Part 3 of 5 of Journey's Gift

Xena paused and silence like a black shroud engulfed them. Xena finally said, "I knew he'd come for you. I hid you in a barrel in the hold. Then I killed his men one at a time and left their bodies in front of his cabin like a loyal cat leaving mice for its benefactor. I wanted to draw him out, make him careless, challenge him one-on-one, and make him pay for what he did to me. It worked until I became careless and had to face two of his men in a sword battle on their ground, not mine. I took them, but the toll was heavy; that was the first time I vomited blood. I knew I could not defeat him. I was too weak. He was preparing to execute twenty of his own men if I was not found, so I turned myself in. He was about to run his sword through me when one of his sailors killed him. Tyrus told me the men were ready to mutiny. I had no choice but to hope they would intervene."

Xena stopped talking for a few moments, collected her thoughts and said, "I think the worst thing was knowing he took what I only want to share with you." Gabrielle felt the knot in her throat. "And I was powerless to stop him; he could do whatever he wanted, and there was not a thing I could do to stop him. Great Zeus! How I wanted to kill him!" Xena was dry eyed but Gabrielle began to weep, and Xena enveloped her in her arms and kissed her, "Don't cry my love; it's all right. Everything will be all right, I promise."

Looking up into Xena's beautiful, blue eyes, Gabrielle asked, "Will it, Xena? Will it ever be all right?"

"Ssshhh...My love, we'll get through this together," Xena promised.

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The next day they slept late, bathed and took their meals in their room. Neither was in a hurry to do anything. It was as though they were both resting and letting their peaceful time together heal their bodies and their spirits. No one spoke of Damon or the Sea Mist, nor did they speak of the perilous journey that loomed before them or of the uncertainties of what was to come. When night fell, they found solace once again in each other's loving embrace. ________________________________________________________________________

Chapter 17:

The next morning Xena dressed and went down stairs to check on Argo and to pay for an additional night at the inn. She told Gabrielle that she needed the extra day to locate and purchase a good pack horse and additional food and supplies for their new overland route that they were forced to take. Although not entirely true, it did play into her reasons. She was glad to be out of bed after seven days of being cooped up. She was anxious for some physical activity. However, she was not anxious to begin the trip east. Not only was she painfully aware of the dangers that lurked there, she was fearful of what she might find in Sinope or even what she might not find. Unable to continue the sea trip to Byzantium, her plans were definitely altered. It was well over a hundred leagues between Cius and Sinope, and they would have to traverse mountainous terrain for at least thirty leagues before reaching the grassy rolling plains. Once on the plains, there would be different hazards to face. They would have to climb through rugged mountain passes to finally reach Sinope. There would not be many villages between here and their final destination. Other than Astacus and Heraclea Pontica there would be few places to find additional supplies. Astacus was twenty leagues from Cius and Heraclea Pontica was thirty leagues beyond Astacus. From there it was another fifty leagues to Sinope. At least between Astacus and Heraclea was Amazon territory. Xena knew they could seek help from the Amazons if the need arose. She even considered leaving Gabrielle with her Amazons, but she also knew this alternative would not sit well with Gabrielle. In this foreign territory anything could happen, and she did not wish to endanger Gabrielle any further or overlook any possible options.

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As Xena reformulated her plans and searched the city of Cius for the supplies and food the journey would require, she was unaware that her every movement was closely monitored.

When Xena returned to the inn in the late afternoon with her newly purchased gear and a large bay colored pack horse, the spies tailing her crept silently out of the city leaving only two behind to keep an eye on the Warrior Princess through the rest of the evening and night. Slipping through the shadows of early evening, the intelligence gathering party returned to their secluded camp camouflaged among the dense trees that lined the narrow mountain pass that was the only road leading to the east. The warrior would take this route. Then they would make their move, and she would be theirs.

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Xena rousted Gabrielle out of bed early the next morning before the sun had touched the horizon. In the gloom of early morning, Gabrielle, grumbling, fumbled to dress herself and then joined Xena in the stables. Xena carried their gear down and was busy packing the new horse. Glancing at Argo Gabrielle looked dismally at the saddle high atop the golden steed and thought, `Oh gods.' All too soon Xena mounted and reached down to hoist her onto Argo's back. Gabrielle wondered why Xena did not put her in the front as she did on the way to Amphipolis.

Before she could voice her thought, Xena spoke, "As soon as we are out of the city and we have hit our stride, I will let you ride in the front so that you can sleep a little." Gabrielle's heart was warmed by Xena's attention to her every need. She thought herself truly blessed to be joined to such a kind and caring life partner. "I also want to see how these two will work out together," Xena said referring to the horses. " I have better control if I sit in the front." Gabrielle wrapped her arms around Xena's waist and snuggled into her back. Although Xena loved the feel of Gabrielle pressed against her body, she worried that Gabrielle would become too comfortable and fall asleep and take a tumble. She reminded Gabrielle to hang on tightly. As the two wended their way through the streets of the city, the sun began to slowly climb and melt away the early morning chill.

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The spies, who had been left to watch, slipped from the stables and the tavern and retrieved their own mounts from the alley behind the inn. Hanging well back, so as not to be seen, they slowly tailed the eastbound travelers.

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Outside the city, Xena eased the two horses into a slow, easy lope. Knowing that they would soon enter a mountain pass that was narrow and steep, she wanted to make good time whenever the terrain would allow it. Two candlemarks from the city Xena slowed the horses as they began their ascent into the mountain pass. The trail was narrow and rugged, and the horses carefully chose their footing with each step. As they climbed, the forest around them became denser and more primeval. Ground mist swirled around the horse’s hooves. The sunlight burned through the leafy branches intermittently, occasionally causing momentary blindness to the travelers and their steeds. The path, well worn by many travelers, seemed desolate as if it was a thousand leagues from civilization. Gabrielle chattered happily, and Xena answered her with chuckles and simple replies. As the forest deepened, the happy conversation trailed off, and Xena sensed something was not quite right. Noticing Xena stiffen in the saddle, Gabrielle peered through the dense foliage and tried to see what she knew Xena felt.

"Gabrielle, we are going to dismount," Xena said.

"Xena, what is it?"

"I don't know, but it's too quiet. I want you off Argo. Stay clear of the pack horse, and remain behind me." Xena stopped Argo when they reached a small level knoll where the trail widened. She swung her leg over Argo's neck, jumped to the ground, and helped Gabrielle dismount. Then she drew her sword and searching the tree tops for the unseen threat moved forward cautiously. Gabrielle, with a hand pressed into Xena's back, became her shadow. Xena did not know how many there were, but she could feel their presence. She knew they were totally surrounded and sorely outnumbered. She whispered to Gabrielle, "Drop back slowly and get your staff." Gabrielle's staff protruded from the pack on the second horse and was easily accessible. She slowly inched back, and just before she could reach for the staff the attack began.

Twenty masked warriors carrying swords, bows, and spears dropped all around them from the heavens like rain falling from the sky. At the same time fifteen more appeared suddenly from the depths of the forest. The two, who had been following, sealed the trail behind them. Gabrielle's terror was immediately relieved when she recognized the Amazon masks, but Xena remained in a defensive position keeping herself between most of the warriors and Gabrielle. Gabrielle clasped her hands above her head, and the Amazons stopped in their attack. When Xena realized the warriors did not approach, she tossed her sword aside, and clasped her hands above her head in the familiar Amazon greeting of peace. They moved away from the horses and were taken totally by surprise when a tall Amazon stepped forward and swung a spinning kick into Xena's gut knocking the wind from her and doubling her over. Before she could recover, the same Amazon kicked her viciously in the back of the knees and drove an elbow into Xena's back dropping her to her hands and knees. Then in one swift, fluid motion the towering Amazon drew her sword from her sheath and lifted it double fisted in an arc above Xena's head. Gabrielle, who had moved toward Xena after the first vicious kick screamed, "NO." and threw her body over Xena's protecting her as the deadly blade began its descent. When the blade did not come crashing down on her, Gabrielle looked up at the sword wielding Amazon who towered over them menacingly behind the mask . In the most commanding voice she could muster Gabrielle announced, "I am Gabrielle, Queen of the Amazons by right of caste bestowed upon me by Terreis, daughter of Melosa."

From behind the tall Amazon, another woman stepped forward and pushed her avian mask back. "We know who you are, My Queen; we want to know why you are traveling with this murderer, the Warrior Princess, Butcher of Cirra, Destroyer of Nations, Disciple of Ares?" the warrior said.

Astonished at the venom that dripped from those words Gabrielle frowned. Had they not heard that Xena had changed and now worked to correct her past transgressions? Xena, holding her stomach and trying to find her breath, sat back on her heels. Gabrielle dropped by her side, looked up angrily at the Amazon who had so ruthlessly attacked her warrior, then shifted her attention to Xena. Touching Xena's shoulder and reaching for her stomach, she asked with quiet concern, "Xena, is it all right, your stomach?" Xena nodded. Gabrielle rose and turned to address the woman who had stepped forward. "I would like to speak to your acting queen," she commanded.

"I am the acting queen," the woman replied. "I am Philippa of the Eastern Provinces."

