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CHAPTER TWELVE

Ladona sat crossed legged with her back against the wall opposite from where she knew the opening to the chamber was even though it was pitch black once again. She cradled her arm against her stomach, wincing at the throbbing that got worse with every passing second. I finally stopped bleeding so that’s good, she thought, feeling the deep wound that ran from her right shoulder down to her elbow, which is where she guessed her arm was actually broken.

But Anna. What was happening to her? Ladona imagined torture like what Anna had endured in Hell and she shook with the force of her fear for the older woman. I’m going to kill that bitch, Ladona repeated grimly for the hundredth time, imagining her hands closing around the throat of the dark-haired witch who had led Anna from the cave.

Even though she knew it was futile, she closed her left hand and channeled energy to her palm then opened her fingers, but as she expected … nothing. No light. No zing. Nothing. Ladona hadn’t realized how much she had come to rely on her power and felt bereft without it, vulnerable.

And Dean. Where was he? She had no idea how much time had passed since she and Anna had been attacked and taken, but he and John had to have discovered the chaos of the hotel room by now. Her body ached from the fight, but her heart called to Dean and she willed him to hear her, to feel her even though she knew this underground – intermountain? – fortress probably had a protection around it to prevent any kind of psychic connection between its prisoners and the outside.

Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and visualized standing at the foot of a long, curving staircase that ran alongside a peaceful creek that ran down and gurgled over a rocky streambed. She stood in a brilliantly lush forest with a bright sun overhead and --

“Am I interrupting?”

Ladona opened her eyes to find the witch – Celeste – standing at the opening with another woman Ladona presumed was a witch and two men who, despite her desperate situation, she had to admit were pretty damn handsome. Small, flickering lights danced along the floor, outlining the perimeter of the cave.

“What do you want?” Ladona intoned, trying to sound bored even though her heart had begun to beat faster.

“What an appropriate question,” one of the men said in a deep baritone. The timber of his voice sent shocks up Ladona’s spine and she was disgusted with herself for responding this way.

“Isn’t it though?” the other witch smiled and looked at Ladona through lowered lashes. Ladona felt her nipples harden and a fire start low in her belly. Her face flushed with shame and she began to shake, whether from fear or the beginnings of desire she couldn’t tell.

The man who first addressed her walked forward with an almost animal-like stealth. He wasn’t just handsome, Ladona realized. He was sexy, too, with broad shoulders, a tapered waist and long legs encased in a black shirt and black pants. His dark hair gleamed in the dim light and his dark eyes shone with desire. Something beyond her control made Ladona stand as he got closer, made her blood hum with the sexual energy he exuded.

The girl was suddenly on the side of her broken arm and the man stood in front of and just slightly to her other side. Ladona wondered how they’d gotten so close without her even being aware of it. The girl lifted one of Ladona’s thick curls and blew lightly on the side of her neck, causing Ladona to suck in her breath and the fire in her belly to ignite into full blown need.

“Easy,” Celeste warned in a teasing tone. “You want to make sure there’s plenty to go around now.”

Oh, shit, she thought, understanding in a flash what was happening. They’re going to rape me to soften me up for their god or whatever it is. A sudden image of what she’d endured in AlmostHell flashed through her mind and her throat went dry with terror. Ladona almost succumbed to her fear, but then she mentally kicked herself. Think, Ladona, think! You are not going to let this happen! They’re obviously using some type of spell or aura or something to make it consensual. This must be part of the ritual for joining the coven. Sex, blood offering, induction ceremony.

“As much as I appreciate your, um, offer, I’m going to have to pass,” Ladona said not a little sarcastically. “You’re just not my type. Any of you.” Dear Goddess, please help me. An image of Dean floated in her mind’s eye and she imagined his love wrapped around her like a blanket. A lump formed in her throat and threatened to overwhelm her, but Ladona swallowed hard and lifted her chin.

The man standing next to Celeste stared at Ladona as if she were a meal he couldn’t wait to taste. “Really?” he asked. “I thought we could be great friends.”

Damn, they’re good, she thought, understanding they’d had years and years of practice and wondering just how in the hell she was going to not only resist but get out of this. Wise up, Winters, another part of her brain railed. You’re a hunter, not just a witch, a trained fighter with hundreds of hunts under your belt. Be like Dean! Kick ass and take names later!

