Bondage Mansion

***Time Stamp: Ten Years Later***

***Gerard***

”G.Pop catch me!”

Gerard looked up just in time to be met with an armful of his granddaughter.

”Whoa, easy their Little G.”

”Giselle Autumn Iero Way!”

”Uh oh…”

A tired looking Arianna comes bustling into the Study, reprimanding Giselle. She hid behind Gerard like she always did. Gerard had to stifle a giggle.

”Easy Ari, I am fine.”

”That’s not the point Gee. She needs to understand that you are getting on, and can’t be jumped upon like that!”

”Shhh, easy Ari. I got her.”

From behind Arianna comes Anthony. He crouches down to Giselle’s level and smiles at her.

”Hey Little G. How about we leave G.Pop to his work, and go get a snack?”

”Okay Daddy Frankie.”

As usual, Gerard was impressed that Anthony could get his daughter to do just about anything. When Anthony stood up he planted a kiss on his cheek.

”Thanks Frankie.”

”Anytime mom.”

Gerard watched as the two left the room then he turned to Arianna.

”You have to ease up on the girl, she is at that age where…”

Gerard’s back twinged a little. He groaned in the quietest possible way, and had to sit down. Arianna came up to hand him his cane.

”See? That is what I am talking about. You are too old to be dealing with her rambunctiousness.”

”Ari, I am only fifty one, and…”

”And that is four years less than when Jimmy passed on.”

”Okay okay, I will talk with her about being more careful around me.”

”Good.”

Ari leaned down and kissed Gerard on the forehead then left the room. Gerard sunk back into the sofa and let out a breath he was holding.

”She reminds me of Jamia when she was determined.”

Gerard looked up and saw Michael then smiled softly.

”Yeah, I think some rubbed off.”

Michael walked in and sat down next to Gerard. Gerard put his head on his shoulder and sighed.

”Am I really that old?”

”Well, I know some days I feel forty eight, especially when my son runs me ragged.”

”Yeah, well who told you to go have a child at forty?”

”Who knew that the doctor could perform such a miracle for Alicia.”

Gerard laughed at the notion. Michael had practically raised the boys, along with Jamia and himself. Then his Grandniece arrived, so he was fully ready to receive his own bundle. Gerard sighed. So much had happened in the last thirty years, and all of it was amazing. He chuckled and then started to cough. It got out of control quickly and Michael was up, grabbing water and his pills.

”Here Gee, let me.”

Michael slowly fed Gerard the pills then small sips of water to take them down. Gerard swallowed dutifully, and smiled up at his younger brother.

”Thanks Mikey.”

Michael leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his lips.

”Anytime my pet.”

”You know Ari is going to kill you guys if Little G. ever sees that.”

Both Michael and Gerard looked up, and saw Edward leaning on the doorframe.

”We happen to know that Giselle is with Anthony in the kitchen.”

”Still…”

”Okay Bert, we will be more careful.”

Edward sighed and rubbed his head. He was already starting to lose his hair a little.

”Ah, never mind. You guys hardly do anything anymore anyway.”

”That’s because I am afraid your mom will break a hip.”

”Mikey!”

”I really did not need to hear that Uncle Mikey.”

Both Michael and Gerard laughed, but Gerard’s coughing fit hit again. Michael patted him on the back, and Edward walked over with concern etched upon his features.

”It’s not getting any better is it?”

”The doctor said the medicine will help.”

”Come on mom, you need to lie down.”

”All right, but I want to…”

”I know where to bring you, never you fear.”

Michael helped Gerard off the sofa. He grabbed his cane and was handed over to his son. Edward took Gerard’s arm who then guided him out of the Study to the common room. As they passed the dining room, he could see Giselle sitting at the table with Anthony, eating strawberries. She looked up and went wide eyed.

”G.Pop!”

Giselle came running out of the dining room to them.

”What happened to G.Pop, is he all right?”

”Yes Sweetie, just a little tired.”

Gerard knelt down to Giselle and caressed her cheek catching some tears.

”I am fine Little G., really.”

Giselle hugged him tightly. She wiped away a tear and smiled.

”Are you going to go nap in Grandpa Frankie’s room?”

”Yeah.”

”Okay, have a nice nap G.Pop.”

Giselle turned back to the dining room where Anthony was still at the table looking worried. Gerard gave him a weary smile.

