.  I love you."  She had finished.

Max rounded the corner and busted through the door.  His feet stopped at the sight before him.

His son, stood, motionless, facing his fallen mother and grandfather.  Kiara still knelt beside her father, he still had not let go and was staring at her as if he wanted nothing more than to continue fighting but his wrecked and dying body wouldn't let him.  

Max wondered how she killed him.  He wished he could have seen her final blow.  His eyes now wondered to the blade sticking out of her back, he noticed the black blade for what it was and understood now how it was that she would not come back.  The blade would take her from this world and hold her in it's death dimension.  Kiara owed that sword many lives and now, it was taking hers.

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Chapter 4




Harry rushed in the room, just a few paces behind Max.  They had fought their way down the dark fortes together, not the first time they fought back to back in the face of Voldem0rt and his Death Eaters but  as Harry looked what lay before him he knew, it would be the last time.

He tried to run over to Kiara but suddenly found his feet wouldn't move.  Max looked at him and nodded.  Voldem0rt still had breath and wasn't about to let anyone interfere with him and Kiara.  He was trying to be sure that even in death, he'd take out what Harry wanted more than anything, his family.

"Let her go!"  Harry yelled.

Kiara turned her head and saw them standing there, she tried to speak but only blood trickled out of her mouth, no words could escape.  Max saw the look of pain on her face, he knew she didn't want to leave but how could they help her?

"Kiara.."  Max whispered, his voice failing him.

"Mom, I'm so sorry..."  Jr found his voice.  "mom, don't leave us, stay..."

A blood -red tear slid out of Kiara's eye and she turned herself to look at her son.  Her expression going from pain to forgiveness.  

"No!"  Max's  voice thundered and the room shook.

Max saw the expectance on her face.  He saw how she looked at JR, a look that forgave all and said good by.  He couldn't except that.

Just as Kiara began to fall to the floor, Max broke free of the hold Voldem0rt had on the room and he reached her in time to catch her before she hit the floor.  He grasped the hilt of the sword and wrenched it out of her chest.

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A black mass shot out of the sword, hitting Max in the chest and flinging him clear across the large dungeon room.  The last thing Max saw before he fell into unconsciousness was Kiara's body hitting the stone floor.  The lights when out and all was plunged into darkness, the only thing that could be heard was a scream of anger form some unknown source and the fortress lurched and shook, then all went silent.

Max, in sleep, saw what happened in the dungeon as he was fighting his way down.  His mind raced through the formalities and insults from Kiara and Voldem0rt then time seemed to stop.  Things seemed to move in slow motion.

Kiara hurled several attacks of fire and ice at Voldem0rt as he dodged them with the agility of a man several years younger then he.

Then they both stopped as Kiara looked again at her father, there, standing now in front of him, being used as a sort of shield, was JR.  Max could not only hear but feel the icy growl that escaped from his wife's throat at that point.  It was as if Max was the one who was being growled at.  He couldn't move, his body suffering some sort of frozen state.

Kiara looked more dangerous now than Max had ever saw her.  He was certainly glad not to be the recipient of that anger.  She seemed to almost glow with a darkness unknown to anything he'd seen before.  He never knew it existed in her.  Sure, he always knew she was a bit darker than the rest of the ones they knew but this, this darkness about her now seemed almost the total opposite of good.  Kiara was evil, perhaps worse that her father except that, she loved.

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Voldem0rt laughed.  The sound of which was spine chilling in it's self.  However, Kiara made no sign of backing down at all.  The total opposite, she smiled.  Almost as if she was beginning to have fun.

"No."  Max tried to shout at her.  Of course, he was just watching so his voice meant nothing.  However, he knew that sound, her posture, everything about her hinted that she didn't care what happened so long as her target was destroyed, even if it meant killing herself to do it.

He knew what she was doing, she was calling on the devil himself.  He could feel the room heat up as a crack in the floor opened up, the flames of Hell it's self reaching up, looking for something to feed upon.

"I told you once old man.  You can fight me, try to destroy me all you want but, if you ever messed with my children, it would be the end of you."  Kiara's voice came in a low, menacing growl.  Her eyes flickered a deep, blood-red and her cloak flew around her with the movement of the hot air.

The ground beneath their feet began to tremble at Kiara's rage.  Nothing it seemed, would stand in her path to kill her father.  Max could tell just how angry she was, she looked so calm, her words echoed in his mind and seared into the fabric of his thoughts.  Only, when Kiara was in a total fit of anger did she become annoyingly calm and Max now noticed, she even looked almost, relaxed.

Voldem0rt looked just as confident as ever, perhaps a little too confident.

Jr stood, unmoving, his face set in a zombies stare.  

"Try what you will Kiara, you want to kill me, you've always wanted to kill me, what's stopping you?  Oh, are you worried from your son.  I guess it's just another obstacle for you.  You'll have to kill him to get to me....I'm ready to finish this."

Max winced at his words, Voldem0rts mistake, he knew.  NO one, stood between Kiara and her kids.  Not even he himself would dare do that.  Kiara loves him but if he ever tried to hurt one of their children, or simply keep her away form them, she'd have no problem killing him.

Once again, Kiara growled, no fake laughter here, she was all business and the temperature in the room rose even higher until, behind Voldem0rt appeared a tall, darkly dressed male.  His hair was the same color as Kiara's, and his appearance was quite demanding of respect.  He nodded at Kiara then JR disappeared, wrapped in a blanket of flames and Voldem0rt turned a slight pale shade as Kiara stepped forward.

