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Elder Scrolls DC - A Reluctant Dragonborn - Chapter 12: Bleak Falls Barrow - Interior (part 3)

Elder Scrolls DC - A Reluctant Dragonborn - Chapter 12: Bleak Falls Barrow - Interior (part 3) by C_R_Scott Chapters: 12/? Fandom: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, Red Robin (Comics), DCU (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Tim Drake, Lucien Flavius Additional Tags: Crossover, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Skyrim/DCU crossover, Reluctant Dovahkiin | Dragonborn, Not Beta Read, Alternate Universe - Skyrim Fusion, Modded Skyrim, Skyrim Spoilers, Tim Drake is Dragonborn | Dovahkiin, Batfamily-centric (DCU), Tim Drake-centric

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Summary:

Tim and Lucien reach the draugr crypts.

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"It smells of death down here."

Tim couldn't disagree with Lucien as they slowly made their way into what was clearly the crypt portion of the Barrow. The scholar had said earlier that these places were often where the ancient Nords of the Dragon Cult buried their dead. There was a strong miasma of decay and rot in the air, overlaid with an aroma of some kind of pungent piney incense that made his head hurt. He wondered if there was something mixed in with whatever was burning in cauldrons that illuminated the crypt. Tim didn't think he smelled anything like it in the halls before reaching this place.

Then Tim caught sight of the nearest body on one of the stone slabs of the crypt and froze as he took in their sight.

"Lucien?" Tim asked. "How old are these bodies supposed to be?"

"Well, considering they've likely been entombed since at least the First Era, probably two to three thousand years old. Why?"

Tim looked at one that was wrapped tightly in linen cloth, with only their head exposed. Their skin was grey, leathery, and seemed to be stretched tightly around the mostly desiccated muscles and bones of the corpse. "It's just... Clearly there's some sort of mummification process that was used to preserve the bodies. But..." He looked to the next couple of nearby slabs. One upper slab held nothing but a skeleton. Any flesh that had been on the body had long since decayed away to dust. On the other lower slab, though, was a completely exposed and perfectly preserved mummified corpse. Any clothing had deteriorated away to nothing, but the rest of the body was left behind. A little further down, Tim noted that some corpses appeared to have been preserved with both their bodies and ancient armor intact. "...There's so much inconsistency with their states of preservation and decay. And shouldn't exposure to the air have caused the rates of decay to increase in all exposed bodies, not just random ones?"

For a moment, there was no response from the normally chatty scholar. Tim lifted his gaze from the corpse he'd been studying to find that Lucien was studying him again. The younger dark haired man suddenly felt very self-conscious. "Wh-what?"

"You're.... familiar with mummification processes and their intended results?"

Tim felt his ears begin to burn and his face felt warmer. He turned away from Lucien's curious gaze. "I... uh... That is, my parents were archaeologists," he admitted hesitantly.

That piqued Lucien's interest immediately. "Really? With which university or museum were they tenured?"

Tim shook his head. "Not important. Let's keep moving."

Lucien frowned and stood his ground. "No. I'd like to know. Where do your parents work. Perhaps my family knows them? The Flavius's are quite well-known to the archaeological circles throughout Cyrodiil. "

Silently Tim cursed his luck as he tried to move further into the crypt. "No. They wouldn't."

"Why not?"

"Because they're dead!"

Tim hadn't meant to shout, and he winced as his words seemed to be amplified in the cavernous stone room.

Lucien stared at him with wide-eyed surprise before casting his gaze off to the side guiltily. "I- I'm sorry."

Tim took a deep breath and closed his eyes to steady his nerves. He raked his fingers through his hair. "They died a long time ago," he said in a more quiet tone. Then he slowly opened his eyes. "Now can we drop this please and keep moving forwa--" There was a movement behind Lucien that immediately drew his gaze, and Tim felt his heart leap to his throat. Immediately he drew up his bow with a nocked arrow and shouted, "Lucien! Get down!"

"What?!" Instead of getting out of the way like Tim had ordered, Lucien reflexively jerked his head around to see what had alarmed his bodyguard so much and froze in fear. While the pair had been bickering, one of the preserved corpses clad in armor had moved themselves off of their stone slab and had risen up behind the scholar, a large ancient broadsword in hand. From the sockets of where the corpse's eyes had been were two glowing blue lights.

"Damnit Lucien! Move!" Tim cursed as he changed his tactic immediately upon seeing Lucien freeze. He rushed forward and put himself between the man and the corpse, shouldering Lucien out of the way while using the wooden length of his bow to try and block the blow from the sword.

Fortunately, while the sword bit into the bow, the wood held firm and did not break. Tim noticed how the sword was now stuck in his bow, so he used this to his advantage. He twisted his bow hard to the right and managed to twist the sword right out of the hand of the undead monster. As the creature was disoriented, Tim swept its legs out from under it with a low spinning kick that sent it crashing to the floor. Then he pulled out one of his steel daggers and plunged it into the zombie's skull. Tim watched as the blue glow from the corpse's eyes faded back into darkness.

Before Tim could even consider his victory over the creature, he heard Lucien give out a cry of warning. The young man shifted his gaze just in time to see another zombie swinging a spiked mace at him. The weapon caught him on his left side and flung him across the room. Tim screamed in pain as he clutched his injured left upper arm, blood pouring profusely through his fingers. Pain also raked across his back from where it had collided with a stone pillar.

Tim could hear the zombie shuffling towards him with a growl, but he could barely move. He struggled to push himself up with his good arm, but his hand kept slipping in his own blood and his torso just didn't want to bear his weight. His vision was also blurring in and out.

"Lucien, run!" he cried out as he tried to drag himself in a direction that would give Lucien a clear opportunity to escape the way they'd come in. He turned his head to face the zombie, so he make sure the creature had its undead eyes on him only.

Suddenly, flames flew across Tim's vision. His blue eyes widened in terror as he felt the heat of the fire warming his face and the zombie seemed to ignite right in front of him. The way the flames climbed across the body of the zombie... The smell of burning flesh...

In that moment, Tim was transported back to Helgen. Screams of townspeople and soldiers running in terror... A black dragon scorching everything in sight... The feeling of greedy flames scorching his own flesh...