”Hey Little G., how about we paint when I wake up?”

”Okay G.Pop.”

Giselle ran back for a hug then went back to her snack. Edward continued with Gerard to the Eastern Hallway and then to Frank’s bedroom. They passed Jamia’s old room, which was now an art room for Giselle. The one way mirror had been taken out long ago and replaced with a normal one. Gerard did not want to invade her privacy. Edward eased Gerard on the bed, and helped to take his shoes off.

”There you go mom.”

”Thanks Bert. Let me know when supper is ready?”

”Sure thing.”

Edward kissed Gerard’s head lightly then left the room, shutting the door. Gerard lay down and closed his eyes.

***Giselle***



After her snack, Giselle went to take a walk in the garden. The grown ups had to talk, and of course she could not hear about any of it. She was bored though, and her boredom always led to mischief. That mischief came in the form of a forest and her Uncles Mike and Matt. She knew they were not her real uncles, but it did not matter, they always had fun things for her to do. She walked down the path till she saw the house. The little girl knocked on the door then waited.

“Fuck, who could that be?”

Giselle giggled as Uncle Mike cursed then opened the door. Of course, at first, he saw nothing because he did not look down.

”What the fuc… Hey Little G.”

”Hey Uncle Mike.”

”What brings you out here?”

”Bored, and grownups are talking.”

”Oh, well grownups are talking here too and…”

”Oh, okay, well I will go then. Bye Uncle Mike.”

Giselle began to turn away, feeling sad that she was not wanted again when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

”Stop that, come in kiddo, we will find something for you to do.”

Giselle smiled, and Uncle Mike swept his hand over the threshold, formally inviting her inside. She giggled and walked in.

”What the fuck Mike, we got business, and… Oh, hi there Princess.”

”Hi Uncle Matt.”

”Hello young lady.”

”Hi! Aunt Davey!”

Giselle ran up to her Aunt Davey and smothered him in a hug.

”What are you doing here?”

”Oh just talking business. What about you? Does your Mom know where you are?”

Giselle looked down at her feet and shrugged.

”Uh huh, what’s wrong?”

”Grownups are talking, and they think I don’t know what they are talking about.”

”Oh and what are they talking about?”

”G.Pop is going to die.”

Matt spit out the coffee he had been drinking, and Giselle laughed. He looked at the girl with wide eyes.

”What did you say!?”

”G.Pop is going to die.”

”How do you know this dear?”

Aunt Davey looked at her with wonder, not concern. She smirked and leaned in to whisper.

”I know things about G.Pop.”

”Do you now?”

Giselle stood back proudly and folded her arms.

”Yup!”

”You are really close with Gerard aren’t you?”

”Yeah, I cannot explain it, but we have this…”

Giselle tried to find the grownup word for it, but she came up empty.

”Connection?”

”That's it!”

”So tell me, why is he going to die?”

”Cause it’s his time, and he is supposed to be with Grandpa Frankie.”

”Wait, is that possible? I mean with all the sh… stuff that Frankie did he would be in… uh…”

Giselle looked at Uncle Matt, trying to figure out what he was talking about. Aunt Davey ignored him and turned back to her.

”Does this make you sad?”

“A little, but he will be happy, so that makes me happy.”

”Do you know when this is supposed to happen?”

Giselle thought about it.

”No, but soon.”

”Okay honey, how about we play a game?”

”Okay!”

”What do you want to play?”

”G.Pop’s favorite game that Grandpa Frankie taught him. Hangman.”

***Gerard***

Gerard felt strange. Supper was simple, but it was not holding in his stomach well. He went to lay back down in Frank’s room. Michael had gone home to Alicia and his grandnephew. He had tucked Giselle into bed, and had a strange conversation with lher.

”Will you say hi for me?”

"Say hi to who Little G.?”

”Grandpa Frankie. When you see him will you say hi?”

Gerard looked at the small girl cuddled in her bed along with her stuffed animals.

”When am I supposed to see him?”

”Soon, so promise me you will say hi.”

Gerard looked at her again then shrugged. What harm would it do?

”Okay, I promise.”

Giselle leaned up and hugged Gerard then kissed him.

”I love you G.Pop.”

”I love you to Little G. See you in the morning.”

”*yawn* Maybe.”

