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Ceiro felt the first pains when he tried to relieve himself. And try though he might, nothing seemed to relieve that gut twisting, soul shattering pain. It honestly had come to the point that he'd excused himself from the office, making the excuse that he was seeing Mr. Browning off as he was finally returning home (with the assistance of the

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someone added the tag! Sorry I didn't get this until today.

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Ceiro let his eyes close slowly as he shuddered and tried to push himself up. This was not, really, the way he wanted the end to come about, and it was (nor had it been) an argument about where he would be going now.

"Help me stand," he said softly, though he hated to have Judith see him like this.

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"Perhaps, my love, it is time to prepare for the case in which it isn't." He murmured, though it was soft as they stood. And despite the fact that dying was the one thing he wanted least? It wasn't for himself he seemed to worry.

It was for Judith, and Tristan. After all, the dead didn't have to worry about much, it was the living that one had to be concerned about.

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"With luck, my love, with luck." He gave her a slight smile as she tried to joke. "Come on, love. Lets get going."