As the zombie's body fell, lifeless and burning, Tim barely registered the sight of Lucien stepping into view, tendrils of residual flames dancing around his fingers and dissipating into the air.

"Timothy! Are you alright?!" Lucien was right in front of him and calling out to him, but to Tim it was as the scholar's voice was very far away. "Timothy!"

Tim's vision blurred again, and this time all sight faded as he felt himself fall into a blissful quiet darkness.

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Pain was the first thing Tim felt as he came back to consciousness. He felt he was lying on his back, head supported by something soft, but everything from his waist up seemed to be throbbing with pain. Tim groaned softly as he tried to open his eyes, but couldn't.

"Oh thank the Eight," Lucien said from somewhere nearby at his side. Tim felt himself being gently propped up. He felt a small glass tube being pressed to his lips. "Drink this, slowly." Lucien instructed.

Tim tried to do his best to comply, though he felt some of the liquid escape the corner of his lips, most of it did make its way down his throat. He coughed a little and the tube was pulled back. "Easy, easy... It's ok... We're safe. There aren't any more draugr here. Just rest and let the potion do its work."

He felt himself being laid back down again. Tim let his head turn to the side where he heard Lucien's voice, and he felt fur beneath his cheek. Silently, he guessed his own fur cloak had been turned into a makeshift pillow. Slowly, Tim attempted to open his eyes. It took a bit, but his blurry vision cleared and he could see Lucien sitting next to him, a deeply worried look on his face as the scholar was watching something on his upper left arm.

It was only then that Tim realized that his upper body was bare. His leather jerkin, his gloves, and the undershirt he wore beneath them had all been removed and set into a pile beside him. Slowly, Tim realized that Lucien was studying the way the new wound from the spiked mace's blow on his left arm was healing. Based on the way the scholar was frowning, Tim guessed it wasn't healing well.

"Mara's mercy," Lucien murmured with a sad shake of his head. "These burns are terrible. The potion is trying to heal the new mace wound, but it's so sluggish. The already damaged flesh just doesn't want to mend." Lucien's gaze traveled up to Tim's face, his expression full of concern. "You shouldn't even be here. You should be in a healing temple. Fighting with these kinds of injuries... you could cripple yourself or worse."

Tim felt awful at the look Lucien was giving him. He closed his eyes and turned away slightly. "I know. I'm sorry."

"I just want to understand why," Lucien said gently. "Why would you take a risk on such a mission to a place like this? Why did you agree to be my bodyguard knowing you were hurt?

"I... I have nothing left," Tim choked out. "I lost everything I had at... at...."

Comprehension dawned on Lucien. "You were at Helgen," he whispered. "These burns were from that dragon, weren't they?"

Tim nodded.

Lucien sighed. After a long moment, he spoke up again. "There's more to your story than just surviving Helgen, isn't there?"

"There is..." Tim revealed reluctantly. He opened his eyes but didn't look at Lucien. "But you won't believe me."

Lucien's curiosity rose up again. "You're so sure about that?"

"Mostly. For people here, I think my story might be impossible to believe."

"Hmm... I don't know... I tend to believe in some rather impossible sounding things."

Tim's lip quirked a little. "Like what?"

"Like... I believe an entire race of people disappeared without a trace one day, leaving behind underground cities and settlements full of metal automatons that still run to this day thousands of years later."

Tim stiffened and blinked in surprise as Lucien continued.

"I also believe that there exists powerful mystical scrolls that are simultaneously archives of both past and future events, but that reading such scrolls can cost a person both their sight and possibly their sanity."

Slowly, Tim turned his head back towards Lucien as the scholar continued.

"And, I also believe that at some point between the end of the Second Era and the beginning of the Third that there was a period where time itself 'broke' into multiple paths and all contained different parallel realities where similar events had different conclusions... or didn't happen at all... before converging back upon itself to form the current timeline we are existing in now."

Tim finally looked at Lucien with a confused, intrigued, uncertain look upon his face.

Lucien smiled at him reassuringly. "If you'd like me to go on, as a scholar of Tamrielic history I can tell you this world is honestly no stranger to impossible sounding things. While I do admit most of the general population can be rather closed minded to anything that might disturb their day-to-day world-views, as a scholar I can promise you that I will listen to your tale with an open mind. That way, if there is something that is greatly troubling you, as I have been suspecting since we started this journey together, I'll do my best to help find you a solution you can live with."

Tim felt his eyes whell up with unshed tears, but rubbed them away with the heel of his good hand. "I think... I might take you up on that offer," he finally relented, his voice a touch thick with emotion. "But not until we get out of this place. If I start down my rabbit hole now, we're liable to have another draugr ambush us."

"Fair enough... But really Timothy, how can we continue forward? You're hurt very badly. Perhaps we should just go back the way we came?"

Tim gingerly began to sit up, using his right arm for support. Lucien helped steady him as he shook his head. "No. I can't leave here without that Dragonstone Jarl Balgruuf's wizard send me to fetch. It could be a key to figuring out why that dragon attacked Helgen and maybe how to stop it."

"I see."

Tim motioned for his bag. When Lucien pulled it within reach, he reached inside and fished out the jar of ointment and some linen wraps. "If you can help me with this, it numbs the pain from the burn and keeps it from getting worse. If I can just avoid direct hand-to-hand combat as much as I can through the rest of this place, I think I'll be ok."

"I'll help with my magic as much as I can as well," Lucien added.

While Lucien helped him with the ointment application, Tim grabbed another healing potion and drained the vial. While the healing of the mace wound was slow, it was better than nothing. They both also took some time to eat and drink. Once they'd finished their meal and Tim had his armor back in place over the thick layer of ointment Lucien had applied, Tim felt worlds better.

"Alright," Tim said has he grasped his bow and stood before Lucien. "Let's track down that elf and find that 'Hall of Stories' he was talking about."

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Warning: This is being pantsed more than plotted, and this is not beta read. We'll see where this journey takes us. Mostly I'm just doing this for my own amusement.

Note1: If you have any questions about the playthrough and Tim's feelings/experiences that aren't described in the chapters, please ask me in the comments. I'll do my best to answer your questions as best I can.