Now Gerard was reflecting on the conversation. He always had closeness to his granddaughter that no one understood. She just always knew what was going on with him. He closed his eyes and sighed. What could she mean about seeing Frank? That was impossible, he was dead and…Gerard sat up abruptly. Wait…was he gonna?

”No, that’s not possible.”

Gerard spoke aloud to the room, and of course no one answered. He felt foolish so he lay back down. Of course it was possible for him to die, everyone did eventually of something. Still Frank was not the best person in the world so how was he supposed to see Gerard again?

”Silly girl.”

Gerard mused about it as he inhaled the scent that reminded him of Frank so much. If only he could really see Frank again. Gerard yawned and rolled over, taking a deep breath in. He drifted off.

***Giselle***

Giselle knew he was there before she even opened her eyes.

”Hello Grandpa Frankie.”

”Hey there Elle. Look at you, you’re getting so big!”

”Yeah, I’m almost eleven!”

”Wow, Gee must be really proud of you.”

”Yeah he is.”

Giselle looked at the man in front of her. He looked just like the painting her grandfather had done. The only thing the picture had that he did not was the knife. She thinks it is because he did not take it with him when he died.

”Are you here to take G.Pop with you?”

The man sighed, but Giselle already knew the answer. She reached out, and her hand went through his arm.

”It’s okay, I told him already, but he did not believe me.”

The man giggled, and this made Giselle smile.

”Yeah, your grandfather was always stubborn about things, but I usually set him straight.”

”He’s in your room.”

”Thanks Elle, now you need to get some sleep. Mommy and your daddies are going to need you in the morning, but especially Uncle Mikey.”

”Okay. Goodnight Grandps Frankie.”

”Good night Elle.”

The man leaned in and kissed her forehead. She felt a slight tickle, and giggled a little before sighing then snuggling in with her stuffed animals. She yawned and drifted off into the night's sleep.

***Gerard***

”Man Gee, you got old.”

”Frankie?”

Gerard opened his eyes and saw Frank who stood before him. He looked just like Gerard’s painting, and it made his heart jump.

”Holy shit, she was right?!”

”You need to listen to Elle more, she’s a sharp kid.”

”Elle?”

”Hey, you have her own name for her, so do I.”

”Wait, you know her?”

Frank rolled his eyes at Gerard and crossed his arms.

”Did you really think that I would not keep an eye on things here?”

”I… did not know what would happen after you…”

Gerard felt insane, he was talking to his dead Master. Suddenly he felt his chin being lifted.

”I said I would always take care of you didn’t I? That is what a Master does right?”

Gerard looked into Frank’s eyes. They were the same that they were all those years ago. Suddenly he felt ashamed. Frank was still in his youth and Gerard was beyond in years. He tried to turn away and closed his eyes. Instead, Frank tightened his grip, and right then and there he was back thirty years.

”I asked you a question.”

”Yes, Master, sorry Master, you did say that.”

”That’s better.”

Gerard blushed, and that made Frank smirk at him. He started to say something when a coughing fit hit him, and he was sent doubling over trying to gain air. Frank just sat there, watching him trying to reach for the glass of water on the night table. He did nothing to help him though. The glass landed on the floor, shattering, and Gerard fell back against the pillows. He looked through his tear soaked lashes at Frank’s impassive face.

”*cough* Am I *cough cough* really *cough* dying?”

”Isn’t that what the kid told you? Man, you people never listen to her.”

Gerard wanted to say that it is not that he did not believe her, but he could not understand how she knew. He wanted to, but at that moment his chest tightened up, and the world went black.

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”Gee, Gee, wake up.”

Gerard opened his eyes. He saw Frank looking over him. He felt strange.

”Come on Gee, sit up.”

Gerard obeyed and did as he was told. When he was upright he turned around and gasped.

”That’s me!”

”Yeah, I know.”

Gerard looked again at his own body lying still on the bed. He was no longer breathing. He looked peaceful considering that he was in so much pain all the time from the coughing fits.

”What about Giselle?”

”Come on.”

Gerard stood up. It was weird leaving his body. He walked with Frank through the door… literally.

”Oh wow, that feels weird.”

Frank shrugged.

”You get used to it.”

The house was dark still. The two climbed the stairs and headed to Anthony’s old room, which was now Giselle’s. Frank walked through the door first then pulled Gerard in with him. Giselle was sleeping peacefully in the bed. Frank sat down on her side and caressed her cheek.

