Jackkeh quite enjoyed the morning show. Jon pressed a steak fork or whatever people called them into Mary's shoulder. It bent. He smashed a rolling pin into the back of her head. It splintered. Jackkeh stifled a laugh when Jon when to bang to large frying pans on either side of her head. She turned and gave Jon an annoyed look. They whispered between each other and he left.

Mary looked at Jackkeh. He gave her a dull look. The act was over. It was impossible to keep up. Ray asked him where she was going when she left later that day dressed in black. Jackkeh shook his head. "Can't she get a moment to herself for herself! Jeeze!" Jackkeh through his arms into the air and stalked off.

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"Are there more of us?" Jon needed to at least know that much. "There were…they all died." It hurt her to lie. She didn't know all that much about how they came about so she had to improvise. But it hurt to say Jackkeh was no one. "So who's Jackkeh? Not yours?" Jon asked firmly. Mary didn't answer. Her eyes hardened. "Who are we to each other?" "…Brother and sister." She tried. Jon looked at her with an indefinable expression. "That's a lie." "No!" "Yes it is!" "No I'm your sister!" "Sisters don't kiss brothers the way you kissed me last night! You're lying! Deals off!" Jon took off. "Get your ass back here!!"

Jackkeh watched from building tops as the two 'super beings' almost literally tore each other apart. He looked up. They had started the storm. Others may see. He looked as they crashed into a building. One he knew to be a building where Ray worked. This was not good. He jumped down. People screamed and he crashed into the cement and dashed off to them.

"Leave!" He shouted. Jon and Mary looked at him. "What?" Jon questioned him, it looked to Jackkeh as if the man was about to cry. Jackkeh pointed to the building the crashed into. "Ray works there! Shuh! Get gone before he sees you!" Jon stood and pulled Mary up with him. They ran. Flying would bring them attention.

Jackkeh looked back up at the building. He saw Ray staring down at him with confusion. He shrugged and gave a feeble smile. He wouldn't mind being famous. He'd just have to change his look so as to not bring to much attention to himself.

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Jon and Mary landed back at his trailer. "I want the truth now! What the hell were you talking about! How did the others die! And who is Jackkeh! Really!?" Jon shouted. He was close to hysteria. Jackkeh appeared beside them. "I think Ray knows. He said he knows he saw two people. Not one."

Jon looked at Mary. "The only ones huh?" Mary didn't look at him. Jon shook his head. "No…no more. I'm not gunna have anything else to do with this until everything is cleared up." Jackkeh looked to his mother. Mary turned to him with a lost expression. Jackkeh shrugged. "Hey I'm not the parent here. Or the adult."

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Mary sat with Ray, Jon, and Jackkeh at the island in the kitchen. "I'm going to explain this as best I can without trying to confuse anyone….so please don't interrupt me." Jon and Ray nodded. Jackkeh saw how upset Ray looked. He must have been sad and lost. 'Oh well!' Jackkeh's mind chimed.

"Alright…okay…we're born in pairs. All of out kind were. I'm not sure if somehow we mutated here or what happened. All I know is that somehow we ended up here. Thousands of us. The others…they all…paired up, and died after a while." Mary started. Ray held up a hand. "So wait…what does that mean?"

"…Technically…he's my husband." She motioned to Jon who sat across from her. Ray looked between them. Jon whistled. "Holy shit." He mumbled. Ray looked so lost now. He looked at Jackkeh.

He saw it now. How could he have missed it. The way he furrowed his brow and tightened his jaw when something confused him. The attitude was so much like Jon's. His face seemed just like Jon's but not as sharpened or grown into. Jackkeh stared right back at him with Mary's hazel eyes.

"He's Hancock's son?" Ray mumbled. Mary nodded. Jon looked at Jackkeh. The boy looked up at him. He offered a smile. Ray shook his head. He couldn't deal with this right now. He got up and went to the back door. He didn't slam it as he went.

There was a long silence between the three that remained. Jon was staring at Mary and she was staring at the table and Jackkeh was looking out a window at a bird. "Jackkeh go up to your room." Mary whispered. He nodded and quietly slipped off his stool and ascended the stairs without a sound.

Mary finally looked up at Jon. He looked confused and angry. "You left me alone?" "You didn't remember anything." "From the accident? Eighty years ago?" Mary nodded. "Tell mw what happened. I wanna know."

"We were living in Miami. There was a new movie playing." Mary started looking back down at the table. Jon seemed to understand something. "Frankenstein." He said to himself. Mary nodded. "Later…when we were walking home," Jon let the woman take his hand. "We were going down a side street (???) and you took my hand and you held it so tight." Mary smiled. "Jackkeh had been with us. He had run off ahead of us. You were calling him back when it happened."

