Prodigal Son

Forget Me Not

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"I don't mean to interrupt," Aaron said, smiling as he spoke, "but how do you know of the name Casey Rogers?"

Anna decided to be honest with Aaron, having concluded in her mind that he wasn't really a threat…he was just confused (as was she!).

"A man (Cesar Faison)," Anna began to explain, "recently asked me about your father as well. But like I told you, and as I told him, I have no memories of anyone name Casey Rogers."

"Who was this man asking you about Casey Rogers?" Aaron asked, with a slight tone of concern in his voice.

Anna didn't want to answer that question, because she was already being too forthright anyway as it was. She was about to refuse to answer when suddenly Aaron opened his right hand. Somehow, someway, Faison's face was being projected just inches above the palm of Aaron's hand.

"Was this the man?" Aaron asked.

Suddenly….Anna became concerned too…

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Anna's face became very intense, as it usually did when she discussed anything to do with Cesar Faison.

(readers; in this story Anna never AND WOULD NEVER have slept with Faison and created a son…no way)

"His name is Cesar Faison," Anna began to explain. "For over three decades he has tormented my family, as well as many others. And recently he has come back into my life after once again escaping prison, and," Anna said, as she looked at Aaron, "with his and your interest in this man I have no memories of ever meeting (Casey Rogers), I'm starting to think something really strange is happening here."

Aaron walked over to Anna.

"Does your species have frequent memory lapses?" Aaron asked.

Anna shook her head side to side.

"Normally, no," Anna told him. "However, as we reach advanced ages, memory loss does happen. But no," Anna added, "not at my age. But," Anna added with a sharper tone in her voice, "if my memory has been tampered with, and it has happened in the past, it was done either by that man, Cesar Faison; or perhaps, someone with the same skill set."

Aaron smiled at Anna.

"Perhaps your memories can be hidden," Aaron said, with a calm voice, "but not eliminated. I," Aaron added as he reached out right his hand and brought it level with the left side of her head, "can find them for you; if you so wish."

Anna looked into Aaron's eyes, and already her heart was telling her what her mind refused to believe; he was her son. But she did not want to admit to him her feelings yet; first she wanted her memories back. And, as she had to remind herself; this stranger claiming to be her son could be totally out of his mind!

"Yes," Anna said, closing her eyes, "help me remember…"

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This issue featured

Fiona Hughes as Anna Devane and

Henry Cavell as Aaron