“Why do you resist when you so clearly want to give in?” Celeste asked, her voice a smoky tone that seemed to dance across Ladona’s skin.

Ladona leveled an evil gaze at Celeste, ignoring the two on either side of her. “Yeah, well, I’ve never been one to take the easy way and I don’t see any reason to start now.” Before anyone could react, Ladona curled her good hand into a claw and raked the girl across the throat. A split second later, she kicked out and caught the man high on his chest, kicking hard enough to hopefully stop his heart.

The witch Ladona had attacked sank to the floor, holding her hands to her throat in a futile attempt to staunch the blood. Ladona had aimed her blow just as Dean had taught her: right across the Adam’s apple for maximum damage with minimal effort. The man – wizard? – who had tried to seduce her had a shocked look on his face and put his hand over his heart before he, too, fell over. Ladona stood staring, shocked that it had worked. And Dean teases me for reading those obscure medical articles I sometimes find online, she thought smugly for a second before movement out of the corner of her eye made her spin and back up against the cool stone wall.

Celeste moved like the wind and was standing nearly nose-to-nose with Ladona. Any seductive vibes Celeste had been sending had been definitively replaced by a dark and deadly anger that seemed to rise up and out of the woman’s very soul to curl around Ladona’s ankles and wind its way up her legs. She was held in place more firmly than if steel bands had been used.

Celeste wrapped her hands around Ladona’s throat and Ladona tried not to wince from the way the witch’s touch burned, could even smell her flesh burning. The pain was intense, searing and sharp. Tears came to her eyes, but she refused to blink or give in. Celeste said nothing, just smiled gently and took one hand from Ladona’s throat and laid it on her broken arm.

Ladona’s scream rebounded off the walls of the cave and echoed out of the hidden opening and through the mountain hideaway. She felt the bones separate completely with a snap. One of them came through the skin. The gash on her arm started bleeding again and felt as if it, too, were on fire. Ladona dropped to her knees sobbing and watching her blood drip onto the hard floor and pool in front of her. She could barely breathe or see from the pain.

“This is nothing, my dear,” Celeste whispered in her ear. “I’ll be back to see to you, and then you will beg to join us.”

A scurry of movement that Ladona could barely register told her the bodies of the two she’d killed were being removed, but the sounds seemed to come from far away. There was nothing in Ladona’s mind but the pain in her arm and the burns around her throat. Dean, she cried silently, where are you? Please hurry.

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Fire consumes Anna, seeming to burn her from within, but she grits her teeth against the screams that want to escape. She’ll not give this bastard the satisfaction. Besides, she endured far worse than this at the hands of the Yellow-Eyed Demon. It is a new and extremely unpleasant sensation though to feel the blood being drained from her body. She wonders vaguely if this is how it felt when the water faerie was sucking the life out of John.

Just thinking of her husband brings tears to her eyes. She knows he’ll come. The question is whether he’ll arrive in time. And what it will mean for him if he doesn’t.

She’s distracted from her thoughts as the creature once again slides his hand down her arm from its resting place on her left shoulder. She refuses to think of him as a god despite what these delusional freaks call him but he’s obviously not human either. She shoves his hand away and grits, “I told you to keep your fuckin’ hands off of me!” It scares her how much energy it takes just to say the words though. She’s weakening faster than she thought.

The creature is sitting on the edge of a fur covered bed not unlike the one that haunts her nightmares. She had to hide her horror when they brought her into the chamber and she first saw it but she soon had more immediate problems to deal with when the creature removed his robe to reveal his nude body beneath. He climbed onto the bed and held his hand up in invitation. When she didn’t respond the witch used her hold on Anna’s hair to propel her forward ‘til her legs touched the edge of the bed. She would no doubt have forced Anna down beside her “god” if Anna hadn’t snapped, “Is this your idea of privacy?” It was the only thing she could think of to say but as soon as the words were out she realized her odds of surviving were definitely better against one than against two.

The witch’s grip on her hair tightened painfully but the creature only chuckled. “Very well. Leave us, Celeste.” When the witch hesitated he growled, “Now! And see we are not disturbed!”

“Yes, my god,” Celeste murmured but Anna felt her hateful stare as she backed from the room. The sudden cessation of sound told her a silencing spell had been put in place.