Jon looked confused again. "What happened?" Mary hesitated. "They hit you so hard and there was so much blood." Jon looked down at their hands. That's how that fracture happened. Whoever had done it was nothing more than a coward though, to attack someone with their back turned. Jon's jaw tightened.

"…You left me alone." Jon mumbled. "I thought it would be best. To keep us apart." Mary tried to explain but Jon got more upset. "And Jackkeh?" He looked at her. "I had…a family. And because of what you thought was best…you kept it from me." Mary didn't say anything. What was there to say. Something clawed at her throat. She saw it was guilt. It wanted to pry her mouth open to say something. To say sorry. But her pride wouldn't let her, and it wouldn't help him anyways.

Jon gave a sarcastic chuckle. He pulled his hand away from Mary's and went upstairs. She knew why. So she simply went to the couch and waited. He'd come back down to talk when he was calm.

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Jackkeh stared out the window. He saw someone walk into his room from his peripheral vision, he looked around. Jon sat on the edge of his bed. "…You knew didn't you." It wasn't a question. "Course I did. I was in my late twenties when it happened." Jon looked at his hands. "She told you not to say anything, didn't she?" Jackkeh nodded. "I wasn't mean to you was I?" Jon continued to look at her hands. Jackkeh shook his head.

"Nope. You hardly raised your voice to me. Mom always said I was a much better kid than most." Jackkeh nodded to himself. "She's waiting for you ya know." He wasn't the one who needed to be talked to. Jon sighed. "Yeah." Jackkeh waited for him to move, he didn't. "…Gooooo." He coaxed. Jon gat a snort of laughter. He stood and walked back out, leaving the door open as he went. Jackkeh went back to staring out the window.

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Jon sat heavily beside Mary, who was apparently…his wife…who had abandoned him when he obviously needed someone the most. Jon sighed. "Well…" Mary nodded. "Yeah." There was a small section of silence before the two laughed quietly.

"So…," Jon became serious. "what you were shouting about before…did it really not work?" Mary shook her head. "No…it did. Maybe it went to well that's what got to me. You loved me and Jackkeh so much I thought it would hurt you. You were ready to protect people and save lives….and it was so easy for you." Jon noticed how her voice seemed awed. He felt a twinge of pride.

"Why did you leave then?" They couldn't look at each other, neither honestly understood why. Maybe it would bring out something crude or raw or something just to strong to hold in anymore. Something Jon had long forgotten about but craved to remember. "We were getting weak….turning human again. I had to. It was something we did every time it happened. I just figured we'd both be stronger if we stayed away."

Something formed in the back of Jon's brain that wormed and clawed it's way to the forefront. "You love Ray right? Why not have a family with him then? Wouldn't that make forgetting everything easier for you?" Mary shook her head again. "Not possible." "Huh?" Mary chuckled. "We're tied to each other. We can't have children or anything like that with anybody else. There's no way around it. Even though Ray wanted it." "Did you?" "Honestly, no."

Mary took his hand without looking at him still. "I remember when I told you…you were so happy." Jon understood what she was talking about. "Were you happy?" Jon asked curiously. "Of course I was happy. How could I not have been." It wasn't really a question. Jon finally looked at her. Her hazel eyes moved to meet his own brown eyes. The darkness around them suddenly became very apparent. "Are my memories ever going to come back?" Mary nodded slowly. "The doctors said they would if you were…reintroduced to familiar things." "Still time?" "There's always time."

Jon sat back and looked straight ahead. Looking at the blonde made his heart feel tight. Like he had no air. He felt a pressure on his chest. He glanced down to see that Mary had moved over and had laid her head on his chest. Her left hand resting on his ribcage. He looked back up to the window. He snapped his eyes shut as a pain whipped through his skull.

"Dad?"

Laughter

"He's almost here."

"Hello."

Smiles

"What's your name?"

"Mary. Yours?"

Held hands

"Look at us."

"Jordan."

Kisses

Jon opened his eyes and scratched at the back of his head. "Mary?" She shifted. "Hm?" Jon lowed his hand. "What's my real name?" "Jordan." She replied sleepily. Jon nodded. Not to far off. The back glass door slid open. Jon didn't look up and Mary didn't move. The whispering voices made it clear who it was. "Hancock's here!?" An excited whisper. "Shh…yeah he is. But we gotta be quiet. Go on up to bed okay?" A returned whisper.

Footsteps went up the stairs. Louder ones rounded the corner. Jon finally looked up. Ray was staring at them with no real emotion on his face. "What are you doing?" Ray asked with a tinge of anger. "Sitting." Jon answered plainly. He looked down at Mary. The reason she wasn't moving was because she had fallen asleep. "She's sleeping…so calm down." Jon looked back at the other man.

Ray looked angry and walked off upstairs. Mary shifted but didn't wake up. Jon sighed. 'What did you get yourself into this time?'

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