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Friday's Job

Been thinking about V and Johnny going out on jobs together and what their days would be like, so this came from that

Kerry's not happy V has gone back to the merc life with Johnny, but that doesn't mean there's no room for a bit of fluffy smut between them later on!

The neon colours the rain with hues of blue and pink as it teems down onto the City below. The few people around in these early hours keep their eyes to the floor, either to ward off the worst of the weather on their way to work, or to keep away prying eyes on their way home, but one pair of eyes are looking upwards, one rain-soaked face is searching the building towering above for a signal in the eighth-floor window. Two flashes of yellow light, that’s it, he makes his way towards the imposing glass doors of the office block and slips inside.

The reception area is empty at this time of night, protected by the double doors – now unlocked, and several security cameras – now disabled. The lifts were disabled along with the cameras so he finds the stairs and takes them two at a time reaching the eight floor only a little out of breath a short time later. He has to push the door hard to access the Corpo offices he knows to be on the other side, the body leaning against it seems to be tangled in something stopping him from pulling it away, ��Hang on,” a voice tells him from the other side, and the unfortunate woman is lifted and moved, the electrical cord around her neck clattering onto the floor.

He stands in the doorway surveying the scene, apart from the woman, a further maybe six bodies are scattered around – quite literally – taking a deep breath he steps over the human detritus, avoiding making a mess of his boots as much as possible, and reaches his partner on the other side of the room. It always fascinates him to watch how he effortlessly hacks into computer systems, the calm look on his face belies the difficulty of what he’s attempting, only the golden glow around his emerald irises gives away his intent. Behind them, a laptop springs into life, they both grin as the information is transferred to the shard in its port, which is retrieved and safely stowed away.

“I thought the office was gonna be empty.”

“Killing Corpos is a problem all of a sudden?”

“Nah, but Kerry’s gonna be pissed, you’ve got a breakfast date in an hour and you’re not exactly dressed for it.”

V looks down grimacing at his blood-soaked shirt and pants, “So do what you’re here to do then and we can delta, he hates it when I’m late.”

Johnny takes the device out of the bag and places it gingerly under the desk in the middle of the room, V is already making for the stairs as he sets the timer and then follows. They make it to the other side of the street just in time to see the windows above light up, all evidence that they were ever there erased by the fire currently ripping through the floor.

“I’ll see you later, gotta delta, I’ll tell Kerry you said ‘hi’.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Johnny mutters watching V’s bike disappear towards Little China.

Slightly less than an hour later, a cleaned up but still hyper V strolls into the high-class restaurant like he’s been used to it his whole life. The waiter shows him to the window table where he is met with his partner’s tired but happy smile and a warm hug. “Shit, I hate having to do mornings,” Kerry grumbles as he re-takes his seat.

“It was your idea to meet here for breakfast Ker,”

“I know,” he says more softly, “I just wanted to see you, you’ve been so busy with work and shit I feel like it’s been forever.”

“It’s been four days,” smiles V, “and next week we’re together for a whole ten days, you’ll be sick of the sight of me!”

The waiter brings over coffee and a selection of pastries, setting them down quietly and efficiently before leaving them to their conversation.

“I get scared for you Vince, you could be at the club safe and sound, but you have to keep going on jobs with that fucking gonk, risking your life and for what?”

V carefully takes a sip of the hot coffee looking over the rim of the cup at his mainline’s worried face. It’s true, the club is his, he can do what the fuck he wants, never needs to go on another job in his life if he doesn��t want to. But he made Johnny his responsibility the moment he chose to bring him back – a move that Kerry neither understood nor approved of, though did finance for V’s sake – and Johnny wants to train to be a merc, so who better than V to do that?

“It’s not forever, only until he’s ready to go it alone. How about I make a deal with you? If he can do the job on Friday without much help, then I’ll go back to runnin’ the club.”

Friday’s job had been on Kerry’s radar for a couple of weeks, he’d heard V talking about it over the holo a couple of times and it was one of the reasons that he was so unsettled.

Breaking into an Arasaka run facility after everything V had been through with them seemed like the dumbest idea ever to Kerry, they surely would have his metrics on file and he’d be caught before he even got into the building, preem netrunner that V was, Kerry could not see how he was going to get away with this. He didn’t even know why he was doing it, it wasn’t a contract he knew that, what was so damn important in there that V had to have it before next week? Whatever it was, he wasn’t telling, he’d just shrug and change the subject whenever Kerry tried to bring it up.

Reluctantly, Kerry nods in agreement at the suggestion, it was the best he was going to get and at least if V was taking a step back it might be Johnny, not V who is in the firing line.

“’Sides, most of what we do isn’t that dangerous, this morning we were just doing a hacking job.”

Kerry studies V for a moment before asking with a raised eyebrow, “Is that why you’ve got dried blood under your fingernails and a bullet hole in the arm of your jacket?”

V looks quickly from his hands to his jacket, swearing under his breath. Luckily the bullet had gone through the material without touching him, but he can’t believe he hadn’t noticed it. He shrugs, “There were…complications, but it was fine, look, I’m fine.” He offers Kerry a cheesy smile, receiving a frown in return,

“Mhm, well let’s just get Friday over with, you coming home tonight?”

Covering his mainline’s hands with his own V answers softly, “It’ll be pretty late, but sure, I’ll be home.”

Way past 2AM, Kerry is sleeping fitfully, waking every half hour or so unable to settle until V’s promised return. He’s going to have a wait, V and Johnny have got themselves into a bit of a predicament.

“Shit Johnny, I told you to leave it alone!”

Johnny feels very slightly bad for getting them into this, but how could he be blamed if someone left a pile of interesting-looking gear just lying around? Of course he was going to go and have a look through it. In the time it took him to cross the room, the shutters had crashed down and now they were stuck in a warehouse in fucking Kabuki with a bunch of Maelstromers hunting them down.

V was seriously unimpressed, he’d managed to get down their numbers with some quick hacks, contagion had spread quickly and taken five out, he short-circuited another three and got one with a synapse burn, the floor was mostly clear as far as he could tell, but the computer controlling the doors was in the basement and there were at least another six or seven of them down there – and now they knew he and Johnny were here.

Even before turning to mercenary work, Johnny had been an OK shot, the only good thing his father ever did for him was to teach him how to hunt and the army had taught him how to use pistols and automatic weapons, so he leads the two of them towards the steps leading to the lower floor, gun in hand and on high alert. Of course V isn’t a bad shot either, but he’s increasingly reliant on his netrunning skills these days and follows scanning the area for danger.

In front of the door to the lower level, V puts his finger to his lips and listens. His enhancements mean that even from some distance away he can hear a whispered conversation pretty clearly,

“We’re like rats in a pipe down here Roach, what’re we gonna do?”

“Quit your whining, you wired the door up right? Soon as they walk in they’ll be flambé.”

That’s all V needs, ushering Johnny back up the stairs he aims an incendiary grenade at the door and runs as far and as fast as he can in the other direction covering his ears. The explosion rocks the entire building, fortunately leaving the stairs intact but the same can’t be said of the door or of one of the lurking gang members. Johnny manages to pick a couple more of them off as they ran towards them through the burning doorway, V shoots through the flames and gets a lucky hit on a third leaving two cowering at the back of the room.

The intense heat coming from the still burning doorway is a barrier to them entering the lower level, but V is quite capable of finishing then off without going anywhere near and does so with a minimum of fuss before remotely hacking the computer to open the shutters.

The sun is beginning to rise over the City as they step out, V hates turning up at Kerry’s grimy and stinking of smoke, but he’s too tired to go home to shower first, so he drops Johnny at his apartment before making his way to North Oak. V has been awake for around 27 hours at this point and is feeling every second of it as he swings the Apollo into the drive, he’s almost too tired to register surprise that Kerry is up at this time, or to argue as he herds him into the shower.

Kerry watches V sleep for a long time before finally nodding off himself, he’s still not – nor will he ever be – over the fear that everything he’s been through will catch up with him one day and Alt’s dark prediction will finally come true, so he watches the rise and fall of V’s chest and is lulled to sleep by the motion under his hand and the soft regular breathing beside him.

A clatter wakes V up with a start, it’s nearly dark again outside, not for the first time he’s slept the day away. Kerry appears with some coffee, “Sorry babe, the dumb silverware drawer wouldn’t close so I had to give it a nudge.”

V grins into his coffee, “With your boot?”

“Yeah, didn’t work though.”

“Gimme a few minutes to wake up and I’ll have a look at it.”

Kerry sits on the bed next to V smoothing the covers and frowning, “You working tonight?”

“Nah, Thursdays are quiet, Clair can run the bar and Johnny’s got a real straightforward klepping gig that even he can’t fuck up.” V watches his lover’s face brighten, “Why? You wanna do something?”

Biting his lip Kerry looks through his lashes at the other man, “Well there’s this industry thing tonight… I know you hate them but we don’t have to stay long and there’s free sushi.”

“Course we can go,” Kerry knows V can never resist his puppy-dog eyes, “I’ll even let you pick out my outfit.”

The sushi was good, the wine was OK, the company was dire, so V and Kerry sit in a corner away from the crowds sharing a plate and chatting. An observer would note the way their fingers are entwined over the table, how their knees are touching, the closeness of their faces despite the relative quiet of the club and the soft voices they use exclusively with each other. Promoters send over photographers, but the couple barely notice only having eyes for each other, the intrusion used to bother V but Kerry always remained unflustered knowing that yet another picture of him with the same blurry-faced man was hardly going to set the world on fire.

V had been ignoring calls all evening, having disconnected his phone from his holo and turned off his alerts. With Kerry on his way to the bathroom he chances a quick look at his phone and sighs as he sees the increasingly irate stream of messages from Johnny’s number, and one from Clair’s warning him that Johnny was on the warpath. It seems the job had gone well, goods were klepped and returned, Johnny got his payday, but this is the problem, the eddies that Wakako sent were not the same as those promised and Johnny had made the gonk move of going to confront her about it. V could’ve told him that the promised rate was for himself only, an experienced merc with an excellent rep, not for Johnny, an unknown quantity, but of course V hadn’t been answering his phone – shit.

Kerry returns to see V shrugging on his jacket and promising to explain when he gets home, he puts the car fob into Kerry’s hand and runs into the warm night air of Corpo Plaza hopping into the cab he’d called and messaging Johnny to tell him he was on the way. He’s beginning to regret the monkey suit that he’d wound up wearing, but at least he still had Archangel and his monowires. The cab is taking forever, the last message V had from Johnny was over an hour ago and made little sense, something about the Tyger Claws and a large knife. Finally pulling up in Japantown, V sprints out of the cab and into the back room where the fixer conducts her business.

“Ah, V. How pleasant of you to visit, I thought our paths might cross tonight.”

“Hey Wakako, I’m looking for…”

“Yes, yes, your annoying friend. I’m afraid some of my boys have had to have a word with him about his manners.”

Shit, “It was my fault, he called but I didn’t answer. I should’ve dealt with it personally.”

“Yes, even just as a professional courtesy you should have come yourself, but we cannot change what has been done. I will have my boys bring him to you, wait here.”

A quick call later and soon V hears an ominous dragging noise coming from outside the door, two of the biggest Tyger Claws V has ever seen manoeuvre their way through with a lank haired, bloody faced Johnny barely suspended between them, they unceremoniously let him fall to the floor before leaving the way they came. The dark-haired merc looks up through his blood-crusted eyelashes and spits a gobbet of blood into his hand.

“V dear, give the boy a towel to wipe his face would you?”

Looking around the room he sees a stack of towels by the sink and picks out the top one before wetting it and passing it to Johnny who grabs it angrily wipes his face and hands and passes it back.

“I trust that our business here is both concluded and forgotten?”

Not giving the other man even a chance to speak, V drags him up from the floor and towards the door. “Of course Wakako, have a pleasant evening,” he says through gritted teeth.

A safe distance outside Johnny is exactly as pissed as you would expect, V listens patiently while he lists all of his shortcomings both as a person and a fixer and tells him what a terrible friend he is, all the while supporting himself with an arm around V’s neck and limping along beside him. “What were you doin’ anyway that was so important? Why the suit?”

“It was supposed to be my night off if you remember, we were at a shit party if you must know.”

“Well I’m glad it was shit, I hope you get food poisoning from whatever nasty Corpo scop you’ve been eating.”

V sniggers at Johnny’s half-meant sentiment, Johnny smiles at V’s snigger, “So, how’s your face, any permanent damage d’ya think?”

“Only to my ego,” Johnny admits, “I’ll go see Vik in the morning, just need to sleep right now.”

“Nah let’s get you there now, not good to sleep on a concussion or something.”