The creature grasped her hand and tried to tug her down beside him but she moved out of reach. “I offered blood. Nothing more,” she said firmly, surprised to find her voice didn’t shake.

He studied her for several minutes and she felt his eyes crawling over her body like a physical touch. She kept her own gaze riveted to the wall above the bed even though it was decorated with the most gruesome scene imaginable. Rivers of blood flowed and she knew from the smell that it was real, an insane remnant of the creature’s previous victims. Would her blood soon be added to it?

With another chuckle the creature sat up and grasped her hand again. When she resisted his tug he said, “You must kneel before your god to offer sacrifice.”

Biting her tongue against a sharp retort she allowed him to pull her down to her knees. He tried to guide her between his legs but she managed to scoot off to the side instead with her right forearm resting across his bare thighs. She suspected he was strong enough to force her to comply but he only smiled as if to say he’d get his way eventually. And she was terrified he was right. He didn’t seem to be using any magic on her at the moment but that could change at any time and she had no defense against it. He gripped her left shoulder with his right hand to keep her from drawing away again and raised her bleeding forearm to his mouth. He stopped to look at her, slowly licking the bite mark clean. Knowing she was all out of delaying tactics she closed her eyes just as his teeth sank into her flesh. And the fire began.

He raises his face now and the sight of her blood streaked across his mouth and chin makes her nauseous but she doesn’t allow him to see. Nor does she look away from his burning eyes. It takes her a moment to realize he’s smiling through her blood and anger joins the nausea in her stomach.

“Why do you resist? You will be mine completely before this night is through anyway.” He tilts his head to study her and his voice drops to an intimate whisper that sends chills down her spine. “I will feast on more than your sweet blood.” His gaze moves down her body to linger on her breasts. “And you will beg for my touch as all others have before you.”

The anger gives her a boost of strength and she snaps, “Oh, go to Hell! I can show you the way if you’d like.”

His eyes return to her face and she sees surprise in them. Or maybe that’s just the blood loss talking. He continues to study her as if she’s a puzzle he can’t quite figure out. “You feel the pain, I know you do. Why not give in to it? I want to hear you scream. Scream for my mercy…” He caresses her cheek and she forces herself not to flinch away. “Beg and I will put out the fire that’s consuming you.” His hand moves around to grip the back of her neck. “I will quench you as only a god can.”

He starts to pull her in for a kiss but she rakes her nails down his face, cutting deep furrows. He slaps her then, a sharp backhand that would have sent her flying across the room if he weren’t still holding her right arm in an iron grip. She moans as she tastes blood.

Fury fills her. Meeting his eyes once again she spits, “You’re pathetic! You think this hurts? I’ve experienced more pain stubbing my toe!”

She knows immediately it was a huge mistake. He pushes her back on the stone floor with an animal growl and sits astride her as he buries his teeth in her throat. This time the pain is so intense she can’t hold back the screams and she realizes with dismay that the seduction is over and he intends to kill her now. She tries to push him away but her strength is completely gone. Black dots dance in her vision as he gulps her blood in earnest, his throat working steadily to drain her life away.

Her last thought before unconsciousness takes her is of John and how she failed him just as she feared.
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From:heyheath30
Date:January 21st, 2008 09:45 pm (UTC)
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You go, Anna! More pain stubbing your toe, indeed ... *drops to a whisper* it's probably better to not blurt things out that make a blood-sucking god get to it any faster than is strictly necessary!

I'm just sayin'

That god-thingy is just plain yucky and creepy and super creepy and super duper creepy! And Celeste ... wake up! You're living in a cave. Is this really the life you want for yourself?! *shakes head sadly* Well, okay, but be prepared for a big old can of Winchester whoop ass ...

