tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33951004858817183272024-03-14T01:17:33.340-05:00My Addictiontufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.comBlogger2992125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-53290166253453725842023-09-25T20:27:00.002-05:002023-09-25T20:27:48.544-05:00Coming Soon! <p><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: inherit;"> Bella Swan, who is a world-famous singer and is touring the United States … she’s newly single and ready to mingle.</span></p><div class="x1e56ztr" style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: black; line-height: 1.3333; max-width: 100%; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; word-break: break-word;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Edward Cullen is the quarterback from the Seattle Seahawks and has the <i>biggest</i>crush on Bella Swan and is teased relentlessly by his teammates. So much so, that he went to her concert when she was in Seattle to slip her a friendship bracelet with his number on it.</span></span></div><div class="x1e56ztr" style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: black; line-height: 1.3333; max-width: 100%; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; word-break: break-word;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Romance and hilarity ensue …</span></span></div><div class="x1e56ztr" style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: black; line-height: 1.3333; max-width: 100%; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; word-break: break-word;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit;">Is this the beginning of their <i>Love Story?</i></span></span></div><div class="x1e56ztr" style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: black; line-height: 1.3333; max-width: 100%; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; word-break: break-word;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div class="x1e56ztr" style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: black; line-height: 1.3333; max-width: 100%; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; word-break: break-word;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEkvb0lBvO8HNf2ez23rcOUSfPG09gx1ua1o3D-D3hOQ89CuZg_u0HW5241XQNmQd7p80KuHlvxn23mMhVCltxXnlthpm8DjAD2A4n9011JACjE4IeHAuM51LxJWHi7Ti3rxKvp5jMPSS_zVxnYg_W1Sq3WqfSNZBN1V0rG-QUuTRApNH9Pvm3Mc8xLyU/s2250/LoveStory%20(1).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2250" data-original-width="1410" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEkvb0lBvO8HNf2ez23rcOUSfPG09gx1ua1o3D-D3hOQ89CuZg_u0HW5241XQNmQd7p80KuHlvxn23mMhVCltxXnlthpm8DjAD2A4n9011JACjE4IeHAuM51LxJWHi7Ti3rxKvp5jMPSS_zVxnYg_W1Sq3WqfSNZBN1V0rG-QUuTRApNH9Pvm3Mc8xLyU/w402-h640/LoveStory%20(1).png" width="402" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></span></div>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-41913760092660503362023-08-30T17:24:00.005-05:002023-08-30T17:24:51.861-05:00May We Meet Again Teaser<p><span style="font-family: inherit;"> I was sitting at my desk, trying to make plans for Bella's rescue, but coming up with nothing. I was angry, scared, and sick with worry. I had to save her. I absolutely had to.</span></p><p><em><span style="font-family: inherit;">Think, brain think!</span></em></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Newton to Cullen," Mike called over the radio. "You've got some visitors."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">"I'm busy," I snapped to myself. I picked up the radio, keeping my voice even. "I'm working, Mike."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">"You'll want to see these visitors," Mike pressed.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Unless it's Jacob, returning Bella, I don't want to see anyone," I snarled. "I've got to figure out how to save her and being interrupted? Not. Helping." I went to turn off the radio when it crackled again.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">"Edward, it's your mother … please, let me see you. It's been so long and from I'm hearing, I'm worried about you," Mom said. "Your father and I both are."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">I leaned forward, pinching my nose. Hearing my mother's sweet voice made my heart lurch, missing her and my father. It also made me want their comfort, even if I didn't deserve it. Bella was taken under my watch. I promised her that I'd keep her safe, and I'd failed. I'd failed her in the worst possible way. "I don't deserve your support or your love … I failed her, Mom." I swiped my fingers under my cheeks and wiped away tears. "I'll meet you in the dining hall. Cullen out."</span></p><div><br /></div>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-25306028709696917712023-08-21T16:54:00.006-05:002023-08-21T16:54:53.098-05:00May We Meet Again Teaser<p> <span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">"Get the Rover ready to go," I said woodenly, unclipping my radio. "We need to find them. Bella cannot be taken back to the Drop Ship. Jacob will … he'll …" I stood up and tried to not cry. I had to be strong for my Bella.</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="78f726f9-b77e-48c5-8e95-dd0a6e5ae57d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-78f726f9-b77e-48c5-8e95-dd0a6e5ae57d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">I was failing miserably.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f6f5b5b4-874c-4ff9-b1e1-594303e8a899" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f6f5b5b4-874c-4ff9-b1e1-594303e8a899" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We can't take the Rover. Not today," Jasper said, pointing to the dead battery. "It needs to charge for at least eight hours."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f5baa185-313d-4a55-bc88-4f471bfb7cdb" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f5baa185-313d-4a55-bc88-4f471bfb7cdb" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Then, find something else to cover the ground!" I yelled, turning to face Jasper. "Run! Just get her back!" I wanted to take off into the forest, but strong arms stopped him. Peter tackled me back to the ground. "Get the fuck off me. I need to find her!"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="3990210e-ca07-4806-970e-9cc39a0ba877" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-3990210e-ca07-4806-970e-9cc39a0ba877" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Bella would tell you not to go off half-cocked, Edward," Peter said. "Radio your team."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0f2f2ede-3a61-4003-92a4-ba38adde89af" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0f2f2ede-3a61-4003-92a4-ba38adde89af" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Scowling at Peter, I opened a channel to the command center. "Cullen to Command Center, Mallory come in?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="851f66dc-0dc7-4eb9-b5bd-ee05405e5f8a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-851f66dc-0dc7-4eb9-b5bd-ee05405e5f8a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Yorkie here. Mallory was on the overnight shift," Eric said. "How can I help you, Commander?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f740c142-2f24-4332-89d3-eb270e5587f1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f740c142-2f24-4332-89d3-eb270e5587f1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Swallowing down bile, I spoke to Eric. "Can you pull up the security feeds in the garage? Bella was called up here for a medical emergency, but there wasn't an emergency. There's also no Bella. She was taken by someone from the Drop Ship."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="cefd9502-c08f-4793-b9fd-cc5080fb4fb9" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-cefd9502-c08f-4793-b9fd-cc5080fb4fb9" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I remember that call," Eric said. "It came from a different channel than we use for medical."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="52141200-d6ec-4918-ac80-45f2543aed6a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-52141200-d6ec-4918-ac80-45f2543aed6a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"What channel?" I pressed.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8d382fdd-a075-4c8f-92b2-a84424bec1d2" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8d382fdd-a075-4c8f-92b2-a84424bec1d2" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"One we don't use … channel fourteen," Eric replied. "We can hear all the conversations, but we have to turn to the channel in order to respond. Anyway, I didn't recognize the voice, either."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="cc0a8d1c-7a96-455f-b118-ae476f608201" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-cc0a8d1c-7a96-455f-b118-ae476f608201" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">The update for May We Meet Again will be posted on Friday. I have curriculum night on Thursday and will not get home until after nine at night. Thank you for your patience. :-) </em></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-14758072999560156412023-08-14T16:18:00.001-05:002023-08-14T16:18:24.202-05:00May We Meet Again Teaser<p> <span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">"Bella, my sweet girl, you did amazing work with Alice," Mom said as I worked on Mr. Murphy's head wound. We gave him a mild sedative, which knocked him out. He was snoring loudly as I worked on suturing the laceration closed. "You are a born healer."</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="d02a15ee-f1da-409f-837a-db53d26b0b4d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-d02a15ee-f1da-409f-837a-db53d26b0b4d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I'm a healer, but when it comes to psychological issues, I'm a mess," I said quietly, cleaning Mr. Murphy's wound of blood. "My mind keeps thinking of what could have happened … you know? I think Alice might have the same problem when she regains consciousness."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="5c8bea1a-2b7e-4463-bc52-8de426e65f82" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-5c8bea1a-2b7e-4463-bc52-8de426e65f82" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"You focused your studies on general medicine, not psychology. You took some of the basic classes, but you don't have the training I have. I do need to impart my knowledge on to someone, but from what I've heard, you might be struggling with PTSD. Hell, most of you are dealing with post-traumatic stress. I'm so sorry for that."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="2bd2fb99-3503-4675-a9f2-61e5419b884d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-2bd2fb99-3503-4675-a9f2-61e5419b884d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"It's not your fault, Mom," I said, covering Mr. Murphy's head wound.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="c203cb91-75b0-4412-b2ff-139e676c6415" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-c203cb91-75b0-4412-b2ff-139e676c6415" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I didn't help the situation," she sighed. "But, we'll get you all the help you need. I promise you that."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="4c0834fd-3da3-41d1-95b3-4f0758f4f3bb" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-4c0834fd-3da3-41d1-95b3-4f0758f4f3bb" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Thanks, Mom," I whispered. Edward walked back into medical. "Did your dad get back to the garage?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f585efd0-c655-4e42-843d-7584f5986573" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f585efd0-c655-4e42-843d-7584f5986573" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Yeah," he nodded. "He got turned around once, but we got him to Rover III with time to spare. How's my sister?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="57c4edb9-4a88-4082-ac68-0e51191d3a51" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-57c4edb9-4a88-4082-ac68-0e51191d3a51" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Physically, she'll make a full recovery," Mom explained. "Psychologically, I'll have to work with her once she's in a place to talk about what happened to her."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="fa81ce02-8341-4e29-b41e-83b6f3505d08" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-fa81ce02-8341-4e29-b41e-83b6f3505d08" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Did you show her the tablet?" Edward asked me.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="3591da34-b20d-44bf-85a0-b29854fbf052" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-3591da34-b20d-44bf-85a0-b29854fbf052" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I offered it to my mom, but she'd rather hear it from Alice," I replied. "Mom, do you want to get cleaned up and settled into your suite?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="82e81e48-ef55-4499-83e4-548d1d2fb1b6" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-82e81e48-ef55-4499-83e4-548d1d2fb1b6" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Suite?" Mom asked.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="edae4240-8897-4321-b58a-707b09ddd34d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-edae4240-8897-4321-b58a-707b09ddd34d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We have enough room for you," Edward said, reaching into his pocket and producing a swipe card for her. "You're in suite four twelve, which is up a floor to the left when you get off the elevator. You're on the same floor as Bella and me. There's enough room for you and the Chancellor."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7a6c2108-b2cd-45f8-8f2f-aca700036c8a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7a6c2108-b2cd-45f8-8f2f-aca700036c8a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">My mom's eyes welled with tears, squeezing Edward's hand. "The Chancellor didn't make it. He …" She pressed her hand on Edward's shoulder. "Excuse me." She disappeared in the bathroom in the medical bay, quiet sobs filling the room.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_GelJp1_m9AS6nwV29ltGXxutq4P9YCrQbPDeZYuYqgoo8sQy66eGe80jV458nNAG2oSBhMONVQRoHG8U5wpJZsLJ2qJBEwdvq8L3tZB94253BFrpdbM6QyGEJRNdzozjDbPyO-d2tn-bh1Eku_KfxafJsQeSw9nXlHXt2zarw8UaZbhHk3jZJzAsRo/s1280/May%20We%20Meet%20Again%20Banner%20Clo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1280" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_GelJp1_m9AS6nwV29ltGXxutq4P9YCrQbPDeZYuYqgoo8sQy66eGe80jV458nNAG2oSBhMONVQRoHG8U5wpJZsLJ2qJBEwdvq8L3tZB94253BFrpdbM6QyGEJRNdzozjDbPyO-d2tn-bh1Eku_KfxafJsQeSw9nXlHXt2zarw8UaZbhHk3jZJzAsRo/w640-h360/May%20We%20Meet%20Again%20Banner%20Clo.