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Equus	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Equus”

Chapter 73

“Catherine will take care of you, Mr. Field.” Duo dropped the client file to the desk by Catherine and quickly left the reception area, returning to the consulting room to give it a quick clean. All finished, he headed back to the reception area, noting that Zechs was with his last client of the day.

“You're in a bit of a hurry, Doctor Maxwell,” Catherine said with a grin.

“Sorry, I wasn't trying to ignore you or anything,” Duo said as he hung up his white coat.

“What's got you in such a rush?”

“Heero's going to ride Nataku after lunch.”

“Ah.” Everything fell into place then for the receptionist. “I hope it all goes well for them both.”

“Thanks. You okay to close up?”

“Yes, I'll be fine. Doctor Merquise only has one patient booked for surgery and that's a dog castration so it won't take long.”

“Great! I've got my pager on me so I can be easily contacted if there's an emergency.” Duo was practically bouncing on his feet.

“I'll let Doctor Merquise know you've already left,” Catherine said, the grin still on her face.

“Thanks I'll, umm, get going then.”

“Wish Heero good luck,” Catherine called out to the fast disappearing braid and received a wave in reply.

Moments later Zechs stepped out with his last client and handed over the file to Catherine. Noting the door to the other consulting room open and the room cleaned up, he raised a pale eyebrow in question to Catherine.

“Doctor Maxwell has finished and left already; he said something about Nataku being ridden for the first time since the fire this afternoon.”

“Ah, I see.” Zechs was also curious as to how the mare would react to being back under saddle again after her injuries and time off recuperating. “I'll go get the surgery started then.” With a whirl of blonde hair, Zechs departed for the theater and his patient.

Catherine chuckled to herself. Seemed Duo wasn't the only one wanting to see how the mare would react.

* * *

Nataku shifted nervously and chewed on the bit in her mouth. She couldn't help the fear she still felt when a saddle and bridle was placed on her. The nice human gave her a few gentle pats and one of those orange treats which did help to settle her a little. She knew she shouldn't be afraid, this nice human had never done anything to hurt or harm her, but the instincts she had within, combined with her years of suffering had fine tuned her senses and she couldn't help the ingrained response.

Wufei walked inside the stables just as Heero was fetching his helmet. Seeing the edgy state of his horse, Wufei was quick to approach the mare and fuss over her.

“Wufei,” Heero greeted as he walked back out from Duo's small tack room.

“Good afternoon, Heero. She seems a little restless,” Wufei commented.

“Hai, she is, but I expected this. She's not been ridden since the fire and we don't know if the injuries she received are going to be a problem or not. I guess we will soon find out though.”

A flurry of braid appeared, the vet attached to that braid wearing a smile. “Oh good, I haven't missed anything then.”

“Are you expecting something out of the ordinary to happen?” Wufei questioned in his serious manner.

“Nah, not really. I mean, I don't expect Nataku to try and hurt Heero, but it pays to have someone there to pick up the pieces just in case,” Duo said with a grin.

“I should hope she wouldn't try to harm Mr. Yuy,” Wufei stated, a touch of shock in his voice that Duo would even dare to think his horse would injure her rider.

“Nataku will do just great,” Heero said interrupting the pair. He was well aware of Duo's sense of humor and that not everyone understood it at times. “I'm not planning on doing much with her, just a little work on the flat to see if her healed wounds affect her in any way.” Both men nodded and Heero felt quite pleased with himself at having soothed the ruffled feathers.

A tall, blonde figure entered the stables. “Have I missed the rodeo then?”

Heero groaned.

*

“Let's just try to ignore the peanut gallery, girl,” Heero said quietly to the mare as he walked her away from the fence where Wufei, Duo and Zechs were all standing and watching.

Nataku twitched back an ear to listen to the soft voice, the tone relaxing her a little. She was still on edge, nervously awaiting a jab in the mouth or a dig in her ribs. But the contact with the bit in her mouth was light and the weight on her back was steady and sure. Her previous lessons with this new human started to come back to her and the more she remembered, the more she relaxed.

