Title: The Day We Died

Author: Shannon – shannyfish

Disclaimer: I do not own "Haven" or its characters, Syfy and other people do. This is merely for entertainment purposes only.

Rating: PG-13

Summary: When Duke is confronted by friends of Reverend Driscoll that promise to give him the answers he so desperately wants, will he sacrifice everyone and everything he holds dear? How will the town of Haven be forever changed? Audrey/Nathan

Warning: All of Season 2 is fair

Author's Note: This fic takes place after the events in 02.10 "Who, What, Where, Wendigo?" Reviews make me happy :D And I'll write faster too! So, keep that in mind! And yes…I totally stole the title from the Fringe episode!

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Chapter 6 – "Different Lives"

Audrey couldn't sleep. Things felt wrong and she had this nagging feeling that everything was completely wrong. She'd been checked out by the doctors at the hospital, she was fine. They said that it was probably amnesia and that she'd most likely remember soon. It wasn't comforting as far as she was concerned. She lie awake and when he moved beside her, she took the opportunity to get out of bed.

Her things were there, all of her things. It wasn't her kind of place to live though. There was no order to it and there was no Audrey-ness infused in anything there (save for her things that were about). There was no compromise within those walls.

Pulling on jeans, she buttoned them and then stepped into her boots which were nearby. She didn't bother with her bra. She didn't plan on being up quite that long or really seeing anyone. Audrey snatched her jacket from where she'd hung it earlier. She pulled it on and zipped it up. Quietly, she snuck above deck.

Staring out at the water, it clicked…the hard truth of her current reality. She didn't know what to trust. This didn't feel right. It felt like she should be going left but everyone was telling her to go right. How could the Cape Rouge be her home? How could she be in a romantic relationship with Duke Crocker? She didn't like the boat and it didn't really look like she lived there… And though he seemed like a good guy, she didn't really feel a spark there. He was charming, yes, but that was all he really had going for him. If she wanted just charming she was sure she could just lust after any prince in any Disney movie.

She'd fallen asleep briefly since they'd arrived at the Cape Rouge. She'd dreamt, but it had been more like a nightmare. It was enough to make her question everything and keep her up now. Audrey had dreamt that she was in the darkness. She remembered the absolutely vivid feeling of being terrified that the whole world was going to end. Maybe it did? And in this dream, she'd been calling Nathan's name. She remembered being held and how that made it feel like the world was keep turning. She didn't feel like that with Duke. Actually, she'd shrugged out of his embrace the first chance she'd gotten and had scooted all the way to the other edge of the bed before she'd finally gotten up.

"Why don't I remember?" she asked aloud. It wasn't to anyone in particular. She just was frustrated, with herself more than anything. For the most part, her life as she'd been told seemed right. Her name was Audrey Parker, though maybe that's not who she really was…but that's as the town of Haven knew her. She was an FBI agent, now Haven Police Officer and she'd come there for answers.

"It's a bit late," came a voice.

Audrey turned to see Duke standing behind her. Could she run? Would that be horrible of her? Would it be wrong of her to tell him that she really couldn't stand being there right now? "I couldn't really sleep…"

"Did I tell you about the first time we met?" Duke asked.

"No," Audrey asked as she turned back to stare out at the water.

"You were on the docks and a lightning strike hit an electrical box near you. You were blasted into the water. Unconscious and drowning. Lucky for you, I'm always eager to save damsels in distress. I fished you out, put you in dry clothes, and let you sleep in my bed. Of course when you woke up you were very cross with me."

"A girl likes to be conscious for having her clothes removed most times," Audrey told him over her shoulder before turning back to the water.

"That and I tried to be nice and give you a replacement phone and instead you were upset because of the replacement I got you…"

"It was a princess phone," she responded like it was nothing. Audrey stopped for a moment; she suddenly realized that that was something that she remembered. She did remember that. At that time, she was fairly new in Haven. She was still FBI.

"That's right…" he said slowly. "Is that all you remember?"

"For now," she whispered. His hands snaked around her waist and she shivered. "Will I sound horrible if I tell you I honestly can't sleep here?"

He was silent for a moment, probably processing things. "The doctor said that things may be uncomfortable and hard for you at first."

"I guess it's hard when nothing feels like home because you just can't remember what home feels like or where it is," Audrey told him. She hoped that he'd accept her response. In part it was true, but in part she knew that there was something wrong. She couldn't place her finger on it, not yet…but she would.