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7a6c2108-b2cd-45f8-8f2f-aca700036c8a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7a6c2108-b2cd-45f8-8f2f-aca700036c8a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-13931566392272325962023-08-13T14:58:00.001-05:002023-08-13T14:58:10.260-05:00Back to the Grind ... <p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="020c9c8b-052d-4cdc-8bd9-2889a6b9fe24" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-020c9c8b-052d-4cdc-8bd9-2889a6b9fe24" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">So, I've been waffling about posting this for a couple of days now. I love writing and weaving tales, but I've been writing nonstop since 2010 ... thirteen years. </p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1f86a55f-ceee-4e21-862f-0227d8b38067" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1f86a55f-ceee-4e21-862f-0227d8b38067" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">I'm also going back to work on Monday. I don't want to go. </p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="65b29102-14cb-4f3e-ad51-c13cf12a9607" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-65b29102-14cb-4f3e-ad51-c13cf12a9607" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Also, I need to finish posting <em>May We Meet Again</em>. Teasers will be posted on Mondays with updates on Thursdays. We've got about nine chapters left until the story is complete. </p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="fe9e334e-d5a2-4f13-a767-997d2f6efdef" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-fe9e334e-d5a2-4f13-a767-997d2f6efdef" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">With that being said, I'm going to take some time off from writing. If I feel like writing, I will. But, I'm a bit burnt out. I tried working on my latest story <em data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">Stay With Me,</em> but I got blocked on my second chapter. </p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="fc32ab18-b6d4-43b5-a9c1-649497a0ca17" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-fc32ab18-b6d4-43b5-a9c1-649497a0ca17" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">I will be posting #QuestionOfTheDay and #FicOfTheWeek in my FB Group. I also encourage other writers to share their stories in here. </p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="78204890-8eeb-4ac0-aaac-a7d4796c0a7f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-78204890-8eeb-4ac0-aaac-a7d4796c0a7f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">I hope you understand and I appreciate your support! Love you all!</p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-30638931756344984422023-08-13T12:08:00.003-05:002023-08-13T12:08:37.215-05:00Worth the Fight Update<p> <a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14117026/47/Worth-the-Fight" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">WTF Epilogue on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ff977da7-8ba2-404c-80b2-2a7b7bf8f1ca" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ff977da7-8ba2-404c-80b2-2a7b7bf8f1ca" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/40727478/chapters/124469080">WTF Epilogue on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ea38f839-6cc2-498b-bab6-1f26cf33bae1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ea38f839-6cc2-498b-bab6-1f26cf33bae1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12581&chapter=47">WTF Epilogue on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="2becba67-9554-415f-b4f2-354e66bbf51d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-2becba67-9554-415f-b4f2-354e66bbf51d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.wattpad.com/1372954331-worth-the-fight-chapter-forty-five">WTF Epilogue on Wattpad</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWx38FuN2S2F-acIYbdxMVJgzKtH1Lf8oe79lHuVc6KKsSHUexFaFhlEwsh_1UaQAGJyW_7OaA3W8hW5B138SScUlYPc54wEuo4mJxYMiH6JrbxmNUgNg7BznmXRvepIthR33-5HrLT27zO8-ANQrknroS8XyHR9k_0k0uQaPy7VClnzVPO_A6QQi1Iuw/s1920/seattle-1920x1280-1.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="1920" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWx38FuN2S2F-acIYbdxMVJgzKtH1Lf8oe79lHuVc6KKsSHUexFaFhlEwsh_1UaQAGJyW_7OaA3W8hW5B138SScUlYPc54wEuo4mJxYMiH6JrbxmNUgNg7BznmXRvepIthR33-5HrLT27zO8-ANQrknroS8XyHR9k_0k0uQaPy7VClnzVPO_A6QQi1Iuw/w640-h426/seattle-1920x1280-1.webp" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e29e6378-0f15-44b2-bafa-d9bf15f5a299" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e29e6378-0f15-44b2-bafa-d9bf15f5a299" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"No, that won't work for my client," Edward said in his sleek office overlooking Puget Sound. "You and I both know that his next contract should be at least double of what he currently has. He's got offers from across the country. But, being a hometown boy, he'd like to stay with the Seahawks." He listened to the other person on the other end of the line. "That's a much substantial offer. I'll bring it to my client. We'll be in touch."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="fb580e03-b4e3-433e-a34c-10365308cee8" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-fb580e03-b4e3-433e-a34c-10365308cee8" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Ending the call, he sent a text to his client, informing him about the new offer and he closed his computer. Placing it into his bag, he slung the bag over his body and walked to Alice's office. "I'm off. I've got kid duty today since Bella's at the gym late tonight."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="10cd9fa4-a2e4-4626-9557-dbe722ee2294" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-10cd9fa4-a2e4-4626-9557-dbe722ee2294" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Give my godchildren kisses, Masen," Alice sang.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="77ec9da8-b79d-4d18-afac-a66597ac9113" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-77ec9da8-b79d-4d18-afac-a66597ac9113" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"You do the same with mine, Alice," Edward chuckled.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="bc464177-6f25-4653-b4c8-a7366f3cab9e" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-bc464177-6f25-4653-b4c8-a7366f3cab9e" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I will, once they're born. These twins are using my bladder as a punching bag," Alice grumbled, rubbing her huge stomach. "I can't wait until I can see my feet again."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7208c083-948e-4098-94a1-9fe89ac8858b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7208c083-948e-4098-94a1-9fe89ac8858b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"They're still there, Ali," Edward smirked. "Have a good weekend." He walked through the office, waving at Jasper before he got in the elevator. He strode to his black Range Rover, sliding into the driver's seat and backed out of the spot. He drove to the elementary school where his two children attended.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1cd622df-3110-4a12-b083-c82f7382682f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1cd622df-3110-4a12-b083-c82f7382682f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Bella and Edward didn't want a long engagement. About a month after he proposed on the beach, they got married on the same beach, using Charlie's backyard as their reception venue. Within two months of being married, Bella got pregnant. Their first child, a boy named Patrick, was born on St. Patrick's Day. Their second baby, a girl named Elizabeth, was born a year later on April first. 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I've been battling a migraine all day and I trying to kick it. </span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="033fb108-e6c0-486e-8122-963866b294d1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-033fb108-e6c0-486e-8122-963866b294d1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14117026/46/Worth-the-Fight">WTF Ch. 44 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="50473b73-a16f-412c-ba58-ea46f0ab5a11" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-50473b73-a16f-412c-ba58-ea46f0ab5a11" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/40727478/chapters/124237438">WTF Ch. 44 on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="81dbd4fd-cd9d-43d2-8802-a2d48241245c" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-81dbd4fd-cd9d-43d2-8802-a2d48241245c" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12581&chapter=46">WTF Ch. 44 on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="30424113-88f3-41a7-94ed-1118e4f2fee2" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-30424113-88f3-41a7-94ed-1118e4f2fee2" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.wattpad.com/1371581195-worth-the-fight-chapter-forty-four">WTF Ch. 44 on Wattpad</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZSczaM-MIm15tg_SbQkewhmkKT92uKWdY1NfUqcoAnQpSKRIuzkyb11wi6izoJ07XpOi967laWi5KJy8_IUFQbKtCXp5Z9pXppe82bFSZ9XAPHpfUgaLamfaKLEpBCVz5D23W27CtYbJDIQK1MM0YtSmmKD7cB0YtZiT-g9yMFXg0_nHQS0fPKw29MM0/s1280/2046799_11_0.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="1280" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZSczaM-MIm15tg_SbQkewhmkKT92uKWdY1NfUqcoAnQpSKRIuzkyb11wi6izoJ07XpOi967laWi5KJy8_IUFQbKtCXp5Z9pXppe82bFSZ9XAPHpfUgaLamfaKLEpBCVz5D23W27CtYbJDIQK1MM0YtSmmKD7cB0YtZiT-g9yMFXg0_nHQS0fPKw29MM0/w640-h426/2046799_11_0.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="5a4449eb-a4b8-4782-80e7-8b644ad447e7" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-5a4449eb-a4b8-4782-80e7-8b644ad447e7" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I think that's the last box," Bella said, wiping her hands on her jeans. She took a look around the new home that she and Edward purchased together. It was on Bainbridge Island, just around the corner from where Emmett and Rosalie lived. It was Rose who told Bella about the place, and they jumped at the chance to purchase it. The timing of the sale, though, was chaotic, to say the least. "What were we smoking when we pulled the trigger on buying this place?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a31bc2aa-b741-4286-bf78-ab319d26524f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a31bc2aa-b741-4286-bf78-ab319d26524f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We wanted something bigger," Edward replied, adjusting a frame on the wall. "Your home on Mercer Island was great, but it had only two bedrooms with a loft." He walked over to her, pulling her into his arms. "You love this new place."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="64713030-6de3-4d31-8d14-6c64f0d14215" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-64713030-6de3-4d31-8d14-6c64f0d14215" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I do, but I'm never moving again. We're never moving," she said, poking him in the chest. "We're dying in this house."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="06bdd53a-4c1b-4a0a-befb-016837e522d2" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-06bdd53a-4c1b-4a0a-befb-016837e522d2" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"No one's dying anytime soon, angel," Edward snorted, kissing her nose. "Have you heard from Rose today?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7b3078a5-064a-43c7-a3a5-199549cd42a4" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7b3078a5-064a-43c7-a3a5-199549cd42a4" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"She sent a text. She hates being on bed rest, but her blood pressure is too high. They may induce labor as early as today," Bella replied. "Princess Hannah will be her sooner rather than later."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="2b55ca64-2fc0-4447-9841-c799e7c64f7d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-2b55ca64-2fc0-4447-9841-c799e7c64f7d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"That little girl is going to be so spoiled," Edward laughed. "How many outfits have we gotten for her?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="dce3da1e-e59c-441e-82c2-a2e50255d6ef" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-dce3da1e-e59c-441e-82c2-a2e50255d6ef" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I want my niece to be the best dressed baby on the planet," Bella scoffed, giving him a wry smile. "Anyway, I have to go into Bull Dog. I need to finalize travel plans for Brady, Collin and the new guy, Trevor, for the fight in Las Vegas. Have you worked with Trevor?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="d6d1e630-bf59-429f-ad5a-ff9568166305" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-d6d1e630-bf59-429f-ad5a-ff9568166305" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I have. He's got some fast hands and excellent footwork. I can see him going far," Edward grinned. "We sparred when he 'tried out' for Charlie. I won, but it was a close call." He sat down on the couch in their family room. Bella sat down on his lap. She trailed her fingers down his cheek. "I think I'm going to announce my retirement soon. 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white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="30424113-88f3-41a7-94ed-1118e4f2fee2" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-30424113-88f3-41a7-94ed-1118e4f2fee2" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-30389852242893957822023-08-07T13:51:00.004-05:002023-08-07T13:51:32.271-05:00May We Meet Again Teaser<p> <span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">"Hey, Bells," Lauren smiled from her spot in the command center. "How are things?"</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="13400835-48ea-4f26-94ba-b92c29a92b5b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-13400835-48ea-4f26-94ba-b92c29a92b5b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">I walked over to her, sitting down and scrubbing my face. "Stressed, to be honest. Did you hear about the visitor who appeared like a forest fairy from the Drop Ship?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="c70a4a57-7a31-4836-9efa-d31bf78657e5" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-c70a4a57-7a31-4836-9efa-d31bf78657e5" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"There was a hubbub about someone arriving, but not who," Lauren said, her smile falling. "Where they injured?