This nice human had never hurt her, even when she'd given him good reason to. All he'd ever had was a kind word, soft pats and lots of treats. There was a gentleness about him, yet there was also a no nonsense air there too. After the terrifying experience of the fire and doing her best to help the other human who had been kind to her, this human had done nothing but offer warm pats, soft words of praise and gentle affection. She could sense that the two humans were close. Call it animal intuition or whatever you wanted to, but Nataku came to a decision. She just somehow knew she could trust this human – and so she did.

Feeling the mare beginning to relax and walk out calmly, Heero shifted his weight a touch, applied a light leg pressure and closed his fingers on the reins. Nataku went into a smooth trot, one full of energy but well contained within her body.

There was no pain, no jerking on the reins or sharp things driving against her sides, nothing but a light pressure on her mouth and a weight that stayed balanced with her own center of gravity. That in itself made it so much easier for the mare to move out – and she did so willingly.

The three people standing by the fence and watching were all in awe of the pair. Wufei was happy to see his horse moving well and looking fine with things. Zechs was pleased to note that the mare's injuries didn't seem to have affected her being under saddle at all and he felt the hope rise that she would be able to continue on in her career as a show-jumper. Duo, however, noted something totally different.

Whereas before when Heero had ridden the mare she'd always appeared a little tense, now she seemed totally relaxed and at ease. When Heero asked her to canter there wasn't any of the head tossing or sudden leap into canter. Nor was there a sudden speed up of the trot and then an awkward sort of 'falling' into the canter either. This time Nataku simply went from her rhythmical trot into a slow, steady canter.

To Duo it looked like someone had thrown a switch on the mare and he had to look twice just to make sure it was Nataku Heero was riding and not some 'ring in'.

It didn’t escape Heero’s attention either. From his position on the mare’s back he could feel everything quite clearly. When he’d asked for the trot he’d prepared himself for the usual, unbalanced trot Nataku usually went into, knowing he would need to sit down deep and use his seat and legs to drive the mare’s hind quarters underneath her and get her to use them properly. This time though, she moved into a smooth, well balanced trot that contained lots of impulsion from behind. Nataku lowered her head and worked into the light pressure, seeking that contact with the bit in her mouth.

So far Heero couldn’t detect anything at all wrong with the mare as far as her injuries went and so he assumed that all must be well. He had no doubts that if the wounds Nataku had sustained in the fire were affecting her movement or abilities to be ridden in any way, she would certainly let him know. Deciding to push his luck a little further, he sat to the trot and applied his legs, waiting for the normal throw of the head followed by a leap or the speeding up of the trot and fall into the canter. He was very surprised when Nataku simply changed her gait smoothly and began to canter.

The grin rapidly spread across Heero’s face. He was pretty sure that the mare had finally decided to stop her resisting and had accepted that Heero wouldn’t hurt her or ask her for anything she wasn’t capable of giving. He carefully ran his hand along the bay neck. “Good girl,” he all but whispered.

Having decided to stop her resisting and trust this human, Nataku fully relaxed and began to stride out. Memories of her early days of being broken in, ridden carefully and gently by another gentle human surfaced in her mind. She’d been happy then, more than willing to do what was asked of her and now that feeling was returning. A gentle pressure to her mouth and Nataku dropped from her canter to a steady trot once again.

Heero was even more convinced now that the mare wasn’t suffering any pain or anything at all from her former injuries and brought her back to a walk. He wasn’t going to ask her for more just yet, better to take it slowly and build back up gradually. No point in destroying the fragile trust that had been given by pushing things too fast. Heero would know soon enough when he began putting the mare over the poles and cavaletties if she would jump again. Turning her head, Heero gave her a long rein to allow her to stretch out and rode back towards the group gathered at the fence.

When Nataku halted in front of everyone, Wufei was the first to present her with a carrot and lots of praise. Nataku lapped up the attention.

“How did she feel to you, Heero?” Zechs asked.

Dismounting, Heero thought for a moment before replying. “To be honest, I couldn’t feel anything at all wrong with her. Her paces were fluid, no sign of discomfort that I could detect, although I still have to put her over poles and small jumps; that will be the true test.”

“I couldn’t see anything wrong with her at all,” Duo piped up. “She seemed to be working very well. Actually, she appeared to be a different horse, she wasn’t messing around like she used to. I don’t mean that in a bad way,” Duo hastily said when he saw Wufei raise an eyebrow and begin to open his mouth. “What I meant was, she seemed to be a lot more happier or settled in herself, she wasn’t trying to evade you or stuff like that,” Duo trailed off.

