Nagira and Robin had dinner at Grandma Cook's again,
"Hey Aurora why don't you go home with my husband, you haven't been over in a long time and he misses playing poker with you, me and your father have a bit of business to take care of tonight," Mrs. Cook explained.
"Oh, um, sure I could use a bit of fun tonight," Robin's attitude changed and suddenly she was so giddy like a five year old child,
"Daddy, can I have three dollars so I can get some change from the drawer to play with?" Robin begged. Nagira smirked and raised a brow in question, wondering what had gotten into her, he gave her three dollar bills, she ran and got the change rolls and put the dollars in the drawer, she ran back and kissed Nagira's cheek,
"Bye daddy," Robin acting as if nothing bothered her,
"Hey Aurora, don't forget your glasses," Nagira giving them to her,
"Right," Robin nodded,
"Wait, pennies?" Nagira confused.
"Yeah, that's what we've always played with daddy," Robin shrugged, Nagira was really getting weird out,
"That's what you've always played with?" Nagira looking at Mrs. Cook's husband, he shook his head.
"Yeah, we're just kids daddy, it's not like we have much money," Robin explained. Mrs. Cook stared at Aurora,
"Honey, how old are you?" Mrs. Cook asked.
"I'm 10, just like the rest of the kids are, daddy can I go play with my friends now?" Robin asked.
"Just wait a minute," Nagira confused,
"Yes, go on honey," Mrs. Cook making Robin leave, Nagira walked over to her husband,
"Can you take her home, give her some sleeping pills, she's had a rough day today I think, well I hope that's what this is, she needs a good night's sleep Nagira hoping she didn't go running her mouth, and spill all their secrets.
"Of course, hey come on sweetheart, I'll drive you to see your friends," Mrs. Cook husband playing along.
"Jimmy, you aren't old enough to drive a car," Robin laughing, acting like she was drunk.
"What happened today?" Mrs. Cook asked,
"She found out, well, we found out that my brother died in a building collapse today that's all, with all of this happening to her…" Nagira was slapped in the back of the head, by the older woman,
"Ouch, what the hell was that for?" Nagira confused.
"This ol' woman has heard enough lies, how about telling the truth for once, what is the poor girl and yourself running from?" Mrs. Cook explained.
"I don't know what you are talking about," Nagira playing dumb.
"Okay, maybe if I tell you of who I am or used to be it will help you trust me," Mrs. Cook explained, she went and got her wallet, she came back and sat down,
"Do you remember her?" Mrs. Cook asked, Nagira studied the picture,
"Should I?" Nagira confused,
"How about the name Akiko Kondo?" Mrs. Cook growing annoyed. Nagira stared at the picture again,
"I remember her, so?" Nagira asked,
"You helped us with new identities, you helped us witches escape," Mrs. Cook whispered though the restaurant was closed and it was just Nagira and her.
"You know who I am?" Nagira leaning over the table,
"I could never forget the man who saved our lives, Nagira," Mrs. Cook smiling.
"So tell me, what are you running from?" Mrs. Cook asked,
"Hunters, the factory collapsed, Robin the young girl that's with me, barely made it out alive, my brother however, gave his life for her, he died in the collapse," Nagira softly.
"You mean the one who hunted witches actually saved one?" Mrs. Cook curiously.
"Yeah, well my brother never really thought of her as a witch, but she said she was the Eve of witches and he was supposed to be Adam?" Nagira confused. Mrs. Cook gasped,
"Oh my goodness, it cant be, Robin that little girl is Eve?" Mrs. Cook smiling, Nagira was staring at the ol' coot,
"I'm missing the big picture here care to…" Nagira being interrupted,
"Oh, this is big, oh, oh my goodness, I know who he is now! You both don't have to be sad anymore," Mrs. Cook pulling Nagira with her up the stairs.
"Why don't you just tell me what the hell is going on you ol' bat, before you break some…" Nagira being shoved by the old woman, he turned and saw the beggar from this morning laying on the couch.
"So you gave the poor man a home huh?" Nagira curious about the man,
"No, no it's him, it's Amon, I know it is," the old woman explained.
"You have totally flipped your lid old woman, you never met my brother," Nagira thinking she had lost it a long time ago,
"No, I did, he came to your office one time and we met in the stairwell, I remember him well, he scared my kid with his intense dark stare, besides he said something about having to change his appearance," Mrs. Cook getting upset over Nagira's words to her. Nagira checked the man for any markings that would help him identify him as his brother,
~Birthmark on right shoulder, check, bullet scar from dad on the left chest area, check, and a knife scar on his right side, ch…its him, it's Amon.~ Nagira not knowing whether or not he trusted all the signs that it was indeed him.