"I'm pretty sure your old bed is still up in the apartment above the Gull."

"The Gull?"

"The Grey Gull… My restaurant and bar."

Audrey nodded. "Right."

"You don't remember?"

"No."

"Well, I'm sure you will."

. . .

Audrey had slept only two hours at the Grey Gull and then had made her way into the station without seeing Duke that mornings. She'd purposely left before he had told her he was going to arrive. She just couldn't do it. She needed her space. Him being in Haven was too close for her at the moment. She'd arrived and found her desk and then had fallen asleep at it about fifteen minutes later.

"Sleeping on the job?"

She was nudged and her consciousness pushed away the nudging. She just wanted to sleep. The station, at her desk, felt more like home than the Cape Rouge or the Grey Gull had felt. She just wanted a couple of hours and then she would be good.

"Parker."

That voice. She stirred. Nathan. Her mind flashed back to the black void that she'd dreamt of before. Her heart raced and her breathing matched. Terror filled her mind and she so desperately wanted to grasp the comfort in those arms she remembered. She was nudged again, this time a bit harder. "Nathan!" she screamed and found herself sitting up and wide awake.

"Um…yes?"

She turned to find her boss. Chief Nathan Wuornos standing there looking quite shocked and quite confused. She was pretty sure that there was something really wrong with dreaming about your boss. "Um…sorry…"

"I just wanted to let you know that you're cleared."

"Cleared?"

"Apparently you shot Reverend Driscoll—"

"I shot a reverend?"

"If it makes you feel any better you were defending a girl."

"You'd think I would remember something so big," Audrey said as she turned in the chair to face him fully. "That seems like it would be a really big deal in Haven…"

"If it makes you feel any better, when I looked at the picture I didn't feel bad about it."

Audrey tilted her head. "Are you trying to tell me that you don't care that he's dead?"

"Well, I'm not sad, that's for sure," Nathan said as he lifted his mug of coffee to his lips. "Actually, I was sort of happy."

"You're going to burn yourself," she chastised as she got to her feet and stole the cup away. She sipped it and then made a face. "You've really got to be careful, Nathan. This thing may need like ten minutes before it's really cool enough to drink." Audrey stopped and just stared at the cup like it was the best thing in her life. What she'd done, she knew she'd done it before. It felt right. Besides sleeping at her desk, this was the first thing that had truly felt right to her.

It was like a huge puzzle piece had fallen in place. She stared up at him. "Have you remembered anything?" she asked. Audrey knew that they had said that Nathan was suffering from amnesia as well, but she wondered if anything felt wrong to him as well. Maybe they could help each other put the pieces into place.

"Not really…" Nathan said. "You?"

"Besides the coffee thing? No," Audrey admitted. "Everything feels wrong, though. Duke says I live there on the Cape Rouge with him…that we're a couple. It doesn't feel right."

"Well you don't remember, so shouldn't it feel weird?"

"But this," she said motioning to him and then back to her. "This feels so right to me."

"I don't know…"

"Can we close the door for a minute?" she asked glancing over to the door. He nodded and then closed it. She set his coffee down and turned back to him. "I had this dream…it was more like a nightmare… I was having it right before you woke me up. I was in the dark, but I think you were there too. It was frightening…"

"The dark?"

Audrey shrugged. "I never said it made sense. I just know that there was something to fear. I think you held me…and I remember calling your name."

"That's…weird…"

She felt frustration filling her again. Audrey wished Nathan had remembered something. She found herself flinging herself at him, hugging him, hoping that it would bring up some memories. Audrey held him tight and his arms returned the hug after a minute. It felt like lightning struck as she closed her eyes. It was like her life flashed back before her eyes. She knew who she was…she knew who Nathan was…what he meant to her…and she knew that Duke had been lying.

Audrey gasped and pulled back after a moment. "Please tell me that you remember too. If I'm stuck in some kind of day loop again, I may just let myself get hit by the car this time."

"Don't say things like that," Nathan said quite seriously. He reached out and pulled her back to him, wrapping his arms around her before placing a kiss on her head. "Did Duke hurt you?"

She shook her head. "He acted like we were together."

"Did he…"

"No," Audrey said quickly. "I really just didn't want to be near him… Plus, you know girls are pretty good at excuses…especially when they've been recently hospitalized."

