Dangerous Pursuit

Chapter 8

Jeremy

I had only few talks with Sandra but it reveals so much things in my past. And I admit everything is getting more complicated than I thought it was. Now I understand more her agony.......and sacrifice for me. I intend to keep my promise to her no matter what.

I want to remember. Shit! I feel crippled like this. I start shooting using the gun Sandra gave me. She told me we designed this before for practice. It is electronically designed but the actual feature of the gun is the same with the real one.

I am pleased to myself after few missed shots I am getting better. It's in my blood. She told me I am very good in this. I bet she is too. Behind those innocent look she has I know she is not that fragile. But when she cried on my shoulders, I can feel how fragile she is. I can feel her pain, her predicament, her sadness. I want to sooth all those bad feelings she has. I want to comfort her. Maybe because that's what I do to her before. She told me without falter how courageous I am when I can't leave her to death even it is my death.

Her death?

My death?

I shook my head. I am desperate to remember and I start shooting again the targets.

'Your death will be my death, remember that.'

Those words just suddenly came into my mind. The memory is hazy but I feel that I am the one telling it to someone. The feeling is so strong that I can feel it in my chest. I am telling it to someone I care that much that I can die for that person. I can't remember much. Maybe I have a family of my own before? A girlfriend? A wife? A child?

Shit!

I can feel how Sandra cares so much for Melissa. Her death will be her death of course.

I am determined to protect them both.

Why in the first place I joined the organization? Only me can answer that. As Sandra said, she can't supply much about my personal life. The protocol of the organization is to keep what we know about ourselves.

I wonder why I did not tell her much about me. Maybe I can have time again with her tonight when Melissa sleeps.

My phone beeps. Someone is coming. I open the camera. I see two adorable person going inside the house. Just looking at them happily teasing each other makes me feel at home. But a pain in my heart suddenly occurs when the thought of something bad that might happen to them. I feel the same feeling when I remembered the words 'Your death will be my death, remember that.'

I continue practicing. I must remember my skills or else I will be useless and will be dependent with Sandra. How will I protect them if I am crippled with my memory loss?

I check if nobody is the kitchen. I washed the dishes of my dinner Sandra brought me a while ago. I will prepare coffee for me and her. I presume Melissa is asleep now.

I slowly went up with my two mugs of coffee with me just in time Sandra is closing the door of Melissa's room.

"You can't really stay put?" she whispers with a mock in her eyes. I simply shrug and went straight to her room.

"I want to know more stories from you. Anyway you are off tomorrow and no classes for Melissa." I put down the mugs of coffee and sat on the couch feeling comfortable, feeling at home in the place. "You can also rest and sleep more. I will watch you and Melissa. I know how tired you are from the past weeks. At least you can gain your strength without worrying."