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e386409d-4314-4af6-9bc3-de11d27d56c6" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e386409d-4314-4af6-9bc3-de11d27d56c6" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Yeah, but I can't really say much since I want to protect their privacy," I explained. "Long story short, things are not okay at the Drop Ship."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="2d82c4f1-0114-4abc-aac4-c940d6c562ce" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-2d82c4f1-0114-4abc-aac4-c940d6c562ce" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I can imagine," Lauren sighed. "The Drop Ship had some tech, but not a lot. Plus, the people who remained back there were not the smartest tools in the shed, especially with Jacob as their leader. He doesn't seem like a planner like you and Edward. If it weren't for you two, we'd be a mess and still be searching for this installation. You know?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0886e463-8483-4439-9e8e-6a242dc97a24" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0886e463-8483-4439-9e8e-6a242dc97a24" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Thank you, Lauren," I said. "I don't know how much I needed to hear that. There are moments where I feel like I have no clue what I'm doing."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="96ac8ed4-f86a-4b02-8ff9-e62a6f17500e" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-96ac8ed4-f86a-4b02-8ff9-e62a6f17500e" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I beg to differ. You got us here," she began, ticking off the positives. "You set up a working government and an amazing community in the mountain. We don't feel like prisoners from the Sky Box. We feel like a family. Plus? You've got an amazing partner with Edward. He clearly adores you. He'd give everything to protect you. Hell, it was because of him that we're down here."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="9b6577a7-8987-4d92-9b1f-f777c2d82a03" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-9b6577a7-8987-4d92-9b1f-f777c2d82a03" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I'm grateful for Edward … in more ways than one," I whispered, sitting down next to her. "He was a friend when I needed a friend. He gave me human contact when I felt isolated from the world. And, now? He's my best friend and so much more … I can't imagine not loving him."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="816a1d9c-f0ab-4a46-9e10-29e27e3f805a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-816a1d9c-f0ab-4a46-9e10-29e27e3f805a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Wait, you love him?" Lauren asked.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="281de9ca-5e74-415a-837c-c889a56d0e6b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-281de9ca-5e74-415a-837c-c889a56d0e6b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Very much so," I blushed. "The way I told him wasn't the most romantic, but it worked for us."</p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-54869576938671296482023-08-06T18:22:00.006-05:002023-08-06T18:22:58.961-05:00Worth the Fight Update<p> <a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14117026/45/Worth-the-Fight" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">WTF Ch. 43 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7d054c7a-f938-4962-a5d0-a75650dc0443" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7d054c7a-f938-4962-a5d0-a75650dc0443" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/40727478/chapters/124049407">WTF Ch. 43 on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="d2878ab4-281c-442a-a9da-8bc0f66be250" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-d2878ab4-281c-442a-a9da-8bc0f66be250" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12581&chapter=45">WTF Ch. 43 on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="6a8c788c-33fe-4a0a-b4c8-7a6daac2e30f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-6a8c788c-33fe-4a0a-b4c8-7a6daac2e30f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.wattpad.com/1370521727-worth-the-fight-chapter-forty-three">WTF Ch. 43 on Wattpad</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUoFAmXU1PFtdjo7IWYbYtA8T-GuEl9dP2W_z4ii9KPuMa2dsc6RQeEPFbUKRkWyCqmBzuMgmeU3_UltF5Okmz9QRO4_t_JCSfI8W-gkJzu0hTQeH2TtRnFq4buOouAOJSUrCv-UjjndW7taqYYLlq4IxUfQL2bjmLK7gLUFtQg4fg7s2dVdhncySxwyc/s669/cf.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="446" data-original-width="669" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUoFAmXU1PFtdjo7IWYbYtA8T-GuEl9dP2W_z4ii9KPuMa2dsc6RQeEPFbUKRkWyCqmBzuMgmeU3_UltF5Okmz9QRO4_t_JCSfI8W-gkJzu0hTQeH2TtRnFq4buOouAOJSUrCv-UjjndW7taqYYLlq4IxUfQL2bjmLK7gLUFtQg4fg7s2dVdhncySxwyc/w640-h426/cf.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8b987982-fa02-422d-a39e-ec10699439d2" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8b987982-fa02-422d-a39e-ec10699439d2" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We're going outside and it's snowing. Why are we going outside while it's snowing, Edward?" Bella grumbled.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1494b20e-819f-42ce-b479-6eb51c0c8ca7" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1494b20e-819f-42ce-b479-6eb51c0c8ca7" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Because it's pretty and you wanted to see the city, love," Edward answered, wrapping his scarf around his neck.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ab6c8116-0a78-48b4-a408-b1776ab573ce" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ab6c8116-0a78-48b4-a408-b1776ab573ce" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Can't we come back in the spring or summer?" Bella pouted, tugging on a beanie, covering her mahogany curls. "I want to see the city, but not at the risk of losing my fingers due to frostbite."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="bd950eb9-3bd3-4e14-a746-71611cf7eb90" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-bd950eb9-3bd3-4e14-a746-71611cf7eb90" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"You're spoiled with the weather in Seattle, Bella," Edward deadpanned. "I grew up in the northern tundra of Chicago. This is nothing. When I was in middle school, we have about three feet of snow dumped on us. We were off of school for four days because of snowpacalypse." Tugging on his gloves, he gently turned her. "I'll keep you warm, angel. I promise."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="846c993f-1155-439f-b76a-c5cbd6dae824" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-846c993f-1155-439f-b76a-c5cbd6dae824" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We can stay warm in bed," she quipped, kissing his jaw.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7d6b9ece-5cde-4774-b444-9de60b414bee" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7d6b9ece-5cde-4774-b444-9de60b414bee" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"First stop on our tour is Ground Zero, Bella. Let's go," he pressed, grabbing her hands.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="41f253e2-bbb8-4a23-979a-f8ad3685314f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-41f253e2-bbb8-4a23-979a-f8ad3685314f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">It had been a couple days since the fight. Charlie and the rest of the Bull Dog family left after Alice issued their statement regarding the findings about Jacob and the Volturi. With that announcement, ESPN wanted to interview Edward, but he asked for time to process. They made tentative plans to meet up at Bull Dog within a week. It would give him an opportunity to pull his thoughts together and not lose his shit on camera.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="846445e3-8165-4628-b940-8e653694c5b7" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-846445e3-8165-4628-b940-8e653694c5b7" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Today was going to be a day for them to play. It was not about Edward training for a fight or Bella keeping Bull Dog afloat. It was about two people having fun, getting lost in New York City. Since Edward was still sore from his fight, he asked for a car to shuttle them from each location. They rode down to the lobby, getting into the waiting limo. 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white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="6a8c788c-33fe-4a0a-b4c8-7a6daac2e30f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-6a8c788c-33fe-4a0a-b4c8-7a6daac2e30f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-87067457999482690022023-08-05T00:00:00.000-05:002023-08-05T00:00:00.145-05:00Worth the Fight Teaser<p> <span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">"We're going outside and it's snowing. Why are we going outside while it's snowing, Edward?" Bella grumbled.</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="4527a65f-cde3-4afc-bf7c-15150581e3d3" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-4527a65f-cde3-4afc-bf7c-15150581e3d3" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Because it's pretty and you wanted to see the city, love," Edward answered, wrapping his scarf around his neck.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1310e361-b17d-41a4-bc93-a7e8e4808687" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1310e361-b17d-41a4-bc93-a7e8e4808687" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Can't we come back in the spring or summer?" Bella pouted, tugging on a beanie, covering her mahogany curls. "I want to see the city, but not at the risk of losing my fingers due to frostbite."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a71d5e43-0687-4a69-8617-1306c431a087" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a71d5e43-0687-4a69-8617-1306c431a087" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"You're spoiled with the weather in Seattle, Bella," Edward deadpanned. "I grew up in the northern tundra of Chicago. This is nothing. When I was in middle school, we have about three feet of snow dumped on us. We were off of school for four days because of snowpacalypse." Tugging on his gloves, he gently turned her. "I'll keep you warm, angel. I promise."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="72cf6712-e460-4b4c-9570-b900cca8049c" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-72cf6712-e460-4b4c-9570-b900cca8049c" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We can stay warm in bed," she quipped, kissing his jaw.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a41a7ee5-84ac-4196-a0ef-0c68659cae0b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a41a7ee5-84ac-4196-a0ef-0c68659cae0b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"First stop on our tour is Ground Zero, Bella. Let's go," he pressed, grabbing her hands.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="03cbddff-b68b-4dc1-8bed-b099ed45ec32" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-03cbddff-b68b-4dc1-8bed-b099ed45ec32" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">It had been a couple days since the fight. Charlie and the rest of the Bull Dog family left after Alice issued their statement regarding the findings about Jacob and the Volturi. With that announcement, ESPN wanted to interview Edward, but he asked for time to process. They made tentative plans to meet up at Bull Dog within a week. It would give him an opportunity to pull his thoughts together and not lose his shit on camera.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0a20a16c-14ab-4275-81f7-74c91531f937" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0a20a16c-14ab-4275-81f7-74c91531f937" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Today was going to be a day for them to play. It was not about Edward training for a fight or Bella keeping Bull Dog afloat. It was about two people having fun, getting lost in New York City. Since Edward was still sore from his fight, he asked for a car to shuttle them from each location. They rode down to the lobby, getting into the waiting limo. The driver pulled away from the curb, weaving through traffic and arriving at Ground Zero.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyXs3xcxrmpeyi4dNhW-hZEdHY46KE7lSK7KNHCqExvWXOjfLaC7HHl9FUUJtYQLiTLDYAhut55vSVjIyvZkViQM64e5WqKyTiPG_ry4_XbpTTeTU36JlFF6cbRXnpnWEJ5uFk7MIhpCAeMpmKHB3pWbm6xPSEKky7uhAvJq56G86eHxqFsCLXHQbsD6c/s798/146.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="532" data-original-width="798" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyXs3xcxrmpeyi4dNhW-hZEdHY46KE7lSK7KNHCqExvWXOjfLaC7HHl9FUUJtYQLiTLDYAhut55vSVjIyvZkViQM64e5WqKyTiPG_ry4_XbpTTeTU36JlFF6cbRXnpnWEJ5uFk7MIhpCAeMpmKHB3pWbm6xPSEKky7uhAvJq56G86eHxqFsCLXHQbsD6c/w640-h426/146.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0a20a16c-14ab-4275-81f7-74c91531f937" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0a20a16c-14ab-4275-81f7-74c91531f937" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-61739003145856072082023-08-03T13:34:00.002-05:002023-08-03T13:34:22.125-05:00May We Meet Again Update<p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="9b4e56d8-8bd6-407f-a196-48894019b8bb" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-9b4e56d8-8bd6-407f-a196-48894019b8bb" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14088892/16/May-We-Meet-Again">MWMA Ch. 15 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="976724c4-e4ca-4cea-a014-1a1f00d0a4ef" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-976724c4-e4ca-4cea-a014-1a1f00d0a4ef" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; 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white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Everything was secured and Charlie was in the command center, preparing for our departure. I was strapped in, squeezed in between Carlisle and Aro's orphaned son, Demetri. Demetri's hand was in mine as I tried not to cry. To be honest, it was a losing battle with tears welling. I stared, unseeingly at the bulkhead in the surgical bay.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e2fa2118-5cdf-40b1-a0e2-2f91a12e96c3" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e2fa2118-5cdf-40b1-a0e2-2f91a12e96c3" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Swan to Ark Station, thrusters will deploy in T-minus five minutes," Charlie's disembodied voice said through the intercom system. "Make sure everyone is strapped in." There was a pause and he let out a breath. "May we meet again …"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7ff68a3e-3faa-41e9-b80b-1c55c6df6589" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7ff68a3e-3faa-41e9-b80b-1c55c6df6589" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"May we meet again," I whispered back. "We will find each other again, Charlie." My eyes fluttered shut as tears streaked down my cheeks, the battle lost. "I love you …"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7606faca-38d2-42b3-bf44-41494228c0b0" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7606faca-38d2-42b3-bf44-41494228c0b0" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Carlisle took my hand, squeezing my fingers. "We'll figure out a way to get Charlie down to the Ground. I promise you," he murmured. "We did not spend hours and all of our blood stores to put him back together for him to die of hypoxia."