Prologue

She hesitantly put down the cup with already cold coffee, one of her fingers sliding down the white dish.

"It was hard for me…with you…" A carefully thought answer. Almost worked.

She unconsciously licked her bottom lip.

"You really don't remember anything, do you?"

Jason Bourne, or David Webb, whoever he was right now snapped out of his restless slander, out of the dream where he was reliving his talk with Nicky Parsons in some road diner where people get to grab a bite of some sandwich or a drink of disgusting coffee only when they don't have any other choice.

He turned his head to check his injured shoulder. Through the cotton of his sweater the wound appeared to start bleeding. Instead of changing the cloth pressed to it, he turned back to the previous position and stared at the changing landscape behind the window of the train.

Thoughts. Some people have too much of them. Others suffer from the lack. All Jason Bourne's thoughts were on one person. Due to his job he was trained to read any body language possibly found. With Nicky it was easier to pursued himself that he was just seeing things or even that as an agent she was acting. But now, when he actually for once in his life had some time, he realized that everything she was giving away weren't just ghosts – they were ghosts of memories still lost for him…

"…for me…with you…"

But did he even want to know the truth and how the other former CIA agent was connected to him? Probably, yes, regarding that he was on a train to Montana where there were some leaks as to where Miss Parsons was located.

"…me…with you…"

Maybe that was exactly why something in him was searching for her. Those three little words. He needed, longed for her to explain why hearing them made a breaking point and he stopped. Stopped following his usual self-written script of actions, well-calculated ones.

He knows that he's already heard her say them, those words.

"…me…with you…"

He knows they were meant for him.

"…with you…"

And when he needs to know why, he finds his answer whatever it takes.

"…with you."