But they better hurry! I don't know how long it takes to suck someone's blood completely, but this guy's had a few years of practice so ... *taps foot impatiently for the calvary*

*applause* You captured Anna's horror and her irrepressible (sp?) spirit! Brava!!!!!
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:48 pm (UTC)
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I see that you give good advice. If a certain redhead survives I'm sure she'll take it under advisement should she ever again meet a blood-sucking anything. LOL

Or not. She IS a Winchester. *giggle*

OMG, I can't believe you're counseling Celeste! Thinking maybe you can turn her to the light before she kills Ladona? *pats your arm and hands you floaties for vat of denial* It's been an hour since you ate, right? *dies laughing*

Irrepressible spirit = snark, right? hee hee
From:heyheath30
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:54 pm (UTC)
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Winchester by marriage ... yeah, you're right. The hard-headedness and inability to bite her tongue will only come to the surface more often!
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:58 pm (UTC)
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Yeah, cuz she was so MEEK before... *giggles wildly at THAT memory*
From:msunshine
Date:January 22nd, 2008 03:44 am (UTC)
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Ok, Heath? You know when you kindly posted more story for me to make up for the horrible LJ man? You probably shouldn't leave Anna and Ladona at the BRINK OF DEATH. That doesn't tend to make me feel better! I'm just sayin' ...

On to the comment ...

Oooh, that blood licking and then gulping is just GROSS. Anna, Anna, Anna. First lesson in dealing with serial killers, pissing them off is NOT going to end well. *hairpets* You didn't fail John, dearest. He's coming. *glares* He IS coming, isn't he Suk and Heath???????

Ladona's lust was surprising. Clever girl to figure out they were spell-casting or some such stuff. Can Ladona PLEASE teach me how to stop someone's heart with a kick? I've actually heard of that, you know. But the hand/claw thing is new. Cool!

Very good job at the dismay, despair and disgust. You guys really know your stuff!
From:heyheath30
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:38 pm (UTC)
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I never promised a feel-good chapter! bwahahahahaha

*hacking cough*

Still working on the evil laugh ...

ahem.

As for the heart kicking thing - I used a very unfortunate incident from my family for that one. My great-aunt died a few years ago after falling up the stairs and hitting her chest just right. Thus ... I figured a well-aimed kick from a trained hunter could do the same to that icky wizard.

A little more angst on the way ... what? You know we have to go there before it can end all sunshine and roses!
From:msunshine
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:47 pm (UTC)
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OK, this is very inappropriate and I am sincerely sorry for your poor great-aunt, but that is very cool that you were able to use that story for your writing. BTW, I had heard of that before (not the stairs part, but the sudden blow to the chest), but methinks I'd have a little trouble recreating it.

RIP, great-aunt!
From:heyheath30
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:51 pm (UTC)
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Not inappropriate at all. I needed a creative way for Ladona to kill two people with only one good arm and no magic. So ... thanks, Aunt Lois. I miss you!

I had never heard of such a thing and was really surprised. She died in less than 24 hours of falling.

The human body is a wierd and wacky and wonderful creation, isn't it?
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:50 pm (UTC)
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You realize I can't enjoy that kick anymore now, right? Even *I* haven't stooped that low! Sniff.

*tries frantically to remember if I actually have but just don't remember*
From:heyheath30
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:53 pm (UTC)
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*sulks away to nurse hurt feelings*

I loved my aunt. She bought me my first pair of Calvin Klein jeans when I was just 11 because I saw her wearing some. When I commented to my mom, hey, even Aunt Lois wears Calvin Klein jeans, my aunt grabbed the keys to her big ass Caddy (she's from the south) and took me to the mall straight away to get me a pair of my own!
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:56 pm (UTC)
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...and now you pay homage to this wonderful woman by using her death to kill a wizard in a piece of fanfic. Yeah. I can see where you're going with it.

*big fake smile*
From:heyheath30
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:58 pm (UTC)
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I'm just using the information I learned ... notice there's no Aunt Lois anywhere in the stories.

She'd be the first one to say, damn, that was wierd.
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 03:08 pm (UTC)
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Oh, yeah, she's related to you. Objection withdrawn. *giggle*
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 02:55 pm (UTC)
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So nice to have someone else taking the heat for cliffhangers! LOL

OK, Anna did lose her temper. But I'm sure we can ALL agree she was more than provoked. And don't tell me Dean could've kept quiet as long as she did. Of course he can't avoid making a sarcastic comment for a whole minute so maybe that's a bad comparison...

