We Meet Again

Four

And... this is human Raven! Very pretty!!!

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I was laying in my bed. The drug that Rose injected me with started to take a hold on my senses, and I started hallucinating again. I was very foggy, very lost, but in a good way. Half in and out, my door opened again, and a little boy came into my room and hugged me, as he's done over the past 7 years!

He looks just like a perfect blend of me and my BB from his head to his toes. I knew it wasn't real. Rose executed my baby years ago... but if my child would've lived, Jr would be just like this image I am seeing right now.

He never stays that long. He just comes in, very comfortably may I add, with his beautiful enormous smile, nose crinkling, and award-winning pleasantry, just like his dad! This time he has on a bookbag. Is he's just coming home from school, again?

"Mommy... I miss you. Can we play after my homework? I'm learning about adding 2-digit numbers this time." He plops down on my bed and lays down on my chest, looks up at me, and I see me in his eyes.

 He has my eyes! 

I cry as I rub his beautiful soft hair, then he looks concerned... holding my BB's expression.

"Mommy, are you sad again? You miss daddy again? Auntie Rose told me you that when you miss him you get sick, and then you cry."

"No baby... mommy is fine. I just love you so much! You know... you look just like your daddy. I'm sure he would've gotten a kick out of you." The young boy smiles and closes his eyes in the comfort of my presence. I rest my head on his, taking in his youthful sent.

"Mommy, can I have mac and cheese for dinner this time? It's my favorite. Did daddy like mac and cheese too mommy?"

"Oh yes... but you dad was vegetarian, so he wouldn't use cheese that had cow's milk. He had to use cheese that was fit for his diet, but yes... he loved it. It's one of his favorites too." We both chuckled, and my baby's laugh was just like BB's... but much younger, very sweet, very sincere. I shed a few more silent tears, then kissed my boy's head.

"Well I'm going to do my homework now mommy. I'll see you later. I love you, please get better." My baby gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek and headed to the door. He turned and gave me his daddy's full on toothy smile, waved at me, and left.

I sob when that door shut, quietly, hugging my pillow. I can't show weakness, or I won't survive in this mad jungle I call existence. The drug that Rose gave me started to make my head swim, and before I knew, I drifted off to sleep.

 I got to say, if Rose or any of the other assassins wanted me dead, this would be the perfect opportunity. I was extremely venerable in this state, but for some reason... I always wake up the next day, and my torture continues.

(Back in Washington DC)

(BB)

"Great job Logan. Another round of precise shooting." Our new supervisor Bruce said as he admired my marksmanship. I don't know why I always got the target between the eyes, no matter how far away it was, but I can take a wild guess.

I held my MP5-10 submachine gun to the ground and stood up with sadness in my eyes... not looking at anything. I'm not really a killer, and I knew that one day instead of random items that exploded on contact with the bullets I aim and fired at, it would actually be a living breathing target... a person... a human being.

"Alright Alpha team, it's time for the briefing." Bruce said, then Ric and I along with the rest of this 6-person unit followed Bruce to hear what the mission was.