Note2: If it's a little unclear, the three impossible-sounding things Lucien believes in are (1) the mass disappearance of the Dwemer/Dwarven race, (2) the existence of Elder Scrolls, and (3) the event known as a Dragon Break, which are all canon things in Elder Scrolls lore.

Also, Tim's burns and how they're negatively affecting his healing. The concept I'm imagining is that while he was at Helgen, he was very badly burned during Alduin's attack. However, at no point did he get enough potions to heal that massive a burn completely. Like, imagine if his HP in game was dragged down to a sliver, but he was only able to consume enough potions to bring him back up to 10% HP.

So the burns never completely healed, and Tim has very little knowledge of the options available to him to treat them in this world.

I have a headcanon about this verse that people get scars when they get injured, but the healing they receive (potions or spells) is not enough to heal it completely. It either ends up leaving a scar through healing naturally over time, or being completely healed far later (days or weeks) after the initial injury took place.

So while Tim's burns are only partially healed, they're in a really sensitive state. If he gets new injuries on those burned areas, they won't heal right with either potions or magic, which are a huge risk to his overall health. When they are eventually healed completely, he will be left with massive scars for the rest of his life.

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Star Crossed Rivalry: Part 7

Pairings: Opie x Reader (SOA/TWD MC AU Crossover ) Negan daughter!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, little bit of Angst

Word Count: 6,441

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6

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“Listen up, fuckers!” Negan called out as he got out of the van that had been used to transport the guys and girls to the ceremony so you wouldn’t call attention to it with a bunch of bikes (or ruin your outfits). “I’m fucking proud as fuck… to introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Opie Winston!” The street erupted in an explosion of cheers and whistles as you and your husband walked around the front of the van with Hunter in his carseat in Opie’s hand. The cheers didn’t stop as he spun you around in your dress for the Saviors to see, giving you a fast look at the unbelievable party Frankie had managed to throw together in only a week.

“Jesus, look at this.” You said as you started with the green, blue, and pink streamer and balloon covered light poles to represent everyone in your family, and the same decorations on all the houses in the cul de sac.

There were at least a dozen tables covered with food and desserts under net food covers, and glass domes to keep any bugs that were still around in the early November weather away, and every inch of space between those tables had coolers, and ice buckets full of drinks of every kind. You recognized most of the silverware, cups, and plates as the ones from the diner, which made you nod your head at Frankie’s resourcefulness. On top of that, there were games for every age spread out on the front yards of peoples houses, as well as chairs, more tables that you knew came from the Sanctuary’s holiday stock pile, and the few fire pits the clubhouse had outside as well.

“I did my best.” Frankie said as she was walking past toward your dad’s house to find something to put dirty dishes in so they could get washed the next day at the diner by the prospects and the harlots. You reached out and grabbed her arm to address her for the first time as your dad’s old lady and not the harlot she was.

“Thank you.” You said earnestly as you let go of her arm. “I… we honestly, deeply appreciate what you’ve pulled together.” She smiled at you as if she had just won the lottery and nodded.

“I’d hug you, but I’m all sweaty.” She giggled as she wiped her forehead as if to make a point. “But I put that white bride sweatsuit you showed Maggie that you liked in case you get cold or wanna get out of that dress on your bed. I hope it’s the right one.”

“Thanks Frankie.” You repeated before your attention was called away to your guests. As you said hello to Carol and Ezekiel, you heard your dad’s deep chuckle behind you.

“Told you she’d warm up to you after a while.” You smirked to yourself, and shook your head as you realized that you were going to have to accept that after 13 years, your dad was moving on.

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You figured that there was eventually going to be an issue between the Sons and the Saviors, but you honestly didn’t expect it to be because of what it was. You assumed that it would just be a slight pissing match between Chibs or Jax and either Simon or one of the many prospects in attendance… not because the VP overheard Romeo updating Negan about Clay’s demise directly in front of you.

“How are you still awake, Hunter?” You said as you rocked on the rocking chair you had had a prospect carry up to the street for you while you tried to get your son to fall asleep after his last feeding.

“Probably because of all the noise.” Aaron, one of the patches from the Hilltop said as he rocked beside you. You shook your head as you moved Hunter in your arms so you could lay him on your chest for a while.

“He never really seems to be affected by the noises around him.” You said as you rubbed your son’s back in a small, slow circle. “He slept through the Halloween party and the raid, no problem, and he sleeps right through movie night despite the fact that our surround sound is pretty loud.” You shook your head and looked over at Aaron with a smile. “He’s just stubborn like his mommy.”

“What?“ Jax said loudly directly in front of you as he turned away from his path toward you to see Hunter, and spun Negan around to face him. “The fuck did I just hear?” Your dad looked relatively unfazed as he shook his head.

“You need to hear me out…”

“The fuck I’m gunna hear you out!” Jax shouted as he yanked a gun from the back of his jeans. You moved before you though as at least twenty guns were drawn on both sides.

“No, stop!” You cried as you held Hunter to your chest and moved between Negan and Jax. “Stop!” You realized a moment to late exactly what you had just done when you were looking down the barrel of a glock, and you closed your eyes in sheer terror for yourself and your child.

“Put the fucking guns down!” Opie roared as he ran up your driveway with the blanket he had offered to grab for you for Hunter. There was a murmur of the repeated sentiment as Opie threw himself between you and Jax and pulled you forward against his back carefully, to not hurt his son. He sighed to catch his breath and shook his head at his best friend. “Can you just fucking listen? Two minutes before you react.”

“For you.” He growled with a death glare at Negan and Romeo. “Two minutes before I put a fucking bullet through his head.” You and Opie let out a sigh of relief as Jax turned toward your drive way and stormed off with Chibs right behind him. Your husband rounded on you with fear and rage in his eyes as he grabbed your upper arms.

“Are you outta your fucking mind?” He shouted. “What the fuck were you thinking?”

“I wasn’t.” You said you said as you burst into tears and started to shake. He pulled you into his chest and held you and Hunter tight as his son started to cry from the shouting and tense feelings around him.

“OK, alright.” Opie breathed as he took a step back and kissed your forehead. “Don’t fucking do that shit again, you hear me? You run from the fucking guns. Not act like a fucking dumbass and run toward them.” You nodded your head and sniffled as he carefully took his son from you with a small smirk. “You’ve lost Hunter holding privileges for twenty minutes.” You let out a choked laugh and nodded your head as you pulled the blanket from his shoulder and helped wrap it around your son.

