Forgotten.

Chapter Six.

I stare into the darkness, confused. Who was that woman and why did she call me "My Lady"? How did she know us and what did she mean by "my destiny"? As a million different questions flood my mind, I suddenly remember I left Mikey alone. I turn around, trying to put what happened to the back of my head, and go home. When I reached the steps of the apartment, I hear two voices - although faint, I recognized one right away as Mikey...but the other? Nervous, I grab the knife I hid in my boot and walk up the stairs. As I am about to burst through the door, knife in hand, I hear Will's voice in the distance. Confused, I enter, trying to hide the knife behind my back. I look around and see Mikey in the living room with someone I didn't recognize. Will was in the kitchen, taking something off the fire. I walked over to him, waving at Mikey.

"Who's playing with Mikey?" I ask, discreetly putting the knife back in my boot.

"That's Liv. Jack found her in the woods a few weeks ago. He said that her parents died in some gruesome attack against her family and she barely escaped with her life. Since she is around Mikey's age I figured it would be nice for them to hang out, so she doesn't feel so alone." Will replies, taking the plates out of the cupboard.

I nod slowly, watching as Liv and Mikey sit laughing. I smile as I see Mikey turn his head in my direction, almost asking for approval through his soft brown eyes. I grab two plates from Will and carry them over to Mikey and Liv.

"Hi, Liv. I'm Mikey's sister, Myra." I say, handing her a plate of freshly cooked deer. 

She looks at me, smiling, "Liv. Thanks for the food."

I give the other plate to Mikey and make my way back to the kitchen. Will already started eating, stuffing his face with what I can only assume is the leg of the deer. I grab my plate from the kitchen counter and head to a comfier place to sit. Will follows, and as he sits down I figure it's best for me to tell him about my encounter with Maeve...after all he might know more about her than me. 

After telling Will everything, he looks at me with a mouth full of deer. His eyes wide, and somewhat confused.

"I've never heard of anyone with that name." He said, his eyes staring straight ahead as though he was trying to remember something. After a minute he continued, "I mean, I know Jack has had run-ins with some Starks, but none of whom were named - what was it - Maeve?"

Upset, I look down at my plate. I pick at my food, thinking more about the encounter, trying to remember any more details which I may have forgotten. 

Suddenly he gets up, the force of his action aggressively pushing his chair back. "It's getting late. Jack will be expecting Liv back at the cove. I'll come by later after talking to Jack about this - Maeve."

"No!" I yell. Mikey and Liv look at me as though I were crazy, and I just stare at Will, tugging his arm down. "DON'T. Don't tell Jack anything until I know more." I say through my teeth. 

Terrified, he looks at me, eyes wide, and nods in agreement. He grabs Liv's coat and I watch as they head for the front door. As they leave, Mikey walks over and asks if everything is alright.

"Of course, Bud." I say, forcing a smile. I comb my hand through his hair, "How's Liv?" 

A smile lights up his entire face. "She is so amazing. We have so much in common!" 

I laugh. "Well ok, Bubby. Get ready for bed."

As he makes his way to the bathroom, my expression turned sour. I put my plate away, still engulfed in thoughts about the events of earlier that day. I must know more. I hear Mikey tucking himself into his sleeping bag and say goodnight. He asks if I'm going to bed as well, but I don't respond. I just stare out the window into the night.