LEGACY
CH:11- Remember
Marie lied awake at her side still unable to close her eyes for she was afraid if she wakes up again, this will be all gone again. She was still in the state of the shock and finally fell asleep few hours before the dawn. She opened her eyes when she felt movement and other body had left the bed softly like it was trying not to wake her up. Jason dressed up quickly for him the time for the rest was over and the headache was killing him.
Marie could not wait any more to lay there still in the bed so she moved and began to rise up until she was seating in the bed. Jason could see her small frame in the white nightgown glimmering in the dim light of the room. She wanted to get up and check on him. He was after all her father.
"Jason?" she spoke, but he refused to answer.
Strange he could see that she was still calling him by his name not as her father.
"It is just a headache." Bourne replied softly." Go back to the sleep. It is still too early for you to get up."
"I've rested enough." Marie replied looking back into his tired blue eyes. "What is it wrong?"
"I've a headache and it is nothing really." he tried to assure her not to worry at all for him. "Can I ask you something?"
"Sure what is it?" she was eager to hear him talk to her and he smiled at her almost childlike curiosity.
"Do you remember your mother?"
Marie was silent for a moment hearing the question. As long she could remember Beaumounts were her family she knew, those kind people that loved her unconditionally and whose deaths left a wound in her heart that seemed not to heal even today.
"Well, Beaumounts are the only family I remember and..." But Jason stopped her.
"I was asking you about your real mother not the adoptive one. Do you have any memory of her at all?"
He watched as the expression on her face changed into the sad one as she remembered. The only memory she had before she was taken away.
"I do not remember as much as I should. I was too young that time. But, I do recall that she was kind, beautiful and yet sad." She smiled sadly." Her hair was long red in the color and her eyes green and she had a soft voice."
Jason looked at her face that seemed sad now.
"Why do you ask?" she spoke.
"Because I do not have a memory of her at all." She looked at him confused.
"How is it that possible? I am sure you do have more memories about my mother than I do."
"Marie," Jason began, he had to tell her." I have an amnesia and I do not remember anything about my past at all. I have no memory of you or anything what happened the years ago."
"So you do not believe that I am your daughter?" Her voice was now pure ice.
"It was not what I meant really. I do not want to hurt you." he tired the best way to assure her, but she snapped.
"I do not believe you, Jason and oh God..." she could not stand this at all.
She stood up leaving the bed and began to dress and wanted desperately to get out from here. Jason stood up quickly grabbing her by the shoulders and stopping her whatever she was doing and forced her to look back at him.
"Marie, please stop." he spoke forcing her to look at him. "I do not mean to hurt you and I know that the truth can be painful for you to accept this, but I can not change it."
"At least you should try to remember. It is not that hard to do it isn't it?" he could hear the anger in her voice.
"I am assassin Marie and that is it what I am. I can not change what I am though I do not have the memory of what I had done in the past, but I can not escape it when I fall asleep because I still see it in my dreams the bits and pieces of my memory." Then he looked toward the door and back at her.
Something was not right, he could sense it and then giving her her clothing he forced her toward the bathroom whispering on quick French.
"Whatever happens do not come out and stay away from the door and find a place to hide behind the wall and stay there." She saw him grabbing his gun.
Marie wanted to protest but it was already too late as the door closed behind her. She dressed quickly and the best way in the dark and took the hide behind the wall and away from the door waiting. Jason could hear her move then silence as she hid away and focused his attention back at the door of the room. It was a moment only before the door has been knocked away and the shower of the bullets attacked the room like the killing bees. Jason rolled away just in the time from the flying bullets and launched his own attack quickly disarming the man as the real hell broke loose. Back in the bathroom, Marie shivered hearing the sound of the gunfire blasted around. Her mind screamed for Jason for she prayed that he was alive, as the hell raged behind the other side of the door.