“Alright, shows over, people!” Frankie called out as she stepped around one of the food tables where she was making leftover dishes for you to store in your fridge so you wouldn’t need to cook. “We still got s’mores over here! And the champagne will go flat if it’s not finished!” You gave her a weak smile of thanks before Opie turned you around to go back to your house to oversee the conversation between the Sons and the Saviors in your living room.

“…didn’t have another fucking option.” Negan said to the three Sons as he set your laptop down on the coffee table in your living room and pulled up the video. “He had us fucking raided when we had fucking kids there.”

“They had the right to retaliate.” Opie said as he sat down on the chair and moved Hunter to his bent arm. “But they did it strategically.”

“Clay was the only one taken out.” Romeo said as he leaned against your fireplace.

“From what Ope said, he would be the only one to blame here.” You tried as the camera switched views from the raid to Clay pulling up to the Sanctuary’s driveway.

“Since he broke the fucking peace treaty we established, we felt he was to much of a fucking threat. My guy has already been handled.” He said as he gestured to Dwight on the screen, who you just realized you hadn't seen in a week.

“And I made sure to pull the three of you out first.” Opie said as he sat forward. “We had this all planned. Set you up to take the gavel…”

“Make the cartel take the hit of the murder.” Romeo chimed in.

“So we can all settle back into the damn treaty like you and I originally wanted.” Negan finished as Jax finally looked away from the screen.

“We didn’t want to cause problems with the Sons.” You said with a shake of your head as you sat down on the arm of the chair beside your husband. “But there was no other way. We couldn’t risk telling you over the phone and you being overheard…”

“Or any of you giving us away early out of spite.” Opie said as he looked pointedly at his dad. Piney rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically before looking away.

“We have to keep the fucking Sons together.” Negan said as he leaned forward in his chair. “Both our fucking clubs depended on it. Because if we didn’t fucking go about it this way, we would have had to drop ATF right back on your fucking doorstep. And it would have turned into a fucking bloodbath.”

“So wha’ do we need ta do, now?” Chibs asked. You looked down at Ope, and over at Negan for an answer before Romeo took the lead.

“Now, you finish celebrating your friend’s marriage.” He said as he pointed at you and Opie. “Then, you’ll go home, and go back to what you all were doing since you don’t know fucking shit about this. The cartel only supplied the means for the hit. It was a favor to an associate. We have no qualms with the Sons, and we’d appreciate it if you could try to turn any retaliation away from us.”

“Same here.” Negan added with a slow nod. “I trust my new son-in-law. Wouldn’t let him marry my fucking daughter if I didn’t. I know he wouldn’t point a fucking finger at your former president if he wasn’t fucking positive it was just your fucking president.”

“Honestly, I didn’t know.” Jax said as he glanced over at Chibs, who also shook his head. “Tig probably did.”

“Ye think anyone else had their dicks in the dyke? I don’ think he’d’a gone ta Juicy, nor Bobby. ‘app’ would be more obvious ‘bout ‘is retribution ‘ad ‘e called ‘im in. Oth’a cha’ta’s knowing woulda come down the pipeline. ‘ad ta be just Clay an’ maybe Tig.” Chibs said quickly as he looked at his new president.

“Wait, what did he just say?” You asked in a loud whisper as you leaned down toward Ope with a confused look at the thick accent.

“You get used to it.” Piney said with a chuckle as he went over to raid your fridge for a beer.

“He basically agreed with Ope.” Jax translated with a nod as he looked back over at your dad. “No more. This shit ends here.”

“Consider the fucking treaty still intact.” He said with a nod as he stuck his hand out to the other president.

“Well alright then.” You said as they shook hands. “I’ve been dying for a s’more so since y’all are all caught up and have settled the pissing match, I vote you join me. Because I’m not breast feeding tonight and I also want another glass of champagne. So let’s go. Up, up, and out of my house. I’m the bride and I make the fucking rules here.”

“Yea, and you step in front of a mother fucking gun again, and you’ll be a dead mother fucking bride.” Negan said as he got up from his chair.

“She already got in trouble for it.” Opie said with a nod as he moved his yawning son to his chest. “She lost her Hunter holding privileges.”

“Which leaves me with two hands for champagne now.” You joked as you held open your front door for the men to leave. “So I still win.”

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“I think they’re trying to tell us something.” You said with a small giggle as you opened up yet another set of bathing suits with the word ‘bride’ on the back of your bikini and the word ‘groom’ down the leg for the one for Opie before bed because the temptation was just too much to resist.

“Hawaii, maybe?” Opie suggested as he took the card from you to make a list for thank you cards.

“Some sort of beach.” You said as you pulled the last giant box toward you, and started ripping off the paper. “Maybe a water park or… what the fuck is this?” He looked up at you and his brow furrowed as your read the box label. “I already own suitcases…” Frankie, who had been trying to fit all your leftovers in your fridge, and freezer, glanced over her shoulder at you.

“That’s part of the gift from me and your dad.” She said as she fit the last container of a couple slices of your wedding cake in the fridge, and shut the door. “Don’t open it yet. It was supposed to go last.”

“It is last.” You said with a nod as you pointed to the pile of essentially just beach gear beside you.

“OK, let me go grab Negan. Give me a minute.” You nodded your head as the red head grabbed the full trash bag from the floor and quickly walked out the door.

“Do I have to like them together?” You asked as you turned to Opie.

“You kinda do.” He said as he started collecting the wrapping paper. “You have to accept them together because they accepted us together. Croweater or not, she’s now your dad’s old lady. So you have to accept them…”

“You didn’t say like.” You pointed out as you got up to grab the trash can for him.

“Quit.” He chuckled as your dad and Frankie walked back in.

“So what are the guesses?” Your dad asked as he held out a stack of three boxes roughly the size of your palm each, tied together with a ribbon.

“Hawaii.” Opie guessed as you took the stack of gifts. “Some kind of water park.”

“Maybe the beach somewhere.” You suggested.