”Elle.”

Giselle fluttered her eyes open and yawned. She looked at Frank and smiled.

”Hi Grandpa Frankie.”

She then turned to look at Gerard.

”Hi G.Pop.”

Gerard was shocked that Giselle was actually fine with Frank, and now him, in this state. He knelt down next to her.

”Hey Little G.”

She smiled then turned to Frank again.

”So no more pain for G.Pop?”

”Nope, he is going to be fine.”

”And you are going to take care of him like you promised me?”

Frank looked at Gerard, and for some reason it made Gerard blush and look away. He heard Frank chuckle.

”Oh yes, I will keep my promise.”

”Good. *yawn* I need to go to sleep. Mommy is going to be really upset tomorrow.”

”Okay Elle.”

Frank leaned down and kissed her forehead, and Gerard’s heart fluttered just a bit.

”Will you be back again?”

”I will check in on you from time to time, yes.”

”Okay good.”

After that she snuggled into the bed, and was soon asleep again. Gerard watched her quiet breathing, and envied her a bit for the life she was starting.

”Time to go Gee.”

Frank offered his hand to Gerard, and Gerard gripped it tightly. He could feel the tears rolling down his cheeks as they made their way across the hall to the boy’s bedroom. They passed through the door, and saw Anthony and Edward sleeping with Arianna between them. She was holding Edward's hand, but had her head on Anthony’s shoulder. Both boys had a possessive arm around her.

”They are beautiful, you did well Gee.”

”I missed not having you around to help raise them.”

”I would have been no help back then. I don’t even know if you would have had them if I had lived.”

”True the curse and all…”

”Yeah, but you broke that too.”

”At a price… Do you ever see her?”

”No, she went somewhere else I think.”

”That reminds me, no offense Master, but should you not be in hell?”

Frank laughed.

”Oh Gee, you are going to find out that the afterlife is much different than you thought. You go where you believe, and I never believed in hell.”

”Yes, but I did, and I know some of the awful things that I did, and had Matt and Mike do for me, and…”

Frank placed a hand on the back of Gerard’s neck, and he stilled his speech.

”Let’s just say I have some pull and leave it at that.”

Gerard nodded. They walked out of the room, and stood there between the two rooms.

”Will I see Michael again?”

”Only when he comes here.”

So Frank’s power, or whatever did not have far reach. Gerard felt his head slapped and he turned swiftly.

”I can read your mind, so stop doubting me.”

”Yes Master.”

”Good girl, now let’s go.”

Frank led Gerard to the kitchen and then to the garden. They walked in the moonlight, past Frank’s room and the Queen Anne’s lace that still grew there. The roses were completely gone now. They walked past the strawberry patch then past the wild flowers. They passed the entrance to the forest, and Mike and Matt’s home. Finally they came to the small lake.

”This is the entrance. Step into the water, but you will not get wet or drown.”

Gerard held back the urge to roll his eyes at the drown part, he knew better. He stepped forward and into the water with his eyes closed. It was like wading through thick air. Gerard continued until he was submerged then opened his lids. He gasped at the sight before him. It was the Mansion the way it looked when he was younger. Everything was the same, and the sun was shining. He walked forward and entered the kitchen door. The kitchen was bustling with servants, and he looked around then saw James.

”Jimmy!”

”Gerard.”

Gerard ran over and hugged James tight.

”I missed you so much.”

”I figured that was why Master Iero came to find me.”

Gerard turned around and saw the smug expression on Frank’s face. He wondered why if he found James, why he could not find Jamia too.

”Gerard…”

Gerard saw the look on Frank’s face and stopped.

”Sorry Master.”

”I told you not to question my powers.”

”Yes, Master.”

James let go of Gerard and turned around to the oven. The smell hit Gerard immediately.

”Here you go.”

Gerard smiled. He missed James’ strawberry tarts. He took the confection and smiled.

”Thank you Jimmy.”

Jimmy leaned in and kissed Gerard’s forehead.

”Anytime, Mistress Iero.”

Gerard blushed. He had not been called that in a long time without Robert’s name added, and certainly not Mistress. He internally heard Frank smirk and sighed. Gerard turned around and looked at him. Frank had a neutral look on his face, but his thoughts betrayed him and Gerard blushed again. He wondered if he still looked as good as Frank made him feel.