Johnny had parked the Porsche a couple of streets away, so they take it across town to a sleepy Vik who confirms V’s suspicions.

“Yep, looks like a concussion and a fractured eye socket, can fix one easily enough, the other just needs you to rest for a few days.”

V takes the doc by the elbow and leads him out of Johnny’s earshot, “Vik, I really need him compos mentis tomorrow, is there anything you can give him to… you know… hurry it along?”

Frowning, Vik takes off his glasses to massage the bridge of his nose, “There’s a couple of things I could do I guess, one’s illegal and the other is merely unethical.”

“Thanks Vik, I owe you big time.”

The eye-socket is fixed and Johnny is given a shot of something that makes him feel both indestructible and brittle at the same time, with some pills to chase it up with in the morning. “He shouldn’t be left alone tonight V, once he’s asleep he’ll be out for a good 7 hours and you’ll need to check on him regularly.”

“Sure Vik, no problem and thanks.”

V drives back to Johnny’s apartment punching him in the arm whenever he sees him nodding and manages to get him into the lift and onto a couch before he’s out for the count. He messages Kerry broadly explaining what happened and promising to see him later, then sets an alert to go off every 90 minutes and settles to sleep on the other sofa. V sleeps brokenly, checking on Johnny throughout the night and is finally woken by the sound of the shower late the next morning.

“Hey V, dunno what was in that shit Vik gave me but woo! I feel awesome this morning. Better hop in there yourself and get changed, got a big day today.”

V wishes he’d had a dose of whatever it is Johnny’s had cuz he’s tired as hell and feels like shit. He gets a shower and borrows some of Johnny’s clothes – which on closer inspection are actually V’s clothes some of which he’d previously borrowed from Kerry. Coffee and toast go some way to improving V’s mood, but he suspects it’ll be later today safe at home with Kerry and looking forward to the next few days before he truly feels OK.

Unlike a large proportion of the jobs he and Johnny take on, today’s job had been intricately planned down to the tiniest detail. Security guard’s routines had been noted to the second, every camera and sensor had been mapped, nothing had been left to chance. The facility holding what they were after was off a dirt track way into the Eastern Badlands and V had been tuning the Rattler for weeks getting her ready for the trip, all they needed to do was grab their gear and go.

The early afternoon sun was almost unbearable, even with the AC on full blast the car was like an oven, but to make good time stopping was not an option so they guzzle some of the gallons of water they have brought along and try their best not to pass out from the heat. A few hours after setting off it is two hot, sweaty, irritable mercs that emerge gratefully from the stifling heat of the car and make their way towards the shadow of the warehouse facility that is their target.

As arranged with an easily bribed employee, the door to the staff kitchens had been left unlocked so they slip inside, V working through his list of cameras and sensors to disable and Johnny scouting ahead. Everything was exactly as they had expected, good old Arasaka efficiency, and everyone was where they were supposed to be. Having no desire to kill anyone unnecessarily, guards and staff are brought down either through V’s hacks or Johnny’s deftly applied stranglehold, they reach the vault with zero casualties and zero problems.

Easily opening the lock they swing open the door and look at the bank of refrigerated storage devices taking up the main part of the large room. Each has its own unique code which V now scans to find the one that they came for – and then one other one that Johnny insisted was important too. Stashing what they have found in the holdall they brought specially, they slip away into the still stifling desert air, quietly celebrating a job well done.

V had got them here so Johnny drives back, despite the adrenaline rush tiredness has caught up with the fixer and he sleeps peacefully for most of the journey home allowing Johnny to indulge in his guilty pleasure of listening to the Country music station on the radio. By evening they are nearing the City once more, North Oak is in sight and Johnny nudges V awake as they approach the Villa. “Wake up princess, your castle’s up ahead.”

Groggily, V swipes Johnny’s arm, yawns and watches as the lights of home get closer, Johnny pulls up the drive, but doesn’t get out of the car, his and Kerry’s relationship is still pretty rocky, “Thanks Johnny, I’ll come by in the morning to get the gear.” Kerry sees the headlights sweep up the path and is waiting on the step as V gets there, Johnny rolls his eyes as he turns the car around and sees them hug before disappearing inside.

“Still not gonna tell me what that was all about?” Kerry asks as he lies in bed waiting for V to finish getting ready to join him.

“Nu uh, gonna have to wait until tomorrow.”

Kerry is a man of many – well some – virtues, but none of them are patience, and he’s finding the fact that Johnny knows when he doesn’t particularly hard to deal with. “Ah c’mon V baby, give Kerry a hint.”

Usually, V succumbs to Kerry’s sweet-talking pretty quickly, but this time he won’t be swayed, “You’ll find out soon enough Ker,” he tells him slipping between the cool covers, “I guess I’ll just have to find a way to distract you from thinking about it.”

“I guess you will,” Kerry agrees, grinning that he has his man back where he belongs.

Shortly after dawn, V reluctantly leaves Kerry sleeping peacefully, he has a few things to do before they can begin their break together, so it’s several hours later that Kerry awakens to the sound of his footsteps on the stairs. He watches the other man drop a holdall gently onto the bedroom floor and rub his hands over his face and neck before crossing the room to sit on the bed.

“Mornin’ beautiful,” he says brightly, running his thumb over the implants on Kerry’s cheekbones, “sleep well?”

“Eventually,” Kerry answers leaning into V’s soft touch, “where’ve you been?”

“Just had a couple of errands to run, all yours now though.”

Kerry hums contentedly, rubbing against V’s hand like a contented cat, “Hmm, come back to bed baby, nowhere to be for a few hours yet.”

“You know I want to, but I brought coffee, and there’s pancakes in the kitchen.”

Frowning a little the Rockerboy looks up through his eyelashes, “They’ll keep,” he instructs the fixer, “besides you literally just said that you’re all mine and I want you in this bed, now.”

V smirks a little, how can he refuse such a request? He shrugs his jacket onto the floor and kicks off his boots pulling his shirt off on his way around to the other side of the bed and his pants off as he arrives. Kerry pulls back the covers and he slides inside allowing the other man’s arms to wrap around his waist and pull him, his back to Kerry’s chest, into a heated embrace. Calloused hands run over V’s chest, pausing to pinch at his nipples then continuing downwards, pressing against his taught stomach, pulling his hips back towards Kerry’s. Soft lips sink into V’s shoulder, gentle nips and a searching tongue tracing the veins and raising groans and sighs from the increasingly compliant merc.

The thick length of Kerry’s cock rubs up against the small of V’s back leaving drops of precum where it touches, a lube slicked hand reaches down between them and coats V’s opening and Kerry’s shaft, it’s unusual for the Rockerboy to want to top, but today is an unusual day so V leans into his touch, groans turning to gasps as first one, then two fingers slide inside him curling and massaging his prostrate, before pulling gently out to be replaced by the tip of Kerry’s impressively thick cock. “This OK baby?” he croons into V’s ear.

“Mhm, god…yes.” comes the reply.

Kerry shuffles V onto his front being careful to never lose contact and begins a slow, shallow rhythm that he knows drives his mainline wild. With his head buried in the pillow, V bites his lower lip enjoying the sensation of being filled by his lover and of the increasingly deep and frantic thrusts, until finally Kerry throws back his head and with an exclamation somewhere between a curse and a grunt pumps his load into V’s welcoming ass.

Both sink breathlessly onto the bed, Kerry’s soaked forehead resting on V’s shoulder, “Turn over Vince honey.” V sleepily complies brushing a kiss onto the top of the other man’s head as he turns allowing Kerry to flutter kisses down his stomach and wrap his lips around V’s semi-hard cock.

It’s possible, V reflects, that Kerry gives the best blow jobs on the planet, the perfect warmth, the intuitive rhythm, the way he sucks in his cheeks to create just the right amount of friction and of course one of the (un)fortunate side effects of the cyberware in his throat is that he no longer has a gag reflex, but the main thing that makes him good at it is – as with his music – he fucking loves it, absolutely adores it in fact, the filthy noises he’s making right now as he works V’s dick betray the fact that he’s having at least as much fun as V is, if not a fair amount more. Relaxing into the feeling of building euphoria, V clings onto either side of the pillow – he’s scared he’d hurt Kerry if he laid a hand on him right now such is the intensity of what he’s feeling – and groans out a warning, but he knows Kerry will take it all, and he does, licking his lips lazily afterwards like a cat.

“Preem way to start the day, thanks Ker.” says V softly.

“Aw c’mon V, no need to thank me, just pay me back in kind later.” he purrs with a wink, before heading into the shower and leaving V to a cheeky ten-minute nap.

After a shower and a breakfast of reheated coffee and cold pancakes, the two men sit quietly on the veranda looking out over the city, chairs close enough for their fingers to be entwined between them.

“So, you gonna tell me what all the secrecy’s been about then?” Kerry asks, lowering his shades to look the other man in the eye.

V grins, “Nah, not yet, not long, but not yet.”

Pouting prettily, Kerry lights a cigarette, “Should probably start getting ready soon, need to delta in a couple of hours.”

It’s going to be a hell of a party; Kerry’s been planning it for weeks and has booked out the whole of Dark Matter for the occasion.

They have a lot to celebrate, V turned 30 a few weeks ago and there was a time not so long ago that they were sure that that would never happen, Kerry had managed to get out of his contract with MSM and had set up his own record company – it was going to cost him big time but was worth every enny, and it had been two years to the day since their first kiss right here on the balcony, not that Kerry had remembered – he was terrible with dates, but V had never forgotten.

“Two years huh?” Kerry asks blowing a plume of vanilla scented smoke down to the City below, “Two years since you promised to chase the shadows away.”

“How’d I do?”

Kerry looks into his mainline’s eyes, “Those fuckers wouldn’t dare come near me now, you’d kick their asses.”

“We’d kick their asses,” corrects V, “together.”

A tender look passes between them, fingertips slide across the chrome handrail to tangle together, the maître d' diplomatically coughs into his hand turning their attention to the guests currently exiting the elevator.

“Ker, before the party gets going, I want to give you something.”

“Do I finally get to find out what all the secrecy has been about?”

“Mhm,” V retrieves something from his inside jacket pocket while Kerry tries to hide his excitement, V rarely brings him actual gifts, but when he does, they are always extraordinarily special. A largish velvet pouch appears which V opens delicately, fishing inside and pulling out a gold chain with some sort of pendant hanging on it. Kerry stares at it for a moment then takes it cautiously into his hand,

“Is this…?”

“Mhm,”

He allows V to fasten it around his neck, then holds the pendant in the palm of his hand, running a finger over it and shaking his head, “How did you get it? I thought they kept it when…Oh, that’s what the job was all about, gettin’ this, I mean I love it, but…why?”

Kerry looks up quizzically at his mainline, still holding the pendant in his palm, V leans in and covers his hand with his own, “This is why we met, it’s why I’m here and not sat in a bloody heap in a doorway somewhere, it’s why Arasaka are manufacturing third-rate novelties instead of tanks these days, it’s part of me, part of us, it changed the world and now it’s yours.”

“The gold-plating is a nice touch.”

“Yeah well, nothin but the best for you Ker.”

Johnny wasn’t much one for refined parties, he much preferred an evening in a dive bar with a bottle of tequila and a couple of chooms, he’d hung around for an hour then driven back to his apartment smiling to himself when he remembered what was waiting for him there. He’d picked it up this morning but not had chance to get it out of the wrapping yet.

He sat on his couch carefully peeling off the brown paper cover then sat back and admired the job that the store had done of mounting it inside the Perspex case, his new arm was fine, virtually indistinguishable from an organic one, but this one, this one had played with Samurai, had held Alt Cunningham, had punched countless gonks and had been worth all the trouble to get it back.

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How to Fix BlueStacks Problems

Error 1: Incompatible Windows Settings Error Message

While using the Android 11 (Beta) or Nougat (32-bit) versions of BlueStacks 5, you will get the “incompatible Windows settings”pop-up message. Also, you can get an error message that reads; your Operating System is not supporting Nougat 32-bit/Android 11 (Beta) when creating a new Instance. This happens on the Windows system with Hyper-V, which has enabled Microsoft’s hardware visualization product.

Solutions to Fix the Issue

The first method is to utilize a different version of the BlueStacks emulator. Move to the official BlueStacks download page and hit the Download a specific version tab. Choose either Nougat 64-bit or Pie 64-bit; these versions support Hyper-V.

If you wish to use the latest version of Android (Android 11 Beta), you must disable Hyper-V on the system. Launch the Control Panel, hit the Programs tab, and pick Turn Windows features on or off. On the menu, untick Hyper-V, Windows Hypervisor Platform, Virtual Machine Platform, Windows Sandbox, and Windows Subsystem for Linux. You should restart the PC. Launch BlueStack to check if it works.