“Close.” Your dad said as he sat down on the couch beside you. “Start from the smallest and work your way down.” You nodded your head as you pulled off the ribbon and set it on the table to add it to your holiday ribbon stash. The bottom two boxes got placed in your lap before you ripped off the wrapping paper and dropped it in the trash can.

“Really?” You asked as you pulled out a small stack of what looked like only hundred dollar bills. “I have money…”

“Next!” Negan interrupted as he leaned back in the chair with a smug smile. You rolled your eyes and passed Opie the money so he could add it to the growing pile of gifts. The paper came off even faster than the first as Negan and Frankie shared an unseen to you smile.

“OK, now you’re just being a fucking smart ass.” You said as you pulled out a sandwich size bag of quarters.

“Shut the fuck up and keep going.” Negan said as he gestured you on.

“I swear to God if the next box is a bag of mother fucking dimes, I’m whipping them at you.” You mumbled as you set the bag of quarters on the table so it wouldn’t break open. The final box was opened with a slight sigh and you froze as you looked at the contents. “Fuck off.” You said as you looked up at your dad. “You’re kidding.”

“What?” Opie asked as he got up off the floor to look as well.

“You’re sending us on a cruise?!” You exclaimed as you picked up the tickets.

“Not just any cruise.” Negan said with a smile, knowing he had just won the wedding gift lottery. “A fucking Disney cruise since you’re a closet Disney freak and all.”

“Not so closet in this house.” Opie said as he picked up the passports from the box as well.

“Since you’ve never been to Disney ‘cause I was a fucking shitty parent, I figured honeymoon cruise on a Disney ship was the best gift I could give you.”

“It’s in April?” You asked as you looked at the tickets.

“Hunter will be six months old.” Frankie said with a smile. “So he can go, too.”

“And just to pre-warn you so it’s not a fucking shock. Frankie and I are going too. Different fucking room, different fucking deck, different fucking everything. But that way, we can baby sit for you one or two of the nights so you can be newlyweds and shit.”

“Open the box.” Frankie said with a smile as she jumped a bit in her spot on the chair.

“Now this shit makes sense.” Opie said as he looked at the dozen or so bathing suits for both of you, the pirates costumes, the matching, nicer than the ones you have, beach towels, and the gifts cards for Babies-R-Us, Baby Gap, and Gymboree. He picked up the three gift cards and held them up as you pulled an extra large, wheeled duffle bag from the box with your dad’s help. “For clothes Hunter can’t fit into yet?”

“Toys, bottles, swim diapers… whatever you need. The whole club pitched in for that stuff.” Frankie said with a nod as you set the duffle on the floor and unzipped it. “They also put in money for the trip. Figured since you guys have already moved in together and have all the kitchen shit you need that helping get you guys ready for your honeymoon was a better gift.”

“Ope, look at this.” You said as you pulled out gift set after gift set from the top of the bag. “Medicine kit, bath set, hooded Disney towels…” You said with a shake of your head as you looked up at your dad. “You did all this?”

“Not my idea.” He said with a shake of his head. “That’s all Frankie.” You looked over at her and shook your head slowly.

“Why are you so nice to me after I’ve been such a bitch to you?” She shrugged her shoulders as she moved her long hair over her shoulder.

“Because I’ve been around long enough to know that you’re not the bitch you pretend to be. I also know that you are fiercely protective of your father. It didn’t matter that I used to be a harlot, it could have been anyone trying to date him, you wouldn’t have liked them. And I also knew that… well, essentially buying your love would be the best way to show you that I am serious about being in your dad’s life.”

“Fuck, I’m a shitty person.” You sighed.

“No you’re not.” She said with a chuckle. “You’re just protective. That’s all. It’s all water under the bridge.” You nodded your head as Opie pulled out what looked like a black tent bag. “Oh! That’s a travel pack n play. I left the receipt in there in case you don’t like the design. It’s got some frilly bullshit on the bottom but it’s a cute teal color. There’s a matching sheet set in there somewhere, too.” She said as she got up to kneel on the floor beside you and the bag.

“This is too much.” You said with a shake of your head. “Thank you. Thank you both. From both of us.” Frankie looked up at you with a smile as Negan reached over to squeeze your knee while Opie thanked them both as well.

“It’s not to damn much.” He said with a smile. “It’s what you deserve.” You nodded your head as Opie set up the pack and play behind you.

“Not to bad.” He said as he tilted the travel crib away from him to look at the ruffle around the bottom.

“It’s a lot fucking better than some of the ones there.” Negan said with a nod as he got up to grab a beer from your fridge, knowing that you were going to want to open every single gift set to look at them all.

“What is this?” You asked as you moved down to the floor as well and pulled on a small but heavy lunchbox looking thing.

“That’s cool.” Frankie said as she moved from kneeling to sitting on the ground beside you. “It’s a solar powered freezer I found at the Walmart that can get plugged in as well so you can freeze or keep cold bags of breast milk, and water, and baby food or whatever. I read the fridges on the ships are kinda shitty.”

“Well, fuck me.” You laughed as you opened the lid to look at it while Opie pulled out packages of baby food spoons, pacifiers, and teething rings and toys. “Remind me to go shopping with you more often. I didn’t even know this shit existed!”

“You’re more than welcome to join.” She said with a giant smile as she glanced back at Negan. “I love shopping.”

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“Who’s ready to go cruising?” You asked your son as you unbuckled his carseat from your truck in the Disney Cruise ship parking lot. “Are you ready?” You cooed, receiving a smile, and some babbling and limb waiving in return.

“Babe.” Opie said beside you as he locked the brakes of your stroller beside you. You nodded at him and turned to latch the carseat into place as Negan started piling your “half a fucking million” bags on the ground.

“How the fuck did you pack so much shit?” He asked as he tossed his medium size duffle and Opie’s similar sized duffle on the ground. You looked up at him with your eyebrow raised as you pulled your diaper bag out of the back seat floorboard, and stuck it in the bottom of the stroller.

“You’re gunna ask that of two women and a baby? Really?” You teased as you held your hand out for the handle of your suitcase.

“Passports and tickets.” Frankie said as she came around the back of the truck, and held out your paperwork for you to take instead.

“Did you remember to grab the…”

“Signature papers, and the family release forms for Hunter.” Frankie finished for you as she handed you the copies of the paperwork from her folder just in case the electronic ones didn't work.