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8f5a538f-5474-43d2-8982-0f02b0d503ad" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8f5a538f-5474-43d2-8982-0f02b0d503ad" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"How can we do that? It's not like there's rockets to get up to the outer ring when we get down to the surface," I hissed angrily. "He's going to die up here."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="054bee66-0231-4273-acbb-99e729037e4f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-054bee66-0231-4273-acbb-99e729037e4f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We have the most brilliant minds on the Ark, we can figure something out," Carlisle soothed.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="b190c2b8-e305-43fd-ae36-a82fdb5a163a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-b190c2b8-e305-43fd-ae36-a82fdb5a163a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"T-minus one minute," Charlie announced. "Ren, hug our baby girl for me."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0b33c139-6ea4-4ad8-bdb1-7d08666a089c" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0b33c139-6ea4-4ad8-bdb1-7d08666a089c" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I will," I replied, even though he couldn't hear me. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine Charlie in the command center, preparing the Ark for its final departure and descent to the Ground. As the engines roared to life, I slipped my arms around Demetri, providing him comfort when all I wanted was my husband's arms around me giving <em>me</em> comfort.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="497be2e7-3662-4da5-851d-2be57217d318" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-497be2e7-3662-4da5-851d-2be57217d318" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Ten … nine … eight … seven … six … five … four … three … two … one … launch," Charlie counted.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWj1TPo5MgCSFigBVGkcRSYa0vTuvfGIVoo_NxRv78asVwhvIHrCdD8ybOSydckgLzbywthApJ8XZXrdxESD7Fsi2xW0yGi040TAj76fHf5CL6vETJGiwAUmDVUWfM-sBSxHhZQMIuWQjaG8fJXMGy_HJ2SG3-WGvePNKY-C0zyEGqrFIweizpz7dzDrg/s1558/Screen%20Shot%202023-06-12%20at%208.19.49%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1134" data-original-width="1558" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWj1TPo5MgCSFigBVGkcRSYa0vTuvfGIVoo_NxRv78asVwhvIHrCdD8ybOSydckgLzbywthApJ8XZXrdxESD7Fsi2xW0yGi040TAj76fHf5CL6vETJGiwAUmDVUWfM-sBSxHhZQMIuWQjaG8fJXMGy_HJ2SG3-WGvePNKY-C0zyEGqrFIweizpz7dzDrg/w640-h466/Screen%20Shot%202023-06-12%20at%208.19.49%20PM.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-Q9yHuBCEhdZVcd8PjqFnACbdN7ipgCdeBfl29YI2j6DruxWT_HY52kat-fa_xFRI04iSOMTSPg-FYeGgcy3GqupnrzRGdkNPswjBMXcmJJhtzKKd-8F5baz7Zm7IRabdx3fziPiZWOBuUxsgAckdwVjL2gd5BcZ4mahPHNbek8VEKq_o0fPLRgZa2g/s1696/Screen%20Shot%202023-06-12%20at%208.20.23%20PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="958" data-original-width="1696" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-Q9yHuBCEhdZVcd8PjqFnACbdN7ipgCdeBfl29YI2j6DruxWT_HY52kat-fa_xFRI04iSOMTSPg-FYeGgcy3GqupnrzRGdkNPswjBMXcmJJhtzKKd-8F5baz7Zm7IRabdx3fziPiZWOBuUxsgAckdwVjL2gd5BcZ4mahPHNbek8VEKq_o0fPLRgZa2g/w640-h362/Screen%20Shot%202023-06-12%20at%208.20.23%20PM.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="497be2e7-3662-4da5-851d-2be57217d318" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-497be2e7-3662-4da5-851d-2be57217d318" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p></div><br /><p><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-47236619581596998242023-07-30T00:00:00.001-05:002023-07-30T00:00:00.142-05:00May We Meet Again Teaser<p> <span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Everything was secured and Charlie was in the command center, preparing for our departure. I was strapped in, squeezed in between Carlisle and Aro's orphaned son, Demetri. Demetri's hand was in mine as I tried not to cry. To be honest, it was a losing battle with tears welling. I stared, unseeingly at the bulkhead in the surgical bay.</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="d810f7d5-0f8b-4e9f-8a4b-b89c0090f8a0" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-d810f7d5-0f8b-4e9f-8a4b-b89c0090f8a0" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Swan to Ark Station, thrusters will deploy in T-minus five minutes," Charlie's disembodied voice said through the intercom system. "Make sure everyone is strapped in." There was a pause and he let out a breath. "May we meet again …"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8856a5f1-e12c-487d-bc2d-8c1f1e246d0d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8856a5f1-e12c-487d-bc2d-8c1f1e246d0d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"May we meet again," I whispered back. "We will find each other again, Charlie." My eyes fluttered shut as tears streaked down my cheeks, the battle lost. "I love you …"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="37956d82-243f-4a2e-a610-a70fe7c2eb13" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-37956d82-243f-4a2e-a610-a70fe7c2eb13" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Carlisle took my hand, squeezing my fingers. "We'll figure out a way to get Charlie down to the Ground. I promise you," he murmured. "We did not spend hours and all of our blood stores to put him back together for him to die of hypoxia."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="43d26781-e014-4e14-a278-e531ad748a87" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-43d26781-e014-4e14-a278-e531ad748a87" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"How can we do that? It's not like there's rockets to get up to the outer ring when we get down to the surface," I hissed angrily. "He's going to die up here."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="fd8f6894-c090-4f6d-99dc-d74e4aa637b4" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-fd8f6894-c090-4f6d-99dc-d74e4aa637b4" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We have the most brilliant minds on the Ark, we can figure something out," Carlisle soothed.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a060cb48-3d09-41a2-84d0-9ffacf538b37" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a060cb48-3d09-41a2-84d0-9ffacf538b37" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"T-minus one minute," Charlie announced. "Ren, hug our baby girl for me."</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOIPd7y02ma6SL7c3ED4DZKI_9qTdHkTaBstHzDkg1qpNzJRqQ3zpy024My6xCxAA38Y_7Afx193x2Gr1qDfUuGtD-tph3ebwXu0BBXASXOeADLup_ZvxXTpfdDce5WyLXpwQFmipnBdomvySkjRiwckb02hFRjxUbM4jjXnVY42IbA8J2x2mTUmCOcY/s640/The_ark_coming_down_1x13.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOIPd7y02ma6SL7c3ED4DZKI_9qTdHkTaBstHzDkg1qpNzJRqQ3zpy024My6xCxAA38Y_7Afx193x2Gr1qDfUuGtD-tph3ebwXu0BBXASXOeADLup_ZvxXTpfdDce5WyLXpwQFmipnBdomvySkjRiwckb02hFRjxUbM4jjXnVY42IbA8J2x2mTUmCOcY/s16000/The_ark_coming_down_1x13.webp" /></a></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a060cb48-3d09-41a2-84d0-9ffacf538b37" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a060cb48-3d09-41a2-84d0-9ffacf538b37" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-64026311046733449972023-07-28T00:00:00.001-05:002023-07-28T00:00:00.147-05:00Worth the Fight Teaser<p> <span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Early the next morning, Bella snuck out of the bedroom. Edward, despite being exhausted, tossed and turned. His body took a beating, and he was paying for it now. In the living space, she found Carlisle and Charlie. “Good morning.” She kissed her father’s cheek and smiled at Carlisle. “Can Edward get a massage this morning? He was in pain last night.”</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="25dafe81-7748-414d-a121-6e25cd8fed82" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-25dafe81-7748-414d-a121-6e25cd8fed82" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Take it easy on him,” Carlisle answered. “Avoid the bruises on his body, especially around his ribs. There are some small fractures in the bones.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="87a6f9d4-6636-4eb8-ab6c-a956de24f210" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-87a6f9d4-6636-4eb8-ab6c-a956de24f210" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Can he also get some pain killers? He’s not fighting for at least a month. One Vicodin won’t kill him,” Bella huffed.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f48195a1-a07d-4d84-b17e-9b04fea16cf7" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f48195a1-a07d-4d84-b17e-9b04fea16cf7" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“I have some, but I’m not going to drug him without his consent,” Carlisle said, checking his watch. “I have a teleconference meeting in an hour. I hate talking over Zoom. I’ll leave some Vicodin with your dad, but don’t push it. Edward is very particular about what he puts in his body.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="c352fc3f-1ecb-4d3c-9827-4bbda4e7a501" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-c352fc3f-1ecb-4d3c-9827-4bbda4e7a501" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“I know,” she nodded. Blinking to her dad, she smirked. “Don’t you have some fighter to train? Or a meeting to go to?”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f1bcd240-f26b-4666-9500-cde19c29a54d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f1bcd240-f26b-4666-9500-cde19c29a54d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Actually, I don’t. I was hoping to spend the day with you and Edward,” Charlie retorted with a shit-eating grin.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e630875a-fe8d-49db-ac6a-e48068a1a5ea" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e630875a-fe8d-49db-ac6a-e48068a1a5ea" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Dad!” Bella huffed. “Really? I don’t think so.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="23dcb4ec-f236-4b87-be77-17b9276b64dc" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-23dcb4ec-f236-4b87-be77-17b9276b64dc" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“He doesn’t,” Carlisle snickered. “He’s actually checking out another fighter to possibly join the Bull Dog family. Your car will be here in ten minutes.” He got up from his spot. “I’m going down to the business center and then I’m meeting Alice and Esme to go out for lunch and an afternoon of shopping.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0419b0bd-aa07-44ea-8001-54d4f2d41482" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0419b0bd-aa07-44ea-8001-54d4f2d41482" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Oooh, have fun,” Bella sang. “Better you than me.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="50aef094-f99c-421a-858d-6846d9141bf9" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-50aef094-f99c-421a-858d-6846d9141bf9" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“I’d rather have a hip replacement without being sedated,” Carlisle grumbled, picking up his computer bag as he left.</p><div class="block-list-appender wp-block" contenteditable="false" data-block="true" tabindex="-1"><div class="block-editor-default-block-appender" data-root-client-id=""><p aria-label="Add default block" class="block-editor-default-block-appender__content" role="button" tabindex="0"></p></div></div>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-51823278756546493682023-07-27T16:23:00.005-05:002023-07-27T16:23:47.243-05:00May We Meet Again Update<p><a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14088892/15/May-We-Meet-Again" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">MWMA Ch. 14 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="302ce615-6318-4c38-87f9-ce3ecb66ed0e" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-302ce615-6318-4c38-87f9-ce3ecb66ed0e" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/39666054/chapters/123388405">MWMA Ch. 14 on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="9751a5b6-903f-4784-b985-d6f0a5346e60" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-9751a5b6-903f-4784-b985-d6f0a5346e60" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12562&chapter=16">MWMA Ch. 14 on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7dc567f6-6f7b-43db-a02a-05016b49fda1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7dc567f6-6f7b-43db-a02a-05016b49fda1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a4762629-c2eb-471a-97b2-20a089b86e72" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a4762629-c2eb-471a-97b2-20a089b86e72" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Edward and I sprinted back to Mount Weather. Upon our arrival, we saw a puddle of blood on the concrete near the garage. It was a lot of blood and if the person walked from the drop ship, they'd lost significantly more on the way. I stepped in front of Edward, rubbing his arms. He was tense. The muscles in his jaw ticked and his verdant gaze was unseeing. "Edward, look at me," I whispered. "Please …?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="85d56cee-b326-4dfb-bdea-3f3e39b6f0c9" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-85d56cee-b326-4dfb-bdea-3f3e39b6f0c9" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"She's going to die," he choked out brokenly. "My sister … I won't get to know her … With that much blood."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="dbfc37cb-e392-4349-85c9-97abf03f37fc" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-dbfc37cb-e392-4349-85c9-97abf03f37fc" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"You don't know that," I said. "I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that she'll be okay. It might take time, but you have to trust me. Do you trust me?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="68f78261-2f03-4bc0-a457-5cc487320aca" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-68f78261-2f03-4bc0-a457-5cc487320aca" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"With my life," he answered. "You're the only person I trust to save her. Please, help her, Bella."