Sometimes, users might also need to disable Memory Integrity. Move to the Setting tab, choose Privacy & Security> Windows security, and tap the Open Windows security button. Next, navigate to Device Security, hit the Core isolation details tab, and turn off Memory Integrity. Note that this service helps stop attacks via malicious code, so turn off this service at your own risk. If you do not wish to take a chance, choosing a BlueStacks version compatible with Hyper-V is best.

A quicker method to turn off Hyper-V on your device is through the Command Prompt. Write “cmd” in the search box and tap the Run as administrator button in the menu. Then write “bcdedit /set hypervisorlaunchtype off.”

BlueStacks emulator also eases the procedure by offering a .exe file that users can download and use to disable Hyper-V.

Error 2: Device isn’t Compatible with this Device Message When Installing Apps

Sometimes, users may get a “device is not compatible with this device” message while downloading apps via the Play Store in BlueStacks.

Solutions to Solve the Error

The best method to solve this issue is to change the device profile. In the BlueStacks emulator, launch the Settings menu under Predefined profile, move to Device, and select another device from the list. You can try different options until you get a device profile where you do not see the incompatibility error.

Also, you can clear the Google app data to solve the problem. Launch the System apps on the home screen and hit Settings (note: these are Android settings). Hit the Apps tab and launch the Play Store. Tap the Storage button and choose the Clear app data option. After confirming the selection, you can install the problematic app.

Error 3: Installation Failed or BlueStacks not Opening Error

Users may get error codes when installing or running a game on BlueStacks or launching the app. A few users also encounter a problem when installing BlueStacks.

Steps to Fix the Error

If you have issues downloading or launching BlueStacks, confirm that your computer fulfills the lowest requirements of the app. This includes an Intel or AMD processor, Windows 7 or higher, 5GB of free storage, 4GB of RAM, updated graphics drivers, and computer administrator access. Of course, the lowest requirements might not provide the best experience. BlueStacks suggests a computer with Windows 10 or higher, an Intel or AMD multi-core processor with a one-thread benchmark score of more than 1000, SSD storage, a Broadband Internet connection, and 8GB of RAM.

Confirm that you have enabled Virtualization on your computer. A straightforward method to check is by utilizing the Task Manager. Write Task Manager in the search box, or hit the Ctrl + Shift + Esc keys to open it. Move to the Performance tab, and you will see Virtualization: Enabled. If you have disabled it, you must enable virtualization to utilize BlueStacks. The procedure relies on your computer manufacturer.

If you cannot open BlueStacks, dedicate more RAM to the app and CPU cores. Launch the BlueStacks Multi-instance Manager and hit the Settings tab. Navigate to the Performance tab and choose High (4 cores) under the CPU allocation tab and High (4GB) under the Memory allocation tab. BlueStacks suggests the settings for the graphic-intensive games. If users can open BlueStacks but have difficulty launching a game, they can switch the allocation within the app. Launch the BlueStacks setting, move to the Performance tab, and select these settings. Also, you can pick the Custom option and allocate more RAM and cores, but confirm that you do not allow all the RAM and CPU cores to BlueStacks. Also, choose the High-Performance option from the performance mode list. Hit the Save Changes tab and relaunch the app.

The anti-virus program of your device can also interfere and create installation issues with BlueStacks not launching.

Error 4: Error 2318 When Uninstalling BlueStacks

A few users obtain an error message (error 2318) when uninstalling BlueStacks. This issue generally pops up due to corrupted registry keys.

Solutions to Resolve the Issue

BlueStacks provides a dedicated Uninstaller program you will get in the installation folder. It may be better to utilize this program to uninstall BlueStacks instead of doing this via the settings menu on Windows.

The Windows Installer program may be a problem, but users can restart it. Write “cmd” in the search box to launch Command Prompt and hit Run as administrator from the menu. In Command Prompt, write net stop msiserver to stop Windows Installer, then write net start msiserver to reboot the service. After this, try uninstalling BlueStacks like other Windows apps and check if it has fixed the issue.

If the issue is due to corrupted registry keys, users can remove them. Launch the Registry Editor (write reg in the search box). You may need to backup the registry to avoid the problems. Choose the Files options and hit the Export tab in the toolbar. Give the name of your backup file and choose the All option in the Export Range box. After this, hit Ctrl + F to launch the search window and write bluestacks. Delete every visible BlueStacks registry key.

Error 5: Hardware Decoding isn’t Accessible on BlueStacks

While utilizing hardware decoding, the GPU of the computer is essential to provide compressed textures and typically offers a better gaming experience. However, some users encounter the grayed-out hardware decoding option and are unavailable or do not utilize the dedicated GPU even when chosen.

Remedies to Fix the Issue

This could be an issue with hardware compatibility. Users of AMD GPUs report issues when using hardware decoding, while users of NVIDIA GPUs do not face this issue as much. Contact BlueStacks customer support to ensure whether the dedicated GPU will permit hardware decoding.

Settings issues can also be why the hardware decoding is unavailable.

Confirm that you have set up all for BlueStacks to utilize your dedicated GPU. Move to the BlueStacks settings, choose Graphics > GPU in use, and turn on Prefer dedicated GPU. Once you relaunch BlueStacks, you will see your dedicated GPU in this section.

Also, you can change settings via Windows. Look for Graphics settings in the search box or hit Settings > System > Display > Graphics and choose the Browse option under the Graphics performance preference tab. In the location search section, look for the folder where you have installed BlueStacks, choose HD-player.exe, and hit Add. When added, select BlueStacks on the menu and tap Options. Choose High Performance (with a dedicated GPU) and save the setting.

Hardware decoding is not accessible with DirectX. Move to the BlueStacks settings tab, hit Graphics > GPU renderer, and choose the OpenGL option. Select the Hardware decoding option from the ASTC textures menu on the Graphic setting screen. If your dedicated GPU is incompatible, you will get a “Hardware decoding isn’t available” error pop-up in this section.

Error 6: Google Play Store Login Problems

Users encounter some problems when logging into the Google Play Store on BlueStacks. While a few login errors have particular solutions, the best way to solve this issue is to clear the app cache. Launch the System Apps folder in BlueStacks, move to the Settings tab, tap Apps > Play Store > Storage, and hit Clear cache.

Solutions

Having a problem on the loading screen when logging in or a ” Could not sign-in error: The anti-virus program in your device may interfere with BlueStacks running properly. Configure the program utilizing the right settings.

Black/white login screen: This occurs when your graphics setting on BlueStacks does not match the system specifications. Navigate to the BlueStacks settings tab, choose the Graphics option, and change settings such as Graphics engine mode, interface renderer, and Performance mode to other options. Reboot BlueStacks and check if the issue goes away.

“Authentication required/Validate it’s you” issue: If you get this issue, clear the Google Play app cache and delete the Google account before signing in again. To delete the Google account, move to the System app tab and hit Settings > Account. Choose your account and tap the Remove Account option. Return to the previous screen, tap Add account, and specify the login credentials.

“This device is not Play Protected” issue:This issue generally shows if you use a custom device profile. Navigate to BlueStacks settings > Phone, move to Select a predefined profile, and choose any of the phones from the list.

How to sign in without a Gmail account: You can access BlueStacks with a non-Gmail account but must open a Google account connected to that email address. Move to the Google website and hit the Sign-in tab at the top. Tap the Create Account button. Specify your information and choose the Use currency email account instead option. Provide the non-Gmail address and follow the validation procedure. After setting up the account, you can sign in to BlueStacks with this email account.

Error 7: BlueStacks is Slow

BlueStacks might be resource-heavy, based on what applications you are using, and there are situations when you find it laggy or slow.

Tips to Solve the Problem

Users can enhance the performance of BlueStacks by allocating more RAM and CPU cores to the app. Hit BlueStacks settings > Performance and select High (4 cores) and High (4GB). Also, you can choose Custom to select more RAM and cores, but do not allocate all RAM and CPU cores to BlueStacks. Confirm that you have set High performance in the Performance mode list.

Anti-virus programs can also create performance issues.

Ensure you have enabled Virtualization to get the best experience.

Also, you can enhance performance by empty RAM. Launch Task Manager by hitting Ctrl + Shift + Esc and close the idle or unwanted apps in the background. Apps such as Google Chrome are a notable issue in this regard. Choose the app you need to close and hit the End task button.

Error 8: Can’t Install APK Issue

You can get a “Can’t install APK” error message if the app or game you are installing is not compatible with the Android version of BlueStacks you are using. It will happen if you use the older versions, such as Android Pie 32-bit.

Tricks to Fix the Error

The way to play a game or utilize an app that is not compatible is by opening a new instance with the latest version of Android. Launch the Multi-instance Manager ( a three-layer tab at the right, two above the gear icon), hit the Instance tab, and choose Fresh instance. Select the latest Android version from the available list, like Android Nougat (64-bit) or Android 11 (Beta). If you haven’t installed these, you must download a few additional files and choose settings like memory allocation, CUP allocation, performance mode, resolution, and others for this new instance. Tap Download to generate a new instance, then hit Start on the Multi-instance Manager page. Now, you must be able to install the APK with issues.

Some Common BlueStacks Problems

BlueStacks features a weekly running list of issues and bugs that it solves so that users can check to see the solution for their issues.

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Users with Mac can encounter the “System extension blocked” error. Older Macs with M1 processors, MacOS 13 Ventura, and Macs running MacOS 12 Monterey do not support BlueStacks. Users can report an error by tapping the “?” icon in the BlueStacks app window and choosing the Report a problem option. Choose the issue type, specify other information, and hit the Submit a Report button. Also, you can download the BlueStacks 5 Log Collection Tool to offer an issue log if you encounter problems with BlueStacks not downloading or launching.

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Never Gonna Be Alone- Chapter 56

Title: Visitors

Warnings: profanity, slight angst

Tagging: @c-a-v-a-l-r-y, @innerpaperexpertcloud, @miss-smutty, @tragiclyhip, @ocfairygodmother, @ocappreciation

Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28860450/chapters/80479972

He dreams of one of his tours in Afghanistan. Two years into his time with SASR and his platoon imbedded with local friendlies; two dozen militia members that hated The Taliban just as much as the rest of the world and wanted a hand in bringing them down. He’d only been thirty at the time and already considered a seasoned veteran; several deployments into active and heavy combat, scars left behind from gunshot sounds and where shrapnel from roadside bombs had embedded into his skin. He’d felt as if he were eighty years old; shoulders weighed down by the horrors he’d seen and the things he’d had to do. No longer flinching when he had to take the life of another, but still feeling nauseous and when confronted by the bodies of those tortured and mutilated at the hands of terrorists. The healthy, the disabled, women, children; no one was safe from the brutality and it wasn’t uncommon to pass corpses in the streets or drive through bombed out towns.

Threats were everywhere; he’d long ago learned to sleep with a gun underneath his pillow. His instincts and senses sharp and keen and always on high alert; ears pricking to the howl of the wind or the rustle of rocks or the stirring of sand. Actual rest was a rare commodity for younger soldiers, but he’d become used to bedding down in the earth; body accustomed to the hard surface beneath him and his head not minding his rucksack as a pillow.

Three days had been spent navigating through rough terrain despite brutal elements they’d been faced with, and on the fourth night they were able to find refuge in a cave carved into the mountainside of the Tangi Valley. On their way to Mazar-i-Sharif; a well known Taliban stronghold. There they and the Afghan friendlies would attempt to take back the city; hoping and praying that they’d have enough weaponry and ammunition to wipe the enemy forces out. And that their own death tally wouldn’t be too high.

It was the first time he’d been afraid while with the SASR; warned that even with success, the chances of getting home alive were extremely unlikely. His wife had been pregnant at that time. Three weeks away from delivering his son; experiencing difficulties because of her own stress and worries revolving around his health and safety and his whereabouts. There’d been close calls already; snipers in the mountains, ambushes with rocket propelled grenades and tanks. His hyper-vigilance had been on high alert; every strange noise or shift of the rocks jarring him awake and seeing him reach under his backpack for the handgun he’d hidden underneath it.

He feels it now; the presence of someone standing beside him. Hears it; the soft breathing and the slight rustle of clothes. And he acts on pure instinct; hand sliding under his pillow and waiting for his fingertips to come in contact with the barrel of his Glock. Its absence sending his fear into overdrive and immediately instilling panic; eyes snapping open as he bolts into a sit and both hands shoot out to grab hold of the threat.

“Hi daddy.”

He blinks rapidly. The dream quickly evaporating and the cavern of sand and rocks dissipating; replaced by the wall of windows that provide a view of the darkened backyard and the glow of the space heater located in the far corner. Swallowing down the bile that sits in his throat, he briefly closes his eyes; using a forearm to clear perspiration from his forehead.

