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kneeing him in the back of the head.
    Heather
just stood there and smiled as Llewellyn brought the lights up in the
hallway.  Standing there in her nightgown with the three men sprawled at
her feet she was a picture of contrasts: cute, bouncy, hyper and happy, but with
a presence that implied she had been going easy on the attackers.
    “Heather?”
asked Chloë more than a little surprised.
    “Oh,
hi, Chloë!  Sorry we woke you up,” she beamed.  She giggled as they
watched Gavin appear as he hauled two more unconscious forms from her room.
    Gavin
secured their arms and legs before turning his attention to Llewellyn. 
“The other four are already secured.  Do we run them in tonight?”
    “Eh,
constable Owen and his men are already heading this way.  We’ll let them
take care of ‘em.  You ought to be getting back home to your family!”
    “Sounds
like a plan to me!  Heather, that was an excellent job you did there.”
    “Thank
you,” beamed Heather, “but I know Dad is a little grumpy at me.  I should
have gone to Live Steel as soon as the guy brought out his dagger.”
    Llewellyn
smiled broadly, “Yes, please.  You always want to be two steps
ahead.  But you did do an excellent job, nonetheless.”
    Heather
just grinned and grinned before motioning to Chloë, “Go back to bed! 
Sleep!  Dad has it under control!”
    Chloë
cocked an eye at her, “So you knew you were going to be attacked.”
    “Well,
Dad handed me the tracking beacon that had been embedded in your nightgown, so
it was a given!  No big deal, go back to bed.  I am!”  Heather
laughed as she entered her own room and peeked back at Chloë, shooing her.
    Chloë
laughed in spite of herself; Heather was such a live wire.  “Um, sir, er
uh.. Llewellyn, they were tracking me by my clothes?”
    Llewellyn
just smiled, “Yep, yep.  It appears that way.  Think back; it might
explain things when you were back home.  Now go to bed girl!  You
could use a good night’s sleep.  We are all very sorry they woke you up,
but it’s been taken care of.   Sleeeeeeeep!”
    Chloë
wandered back to her room and closed the door before snuggling deep into the
wonderful bed.  Tracking her.  Her clothes had tracking
devices.  Were they bugs too, picking up her conversations?  Oh, she
was angry!  She knew she had been living under tight surveillance, but
bugging her clothes?  It did explain much, like how people were always
there for her, no matter where she was.  Or how she could wander off to
try and be alone, but someone would always find her in time for
supper.  Well, that was behind her and she had new people to watch over
her.  She was a little annoyed at the night’s subterfuge, but she felt
that Heather honestly didn’t want her to lose sleep over it.   It was
all so different.

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    Chloë
smiled at Maria as she started on her second round of breakfast.  Maria
and Gwen were wonderful cooks and while the previous day’s breakfast had felt wonderful, this one tasted wonderful.  She sat and ate with Heather
in the kitchen along with the pride of thirteen-year-olds.  “So, you are
Lily,” began Chloë as she pointed to the young, solid white one.  “And you
two,” pointing to the twin pair of girls with solid black fur, “are Lilac and
Violet.”
    “Correct,”
grinned the pair in unison.  “But which of us,” began one, “is which?”
finished the second.
    Chloë
just laughed, “I have no idea.” 
    The
pair just glowed as they returned to the food at hand.
    “That
means you two are Rose and Iris,” smiled Chloë.  Those two had normal
coats, unlike the solid black coats and hair of Lilac and Violet, Dawns as they
were.  Not only were their coats of the more common variety but the pair’s
markings were just like Chloë’s, much like a snow leopard with clean black
rosettes.  “And no, I’m not going to guess which is which.”
    The
pair just laughed and went about their meal.