Gabrielle was surprised that she stood before the acting queen of the Eastern Nations. They were at least thirty leagues from Amazon territory, and the queen seldom traveled that far unless it was very important. Gabrielle maintained her regal bearing and said coolly, "Then perhaps you can explain to your queen why she and Xena, her joined consort, were so viciously attacked." Gabrielle turned to Xena and reached her hand down to her. Xena smiled for Gabrielle, amused at what a great actress the bard could be, took her hand, rose and stood beside her. She then glared at the Amazon who had almost sent her to the underworld.

Gabrielle's words stunned the Amazon queen. A look of utter confusion played across Philippa’s face. When she finally found her voice she stuttered slightly, "But...but, my Queen, we were told to meet you in Byzantium. When my warriors arrived and located your ship, they were informed that the Warrior Princess took your unconscious body off the ship at Cius. When my Amazons returned and informed me, we rode as hard as we could to rescue you. We thought she had kidnapped you and was going to hold you for ransom or worse. Our spies had heard that she was taking you to Sinope. The slave trade there is prolific."

"Now why would the woman I love and who loves me want to do all those things? And who told you to meet us in Byzantium?" Gabrielle asked evenly.

"We received word from Ephiny, acting Queen of the Western Nations, that you and your consort would be arriving in Byzantium," Philippa explained. "We were not aware that Xena, the Warrior Princess, was your companion."

Gabrielle, still playing her role, furrowed her brow and stated, "Xena is not just my companion, Philippa. She took me from the Sea Mist because I was very ill. And since it is apparent you have not heard, Xena is no longer a servant of Ares or a warlord."

Philippa stepped forward, dropped to one knee, laid her right fist on her chest, bowed her head and said, "I apologize to you, My Queen, for my ignorance and rash actions, forgive me."

Gabrielle spoke the ritual Amazon litany, "All is forgiven, rise, Philippa."

Philippa rose and immediately stepped in front of Xena, dropped to one knee and repeated the ritual, "I apologize to you, Xena, My Queen's consort, for my ignorance and rash behavior. I hope you can understand, I only wanted to protect My Queen."

Xena imitated Gabrielle's words, "All is forgiven, rise, Philippa."

Philippa rose and immediately the tall Amazon stepped forward towering over Gabrielle and lifting her mask from her face. Xena bristled at the closeness of this tall, dark woman. She felt Gabrielle's fingers tighten on her hand which she still held. Dropping to her knee and bowing before Gabrielle, the Amazon spoke, "Your humble servant, Petra, apologizes to My Queen, for my brusque and ignorant behavior. May you find it in your heart to forgive me." Xena hoped that not every Amazon here would have to go through this ridiculous ritual, or they would be there all day.

Gabrielle spoke, "All is forgiven, rise, Petra." Feeling Xena's presence, Gabrielle thought to herself, `I'm not the one you need to worry about.'

Petra immediately turned to Xena. She dropped to her knee, bowed her head laying her sword in the palm of her hands, offered her blade and her life to Xena. "Forgive me, warrior, for my cowardly, misguided behavior; my life is yours to forfeit."

Thoughts of grabbing her sword and lopping off her head flitted through Xena's mind and possibly Gabrielle's too because the bard squeezed Xena's hand hard. "All is forgiven, rise, Petra." Xena replied dryly.

But rather than rising, the warrior remained on her knees and looked up into Xena's eyes and said with sincerity, "It was an unfair battle, warrior. I am sorry, but my heart is glad that we have such a brave Queen who would throw herself under a blade to save her joined consort."

Xena raised her eyebrow at the warrior who only moments before took such delight in forcing her to her knees and who now knelt completely subservient before her. Xena searched the Amazon’s face for ulterior motives but saw nothing but the face of a dedicated warrior. She finally replied, "Yes, our Queen is the bravest woman I know. Now stand up, warrior." Xena squeezed Gabrielle's hand and thought to herself, `And I am the luckiest woman alive.'

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Chapter 18:

When they retired for the evening, Gabrielle insisted that Xena let her examine her after Petra’s attack. Xena finally agreed to her demands. There was a nasty bruise across her upper stomach but nothing like before. When she prodded around on it, Xena didn't even flinch. Gabrielle was satisfied that Xena had not suffered any serious injuries, but she paid special attention to the area, healing it with her sweet kisses during their love making. When they lay in each other's arms later, Gabrielle confided in Xena, "When I saw one of my own Amazons so viciously attack you after you had thrown down your sword, I thought you were dead. I was so scared I didn't know what to do."

"Well, my love," Xena said, "although I don't like the idea of you jumping in front of a sword, you did a brave thing, Gabrielle, you saved my life."

"I guess they are a little slow to receive news so far from anywhere," Gabrielle replied thoughtfully. "I can't believe they had not heard of how you had changed. I'm really surprised they did not know that you traveled with their Amazon Queen." Gabrielle was quiet for a while thinking about the events of the day and then she asked, "Xena, exactly how did the Amazons know we were going to be in Byzantium?"

"I suppose it's my fault; I asked Toris to get a message to Ephiny requesting that she send some Amazons to meet us at the boat," Xena answered.

"Why did you want the Amazons to meet us?" Gabrielle asked curiously.

Xena knew she would have to tread lightly. She said, "There were a number of reasons."

"Would you mind telling me some of them? You can start by telling me why you did not inform me of this message."

Xena explained, "I'm sorry, Gab, I didn't tell you. I didn't want to upset you. I was afraid that by the time you got to Byzantium you would be so sick, you would be unable to continue. I needed a back up plan. A place where you could stay among friends where you would be safe, and you could recuperate."

"And tell me, Xena, where were you going to be if I was too sick to go on?" inquired the bard.

Xena knew this had better be good and she said, "All right it wasn't a very good plan. That was before you nursed me back to health both physically and emotionally and before you threw yourself in front of a sword wielding, mad Amazon to save my life. I've changed my mind, I wouldn't leave you behind if you begged me."

"That's more like it, my warrior," Gabrielle said sternly.

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The Amazons insisted on escorting their queen and her consort to their eastern border which was almost to the city of Heraclea Pontica. They brought extra horses and offered one to Queen Gabrielle, but both she and Xena preferred that she ride with Xena on Argo. They did insist on leading their pack horse for them, and each night when they stopped to set up camp, the warriors put up a large tent for both their Queens, giving Gabrielle and Xena the larger of the two. They heated water so that their Queens could bathe comfortably each evening, and each night they cooked a feast.

Gabrielle delighted her Amazon subjects with a repertoire of tales and stories about the Western Province Amazons, the gods, and, of course, her favorite subject, the Warrior Princess. Over the course of time, Gabrielle convinced the Amazons that Xena was not a person to fear or hate. While Gabrielle gathered the Amazons around the fire and engrossed them with her stories, Xena would sit in her usual spot and stare at her. The warrior watched every little nuance that was Gabrielle. The way her eyes would sparkle and dance, the way every once in a while they would make eye contact and Gabrielle's face would brighten only for her at that moment. Xena loved the way her bard’s fingers moved as she described a vivid picture. Xena smiled inside at Gabrielle’s lips when they would not quite close when she listened to someone talking. The warrior delighted in the bard’s musical laughter, her perfect innocence, and all the other things that made Gabrielle, her Gabrielle. How she loved her! And while she sat and watched Gabrielle, Petra sat and watched Xena watching Gabrielle.

After one such evening, Xena went to check on Argo as she always did before bed. There leaning against a tree in the moonlight was Petra. The two had not spoken with each other since that first encounter, and they maintained a respectful distance at all times. Xena knew the tall Amazon, who could look Xena in the eyes standing flatfooted was there before she spoke. Her warrior senses were on full alert, but her curiosity won out, and she ignored the warrior as she attended Argo.

Petra spoke first, aware that Xena was aware of her. "Beautiful evening, don't you think?"

Being non-committal, Xena replied evenly, "Yes, it is."

"Should be at the eastern border in a couple of days," Petra said.

"Yep," Xena replied as she worked a brush through Argo’s mane.

After an uncomfortable pause, Petra said, "If I might be so bold, how long have you known our Queen?"

Xena stopped brushing Argo and frowning said, "Why do you want to know?"

Petra replied, "Just curious."

"Over two years," Xena said as she continued brushing the horse.

Petra moved away from the tree and toward Xena. "She is indeed a special person," she observed.

Xena said, "That she is."

"How did you ever get her to fall in love with you?" Petra asked, her voice incredulous.

Xena turned and faced the warrior whom she judged to be at least six years younger than herself. She asked, "I honestly do not know. Is there a point to this conversation?"

Petra ran her hand down Argo's neck. "We're alike you and I," she said. "We are both warriors. You've felt the bloodlust. So have I. You hardened your heart so that it doesn't bother you to kill. So have I. When I look at you I see myself, darkness." Xena listened carefully to the words of this Amazon warrior and heard herself speaking years ago. "I see you look at her with such softness and love, and I see her look at you with adoration. How did you win a love like that?"

"Just fate, I guess," Xena said and then paused and gathered her thoughts. "We're not that much alike." Petra stopped rubbing Argo and looked at Xena with a frown. "You kill for a reason. I stopped needing a reason. When you apologized, you meant it. I would never have done that. You haven't arrived yet, Petra, do yourself a favor, don't. Don't sink to my depths because climbing back out is not easy. If it were not for Gabrielle, I would be dead now. You cannot live with out light for long. Don't let your light go out because you may not find a Gabrielle who will share her light with you."