“Are you okay?” Addie inquires as she stands at the side of the couch. Clad in her favourite pair of unicorn themed pyjamas; Franklin the stuffed koala tucked under her arm, dark hair mussed from sleep.

He finally manages to gain control of himself; senses registering the familiar surroundings. “What are you doing?”

“I got up to go pee and then I wanted to snuggle with you and mummy in the big bed, but you guys weren’t there. I know I’m not supposed to come downstairs by myself while everyone is sleeping, but I was worried and I wanted to find you.”

“Are you okay? Did you have an accident in your bed?”

“Nope. I made it in time. I was scared; when I didn’t find you and mummy in your room. I thought maybe you left us.”

“Why would we leave you? You guys need us. We’d never do something like that. We love you guys way too much to ever leave you.” Reaching out, he gently cups the back of her head in his palm. “You know that, right? That mummy and I love you guys so much.”

Nooding, she tucks Franklin under her arm and she balls her hands into fists; rubbing vigorously at her eyes. “Why are you guys down here? Why aren’t you sleeping in your normal bed?”

“Mummy and I were up late. Talking.”

“About what?”

“Stuff.”

Addie tilts her head to the side. “What kind of stuff?”

“Stuff that mummies and daddies talk about. That little ears don’t need to hear.”

“So scary stuff? Or stuff with lots of swears in it?”

“Just stuff you don’t need to worry about.”

“Were you talking about…” she taps a finger against her lips. “... my birthday party?”

“You have a birthday coming up?”

Giving a dramatic huff; both hands find her hips and a pout curves her lips. “Daddy! You know my birthday is soon. February thirteenth. The day before Valentine’s Day. How could you forget that? Your own kid’s birthday! Your favourite kid!”

“I’m teasing you. I didn’t forget your birthday. I could NEVER forget it. Ever.”

“Mummy said maybe we could go to the koala place again.”

“That’s where you went last year. And the year before.”

“It’s my favourite place in the whole world. Mummy said to ask you. If we could go there. She says it’s up to you because you’re paying AND driving.”

“If you want to go to the koala place, that’s where we’ll go. Or we could go to the one in Melbourne; fly down and make a weekend of it.”

“I don’t want to fly. I don’t like it. It’s scary. “

“Since when? You’re fine with it when we go to Disney World.”

“That’s because I know I’m going to see Belle and Ariel and Snow White and Moana. That makes it worth it; being scared to death and worried the plane is going to crash.”

“The plane is NOT going to crash.”

“You don’t know that. Can’t we just drive to the koala place we always go to? They know me there. The koalas. They’ll be happy to see me.”

“If that’s what you want to do, we’ll do it. Now….” he reaches out and clears messy strands of hair away from the sides of her face and out of her eyes. “...why are you still up?”

“Isn’t today when we go to the American Girl store?”

“Yeah, but not for a while. Not for a LONG while. It’s still dark out. What time is it? Grab my phone. Check it”

Snagging the item in question from the cluttered coffee table, she presses the button on the side to make the screen come to life. “It says it’s six zero two.”

“Addie….” he groans and presses the heels of his palms into his eyes. “...it is way too early to be up, Peanut. Sun’s not even out.”

“Can we have breakfast? And then when we’re done it’ll be time to go to American Girl?”

“Baby girl, we’re not leaving until eleven. So even if we eat really slow, it’ll still be hours away. Why don’t you go back upstairs and lie down. See if you can fall back asleep for a bit.”

“I don’t want to go back up there. It’s too dark and I used up all my courage coming to find you and mumma. What if something chases me up the stairs? And catches me?”

“Where’s your monster spray I made for you? You all out?”

“I forgot it. In my room. That’s why I had to use all my courage to come find you. I’ll go back up there if you come with me. And snuggle for a bit.”

“I got a better idea; climb in here and snuggle with mummy.”

“And you?”

“I don’t snuggle.”

“You do too. Why are you so embarrassed to admit it? Snuggling is nice. It feels good. It makes your heart happy. It’s never a bad thing when your heart is happy.”

“Yeah,” he smiles, and lightly ruffles her hair. “It does. Come on; get in here.”

“I’m too tiny to get in.”

“You can make it. I know you’re like a spider monkey; I’ve seen you scale the fridge and the cupboards trying to get to things. Come on, hurry up.”

Tossing Franklin over the top of the sofa, she glances around the room; a fingertip pressed against her lips as she considers her options for assistance in getting to her final destination. Electing to push the coffee table over; groaning and grunting dramatically as her tiny body puts all the effort and strength it can in getting the heavy wooden object into place. Climbing effortlessly onto it and then slinging one leg over the top of the couch and then another; sitting on top of it with a victorious, proud smile that spreads from ear to ear.

“I did it! Daddy I did it! All on my own!”

“I knew you could do it. You just had to think about HOW you were going to do it. You’re crazy smart, you know that?”

“Not as smart as Tanner.”

“Nobody is as smart as Tanner. Not in this house anyway.”

“Not even you or mumma?”

“Definitely not me. But your mumma comes pretty damn close.”

“Mumma’s pretty smart. I mean, she has to be right? She fell in love with you.”

He grins. “You’re smooth, you know that?”

“I learned that from you. I’mma lie with you for a bit, okay? Then snuggle with mum.”

Nodding in agreement, he pulls the sleeping bag back and then he places his hands on her hips, steadying her as she slides down the back of the sofa and then plants herself on his stomach. Both arms wrapping around her tiny body as she stretches out along him; lips pressing against her brow as he head settles on his collarbone.

“It’s like a nest,” Addie enthuses, as he covers them both with the sleeping bag. “I like it. Maybe we can do this at home sometimes.”

“Maybe.” A tiny hand reaches up to brush against his beard, and he turns his face into it and kisses the palm.

“You need to shave, daddy.”

“Last week you said you liked my face like this. What gives?”

“It’s getting TOO bushy. I can’t see your face. Why you want to hide your face? It’s a cute face.”

He frowns. “Excuse me? I let you into the nest and you treat me like that?”

Addie giggles. “Sorry. I know it’s worse than a swear to you. You let mummy call you cute.”

“Sometimes I let her get away with it.”

“Well, I’m a mini mumma so that means I should get be able to get away with it too.”

“Your logic is actually pretty sound. I can’t argue with it. I’ll clean it up when we get home; thin it out, get my hair cut…”

“Don’t shave it off though. I don’t want you to have NO hair. I don’t think it would suit your face. If you were bald like Grandpa Koen.”

“Short, but not too short. Sound good?”

“I’ll agree to it. Mumma would NOT like it; if you got rid of all your hair.”

“She definitely wouldn’t. Speaking of mumma, let’s not talk so loud okay? Mumma didn’t sleep well last night; she needs her rest.”

Addie lifts her head from his chest. “Is she okay? She’s not sick is she? I don’t want mumma to be sick.”

“She’s not sick. Just tired. She hasn’t gotten a good sleep in a while. So let’s help her do that, yeah? Help her get the rest she needs? So she can take care of you guys? Be the mumma she always is? Can you do that? Help her get some sleep?”

Addie manages a nod; chin tucked into her chest and tears sparkling in her eyes.

“Hey…” he brushes her dark locks away from the side of her face. “...what’s wrong? Why are you going to cry?”

“Are you sure she’s alright? Are you sure mumma isn’t sick? That there isn’t something wrong with her?”

“Peanut, I am one hundred percent sure there is nothing wrong with her. She’s just tired. She hasn’t been sleeping well and she’s trying to catch up on what she’s lost. That’s it.”

“Are you sure, daddy? I don’t want mumma to be sick.”

“Mumma is NOT sick. She’s just tired. Would I lie to you?”

“No. You don’t lie ever. Maybe sometimes for your job because you have to, but never to us. OR mumma.”

“You need to trust me, alright? She’s fine. Just really tired. And that’s why we need to help her; keep our voices down and let her sleep. Make sense?”

Addie nods.

“Don’t cry. There’s no reason. Come here…” Laying a hand on the back of her head, he presses a kiss to her forehead and then draws her back down to rest upon him. “....mummy’s okay. Just sometimes, she gets worn out. She does a lot. For you guys, for me. She just needs to recharge her batteries. That’s all.”

Addie frowns. “Mumma doesn't have batteries. She’s human. Like us. She IS human, right?”

“Sometimes I wonder if she is; considering how awesome she is and how much she loves and takes care of all of us. But yeah, she IS a human. It’s a figure of speech; needing to recharge your batteries when you’re really, really, REALLY tired.”

“You promise she’s okay?”

“I promise. I would never, ever lie to you, Peanut. Mummy’s okay. She just needs some rest.”

“Alright,” she relents, and once more lays her head upon his chest; her eyes closing as his fingers repeatedly comb through her hair. One of her hands finds his right ear; softly pinching the top before her fingertips begin a slow and repetitive caress of the outer edge. Both she and Millie had adopted the same self soothing technique when they were just babies; the thumb of one hand shoved firmly in their mouths while the fingers of the other either stroked his ears or twisted at his hair.

“Addie?”

“Daddy?”

“I need to ask you something, okay? About when you get upset. Like you did just know about mummy. Is that okay?”

“That’s okay.”

“When you get like that, does it make you feel any different? Is there a change from how you normally feel?”

“Whaddya mean?”

“Inside of you. Does anything different go on? When you get worked up like that, do you notice anything weird or funny or strange going on? Like in your stomach or your chest or your head or…”

“It hurts a bit,” Addie admits. “Like someone is squeezing my chest really tight. And my heart goes really, really fast and my tummy gets all butterflies in it. But not good butterflies; like when you meet someone beautiful and fall in love with them. Bad butterflies; like I’m gonna throw up. But I don’t.”

It’s the last thing he wanted to hear; yet another one of his kids showing telltale signs of mental health issues. Apparently running rampant through the family thanks to the combination of parental genes; moderate to severe anxiety issues, neurotic tendencies, feelings of panic and fear, episodes of mild to severe depression. He’d hoped that none of them would ever have to battle those kinds of demons; praying to whatever higher power existed -if any- that they’d be spared and their lives filled with nothing but love and light and the most trivial of problems. The guilt is quick to set in; blaming himself for the ‘fucked up, messy genes’ that have been bestowed upon them; a father with a lifetime of trauma and severe mental health issues that bears the titles of alcoholic and drug addict.

“Is that bad?” Addie inquires, and when he glances down he notices the worry that darkens her eyes and lines her face; deep furrows across her brow and the pout capturing her lips. “Am I sick? Am I going to die? I don’t want to die, daddy!”

“You’re not going to die,” he assures her, and tightens his hold on her. “And you’re not sick. It’s pretty normal. A lot of people feel that way. I know I do.”

Her face brightens at his confession; the joy of sharing something -even anxiety- with him and the relief that she isn’t alone in her struggles. “You do?”

Tyler nods. “Quite a lot, actually.”

“That’s part of your brain stuff? Feeling like that?”

“It’s one part of it. One of MANY parts.”

“Is my brain sick too? Is it sad like yours?”

“I don’t think so . I think it’s just something you’re going through. It’ll probably go away as you start growing up.”

She scrambles into a sit. “What if it doesn’t? Will I have to take medicine like you do?”

“You know what, how about we only worry about that IF it happens? Let’s see how it goes, alright? As you get bigger. But if things get worse and you start feeling like more and more and it’s getting stronger, you have to tell me or mumma okay? It’s important that you tell us. Will you promise? That if things get worse you’ll tell me or mumma?”

“I promise.”

“Good girl.” Laying a hand on the back of her head , he gently pulls her closer; pressing a series of kisses down the bridge of her nose. “Mumma and I need to know; if you’re feeling stuff like that.”

“I promise I’ll tell you. I won’t keep it a secret. Can I ask you a question now?”

“Can you lie down and ask it? Because it’s still really early and we still need to get some more sleep.”

Nodding in agreement, she once more stretches out along him. Side of her head resting on his collarbone and her fingers immediately reaching for the chain around his neck; rubbing the pendant -engraved with his and Esme’s zodiac symbols- between her thumb and forefinger.

One palm rests in the middle of her back as the other softly strokes her hair. “What do you want to ask me?”

“What did Austin look like?”

“What?” He gives an uncomfortable laugh; the mere mention of his son’s name tightening his chest. It’s creeping up on him; Addie’s sixth birthday and the anniversary -just three weeks later- of the death of his first child. Some days he doesn’t think of Austin at all; his past life nothing but a faded memory as he enjoys the new one that continues to play out in front of him. Other days the grief is profound; ripping at his heart and clawing at his throat and making his sorrow nearly unbearable. He wonders if it will ever go away; if he’ll wake up one morning and realize that years...decades even…have passed by without being haunted by his son’s demise and his horrible mistake leading up to it. “Where’d that come from?”

