Haunting Passed

Michael has been all over the world. He's loved, hurt and even been broken, but when his past comes back to seek revenge and the knowledge of his family from his secretive past collides with his real family, how will Michael ever be able to put his past behind him if everyone around him knows? And will they ever treat him the same again?

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Chapter 1

"Michael, this isn't a life," yelled Madeline at her son for the thousandth time since he was confined to Miami after being burned.

Michael signed as he drifted back from his thoughts to the always endless conversations with his mother about his 'life still'. "…your brother has gotten his life back on track. Why can't you? You have Fiona, why?"

"Mom" he said interrupting her before she could go any farther. "It's not that simple for me, ma, you know that." He added with frustration in his voice as Madeline placed the always lit cigarette in her mouth remembering all the guns, clients, and people with guns that had been in her day to day life since her oldest son's return.

Balancing it between her lips she replied "Yes, I do but that just makes it more evident of the life still change you need to have." The door opened as Michael grunted and rested his head on the dining room table where he spent many of days staring at the uneatable meals his mother made and he refused to eat.

"Hey Maddie, have you seen an envelope I might have left here last week?" Sam said charmingly as he walked in and shut the door behind him. Madeline nodded and took another puff of her cigarette and rolled her eyes at her son's unwillingness to communicate, as she turned and headed into the kitchen. Sam looked to the table and found the evidently frustrated Michael with his head resting on the table. Cheerfully he took a seat a cross from his friend. "Hey Mikey, I think I found a client that is in need of your special skills and mine, of course, plus the pay's there as well."

Michael raised his head off the table and looked at the delighted, washed up Navy Seal sitting across from him. "What's the job Sam?" he said in his always 'very enthusiastic' tone.

With a chuckle Sam asked "what does your mom want you to do this time?"

With a glare from Michael and another chuckle from Sam, Madeline walked back into the room drawing both of the men's attention. With both a new cigarette and a yellow folder in her hand she came closer to them. She handed the folder to Sam as she continued her one sided conversation with Michael. "You really should try to start putting some stability in your life, Michael." Looking back at Sam she said "don't you think so, Sam?"

"I'm just going to stay out of this one Maddie," and with that he backed up just slightly from the table. The chair screeched across the floor as Michael shot him a 'your so lucky you can' and a 'you better not leave or she might pin me to the wall and torture me with those cigarettes' look at Sam as he stood up from the chair.

Just before Michael was going to answer his mother's statement for the fifth time, the back door slammed shut saving him from the head wrenching argument. Fiona came bouncing in the room with a 'I know something Michael Westen doesn't' look. "Guess who I found out front Michael?" she asked with a smile on her face. Before he could answer the door shut again and in walked trouble.

"Nate! What the hell are you doing here?"

"What? A brother can't just stop by and surprise his bro?"

"Sure, but just not you Nate."

"I'm offended by that bro…but"

But, there is always a 'but' with Nate, Michael thought to himself.

"But since you're wondering, I do have a friend that I owe a little favor or two to, and when I heard about his problem I thought it was a great opportunity to pay him back and to work with my big bro again." He said as he moved over and patted his brother on the arm.

"Great" Michael said with his teeth tightly clenched and a forced smile on his face.

TBC...