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| over Bianca, staring disbelievingly down at her and Tobias. |

| Continuing to rock, Bianca smiled up at them. ''Bianca stopped Silas Howland," she said softly. "Bianca returns your son to you." She rose from the rocker and eased Tobias into Sasha's arms. "See how he sleeps? He was not harmed. He is back home where he belongs." |

| Sasha looked through her tears at Tobias. He was sleeping so soundly, so trustingly, as though nothing had happened to disturb his contented life. She then looked at Bianca. "How did you know about Silas?" she whispered. |

| "I have friends in Melbourne who hear everything good and evil," Bianca whispered back. "That is how I knew that Silas came to get Tobias. I also knew why he was doing this. He had to be stopped. I stopped him. I killed the man with him and then returned the horses that were with them to the wild." |

| "Then you must know what Silas was to you and Tobias?" Ashton said, placing a gentle hand on Bianca's shoulder. |

| "He was my father," Bianca said matter-of-factly. "He was Tobias's grandfather." |

| "This you also found out from your spies in Melbourne?" Sasha asked, rocking Tobias back and forth in her arms. |

| "No," Bianca murmured. "My mother told me." |

| "Ever since you left us you have been with your mother?" Ashton asked, seeing how Bianca looked so adoringly at her son. |

| "I have been with my people, where I always belonged. Always, I felt drawn to the white man's |

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