"You think there is hope for me?" Petra asked quietly.

"If there's hope for me, there's definitely hope for you." A long pause followed and finally Xena asked, "What is it you really want Petra?"

Petra, slow to answer, finally said, "There is someone in my heart, but she is so different from me. I thought because of that, it was hopeless." The tall warrior paused as if struggling for the right words. "Then I saw you and Queen Gabrielle; so different but so much in love. I just want to know how did you win her heart?"

Xena thought to herself, `Oh great now I'm playing match maker,' "Do you think she has feelings for you?"

"We've never spoken about it, and sometimes she gets so mad at me, and I have no idea why, but sometimes in quiet moments, I see her look at me, and then I think she has feelings for me."

Xena didn’t quite know what to say to this young warrior. Artemis’ words of advice flitted through her thoughts along with visions of Petra kneeling before her. Xena remembered the young warrior’s sincere eyes and honest words from their first encounter. Xena repeated simply, "I saw inside your heart warrior; I would trust it." Xena turned and walked away leaving Petra bathed in moonlight.

When she returned to her tent, Gabrielle was waiting for her in bed. "Took longer than normal, is everything all right?" she inquired.

Xena sat on the edge of the pallet and smiled and said, "Everything's fine; It's a beautiful night."

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The Amazons bid their queen and her consort good bye at the eastern border not more than eight leagues from the city of Heraclea Pontica. Gabrielle promised that she would visit them again one day, and Philippa gave her and Xena warm embraces. As Xena turned Argo eastward, Petra stepped from the crowd of Amazons and offered Xena her warrior farewell. Xena leaned forward, clasped Petra's arm, and stared into her dark brown eyes. Petra said for Xena's ears only, "Thank you, warrior." She stepped back as Xena urged Argo forward. Gabrielle watched the interchange closely and searched Petra's face curiously as they rode by her. The only thing revealed was a pleasant smile.

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Sometime later Gabrielle inquired, "Did something happen back there between you and Petra?"

"You mean did she try to kill me? Yes," Xena said.

"No, I mean, after the initial meeting. I never saw you two even near each other, but when we left, I heard her thank you. What was that all about?" Gabrielle asked, her curiosity burning.

"Oh, nothing, it's just a warrior thing," Xena replied evasively.

"Oh I see; you have this warrior code that won't let you reveal things to us non-warriors, right?" Gabrielle stated somewhat indignant.

"Yep," Xena smirked.

"Well, that's not fair! How would you like it if we bards kept trade secrets from you warrior types?"

Xena replied teasingly, "Imagine that, something a bard refuses to talk about!"

"We have a code of honor too, you know," Gabrielle stated.

Xena said, "Uh huh."

"Hey, I can keep a secret, warrior, just as well as you."

"You think so, eh?" Xena teased.

Gabrielle said, "Oh! No, I know what you're doing, you are just trying to get me to forget about you and Petra."

"Yeah, that was what I was trying to do, but I don't think it was worth it," Xena replied seriously.

"What do you mean by that?" The bard demanded.

Xena rolled her eyes, snorted, shook her head and said, "What do you say we make camp?"

"You're trying to change the subject again," said the bard.

"Yeah, I am; I was just thinking how nice it's going to be to be alone with you again after sharing you the last six days with your Amazons."

Gabrielle smiled at the comment and replied, "You know I kind of like the way you change the subject sometimes." Xena chuckled and reined the horses to stop under a copse of trees.

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That night by the campfire, Gabrielle questioned Xena about their upcoming challenge. "How far are we from Sinope?"

"It's still almost ten days travel from here," Xena said.

Xena seemed quiet and pensive, and Gabrielle remained silent for a while. Finally she asked, "Do you have a plan, Xena?"

Xena replied, "I'm working on it." Then they were quiet.

Later Gabrielle said, "When you figure it all out, will you please inform me? I want to know what you want me to do to help." Xena stared intently into the campfire.

Xena sighed and looked at Gabrielle and said, "Gab, I really don't know exactly what I'm going to do until I get there. I will need to see the outlay of the palace where Chloe is. I don't know if she is free to come and go. I don't even know if she is under house arrest. She and her children could already be dead for all I know. It has been over a moon since she wrote that letter to Cyrene. It's been almost nine years since I was in Sinope. Things have probably changed. When I get there, I will have to reconnoiter the area and try and find a weakness in their defenses."

"Xena, what if a traveling bard was able to get into the palace and provide entertainment? While I was inside, I could snoop around."

"No! I'll not have you risking your life," Xena stated emphatically, her voice firm and her words unbending, closing the door on the conversation for the evening.

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Chapter 19:

After ten long days of travel over grassy rolling plains and through rugged, mountainous terrain, Xena and Gabrielle finally arrived in Sinope. The final leg of their journey had been boring and arduous. As each day passed as they neared the city, Xena became more pensive and less talkative. The final day on the road they hardly said a word. Gabrielle had never ridden into battle with Xena; had she, she would not have been so confused. This was just the warrior's way when preparing for battle and when faced with insurmountable odds. The entire way she focused every bit of her body, mind, and soul on the what lay ahead. In her mind she laid out a hundred different plans and worked on each minute detail. When not planning, she practiced her warrior skills over and over in her mind while Argo plodded along as if a prearranged agreement had been made between rider and horse.

Before entering the city, Xena pulled two robes from their pack, handed one to Gabrielle, and said, "Put this on, we don't want to stand out." Then she put on a bulky, silky robe that hid sword and clothing from curious eyes. In Sinope Xena was pleased to find an inn and stables not far from the royal palace before sunset. She did not want to be roaming the streets of a strange city after dark with Gabrielle. For a moment, her mind drifted to Gabrielle again, and she realized she had neglected her the last few days. She would have to take care of that later. Gabrielle was a problem, however, how could she be sure her stubborn little Amazon bard would cooperate with her plans? She could not let Gabrielle get mixed up in this because it was too dangerous. For several moments she cursed herself for bringing her with her. She could have been in Sinope days ago and headed back by now. How had she let her own selfish desires influence her decision? Oh well, no use worrying about what could not be helped now. She would just have to lay the law down and make Gabrielle see things her way.

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That evening Gabrielle and Xena enjoyed a meal in the tavern before retiring for the night. When they had arrived, Xena took their gear upstairs and laid out clothes for them on the bed.

Curiously, Gabrielle asked, "What's this?" fingering the silky material. "Where did you get these?"

"Those, Gabrielle, are the clothes we will wear while here in Sinope. We must at least appear outwardly to be locals. Our accents of course will give us away when we speak, but that is why I am going to let you do most of the talking, besides you are better at it than me. I picked the clothes up in Cius when I went out to buy supplies."

Gabrielle picked up the smaller of the two garments and held it up. She started to shake her head as a look of doubt furrowed her eyebrows. Then she turned to Xena and said, "I think I like yours better. This is a little skimpy, don't you think?"

Xena dug intently through a bag as Gabrielle spoke. Finding a silver bracelet, she tossed it onto the bed. "There, that completes the whole effect," she said focusing on Gab's comment. Xena replied, "Not at all, that's what all the slaves wear in Sinope. Make sure you keep that bracelet on; it indicates your status."

"You're kidding, right? This is a joke, right?" Gabrielle asked in disbelief.

"No, Gabrielle, I'm not kidding." Xena said as Gabrielle began to protest. "Now let me explain before you start. Just hear me out." The bard sat on the bed, crossed her arms, and lifted her eyebrows as if to say, all right, explain. "First of all we need information. We will raise suspicion if we stand out too much. I have to wear the clothing of a noble woman because I need the robes to conceal my sword which we might need. If you play the part of the slave, you can chatter, and no one will care if you have a Thracian accent."

At that Gabrielle bristled, "It's Corinthian, not Thracian!"

Xena shot back, "And what's wrong with Thracian accents? After all you did fall for a Thracian! We must not be that barbaric!"

"You don't have to get so defensive; at least you don't have to be a slave," Gabrielle said pouting.

"Yes, well," Xena glanced away and continued, "as I was saying your accent won't give us away because it is not uncommon to have slaves here from the Greek city-states." Xena then wrapped her arms around Gabrielle and peered with laughing eyes into hers. "Besides, who would believe I was your slave? If I were, I'd just kick your butt and run away." Gabrielle in mock anger began to struggle in Xena's arms, and the two flopped on the bed laughing. After a playful tussle on the bed, Gabrielle begrudgingly agreed, and the two bathed, then slipped into their new clothes, and went downstairs to dine.

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The next day in the markets, Gabrielle played her part perfectly, chattering with everyone about everything that eventually always returned to the topic of the royal family of Sinope. Xena marveled at her bard's gift for conversing. She could disarm and persuade even the most tight-lipped to enter into conversation with her. Her bardic abilities enabled her to create an instant biographical history for herself that made the most cynical shop keeper wipe a tear from his eye and give Xena a look of sheer disdain. While Gabrielle infiltrated, Xena listened carefully to the eastern accent so that she could mimic it when she was forced to give monosyllabic commands to her sometimes wayward slave.

