2020-01-26 - Old Memories Resurfaced

Yule awoke with a start from his bed, suddenly sitting upright with enough force the pain that coursed through his leg was an immediate shock through his system, dragging him remorselessly into full alertness.

The beast so close, it's horrible breath washed over him, sending shivers through his bones while Alexander and Patrick tried to help get him free from the brambles.

He instinctively knew that nightmare about the trio as children? Was more than just that. It was too vivid, too real to be anything more than a memory from when he was ten. A Dream that was well before anything else he had experienced, but had some how forgotten about.

The cold sweat that clinged to his face was a stark reminder of how he'd felt back then, unable to process it all. And it's why he hadn't wanted anyone to visit him face to face while he recovered. It had all been a bit too much, too real to be able to struggle with on top of seeing others.

You aren't our real brother...

It's what those shadowy figures that looked just like Natalia, Noelle and Snow had said to him at Seraphim after the experiment had went off. And it was the same fears that his ten year old self, so long ago, struggled with as the Duchannes family had gotten larger, and not just from adoption. His parents were always so kind, so supportive, never once showing any signs of favortism, but...

His own parents didn't even want him!

Yule hadn't ever had that desire to track down his birth parents. Still didn't. And all those little doubts he'd dealt with long ago, or so he thought. But when he saw the shadowy trio turn their backs on him, and then shriek as they melted? It had struck something he thought long ago buried.

He tried to push them all to the side, instead focusing on his injury. With a tug he peeled the sheet away to look at the stitching that had been done up, the repair work of that small but deep wound on his leg. The morgue was in the hospital, right? Surely he could sweet talk them into letting him go down and do his work without too much trouble, to spend time in the comfort of familiar surroundings. It sure seemed better than trying to return to sleep.

With a click, he pushed the call button for the nurse.