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="352b349f-55c3-43e4-97e5-aef058fbaba7" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-352b349f-55c3-43e4-97e5-aef058fbaba7" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Then, let me do that," I said, caressing his cheek. He captured my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm. Standing on my tiptoes, I brushed my lips over his and took his hand, tugging on it. "Come with me. Let's go down to medical." I blinked to Emmett, giving him a look. "Can you clean that up?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1b105611-166f-41f4-8da6-1c11b83b2a19" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1b105611-166f-41f4-8da6-1c11b83b2a19" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Sure thing, Bella," Emmett nodded. "She stumbled in from the south, collapsing as soon as she hit the concrete. This tiny thing appeared like a ghost, covered in blood, leaves and dirt. She couldn't talk, only grunting and pointing at the door. I radioed Austin, who came up with a team and brought her down to medical."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ece77b29-55e9-4298-a93b-764456647593" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ece77b29-55e9-4298-a93b-764456647593" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I'm heading down there now. Thank you, Emmett," I said. I squeezed Edward's hand, leading him into the mountain and down to the medical unit. Austin was down in medical and was monitoring the patient. Edward's fingers tightened around mine. His breath hitched as he gently tugged me to stop. "What is it, Edward?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f480cb6a-62b2-4a0a-88dc-674fb4f2136f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f480cb6a-62b2-4a0a-88dc-674fb4f2136f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"It's Alice," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "She has a birthmark on her left arm that's in the shape of heart. It's there." He walked over to her swollen arm, indicating to small heart-shaped blemish on her tanned skin.</p></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7dc567f6-6f7b-43db-a02a-05016b49fda1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7dc567f6-6f7b-43db-a02a-05016b49fda1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-38809254471051269202023-07-26T12:34:00.003-05:002023-07-26T12:34:48.930-05:00Worth the Fight Update<p> <a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14117026/42/Worth-the-Fight" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">WTF Ch. 40 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7cca29d7-1621-47d5-9fd0-a43428efad54" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7cca29d7-1621-47d5-9fd0-a43428efad54" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/40727478/chapters/123313900">WTF Ch. 40 on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a765d4d6-b261-4117-b97f-b9419c8b0a4d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a765d4d6-b261-4117-b97f-b9419c8b0a4d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12581&chapter=42">WTF Ch. 40 on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="07184298-f955-46de-926f-d517ca147f77" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-07184298-f955-46de-926f-d517ca147f77" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.wattpad.com/1366649246-worth-the-fight-chapter-forty">WTF Ch. 40 on Wattpad</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="5b3f0af5-529a-405d-85e5-8db3639736fd" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-5b3f0af5-529a-405d-85e5-8db3639736fd" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Follow the light, Edward," Carlisle commanded. He moved the light slowly across his field of vision, then moving it up and down. Edward's gaze followed it, sharp and clear. "Good. Does your head hurt, aside from the stitches above your eyebrow?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="b2decf78-b9fd-4b95-bf07-ec9d83292955" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-b2decf78-b9fd-4b95-bf07-ec9d83292955" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"The jaw and temple are the most tender," Edward said, pointing to where he had several bruises. "But, my ribs hurt the most."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="2a37891a-1893-45b4-8475-85a1887308f3" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-2a37891a-1893-45b4-8475-85a1887308f3" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Let me take a few films. The blows might have aggravated the previous breaks," Carlisle said. "Do you want to shower before I take the x-rays?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="626eda91-5960-4444-acf4-bbd4b5864f4d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-626eda91-5960-4444-acf4-bbd4b5864f4d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Yeah, I can't handle my own stench. Plus, Jacob? He was rank," Edward shuddered. "I really don't want to put on my suit, though."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ab399a0c-ab36-43ef-8737-31c32cbd3062" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ab399a0c-ab36-43ef-8737-31c32cbd3062" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We've got the press conference after this. Sorry, son," Charlie chuckled, wearing his own suit, having changed after the fight. During the fight, he was in a pair of black cargo pants and black long-sleeved shirt. It allowed him to carry a lot of supplies without having to carry a bulky bag. It also hid any blood spatter from the fight. Now, Charlie was in an all-black suit with a purple tie that matched the tone of Edward's fighting trunks. "You represent Bull Dog in all facets, Edward."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8aac9555-f996-4708-a9ab-f91f11d25545" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8aac9555-f996-4708-a9ab-f91f11d25545" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Okay, okay," Edward snorted, sliding off the table and into the private bathroom.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7QoDO9Va3jgEZbnwtAOgczBKX3biO634niR7K6Wj-El2bVJN-L7wF6mgnX9uREYwUwfFtLz-6M7dY46vBEqUVOayfDcWQhO5cf38ueOJ05fLcQ-h2gbtdWbBM-X9bekXq7bpwITdiLGkbJo4pBhXi0pRHjj59TL_ApCs_9rGVe7IsNYdBblxP4IXLzfs/s2700/WorththeFight.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2700" data-original-width="1800" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7QoDO9Va3jgEZbnwtAOgczBKX3biO634niR7K6Wj-El2bVJN-L7wF6mgnX9uREYwUwfFtLz-6M7dY46vBEqUVOayfDcWQhO5cf38ueOJ05fLcQ-h2gbtdWbBM-X9bekXq7bpwITdiLGkbJo4pBhXi0pRHjj59TL_ApCs_9rGVe7IsNYdBblxP4IXLzfs/w426-h640/WorththeFight.png" width="426" /></a></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8aac9555-f996-4708-a9ab-f91f11d25545" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8aac9555-f996-4708-a9ab-f91f11d25545" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-64495931063468183372023-07-17T13:39:00.003-05:002023-07-17T13:39:52.702-05:00May We Meet Again Teaser<p><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">Edward and I sprinted back to Mount Weather. Upon our arrival, we saw a puddle of blood on the concrete near the garage. It was a lot of blood and if the person walked from the drop ship, they'd lost significantly more on the way. I stepped in front of Edward, rubbing his arms. He was tense. The muscles in his jaw ticked and his verdant gaze was unseeing. "Edward, look at me," I whispered. "Please …?"</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="b1d7e273-4067-4f05-82f1-7d735304544e" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-b1d7e273-4067-4f05-82f1-7d735304544e" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"She's going to die," he choked out brokenly. "My sister … I won't get to know her … With that much blood."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8e36b5aa-6904-4e82-ad6b-76b6294fa31c" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8e36b5aa-6904-4e82-ad6b-76b6294fa31c" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"You don't know that," I said. "I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that she'll be okay. It might take time, but you have to trust me. Do you trust me?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="606a6585-078c-46d9-9cfc-b057be5ff29c" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-606a6585-078c-46d9-9cfc-b057be5ff29c" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"With my life," he answered. "You're the only person I trust to save her. Please, help her, Bella."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="eb7fd306-612e-4c02-a09b-aba6e4b3ed88" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-eb7fd306-612e-4c02-a09b-aba6e4b3ed88" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Then, let me do that," I said, caressing his cheek. He captured my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm. Standing on my tiptoes, I brushed my lips over his and took his hand, tugging on it. "Come with me. Let's go down to medical." I blinked to Emmett, giving him a look. "Can you clean that up?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="b75a7596-5501-4c6c-8cbc-d23a11e3a72d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-b75a7596-5501-4c6c-8cbc-d23a11e3a72d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Sure thing, Bella," Emmett nodded. "She stumbled in from the south, collapsing as soon as she hit the concrete. This tiny thing appeared like a ghost, covered in blood, leaves and dirt. She couldn't talk, only grunting and pointing at the door. I radioed Austin, who came up with a team and brought her down to medical."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f73cd447-d6f7-4f32-9838-f9db4c43665b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f73cd447-d6f7-4f32-9838-f9db4c43665b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I'm heading down there now. Thank you, Emmett," I said. I squeezed Edward's hand, leading him into the mountain and down to the medical unit. Austin was down in medical and was monitoring the patient. Edward's fingers tightened around mine. His breath hitched as he gently tugged me to stop. "What is it, Edward?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="074a1f5f-93ce-4caf-bedc-00b0d4a053de" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-074a1f5f-93ce-4caf-bedc-00b0d4a053de" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"It's Alice," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "She has a birthmark on her left arm that's in the shape of heart. It's there." 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white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-34803139194517897972023-07-16T16:08:00.004-05:002023-07-16T16:08:57.184-05:00Worth the Fight Update<p><a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14117026/40/Worth-the-Fight" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">WTF Ch. 39 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="d1b078ab-9af1-409c-862a-0794c0e3cd9a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-d1b078ab-9af1-409c-862a-0794c0e3cd9a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/40727478/chapters/122684668">WTF Ch. 39 on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f59ef18d-1b19-4f0e-b315-88020423109c" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f59ef18d-1b19-4f0e-b315-88020423109c" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12581&chapter=40">WTF Ch. 39 on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="92dee477-43c0-496d-aaa4-984c067137d8" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-92dee477-43c0-496d-aaa4-984c067137d8" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.wattpad.com/1363282143-worth-the-fight-chapter-thirty-nine">WTF Ch. 39 on Wattpad</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3V3v9gFiN8mnJ8d1e9n550zaN442384k6-fd5umiDsP0rE2sQbZlZ5ocV1vF7aPZPfDf3FnaZNUY-YwgKJUg7Dwz1hpRzJxDcuvvIesnr4qREpWJetKQxxIE-p7ND2FCqdt3kGMy2b9alEoamDp6X-mH5_HL9e2E12fYEcOl5vxl2zrese0BAEv9fVYc/s630/download.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="387" data-original-width="630" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3V3v9gFiN8mnJ8d1e9n550zaN442384k6-fd5umiDsP0rE2sQbZlZ5ocV1vF7aPZPfDf3FnaZNUY-YwgKJUg7Dwz1hpRzJxDcuvvIesnr4qREpWJetKQxxIE-p7ND2FCqdt3kGMy2b9alEoamDp6X-mH5_HL9e2E12fYEcOl5vxl2zrese0BAEv9fVYc/w640-h394/download.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ac2f9763-66d4-439b-8d4c-3f4f2d8ded37" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ac2f9763-66d4-439b-8d4c-3f4f2d8ded37" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"> “Gloves, mouth guard, water bottle, ID,” Edward mumbled as he packed his bag. “Trunks? I need trunks.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f3d37e55-b3b0-4d11-8743-d4b5fbcd9b5f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f3d37e55-b3b0-4d11-8743-d4b5fbcd9b5f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“In our haste, I forgot to give you the trunks,” Bella said, scurrying over to him. She was in a pair of jeans and one of his button downs for before the fight. She’d change into a black cocktail dress with sky-high heels for actual event. “Here, Edward. You have to wear our colors, baby.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1a44c9d0-b350-4bdc-9727-d5a05a465b3f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1a44c9d0-b350-4bdc-9727-d5a05a465b3f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">She handed him a box with the Bull Dog logo etched on top. He placed the box on the bed, opening it and grinning. Inside was a pair of deep purple trunks, with matching compression shorts for underneath. Under the trunks was a bright red robe with the Bull Dog logo on the back and his name spelled above his heart. “Wow … this is awesome! Thank you, angel.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="05edecd2-43bd-4e87-863d-313ca405cd27" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-05edecd2-43bd-4e87-863d-313ca405cd27" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Looks much better than the Volterra colors,” she said, taking the trunks and placing them in his bag. Turning and taking his hands, she smiled up at him. “You are going to kick so much ass, Edward. I’m proud of you and I love you so much.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="b32b7e66-f9b7-47a2-8e72-28377283d17e" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-b32b7e66-f9b7-47a2-8e72-28377283d17e" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers. “I love you, Bella. I couldn’t have done this without you or without your dad. I’m so afraid that he’s pissed that I’m retiring.