"Who are you?" A simple enough question, right? We've all asked it or have been asked it before. But when Jake heard those words leave Sherry's lips, his heart stopped momentarily. The look in her eyes told him this was no joke, that his best friend and savior, Sherry Birkin truly didn't know who he was. She stared at him as if he were some freak. He stood in shock, mouth slightly agape as he rummaged through his mind trying to find some logical explanation for this. The day had begun as usual. He had gotten back late last night from a mission that had lasted 2 weeks and he crashed hard, sleeping in late. He hadn't heard from Sherry or the other's in about a month but he just summed that up to them being busy with their own jobs. He tried getting a hold of Sherry but it went straight to voice mail. With a sigh, he went for a walk in town, soon ending up in the market. He was admiring some apples on a fruit stand, contemplating buying the shiny red delights when he saw a familiar face flash in the reflections of the damp little fruits. He whirled around with a smile, his eyes landing on the comforting sight of short blonde hair flowing on the gentle mid-afternoon breeze. Her eyes shimmered in the sunlight as she passed right by him without a glance. He cocked his head to the side, watching the young girl in her white sundress, walk on in her delicate tan heels. He smiles, quickly paying for the fruit and calling after her. "Hey, Sherry!" The girl whirled around to look at Jake as he approached. She looked up at him shyly, her voice meek "Sorry, do I know you?" Jake chuckled to himself "I'm gone a couple weeks and you already forgot about me." The girl watched him warily "I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong person." Her voice became a bit sharp. "This guy bothering you Sherry?" A male voice came from behind Jake. He turned to see a man with long blonde hair that hung in his face and a black leather jacket standing behind him. Jake glared at the older man "No Leon. He's harmless. It was just a mistake." Jake felt a pang of hurt shoot through him. Not only did Sherry not recognize him but Leon too. Sherry waved the older man off, ensuring nothing was wrong. Leon moved to a bench nearby where he had originally been seated and watched Jake with cold eyes. Jake stared the man down as Sherry spoke quietly so her companion couldn't hear "Who are you?" She looked into his eyes, unblinking "How do you know my name?" Jake was at a loss for words, finding himself unable to explain. He swallowed the lump of regret that built up in his throat and sighed, looking down for a second before meeting her gaze "You're right. It was a mistake." His words were cold and harsh as he quickly turned on his heels and headed back towards his place, catching the image of Sherry in the reflection of a nearby restaurant. Her eyes followed him for a second, watching him leave before her head slowly drooped and her eyes stared down at the ground as she turned towards Leon. He rose from his spot to console her. He hurt her, unintentionally but that pain couldn't come close to his own silent agony.