Knowing what his lover was trying to say, Heero nodded to the vet. “Exactly, Duo. There wasn't any of the old tricks of trying to evade the work or run away from my hands and legs. If her injuries were causing her any form of discomfort I would have expected her to react in some way, but she didn't so I know that she's not uncomfortable with those. No, it feels more like she's finally accepted that she's not going to be hurt or punished in any way when someone is on her back. I'll really know for sure once I have the chance to put her over some jumps, but I'm almost certain she's decided to trust me as a rider.”

Wufei beamed. “That is the best news I could have asked for. If you are feeling that confident in her, then I can only assume she has decided to trust us, and that is something very precious.”

“That it is,” Heero agreed. “Now that I know she's okay on the flat, I'll start to give her some gentle exercise every day and begin to build her muscle tone back up. I think I'll leave the jumping for a few weeks as I don't want her to stress anything and it's not fair to ask her to jump when she's not physically fit enough for it.”

“If you're taking her back to the stables now, I'll check her over, Heero,” Zechs informed the rider.

“No problem, Zechs.” Heero loosened the girth, ran the stirrups up and brought the reins over the mare's head to lead her back to the stables for Zechs to check over and make sure all was well with her.

* * *

“What are your plans for this afternoon?” Duo asked his lover over lunch.

“I thought I'd take Wing out for a bush ride. I worked Orion, Nataku and Lunar this morning, Frank's coming for his lesson this afternoon and I might just get enough time in after Frank's lesson to give Comet a little work before I have to start bringing the horses in and feeding up.”

“Be careful, won't you?”

“Of course. What do you have planned?”

“I've got an abscess drain on a dog for surgery this afternoon. It shouldn't take me too long so I thought I'd catch up on a bit of laundry after that. Make sure all your washing is in the laundry hamper if you want it done.”

“Will do.”

Once lunch was finished, Heero checked all his dirty laundry was in the hamper, washed the dishes and went out to the stables to get Wing and saddle up. Duo sorted through the laundry and tossed a load into the machine. Adding the soap powder he dropped the lid and turned the dial, pulling it out a second later. The machine made a soft gurgle, hiccuped and began to fill with water.

“Good girl, Gertrude,” Duo said and patted the machine affectionately. Gertrude gurgled again in reply. With the washing on, Duo made his way back to the surgery to commence the abscess drain he had waiting for him.

The abscess was a large one and Duo had been treating it for the past week. He'd thought the thing would burst by itself, and according to all things medical, it should have by now; obviously the abscess wasn't reading the same medical books as he was.

“Come on, Rex, let's go remove that horrible lump for you,” Duo said softly to the dog as he led him from the kennels to the operating theater. Being a simple abscess drain, Duo had told Catherine he would be fine to do it by himself and the woman had taken advantage of the extra time off to catch up on a little shopping. Lifting the dog to the table, Duo gave it a general anesthetic and monitored the dog until he was sure Rex was completely asleep. With the dog out cold, Duo positioned it on the table how he wanted it for easy access to the swollen lump on the side of the dog's cheek.

The hair was clipped away, a small table rolled underneath with a large, stainless steel bowl on it to catch all the rubbish that would undoubtedly flow out once Duo incised the abscess. A swab of the area with betadine, saline flushes at the ready and Duo picked up his scalpel. Carefully he incised the skin, a little blood welling forward at first followed by a thin line of pus. Deciding the incision was long enough, Duo gently pushed the tip of the scalpel into the abscess; the slow trickle increased and then became a river as the rubbish and pus flowed out in a thick stream to the bowl below.

“Phew, that stinks,” Duo muttered and stood back to let the flow continue. After a couple of minutes, the stream had reduced to a trickle once more and Duo picked up a pair of long nosed forceps to probe around and make sure that all the rubbish was out of the wound. Saline flushes followed, completely rinsing out the cavity and removing any further traces of the infection. Once he was satisfied that there wasn't anything more to wash out of the wound, Duo puffed some antibiotic powder into the cavity and stitched the skin closed, leaving a small drain inserted to be sure that if any more rubbish decided to accumulate, it could drain away. Another dusting of powder followed by an injection of antibiotic and pain relief, and the job was done. Rex was put onto a blanket on the floor to recover whilst Duo cleaned up the theater and disposed of the abscess fluid.