”Why don’t we find a mirror, and you can tell me.”

Gerard startled when Frank answered his thoughts out loud, and James laughed. They made their way out of the kitchen, and Gerard placed the tart on the dining room table. Frank placed a possessive hand on his lower back then led him out of the dining room and into the common room. Gerard was still taking in how everything looked the same as Frank led him upstairs to his room. He walked in and Frank stood him in front of the mirror. He was shocked. His twenty one year old self was looking back at him. Gone was the age spots and laugh lines. His inked body was gone too, instead were the upraised scars of fresh cuts in his skin. He ran a hand over one and shivered.

”I did like the ink on your skin.”

”I wanted to preserve what you gave me.”

Frank walked up behind him and lifted his shirt to caress the swallows on his hips. Gerard shuddered at the touch he had missed so much.

”Yeah, but I like the fresh marks better.”

Gerard’s hair was back to the beet red that Frank had Jamia dye it to. He felt the years melting away in his mind. No pain, just his youth back.

”Like the body I chose for you?”

Gerard went to answer then changed it.

”Does it please you Master?”

Frank growled and gripped Gerard’s hips turning him to face him.

”It would please me more if you were on your knees and you mouth was no longer filled with words but my cock.”

Gerard gasped and said nothing else. He dropped to his knees and opened the button on Frank's trousers like he had practiced a thousand times. He had missed this feeling. It had been a long time since he and Michael had done anything.

”Well if you missed it so much then get to it, and stop thinking about someone else’s cock.”

”Yes Master, sorry Master.”

Gerard said nothing else and opened his mouth around Frank’s cock. It felt so good to hear him groan when Gerard took him in. He went right to sucking the way he knew Frank loved. He concentrated on the vein under the shaft that he knew drove Frank crazy. Frank gripped his hair and pulled on it hard, and now it was Gerard’s turn to moan. That vibration sent a shock through Frank’s body, and he started to fuck Gerard’s mouth. Gerard just stayed still and took it while working his tongue around on each stroke.

”God Gee, missed your fucking mouth so much. Such a good girl with your tongue.”

Gerard moaned at being praised and it was not long till Frank was cumming with a shout down his throat. Gerard drank it all down then fell back when Frank let go of his head.

”Up on the bed, now you slut.”

Gerard scrambled forward and climbed up. Frank tore his clothes off and licked a stripe up Gerard’s chest. He circled around his nipple where the flame had been carved. Gerard shuddered and grasped the sheets.

”You are not going to cum are you Gee?”

”*gasp* No Master.”

”Good girl.”

Frank crawled between Gerard’s legs and turned him over. Gerard could feel him nudge against his ass and he was surprised that Frank was hard again. Frank just chuckled.

”This is my world remember. I can be what I want, and you can be what I want.”

With no other words Frank pushed inside of him. Gerard cried out at the feeling of being so full. He thought there would be more pain too.

”Oh I can do that if you want.”

”No Master, please... Not right now.”

”Oh so you would want to feel that pain sometime? Such a pain slut.”

Gerard moaned out some kind of answer, but his words were unheard or cared for. Frank began to fuck him hard and fast. He needed this so much. It had been so long since his body was well enough to enjoy this kind of treatment.

”That is not something that you will have to worry about anymore. You will always look like this until I change it.”

”Yes Master *pant* thank you Master.”

Frank grabbed his head and pushed it into the bed.

”Enough talking slut.”

Gerard reduced himself to groans as Frank fucked him into the mattress. The bed was creaking, and he was coming close to hitting the headboard.

”Ah shit Gee, so fucking tight. Just how I like you. Gonna fill you up again and again.”

”Please, yes, please Master.”

Gerard forgot he was not to talk, but Frank shouted out and came at that moment, filling him up with his cum. Gerard wanted to cum so badly, but he did not even ask.

”Good girl, because I am not through with you yet anyway.”

Gerard let out a happy sigh. If this was his after life, he was going to be busy for a long time.

”You got that right Gee.”

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'June 21st, Last Entry'

”It has been five years since the passing of my brother, and life has returned to normal. Well as normal as we get. My son and his granddaughter have struck up an amazing friendship that no one could break apart. The other day I was visiting the boys when I heard them in Frank’s old room.”