"I'm going to kill him…"

"Shhh…" she cooed and then pulled away. She walked to the door and made sure that the blinds were closed. She didn't need anyone looking into her office…the office that she and Nathan had shared for so long.

"What are you doing?"

"Duke's obviously up to something," Audrey told him. "I think some of those men were the rev's men."

"Probably… Dwight was there, but I haven't seen him since we came back," Nathan said. "Back up was supposed to be coming, but maybe someone called them off…" He stared at her for a long minute. "We can't just let this slide… I know that Duke's your friend…but…"

"I'm just saying that maybe we should let this play out for a little bit longer," Audrey said. "Except I plan on not stepping a foot on the Cape Rouge…" She shuddered slightly at the memory of Duke touching her bare skin.

Nathan frowned at her. He didn't like it. He honestly wanted to find Dwight and send him on a mission to bash some sense into Duke and then banish him from Haven. It seemed like between him and Audrey that Duke had had a million chances to make things up to both of them…but here he was screwing things up again.

"If we do this, Nathan, maybe we can find out about that house…" Audrey told him. "What if that's what happened twenty-seven years ago? What if that's why no one remembers what happened to the Colorado Kid?"

"They just transported a house onto the shores of Haven and then made it disappeared once it wiped everyone's memories?" Nathan asked. "We taking pages out of Star Trek now?"

Audrey shrugged. "I didn't say it was the best explanation, but you saw it… It was gone when we woke up. What else could have happened? Houses don't just disappear like that."

"We should go back…"

"We can't…not right now…"

Nathan leaned back against her desk and crossed his arms over his chest. He stared at her. "Last night, you know what I did?"

"What?"

"I stared at my calendar and wondered why I was so happy to be going on vacation in two weeks…"

Audrey stopped and looked at him. "The vacation…"

"I don't care what the hell Duke decided to do. If this is some kind of coup… As far as I'm concerned, when we hit vacation day, we're getting into the bronco and going up for a few days of relaxation…" Nathan told her. "I'm not letting him take that from us."

She walked towards him and reached out to take his hands, unfolding them from how he'd had them on his chest. "We'll go on our vacation," she promised as she squeezed his hands. "I promise… Let's just let this play out for a couple more days…see where they're going with this…"

"Duke and the rev's men could have someone watching us…" Nathan told her. "They could already know that we know…"

"I doubt that thought that us touching would break that spell," Audrey told him. She let his hands fall and then walked around to the other side of him. She picked up the coffee and sipped it again. "Mmmm…it's good now…" she told him after taking a quick sip and then a longer one. "I think I want a cup now…" She passed it to him.

He took it, grateful for her watching out for him. "We'll give it three days," he told her. "That's it."

Audrey nodded.

"I'm going to ask Dwight to keep an eye on you," Nathan told her.

"I can take care of myself," Audrey said as she leaned against her desk, standing next to him.

"I'm more worried about Duke," Nathan state honestly. "I've known him all my life, remember? I know what he's capable and I know how his mind works. It'll make me feel better if there's someone keeping an eye on you. If I could do it, I would…but I need to keep up appearances and play my role in all of this…"

She sighed and then nodded. "That's true…"

"He'll keep his distance."

"And if Duke crosses the line?"

"I'll make sure I give him permission to break something," Nathan told her.

She shook her head.

"I'm dead serious."

"Oh, I know you are," she said with a slight laugh. "I may break something of Duke's, though, if that happens before Dwight can get there."

"That's fine. I guarantee you that Duke will deserve anything that's coming to him," Nathan said. "Especially after this…"

"You've been in here a while with the blinds closed…" Audrey pointed out. She was sad to make him go, but he couldn't hide out in there. If his father was still alive or someone else was chief, then they'd have reason to both hide out there together…but that wasn't the case anymore. "I'm sorry," she whispered and kissed his cheek.

"It's not your fault."

"Playing along is my idea," Audrey confessed. "But I'm suddenly so happy to remember you and us…and I don't really want to let that go…"

"I know," he whispered sadly. "Three days," Nathan repeated. He moved away from her desk and headed for the door. He opened the door and turned back towards her, trying to use a stern tone. "I better not catch you sleeping on your desk again, Parker."

"Sorry, Sir," she said quickly trying not to laugh.

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TBC…