"You look a bit nervous, Kalel" a dark haired man said, as his eyes flicked over to the young girl in the car seat beside him.
"Not nervous, just curious. Scott, you never did say where we are going?" The girl replied simply, averting her head from the window to face him.
The man looked down at the steering wheel "All will be explained with time, bud-don't worry. But as of the current moment I can't tell you, you'll just have to trust me on this one." He said with a reassuring tone looking back up at the road.
"Hmmm, alright then" Kalel replied confused but not really fazed by the matter at hand. She turned her attention back to the window: gazing at the magnificent country side scenery that was settled on the other side of the glass. She sighed looking at her reflection in the wing mirror of the car. Her long lilac hair was a wavy mess due to Scott's window being open.
"Scott, please could you wind your window up a little?" she asked politely.
"Why are you cold?" he replied.
"Kind of but it's my hair that I'm more worried about" she laughed.
"Well what do you expect? You can't wear shorts and a t-shirt in the middle of September and expect to be warm in England" he said with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Hey! I'm wearing tights and docs thank you very much and my Smiths shirt is too amazing not to wear, I have a cardigan on the back seat anyway" she replied laughing, this was her favorite type of outfit. Her The Smiths 'The Queen is Dead' shirt, a pair of dark denim high waited shorts , simple black tights, white Doc Martens and a over sized beige knit cardigan.
"Good you'll need it we'll be getting out in a minute and the weather isn't so nice today" Scott said trying to avoid the subject of where it was they were actually going.
"And getting out where exactly?" she replied noticing what he was doing.
"You'll see" he simply stated.
They pulled up in front of some tall rusty iron gates. Kalel couldn't see through as the back of the gates was backed with wood, she looked over at Scott who wouldn't return the gaze. She slowly turned her head back to the normal position and waited- silently. The gates slowly parted revealing what looked to be a different world. Everything had a place and everything was in its place. Neat cut vibrant green grass, magnificent stone statues, and a rather large looking decrepit house that was surrounded by many trees with leaves that had turned red with autumn. It was truly a beautiful place.
"Wow" Kalel stated in awe.
"I know" Scott replied solemnly.
"What is this pla-"Kalel began before she caught sight of huge wood sign with the words 'Wammy's House' neatly carved into it.
She fell silent; she now knew why Scott wouldn't tell her where they were going. Wammy's House is the place her parents met, where they began their training as FBI agents, and in the end what eventually got them killed. She suddenly felt an overwhelming sadness- she knew why she was brought here. This place made her think of painful memories she had hidden away in the darkest crevasses of her mind. The memories she was running from. Memories she had tried so hard to forget- but to no avail. Everything came flooding back in one huge, overwhelming rush of emotion.
Kalel looked down and he patent white shoes with tear stained eyes, she took a deep breath then looked back up and out of the window. The atmosphere was tense. Scott knew it wouldn't do him any favors bringing her back here, but there was no way around it- it had to be done.
Scott unplugged his seatbelt from the lock and let it wind back up to its holding place.
"…we should be going" he said trying to sound as nice as possible, truth being he didn't know how to react in the situation.
"Why did you bring me back here?" Kalel said looking him directly in the eyes. Her voice bared no emotion nor did her face but the slight falter in her eyes was enough for him to see how upset she really was.
"Believe me, I didn't want to, I-"Kalel cut him off.
"That's not the answer to my question" she stated coldly narrowing her eyes slightly.
"Just come inside and everything will be explained" he pleaded with her.
She didn't refuse. Taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh, she grabbed her jacket and pushed open the heavy car door from her side. She swiftly jumped out and let it slam shut behind her. Starting her journey to the house. She walked straight past Scott never taking her eyes off the place. There was too much going on in her mind to notice that he wasn't walking beside her. When she noticed she came to an abrupt halt.
"Well, aren't you coming?" she asked- never tuning to face him.
"Uhh, yeah…" he began jogging slightly to catch up with her.
He could see the thoughts rattling around in her head. However he kept silent. Not because he didn't want to say anything to her; he just didn't know what to say. So instead he just kept walking- occasionally glancing over at her. She never returned the gaze. They arrived at the front door. The walk from the car to the entrance took no more than 2 minutes, but with the deadly silence and tense atmosphere it felt like years.
Scott opened the door and walked in, holding the door for Kalel. She walked in behind him, giving him a small nod to say thank you. He just smiled. Two old men emerged from the darkness of an archway, both formally dressed in suits.
"Ah, you've arrived! Please do come in to my office, my name is Roger" One of the old men said enthusiastically. He was quite short in height. He had light grey hair only around the side of his head and was bald on top. He had a pair of glasses perched comfortably on the end of his nose and he was dressed in a brown cotton suit. His voice was warm and gentle. Kalel could tell he was a kind natured man.
So this is the famous Roger I've heard so much about. Kalel though to herself. So if that's Roger who is the other guy, he seems so familiar but where do I know him from? She continued to ponder in her own though until she heard a voice which snapped her out of her daydream.
"Roger! So great to see you again, it's been a while!" Scott exclaimed stepping forward a couple steps to shake hand with both men.
Kalel just stood there awkwardly. She was confused and she just wanted to know what was going on. In that moment it seemed liked everyone spoke of everything but the answer to her question. Roger turned his attention to her.
"Ah, Miss Kalel Quinn, it's been a while- look at you all grown up. You look just like you mother. The man said with a kind smile.
"Thank you… pardon my ignorance but I don't recall ever meeting you before?" she asked slightly puzzled but smiling a weak smile.
"You were very young my dear, but that's a story for another time, please do come in we have much to discuss." The grey hair man said taking her hand and leading her down a hall way to a door. Scott and the other man followed silently. Roger pushed a key into the lock and turned it. Letting the door swing open he stepped inside.
"Please do sit" Roger said gesturing his hand toward some wooden chairs behind what Kalel presumed to be his desk.