“I had a dream. He was in it. He didn’t say his name or anything and I don’t know what he looks like, but I KNEW it was. He was at our house. In Australia. And he was playing with us; chasing us in the sand and throwing us into the water and helping look for rocks and shells and sea glass.”

“Was he a little boy or…?”

“No. He was big. Older than Millie even. A teenager. He looked like you; he was tall and he had your eyes and muscles. Not as big as yours, though. Little ones. What DID he look like?”

“He looked a lot like TJ. Blond hair that was always kinda messy. Blue eyes. Same nose. Ears.”

“That means he was cute then. ‘Cause Tyler’s cute and he looks just like you and you’re cute so…”

“You realize you’ve called me that twice? In less than an hour?”

“It’s a compliment, silly. Mumma said you can be cute AND a bad ass. At the same time.”

“Well if mumma says it, I guess it’s true.”

“Austin was just little, right? When he died?”

“He was. He was six.”

“I’m going to be six soon. Does that mean I’m going to die too?”

“No, Peanut. It doesn’t mean that at all. It has nothing to do with turning the same age. Austin was sick and the doctors couldn’t fix him. There’s nothing wrong with you. You’re healthy. VERY healthy.”

“If he was six when he died and you met mummy four years after that…”

“He would have been ten when I met your mum. And I met her almost thirteen years ago.”

“So he’d be…” her eyes narrow and she chews on her bottom lip. “...twenty-three now.”

“That’s pretty damn good; you figuring that out. You’re pretty smart.”

Addie beams. “Like mummy.”

“You’re like mummy in so many ways. And that’s a good thing. A VERY good thing.”

“If Austin never died, would he have lived with his mummy or with you and my mummy?”

He doesn’t have the heart to tell her that if Austin hadn’t passed away, the life she knows wouldn’t even exist. SHE wouldn’t exist. Had his first born son never been diagnosed with cancer and had lived a healthy life, he would have never gotten into the job; he would have stayed in the military and made it his career and would have never had a reason to even think about the ‘job’, never mind actually getting into it. And although his first marriage still would have fallen apart for many reasons, his path never would have crossed with Esme’s. Meeting her had only taken place because of his choice to become a mercenary; his enormous guilt and regret and immense sorrow pushing him in that direction.

Addie couldn’t handle hearing it; the cold, hard truth. Not even at fifty years old, never mind only five. She’s remarkably different from his other girls.; tiny and dainty and sensitive to a fault. Prone to easily having her feelings hurt and bursting into tears if someone so much as raises their voice at her or casts an angry or disappointed look in her direction. Millie and Brooklyn are ‘harder’. Boisterous and fearless and ‘rough and tumble’ ; never blinking under the often harsh teasing from their brothers and never flinching when they’re scolded or punished. They’d never needed the amount of coddling and physical contact that Addie craves; always needing cuddles and kisses and unabashedly seeking them out whenever she craves them. The others hate the idea of being ‘babied; fiercely independent and not needing the level of attention and reassurance that their sister does. And it’s a welcome change; the one little girl that he can dote on and spoil and treat like a princess. Something he -of all people given his sheer size and physical prowess and often intimidating nature- had never known he wanted; something so bright and beautiful that needs him almost as much as he needs them. She keeps him grounded and ‘light’ in ways the others can’t; her purity and her innocence infectious, her giggle and her smile and the way the word ‘daddy’ sounds coming out of her mouth doing wonders for his aching body, mind, and soul.

“He probably would have lived with his mum,” he says, fingers lightly dancing over her silky, dark hair. “And come to visit us.”

“He had a good mum? She was good to him?”

“She was VERY good to him. She loved him very, very much. And he loved her just the same; they were really close. Did everything together. Because I was away a lot.”

“When you were in the military?”

He nods.

“Was she as good as my mum?”

“Peanut, I don’t think there’s anyone in this world that is as good as your mum. Your mum is pretty awesome. She’s been through a lot of stuff in the past twelve years. Stuff that would have scared other people off. But she hung in there and she made things work even when I thought they might fall apart. And she had all you guys; all seven of you. That’s something. That’s a lot of babies.”

“No one is as good as my mum. No one. She’s pretty and she’s funny and she always gives us hugs and kisses and stops whatever she’s doing to pay attention to us. And she does fun things with us. Even when she doesn’t really have the time to do them. She just stops everything and gives us whatever we need. And she has fun doing it. Spending time with us.”

“Your mummy loves you guys so much. You know, there was a time she thought she wouldn’t even be a mummy. And I think that’s why she gives so much of herself. Why she’s always willing to put everything else aside for you guys. Because she never thought she’d have kids. And now she’s so happy she does.”

“But she had to have help, right? To have us. You had to help.”

“I played a little part in it.”

“What did you have to do?”

“Things that you’ll find out when you’re older. MUCH older.”

“How much older?”

“I don’t know…” he presses a kiss to her forehead. “...thirty? Forty?”

She giggles. “Daddy! That’s way far away! I need to know before that.”

“I’ll decide when you need to know those things. Until then? I’m going to keep you locked in your room. So no boys can get to you. Or girls, if that’s the way you wanna go.”

“Like Rapunzel,” Addie muses. “She was locked in her room. But her parents were mean and that’s why they did it. You and mumma aren’t mean. You just don’t want me meeting someone and moving away.”

“That’s EXACTLY it. I don’t want that. I want you to stay little forever. Exactly how you are right now. The one that still wants me to cuddle her and still likes to spend time with me.”

“I’ll ALWAYS want daddy cuddles. And to spend time with you. Why wouldn’t I want cuddles? Why wouldn’t I want to do things with you? You’re my daddy. I love you.”

“And I love you. So much. So very, very, VERY much.”

“If I’m going to be like Rapunzel, I better start growing my hair faster.”

“Yeah,” he chuckles. “You better.”

Abandoning the chain around his neck, her fingers move to the tattoo that graces the left side of his throat. “What was her name?”

“Who?”

“Austin’s mummy. What was her name?”

“Why so many questions? Especially about this stuff?”

“I’m just curious. What was it? Her name?”

“Her name is Sarah.”

“That’s a pretty name. Not as pretty as Esme, though.”

“No. It’s not. But you and I are a little biased, so…”

“Just a bit,” Addie agrees. “What does she look like? Does she look like mummy?”

“Nope. She’s totally different than your mum. She’s tall and heavier and more muscley. Blond hair. Green eyes.”

“She sounds pretty. But no one is prettier than mummy. NO ONE.”

“I have to agree there. I don’t think anyone else is either.”

“Was she nice? Austin’s mum?”

“She had her moments. And speaking of moments…” he lightly pats her bum. “...the moment is long past for you to go back to sleep for a while. So you’re not too tired to have fun at the American Girl store.”

“I’m not sleepy though. I’m too excited to be sleepy. I get to spend the day with you. All by myself!”

“And you know what? I’m excited about that too. But I’m also very tired and if I don’t get any sleep…”

“You’ll be really grumpy. Like a bear with a sore asshole.”

Laughing, he clasps her face in both palms and presses a kiss to her lips. “I think you sometimes listen to your mum TOO much. Do you think you could try? To get some more sleep?”

Addie nods. “I’m going to lie down on the other side of mumma. So she’s in between us. Then we can both snuggle her, okay?”

“I think that’s a great idea. Be careful though…” he lays a hand on her hip as she gets to her knees and begins the gingerly process of climbing over her mother without disturbing her. “...don’t fall on her, kick her, knee her, anything like that, okay?”

“I’m careful. And smooth. Like a ninja.”

Crawling under the sleeping bag, she settles herself on her side between Esme and the back of the couch. And he watches silently as the five year old’s hand begins softly exploring her mother’s face; gently fingertips moving across her forehead and over her eyes and along the bridge of her nose. So much love and adoration written all over Addie’s face that it brings tears to his eyes and causes a lump of emotion to settle in his throat.

Esme stirs; soft whimper followed by a groan of disapproval. And he rolls over onto his side and moves closer to her; lips meeting the back of her head as his hand rests on her hips. “It’s alright, baby. It’s just Addie. Climbing in with us.”

“Okay…” she mutters, and her eyes flicker open.

“Hi mumma,” Addie greets, her smile spreading from ear to ear.

“Hi little bug.”

“Daddy said I could sleep here. You’re in the middle so we can BOTH snuggle you. Alright?”

“Alright. I can’t think of anything better; stuck in the centre of a daddy and Addie cuddle sandwich.”

“Go to sleep, mumma.” Addie presses a kiss to her mother’s lips, then snuggles into her as tight as she possibly can. “Daddy and I got you. We’ll take good care of you. Right, daddy?”

“Right,” he agrees, as his hand slides to his wife’s stomach. Palm pressed against where he imagines his unborn child could be resting; safe and secure in the confines of its mother’s body. And he leans in to place a kiss on her cheek, whispering “I love you” into her ear before burying his face in her hair.

***** She busies herself with household chores; two loads of laundry to wash and dry, suitcases that still need to be packed, a sink full of dirty dishes. The house is oddly quiet; Addie and Tyler gone for their trip to the American Girl store, Desi taking the others out shopping and to lunch and a movie. It feels odd to have no commotion going on around her; no flurry of activity, no little voices all shouting for attention at the same time, no video games blaring from the television in the living room. And while the silence and the lull should fill her with a sense of peace, she finds it even more distracting; enabling her brain to go into overdrive and allowing her to dwell on the mountain of worries that are plaguing her.

It’s a welcome relief when she hears the front door click open and her sister’s voice shouts out in greeting. Both dogs snapping out of their naps and rushing towards the visitor; the loud jingling of their tags against their collars accompanied by their raucous barking. And she laughs just minutes later as Riley’s arm curls around her neck, pulling her backwards into her sister’s much taller frame.

“What are you doing here? I thought you and Shaena were playing tourists today?”

“Way too damn cold!” The red head grumbles. “And you can’t enjoy yourself when there’s that much white shit on the ground.”

“It’s kinda weird; growing up in Colorado yet complaining about the temperature and the weather here. New York City has nothing on Snowmass.”

“Are you kidding me? It’s a dry cold there. Here? Damp as fuck; you feel right into your bones! And the wind? Why is it always so windy here? Isn’t that supposed to be Chicago?”

“I think you’ve just become completely spoiled,” Esme muses, as she presses a kiss to her sister’s forearm and then turns her attention back to the sink of soap suds and dirty dishes in front of her. “Moving to Australia totally turned you from snow bunny to beach bum.”

“Was the lifestyle change I desperately needed and didn’t even realize it,” Riley admits, then plants a noisy kiss on Esme’s temple before stepping alongside her, fetching a towel from the countertop and starting on an already full rake of plates, bowls, silverware, and cups. “What happened? Dishwasher broke?”

“The dishwasher is full. Because we have been so caught up on laundry and putting Christmas shit away and packing to go home, that we never even gave it a second thought. So sadly, I have to do it the hard way. Like the pioneers did.”

“Well thankfully, you still have electricity, running water, and flushing toilets. You do, right? Have flushing toilets?”

“When Takota isn't shoving things that shouldn’t be shoved down them, they flush just fine.” Sighing, she drops her head to her shoulder; using the latter to push wayward strands of hair off her brow and away from her forehead.

“You sound a little...stressed.”

“You think? I’m just a little...oh I don’t know...overwhelmed. I’ve still got shit to pack, I’ve got to confirm our flight plans, I’ve got to somehow pick up the girls’ dresses for the wedding between now and Saturday morning, and I totally forgot to make a hair or nail appointment. So yeah, I am just a tad stressed.”

“Not to mention you've got a little Australian hot cross bun cooking in the oven.”

Her hands still within the soapy water as she glances over at her sister, both eyebrows raised. “He told you?”

“Well, I suspected and asked. He just confirmed it. Did you know he’s already got that goofy, proud as hell, daddy to be grin going on? For a guy that only had to put in five minutes of effort…”

“Don’t ever let him hear you say that. There’s no insult quite as damaging to his ego as that. And in his defense, he puts in more effort than that. A LOT more. He’s a very willing, extremely talented, and selfless participant.”

“I do NOT need the gory details, thank you. Bad enough I’ve come over and he’s been wandering around butt ass naked. Outside.”

Esme laughs. “That’s just the way he is. He has no fucks to give. Not to mention, we’re pretty secluded where we are and we’re not used to people just showing up. If you’d used the front door like a normal person and not come down the beach…”

“I thought I’d be perfectly safe. I wasn’t expecting to see my brother in law in all his naked glory.”

