Authors Notes: And its done...for now anyways. I might do more.

Don't Let Go

Chapter 6

Join the club

Mika could hear voices coming from the next room. She opened her eyes to see a brightly painted room, and hand prints all over them. Names and ages on each and every single one of them. The room was huge with at least 16 beds in it. All the blankets were either pink or purple. Some even had stuffed animals on them. Hers however was plane and simple. Nothing out of the ordinary and nothing exquisite as a few of the others. She sat up still feeling a little heavy. She looked up at the ceiling their were a bunch of star stickers up there.

"Oh good you're awake. Ray said you were a bit sick." A heavy set, bleach blond woman said. She sat down on the bed and put a clip board on her lap. "Feeling any better?"

"Wheres Ray?" She asked the woman frowned and held out an envelope for her. She slowly opened it and pulled out a picture. Their wasn't even a note on it. No note in the envelope either. Just the picture of her hero and nothing more. She sighed and hugged her knees.

"I know how it is. He helped me out when I was in college. Found me, saved me, and never looked back. I owed him a favor and your it. I'm supposed to take you in, no questions asked. But of course I'll have to ask a few questions if thats okay. Like birthdays, names, things like that." The woman asked one by one waiting patiently for her to finish everything. Finally just as soon as she was about to leave she turned to Mika.

"Hes not done you know. He said he'll come back, and write to you like you promised."

"I owe him a favor then?" Mika asked. The woman smiled and nodded.

"A favor for a favor. Its how he operates. Its how he's always operated for as long as I've known him, and thats eight years."

"What do I do now? I...I don't know what to do?" She said and gasped when her stomach loudly protested for food.

"Perhaps thats what you should do. My name is Becca Cavvinah." She held her hand out for Mika. "I'll be your caretaker until your adopted."

"What if I'm not adopted?" Mika asked.

"Thats up to you I supposed."

Later on that night as Mika lay awake in the large room which she learned was the girls room and the boys had their own room. A light illuminated the room coming from the bathroom. She couldn't sleep. Her head was full of 'what if' and 'would I ever' she didn't cry all to much she hated crying because then people would start asking questions that she didn't want to answer again. It happened earlier but she wasn't crying. She was just sitting there silently. Apparently silence was deadly when in a group of older girls who liked to play with ones hair, and practice makeup on you.

She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt someone sit down on the bed. She opened her eyes and a huge smile spread across her face. Their in front of her was Ray. She couldn't see his face to well because he was sitting against the light. But she could see the smile on his face.

"What do you think? Nice place right?" She grumbled at him. "Okay not what your used to I understand that." He said waving the thoughts from her mind.

"Whyd you come back?"

"Leaving without saying anything just felt wrong to me. Specially when someone as special as you latched onto me as hard as you did. You've grown up since I met you."

"I have?" Mika was suddenly wondering just where this was going.

"Sure did. You went from this drawn in young lady who didn't talk all that much to a very outgoing beautiful young lady."

"I'm not even ten yet." She sat up and looked up at him.

"Yeah well...it doesn't change what I believe. So you know what? I'm going to be taking a personal intrest in you. I'll drop in from time to time."

"Yeah but what if you need that favor?" Mika asked crossing her arms.

"That is your favor...letting me dote on you as if you were mine. I can't put my name on a piece of paper saying it, and my job is incredibly dangerous...so you'll stay here and let Becca look after you until I come back to get you." Was this an unofficial adoption?

"Your kind of sort of adopting me?" Mika asked. Ray chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Perhaps."

"Deal." She held out her hand and he shook it.

"What your not going to ask me what my real name is? People normally do after these chance meetings."

"I don't need to know your name."

"Oh?" Ray stood up pulling her blanket back up to her shoulders.

"Nope. I never want to know your name because I don't want to use it." This confused Ray even more then it dawned on him and he smiled. Mika didn't want to know because she never wanted to use it, she wanted to call him something different. Dad.

"Okay."