“Let’s go, ladies.” Negan said as Opie came around to grab your suitcase, and the duffle of everything you needed for Hunter.

“Look out, hun.” Opie said with a slight yawn as he moved the diaper bag to your shoulder to put the heavy cooler in the bottom basket.

“Happy honeymoon.” You said to him with a smile as he stood up and locked your pick up.

“Happy honeymoon.” He chuckled as he bent down to give you a chaste kiss. “Happy first vacation, little man. You gunna get on the boat? Yea? We’re going on the boat, buddy!”

“Keep talking about it in the parking lot, and the fucker’s just gunna leave you here.” Negan said as he waited for you at the checked bag cart.

“Language.” Frankie hissed at him when he got a glare from the cast member stacking up suitcases.

“Please excuse my father.” You said as you stopped beside the cart with a small, apologetic smile. “We don’t let him leave the basement often.” The man looked nearly horrified as he took the last bag from Opie, who shook his head.

“Ignore both of them.” He sighed. “I’m sorry. We’re a sane family, I promise.”

“No, we’re not.” You and Frankie said simultaneously as you headed toward the crosswalk to go get yourselves checked in and on board. Your son was enthralled with every single color and noise around him; absolutely loving all the little peeks into the stroller, and the baby talk he was getting from everyone in the boarding area. He surprisingly didn't mind the picture with Mickey but he was not a fan of the metal grated ramp leading up to the boat.

“It’s too bumpy for him.” You responded over Hunter’s screams to Opie’s questioning look as you stopped the stroller to pick him up. “Say, tell Daddy you don’t like it.”

“You’re gunna effin’ spoil that baby.” Negan said over shoulder as he kept walking, only a little slower so you could catch up.

“Not your child.” You said as you put your son on your hip, and smiled at him. “See, all better. Yea, all better.”

“You think he’s going to have a problem with sea sickness?” Opie asked as he took the diaper bag off your shoulder and put it in the car seat.

“Well, I brought that sea sickness stuff for him.” You reminded him with a small shrug. “But let’s just pray for the best?” He nodded his head as you paused behind another family at the ship’s main doors. Your dad and Frankie went first, grabbing your phone for you so they could get a photo for you starting your honeymoon. You laughed a bit when Hunter startled at the announcer welcoming ‘the Winston family’ over the ship’s PA, and smiled at him when he laughed at the cast members clapping.

His adorable laugh continued as your group took the elevators up to the pool deck, thanks to your husband playing peek-a-boo with the two room keys hanging around his neck. You could see your father trying so hard to keep his hard, biker personality up but he couldn’t help but huff a laugh when your six foot four, big bad biker husband started making the most ridiculous noise just to keep his little boy laughing.

“Oh look! Perfect!” Frankie said as she pointed to a pair of deck chair half in the shade a little ways down the deck on the opposite side. “They’ll be more and more shaded by that thing as the day goes on.”

“You’re right. Go, go!” You said as you gave her a little push and walked quickly after her to snag the shaded chairs you had purposely picked an early boarding time to get. You were actually surprised you were able to grab such good lounge chairs, right at the end of the row, and close to the ‘Nemo’s Reef’ splash zone Hunter would be able to go in.

“Sunscreen for him before anything else.” Opie said as you sat down on the end seat with Hunter in your lap.

“Diaper bag.” When the bag was handed to you, you sat your son on the chair between your legs, and pulled off your sundress so you could start your summer tan in one of your many ‘bride’ bikini’s. The giant bottle of baby sunscreen came next as Opie pulled off the Disney shirt Hunter had on, and traded that one for a rash guard and a swim diaper.

“Give me one of your room cards.” Negan said as Ope started to slather on sunscreen, while you set up the changing pad. “I’ll put this shit up…”

“Dad, we can do it.” You said as you looked up at him. He shook his head as he dropped Frankie’s carryon bag from his shoulder on the stroller.

“You’re on your honeymoon, princess. Besides, I need a fucking beer, and a fucking smoke if I’m gunna make it through the next seven days.”

“Don’t sound so cheerful, baby.” Frankie giggled as she laid down on the chair beside you in a semi-revealing bathing suit that seriously toed the line of being decent.

“Smoking is one deck up.” You said as you pulled Hunter’s clean swim diaper into place, and tossed the dirty one in a grocery bag to throw out. “And I will love you forever and ever if you find me a drink menu on your way back.” You said as you looked up your dad with a smile.

“Brat.” He groaned as he kicked the brakes on your stroller and grabbed the key card from Opie and the trash bag from the floor. You yelled after him that you loved him too as Opie sat down on the chair at your feet and pulled off his shirt.

“Happy honeymoon, baby.” He said with a smile as he rubbed your ankle.

“Happy honeymoon.”

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“And he’s out.” Opie chuckled not two seconds after he laid Hunter down in his travel crib. “Damn, kid. Mommy tuckered you out.”

“He’s not use to that kind of excitement.” You laughed as you started the long process of unpacking two suitcases of clothes, and the seemingly endless duffle of Hunter’s stuff. “Sun, pictures, the little water park. So much excitement for my little guy.”

“So much excitement for your big guy, too.” He said as he kicked off the flip flops you had forced him to buy and laid down on the bed. He groaned and rolled over on his stomach. “Fuck, this is perfect.”

“You could always help me unpack.” You said in a sing song voice as you carried all the bathroom products and the bathroom bags in the bathroom so they were out of the way. You barely heard Opie mumble something back as you unpacked the bags on the counter and by the time you stepped back into the room, Opie was passed out as well.

“Of course you’re asleep.” You sighed over his snoring as you shook your head. With a huff, you put the empty bathroom bags in your husband’s empty suitcase and pushed it under the bed with yours with your foot. You turned to finish unpacking Hunter’s stuff, when there was a soft knock on your door. You glanced over to make sure neither of your boys woke up before you tiptoed over to the door to answer it.

“Your dad fell asleep.” Frankie sighed.

“So did my husband.” You said as you stepped back into the room. “And my son.”

“Didn’t we drink more than both of them?” She asked softly as she stepped into your room so you could close the door.