“You’re lucky it’s only happened that once. Tyler’s known to strip down when he’s out there. At least four to five times a week. He’s in his own little world and there’s no one around to bother him; if he’s dirty from working on the land or he’s been surfing, he’ll just whip his clothes off and use the outdoor shower. To be honest, he’d probably whip them off in front of a crowd of people. He literally does not give a shit.”

“Well, I’ll give credit where credit is due. Even though I do go for the ladies, I was pretty impressed. It’s only fuelled my all time burning question, though. How does he NOT break you in half? I mean, you’re so tiny and he’s so….not tiny.”

“We manage. Although sometimes I wonder if he IS going to break me in half. But in all fairness, that’s my fault. I’m the one who tells him to kick it up a notch and who likes it…”

“I do NOT want to hear this. I know you’re a kinky little thing, but I don’t need the details. If you say it’s fun, I believe you. And it MUST be. You’re still satisfied with the same dick after almost twelve and a half years.”

“I have zero complaints. Nothing but praise, believe me.”

“I remember the old Esme. The one that got bored of guys really quickly and sent them on their way. I mean, other than Tyler and he who shall not be named, you’re not exactly known for being a long term kinda of gal.”

“Never met anyone that could hold my interest long enough. People I dated? All they wanted out of me was purely physical and I longed for something more than that. They just weren’t the type that I could get that out of. Not everything is about sex, Ry. I don’t quite have the resume that you do.”

“I keep forgetting; you’ve always been more into finding someone that’s soul food and not just good for the body.”

“You make it sound like there’s something wrong with me. When you say it like that. I’m not some kind of freak because I didn’t bang everyone that showed interest. I was just looking for more than that. And the people I was with? They bored me. And if they weren’t turning me on in every way…”

“You wanted both clitoral AND intellectual stimulation.”

“I guess that’s one way of putting it.”

“Kind of funny Tyler fits that bill. He’s not exactly the intellectual type.”

Esme frowns. “He’s not exactly stupid, either. He happens to be very smart, Ry. Way smarter than anyone gives him credit for. Why do people think he’s not? I fucking hate that; people underestimating him like that.”

“Okay...that’s not what I was doing…”

“It’s like people hear what he does for a living or look at him and think he’s stupid. They see the size of him and the muscles and the scars and the tattoos and they think doesn’t have two brain cells to rub together.”

“Me-Me, I do not look at Tyler that way. I never have. I was just teasing. I didn’t…”

“He’s not a dumb ass, alright? I know he has his issues; with his brain. And I know things are starting to slip; his short term memory is getting worse and he’s got some cognitive things going on and he sometimes doesn’t make the best decisions. But he’s a good man and he’s a great husband and an even better father and he’s not stupid! He’s not...he’s….” She tosses the dish rag into the sink and brings soap covered hands to her face as she bursts into tears. “...fuck...these fucking hormones!”

“Hey...hey…” Riley peels her sister’s hands away from her face and uses the dish towel to dry them. “....what’s going on? What…?”

“I am so overwhelmed. I’m not doing well with this. At all. Accepting this.”

“Accepting the baby or…?”

“Everything. Everything is falling apart, And I’m trying so hard to keep it all together and I’m worried I won’t be able to do it for much longer.”

“Okay, you need to take a breath and start at the beginning. I know things are pretty damn scary right now and having another baby wasn’t exactly on your radar, but…”

“Things are getting worse. With Tyler.”

“What things? Between the two of you? With his mental health issues? Esme, give me something here. Please.”

“With his brain injury. I know the doctor said that things could start to deteriorate; short term memory, cognitive skills, temper. Even his handwriting is getting worse. And he gets confused so easily; even with the most simple things. There’s times when he’s talking and he just stops and it’s like he can’t come up with the words. Sometimes he manages to remember them, but other times it’s like his brain just won’t let him. And then I see it; in his eyes. How it frustrates him. And how worried he is.”

“Have you said anything to him? About all that stuff?”

“I’ve tried. But he doesn’t want to talk about it. He’s scared. I know he is. I know when to back off; when not to push things. And if I push it…”

“What about his doctor? The shrink. Have you talked to him?”

“I sent him an email. He said we’ll talk in the new year. He’s away on vacation.”

“Listen…” Riley places her hands on Esme’s shoulders. “...I know it’s hard not to read into things and it’s even harder to calm down when someone tells you to, but you need to calm down and not dwell. All those things you mentioned? They’re not necessarily signs that things are getting worse. I know I’m not a shrink, but I am a nurse and I would not lie to you about this. You know that, right?”

Esme nods.

“Tyler’s been under a lot of stress. The last five years have been sheer and utter hell. And the business is really picking up and yeah, he’s struggling with his bipolar and PTSD. He’s been overworked and overwhelmed and all those things? It’s very possible it’s just how the stress and the fight with his mental health are making him act. There is no guarantee this is a sign that things are deteriorating.”

“Really?”

“Really. And I think he realizes he’s in a little over his head and that he needs help so things DON’T get worse. Would he have called me if he wasn’t thinking right? Me-Me, his brain is working just fine. He went into protective hubby and daddy to be mode right away; he stepped it up and he admitted he needed it and he called me. That isn’t a man who’s losing it. Not by a long shot.”

“He actually did surprise me,” she admits. “When he told me he called you. I expected him to dwell on things, you know? Tyler has a tendency to do that; he always has. But he didn’t even hesitate. He outright admitted he needed help and went looking for it. And that’s a big step for him. That’s huge, actually.”

“It is. That shows he’s progressing, not regressing. And look how well he’s been dealing with other things; how well he’s been running that business. It’s like a well oiled machine. Look at the rep he has; he’s got clients pouring in, he’s got umpteen people wanting to work for him. He’s obviously doing something right or none of that would be happening. He’s doing so well, Esme. Especially considering everything that happened to him five years ago. And I know you love him; more than you love yourself. I also know you worry about him. But right now? You need to try and calm down and concentrate on yourself. And that baby you’ve got in there.”

“I don’t want to lose him to this. To his mind. I don’t…”

“There is nothing saying that is going to happen,” Riley gently interjects. “The things you’ve noticed? Stress can do all of that. Especially to someone whose brain is already vulnerable.”

“When I think of losing him, I think of the job. I think he’ll go out there one day and someone will kill him. I’ve almost kind of relegated myself to you, you know? That if old age doesn’t kill him, a bullet probably will. I mean, he’s a mercenary. I married into this life. And honestly, I’d rather lose him that way than his brain deteriorate and watch him slip away.”

“Esme…” Riley firmly clasps her sister’s face in her hands. “...listen to me. I would not lie to you. About anything. But certainly not about Tyler. I don’t see what you’re seeing, sweets. I don’t.”

“You don’t live with him. I see it. I’m not making this up.”

“I’m not saying you’re making it up. I’m saying maybe you’re reading too much into it. We all know that you can be a little neurotic…”

“I’m not being neurotic. I see these things. That’s my husband. The father of my kids. I see what’s happening to him.”

“I think what you’re seeing isn’t as bad as your brain is telling you it is. I think you’re stressed and you’re overwhelmed and your brain is making a bigger deal out of things than it needs to. Do you really think the business would be this successful if he was losing his mind? Do you really think he’d be able to step it up and take care of you and those kids? Do you think he would have recognized he needed help and called me?”

“No…” she sniffles. “...I guess not.”

“Sweets, you need to just try and take it easy, alright? I highly doubt things are as bad as your brain is making them out to be. Considering everything he’s been through and everything he’s been dealing with? Tyler is functioning very well. You have to admit that; that he has surpassed every doom and gloom bullshit those doctors gave you.”

“He has. He totally proved everything wrong. And he keeps proving them wrong. Every day. He’s so strong, Ry. He is the strongest person I have ever known. And when I think of a life with him being that way …”

“Then don’t think about it. You’re your own worst enemy, you know that? Esme, he is fine. Do you really think if something was going to go wrong with the brain injury, it would have taken almost thirteen years?”

She shakes her head.

“It would have already happened. You see how well he’s doing. How far he’s come. He’s fine, Me-Me. I think you’re overwhelmed and you’re tired and you’re worried and it’s just making things seem worse. You need to take it easy, alright? It’s not just you to worry about now.”

“This is the last thing I expected. Another baby. I mean, I’m forty-two years old.”

“That’s not exactly old. Women are having babies into their fifties these days.”

“Yeah, well they’re fucking insane. Number eight, Ry. EIGHT. Knowing my luck, nine too.”

“I highly doubt it’s another set of multiples.”

“What if there’s something wrong? Because of my age? What if…?”

“Then you deal with it. You’re not in this alone. You’ve got an incredible man in your corner. Who loves you so wholly and completely. Right to his very soul. If any couple can raise a baby with issues, it’s you guys. Look at everything you’ve been through together. Everything that would have destroyed weaker couples. You guys just kicked ass and kept going on. And that’ll happen again; if it has to.”

“I just worry I won’t be good at that kind of thing. Being that kind of mom.”

“Esme, you ARE that kind of mom. Look at Tanner. All his issues. Look how you’ve handled that. How you stepped to fight for what he needs and what will help him thrive. You’ve gone to bat for that kid over and over again and you and Tyler are raising him to be an amazing self advocate. You already ARE that mom.”

“I never thought about it that way,” she admits. “I guess I don’t think of TANNER that way. I don’t look at him and see his diagnosis. I just see him. I just see Nugget. And how well he’s doing. I mean, he struggles and we have to help him from time to time, but he’s done way better than we expected him to. And every day he gets more and more amazing.”

“Because of how you and Tyler are raising him. Don’t you see that? He’s doing that well because of the mom and dad he has. Because you two love those kids with everything you have. And there’s nothing that stands in your way when it comes to providing for those kids and making their lives incredible. Give yourself some credit, okay? You are a good mom. A damn good mom.”

“Sometimes I think I am; that I’m doing alright. But then Millie comes along and totally blows that out of the way and makes me feel like a shit mom.”

“Millie is also two years away from being a teenager,” Riley reasons. “An asshole teenager, at that. She is her father’s daughter; she’s stubborn and she’s tough as nails and she does not give an inch when she thinks she’s right about something. Hell, she doesn’t even give it if there’s proof she’s wrong.”

“She hates me. She’s hated me since she was six years old and I lied to her about Tyler being hurt and in the hospital.”

“She doesn’t hate you. You’re her mother. You know what she IS doing though? Holding a grudge. Because like I said, she’s her father’s daughter and she’s stubborn as fuck. Probably even more stubborn than he is. And I bet the old puberty monster is howling on the doorstep and that’s only going to make things worse.”

“She’s starting to develop. Told Tyler the other day she needed to get a bra.”

“Oh shit…” Riley can’t help but snicker. “...that must have gone over well.”

“I think he aged ten years in about thirty seconds. That was NOT what he wanted to hear. That’s his little girl. His first daughter. His miracle baby. The thought of her having boobs and getting her period and boys paying attention to her? He just can’t handle any of that.”

“Well, he doesn’t need to worry too much about the boys. They get out of hand? Millie will kick their asses herself.”

“Yeah,” Esme laughs. “She most certainly will.”

“Now…” Riley loops her sister’s hair behind her ears. “...your ever adoring husband called me about an hour ago and asked me to come over. Take care of the things in the house that you’re so worried about. Shaena’s out shopping and she’s going to get someone to come here and do your hair and your nails the morning of the wedding?”

“Really?” Tears well in her eyes once more. “She’s doing all that?”

“The girls’ hair too. It’s all taken care of, alright? And she’s going to pick everyone’s dresses up and bring them here. So that’s a few things off your list already. You know what else he told me? That you didn’t sleep well last night. And he’s worried. Already in protective daddy to be mode. So, I’m here, and I will cross off whatever I can on your to-do list. Alright?”

“You don’t have to, Ry. You don’t…”

“I want to. You’re my sister. This is my family too. And when things need to get done, we step up and we help each other out. How many times have you and Tyler done that for me and Shaena? When we’ve been working or we’ve gone away and the kittens need to be looked after? You guys always step up. So, we’re returning the favour.”

“Thank you. I really DO need sleep. And Desi won’t be back for a while; he took the kids and Alannah shopping and to a movie.”

“That means you have time for not just a nap, but a long, hot bubble bath. Unfortunately, you can’t have your usual glass or two of wine with it.”

“Glass or two?” Esme scoffs. “More like the whole bottle some days.”

“Sadly, you can’t indulge. I could make you a tea. Bring it up to you?”

She nods. “Tea sounds perfect.”

“Everything’s going to be okay,” Riley assures her, then pulls her into a tight hug. “Things happen for a reason, right?”

