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Patrick watched as the once happy toddler lost all patience and control. Zander threw himself on the floor, kicking and screaming. Giving Tommy a glare “now look what you’ve done.” Tossing his book aside he scooped up his son “it’s time for your nap” he announced.

“No nap” Zander cried struggling his father’s arms “pway with Unco Tomo.”

Patrick looked at the toddler in his arms then at his brother. Tommy was wearing the same startled expression. “You heard that” Patrick asked sounding as stunned as he felt.

“How could I not” Tommy nodded “but it can’t be.”

“Yeah right” Patrick chuckled “it’s just his way of saying your name.” As he went to put Zander down for his he couldn’t help but wonder what if this was the first hint that their dad’s memories were locked inside this tiny body. How could one mispronounced name cause so much anxiety?

Setting Zander inside his crib Patrick patted his head “you know how to say your uncle’s name.”

The toddler grinned at him. A smile so much like the grin their dad always had when he was teasing them. “Tomee. Tom me. Tommy. To mas. Thomas.” If that wasn’t startling enough Zane giggled adding “dumb ass.”

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Several weeks later Tommy was on his living room floor playing with Zander. The toddlers high pitched squeals showing how much he was enjoying his Uncle’s attention. Looking over his book Patrick gave his younger brother an annoyed scowl. “You could do that in his room” his frustration making his voice gruffer than he intended. He watched as Tommy lifted Zander into the air causing the toddler to squeal even louder.

“It’s not my fault Talon is past the age of enjoying this” he sulked putting Zander on the floor with obvious reluctance.

“Pway” Zander immediately demanded lifting his arms in the air to be lifted again.

“Later” Tommy assured the little boy patting his head.

“Pway” the toddler insisted.

“No” Tommy shook his head standing up “I need to talk to your daddy.”

“Pway now” Zander insisted tugging on his Uncle’s hand.

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Chapter 14 – Advice

A couple of years had passed since Quinn made the proclamation that their son had been marked by darkness. Patrick was lost in thought as he absently watched a bunch of kids of all ages run screami…

Its been a while since I’ve updated this side story. It’s time I bring this up to date with what’s happening in the main story. I had a few more pics I wanted to take but my game decided to crash before I finished so I decided to use the pics I had instead of waiting to get the pics I wanted. Hope you enjoy regardless. Hopefully I’ll have it queued later today. If you want to read it now just go to my WP Blog. 

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“That’s a naughty word” Patrick chided him automatically his thoughts a million miles away and several years in the past.

“That’s what Mom always said when Dad got tired of her nagging me about my name.” Tommy said coming up behind him. “She got mad and called him a dumb ass.”

“She did. She said it at the kitchen table” Patrick smiled remembering it. It was one of the first times he had seen her lose her cool in front of them. She usually waited until they were alone to reprimand their dad for something he’d said or did.

“Dad had said my name in a half a dozen different ways. It was funny” Tommy said staring at the now sleeping two-year old. “Do you think he has all of dad’s memories locked inside him?”

“I don’t know” Patrick shook his head backing from the room. “Let’s not wake the little monster.”

Returning to the living room they were silent both lost in their own thoughts. “It’d be nice to have him back” Tommy admitted “but it’d also be a little weird too. I mean it’s dad and it’s not.”

“It could just be a random deja vu thing” Patrick said sounding as if he were trying to convince himself. “Until he gets older and is able to tell us what he remembers I’m going to treat him just like one of the kids.”