When they finally left the market, Xena complimented Gabrielle on a job well done but asked, "Did you have to tell them I have a horrible temper and beat you?"

"You didn't like that? I thought it was a realistic touch," Gabrielle said grinning. Xena rolled her eyes.

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That evening after Gabrielle was asleep, Xena rose and dressed in her leathers and armor and walked quietly out onto the balcony. She climbed the balcony banister and leaped up, grabbed the overhang and hoisted herself up onto the roof. There she made her way quickly through the city leaping from roof top to roof top until she could see the palace separated from the city by a high wall. From her vantage and with the help of a clear sky, she could see much of its layout. From Gabrielle's inquiries, she knew the court yard was located in the center of the palace, and the royal family's living quarters encircled the courtyard. The administrative buildings were on the north west corner, and the throne room and state rooms were on the southeast side of the palace. After a candlemark, Xena determined there were only palace guards at the main entrance facing north. The south side of the palace was cut into the mountain.

Xena leaped to the ground and raced to the corner of the palace wall. Reaching the wall, she plastered herself against its rough texture and blended into a shadow cast by a large tree that grew leaning over the rear wall. Xena wondered why they would let a tree grow this close to the wall. It was not a very good idea defensively, but then again Sinope was never threatened because it was practically inaccessible by land. It sat on a peninsula and was safe from inland invasions because of the high forest-clad mountains that encircled it. Its port was protected and difficult to attack. The steep incline from the harbor to the city made sea attacks foolish. It was not external forces that the city needed to worry about. Xena quickly climbed the tree and dropped inside the walls of the palace.

Once inside the walls, she slipped through an open doorway. Moving silently into the palace, she crept through a long hallway that entered the courtyard. From there she dashed across the central courtyard and into a foyer separated by curtains from a large room. Xena peeked through the curtains and discovered that the large room looked to be an elegant apartment. Believing the apartment was empty, she moved into the room and examined several personal items lying on a table. The market keepers had indicated that the mother of the young king was still living in the palace, however, they knew not where. Xena wondered if she touched Chloe's things. If only it was like it used to be, she would know. Dragging her mind to the purpose of her visit, she moved into the next room and found the bed chamber. In the room she checked the large bed. It was empty, but the covers had been pulled back as if waiting for its occupant to return soon. Xena swept the room with her eyes and finding no additional rooms, retreated the way she had come. At the entrance to the foyer, she took a right and entering a tiny hallway that soon turned left or right. She took the right and entered a small chamber with marble benches. On one bench, she saw a white, silk robe. As she picked up the robe, she could hear the faint splash of water in the next room. The robe was soft and cool in her hands, and she lifted it to her cheek. In an instant, a flood of memories threatened to bring her to her knees. She saw Chloe's face looking down at her in the fields of clover. The robe belonged to Chloe; she knew her scent. With robe in hand she headed toward the sounds of the water.

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Gabrielle awoke and reached out as she often did to reassure herself that her love was sleeping peacefully by her side. Her hand touched only empty bed. "Xena?" She sat up and blinked her eyes clearing the sleep. The warrior was not in the room. Gabrielle rose and found Xena's clothes from the evening folded neatly over a chair, but her leathers and armor were gone along with her sword and chakram. She ran to the door but found it locked from the inside. Gabrielle then looked to the balcony. She walked slowly and opened the door. Xena must have left by the balcony, but why? Gabrielle stepped onto the balcony and sat down quietly waiting for her warrior's return.

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Hidden in the shadows, Xena observed the bathing woman from the dark doorway. Her skin was like white alabaster bathed in the moonlight which poured through arched windows, and her dark hair contrasted sharply. Her lithe body moved gracefully in the water, and Xena's heart pounded in her chest at the realization that the woman in front of her was her Chloe. Her mannerisms betrayed her identity. This was Chloe. Suddenly the woman turned as if her name had been spoken aloud. She looked unafraid in Xena's direction, and the warrior ducked deeper into the shadows even though she knew Chloe could not see her from the bath. Unsure what to do, Xena felt like a voyeur. She just wanted to stand there forever and gaze upon her Chloe and remember all that they were and all that they had so long ago.

She was jarred from her memories by a sound that was sweeter than honey, "Is it you? Please come out of the shadows so that I may see you." Xena stepped slowly from the darkness and into the soft moonlight. A smile parted Chloe's lips, and she whispered, "I knew it was you, my love."

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Gabrielle sat on the balcony two candlemarks waiting for Xena's return, finally she retired driven in by the night chill. She climbed under the covers shivering. She wished Xena was there to warm her and wondered where her warrior was. She prayed to Artemis that Xena was safe. As she drifted off to sleep, her mind's eye saw a willowy young woman racing through green fields of soft clover.

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The two women stood for the longest time drinking in each other. Finally Chloe made her way to where Xena stood, climbed the steps from the baths, and stood in front of her. Xena held the robe open and helped Chloe into it. Chloe pulled the robe around her and turned to look up into Xena's eyes. Deep emotion filled her eyes and then she spoke, "I felt your presence for the first time in almost thirteen years." Xena said nothing as Chloe took her hand and lead her to her bed chamber. There they sat on the bed still staring into each others eyes. "My gods, Xena, you are more beautiful than you were when you were seventeen, and even then you made the gods envious." Xena dropped her eyes and smiled. "Well, I can see you are still a woman of action not words."

Xena's heart pounded as she looked up into eyes that sparkled with tiny black diamonds and danced on slate gray irises. "And you are just as I remember. You still look as you did in our seventeenth summer," Xena said her voice soft and low.

Chloe’s smiling face turned serious and she said, "Xe, I have missed you so much; I thought at times my heart would burst with sorrow. The last time I saw you when you and your forces came raging out of the West to rescue me, I wanted to throw myself in your arms." Chloe looked down at the strong hand in hers. "But I turned you away. I am sorry. It was a mistake. I was so afraid you would be killed. I couldn't watch that happen again." Chloe sighed and looked into the Aegean-blue eyes. "I had become almost used to the idea that you were dead, or at least when that realization would revisit me, I did not cringe as much at the thought. My heart grew accustomed to the wrenching pain in my chest when something would remind me of you and that horrible memory would torment me again."

Remembering sadly, Xena replied, "It's my fault; had I not been so stupid the year before, you would have known I survived the battle."

Chloe touched Xena’s check with the back of her fingers and pleaded, "Don't blame yourself, Xena, you have suffered enough, we both have. I just wish I could remove from my mind that final memory of your body being carried from the field by Toris." Xena felt her stomach lurch at the memory. "I was watching from the hill, you know. I saw our Lyceus, so handsome and brave, fall, and then there was a blur of activity and the next thing I knew you had disappeared." Chloe looked away from Xena as if seeing her now made the memory even more vivid. "When I finally saw you, you were lying on the ground, and Toris was standing over you. I saw him drag you from the field. He then picked you up. You were completely limp, your arms and legs dangled and your head lolled lifelessly, and you were covered with blood." Xena felt as if her heart was being ripped from her chest, and tears tumbled down her cheeks. Chloe continued, "I knew you were dead. I turned and ran. I couldn't see for the tears. I don't know how far I ran, but I ran until I thought my heart would burst. Then I fell. When I awoke, I was on a slaver's ship, but I didn't care. I just wanted to die so that I could join you and Lyceus in the Elysian Fields." She looked back up at Xena, tears moistening her youthful freckled cheeks. "Had I not been so impetuous, had I been more careful, I would not have been taken by the slavers, and I would have found you." Looking up at the ceiling she exclaimed, "Gods! I curse that day!"

Xena could stand no more. She took Chloe in her arms, and they held on to each other. Xena spoke, "It's my fault, my love." She choked on her tears but managed to continue, "I fell that day not from injuries, but from grief. Toris tried to get me to my feet, but I refused. My mind was so filled with Lyceus, I could think of nothing else." Chloe pulled away to look into Xena's pained eyes. "Toris carried me from the battlefield that day, not because I was injured, but to keep me from being killed. Had I not been so weak and self-centered, we could have been together all these years. That one action sacrificed our happiness forever." They both fell into each other's arms and cried and tried to comfort each other, and somewhere in their sorrow and in their need to comfort each other, they rediscovered the bliss they once experienced in each other's embrace so long ago.

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Before the light of dawn, Xena stirred at sounds of the larks announcing the coming day. She rolled out of Chloe's arms and sat up on the edge of the bed. Chloe awoke and touched her, "What is it, my love?"

"It's almost dawn; I've got to be going." Xena stood and began to dress as Chloe climbed out of bed and came around to help her fasten on her sword and armor. Xena sat again on the edge of the bed to pull on her boots.

"When will you be back?" Xena looked up at the note of desperation she heard in Chloe's voice but continued tying her boots.

"Soon, don't worry." She smiled to add reassurance to her promise. "Is it always this easy to get in here?"

Chloe said, "For now it is. The palace minister does not see me as a threat, but Lyceus is almost a prisoner in another part of the palace."

Xena stood up, a questioning look on her face, and said, "Lyceus?"