Rex returned to the conscious world a few minutes later and looked a lot happier now that the lump was gone from the side of his face. Checking all was well with the dog, Duo put him back in a kennel and was about to head back to the cottage and Gertrude when the surgery phone rang.

“Maxwell Veterinary Hospital.” Duo frowned as the person on the other end spoke in a short and clipped tone. “How long since the onset?” another frown. “I see, no, it doesn't sound good. How far away are you? Ah, that's good. Bring him in right away and we will do everything we can for him. Thanks, I'll meet you at the surgery stables.” The phone was replaced, a look of concern on Duo's face. Turning, Duo quickly strode from the practice, all thoughts of Gertrude and the washing gone from his mind.

Locking up the surgery, Duo jogged past the cottage and aimed for the surgery stables, pulling his cell from his pocket as he ran. “Zechs? We have an emergency coming in and it's not looking good. If we need to operate it’s going to take the two of us to do it. Meet me in the surgery stables as soon as you can.” Closing the call, Duo dropped the phone back into his pocket.

*

Zechs strode quickly into the surgery stables to find Duo already in the operating theater and getting everything ready that he thought they would need. Hearing the footsteps, Duo looked up and smiled at the other vet. “Thanks for coming up so quickly,” he said as Zechs glanced over the equipment Duo had started to assemble.

“No problem. How long until the patient gets here?” Zechs noted the items they would still need and gave Duo a hand to get them.

Glancing at his watch, Duo replied, “Should be here within ten minutes.”

“Okay, I'll start getting scrubs on.”

“I'll be right with you.” Duo pulled his cell once more from his pocket and made another call, this time to Hilde. “Hilde, I have a bad colic case coming in and it's going to take both Zechs and myself to operate if necessary. If that’s the case, I have no idea how long it will take us and that leaves me with the small problem of having someone to do evening consults just in case we get stuck with the operation.”

Understanding the problem, Hilde immediately offered to step in and take care of the consults until either one or both vets were free should the need arise. “I'll be there for the start of consults at four,” she told Duo. “If you want me to, I can come in earlier and help with the horse?”

“Thanks Hilde, but Zechs and I should be okay should we need to operate.”

“No problem, you know where I am if you do need me, otherwise I'll see you later tonight.”

“If there’s any change, I’ll call you and let you know.” Duo cut the call and headed for the drug room to put on his own set of surgical scrubs.

Zechs had just finished slipping his hair underneath the cap when the sound of a horse float was heard pulling into the parking area. “That sounds like them,” he said to Duo who was also finishing up with getting his scrubs on.

“I'll go greet them.” Duo exited the drug room and headed out to the parking lot where a young man and woman were starting to lower the tail gate to their float. The man disappeared inside whilst the woman greeted Duo.

“Doctor Maxwell, I can't thank you enough for this.”

“That's quite okay, Miss Jackson. My colleague and I are all ready for him so once he's off the float if you could bring him through and into the crush we can check him over and get all the relevant details from you.” The woman nodded and Duo stepped back as the man brought the horse off the float. His eyes widened and he swallowed hard when he got his first look at their patient.

“Shit!”

The quiet expletive beside him alerted Duo that Zechs had also come out to see their patient.

“He looks in a bad way,” Zechs muttered as his eyes roved over the horse as it was led inside the stables and into the crush. Duo had to agree. The horse stood only around fourteen-two hands, but he was quite stocky. His normally brown coat was lathered in sweat, his eyes had the look of fear in them which was to be expected considering his condition.

“I'll get the details whilst you check him over,” Duo said. Zechs nodded and went to fetch his stethoscope. “Miss Jackson, can you tell me exactly when you noticed he had colic and what's been done to treat him so far?” Duo kept his tone warm and reassuring.

The woman related all she knew up to that point. She’d gone out to start bringing the horses in for their evening feeds when she noticed that Whiskey didn’t look right. Going to catch him she saw that the ground was a little churned up, the horse was in a lather of sweat and showing all the classic signs of colic. “I called for my fiancé, Jeff, to hitch the float up and rang you. Doctor Maxwell, is he going to be okay?”

