What's gonna happen! I already know and I'm excited.

I don't own the X-Men, just Mattie

What's In A Name?

The moment she woke her brain demanded three questions of her. Who am I? Where am I? What's going on?

She stumbled a the first hurdle.

Who am I?

She opened her eyes. She was a living room, lying on a sofa. Nothing looked familiar.

Where am I?

She could hear voices in another room. So there were other people here. Where ever here was.

What is going on?

She sat up, and instantly lay back down again, groaning in pain.

"Don't get up just yet. You've had a nasty bash to your head." A calm voice told her.

"Bet it hurts like hell." Another voice added.

"Davis!" The first voice snapped.

She opened her eyes and two faces swam into focus in front of her. One was a woman with dark black hair pulled back from her face. The other was a boy with shocking blonde hair sticking up from his head.

"Hi?" She tried.

"How do you feel?" The woman asked her.

She thought. "Fine as long as I don't move."

The woman nodded.

"So? What were you doing out on the road?" The boy asked.

"I…" She frowned, racking her brains for the answer to his question. "I…"

"Davis." The woman scolded. "Don't just blurt out questions like that."

"Well you want to know to." Davis replied. "It's no good trying the good doctor bit on me Mother, I know you to well."

His mother scowled at him, before turning her attention back to her.

She shook her head. "Look I'd love to answer you're questions, but do you think you could answer one for me first."

Davis and his mother nodded.

"What's my name?"

"Huh?" Davis screwed up his face in confusion. "Don't you know?"

She shook her head. "I don't know. I don't know anything." She struggled to keep the hysterical note out of her voice.

"It's all right. It's okay." The woman told her, slipping an arm around her shoulders.

"I don't know who I am." She wailed, panic rising within her and tears pricking at her eyes.

"Shhhhhh." The woman rocked her gently back and forth. "I think you've got amnesia sweetheart. Don't panic. You're okay."

"But… But…" She was too choked up to continue.

"Mattie." Davis said suddenly.

She looked up at him in mild confusion. "What?"

"That's what's written on your necklace." Davis told her, pointing at her neck. "I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that's your name. Silly name for a girl mind you."

She reached up and felt the beads round her neck. Mattie? She tried it out. Why not. It was better than nothing. Okay. So she had a name. She still didn't know where she was, who these people were or what she was doing here.

"Do I know you?" She asked hesitantly.

Davis shook his head. "Never laid eyes on you before."

"Oh." The woman shook herself. "What was I thinking. My name is Doctor Masters, but you can call me Mel. This is my son Davis."

Davis grinned at her and gave a small wave.

Mattie smiled awkwardly. "Mattie. I guess."

"So I guess asking you how you came to be here is going to get us nowhere." Davis said.

Mattie shrugged. "I wish I knew." She frowned in concentration. "I don't suppose I had a nice big folder with This Is You Life written on it did I?"

Davis laughed.

Mel shook her head. "No sorry. We did look. In case you have a medical condition or anything. But other than yourself, we found nothing."

Mattie sighed and leaned back against the sofa, the pounding in her head was beginning to subside. "Why can't I remember anything." She muttered. At the very edge of her conscience she could feel something, like a tune that you know but can't place.

"Don't try and force it." Mel told her. "It will come back in it's own time. Most likely you'll see something and snap, it will come flooding back to you."

"Now would be good." Mattie muttered.

Mel smiled at her. "Well at least you haven't forgotten your sense of humour."

Mattie gave a wan smile.

"Do you like beef casserole?" Mel asked as she got up and headed out the room.

Mattie opened her mouth to reply and then shut it again.

"Mom!" Davis howled. "Talk about dumb question."

X

Mattie joined the Masters for dinner, before Mel had to go to work. Mr Masters or Bill as he told her to call him, had arrived back with his daughter Bekki who had bright pink hair.

"Now, Mattie. I've made up the bed in the spare room." Mel told her as she stood in the hallway. "Make sure you get some rest please. And don't let the twins bother you."

"Mom!"

Mattie heard Davis and Bekki yell. She smiled at Mel. "I'll do my best."

She made her way into the living room where Bekki and Davis sat watching Friends.

One point. You know what Friends is. Bonus point because you know it's a repeat.

She sat down and stared blankly at the TV. The twins seemed to be about her age. Not that she had any real idea what age she was. She'd stood in the bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. Brown hair that down just past her shoulders, green eyes. Ears pierced, but no nose ring or eyebrow piercing. She'd had a quick look for tattoos and hadn't found any. It was her body. Her body and she didn't recognise it at all.

Bekki turned to face her. "So what do you remember."

"Yeah, real subtle Bek." Davis said nudging his sister.

Bekki ignored him.

Mattie frowned. "I don't know."

Bekki rolled her eyes. "Okay. Quiz time." She looked around her then back at Mattie.

"Who's the funny one in Friends?"

"Chandler."

"Gwen Stefani plays in which band?"

"No Doubt."