Chloe smiled, "My son, the heir to the throne." Xena nodded understanding. "Can you return earlier this time?" Chloe inquired, "Tonight? There is much we must talk over, and I have someone I want you to meet."

Xena raised her eyebrow and said, "Yes, we must talk. When is it safe?"

"I am usually awake well after everyone else has retired. If you can come when the moon has not reached it's zenith, and the sky is black, it will be quiet, there are only guards at the main entrance."

Xena said, "I'll be here." Chloe stepped into Xena's arms and they kissed. Xena pulled away gently, "Until tonight, my love," she said and walked out of the room.

Xena retraced her steps back to the corner of the stone wall. Twenty paces from the wall, and she sprang into a run and leaped from one wall catching the toe of her boot on a protruding stone and pushed herself upward and to the other wall climbing in a quick zigzag pattern until she reached the top. There she leaped into the tree and swung down to the other side of the wall dropping back against the wall and hiding in the shadows. Checking for patrols and seeing none, she ran for the cover of the row of buildings whose roofs she had used the evening before. She hurriedly made her way back to the stables hiding in the shadows of the buildings that hugged the narrow road. Once in the stables, she climbed to the loft and stood on the sill of the open window. From there, she hoisted herself up onto the stable roof and leaped onto the roof of the inn. She lowered herself over the roof suspended by her hands. She swung her body and jumped into the balcony of her and Gabrielle's room. Once on the balcony, she removed her armor, sword, and chakram and like a thief, stole into the room. There she quickly undressed and slipped under the covers next to Gabrielle as she looked to see if Gabrielle noticed her entrance. Gabrielle's back was to Xena, and she appeared asleep, her breathing slow and deep, and Xena sighed with relief. She certainly did not want to face Gabrielle yet.

As Xena drifted off to sleep, Gabrielle opened her eyes and stared into the dull gray of morning. Silently she thanked the gods for returning Xena safely to her, then she squeezed her eyes shut against the hot tears that threatened.

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The next day Xena tried to pretend nothing had happened the night before, but her heart was simply not into deceiving Gabrielle. She knew she could not tell her everything that had happened between herself and Chloe, but she would not lie to her either. She already felt Gabrielle was apprehensive and did not seem her chipper self. She wondered if Gabrielle had awakened and found her gone. She had not intended to be gone as long as she was. Then again, she had not intended to scale the walls of the palace and find Chloe on her first attempt either. She had no idea it would be so easy. She worried that it was too easy.

After a silent, late morning meal in the tavern, Xena suggested they go for a walk and perhaps visit a market so that Gabrielle could shop for entertainment purposes rather than for information. Xena hated that sort of thing, but she felt guilty. First she had ignored Gabrielle for the last several days, and then last night...well, not that she regretted her time with Chloe. She could not stand the thoughts of hurting her little Amazon, yet she was feared it was too late. She herself was confused. She loved them both. Chloe’s loss was the major reason her life had become such a nightmare, and finding Gabrielle was the major reason her life had finally turned around. How could she sacrifice either of them now?

Gabrielle agreed to the shopping suggestion but not with the usual enthusiasm that Xena grew to expect from her bard. She was saddened at Gabrielle's reaction, knowing in her heart it was her fault. As they walked in the warmth of the late morning sun, Xena began to speak, "Gabrielle, I went on a reconnaissance mission last night after you fell asleep." Expecting her to explode at not being told, Xena braced herself.

Gabrielle simply replied, "I know, I woke up, and you were gone."

Xena didn't quite know what to say although she had suspected this was what happened. "I am sorry I didn't tell you immediately this morning but.."

Gabrielle cut her off, "You didn't want to worry me." and kept walking calmly.

Xena looked at her out of the corners of her eyes and tried to read her mood, "It's more than that, Gab," she said. "I didn't tell you because I didn't want to have to fight with you. I knew you would want to come along. And, well, this is one thing that I have to do on my own."

Gabrielle stopped and looked up at Xena, "Why, Xena? Why is this the one thing you have to do on your own? Are you afraid I might see how much you still love Chloe? Is that it?"

"Gabrielle, I love you," Xena implored.

"Xena, believe it or not, I know you love me, but is that supposed to make it easier knowing you still love her too?" Xena did not reply; what could she say? "Answer me this, Xena. We've never really talked about it, but how did you feel when I decided to marry Perdicus? You knew then I loved you, but I chose to marry Perdicus."

Xena felt that old pang inside her gut, and sadly she replied, "I felt empty and sad and lonely." She paused searching her mind for the right thing to say, "Look, Gab, I don't know what the future will bring, but I do know I want you in my future. I cannot see me without you. Please try to understand, I need to work through this. I am confused, and I can't ask you to help me figure it all out like I usually do. It would not be fair to you. I hope I have never let you down before, and I do not intend to start now." Xena encircled Gabrielle's shoulders, and the bard leaned into her.

"I'm sorry, Xena, for adding to your problems," Gabrielle said.

"You have never added to my problems, Gab, you've been the solution." With that, the two entered the market and each spent the day working hard to please the other.

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That evening Xena informed Gabrielle that she needed to return to the palace to see Chloe to discuss the plans to help her and her children escape from the city of Sinope. She should not wait up for her. Gabrielle smiled a brave smile and told Xena to be careful. When she left, Gabrielle climbed into the large, empty bed and cried herself to sleep.

Xena used the same route as the night before and found it just as easy to enter the palace. Chloe, who had been watching for her, met her in the courtyard, and they immediately slipped into the foyer of Chloe's apartment. There, Chloe stopped Xena and pinned her against the wall as she pulled her head down so that their lips could meet. Xena felt her passion rise to meet Chloe's, but she stopped them both before it was too late pulling away almost breathlessly she said, "Chloe, wait, we need to talk before we lose ourselves in each other."

Chloe chuckled and said, "You're right, besides I want you to meet someone." Taking Xena's hand, she led her down the hall beyond the bath and into a room on the right. There in a small bed, a perfect miniature image of Chloe slept among the pillows and blankets. Xena stared in wonder at this beautiful little girl who looked exactly as Chloe did when she was a small child. The only discernible difference was the child's straight dark hair, Xena assumed her father's trait. Chloe's soft musical laughter at Xena's reaction filled the room, and Xena turned to smile at her with a raised eyebrow. Chloe spoke softly, and they moved away from the sleeping child, "She is almost three summers, and she is a gift to us from the gods."

Xena had heard that saying before in many references, but coming from Chloe, there was probably more to it that just a figure of speech, so Xena inquired, "What exactly do you mean?"

Chloe grasped Xena's hand in hers. "I decided I wanted a daughter. I thought about it for a long time. I missed you Xe, and I wanted a child to remind me of you. I prayed to Artemis and beseeched her to intercede on my part and give me a daughter who would be yours too. Not long after that, I discovered I was with child, I knew it was a girl; she spoke to me." Xena looked into Chloe's eyes and furrowed her eyebrows. "You remember, Xe?" Xena nodded. "So I spoke with her for hours on end, and I told her all about you, and how much I loved you, and how much you meant to me. And I told her you would make a wonderful mother, and you have so many skills to teach her. Then I prayed again to the gods that they make this child yours and mine in spirit and soul."

"Well, she certainly is yours, that's for sure," Xena said trying hard to hide the skepticism in her voice.

Chloe grinned, "And she is yours too. Imagine my husband's surprise; he was dark with curly hair." She then became deadly serious. "Xena, if anything happens to me, promise me, you will take her to Cyrene." Xena tried to stop this talk, but Chloe would not be stopped. "Promise me, my love, you will take this child as my gift to the mother of my heart. This child is her grandchild, and you are as much a parent to her as I. I have made sure of that."

Xena finally acquiesced, "All right, you've convinced me." She then turned and walked back over to peer down into the tiny freckled face. She somehow felt a warm glow within herself. Looking at Chloe, she asked, "And what is her name?"

Chloe smiled, joined her and said, "Zoe." Xena looked at Chloe knowingly. "A combination of my name and yours. Her name means life. With the birth of Zoe and my Lyceus, I brought the three of us back together again." Xena hid her cynicism, and watched as Chloe knelt on the floor by the child's head. Chloe looked up at Xena with laughing eyes. "You always doubted even when you saw the proof; I think that was one thing I found most attractive about you. You were never naive. Perhaps a little too stubborn, but never naive." She pulled Xena down next to her. "Let me show you something." Chloe bent over and kissed her sleeping daughter awake. "Zoe, honey, I've someone who you must meet." Zoe's eyes fluttered opened, and she smiled sweetly at her mother, and then she looked into Xena's eyes.

Xena looked down into her own ocean-blue eyes as if she was looking into a mirror that slightly distorted size. The child said, "Hello, Xena, Momma has told me all about you." Xena was taken aback by the child's instant recognition of her and by the child's appearance. "I have your eyes and hair; Momma says I have your temperament too, sometimes." Chloe chuckled and gathered the tiny child into her arms and hugged her as Zoe wrapped her right arm around her mother's neck and hugged her tightly; she looked over her mother's shoulder at Xena with her blue eyes and reached out with her tiny left hand for Xena.