“Yea, exactly.” You agreed as you pointed to the bag on the floor. “Help me then we’ll go up stairs for a smoke?” She nodded her head and walked over to give you a had. With both of you working, it was done in a matter of a couple minutes, so you grabbed your cigarettes, sunglasses, and your phone, whisper yelled to Ope that you were leaving (getting a muffled ‘k’ in response), and grabbed your room key from the light panel by the door on your way out.

“My dad really passed out?” You finally laughed as the two of you walked down the hall to the elevators. “He never takes naps.”

“Turned on the TV and was out in a second. But you gotta figure, both of them shared the ten hour drive to Port Canaveral, and we left at one AM to get here on time.” She pointed out as you stepped into the elevator. “We slept the whole way. They stayed up all night packing the truck, then spent the last three hours in the sun.”

“This is true.” You said with a nod as you stepped out on the twelfth floor, and headed toward the smoking area overlooking the pool. “So we let them sleep a while. We don’t have to be at dinner until 5:45.”

“More drinking time for us.” Frankie giggled as you both leaned against the rail, and lit a cigarette. You nodded slowly in agreement as you looked over the rail a ways in front of you at the Mickey pool below you with a small smile.

“Thank you.” You said with a glance over at your new-ish friend. “Thanks for talking him into this…”

“Oh, this wasn’t me.” She said with a shake of his head. “I suggested the beach somewhere. He’s the one that said Disney World.” You smarted a bit and turned to look at her as she took a drag of her cigarette. “Yea. His suggestion. But I knew sending you to Disney right after your wedding with a month old baby was a suicide trip. You wouldn’t have had fun, Hunter could have gotten sick being that young.” She shook her head as she ashed in one of the ashtrays on a nearby table.

“Not good. So we went with a combination of the two ideas. Disney plus the beach equals Disney cruise. We didn’t have a choice but to wait until Hunter was six months because we knew there was no way you would leave him for the first time for a week long over night trip, and he couldn’t get on the boat until he was six months old. So that meant baby on a cruise ship for a honeymoon. Not ideal but doable. But since our two year anniversary is in a few days…”

“Wait, two year?” You said as you tilted your head the slightest bit. “Not one?” A small smile pulled at the corner of her lips as she held out the ashtray out for you.

“Two.” She repeated as she looked down at the cigarette she was slowly putting out. “Negan didn’t want to tell you at first. Let you get used to the idea that we were sleeping together before he told you we were dating. He didn’t…” Her brow furrowed as she set the ashtray down for a moment and grabbed another cigarette from her pack. “We didn’t want you to think I was trying to replace your mother.”

“I don’t mean to be rude.” You said as you shrugged your shoulders. “But you could never replace her. It’s impossible. But you’re right. I wasn’t keen on the idea of my dad dating. For years I was his little girl. His one and only, and his pride and joy. I always thought him dating would make me secondary in his life. But I guess I couldn’t have been more wrong. That’s even more obvious now that you guys are celebrating two years. And I guess I needed Opie to see that… and I needed you to show me that it was possible for him to fall in love again and not turn his back on his daughter.” You sighed and looked away from her as tears welled in your eyes. “Has my dad told you about Kelly?” Frankie stayed quiet as she pulled out a chair of the table you were standing by, and sat down.

“I… umm…” She whispered as she curled into herself on the chair. “I found a letter… from your mom. He just said she was the biggest fucking mistake he ever made.” You nodded your head, and sat down at the table on your other side with a sigh.

“It was before my mom got sick.” You said softly as you lit another cigarette off the last. “She was a harlot. His road bitch is what my mom called her.” You shook your head as the memories came back to you since you had opened the flood gate doors. “For a whole year, he spent a whole lotta fucking time on the road. Mom and I, we were just… forgotten. Until his precious Lucille got sick. He had some kind of epiphany then. I just…” You shook your head as a few tears fell from your eyes and landed on your thighs.

“You thought he’d do the same thing again.” She said softly.

“I think I always will, you know?” You choked as you wiped at your tears angrily and looked over at her through your sunglasses. “That’s not something you just forget. I was only eleven.”

“It’s not an easy thing to forget, sweetheart.” She said as she reached out and gently laid her hand on your knee. “But I can promise you, at least from my part, I will never, ever let him turn his back on you.”

“I know.” You said as you nodded your head. “He knows better now. We went through a real rough patch for a few years and I even moved to Alexandria for a few months to live with Rick and Michonne. We both said some pretty shitty things to each other… until we both almost died. Run gone bad, I was in the cross fire, wrong place wrong time. My dad risked his life, and that fucker, Dwight saved us both.” You smirked and sat back in your chair with a sigh. “Guess I can be grateful that asshat wanted to be at the table so bad. Negan almost lost his daughter and I almost lost my dad.” You looked over at her with a half shrug. “He saved our family. And I can’t lose my daddy again.”

“You won’t.” Frankie said with a cocky smile. “As your possible future step-mother I won’t allow it.”

“Oh, God shut up!” You laughed as you pushed her shoulder, playfully before grabbing yet another cigarette. “But you don’t know that story.” You said around the butt as she lit another cigarette as well.

“What story?” She asked as she kicked her feet up over the side of the chair like she owned the place.

“Smart girl.” You said as you turned your chair enough to put your feet up on hers. “So, two years…?”

“Two very interesting years.” She chuckled with a nod as she flagged down a waiter that was sort of wandering aimlessly, looking for someone to help. “Two of those Pomegranate Passion champagne thingys, please.”

“It’s happy hour, miss.” He said as he took her room card. “Buy one get one free for the next fifteen minutes today.”

“Then by all means bring us each the happy hour special!” She cheered as she kicked her feet in joy. He nodded his head, and passed her back her room card with a smile.

“We’re gunna be in so much trouble.” You laughed as you ashed your cigarette in the ashtray.

“So worth it.” She said with a nod.

Part 8

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Obsessive - Part 11

After a long day at the clubhouse, The Reader is ready to go home... But where’s Juice? (This will be multi parts so check back for my next installment. As always, if you want to be notified of my updates just let me know and I will message you when I post new chapters) **Disclaimer: I do not suffer from OCD so I cannot begin to imagine what it is like. Any and everything that I am writing is what I’ve learned from people I know and the internet as well as asking advice from friends who know more about it than me. If anything is wrong or inaccurate of someone with OCD, please excuse my ignorance, as I said I am asking questions to help with the descriptions but I’m sure I will get something wrong eventually.

