Forgotten past

12

Me and Michael had seemed to settle on being civil. Although I couldn't forgive his murder I could push it behind, we were getting on Okay. He would sometimes get a little frustrated if I was failing but he would calm down and that always motivated me to succeed There was no changing the situation as I had come to learn and I was growing stronger with his help. I wouldn't be learning without him and I was thankful. It had been a week since he killed zac. The workers had calmed down a little but still seemed to be in mourning.

For the past week it had been the same routine everyday. I hadn't had a day off and neither Michael. He seemed pretty impressed by my magic he says it has taken a lot less time than he thought for me to already perform the things I'm doing.

My dreams had become regular, it seemed to be similar scenarios. The witches who id come to learn their names were usually included. Zoe, Mallory, Cordelia and some others, but my memory was clouded it didn't seem to dive in much further.

Just insignificant and lost moments.
Michael had appeared in one again. It seemed we were fond of each other in the past. I'd come to Kearny we had some sort of pact, the witches didn't know. All I knew was Michael had compassion and care towards me before and I did for him.

The dreams were very scattered not ever recalling making a chronological pattern. They made me happy though knowing I was real a person with a past.

Michael had decided after training today we were to have a rather large meal as a celebration. This week was tough but we swam through it. He's letting me have a day off tomorrow to do whatever I like.

I was in good spirits and Michael seemed to be too. I still had no conception of what and why I needed my power so urgently but I wasn't complaining. My magic made me feel complete and significant.

I stepped into my dress and plaited my hair into some messy french braids. Emma came knocking at perfect time as usual.
"Miss woods."
"Come in Emma. Just in time."
She came in with a weak smile, it can't be easy being here and working for langdon he doesn't even thank them for their service.

She tied my dress up from the back and begins to walk me out.
"Emma have a rest tomorrow I'm not doing any training so there's no need to get up early okay? Just chill out for once. I could come and get you in the afternoon we could maybe paint or cook together?"
She smiled but almost shys away from me shutting me out. I guess no one had trust in me or langdon after zac.

"Thank you miss woods." She scurried off as I carried on to dinner.
Langdon was waiting with his same old stern face.
I repeated his expression something I had seemed to do now. His mannerisms seemed to be melting on to me. Confidence and power.

"Michael." I greet with a half smile.
"Evening Miss woods." He shot a smile at me too as I sit down by him.
The table seemed to be be covered in even more candles, it was pretty the flickering light made for a serene atmosphere.

He pours me a glass of wine and one for him.
"A toast to your success. You have exceeded my expectations and I am looking forward to our time and finally gaining you back." He raised his glass and so did I.

I smiled at his words. Gaining me back it just sounded I don't know nice and human someone was really waiting for me and they had liked me, myself before. I hadn't even really thought about the exhaustion and emotion it must take to watch someone you knew so well fail to exist and rebuild them up. It can't be easy.

"Well I hate to say this, but I couldn't have done it without you." I say taking a sip of my drink. He joins his hands together and smiles. The food came in I was taken back that it lots of different plates. A selection of yummy dishes.

"I couldn't decide one so I just decided on a few of your favourites. I mean they were your favourites." He says shyly. I excitedly look at the food in front of me not knowing where to start.

"Well dig in." I realised I'd be staring at the food maybe for too long.
I smiled at him placing some food on my plate.

I hadn't even tried all the food and I was stuffed.
"It's so good I wish I could eat more." Michael watched me amused I sat back into my chair. I hadn't eaten so much in a long time.

He took a sip of his wine holding it in his hand as he laid back in his chair copying my position. We shared a moment of silence as I turned to him. I smiled brightly it came rather naturally I just wanted to smile at him. However I wasn't expecting the smile he gave back. I appreciated his genuine smiles.

"We don't have to savour our energy for tomorrow, since it's a day off. How about a game?" He asked.
I sat up in my chair raising my eyebrow.
"What game?"
"Hmm chess?"
"I feel like normally that would be boring, but since were in an apocalypse I guess I'll accept." He chuckles.
"We played before the apocalypse so hold your tongue." I let out a laugh. If I only I could remember.

"Come let's let them clear up." He stands up reaching out his hand which I gladly take. He escorts me out as we walk towards the library.

When we walk in I was ultimately shocked. He had already set up the game on the table along with a bottle of wine and 2 glasses. He went out of his way, I guess he was pretty happy about my progress? It seemed out of character for the Michael I had come to know.

"Don't look so shocked Lena I am a person you know." He chuckles "besides we are celebrating."
I take a seat as does he.
"It's umm just really nice of you? Thank you."
He pours me a second glass and looks to me.

"You know the first time we met... we hated each other." He says I rested my chin on my hands.
"I'm not surprised."
He laughs "it didn't stay that way for long."
I found it strange how he rarely spoke of our past. From my dreams so far there wasnt much I could build on, just we were close, but that Michael was warmer than the Michael in front of me.

" and how did that happen?"
He smirks "I guess we were an alliance too each other at first ."
"Mmmm an alliance?"
"We has an agreement one I only formed to gain your trust and company really."
"And you broke it?" I ask he chuckles.

"You always think the worst of me don't you? Anyway you wouldn't understand."
I sigh in frustration "I hate it when you do that"
"White or black" He asks ignoring me and turning to the chess board in front of us.

My mind was all fired up from his entail I always feel like I'm getting close to the truth of life before and then it ends. I was annoyed to say the least but mostly tired and upset of constant longing and inconclusiveness.

I frowned and stood up deciding  I was in no sort of mood to now play a game.
"Lena what are you doing?"
"My minds hectic. I don't want to play anymore."
He sighs walking over to me but I don't stop walking away.

"Are you kidding. Do you think this is hard on just you? It's hard on me too Lena. I didn't think I'd had to go through this on my own with out you by my side. I'm not used to it. Your so close yet so far away but all that keeps me going is the fact that you will one day get back to normal."

The way he spoke made it sounds like I must have been more important to him than I had comprehended? Always by his side.

"I wish I could tell you sometimes just little things but I need you to live and feel it in your own way."
I nod at him agreeing I guess he was right it was my life and I knew the way I felt no one else.

"Were both in pain and waiting corelena what not be in it together?" He inches closer to me taking one more big step. He takes a strand of my hair in his hands twirling around. "One day" He whispers. I fall into his icy blue eyes the redness around only helping them stand out more than they already did.

I couldn't help but reach out to his hand that was tangled in my hair holding his hand in mine softly.
"Your right. I'll be white." He smiles and lets go of my hair walking back over to the chess table. That moment stayed with me. It was precious a realisation of having the same pain and loneliness I was finding companionship in Michael and I wasn't complaining.