"I will return him at your request, Lady Kiara"  Sebastian disappeared.

What Max thought to be the flames of Hell, were instead, the flames from the Lord of Fire himself, Sebastian, Kiara's half brother.  Max felt a slight relief, knowing that she did not indeed pull the Devil card he knew she could.

"So, now we finish this with out effecting the lives of the innocent, father."

"So we do."  

As Voldem0rt spoke, he reached into is robe, pulling out the sword of Darkness, The Soul Reaper, as it is properly named.

The black blade seemed to shimmer, and the souls, belonging to the sword, could be seen, trying to escape it's grasp.  Max knew this was the end of Kiara if she truly wanted it to be so.  Only three ever came back after being killed by this weapon, and it was Kiara who had brought them back.  Max didn't know if Kiara would even have the choice once taken by this sword.  It is the same one Voldem0rt used to slay Belgarian, when he was asleep in his bed at the Rivan castle.  The very sword that took Kiara's past away from her.

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BUMP! BUMP! BUMP! More! I feeling rather scared by Kiara.

What happened then was amazing to watch.  It happened so fast that Max had to slow it down in his mind to see.  To the naked eye, it happened in the flash of a few seconds.

All the years of fighting, all the years of pain and it was all over in a matter of  seconds.  Not much time to the ordinary human but to wizard and sorceress alike, it was the end of life, their eternity.

With out warning, Voldem0rt lunged forward with the blade, Kiara stepped aside, getting cut on the shoulder, then returned with a bolt of lightning, hitting her father in the same shoulder as her cut one.  The circled one another for a moment then Kiara threw yet another bolt at him, he blocked it with the sword.  

Then, Voldem0rt dove at her one final time, Kiara saw it coming but didn't move, she let the sword sink deep into her chest, grabbing it's blade and helped it go through, bringing her father closer.

As Voldem0rt slid the blade into his daughters chest, Kiara holding the blade and puling him to her, helping him push the blade into her, She laid her other hand on her fathers temple and a dark flash appeared between her hand and his head then he simply fell to the ground, Kiara fell to her knees next to him.

Max watched in horror at the ease in which Kiara excepted her death.  She didn't even flinch when the blade entered her chest.  She looked as if she actually enjoyed it, a smile on her face and a glint of victory in her eyes.  Max watched her fall now, he could see the turmoil on her face, she was making her decision.

"It would seem we both loose."  Voldem0rt said just before coughing up a mouthful of blood, his eyes looking for ever like he was shocked she had killed him so easily.

"...I warned you to stay away from my children.  You didn't listen"

O.k great ki----  
  but how come when we I asked if I  could do this y'all where like well i don't know :-\

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need to know what happens! please please please? Finish it Kiara, I wanna read some more!

Thanks, will post more later.  Got something going n just now.   :-*

Its great Kiara I can't wait

Max opened his eyes with a wince and a gasp of breath.  Harry stood next to him, holding a hand out to help him stand.  Harry didn't look hopeful.  He turned and looked over where Kiara, still laying next to Voldem0rt, still remained unmoving.

Max walked shakily over to her, JR was already knelt next to his mother, his eyes turned up to look at his father and he began backing away.

Max laid his hand on his son's shoulder.

"It's ok, you're forgiven, it wasn't your faul..."  His words trailed off as he looked at Kiara, her form seemed to be fading.

"No..."  Harry's words were soft and defeated.  Kiara was leaving.

"She's, not coming back, is she?"  Harry's voice interrupted the silence.  Max knelt down and held her form in his arms until she altogether vanished.

"I love you Kiara.  Don't be gone long."  Max said and smiled.

He knew that if she disappeared, she'd be back, had her body been left behind to be buried, that would have meant she'd left for good.  Max looked up at his son then to Harry.

"No, she'll be back, we just might have a long wait.  I think she wants to spend what time she's allowed on the other side.  I understand.  She'll be back."

Max pointed to the floor where Kiara had laid, burnt into the stone was a message from, Max thought, Sebastian.

Even in death, she will walk at your side.  Have no fears the watcher will return.

Voldem0rts body was taken form the dark fortress, all his Death Eaters, lost with out their leader, dispersed, disappeared from the sight of the Ministry to be rounded up by Max, Harry, Ginny and all the others now working for the Ministry of Magic.

Two years had passed since the fall of Voldem0rt and his Reich and Kiara had not returned.  Then, one night, after going to bed Max was woken up as he felt the soft lips of a long awaited kiss against his cheek.

"Hello.  Miss me?"

Max smiled.


What will Kiara's life on the other side, with Evan, be like?  Will Max cope with her being gone? What about the new face Max and JR saw in her at the end?  Was it just simply a trick of the light, was Kaira just raged or was it something else?  All those questions will be answered in my next story....In Death We Do Not Part.   ;)  Thanks you all for reading.

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Loved it! Apsolutly loved it!  :-* Can't wait for the next one!

Kiara...that was... :othat was BLOODY BRILLIANT!!!!!!!!! :o

^^What she said.  Good Job Kaira, I loved ti and you put me in, if only for a camio, I was there.  Thanks sexy.  

LOL Bastian, and thanks to all of you.  I've got the new one posted now, or atleast I have ti started.  ;)

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Once again Kiara, you have made my time reading a pleasure.  I can't wait to read the next part in your R/p series.

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