Esme laughs. “You’re sounding like Tyler.”

“Well what can I say?” She presses a kiss to her sister’s cheek. “The Aussie’s starting to rub off on me.”

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The lights in the hallway had brightened slightly as the sun faded below the horizon. The windows grew dark as the light they had once provided fell from view and revealed the darkness from beyond them, signaling to anyone who possessed a view of them that it was now dusk and probably a good time to turn in for the night. The music that had played in the halls reflected this shift into night, switching off as to not disturb the occupants of the building. While it hadn't been very loud in the first place, it was still a help to those with hyper-keen hearing or simply an aversion to Chopin and Bach, if such people truly existed.

With the change in scenery came a change in mood overall, both from the beauty of the night itself and from the arrival of the Sons of Sparda as they made their way down the hallway towards their room. Vergil's face betrayed his desire to be further from his younger twin in that moment. He possessed no further desire to dwell on the matter at hand, and his younger twin knew precisely every detail of what he'd discussed with Nero in the lobby. It was beyond him to have a meaningful conversation with all three members of his immediate family tonight, owing to the fact that he intended to say something to V once they arrived, and he'd already reached an impasse with Nero for the time being.

But for the brief moment that his mind wandered towards other possible means of escaping his fate, he remembered his time in the underworld and the absolute shit show that everything had to be at the moment. With no acting ruler, the possibilities were endless. The only sensible explanation as to why no one had made an attempt to come after him just yet had to be that internal and external warfare had to be the primary concern of most residents of the underworld. Well, at least the ones with the mental capacity to actually worry about such things.

While the darker side of the Trinity tended to be populous and grand in it's scale and variety, it wasn't exactly packed to the brim with intellectual minds. For all her other shortcomings and disadvantages, Malphas had actually been one of the smarter denizens of Mundus's court. Though he despised quite literally everything about her, especially when it came to things like her appearance, scent, and general existence, he'd be remiss to glance over the fact that she was a powerful sorceress, the likes of which most mortals could only dream of emulating. But from what he understood, she was no longer alive. At least that was a positive outcome of his little "misadventure" in Redgrave City. If he knew who had taken care of her, he'd probably thank them before he eliminated them himself. One couldn't have a demon that powerful just wandering around to do as they pleased. Unless of course his younger twin had taken care of her on his way to fight him…

Nah, he'd still punch Dante in the face.

That had been his fight. How dare he strike her down before he got the chance.

"So are you gonna say sorry or not, Vergil?" Dante asked casually as he followed behind his older twin. It was slightly harder for Vergil to stab him from behind, and that slight logistical advantage might prove handy if the conversation continued on as it had up until this point." Because if you do, I wanna be there for that. Can't miss a once in a lifetime experience like that, ya know? Might even take a few pictures."

Vergil shot his snickering twin a livid glance over his shoulder, not at all appreciating the topic of conversation they were currently stuck on. While they were leaving to return to the office with the others in two days' time, this particular trip was starting to feel like it had already lasted a week. While that could easily be a result of Vergil's sense of time being slightly askew due to his prolonged stay in the underworld, or simply as result of the events that had unfolded that day, he honestly didn't care to think about it or discern a concrete reason. All he knew was that he honestly wanted to stab Dante right now and he was making an effort not to do so. There was a camera in the hallway, one of the few pieces of technology he actually recognized at this point.

Everything pertaining to electronics that had come into existence before his departure into the underworld (and some that had existed before that…) might as well be written in another language as far as he was concerned. But unless surveillance equipment had undergone a fundamental overhaul in the time he'd been away, he understood that whipping out Yamato and cutting slabs of jerky out of his younger sibling wasn't something he could get away with. Their hotel room was another story. Dante would do best to remember that.

"You would like that, wouldn't you? I'd say that I'm sorry to disappoint you, but that would be dishonest and I'm trying to improve certain aspects of my personality." Vergil said almost smugly as they rounded the corner and descended the second to last flight of stairs that led up to their room. They had been up there earlier in the day, but he still despised the idiosyncratic layout of the establishment they were boarding in for the time being. Everything else about it was… fine. He didn't feel one way or another about it. But the stairs and the small hallways were positively claustrophobic and he wanted to snap the neck of the person who had designed them. Maybe he'd toss them down their own stairs while he was at it…

Vergil needed something to kill. There had to be demons in this city somewhere.

The younger of the two sighed as he continued to snicker to himself, graduating to actual laughter. "Oh brother, you're just so damn funny, you know that? Tell me, how do you go through life day after day with a stick that far up your-"

"Dante. Don't start. I'm not cleaning your blood off of these stairs. They have carpet."

The twins casually glanced in Nero's direction as they approached him. He was headed in their direction and had caught the tail end of their little discussion. While he was sure that whatever they were going on about was more than likely Vergil's fault, he wasn't in the mood for this kind of shit tonight. They would have to do this another time, preferable when he and the rest of the general public weren't in the line of fire.

"Oh, come on, Nero! What else is housekeeping going to do to keep themselves busy this time of day? They could use a little excitement." Dante spoke in a manner so straight to the point and sarcastic that Nero actually couldn't tell if he was just screwing with them both or if he was actually serious. It could be hard to tell at times. Regardless, his answer was still the same.

"Look, just shut and go back downstairs before someone remembers that they can move faster than the old ass cameras in this place can keep up with. We're supposed to be getting dinner in a half hour, remember?" Nero said humorously. They had to make it to at least the end of day one before swords started getting put through people.

Dante shrugged constantly at the "suggestion" and turned to face the other end of the hall. "Hey, why not. There has to be a pizza place around here somewhere. And besides, I wasn't coming up here for anything anyways."

Vergil stopped dead in his tracks, slowly turning around to face his twin brother with a semi confused and semi livid expression on his face. The sideways look he gave him spoke volumes as to his state of mind. He blinked for a moment before seemingly coming to some sort of internal conclusion. He was clearly skirting the precipice of his mental reserves. "You… then what did you bother coming up here in the first place, Dante? What could you possibly stand to gain from it?"

Again, Dante shrugged nebulously. Nero gave him a half knowing half warning look, preparing himself for whatever innate stupidity was about to unfold. He'd been around Dante long enough to be able to tell when he was just shooting the shit for the sake of it, and that wasn't quite what this was. But it didn't take a mental giant to see that that was exactly what this line of conversation was going to accomplish. Maybe he just liked to fan the flames from time to time? Or maybe it was an annoying younger brother thing?

"Honestly nothing. I just have nothing better to do. Don't you have a kid to be talking to?"

Before Nero could even blink, a blue spectral sword pierced the security camera that was mounted above the top of the staircase, filming the adjoining hallway. It was a good thing that there was only one present as it made things much easier to disable. Way back when, Vergil probably wouldn't have bothered, citing his generally lack of interest in other people seeing what he was doing. Most cameras didn't really pick up anything that quickly at the time. But this was the dawn of a new age, and he didn't feel like breaking into the security office and stabbing the control box or whatever it was to pieces after he was done making mincemeat out of Dante. That was too much effort for a fight that would be over with so quickly.

As the flimsy piece of optical equipment toppled over uselessly, Dante and Vergil practically launched at one another. The lights flickered on and off for a moment, allowing just enough time for Nero to move towards them to try and block the oncoming assault they were preparing to launch at one another. Where on earth had they even produced those swords from so quickly?! There was no way that either of them had simply stuck them down the backs of their pants. Did Dante's new blade come with a few notable upgrades? And did Yamato have its own pocket dimension?

To be honest, that made more sense than it should've given the context under which both of the weapons had been produced and forged in the first place. After all, they weren't exactly normal blades. Still though, he couldn't make Yamato do that during the short time he'd claimed ownership over it.

Just as the lights blinked back on, everything came to an unexpected stop. Nero did a massive double take at the scene before him as both Dante and Vergil blinked in apparent confusion at the sight before them. Standing with a look of what could only be described as unamused disapproval on his face between them was V. The young summoner was leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, nowhere near foolish enough to extend any of his valuable extremities to span the space between the two blades in an attempt to halt their progress. They were almost as tall as he was, after all. He had enough problems to deal with on a day to day basis. A missing limb wasn't going to be one if he had anything to say about it.

Both of the twins stared at him with a certain level of surprised trepidation and perplexed annoyance as they tried to piece together the exact moment he'd arrived, but neither of them came to a worthwhile conclusion. Nero, having more experience with the things that V was capable of was still somewhat surprised, but was honestly more relieved than anything else. It was good to see him out of the bed at the very least. Given the tone of the conversation they'd just participated in, he'd been under the impression that V was just going to turn in for the night. Had they accidentally woken him up or something? Maybe he had a stupidity detector built into Shadow? It wasn't out of the realm of possibility.

"... Would you not?" He said flatly, clearly unamused.

The three of them all looked at him as though he'd grown a second head. He'd said that in a tone of voice so close to telling them to fuck off that they actually had to double check who they were talking to for a moment. V had clearly had enough of their bullshit for one day, and Nero was honestly almost ready to laugh at how much he looked like he wanted to tell them to go to their rooms like the five-year-olds they were behaving like. Dante and Vergil glanced at him and then back at one another before collectively sighing under their breath and sheathing their weapons, allowing them to vanish back into the void they'd acquired them from. They then shared another look of pissed off annoyance at the fact that they had done so in unison, clearly not entertained by the twinly synchronization they had just indulged in.

"Fine by me." Dante said straight-faced, raising his hands in defeat, pirouetting dramatically in the direction of the stairs as he headed towards them." I was just leaving."

He clearly had no intention of getting into a disagreement with V. His melodramatic nephew clearly had a few tricks up his sleeve, and the sudden realization that he could teleport immediately moved him a few notches up his "nope" list. There was no way in hell he was going to take on two people who could teleport. That was the kind of psychotic death wish material that masochists reveled in.

Vergil glanced in the opposite direction, discomfort falling over him like a heavy fog. If he didn't know any better, he'd almost swear that he was embarrassed or something akin to it. Fighting with his twin in the hallway of a random hotel after busting a security camera instead of coming to speak with him wasn't a very good look, and he was fully aware of that fact. Everyone present was.

"As you wish, then." Vergil said, still not quite looking at his son." I was just on my way to speak with you."

V didn't really care to acknowledge that, instead opting to stare at him in silence, fully aware of the fact that Vergil was going to get tired of him doing so sooner or later and face him. People had been doing that to him for his entire life, and he knew how effective it was at making his skin crawl. Why not apply it in this particular case?

"I imagine you were." V spoke softly as though he was making an effort not to startle him away." I was starting wondering if you were ever going to approach me after you pulled me from the water and followed me here from the beach. And here you are."

There was a clear level of questioning dissonance to his statement, a certain level of silent anticipation that he carried himself with that was apparent to all who saw him. Perhaps it was the way he'd crossed his arms and leaned back as if to say that he was still waiting, or the way his gaze softened slightly as he looked at his father, but V clearly expected him to say something he wasn't saying. And Vergil had a feeling that he knew exactly what it was. The problem was that his brain and his mouth were not communicating at the moment in time.

"Nearly drowning you today wasn't my intention." Vergil paused for a moment, taking the opportunity to look up at him and actually make meaningful eye contact. He immediately drew V's attention, the younger of the two clearly taking him more seriously as a result." I suppose what I'm trying to impart upon you is that I regret doing so. Are you capable of forgiving my… misstep?

As V suspected, the word "sorry" wasn't strictly a part of Vergil's vocabulary. But still, he wasn't completely incapable of seeing that his father was indeed trying to apologize to him. A part of him actually found it tragically funny that he was so god awful at this, not at all surprised that this inability to properly express their repressed emotions despite a desire to seemingly running in the family. It was painful but touching to him all at once, his level of satisfaction with its level of implementation notwithstanding. V was more than willing to take this as one of those "it's the thought that counts" scenarios, especially after the conversation they'd had that morning.

"That isn't an unreasonable request. But I have a condition." V said, glancing in Nero's general direction," Have you ever apologized to Nero for what you've done?"

Vergil gave him a curious look, not so much confused as he was unsure where he was going with this line of questioning. He more than understood where he was going with this, he just didn't comprehend how they had arrived at this junction. What was it about today that made him wonder what the weather was like in hell this time of year?

Hot.

The answer was hot, with the exception of the few areas that were permanently frozen.

They were both. And it sucked.

"No, I don't suppose I have. For what in particular?"

The white haired summoner raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly wondering where to begin. "... Everything."

A moment of self awareness seemed to hit Vergil as he glanced over at Nero. The shorter haired devil hunter stared at them blankly, internally questioning how he'd ended up in this conversation in the first place. All he wanted to do was go and eat dinner with everyone else and go to bed. It was still Nero's responsibility to get the children to actually sleep tonight.