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="60ac57ac-12b8-4510-a2c3-a2088f913786" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-60ac57ac-12b8-4510-a2c3-a2088f913786" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“He’s not, baby. He gets it,” Bella vowed, playing with his hair at the nape of his neck. “Don’t think about that. Think about the fight.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="540084c2-7b97-47b9-80de-476701900957" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-540084c2-7b97-47b9-80de-476701900957" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Charlie barged into the room, scowling. “Tick tock, Masen. We’ve got to be at weigh-in …”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1e87398d-00fd-42c4-91b2-bf4abc906bb8" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1e87398d-00fd-42c4-91b2-bf4abc906bb8" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“I was just giving Edward the trunks,” Bella retorted, scowling right back at her father. “Yeesh, Dad. Calm your tits.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8113e142-a17b-4186-96de-ca1e889254a5" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8113e142-a17b-4186-96de-ca1e889254a5" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Sorry, Little Bells, but we’ve got to go. 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white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-55328158247097281802023-07-15T12:39:00.002-05:002023-07-15T12:39:30.033-05:00Worth the Fight Teaser<p> <span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">“Gloves, mouth guard, water bottle, ID,” Edward mumbled as he packed his bag. “Trunks? I need trunks.”</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="30f3fb14-db15-4c88-8e8d-3051b17d9fb5" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-30f3fb14-db15-4c88-8e8d-3051b17d9fb5" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“In our haste, I forgot to give you the trunks,” Bella said, scurrying over to him. She was in a pair of jeans and one of his button downs for before the fight. She’d change into a black cocktail dress with sky-high heels for actual event. “Here, Edward. You have to wear our colors, baby.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="596131b0-5690-4073-86e2-af712a78ad2f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-596131b0-5690-4073-86e2-af712a78ad2f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">She handed him a box with the Bull Dog logo etched on top. He placed the box on the bed, opening it and grinning. Inside was a pair of deep purple trunks, with matching compression shorts for underneath. Under the trunks was a bright red robe with the Bull Dog logo on the back and his name spelled above his heart. “Wow … this is awesome! Thank you, angel.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ceb1ff36-c8b3-478d-9dc5-04153fe89519" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ceb1ff36-c8b3-478d-9dc5-04153fe89519" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Looks much better than the Volterra colors,” she said, taking the trunks and placing them in his bag. Turning and taking his hands, she smiled up at him. “You are going to kick so much ass, Edward. I’m proud of you and I love you so much.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="29de2afd-1dba-457f-83c0-caf91502ad79" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-29de2afd-1dba-457f-83c0-caf91502ad79" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers. “I love you, Bella. I couldn’t have done this without you or without your dad. I’m so afraid that he’s pissed that I’m retiring.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="d5b53868-0eb9-4787-9755-c5bc94a36778" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-d5b53868-0eb9-4787-9755-c5bc94a36778" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“He’s not, baby. He gets it,” Bella vowed, playing with his hair at the nape of his neck. “Don’t think about that. Think about the fight.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e3ea2509-3569-4996-90e5-0fd9848936a6" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e3ea2509-3569-4996-90e5-0fd9848936a6" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Charlie barged into the room, scowling. “Tick tock, Masen. We’ve got to be at weigh-in …”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7dffee00-a62f-4afb-9e93-f8639b8bd062" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7dffee00-a62f-4afb-9e93-f8639b8bd062" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“I was just giving Edward the trunks,” Bella retorted, scowling right back at her father. “Yeesh, Dad. Calm your tits.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="3eb7e737-aad4-407e-a214-f389794be49f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-3eb7e737-aad4-407e-a214-f389794be49f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Sorry, Little Bells, but we’ve got to go. 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white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em data-rich-text-format-boundary="true">“A minute, Chancellor,” Sinclair replied. “And, sir? In peace may you leave the shore …”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8893e06a-c58f-4e0e-9609-503462aad68d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8893e06a-c58f-4e0e-9609-503462aad68d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“In love may you find the next,” added Esme.</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="86bf5ed9-eca0-43e2-bfb9-e3e6773e7565" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-86bf5ed9-eca0-43e2-bfb9-e3e6773e7565" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“Safe passage on your travels,” said Alec.</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0b89b61c-9a24-4cbe-bc38-c8abfa51c3c1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0b89b61c-9a24-4cbe-bc38-c8abfa51c3c1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“Until our final journey to the ground,” cried Carlisle. “I shall miss you, brother.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="fdc521ab-c191-414d-ab29-bfc8042d72a6" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-fdc521ab-c191-414d-ab29-bfc8042d72a6" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“May we meet again,” Renee sniffled. “And, we will meet again, Charlie. I love you.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="b1d9933e-e09c-4ed7-beaa-3f8434ed235b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-b1d9933e-e09c-4ed7-beaa-3f8434ed235b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“I love you, too, Ren,” I choked out, pressing the buttons to release the Ark. “May we meet again.” I disconnected the call and released the Ark from the central ring. The station vibrated with the power of the thrusters. I fell onto my ass, groaning as my injury barked. I monitored its departure, breathing deeply as it cleared the central ring. Scrambling up, I walked to the window as I watched what remained of the Ark descended into the atmosphere. Pressing my hand to the window, I repeated brokenly, “May we meet again.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="c331a9f1-f241-49da-8fa1-fefed2f1d3f2" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-c331a9f1-f241-49da-8fa1-fefed2f1d3f2" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“Dad?”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f61b3382-84a0-4cf0-a367-00cd9eccb0ad" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f61b3382-84a0-4cf0-a367-00cd9eccb0ad" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">I blinked my eyes, trying to reconcile the fact that my daughter was standing before me. She wore a doctor’s coat and a warm smile, reminding me of her mother, but a younger version. <em>You’re losing your shit, Swan</em>. <em>Bella is on the ground. She’s not on the Ark.</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f534cf07-89e3-4752-80e0-62665395ea3e" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f534cf07-89e3-4752-80e0-62665395ea3e" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“You’re not losing it, Dad,” Bella snorted. “I’m here. In a sense.” I walked over to her, reaching out to touch her, but her form evaporated like a puff of smoke. She reappeared the same way, but standing further away. “I’m in your mind, Dad. I’m just … I’m here to help you. This is not your end.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="58ea0ffd-6223-4fd1-9443-f73634d013e0" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-58ea0ffd-6223-4fd1-9443-f73634d013e0" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“But, baby girl, I deserve this fate,” I argued. “I hurt you. I hurt your mother. Let me do this one last thing. This is my penance. My choices broke our family.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a0e5455c-cacf-430a-9d5b-6844a5258037" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a0e5455c-cacf-430a-9d5b-6844a5258037" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“The Ark broke our family. It was overcrowded, overwrought and overused. All in all, the time of the Ark is in the past. Our time on the ground is our future. Now, I’m going to help you join your family so the real Bella can actually forgive you. She might be a hard nut to crack … In time, though, she will forgive you.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8a48a280-218e-46af-951b-a3401e6878cc" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8a48a280-218e-46af-951b-a3401e6878cc" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Ain’t that the truth?” I huffed. “My daughter is more stubborn than me.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="bdd9cc6f-918c-425f-bfef-5cf0fe17e5b6" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-bdd9cc6f-918c-425f-bfef-5cf0fe17e5b6" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“And, she’s far more brilliant,” dream Bella smirked. “That’s why your brain conjured me and not, let’s say Carlisle or your wife. I can help you get out of this pickle. Have you ever had a pickle? I’ve heard they’re delicious and I want to try one.”</p></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ea5bfc4a-ef4d-4cda-aac5-bac878729df7" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ea5bfc4a-ef4d-4cda-aac5-bac878729df7" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-27684855675497640622023-07-12T13:50:00.001-05:002023-07-12T13:50:14.272-05:00Worth the Fight Update<p><a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14117026/39/Worth-the-Fight" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">WTF Ch. 37 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1169ffce-f6bd-4c6e-bb6a-52130dd6a709" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1169ffce-f6bd-4c6e-bb6a-52130dd6a709" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/40727478/chapters/122421994">WTF Ch. 37 on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a16a411a-9cdb-4d0b-aaae-aa591a53fc7a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a16a411a-9cdb-4d0b-aaae-aa591a53fc7a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12581&chapter=39">WTF Ch. 37 on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f77f507a-d247-407c-8bf5-32ab6a2eebf3" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f77f507a-d247-407c-8bf5-32ab6a2eebf3" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.wattpad.com/1361927507-worth-the-fight-chapter-thirty-seven">WTF Ch. 37 on Wattpad</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7igDzsygtdD7GFLphQeYpsHptHwxqQmF48NXx2eLJULRDfoI1EJxIPzgqrVj6uFizoEbz7GS_hlmbK43fAbG-5viTTnWRsdSFoRFt1Ub0J_2svdPrpe-U9FGMyve6sieufKomOqNIu1LBnDQ5BNxuXXR9LNm1vPTVR_Bzz_zRXsjMmGjlTrIjRztyUcI/s2700/WorththeFight.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2700" data-original-width="1800" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7igDzsygtdD7GFLphQeYpsHptHwxqQmF48NXx2eLJULRDfoI1EJxIPzgqrVj6uFizoEbz7GS_hlmbK43fAbG-5viTTnWRsdSFoRFt1Ub0J_2svdPrpe-U9FGMyve6sieufKomOqNIu1LBnDQ5BNxuXXR9LNm1vPTVR_Bzz_zRXsjMmGjlTrIjRztyUcI/w426-h640/WorththeFight.png" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ac0a77a5-a61c-4890-9f68-00893b86227b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ac0a77a5-a61c-4890-9f68-00893b86227b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Swallowing, Edward kept his eyes on Bella. "Arm around my neck, angel. Hold on tight."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="cee62161-72e2-4b75-baf7-840e93c32b14" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-cee62161-72e2-4b75-baf7-840e93c32b14" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"I know that you won't drop me," Bella murmured, kissing him deeply. As they kissed, Edward swept her up into his arms. He held her bridal style in the center of the living room. Carrying her out of the living room, he made his way to her bedroom, never breaking the kiss or relinquishing his hold on her body, all curves, and softness.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="85cb1c76-016c-44ba-b1a6-9d6c36306804" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-85cb1c76-016c-44ba-b1a6-9d6c36306804" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Inside the bedroom, it was lit with garland with twinkle lights along the window. It gave the room an ethereal glow, making the pendant resting on her skin sparkle magically. All Edward wanted was to see Bella in nothing but that pendant.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="7f00c8ef-5133-45e0-bb31-39eccab75d46" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-7f00c8ef-5133-45e0-bb31-39eccab75d46" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">They'd been together for six months. In that time, they explored every inch of their bodies without making love. Bella's orgasms were amazing when he licked her to oblivion. She loved when he went down on her, which was something that Jacob never did, she explained. He found it to be truly disgusting. In reality, it was the farthest thing from disgusting … it was intimate and something that … only they shared.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="8f497e5d-1ff8-4d88-a42d-2a9f312210f4" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-8f497e5d-1ff8-4d88-a42d-2a9f312210f4" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Edward appreciated Bella's brand of blowjobs. The slow, sensual teasing which made him quake with need. She knew exactly what buttons to push to make him come.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="131dafd6-58f1-4a30-9bec-411c7d017421" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-131dafd6-58f1-4a30-9bec-411c7d017421" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">They also learned that both of them enjoyed the thrill of being caught. A quick blowjob in her office; getting fingered in the locker room; a hand job on the drive to work; having oral sex in the hot tub … the more public, the more thrilling and more messy the orgasms.