Chapter 11

He opened the door to see his Uncle Troy standing there. “Was I…”

“I’ve been told I need to take a look inside your head to see if I can help you figure out why you know things.” He smirked. “Your father’s words.”

“Oh.” He glanced back into the room and then opened the door wider. He preferred it being just the two of them if they were doing this.

His uncle inclined his head and then walked into his room. “Can you explain a bit more what your issue is?”

Abe closed the door and then blew out a breath. “I see memories that aren’t mine.” He hesitated when his uncle motioned to the chair. “I have seen fighting and things that lead me to believe they were from a prehistoric time,” he shrugged out of his jacket and went over to the chair, “and I’ve seen the circle of stones, or I think it’s those ones.”

“Interesting.” He motioned to the chair again.

Abe sat down. He wasn’t comfortable with this at all. “I asked Aunt Crissy about it, and she said I must be seeing things that have happened,” his uncle pulled the padded stool over, “but I know I didn’t do these things.”

“You’ve always had them?”

Abe nodded.

“Relax, this is painless, and unless you have a mental ability, you won’t even know I’m there.”

“Okay,” he nodded again, “I’m just,” he rolled his shoulders, trying to relax, “nervous, you know, what it it’s something bad.”

“I wouldn’t worry about that, Crissy would have seen if something was off with your aura, and Rae would know if it was a health issue.”

“Really?” How had he missed that? “Uncle…”

“Troy.”

Abe nodded. “Troy, do we have to share what you see with everyone?”

“Not unless it’s pertinent.” His uncle held his look, “but recent events in our lives tell us that nothing seems to happen at random right now.” He shrugged, “who knows, you may hold the key to unraveling a lot.”

Abe sucked in a breath and then blew it out slowly. He nodded, “Do it.” He closed his eyes and concentrated on breathing slowly. He kept them closed, not wanting to see his uncle. He knew what he could do but hadn’t watched it before. Abe found something else to do whenever he or Kara were setting to do it to prisoners.

He tried to keep his mind blank, but of course, whenever you attempted to not think about something, that was when you thought about too much.

“Relax.” His uncle sounded amused.

Abe nodded and then wondered if he should even move while he was doing this.

“Abraham, Kara can hear thoughts. I’m looking at memories that aren’t affected by current thoughts or movement.”

“Sorry. I’ve spent a few hundred years wondering about it and trying to figure it out, and now I’m going to. It’s nerve-wracking.”

“Mmm,” was the only response his uncle made.

Abe opened his eyes and looked to see that Troy wasn’t looking at him; he had his head tilted and was looking at the floor.

“You’re not wrong about the memories of a prehistoric man. It wasn’t your body, but it was your memory. As is,” he paused, and Abe looked at him again to see his uncle’s brows were furrowed as he focused on something, “I’m going to say your soul has been around a very long time, you have knowledge from every era, and period in history going back,” he looked at him, “a very long time.”

Abe blew out a breath, he wasn’t crazy. “Why do you think that is?”

Troy shook his head, “I have no idea, but you’re not losing your mind, and the things you see really did happen.”

Abe stared at the floor for a moment and then jumped up, “So maybe I see things that we need?”

“I guess we’ll find out as we go.” He got up and studied him for a moment. “Growing up like you did shouldn’t have happened,” his expression was pained, “and I can’t change that, but we can prevent it for many others.”

Abe put his jacket back on, “I’m glad to be here.”

“We’re happy about it too, things are going to get busy now that we’re back doing what we’re meant.” Troy smirked, “the more bodies to help, the better.”

Abe had a lot to think about. It was good them being memories was confirmed, but now he wondered why. There had to be a reason for him to have them and none of the others. “I better get to the acclimation chamber.”

“Yes, Bastian will be harassing them to open the door.” Troy grinned, “I have prisoners’ heads to look in.”

Abe went over and opened the door. “Things are going to get crazy now, aren’t they?”

Troy smirked. “I’m not sure if you’ve been paying attention, but things are always a little crazy around here.” He went out into the hallway. “Ever since Daxx marched into my office and started threatening people.” He didn’t wait for him, just continued down the hall.

Abe rubbed the back of his neck, he was all for a little action, but he wasn’t sure he was the one that could handle crazy every single day.