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After tucking Zoe back into bed, the two returned to Chloe's chambers. Xena began to talk, afraid if she didn't start immediately, she would succumb to her own desire to touch Chloe and try to recapture all the years they had lost. "Things have changed for me Chloe since I last saw you almost ten years ago. I no longer lead an army. I gave that up."

Chloe smiled joyfully and grabbed Xena's hand, "Thank the great Artemis, my prayers have finally been answered. It broke my heart to hear of your activities; I knew that wasn't my Xena."

Xena looked into her lap and then back up at Chloe finding it difficult to tell her what she really needed to tell her. Chloe, recognizing the Xena she knew who often found it easier to jump on a horse and gallop off to hunt wild boar than to speak of what was in her heart,

asked, "What is it Xena, talk to me. It can't be all that bad."

Xena knew there was no easy way to say this, and she couldn't be as flowery as her bard, "I still love you with all my heart, Chloe. I feel as though you are a part of my soul that I had lost for so long, and I can't bear the thought of losing you again, but I have to be honest. I am bound to another."

Chloe smiled knowingly, "Oh, Xe, surely you didn't think that I would believe that you have pined away for me all these years? It's all right Xena, tell me about ..." Pausing unsure if she was asking about a man or a woman.

Xena interjected, "Her." and Chloe laughed.

"Tell me about her."

Xena searched her warrior vocabulary to describe her Gabrielle. "Her name is Gabrielle. She is a bard and an Amazon queen. She was from Poteidaia." Xena trailed off.

Chloe chuckled at Xena's Spartan description and teased, "I can see why you love her." Xena looked puzzled. "Come on, Xe, tell me why you love her.

Xena looked down frowning unaccustomed to searching her feelings. Finally she said, "I love her because of who she is and because she loves me for who I am. She only sees the good in people. She filled my empty heart and gave me a reason for existing. She is so good and kind and sweet. She is the beacon in the dark night of my soul."

When Xena finished, Chloe bent forward and kissed the warrior on her lips lingering for several moments. When they parted, Chloe said, "I love you, Xena, and I want you to be happy. I will always be a part of your life." Xena bent toward her and kissed her passionately, and they melted onto the bed in each other's arms. Later that night Xena confessed to Chloe that Gabrielle made her happy.

The next morning Gabrielle awoke to find Xena's arms wrapped around her. She did not hear Xena come in, but it must have been early this morning because Xena still slept soundly as though she was exhausted. Gabrielle snuggled back against Xena and drifted off to sleep.

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Chapter 21:

When Xena awoke two candlemarks later, she kissed her sleeping bard and rolled out of

bed, anxious to face the day. She had many things to do before evening. Xena dressed and splashed water on her face before Gabrielle awoke and rolled over to face her. "Good morning, sunshine. Ready to get up?" Xena asked. Gabrielle grinned and stretched, sensing Xena was in a much better mood than she had been in a fortnight.

"What are we doing today?" she asked, yawning.

Xena grinned and said, "Well, I need my slave to help me purchase a couple of good war-horses and some other gear."

"Does this mean we have a plan?" Gab asked, sitting up suddenly less sleepy.

Xena answered, "Not completely, but it's getting there. Why don't you get dressed, and I'll run downstairs and order our morning meal? Join me when you are ready." Gabrielle agreed and a little later they were sitting in a corner of the tavern eating.

Xena began to speak halfway through their meal, "I need to fill you in on what I know so that we can work out the details on this end of things." Gabrielle leaned forward listening intently, glad to finally be included. "It is a simple matter breaking into the palace and reaching Chloe and Zoe, but Lyceus is another matter."

Gabrielle interrupted, "Wait a moment, who are Zoe and Lyceus, Chloe's children?"

"Oh, yeah. Zoe is her daughter, almost three summers old." Xena smiled at the thought of the beautiful child who looked so much like her mother. Gabrielle noted with curiosity Xena’s reaction. "Lyceus is her son, the heir. I haven't seen him. He is kept under guard in a separate section of the palace. He is just a little older than Solon, perhaps a year."

"Xena, how did a slave manage to become the mother of the king?" Gabrielle asked.

Xena replied stoically, "Bad luck, basically. Chloe was bought by the King of Sinope, Mithridates. He had six sons. His youngest son, Darius, fell in love with Chloe. The king evidently doted on his youngest son, and never believing his son would ever be king, he freed Chloe and gave her to Darius to be wed. His eldest son was killed when the horse he was riding slipped and fell on him. Another son took ill and died. One was lost at sea, and the other two battling the Cimerians in the East. Chloe's husband died a year ago from a fever. The only living male heir is Chloe and Darius' son, Lyceus. Evidently the minister to the king wants the power of the throne for himself and has made several attempts on the life of the young king and Chloe. If it was up to me, I would clean out the palace, but Chloe claims the intrigue goes beyond the palace and includes distant cousins who would also stoop to murder in order to steal the crown."

"So what are we going to do?" Gabrielle asked.

Xena replied, "Somehow I must free young Lyceus and help him and his mother and sister escape over the mountains. If we can get them back to Thrace, they will be safe."

"So that is why we need to purchase two good war-horses?" Gabrielle concluded.

"Yes, I don't know when, but soon we are going to need to make a fast get away, and a pack horse is not the animal for the job," Xena explained.

Gabrielle's mind raced and suddenly an unpleasant thought occurred to her. She asked, "Xena, just who will be riding the war-horses?"

Xena knew where that question was coming from; Gabrielle did not have a natural affinity for horses, they frightened her. "I guess we could purchase three if you want one of your own." Xena said seriously.

"Oh no, no, that's all right."

Xena laughed, "Don't worry, my little bard, you are going to be riding with me. I know those women of Corinthian colonies aren't natural horse women."

"Can Chloe ride?" Gabrielle asked.

"Like the wind." Gabrielle noted the pride with which Xena spoke of Chloe's ability and wished she could please Xena more. "That's one common practice among Thracians, men and women alike," Xena added. "And I am sure Lyceus as been trained in the kingly arts of cavalry tactics and horsemanship." Xena reached for her goblet and drained it, setting it back down asked, "Are you ready?" Gabrielle nodded and the noble woman and her slave left the tavern.

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The two had spent most of the day finding and acquiring two sturdy, well built horses and the tack for the new animals. Xena would have much preferred to hop on the animals and put them through her test personally. Being a lady did have its drawbacks, and she had to be satisfied with the trader's young boy’s demonstration of the animal’s strengths. They were not Thessalian horseflesh like Argo, but they would have to do.

That evening Xena and Gabrielle shared a hearty meal at the tavern and retired early to enjoy a long, hot bath together. Gabrielle slipped into her sleeping gown, and Xena dressed in her leather. In another candlemark, she would visit the palace again. This time she would reconnoiter the section of the palace in which Lyceus was held prisoner.

The two sat enjoying each other's company discussing the horses they had bought and the events of the day when a frantic pounding on the door brought them to their feet. Xena grabbed her sword and strode to the door. When she heard Chloe's desperate voice in the hall, she swung the door open. Chloe burst into the room with Zoe in her arms and flung herself into Xena's arms crying. Zoe’s little face was streaked with tears. Xena took the child and held her effortlessly as she hugged Chloe into her body.

Gabrielle closed and bolted the door and stood back observing the trio before her. If not for the tears and obviously traumatic event, they were the picture of a perfectly beautiful family. Xena tall, commanding, and strong; Chloe, the picture of feminine beauty, willowy who stood just a hand shorter than Xena, and Zoe, the image of her mother yet through her tears seemed strong like Xena. Gabrielle, uncomfortable, felt as if she intruded on a personal moment. Obviously Xena still loved this woman very much. Why shouldn't she? She was one of the most beautiful women Gabrielle had ever seen. Her writer's eye saw more than just beauty; there was a magnetic attraction. Had the situation been different, she believed she too would have been drawn to this woman like a moth to the flame.

Xena moved Chloe to the bed and sat her down still holding Zoe in her arm. She tried to calm Chloe. Finally Chloe choked through her tears what had happened. She was told her son had taken ill. She immediately went to him arriving too late, and on her way back to her chambers, she overheard the minister to the king speaking with their personal surgeon that the poison had done its job well with the young heir. Fearful that they had discovered her, and afraid for Zoe's life, she fled with the assistance of her faithful servant.

Xena questioned her. Handing Zoe to Gabrielle she dropped to her knees in front of her distraught friend. Remembering another time long ago, Xena asked, "Chloe, are you sure he's dead?"

Crying, Chloe slid from the bed into Xena's arms, "Yes, Xe, my beautiful boy, my Lyceus is dead." The words cut through Xena like a dagger. Chloe echoed the thoughts that pounded Xena’s mind, "Dead again. I held him in my arms, and his lips were cold and blue." She collapsed into tears. Xena picked her up and laid her on the bed. Then she sat by her half reclining and held and comforted her.

Gabrielle dropped into a chair across the room with Zoe in her lap and the little girl leaned into Gabrielle laying her little head on Gabrielle's breast. Gabrielle looked down on her dark, straight hair and wondered if Xena's hair was like this when she was young.

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Two candlemarks later Gabrielle laid Zoe next to her sleeping mother in the bed and joined Xena on the balcony. "What are we going to do, Xena?" she asked.