</p></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f77f507a-d247-407c-8bf5-32ab6a2eebf3" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f77f507a-d247-407c-8bf5-32ab6a2eebf3" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-21810841172024415872023-07-11T00:00:00.001-05:002023-07-11T00:00:00.136-05:00Worth the Fight Teaser<p> <em data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">With a glint in her eyes, she opened the bag and pulled out two burgundy boxes. She opened the larger of the two, finding a large diamond pendant with pave diamonds set all around it. “It’s called a halo setting … you’ve been like an angel for me. It seemed fitting for you, gorgeous,” he explained.</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="53cf0aee-23cc-4e6a-88bd-84dbad3b1e4a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-53cf0aee-23cc-4e6a-88bd-84dbad3b1e4a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“This is beyond exquisite,” she breathed. “Put it on me?”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="66bddf2d-3f58-4b65-99cb-c07cd7428d2c" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-66bddf2d-3f58-4b65-99cb-c07cd7428d2c" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“I’ll try. My big paws might not be able to handle it,” he laughed.</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="6d1e68ec-9511-498c-9744-803ba70eb658" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-6d1e68ec-9511-498c-9744-803ba70eb658" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“Shut it. You have elegant, beautiful hands,” Bella argued. He managed to put it on, and she weaved their fingers together. “See?”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e460e92d-0342-44ce-8aa5-68d72cdd28da" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e460e92d-0342-44ce-8aa5-68d72cdd28da" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“You’re not done, Bella,” he chided. “There’s more.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="842d4edf-3919-480e-8ac9-df3f9ec47903" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-842d4edf-3919-480e-8ac9-df3f9ec47903" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“This is already too much, but thank you,” Bella said, taking out another box. The other box held a pair of matching earrings. “I’ll wear them when I’m at the fight on New Year’s Eve. Your own personal angel watching over you.” Closing the box, she stared at him … “Make love to me, Edward. I’m ready. I know that I’m ready for you and to show you that I love you.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="4f39b82b-0a0f-4c68-b79f-bf4c9a3e26aa" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-4f39b82b-0a0f-4c68-b79f-bf4c9a3e26aa" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“You’re it for me, angel,” Edward vowed. “Once we cross this bridge, there’s no turning back. We’re sharing one body, one soul … I won’t let go of you. I love you.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="b4e92480-6141-4467-87bd-d8226cfd1ec4" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-b4e92480-6141-4467-87bd-d8226cfd1ec4" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“I don’t think I could let go of you if I tried,” Bella said, tracing her fingers down his handsome face. “Make me yours.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="919fadfb-1b94-42d3-bb2d-8e658295445b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-919fadfb-1b94-42d3-bb2d-8e658295445b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Swallowing, Edward kept his eyes on Bella. “Arm around my neck, angel. Hold on tight.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="25f0bf77-4480-445c-b663-9e3488a3342d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-25f0bf77-4480-445c-b663-9e3488a3342d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“I know that you won’t drop me,” Bella murmured, kissing him deeply. As they kissed, Edward swept her up into his arms. He held her bridal style in the center of the living room. Carrying her out of the living room, he made his way to her bedroom, never breaking the kiss or relinquishing his hold on her body, all curves, and softness.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="1128616e-4feb-4960-867a-7798f2853e10" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-1128616e-4feb-4960-867a-7798f2853e10" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Inside the bedroom, it was lit with garland with twinkle lights along the window. It gave the room an ethereal glow, making the pendant resting on her skin sparkle magically. All Edward wanted was to see Bella in nothing but that pendant.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="525f29a6-e21a-4126-b15a-11c1abd61747" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-525f29a6-e21a-4126-b15a-11c1abd61747" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">They’d been together for six months. In that time, they explored every inch of their bodies without making love. Bella’s orgasms were amazing when he licked her to oblivion. She loved when he went down on her, which was something that Jacob never did, she explained. He found it to be truly disgusting. In reality, it was the farthest thing from disgusting … it was intimate and something that … only they shared.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0380b540-6110-4743-ade4-badc8b48bac1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0380b540-6110-4743-ade4-badc8b48bac1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">Edward appreciated Bella’s brand of blowjobs. The slow, sensual teasing which made him quake with need. She knew exactly what buttons to push to make him come.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="4885b8fb-72bc-4460-86e8-8f784fa4ae5d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-4885b8fb-72bc-4460-86e8-8f784fa4ae5d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">They also learned that both of them enjoyed the thrill of being caught. A quick blowjob in her office; getting fingered in the locker room; a hand job on the drive to work; having oral sex in the hot tub … the more public, the more thrilling and more messy the orgasms.</p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-32627567461044477362023-07-10T00:00:00.001-05:002023-07-10T00:00:00.133-05:00May We Meet Again Teaser<p> <em data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">“Sinclair, when does the window open?”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="c39a57e7-4c37-4865-b65c-61990bff4fef" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-c39a57e7-4c37-4865-b65c-61990bff4fef" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“A minute, Chancellor,” Sinclair replied. “And, sir? In peace may you leave the shore …”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="23795650-da4a-4aca-81bf-c8be5496c2f2" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-23795650-da4a-4aca-81bf-c8be5496c2f2" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“In love may you find the next,” added Esme.</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="fc7f6a11-318f-4a9a-a70c-1b8b8fef29d9" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-fc7f6a11-318f-4a9a-a70c-1b8b8fef29d9" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“Safe passage on your travels,” said Alec.</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="d790b97f-dcbc-49db-afad-19076d7b8b3f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-d790b97f-dcbc-49db-afad-19076d7b8b3f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“Until our final journey to the ground,” cried Carlisle. “I shall miss you, brother.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="69e01477-6b30-441a-8c71-3d9797bafdf1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-69e01477-6b30-441a-8c71-3d9797bafdf1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“May we meet again,” Renee sniffled. “And, we will meet again, Charlie. I love you.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="2b9683e2-bd47-4cbd-8616-c5519356b6f5" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-2b9683e2-bd47-4cbd-8616-c5519356b6f5" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“I love you, too, Ren,” I choked out, pressing the buttons to release the Ark. “May we meet again.” I disconnected the call and released the Ark from the central ring. The station vibrated with the power of the thrusters. I fell onto my ass, groaning as my injury barked. I monitored its departure, breathing deeply as it cleared the central ring. Scrambling up, I walked to the window as I watched what remained of the Ark descended into the atmosphere. Pressing my hand to the window, I repeated brokenly, “May we meet again.”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a1322935-25b4-479a-b83d-0dff818b4289" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a1322935-25b4-479a-b83d-0dff818b4289" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><em>“Dad?”</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="4110e9f7-9fd4-4865-b5b7-3a63b4f18f06" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-4110e9f7-9fd4-4865-b5b7-3a63b4f18f06" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">I blinked my eyes, trying to reconcile the fact that my daughter was standing before me. She wore a doctor’s coat and a warm smile, reminding me of her mother, but a younger version. <em>You’re losing your shit, Swan</em>. <em>Bella is on the ground. She’s not on the Ark.</em></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e8252249-9c2f-4eec-bf87-d767c4141fd4" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e8252249-9c2f-4eec-bf87-d767c4141fd4" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“You’re not losing it, Dad,” Bella snorted. “I’m here. In a sense.” I walked over to her, reaching out to touch her, but her form evaporated like a puff of smoke. She reappeared the same way, but standing further away. “I’m in your mind, Dad. I’m just … I’m here to help you. This is not your end.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0ea311ea-c976-460f-af29-cd5533717758" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0ea311ea-c976-460f-af29-cd5533717758" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“But, baby girl, I deserve this fate,” I argued. “I hurt you. I hurt your mother. Let me do this one last thing. This is my penance. My choices broke our family.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="75c9e189-6f1b-4b24-bb8a-8dd4ed1b9536" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-75c9e189-6f1b-4b24-bb8a-8dd4ed1b9536" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“The Ark broke our family. It was overcrowded, overwrought and overused. All in all, the time of the Ark is in the past. Our time on the ground is our future. Now, I’m going to help you join your family so the real Bella can actually forgive you. She might be a hard nut to crack … In time, though, she will forgive you.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="edeb4831-631a-40e9-8a58-30560fee7d9d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-edeb4831-631a-40e9-8a58-30560fee7d9d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Ain’t that the truth?” I huffed. “My daughter is more stubborn than me.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e3c6ced9-ec19-4a5f-ae3d-06060ba64712" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e3c6ced9-ec19-4a5f-ae3d-06060ba64712" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“And, she’s far more brilliant,” dream Bella smirked. “That’s why your brain conjured me and not, let’s say Carlisle or your wife. I can help you get out of this pickle. Have you ever had a pickle? I’ve heard they’re delicious and I want to try one.”</p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-10740226253574543242023-07-09T12:50:00.004-05:002023-07-09T12:50:26.585-05:00Worth the Fight Update<p><a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14117026/38/Worth-the-Fight" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">WTF Ch. 36 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="cf879b6e-0c5a-4865-be4c-2c1546aa4f80" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-cf879b6e-0c5a-4865-be4c-2c1546aa4f80" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/40727478/chapters/122263186">WTF Ch. 36 on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="59e0f8d2-4ab3-4b61-8f25-696e002ef957" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-59e0f8d2-4ab3-4b61-8f25-696e002ef957" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12581&chapter=38">WTF Ch. 36 on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="95fd3832-51e5-4c80-a9c3-5d969ee19f10" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-95fd3832-51e5-4c80-a9c3-5d969ee19f10" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.wattpad.com/1360877012-worth-the-fight-chapter-thirty-six">WTF Ch. 36 on Wattpad</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJX8BoRh9grMn9dER6OVTCAND3dIS1Jw0ZSmr37iwQBseba66EHWByzePGl5Aeodf7TLiZisW6Dyh_S6cTGSeaAs8LZJhbmzmim20sMEjcjRJpQv5rpaI0BHRse2YkhLu4JrlNb61PgNd3eTm9uZmEGh5Pxt2XD2DLcqvB7GpA2WXE76UQaiA2ZZPQVmg/s1000/christmas-decorating-ideas-cat.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1000" height="460" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJX8BoRh9grMn9dER6OVTCAND3dIS1Jw0ZSmr37iwQBseba66EHWByzePGl5Aeodf7TLiZisW6Dyh_S6cTGSeaAs8LZJhbmzmim20sMEjcjRJpQv5rpaI0BHRse2YkhLu4JrlNb61PgNd3eTm9uZmEGh5Pxt2XD2DLcqvB7GpA2WXE76UQaiA2ZZPQVmg/w640-h460/christmas-decorating-ideas-cat.webp" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="d90a68ba-5e19-4b7d-823e-8371faa15d5c" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-d90a68ba-5e19-4b7d-823e-8371faa15d5c" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">The fire was burning in the fireplace with some quiet instrumental holiday music playing in the background. Edward was hanging some décor over the fireplace, giant bells and straightening them, trying not to let them all clang. Bella was carefully unwrapping ornaments, hanging them on her rustically, but elegantly appointed tree. It had been put up hastily, but not decorated due to the craziness of their schedules.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0b14396a-17ac-43fe-8b84-cdd5d16de03f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0b14396a-17ac-43fe-8b84-cdd5d16de03f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Will it snow?" Edward asked. "Not like Chicago has had white Christmases recently, but I do like the idea of the white fluffy stuff on the ground for Christmas."