━━━━━━━━━━ Mike and Venessa walked around the back of the house where there is a small river connection and a log the two can sit on.
"So i used to have a brother" Mike starts off "His name was Garrett. And when i was about 12 he was, uh, taken. I was there when it happened and they never found the guy who did it and they never found my brother"
Venessa looks at Mike sadly then back down at the grass knowing some what of the pain Mike is going through.
"So there's this theory that we can't forget things. Basically it says that every single thing that we see in our entire life, down to the tiniest little details gets stored inside of you, you just have to know where to look" Mike tells Venessa
"You're brother, you think you know who took him" Venessa says looking to him
"I know i do. And i know that he's in here it's just buried. So every night i dream, i go back to that same memory and i search for details, for every little thing that got over looked" he tells her
Venessa just looks straight ahead not knowing what to say.
"Yeah, and that's usually the part where people tell me i'm crazy" Mike says with a chuckle
"I know what crazy looks like and this isn't it. Not even close" Venessa says with a sigh "And these?" she asks holding up the pills
"Going back to the same dream, night after night is not easy so the pills help" he tells her "I usually don't need them when i have (y/n). There are some other things, familiar sites, familiar sounds, familiar smells"
"Pining for fun?" Venessa says looking at him "And smells?"
"(y/n) wears this pine scented spray all the time" Mike says smiling down at the ground
"How does she take it all?" Venessa asks him
"She's amazing, since the first time we meet she has been there for me. Our first date got interrupted because Abby was sick and she helped me take care of her" Mike says smiling at her "She is the best thing that has ever happened to me, i just i..." he trails off