Xena stared out over the city before her and sighed ignoring Gabrielle's question she spoke evenly, "Tell me, Gab, why do I always let her down? Why didn't I try to take them out of there sooner?"

"Xena, you can't blame yourself for this. You're only human!" Xena shifted her gaze to Gabrielle, and tears welled up in her eyes. Then she looked back quickly at the city not wanting to cry.

With effort, she spoke, "We must get them out of this city. It's only a matter of time before they come for Chloe and the child." Realizing she needed to act immediately, Xena stiffened her resolve and shifted into her warrior mode. "Gabrielle, I'm going to saddle the horses. Get our gear packed and wake Chloe. Tell her we are leaving immediately." Xena strode back into the room, fastened on her armor and sword, grabbed her chakram, and exited the room.

Gabrielle stood by the bed and stared down at the mother and child sleeping peacefully. Gabrielle was struck by how in sleep Zoe was almost an exact miniature of her mother. Chloe's hair was lighter brown and lay in soft waves and curls, but, otherwise, they were the same. Then she gently shook Chloe's shoulder and wakened her. Chloe smiled up sadly at Gabrielle. "Xena wants us to leave the city as soon as we can be ready. She asked me to wake you," Gabrielle said helping her sit up on the edge of the bed.

Realizing that they had not been properly introduced, she started to speak, but before she could, Chloe began, "Gabrielle, I only wished our first meeting could have been under happier circumstances." Gabrielle wondered how Chloe knew her name, unless of course, Xena had mentioned her. "Xena told me about you. I apologize for not speaking to you sooner." Gabrielle was completely shocked. Here was a woman who lost her only son tonight apologizing for not being more considerate of her feelings.

"Oh, Chloe, please don't apologize," Gabrielle begged. "I am the one who is so sorry for your loss." For once the bard had few words. She didn't know what to say or how to act in front of this woman who possessed Xena's heart. She was beautiful and kind, and Gabrielle was feeling quite inadequate. How could she compete with her for Xena's love?

As though she read Gabrielle's thoughts, Chloe spoke sincerely, "Thank you for your kind words. Gabrielle, I am very happy to meet you. It takes a special woman to win Xena's heart. I can see why she loves you so. You are so lovely." Blushing, Gabrielle turned and looked at Chloe strangely; she felt as if this woman had just walked through her mind. Chloe smiled at the look on Gabrielle's face and continued, "Xena doesn't believe; she refuses sometimes to accept her gifts. Always wants to do everything the hard way and thinks everything is her fault." Gabrielle wasn't sure she followed Chloe. "You know that warrior is very stubborn, but she told me you make her very happy. She loves you."

"She told you that?" Gabrielle asked. Her Xena never expressed her feelings easily.

Chloe looked surprised, "Yes, hasn't she told you?"

Gabrielle nodded, "Well, yes but I..."

Chloe interrupted Gabrielle, "One thing Xena does not waste is words; If she says something, she means it. So believe her, Gabrielle." Gabrielle nodded, and a little smile played on her face, then the look of horror quickly displaced the joy.

"Oh, my gods, Xena! She'll be back any moment, and I haven't got a thing packed."

The two women looked at each other and said in unison, "And you know how she gets!" Then they both chuckled and quickly worked together to pack up the room.

When Xena walked in, she found them sitting on the bed staring at her with all the gear sitting by the door. The only thing left to gather up was Zoe's sleeping, little form.

The three women left Sinope under cover of darkness, Gabrielle behind Xena on Argo and Zoe rode dozing in the saddle in front of Xena. Chloe rode next to Xena on one of the horses Gabrielle and Xena had purchased earlier that day. The other war-horse Xena used as a pack horse. As soon as they were out of the city limits, Xena spurred them on wishing to put as much distance as possible between them and the city. She had a very uneasy feeling that they would soon be followed. If she could only get them over the mountains, she new they would be safe from possible assassins.

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Chapter 22:

Sunrise found them high in the mountains over Sinope, and Xena allowed the women and Zoe to rest while she stood guard watching for any sign that they were being followed. When the sun reached the mid-morning mark, Xena prepared some food and rousted the sleeping women. There was no sign yet that they were being pursued, but Xena was nervous and tense. She could hardly contain her impatience, and she wished Chloe and Gabrielle would hurry. When they were finally on the road again, Xena felt better, but an uneasy feeling sat in her gut. Her contemplation was interrupted by her tiny passenger.

"You know, Xena, I could ride that other horse." Gabrielle overheard the comment and looked amused at Chloe who rode next to them. Chloe only stared at Xena expectantly.

Oblivious of the two women, Xena continued the conversation with Zoe. "You could, could you?

"Uh huh."

"How old are you?" Xena asked.

"Almost three, the same as you when you started to ride," Zoe replied.

Xena raised her eyebrow, looked at Chloe, and said, "And exactly what did she take after you?" Chloe laughed out loud. Gabrielle puzzled over the private knowledge the two shared, like familiar lovers. The knowledge that someone other than she had shared personal little things with Xena saddened her.

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Xena pushed them almost until dusk. Everyone was exhausted including the horses, and Zoe had long since given up and lolled sleeping in the crook of Xena's left arm. Finding a sheer rock face to camp against, Xena felt secure knowing she would only have one front to defend. The camp site she had chosen was on a slight rise, and there was a clear mountain stream not far for fresh water. She only worried about the tall trees encircling them on one side. They could easily be picked off by an archer in one of those trees. She would secure the camp after everyone had been fed. She knew for now no one was following them, or at least if they were, they were several leagues behind them.

Gabrielle sat up camp but did not start a fire. Xena did not want to draw unwanted attention. Chloe fixed the evening meal of dried meat and fruit and fed Zoe while Xena scouted the area behind and ahead of them looking for any possible ambush sites. When she returned, she quickly ate and then walked the parameter of the camp again. Gabrielle began to lay out their bedrolls and suddenly realized Xena may not want to sleep with her if Chloe was around. She left Xena's rolled up on the ground. When Xena returned, she did not notice her bedroll, much to Gabrielle's disappointment, but went straight to the horses to take care of them.

When Xena tromped through camp without so much as a word to either one of them Chloe spoke to Gabrielle. "You know she hasn't changed a bit. Whenever she is focused on something, forget it." Gabrielle nodded and looked back at where Xena was busy brushing the horses. Chloe continued, "And you watch, she'll come stomping back through and plop down somewhere with that sword and make love to it with that whet stone. Long and slow love for candlemarks. Used to make me jealous as Hades." She laughed. "Imagine being jealous of a sword?" Gabrielle burst out laughing at Chloe's observation. She never looked at it like that before, although she had wished a time or two Xena would have paid as much attention to her as she did to her sword.

Gabrielle confessed to Chloe, "I really don't have a problem with the sword; it's Argo I'm jealous over. She's always checking on Argo, brushing Argo, feeding Argo, exercising Argo. And you know what, I think the horse knows I'm jealous, and she just does things to annoy me." Chloe laughed along with Gabrielle and then Gabrielle asked Chloe, "How long have you known Xena."

Chloe replied evenly, "Since before I was born." Gabrielle was quiet, not knowing exactly how Chloe meant that. Seeing Gabrielle's confusion, Chloe continued, "I mean it, Gabrielle. As children my mother and Cyrene lived next door to each other. They were great friends, closer than sisters. Mother lived with Cyrene at the inn for a while. Xena was eight moons older than me; I swear I heard her talking to me before I was born."

Incredulously, Gabrielle could only say, "Really?" Chloe nodded. The solemn atmosphere changed when Xena strolled back through, chose a seat away from them facing the trees, drew her sword, and began her slow methodical sharpening of the glinting blade. The two women put their hands to their mouths and chuckled quietly looking mischievously into each other's eyes. Suddenly Gabrielle did not feel threatened any longer being with this woman who had been Xena's lover and who could still easily be a love interest to Xena. Gabrielle got up and moved closer to Chloe so Zoe lay between them, and the two women could talk without Xena hearing them.

When Xena finally decided they were safe for the night, and she needed a little sleep, she found Gabrielle and Chloe sound asleep facing each other with only Zoe separating them. Xena shook her head and smiled down at the two women more important than life itself to her and thought to herself, ‘Maybe this will all work out.’ She then picked up her bed roll, looked at it with a frown, and shrugged her shoulders. She spread it out behind Gabrielle and laid down and looked up at the stars. She wished was in Amphipolis.

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Early the next morning Xena rolled out of bed and quickly walked the perimeter of the camp and then checked on the horses. When she returned, she woke Gabrielle and Chloe and told Gabrielle it would be all right to start a fire in the daylight. She picked up the water skins and trudged off towards the stream. The stream was clear and inviting, but Xena didn't want to take the time for a quick dip, therefore, she just washed her hands and face in the cool water. As she was bending over, she noticed a silver reflection in the water and thought, `Trout would be good for breaking fast.' She pulled off her boots and waded quietly into the water. Within a short period of time, she had three nice trout flopping on the bank. She waded out of the water and slipped on and laced her boots, picked up her water skins and the three fish and headed back to the camp. When she returned to camp, Gabrielle had a fire going, water heating for tea, and was busy packing their things. "Brought you something to do." Gabrielle looked up and smiled at Xena and the fish she held up. "Where's Chloe and Zoe?" Xena asked.