”So this is your Grandpa?”

”One of them yes.”

”You have two?”

”Well three, but we don’t talk about the other one much.”

”Why not?”

”Just don’t. I asked Grandpa Frankie once, but he just shrugged.”

”How do you get to talk to people who have died?”

”Grandpa Frankie said I are special.”

”I want to be special too!”

”You are special to me.”

”I walked in to see them in a friendly embrace. It warmed my heart. They saw me and smiled. Then they ran out of the room laughing. I looked at the painting of my old friend and smiled. I have heard of Giselle talking about Frank like he was still around. Once I walked by her room and heard a strange conversation.”

”But why?”

”It’s not fair G.Pop!”

”I will not!”

”Ugh, fine sorry for yelling.”

”Yes Grandpa Frankie, I will.”

”I love you both too.”

”I knocked on her door and when she opened it, she was alone. Other times that has occurred, but I never saw her with someone. I would like to believe that she is really talking to Frank or Gerard, but that is too much to hope for. I close this last entry with this thought, and wonder what the next generation will say when they find it. Till then. Michael James Way.”

Michael closed the journal and placed it back in the wall panel that Gerard kept it in all these years. He sighed. In those thirty five years he had lost so much family, but gained so much at the same time. He was happy raising his son and watching his grandniece grow into an amazing young woman. Although she was older, his wife did an amazing job raising their child. She doted on the boy, and it made his heart ache that Gerard could not see this.

”Oh but I can.”

Michael turned his head when his brother’s voice filled the room. He looked around, but did not see anyone.

”I must be going crazy.”

”No Mikey you aren’t.”

”Gee?”

Michael looked around again, and then saw it in the mirror. The reflection of his older brother standing next to Frank. They both looked like they did back when Michael was still in his teens. He got up and walked over to the mirror. Michael placed a hand on the glass, and Gerard covered the other side with his own.

”Gee, how…”

”Don’t question it Mikey, just believe it.”

”So Giselle can see you and Frankie.”

”Hey Mikey.”

”Yeah, she kind of can, but not for much longer. She will be sixteen soon and lose the ability.”

”So that was the fight the other day?”

”Yes, she is a spitfire princess.”

”Of course she is Master, she is related to you and I.”

Frank chuckled and walked forward.

”You did a good job Mikey, taking care of my pets for me. I wanted to tell you that for the longest time.”

”Thanks Frankie.”

Gerard and Frank smiled back at Michael.

”Time to leave now.”

”I’ll miss you Mikey.”

”I always miss you Gee.”

”I love you.”

”I love you too.”

They faded out of the mirror till Michael only saw his reflection, and the reflection of Giselle. He turned to her and smiled with tears in his eyes.

”They were amazing people huh?”

”You have no idea… Well I guess you do.”

Giselle laughed and she sounded just like Frank’s giggles. She walked in and hugged Michael tightly.

”It’s selfish of me you know? I have had them all my life, but you only got to see them for a moment.”

”Yes, but I had years before you were born.”

”True. I am glad they are both happy together though. Will you join them when you die?”

”I don’t know sweetie, but I would like to.”

”Then maybe it will happen.”

”Perhaps.”

”Papa!”

Michael scooped up his son who ran into the room. He smiled and kissed his head. Perhaps one day he would join Frank and Gerard, but for right now he needed to live his life.

”Come on guys, let’s go see if Arianna will make us a strawberry tart.”

”Just like Gee!”

Michael looked at his son and chuckled. They walked out of the room and closed the door.

”Yes, just like Gee.”

Notes

Wow, it's really over now. This fic has been my baby forever. Each time I get a new reader or a comment or kudos it continues to astound me. I can't thank you all enough for taking this journey with me, but now it has truly come to an end. Thank you so much for your love and support! ^-^

Many thanks to my Geebear ***Digdeepenough*** for allowing me to use the name Giselle Autumn for Gerard's granddaughters name. This is the name of her Gerard in my favorite fic of hers, "Perfect Package". You really need to read it, it is fucking amazing! ^-^

To my loyal betas, ***Trixgril***, my betafishy, and ***RedRomRomance***, my fic pet Ariashii and daughter-in-law of this fic, thank you for you input and advice that helped me make the decisions that made this fic that more amazing. ^-^