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"You're up early. You usually sleep until noon."
"Who said I slept properly?"
"I know. I slept right next to you, remember?" Scott smiled and handed me a mug full of tea. "You were crying in your sleep. I tried to wake you but you didn't move... I spent the rest of the night watching over you."
"You didn't have to do that, Scott." I sighed, tracing the scratch marks on the chair I was in. "You must be exhausted."
"I'll live." He assured and sat on the floor in front of me. "You figured out who all those scratch marks belong to yet?"
"The scent is faint, but it's my Dad's."
"But you said you didn't recognize the scratch marks?"
"You can disguise marks like those, but you can't hide your scent. He was here once but I can't say exactly when... The marks are old too."
"And I found this in the kitchen while searching for a pot to make the tea." Scott said, pulling out a piece of paper from his jacket and handed it to me. "Thought it might cheer you up."
"It's Dad's handwriting." I smiled and opened it.
Lyla,
If you're reading this, you're finally home where you belong.
I'm sorry I couldn't protect you and that I failed you as a father. All I ever wanted was to keep you safe and at home. I never imagined that by trying to keep you hidden, I was putting you at risk.
I will come find you eventually if I haven't by the time you read this, but I need to remember... I'm trying to remember the man I once was.
There's been this voice in my head and I think it's guiding me to pieces of my past. Hopefully, my last stop will be towards you, my moonlight.
Always remember that whenever you want to hide from the world, this will always be your safe space.
I'll see you soon, I promise.
Love always, Dad
"Looks like the Professor is working his magic and awakening some memories in Dad." I chuckled and set the letter aside. "I think he's coming to the Mansion soon."
"You want him home?"
"More than anything, Scott. I miss him like crazy."
"I still think your dad is terrifying." He shrugged and I rolled my eyes. "Lyla, do you remember the blood bath from three years ago? His scream still haunts me at night!"
"He's not so bad!" I defended. "He just has a temper and is overprotective. I'm an only child!"
"A temper that killed over half of the people in that lab because you killed the other half!"