Vergil closed his eyes for a moment, coming to terms with the fact that he wasn't getting out of there without saying something. While he knew that he was long overdue to do so, he genuinely wanted to just drop this and revisit it another time. But V had made a valid point, and perhaps it was best to just get it over with. It seemed that V was willing to take two half apologies in the place of one full one. How in keeping with his mostly reasonable persona.

"... Cutting your arm off instead of simply explaining my motivations was not a good decision. That hasn't escaped me. I'm glad it grew back." Vergil said simply, giving Nero a thoughtful but much more composed look than he'd had a few moments ago." Neither was missing out on the majority of your life. Or any of my actions this afternoon. I trust you've recovered and that we can come to some sort of compromise. "

Nero shrugged slightly, unsure of what to say. He appreciated that. At least he thought he did. The young hunter had spent so much time expecting to never receive any sort of apology for his father's actions that he was just now realizing that he didn't know how to process one. That had to be unhealthy.

Wait a moment…

"Tell you what, I have a condition too." Nero said as he folded his arms, reveling in the power he held over his father as the older hunter seemed to physically die inside. Now this he could get used to. Was this what it was like to be V?" You take care of the kids tonight and we can call it even on the whole back sanding thing. I'll get back to you on the rest of that."

Vergil sighed heavily at the prospect of babysitting. There was absolutely no way in the nine circles of hell that he would've ever considered spending the night alone with Nero's three children. While they seemed well behaved, all things considered, he just didn't want to. But it was only for one evening and then he could force Nero to regain custody of them…

"... Just this once, and never again. I don't fraternize with children."

While Nero should've considered his father's description of his children a red flag, his mind was perfectly willing to consider this an acceptable solution to a mounting problem he'd been facing for the last hour or so. After seeing Kyrie in that bathing suite, he simply had to have a little alone time with her. He wasn't sure where they were going yet, but it would only be for an hour or so…

"Deal. Now let's go get something to eat. All this forgiveness is making me hungry." He said with a nod, more than certain that the others had probably left without them by now.

V stood up straight, no longer leaning against the wall. He turned and walked in the direction of the stairs, passing them as he went. The young summoner seemingly needing no further convincing. "While I doubt that any of the establishments in this town will compare to Kyrie's cooking, I'm inclined to agree. We should leave. I'm sure management will be up sometime soon to inspect the camera."

Nero turned in the direction of the stairs to follow him, nodding in agreement. He was willing to bet that his older brother was correct in that assessment. Both V and Kyrie seemed to be able to handle themselves in a kitchen. Vergil simply watched them both leave for a moment, thinking quietly to himself. Noticing their lack of company, they both stopped and glanced over their shoulders, more or less trying to assess what the problem was. "... Were you not coming, then?" V said quietly, his eyes betraying a hint of disappointment at the prospect.

The younger of the two mirrored him, though clearly more confused than disappointed. He got the impression that Vergil didn't eat very much. "Yea, are you staying?"

After a moment, Vergil shook his head, quietly admitting defeat. He'd considered staying behind to think and mentally prepare himself for the task at hand, but he decided against it in that instant. Turning them both down seemed like a bit of a lateral step backwards.

"I'll come."

With that he started after them, the two seemingly pleased as they nodded and turned back towards the stairs. V lingered a bit longer, opting to wait for Vergil as he had done for him on several occasions leading up to this. As Vergil approached, V spoke quietly under his breath, so much so that Nero couldn't hear him despite the fact that he was only a few yards away.

"I apologize, but it seems I have nothing for you to carry this time. You'll have to contain your disappointment."

Vergil repressed the urge to show how entertained he was by V's little quip and followed after him. So he possessed a sense of humor after all. And as for the bag… there would be another time. They then headed towards the stairs, content that the matter at hand had been resolved for the time being and completely unaware that Dante had heard every moment of their exchange from the bottom of the stairs, simply choosing not to ruin what would otherwise be an important and positive moment for them. At the end of the day, that was all Dante really wanted for his twin anyway. He couldn't think of a better prospect than what had just unfolded, and he hadn't even needed to threaten to shoot Vergil.

Perhaps there was some hope for him after all.

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How to Enable and Disable Hyper-V in Windows 11

Hyper-V is a free built-in virtualization software in both Windows client and Windows Server operating systems.

On the client-side Windows, Hyper-V is available as an optional feature on all editions except the Home edition. You can add Hyper-V feature even on the Home edition of Windows 11, but, by default, it not available.

If you are a Windows user, you no longer need to download and pay for a third-party virtualization software such as Oracle Virtual Box, VMware, and so forth. Instead, Hyper-V is free, and an industry leading choice for you with user-friendly interface and advance features.

Also consider that there are requirements that your system should meet in order for you to use Hyper-V. It is true with other virtualization software.

That said, the below article guides you how to enable and disable Hyper-V on your Windows 11 system. The article discusses three interesting methods to do so: Windows Settings, Command Prompt, and, PowerShell.

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Aug 30, 2016 · Some Mac users may require the ability to erase a disk or erase a hard drive from the command line on Mac OS, a task which is typically performed through the Disk Utility application from the GUI. The command line approach to disk erasure in macOS is a bit different and it requires precise syntax to insure that you are erasing the proper disk. 2.2.1. Performing the Installation. For Mac OS X hosts, Oracle VM VirtualBox ships in a dmg disk image file. Perform the following steps to install on a Mac OS X host: Double-click on the dmg file, to mount the contents. A window opens, prompting you to double-click on the VirtualB installer file displayed in that window.

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I currently use a MacBook Pro, 13in 2017 with macOS 10.14.5. I have some older software that I ran on my previous Mac ( a 15in MacBook Pro mid-2009) that I would like to use that won't run on my new machine. Can I set up a VM in VirtualBox to run my older version of macOS X. I was using macOS 9.2.5.

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Here's how: (step 10 a) From the installer menu select Utilities->Disk Utility. (step 10 b) Select the virtual disk and then click Erase. Select the Mac Os Extended (Journaled) format and continue. (step 10 c) When the format is complete, you should be able to proceed with the installation to the disk you formatted. Oct 28, 2017 · I don't remember anymore, but there was some great tool to convert any VMs file to other format. Just Google! Basically, i disabled Hyper-V and installed some VirtualBox or something. Installed on it OSX. Took that VMs image and converted to Hyper-V format. Removed VirtualBox (Hyper-V cant work if VirtualBox or VMware is running). Open VirtualBox and create a new VM. Set: name: Choose a name; type: Mac OS X; version: Mac OS X (64-bit). Follow the rest of the VM creation wizard and either leave the defaults or adjust to your liking. For Big Sur, the installer requires the disk to have at least 35.3 GB. Go into the Settings for the new VM you created and: 1.

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In this video, I will show you how to install macOS Catalina in VirtualBox on a Windows 10 PC. Similar to our VMware or Hackintosh installations, there are a.

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1. Quit the OS X Mountain Lion installation by clicking the menu item Quit Install OS X. 2. Click the Disk Utility item to open the disk manager. 3. Click the Show all disks menu to list all hidden disks. 4. Select the disk that you want to create the partition. 5. Format the disk with Mac OS Extended (Journaled) format on the right side erase. Can I update macOS on virtual machine? Update macOS Catalina 10.15 on VirtualBox. If you are getting sure the macOS Catalina is running properly on VirtualBox. After that, you can upgrade macOS Catalina on VirtualBox to the latest version. Before getting started to update firstly, close or turn off the macOS Catalina if it is already running on. VirtualBox is a free virtualization program that allows you to run any OS on your computer by downloading a virtual machine. Try MacOS on your Windows PC, or install Windows apps on your Mac PC. Try a virtual machine with VirtualBox.

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Start VirtualBox and click on New option in the top menu. In welcome screen of the virtual machine wizard, click on Continue button. Set the VM Name. Set OS Type to Mac OS X and set Version to Mac OS X Server or Mac OS X Server 64 on 64-bit systems (standard Mac OS X is not officially supported in VirtualBox). Click on Continue button. If you are running VirtualBox on a real Mac then it is legal to run a virtual copy of macOS as a virtual machine. As you would be doing this on a real Mac it is covered by the Macs license for macOS. Under no circumstances is it legal to try running macOS in VirtualBox on a none Apple Mac computer. This box is a note. You can add and remove as many boxes as you want. Boxes can be used to display things like location info, store hours, pictures, ads, etc.

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That would be an entirely different platform. OS 9 ran on PowerPC. Virtualbox is strictly an x86/x64 architecture virtualization product. I posted the sticky a screenshot of OS 9.04 running in Sheepshaver (a PPC emulator) in a Win2K VM. It's about the closest you'll get. It's not particularly reliable or fast, and has no sound, but it does work..

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This video guide you how to install Mac OS on VirtualBox with Mac OS ISO Download for Virtualbox.Mac OS ISO:. Developer & Publisher: Apple Operating System: macOS X 10.9 or laterSetup Detail: macOS Mojave 10.14.6Processor: Intel Core 2 Duo or later Ram: 3 GB for this dmgRam: 3 GB for ISO and VmwareHDD: 20GB For Installation. 3. After the virtual machine boots, press Enter to Boot macOS Install from macOS Base System: 4. Format the macOS virtual machine HDD. You'll get to a screen with a dialog called macOS Utilities - from there click on Disk Utility: In the Disk Utility dialog choose the first Apple HDD on the left-hand sidebar (the one with a capacity of 68,72 GB. Follow the steps below to bypass Mac OS X and access a USB plugged into a USB port in your WINDOWS "Virtual Machine". Open VirtualBox and ensure Windows VM isn't running. Click the "Settings" option. Select "Ports" (3rd option in the top-right icon menu) It will appear by default as "Serial"- click the "USB" option.

How to Install a Windows 10 VirtualBox VM on macOS.

Press the combination of the host key and F. In this case, this is the Right Ctrl + F key combination. As an alternative to the key combination, you can click View in the VM window and hit the Full-screen Mode option. Now your guest macOS running on VirtualBox is running in the full screen mode.

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How to Run Windows 10 on Mac with VirtualBox for Mac OS X. Open VirtualBox and click on the "New" button to build a new virtual machine. Name the new virtual machine "Windows 10 VM" (or something equally obvious), select "Microsoft Windows" as the type and choose "Windows 10" as the version, then choose Continue. The result is not virtualization, but closer to paraemulation with CPU virtualization. Your graphics system is fully emulated, mostly by Mac OS X itself due to the lack of accelerated graphics drivers. Mac OS X virtualization in VirtualBox is not intended for serious desktop use. It is intended for server virtualization. Apr 27, 2017 · In the Guest OS (Mac OS X), open System Preferences > Sharing, then activate Remote Login; note the ip address specified in the Remote Login instructions, e.g. ssh [email protected]; In VirtualBox, open Devices > Network > Network Settings > Advanced > Port Forwarding and specify Host IP = 127.0.0.1, Host Port 2222, Guest IP 10.0.2.15, Guest Port 22.

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For faster installation on operating systems where there is no pre-built binary (RPM-based Linux releases, older OSX releases, or if you are unable to install the latest XCode on OSX), it is possible to install OpenModelica on a virtual machine.We provide a pre-built VM that contains all libraries and clients that come with OpenModelica. You will need a virtualization engine such as VirtualBox. Download: VirtualBox Extension Pack for Windows (Free) Scroll down, select All supported platforms to download, then double-click to install. 1. Create the macOS Big Sur Virtual Machine Open VirtualBox. Select New. Type macOS. VirtualBox will detect the OS as you type and will default to Mac OS X. You can leave this as is. How To Install Mac Os X On Virtualbox On Linux? Step 1: Open VirtualBox, and click "New". This is where you'll need to create your own wallets. You will need to give your new VM a name (named Mac OSX), in step two. Assign each operating system as your new operating system. You should now be able to use your VM with a new hard drive.

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When setup is finished, Windows 10 will be running in VirtualBox. When you're finished, quit VirtualBox like any other application and Windows 10 will shut down. When you want to run Windows again in Mac OS X, just launch VirtualBox again, select your Windows 10 virtual machine, and click the "Start" button to boot Windows in the app. На VirtualBox создайте виртуальную машину. Введите название для виртуальной машины и выберите версию Mac OS подходящую с версией Mac OS которую вы скачали. Операционные системы Mac OS требуют большое. A continuación se mostrará la utilidad de instalación de macOS. Primero debes formatear el disco virtual que has creado. Para ello haz clic en la Utilidad de discos. En la utilidad de discos debes seleccionar el disco duro virtual que has creado junto con la máquina. Seguidamente debes hacer clic en «Borrar».

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