I woke under covers and I felt like crap. I kept having this dream someone took me from Greg's and I was even more exhausted than before I went to bed. I stretched and grabbed my kata(sword) belting it over my barely there workout clothes , opened the door and clutched my face with my hand because I had a major migraine. Stumbling into an unfamiliar hallway and staircase, I followed the scent of food. I went straight to the table, grabbed a plate , mumbled good morning, loaded up, and started eating. As the food started hitting my stomach, my brain started to work again and I soon stopped because everyone else who was at the table quiet so I forced up both my eyes, blinked past the blaring lights and once everything came into focus I froze then like lightening I moved my hand my kata. I flipped the thumb guard but the man next to the red headed woman said put both hands on the table. I stilled and complied and started to fire questions at him. Who are you? What do you want? Where's Gregor? At the mention of Gregor's name his eyes lit with rage, as I stared into his emerald gaze, the red head spoke, you don't remember us, her voice filled with pain. Nope I said continuing to eat. So, what's the plan I asked, you going to torture me to get information about Gre—I stopped to swallow a bite of grits on toast and a swig of OJ –gor because it won't work. I've been tortured in everyway possible already and It didn't really work out for the last guy who tried it I said and winked at the man with the blonde hair, the red headed's mate from the looks of it. I was putting on the front that everything was ok and that I was totally relaxed but I couldn't have been more opposite on the inside. I scanned the four vampires at the table and every one of them was armed to the teeth, literally I said a small smile teasing the edges of my lips. I noted things that I could use against them and escaped routes but then everything around me stopped dead in it's tracks. No it couldn't be, I hadn't noticed before just how much they looked like the couple in my dreams that I always knew were my parents. My hands immediately flew to my kata, which I unbelted and handed off to the male at my side. I stood once he'd taken it and was around the table standing next to them in seconds. Stand I ordered in a tone that dared them not to do it. They complied. They faced me. Turn around and hold hands. They complied and my heart stopped, then jumpstarted back to life and I about drained the entire house of oxygen with my gasp. Face I ordered my voice barely audible. With shaking hands I reached out to his right arm and slowly inch by inch pulled his sleeve up to reveal a tattoo of unfilled in bones crossing each other, I stared for a few minutes, dropped his sleeve, then turned to the woman with gunmetal grey eyes, my eyes I realized, and lifted the edge of her shirt and pulled the edge of her pants down on the same side and watched as I revealed the same tattoo on her hip that was on her mates arm. I traced her tattoo with shaking fingers then I let her go and stepped away from them. These people were my … my .. my mm- mom and dd-dad. As I stumbled back another step memories I hadn't known I had assaulted me, it was like some door had been had been opened, tears streamed down my face as the flood of memories continued. I jumped at these people, my parents before me and wrapped my arms around them. After a few minutes of hugging I lifted my head from it's perch on my mom's shoulder and placed my mouth next to my dad's ear and whispered It wasn't your fault, I stayed when you told me to run, you were being over powered and I didn't want to leave him.