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"Urgh." "Argh." "Ick." Every so often one such sound drifts from a chair near the fire. Some are followed by expletives. If you follow the sound, you'll find an un-glamoured pixie girl curled up, surrounded by empty chocolate wrappers. The comfort food doesn't appear to have helped.

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Kaye shivers beneath his touch. He is like the morning light; he blinds her, but she cannot look away.

"Someone said you might forget...to prevent paradoxes. Forget here." Forget me.

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Kaye exhales a breath she wasn't aware of holding. Her fingers move slowly, to push that hair behind his ears.

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"Sorry? It's not your fault. The universe loves to screw people over, or so I hear.

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Kaye could feel the roots of her hair, her back, every particle of her tingling. With fear, with doubt? Who could tell.

"Just come back, ok?"

Both hands wrapped around the mug again. Black eyes reflecting the light.

"If you can."

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He succeeded at one thing. She can no longer feel the pain of her cramps.

Now there is only the shock of sweetness on her wrist. Kaye knew that tonight, she would scratch at it and be unable to forget.