Duo gave the woman what he hoped was a reassuring smile. “Doctor Merquise is an expert in equine medicine and between the two of us we will do everything in our power to help him.” Noting that Zechs was almost finished in his preliminary exam, Duo spoke again. “I need to confer with my colleague, I won’t be a moment.” Duo walked over to Zechs. “What have you found?”

“His skin is very pale, nothing much at all in the way of gut sounds. I’d suggest we try the usual oil first and if that doesn’t work within half an hour, I think it would be a safe bet to say he’s twisted a gut and we will need to operate.”

“Right. I’ll get the pain killer and muscle relaxant while you get the oil.”

Zechs nodded and disappeared back into the small drug room, Duo let the owner know what they thought and planned to do at this point in time. Miss Jackson was visibly upset by the news, but gave her consent for Duo and Zechs to do everything they thought necessary to save the horse’s life.

Grabbing the drugs he would need, Duo injected the relaxant and pain killer into the horse and within five minutes it began to take effect. “Now for the oil,” he said and turned to give Zechs a hand.

Several liters of oil later, the two vets watched and waited. Whiskey seemed a bit more comfortable, but both vets were still very worried. Neither man voiced their concerns though, mindful of the owner’s feelings, but both had a very strong suspicion that Whiskey had twisted a bowel and an operation was inevitable.

Twenty minutes later both Zechs and Duo were listening intently for any sound at all from Whiskey’s gut.

Zechs gave Duo a grim look. “I can’t hear anything at all,” he said softly.

“Me either. Total silence and that’s not good,” Duo replied.

“I think we should get him into theater as soon as possible.”

“I agree. I’ll let the owner know.” Duo approached Miss Jackson and let her know of their concerns and what they wished to do. The go ahead was given for the operation, Zechs heading into the theater to get the table ready. Duo explained briefly what the operation would entail, obtained the signature of permission on the surgical forms and advised the woman and her fiancé that they might as well go home and wait as it would be a couple of hours before they would have any news for them. After saying a teary goodbye to her horse, Miss Jackson left after getting Duo’s promise to call her as soon as they had finished.

Just as Duo was about to enter the theater to give Zechs a hand with the slings and tilting mechanism of the operating table, Heero rode back in on Wing. Spotting the horse in the crush, Heero shoved Wing into a stable for a moment and found his lover.

“Duo?” Heero called out, his lover stepping out of the operating theater a moment later. “What’s up?” Heero had a pretty good idea just from looking at the horse what the problem was.

“Colic, a bad one. We’re pretty sure he’s twisted a gut so Zechs and I are going to operate,” Duo informed him.

“Do you need a hand?”

“Thanks, Heero, but we should be fine. Besides, you still have Comet to work and Frank’s lesson.”

“I can work Comet tomorrow and I know under the circumstances that Frank wouldn’t mind me changing the day of his lesson.”

“I appreciate your offer, but Zechs and I have it under control.” Duo gave Heero a loving smile and stole a quick kiss. “If we do need any assistance, I’ll call you on your cell so keep it with you.”

“Okay. How about I give you a hand to get him in and on the table?”

“Actually, that would be a big help, if you don’t mind?”

“No problem. I’ll just take Wing’s gear off him and be right with you.”

“Thanks. I’d best get on with helping Zechs.”

Ten minutes later and Whiskey was starting to slide into unconsciousness. The slings had been placed around his body and were taking up the slack as the gelding’s knees began to buckle. Maneuvering the controls, Duo had the table tilted whilst Zechs and Heero wrestled the horse between them and into position. Seconds later the table was righting itself with the now anesthetized horse on it.

“Thanks, Heero, we will be fine to take it from here,” Duo said as he ushered his partner from the theater.

“Don't forget to call me if you need help,” Heero reminded him.

“I will.” Duo closed the theater doors and went to assist Zechs in the delicate operation. Heero returned to a confused Wing and set about brushing the youngster down and putting him back out in his paddock.

*

June arrived at the stables to find Frank rugging Jester and finishing up with his horse for the evening. They exchanged a few words, mainly on Jester's progress and the next show Frank planned on attending before Frank made his farewells and headed home. Having been informed by Frank that Heero was working Comet, June set about filling water buckets and getting the feeds ready for the evening.

