We'll pick up where we left off ... where ever that was :P
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"Why do you say that?" I ask quietly, "I'm sure he cares in his own Axil sort of way."
"I hope so," I sniffled, hugging you back. "I guess...I guess the worst part about it is that...it doesn't feel like Axil cares," I whispered, not wanting Axil to hear.
Instinctively I hugged you, "It'll be okay, you'll see the Professor and everything will be fine."
"That's what I'm really afraid of," My lip trembled and my eyes filled with tears.
My jaw dropped, "Oh my God, I'm so sorry this is happening." I said before my eyes widened and filled with even more fear and worry for the boy, "What if he remembers his death?"
"When I was up at my parents' house, my mom said something about it being time for us to leave,and he started crying and panicking that we didn't want him," I sniffed, remembering the fear in my son's eyes. "Th-those are the only ones I know of..."
"I see...as he acted on any other memories or just those two?" I asked, more worried for Flynn than I had been upset with him.
"I think that would be the best thing to do," I told you. "I need to call him later. So that's why he did what he did to Lil. He feels like he loves her because he's had 'dreams' of when they're older..."
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