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="61a6e1fe-208f-42ac-b2a3-ea6ad971075f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-61a6e1fe-208f-42ac-b2a3-ea6ad971075f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"More like a sleety, mushy, snowy mess," Bella answered, wrinkling her nose. "In the higher elevations, they get snow. With our location, we get more sleet. Though when I was thirteen, we had a huge snowstorm. We were stuck at Bull Dog for three days. The plows couldn't get out."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="2f154ecb-dacc-4d10-a5d4-40ebafffc0a0" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-2f154ecb-dacc-4d10-a5d4-40ebafffc0a0" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Three days at the gym. Sounds like fun," Edward deadpanned.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="a773e0de-ffdd-4db9-8a5b-654db770f00a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-a773e0de-ffdd-4db9-8a5b-654db770f00a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"We had everything we needed. Showers, a kitchen, food, and entertainment," Bella quipped. "The only thing that sucked was that I was the only girl. The guys were rank where I came out smelling like a proverbial rose. Even my dad reverted back to his baser, male instincts. I made Carlisle pick me up and I stayed with them until my dad realized that he smelled like a foot."</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="955056c1-cc89-4400-80ba-f66063e2066b" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-955056c1-cc89-4400-80ba-f66063e2066b" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Gross!" Edward laughed. "I mean, all guys go through that phase, but a grown man?"</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="bc77c297-b22d-43ca-83c4-ec2f3c4dea32" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-bc77c297-b22d-43ca-83c4-ec2f3c4dea32" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">"Yep," Bella said, standing up and wiping her hands on her jeans.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvABJtQszbOzW5Y8VELmt344HKjp0eNwmaRLA55IWYwwU5lad19NuAvAAMXQFjGgeXA1dVaD2TKOSjktFvOloXjgE-WpPMhKDfc2IWVOj7Ah231wkS-Dd5yrKep-3DCHzAO5ZyACHAc1y_63vUc9SpRqsHG0gbYedOKn1fgq-4e01yi_Qzgt7Wp7_SPpM/s700/BDP0004-18KW_GC0020.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="700" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvABJtQszbOzW5Y8VELmt344HKjp0eNwmaRLA55IWYwwU5lad19NuAvAAMXQFjGgeXA1dVaD2TKOSjktFvOloXjgE-WpPMhKDfc2IWVOj7Ah231wkS-Dd5yrKep-3DCHzAO5ZyACHAc1y_63vUc9SpRqsHG0gbYedOKn1fgq-4e01yi_Qzgt7Wp7_SPpM/w640-h640/BDP0004-18KW_GC0020.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWR_ZkJnF8lF3rZBWqWv3_X4_QMmeYIkmfatXWY6EDZeNsoN1OCiy1iynOXAFR3k4jYMoj2XHHFQpzQaCZq8z0KmfzdOpKGYzk3BGv8NzfmxwUIX0ZebUdQI_00dAKbFhKqQWEx9IFF_jVMuDbzmBhaTAq8taa5VKW7axWsYK_C6hJgsxQWGcN9RMJNI/s2000/Marguerite_18ct_White_Gold_Diamond_Earrings.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsWR_ZkJnF8lF3rZBWqWv3_X4_QMmeYIkmfatXWY6EDZeNsoN1OCiy1iynOXAFR3k4jYMoj2XHHFQpzQaCZq8z0KmfzdOpKGYzk3BGv8NzfmxwUIX0ZebUdQI_00dAKbFhKqQWEx9IFF_jVMuDbzmBhaTAq8taa5VKW7axWsYK_C6hJgsxQWGcN9RMJNI/w640-h640/Marguerite_18ct_White_Gold_Diamond_Earrings.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1_TKAgMtCWJkuQLTxv_lzbzf9XCGw8gS9mSujS1AjMFSMOsS7JWxGdg3UzHbXCs0PwEaiqMMIFjxLJRVwigZAkbSWtKxKFIMfRI7zsJRZPvWk7j1SWg_hCClHI5-KUfgUiBYqMvyxRREjQBXjv3EOs0lIN9c30N3wQLBKdIrk-mxJHFNWgfKHzLmKLNA/s1200/Rolex-126610ln-black.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1_TKAgMtCWJkuQLTxv_lzbzf9XCGw8gS9mSujS1AjMFSMOsS7JWxGdg3UzHbXCs0PwEaiqMMIFjxLJRVwigZAkbSWtKxKFIMfRI7zsJRZPvWk7j1SWg_hCClHI5-KUfgUiBYqMvyxRREjQBXjv3EOs0lIN9c30N3wQLBKdIrk-mxJHFNWgfKHzLmKLNA/w640-h640/Rolex-126610ln-black.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="bc77c297-b22d-43ca-83c4-ec2f3c4dea32" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-bc77c297-b22d-43ca-83c4-ec2f3c4dea32" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="95fd3832-51e5-4c80-a9c3-5d969ee19f10" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-95fd3832-51e5-4c80-a9c3-5d969ee19f10" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-60614004346885521162023-07-07T00:00:00.001-05:002023-07-07T00:00:00.140-05:00Worth the Fight Teaser<p><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">The fire was burning in the fireplace with some quiet instrumental holiday music playing in the background. Edward was hanging some décor over the fireplace, giant bells and straightening them, trying not to let them all clang. Bella was carefully unwrapping ornaments, hanging them on her rustically, but elegantly appointed tree. It had been put up hastily, but not decorated due to the craziness of their schedules.</span></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="4c556f6c-71f1-49f1-9874-40d9c58d7646" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-4c556f6c-71f1-49f1-9874-40d9c58d7646" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Will it snow?” Edward asked. “Not like Chicago has had white Christmases recently, but I do like the idea of the white fluffy stuff on the ground for Christmas.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="900fd163-d74d-4bb1-ba24-85fd4c3d9eed" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-900fd163-d74d-4bb1-ba24-85fd4c3d9eed" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“More like a sleety, mushy, snowy mess,” Bella answered, wrinkling her nose. “In the higher elevations, they get snow. With our location, we get more sleet. Though when I was thirteen, we had a huge snowstorm. We were stuck at Bull Dog for three days. The plows couldn’t get out.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="01da9f95-8449-43db-a74f-dc281d0da76a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-01da9f95-8449-43db-a74f-dc281d0da76a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Three days at the gym. Sounds like fun,” Edward deadpanned.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="b96e5466-7974-41cf-b21f-96517df3a9d2" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-b96e5466-7974-41cf-b21f-96517df3a9d2" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“We had everything we needed. Showers, a kitchen, food, and entertainment,” Bella quipped. “The only thing that sucked was that I was the only girl. The guys were rank where I came out smelling like a proverbial rose. Even my dad reverted back to his baser, male instincts. I made Carlisle pick me up and I stayed with them until my dad realized that he smelled like a foot.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="f7af33c6-04ac-4b87-828d-b7415db0c451" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-f7af33c6-04ac-4b87-828d-b7415db0c451" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Gross!” Edward laughed. “I mean, all guys go through that phase, but a grown man?” </p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="dfaa823d-29fb-438a-91f2-7a3eb2f611dc" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-dfaa823d-29fb-438a-91f2-7a3eb2f611dc" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Yep,” Bella said, standing up and wiping her hands on her jeans.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrVytdxivk6WOtpVTyr7l38gWyPhoUTIO0xGB049cuEN1vkmz9EcOFScf4ak5FPQXSohCTpg10JHPbMRbcjR-40PsHVs5ZE6SRyEiBrcFAMkyAv0WrNRbrtmCURBDaQel8RnYBjFDNYosSxeYGrzU85lLjUvpQD6-wzpqdzNwjbLm3V9MnRhlRGvCBb9c/s1000/christmas-decorating-ideas-cat.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="1000" height="460" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrVytdxivk6WOtpVTyr7l38gWyPhoUTIO0xGB049cuEN1vkmz9EcOFScf4ak5FPQXSohCTpg10JHPbMRbcjR-40PsHVs5ZE6SRyEiBrcFAMkyAv0WrNRbrtmCURBDaQel8RnYBjFDNYosSxeYGrzU85lLjUvpQD6-wzpqdzNwjbLm3V9MnRhlRGvCBb9c/w640-h460/christmas-decorating-ideas-cat.webp" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="dfaa823d-29fb-438a-91f2-7a3eb2f611dc" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-dfaa823d-29fb-438a-91f2-7a3eb2f611dc" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><br /></p>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3395100485881718327.post-87693894707064390572023-07-06T13:52:00.005-05:002023-07-06T13:52:57.795-05:00May We Meet Again Update<p><a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14088892/13/May-We-Meet-Again" style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">MWMA Ch. 12 on FFn</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="9b570d34-9fd5-44cf-a6a2-b99153f5f2c6" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-9b570d34-9fd5-44cf-a6a2-b99153f5f2c6" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/39666054/chapters/122076859">MWMA Ch. 12 on AO3</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="cd38fdae-004a-4079-9342-a92ae72ccd94" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-cd38fdae-004a-4079-9342-a92ae72ccd94" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a href="https://www.starslibrary.net/viewstory.php?sid=12562&chapter=14">MWMA Ch. 12 on Stars</a></p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="69752b7f-cf34-4c54-a118-e96ef863f735" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-69752b7f-cf34-4c54-a118-e96ef863f735" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0"><a data-rich-text-format-boundary="true" href="https://www.wattpad.com/1359891203-may-we-meet-again-chapter-twelve">MWMA Ch. 12 on Wattpad</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSl_htwvIbWuEOHFPipC00IIzGDZwqmwBuuJDPYCZsRxM5R84w1euGMSGB7gImGBxJR7FyjQP3cp8lTpSEcEsVy8lJtk95q-xcIIM29BAo5SQVSi081y4XndamR1bDg-4et15rgsqb6g8dhRNeKw6v-i7WpjgeiH9haxD3A22Fc6ZHTPf4Awd_Khh3jCY/s500/tumblr_static_45utbre7u60wkk0ck8swc4w0s-1418831805-1438191648.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="500" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSl_htwvIbWuEOHFPipC00IIzGDZwqmwBuuJDPYCZsRxM5R84w1euGMSGB7gImGBxJR7FyjQP3cp8lTpSEcEsVy8lJtk95q-xcIIM29BAo5SQVSi081y4XndamR1bDg-4et15rgsqb6g8dhRNeKw6v-i7WpjgeiH9haxD3A22Fc6ZHTPf4Awd_Khh3jCY/w640-h256/tumblr_static_45utbre7u60wkk0ck8swc4w0s-1418831805-1438191648.gif" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="df8e4942-e4d7-48cd-9d21-0ea0093c3c5d" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-df8e4942-e4d7-48cd-9d21-0ea0093c3c5d" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“According to Sinclair, the outer most parts of the Ark will most likely be where it breaks apart,” I said, reading off the tablet. “Take everything from these storage containers and bring them down to the promenade. These are medical supplies. They need to be tacked down to protect the contents inside.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0557003d-9c85-4208-ad7c-7cb434e87459" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0557003d-9c85-4208-ad7c-7cb434e87459" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Yes, Dr. Swan,” said Angela Weber. She held her baby in a sling, picking up a smaller container.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="0ca87fdb-52d8-474a-9037-9b5b51620a45" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-0ca87fdb-52d8-474a-9037-9b5b51620a45" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">In the madness, I gave her baby a booster of its pain shot, along with the medications Bella had promised her. I was sitting on the floor, taking inventory of what we needed to take as opposed to what we wanted to take.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="fcc6e623-0be6-4065-a7f5-454ab18d35aa" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-fcc6e623-0be6-4065-a7f5-454ab18d35aa" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Dr. Swan, we have some bins of extra clothing,” said a male voice. “Keep?”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e3c10d1c-f6f5-4096-9a9a-6c1c0811e05f" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e3c10d1c-f6f5-4096-9a9a-6c1c0811e05f" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“Yes, keep. We don’t know when or if we can make new clothes. Those can be brought to the dining hall,” I explained. “Thank you.”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="9b3300c9-b114-4503-a961-6a3e4bbb8331" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-9b3300c9-b114-4503-a961-6a3e4bbb8331" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“No problem, Dr. Swan,” he said, grabbing a few guys to carry the bins to the dining hall.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="73cb65d5-170f-4e8f-bedb-202a311da2ab" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-73cb65d5-170f-4e8f-bedb-202a311da2ab" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">I worked for another hour until my communicator chimed from my pocket. Pulling it out, I saw a message from Charlie to meet him in the command center. I handed off my task to Alec, who had just come from a shift in medical and went to the command center. The surviving members of the council were already there, gathered around the center console with Sinclair. I walked over to the console, giving my husband a kiss on the cheek and nodding to the rest of the council. “When are we going to begin our descent?”</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="ddffeef9-c347-4e66-8571-04cd463ce19a" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-ddffeef9-c347-4e66-8571-04cd463ce19a" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“We need one more orbit to line everything up. We’ll be landing about five miles from Mount Weather. At least, that’s where we project where we’ll land,” Sinclair explained, pointing on a map.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="e8f28421-c345-4814-91bc-ac0e9175cd32" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-e8f28421-c345-4814-91bc-ac0e9175cd32" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“And the Ark?” Charlie asked.</p><p aria-label="Paragraph block" aria-multiline="true" class="block-editor-rich-text__editable block-editor-block-list__block wp-block is-multi-selected is-partially-selected wp-block-paragraph rich-text" data-block="276b2f1c-45e8-42a9-b25e-e97ab8e142f1" data-custom-placeholder="true" data-empty="false" data-title="Paragraph" data-type="core/paragraph" id="block-276b2f1c-45e8-42a9-b25e-e97ab8e142f1" role="document" style="min-width: 1px; white-space-collapse: preserve;" tabindex="0">“After we disengage from the center ring, we’ll use thrusters to push us into the atmosphere. I’m not going to lie … it’s going to be a bumpy ride, but we’ll have control. I’ve linked the command center and the thrusters to a console in medical to allow me to pilot the Ark down to the ground. 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