“I'll be so glad when you're finally born,” June muttered to the child she carried as she waddled from inside one stable to the next to continue filling the water buckets. Standing and waiting for the bucket to fill, June absently rubbed at her lower back. It had been aching for a little while, nothing major, just enough to be irritable and annoying.

With the waters finally filled, she began to roll up the hose, her back aching even more as she bent to the task. Standing upright, she gave a soft moan as a twinge passed through her muscles. The sound of hoof-beats told her Heero was returning and she shifted slightly to ease the discomfort.

“Hello, June,” Heero greeted and slipped from the saddle. “How are you?”

“I'm okay,” June replied and then elaborated a touch when Heero gave her a curious look. “My back's been aching a bit,” she sighed.

“I'm not surprised given it's having to carry the extra weight of the baby out front,” Heero chuckled.

“Yeah, ain't that the truth. Where's Duo?”

Heero quickly explained about the colic case and that both Zechs and Duo were currently operating. June nodded in the right places and added her own thoughts to the concerns of Heero's that the horse would pull through okay. Having finished brushing down and rugging Comet up, Heero took her back to her stable and yard whilst June began to bring the horses in, the niggling in her back starting to get a little stronger.

*

“Lucky we didn't waste any further time,” Duo commented as Zechs located the blockage and twist in Whiskey's bowel.

“You're right there. Much longer and the bowel would have started to die off,” Zechs replied as he straightened the twist and examined the bowel for any signs of damage. Fortunately the blood supply hadn't been cut off for too long and the bowel was still healthy. “No need to remove any of it, it should all be just fine now it's untwisted.” Picking up a scalpel, he incised the bowel and removed the blockage that had started all the trouble. “Looks like he's been gorging himself on the winter grass.”

Duo looked at the mass of half chewed grass all matted together and covered in oil. “I have to agree with you there.” With the blockage now removed, Duo disposed of the mess whilst Zechs flushed the operation site out with saline and packed it with penicillin powder before starting the task of stitching everything back up. Between the two of them they soon had Whiskey's insides all back where they belonged and several staples holding the wound site closed. As they waited for the horse to come out of the anesthetic, the pair cleaned up as best they could, instruments being rinsed and put ready for the autoclave.

“If you're okay to keep an eye on him I'll go organize a stable for him,” Duo said.

“No problem.”

Stepping out into the stables, Duo smiled when he saw a couple of the horses in their stables already. A moment later saw Heero walk through the door leading Nataku. Once Heero spotted his lover, the questions flew thick and fast, Duo answering them as best he could. Letting Heero know he needed a stable for the patient, Heero placed Nataku in her stable and gave his lover a hand to set one up. With Angel, Wing and Comet all in the walk in walk out stables, there were two of the surgery stables free to be used and it didn't take Heero long to have one set up with a fresh water bucket and feed on standby.

Heero went to help June with the rest of the horses whilst Duo returned to Zechs and their patient. Whiskey was starting to come out of the anesthetic and began to take a little of his weight on his own legs. The slings still bore the majority of his body weight, but the horse was coming back to normal pretty quickly.

When Zechs and Duo thought he was stable enough to move to his stable for the night, Heero left June to finish rugging the horses and went to give the two vets a hand.

Clipping up the last buckle on Orion's rug, June patted the black neck. “Good boy,” she said to her horse and fed him an apple slice. Orion wuffled and gave his mistress a soft nudge. June stepped back to regain her balance, at the same time a strong contraction swept through her abdomen. Clutching her belly, June gave a soft groan.

Leaving the two vets to settle the horse, Heero went back to give June a hand. Approaching Orion's stable he heard a soft groan and hurried his steps. “June? June, are you okay?” he asked.

June looked up as Heero entered the stable. “Heero? I think I might be going into labor. Could you call me an ambulance please?” Despite the pain in her abdomen, June remained calm.

“Shit!” Heero's eyes grew wide and he could feel the panic rising in his chest. “Are you sure?”

Another contraction swept through June, the woman holding her stomach and groaning. Suddenly a gush of water began to run from between her legs. “I'm sure,” she said.

“Oh, fuck.” Heero turned and sprinted out of the stable aiming directly for Duo.

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