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By the time you were finished with all you had to take care of for the day, including restocking the bar which was a total mess and definitely NOT being kept like you had organized it, it was nearing 7pm. Juice still hadn’t come by to pick you up and Gemma, Piney, and Tig were the only people left at the garage. The prospects were apparently being assigned to stand guard outside your apartment so you couldn’t have them take you home, but you were tired and hungry and ready to leave so you phoned Juice from the bar.

No answer.

You sighed, deciding to give it another hour before you alerted anyone to your desertion, you didn’t think Juice would forget you on purpose and you didn’t want to get him in trouble with your dad. You picked up a book from behind the bar counter, grabbing Tig’s leftover takeout from the fridge that you knew he would never come back to, and walked over to the couch, plopping down with it. The book was some western type novel, probably used as a doorstop rather than as a piece of literature around here, but you began to read and eat anyhow. You didn’t even notice your Scottish antagonizer walking in with Jax and Opie, Tig bringing up the rear as he meandered in from the garage, until they were right up on you.

“Hey,” Opie spoke, his deep voice was actually soothing to your ears. You didn’t know if it was because you grew up with him being practically another brother to you, but you loved him in the most non-intimate way. He was so chill and just let things kind of roll off his shoulders, he didn’t speak much, only when necessary, not like Tig whom you swore talked just because he liked to hear his own voice. “Hey guys,” you spoke, looking up from your book at the four of them who towered over you. “Is that my food?” Tig asked, pointing to the empty styrofoam container sitting on the table in front of the couch. You smiled, but ignored Tig, turning to look at Jax who didn’t wait for your reply to Tig he began to speak.

“Where’s Juice?” Jax asked, a bit of aggravation apparent in his tone as well as on his face.

“Um…” you began but your brother already guessed it, “He hasn’t come back to get you yet? (Y/N) its almost 8 o’clock.” he pointed out and you gave a nervous smile, “I know. I figured he was busy so I was just waiting…” you trailed off and Jax spoke up again, “Get your stuff, I’ll take you home,” he told you and you stood from the couch.

Just then, his phone began to ring and you knew you were about to get passed off to one of the other men standing before you. “Yeah?” he spoke, listening to the voice on the other side of the line. “Shit. Alright,” he hung up the phone and turned to you, an apologetic look on his face. “I’m sorry sis, I gotta handle this.” he said to you and Chibs stepped up, “We’ll get’er home Jackie, handle yer business,” he spoke reassuringly. Jax nodded, pointing to both Chibs and Tig, “Keep her safe... and throw Juice a beating for stranding her here. Ope, you’re with me,” he ordered before turning to walk out of the clubhouse.

“C’mon, love. Yer ridin’ with me,” Chibs spoke, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and steering you out of the clubhouse. Tig followed behind, “Come on, man. You’re always hoggin’ her!” he chuckled and you wrapped your arm around Chibs’ waist, turning your head to look back and Tig as you crossed the parking lot, winking at him, “You jealous, Tiggy?”

Tig smirked, taking larger steps to catch up beside you and wrapping his fingers around your neck, pulling your head to him and kissing your temple, making sure to miss your stitches, “Maybe,” he whispered as he stepped away to his bike and you chuckled.

You loved your family.

Juice was startled awake by the doorbell. He jumped up, disoriented for a moment by his surroundings before he found his bearings, realizing he must have slept hard as he looked at his phone. A few missed calls, no big deal.

“Shit!” he gasped at himself as he noticed the time, he had overslept by a LOT. He guessed the doorbell was you and he hurriedly pulled on a shirt as he rushed to the door, opening it to find Chibs and Tig standing there, with you behind them. One of the prospects that had been posted at the door was watching from the side.

Chibs was snarling, but Tig had a glint of excitement in his eyes. Juice immediately had fear sink in as Chibs pushed his palms straight into Juice’s chest, sending him stumbling back as he stepped into the apartment followed by Tig. You scurried in behind them and the prospect reached inside, grabbing the door and shutting it. “Where. Were. You!” Chibs growled at your guardian, shoving him with every syllable he uttered before wrapping his fingers around his neck and leveling himself to look into Juice’s eyes. Juice flinched, waiting for a fist to fly.

You began to step forward but Tig grabbed your upper arm, stopping you, and you turned to look at him as he shook his head at you, warning you not to get in the middle of it.

“I’m sorry! I was here, I overslept!” Juice cried out, swallowing hard. Chibs let him go, biting his bottom lip in anger and balling up his fist, preparing to hit him.

“No!” you shouted, breaking your arm away from Tig’s grip and grabbing Chibs by the shoulder, “Don’t hit him!” you glared at the older man who looked at you with a mixture of contempt and surprise. Juice’s eyes widened, both relieved that you stepped in and worried that now you would take the brunt of Chibs’ aggression. Chibs jerked his arm out of your grip, looking back at Juice, and Tig pulled you back, “Let’s not do this, doll,” he spoke, holding you.

Sensing your anguish, Juice spoke to you, “(Y/N) it’s okay.” he assured you, but your teeth were gritted and you growled, “Filip Telford!” you yelled, Tig’s arms wrapped firmly around you. “I forgive him, leave him alone.” you ordered and Chibs sighed, shaking his head in defeat.

“Aye. I’ll let you protect your loverboy,” he whipped his head around and gave you a devilish grin while Tig chuckled behind you, releasing you from his embrace as your heart began to beat out of your chest and your eyes got wide.

Why would he say that!?

In that moment you wanted to die. You couldn’t breathe, your cheeks were on fire as you felt the most intense blush you ever felt spread across your cheeks and your mouth hung open.

Chibs laughed, patting you on the shoulder as he walked past you to your door. He knew what he had just done and so did Tig, the bastards.

“Prospects’ll be here til the mornin’, lass. One out front, one watching the gate,” he called as he stepped outside. Tig kissed your cheek and winked at you, “G’night, doll,” he grinned, falling into step behind his brother and leaving you and Juice alone in your apartment.

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