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'Alpha, I'm waiting downstairs.' - came the mindlink, as I was finishing packing my duffel bag. 'Do you have everything I asked for?' - I asked back. 'Sure thing.' 'Great, I'll be right down.' Last night's call came out of nowhere. It was definitely wanted but mostly unexpected. I hate that the only reason she reached out is because she has a major problem with Sean, but I'm glad she did at all. It's been over two weeks since I saw Chelsea, and even though we stayed in touch, I started losing hope. A few times I called her, Chelsea assured me that everything was under control, but Diana wasn't ready yet to hear about the visit, that she needed to let go of her anger first, otherwise it would be like poking the snail, to only see it hiding in its shell again. But I started doubting