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Christmas futureNapoleon Solo whistled cheerfully as he walked down the grey corridor in headquarters leading to the office he shared with his partner.
It was a day before the eve of the Russian Orthodox Christmas, and even though Illya did not observe the holy day, Napoleon suspected it held an important place in the man's heart. The fact that it was the last time most of his family was alive and together surely had meaning to him.
Napoleon recalled that night in Paris, just a year ago when Illya had let his guard down and told him of that eve he spent in church with his mother, grandmother and younger siblings. It was no doubt a treasured but heartbreaking memory for his partner. The gifts he received that night were now memories as well, all of them were gone.
To suffer such personal loss was almost incomprehensible to Solo, as he was raised as a child of privilege and still had a family, as well as things given to him when he but a child. Those possessions were of no consequence when compared to what Illya had lost.
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