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Derek kisses him right after the last box is packed into the Jeep, and for a long moment, all Stiles can do is stand there in shock. Two and a half years he's known Derek and not even once have they kissed, and now Stiles is about to hit the road to attend college halfway across the country and Derek is kissing him like there's a pot of gold behind his tonsils. "What was that for?" Stiles asked. Derek actually looked sheepish and just shrugged. "In case you needed a reason to come back."







"When I got my first cat, it changed me. There is something about holding a cat that makes your anger melt away. And if someone does something that upsets me—I have to remember my cat. I can’t keep my cat if I get into trouble.”

"I asked if Major Cabanaw had concerns for the safety of the cats. “Of course, we always want to ensure the safety of the cats, and the staff is great about keeping an eye out for them. But mostly, it’s the offenders keeping them safe. I have never once seen an offender kill his own cat. We screen them to be sure they have no history of animal abuse. But I’ll tell you this, there was a guy killed in here because he had spit soda pop onto someone else’s cat.”"


Cats now control the prisons. They now have an army.

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