"Harry Potter is?"

"A wizard, or a book."

"Dolphins? Mammals or fish?"

"Mammals."

"Sarah Michelle Geller is best know for?"

"Buffy the Vampire Slayer."

"Which is? Good, bad, indifferent?"

"Good."

"Dogs or cats?"

"Dogs."

"Twelve times twelve is?"

"One hundred and forty four."

Bekki leaned back in her chair. "Interesting."

Davis raised his eyebrows. "What is? You have just asked the most random set of questions that I've ever heard of."

"They are not random, dearest brother." Bekki told him. "Just because you can not see the logical thought that resides within them."

"Bek you're talking bull shit again." Davis said

"Davis!" Bill called from the other room.

"Sorry, Dad." Davis yelled back. He grinned at Mattie. "Teachers hearing."

Mattie nodded. She was going to have to agree with Davis on this one. Bekki's questions had only managed to further confuse her. How could she quote whole scenes of Buffy yet not know her own surname?

Bekki grinned at Mattie. "Sorry. I don't mean to upset you or anything."

Mattie shook her head. "You didn't. Maybe you could spring some more of those quizzes on me. Find out what I do know."

Bekki nodded in agreement and smiled knowingly at her brother. "See. She knows genius when she sees it."

Davis rolled his eyes at Bekki and turned to Mattie. "So, tomorrow, do you want to go out to where we found you? See if anything there sparks off a memory?"

"Where we found you?" Bekki exclaimed. "Make her sound like a lost puppy or something why don't you. Well done Mr Sensitive."

"Well how else should I put it? And I think that you're fantastic round of questions has already cleared the way of any sensitivity."

"My questions were thought up with great care and attention."

"Yes, because the most important thing to remember is if you enjoy Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Not say, who the President is."

"Buffy is an amazing show."

"The quality of the show was never in question. Just the quality of your questions."

Mattie got up and went to the kitchen to grab a drink. Bill was already in there.

"Those two driving you insane yet?" He asked.

Mattie looked back at the twins who were still arguing. She shook her head. "Not really. Maybe I have brothers and sisters." She frowned. "It feels normal."

X

Mattie lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. She liked the Masters. Bill and Mel were fun to be with, hardly like parents at all. Not that she really had anything to compare them to. Did she have parents? Were they nice? Did they beat her on regular occasions? Did she have any brothers or sisters? She had the feeling she did, but she didn't know why. Was it possible that she was one half of a twin? Surely she'd know if she was. Weren't they meant to have some sort of twin sense? Was her other half out there even now, searching everywhere for her? Desperate about her? Was there no one there? No one at home? No one to care where she was or what she was up to? Was she married? There was a scary thought. Married with children. Who were worried about her.

She sighed and rolled over, trying to get some sleep. She had told Mel that she would go to bed early. But Bekki and Davis had got her involved in their play station game and she'd been there most of the night. The twins were full of energy and seemed happiest when they were squabbling about something. And that felt normal. To have people around her bickering about something. It felt… Right. She got the feeling that she was normally involved in the petty fights. At the edge of her mind she could feel the bubble of a memory. She reached for it and it floated away again.

She sighed in frustration, balling and un-balling her fists. She had nearly had it that time, she was sure of it.

Maybe where she saw where Davis and Mel had found her. Perhaps she'd just hit her head right outside her house. She'd see it, remember it and then she would suddenly remember her life again.

X

The next day, led by the twins, Mattie made her way along the street.

"Here?" She asked Davis.

He shook his head and moved her up to the next house. "Right here. Just outside this one. But there's no one in. We knocked when we found you."

"We could try again." Bekki said.

Mattie nodded and made her way to the front door. She rang the doorbell. There was no answer. So this wasn't her home then. Unless she lived here by herself. What if she did? What if this was her house and she was the only one with a key to it. Where was that key now?

"No luck?" Bekki asked as Mattie headed back to them.

"We can try again later." Davis offered.

"You can stay with us anyway." Bekki told her. "Mom said you can stay as long as you need to."

Mattie gave her a warm smile. "Thanks. I don't want to cause any hassle, but… I literally have nowhere else to go."

Bekki grinned at her. "Hospitality is us. If you can put up with that over there, you can put up with anything."

"Don't mind my baby sister." Davis replied. "She's just bitter that I am the chosen first born. So sad when jealously causes such rot."

"Only by 36 minutes." Bekki told him. "I don't consider that much of a head start."

"Ah, it's enough for me." Davis told her, patting her on the head.

"Do you two ever stop?" Mattie asked. "Or do you just enjoy the sound of your own voices?"

The twins exchanged glances.

"She might be extracting the Michael from us." Davis said.

"She's taking the piss." Bekki told him.

Mattie just grinned at them.

The twins linked arms with her and marched down the road.

"Where are we going?" Mattie asked.

"To see the sights." Bekki told her. "Maybe something in this delightful little backwater that we like to call home, will jog your memory."