Of course John and Dean are coming! They just entered the cave in the last chapter...wait, are you skipping parts? *is shocked*
From:msunshine
Date:January 22nd, 2008 07:21 pm (UTC)
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Yes, I know they're coming ... but are they coming IN TIME! And I would never skip parts *is shocked you would believe such a thing*
From:msunshine
Date:January 22nd, 2008 07:22 pm (UTC)
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Besides, Suk, I really don't trust you!
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From:sukayro
Date:January 24th, 2008 04:03 pm (UTC)
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WHERE do I get this reputa-...

Never mind.
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 03:07 pm (UTC)
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Poor Ladona. Maybe if she didn't dress like such a slut people wouldn't keep trying to rape her. LOL. (Kidding!) But at least this group was gonna make it fun for her so that's a step in the right direction. I think.

I was gonna say cool kick but... *sniffle*

The hand claw thing though was tight! Guess these idgits have spent so many years being powerful witches and wizards that it never occurred to them someone might be able to hurt them the old fashioned way. *rubs hands gleefully*

All right, I may have created Celeste but you were just as instrumental in making her an uber evil bitch as I was! Nice. *kisses*

Best line: Be like Dean! Kick ass and take names later! *falls on floor laughing*

I do love how you describe Ladona's feelings and reactions to the magic come on...extremely scary and creepy situation. Makes you wonder what ELSE those poor "sacrifices" like Lori went thru...

Well done!
From:heyheath30
Date:January 22nd, 2008 03:18 pm (UTC)
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Awwwww ... thanks. I have to give all the credit on how to be evil to you, though. I've never created an evil character or devised various way to torture people or ... well, okay, maybe I have, but I perfected it by knowing you!

*falls off chair laughing*

What?

You ARE the ETG, yes?!

*kisses*
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 06:11 pm (UTC)
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Good thing you're already headed straight to Hell cuz lying like that would SO put you on the express train! hee hee
From:heyheath30
Date:January 22nd, 2008 06:32 pm (UTC)
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Oh, look!

My ticket says I get the window seat right next to yours ...
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From:sukayro
Date:January 22nd, 2008 06:59 pm (UTC)
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*I* wanted the window seat! *pouts*
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From:afleetalex
Date:January 25th, 2008 10:09 pm (UTC)
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So I assume at some point we'll understand why Ladona can't reach her powers? My guess is, Celeste is blocking her, but I figure you'll tell us for certain.

Ha! Ladona's nursing a painfully broken arm, fear for her friend, the loss of her powers, concern for her lover - and she still takes time out to notice a hot guy! *love* A true SnOb, she is!! LOL

Okay, now I get it, and EW!!! Resist the sex spell, Ladona, resist! You're getting plenty of good stuff at home anyway! Resist!!

"Be like Dean! Kick ass and take names later!" *love* And good on you, Ladona for your fighting moves!! Those are awesome!! But yes, Dean, please hurry! I've never had a broken arm but I can imagine it hurts like hell! No pun intended...

Man, that god is hella creepy. *shudder* Ugh. Good for Anna for keeping her cool, and her snarky comments. OMG! I love Anna's retorts but if she's now feeling the pain the god is inflicting, then it must be truly bad, knowing as we know that she doesn't feel as much pain as other people. John, hurry up, will ya????

From:heyheath30
Date:January 25th, 2008 10:23 pm (UTC)
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Didn't Suk make him just ... *shudders* uber icky?! YUCK

And not just a broken arm - Celeste just cracked her bone through her skin ... so yeah ... that's probably pretty damn painful!

Anna IS good with the snappy retorts, isn't she? Methinks she might want to bite her tongue a bit more the next time she finds herself alone with a god that sucks bodies dry.

It's just a suggestion!

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From:afleetalex
Date:January 26th, 2008 02:50 pm (UTC)
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Yeah, Anna's witty retort did sort of land her in bit more trouble. Ya gotta do what makes you feel better! If it means snapping at the creepy god guy, well, go for it.

Now my arm hurts. Sympathy pains...
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From:sukayro
Date:January 25th, 2008 10:40 pm (UTC)
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Really! Did the guys stop for a beer or something?!? *makes annoyed sound*

I figured having someone's teeth buried in your throat should qualify as extremely painful and even Anna would notice. LOL
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From:afleetalex
Date:January 26th, 2008 02:48 pm (UTC)
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Oh, it's just a love bite. *giggle* John doesn't want anybody nibbling on Anna but him!
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