Gabrielle swung around concerned, "I thought they were with you. Chloe picked up Zoe and followed you to give her a bath. Didn't you see them?"

A look of sheer terror clouded Xena's face and was reflected back in Gabrielle's face as well. Xena spun on her heels and ran like a mad woman through the underbrush in the direction she had just come. Gabrielle grabbed her staff and followed running as fast as she could but was unable to keep up with Xena's long, powerful strides. As she neared the stream, Xena, thinking her heart was going to explode with fear began to yell loudly, "Chloe! Chloe!" Gabrielle, hearing Xena's yells, almost became ill with thoughts of what might be happening, and she pushed herself forward.

When Xena finally burst through the underbrush to the stream, she leaped into the water. Chloe and Zoe were in the middle of the stream laughing and swimming. Xena plowed through the water, reaching them in three long strides, grabbed them both into her arms and hugged them crying. "Oh Chloe, I thought I had lost you. Don't ever do this again. Don't go off without me, promise. Don't ever do this again."

Chloe, realizing what had happened held on to Xena and tried to calm her down, "It's all right, Xe, we're all right, I'm sorry we frightened you; it was stupid of me, but I thought we could catch up with you." She reached up and grabbed the warrior's face between her hands and repeated herself. "We're all right." And they kissed.

Gabrielle had barreled through the underbrush in time to see Xena holding Chloe and Zoe tightly and crying, then she saw Chloe kiss Xena. She saw nothing else because she turned and made her way back to camp.

It took Xena a long time to recover from the thought of having lost Chloe again. She and Chloe sat on the bank while she regained her composure. Eventually she realized something was wrong. Gabrielle had been following her. She leaped to her feet. Startled, Chloe asked, "What is it Xe, what's wrong?"

"Gabrielle was following me through the woods. We were both looking for you. I have to make sure she is all right."

"You don't suppose she saw me kiss you, do you?" Chloe asked.

Zoe spoke up, "I saw Gabrielle, Mommy, when Xena was holding us in the water; she was on the bank. She left after a while."

The two adults listened to Zoe and then Chloe turned to Xena. "I'm sorry Xe. It’s my fault. I just feel so close to you, it's impossible for me not to act like we are family."

Xena shook her head and said, "It's not your fault. Gabrielle will be all right. It's just that she is so young, and we have been through so much together. It's just been the two of us for so long, you know."

"It's not just because she is young. Gods! Xena, she's older than we were when we lost each other," Chloe said. "It was all right when it was just you and Lyceus and me. But we were just as jealous as Gabrielle if anyone else interfered in our lives. She is deeply in love with you."

Xena helped Chloe to her feet and then swung Zoe up into her arms and hugged her, "Come on, let's go see Gabrielle and see if the fish are done."

When they returned to camp, Gabrielle had everything packed and the fish were gutted skewered and roasting over the flames. She was sitting on a log by the fire staring into the flames. Xena went over and sat next to her on the log. "You should have joined us Gabrielle. I lost it, we were crying and kissing and blubbering." Chloe stood silently by observing her warrior and wondering how her woman of action was going to talk her way out of this. "It reminded me of a temple in Thessaly," Xena explained. Gabrielle looked up into Xena's eyes. "You know how I get when someone I love dies, or I think they are dead." Gabrielle smiled, and Xena tenderly leaned toward her and kissed her on the lips. Gabrielle was pleasantly surprised that Xena would do that in front of Chloe, or anyone for that matter. Chloe was well pleased with her warrior; she had matured over the years, and she smiled inside.

Chloe broke the moment by announcing the fish were done, "Let's eat."

As everyone ate, Xena talked about how far she hoped they would get today. They could if they pushed it, reach the plains. As Gabrielle finished up her meal, Zoe walked over to her and wrapped her arms around Gabrielle's knee, squatted and looked up into her eyes and said, "Gabrielle, Momma says you are a bard, do you think you could tell me a story tonight?"

Gabrielle smiled down at the child as the sunlight came through the trees and shone in Zoe's face. Gabrielle almost gasped when she noticed for the first time Zoe's ocean-blue eyes. She regained her composure before Xena noticed but not before Chloe noticed. She answered Zoe, "I'd be happy to tell you a story." Zoe was pleased and sat down next to Gabrielle. Gabrielle glanced over at Chloe who captured and held Gabrielle's gaze as if trying to communicate silently through her eyes. Gabrielle broke eye contact finally and looked up at Xena who was oblivious as usual.

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That evening Gabrielle delighted Zoe with stories of Amazons and Titans and perilous sea journeys, and Chloe laughed when Gabrielle told of Princess Diana and the chakram. Xena seemed much more at ease because they had made it to the plains. She felt it easier to defend them because one could see better with no trees to hide one's enemies. That evening they all settled in for a good night sleep content in each other's company.

When morning came, Xena rolled out of bed, woke Gabrielle and Chloe and quickly surveyed the plains that lay before them and behind them. There did not appear to be any threats in sight. She relaxed into the routine of breaking camp while Gabrielle and Chloe prepared their morning meal. They were about to mount up when suddenly over a small grassy ridge behind them, three horsemen appeared galloping in their direction. Chloe was already mounted, and Xena slapped her horse's rump and yelled at her to go. Xena ran to Gabrielle and literally threw her on to Argo. She grabbed Zoe by the underarm, swung her up in front of Gabrielle, handed Gabrielle the reins, and told her to hold on tight. She whistled the go command and Argo took off in a full gallop in Chloe's direction. Xena, then struggling slightly with the spirited war-horse left behind, swung herself into the saddle and galloped to meet the three would-be attackers.

Seeing the warrior barreling down on them, the three split wide. Xena knew at best she would only be able to get one with her chakram. Just as she flung the chakram, one of the horseman let fly an arrow. The arrow struck her steed in the chest bringing the horse to its knees as it somersaulted forward. Xena was thrown savagely to the ground. She tucked her head, rolled several paces, bounded to her feet, and drew her sword. The chakram had hit true and only two riders remained. One bore down on her, and the other made a wide circle avoiding the thrown warrior. Xena would have normally slashed out at the horse's legs as it passed, but she needed the animal if she was to stop the other horseman. When she could almost see the rider's eyes, Xena lunged in front of the horse and grabbed the reins in her left hand. She jerked sharply twisting the horse's head causing the animal to lose its footing and roll onto its side over its rider. Xena immediately jumped to her feet and finished the injured man with her blade.

Xena chased down the spooked horse, swung up into the saddle and spurred the horse on after the remaining assassin. He was well ahead of her as Xena urged on the horse. She could not see Gabrielle or Chloe, but the tall grass made it an easy job for both the assassin and Xena to trail the two women. Xena knew she was gaining on the him if the horse could hold out.

Chloe, worrying over Zoe, had not gone too far when she slowed her animal. Soon Gabrielle and Zoe caught up on Argo, and the two women raced death through the prairie grass. Argo, the stronger of the two horses, nudged past the other as if to lead the way while Gabrielle's arms trapped Zoe between them as she clung to the saddle horn and clamped her legs tightly around Argo's girth. She felt as if her skull would shatter from the pounding of Argo's hooves onto the hard packed earth. She knew no matter what, she had to stay atop the thundering beast, or Zoe would not have a chance.

As the assassin gained ground on his intended victim, Xena gained on him. She wished she had her chakram. As she watched the drama unfold before her, she felt completely helpless. Chloe's horse began to drop back as the assassin reached for an arrow from the quiver on his back. Xena could see him move to secure his reins to the saddle horn as he urged his horse on using the heels of his boots. Xena herself savagely kicked her horse’s flanks pressing the animal forward. Then she saw the assassin sit up in the saddle, angle his body to the right, and pull his elbow behind his head. She knew he had nocked an arrow and was taking aim. Then everything slowed almost to a stand still. Xena kicked her horse forward and screamed at the top of her lungs in slow motion. Chloe urged the frothing animal forward, and Gabrielle pulled up Argo as the arrow left the killer's bow and glided slowly in a lethal path toward Chloe who at the last moment turned to look at Xena. The arrow caught her at an angle in the left chest, and she was thrown back and landed in the deep grass. Xena jerked in the saddle as a stabbing pain hit her in the left chest, but she continued her blood curdling scream and bore down on the horseman with deadly intensity. He veered off to the right, and Xena followed cutting across the semicircle and caught the murderer, slamming her horse into his. The collision was catastrophic. The horses tumbled and flipped; riders were tossed high into the air. The assassin landed at a peculiar angle, and Xena hit hard and scraped across the ground grinding soil and fine gravel into her unprotected skin. In a rage and oblivious of her own pain, she rolled to her feet and slashed the already dead man to pieces with her sword only stopping when Gabrielle’s screams penetrated her anguish induced madness.

Xena dropped her bloody sword and ran back to Chloe. Gabrielle had dismounted, placed Zoe on the ground, told her to stay there, and raced to the fallen woman. Seeing Xena savagely slashing at the man, she had called her several times. Finally she screamed her name, dropped to the ground, and pulled Chloe into her arms. She was still alive, but Gabrielle could tell it would not be long.

Continued...Part 4 of 5

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