Chapter 8 Who is Meg?

Meg recovered in the middle of the night. She opened her eyes to find everyone around her sleeping. Especially Jo was in a deep sleep and it was clear to Meg that she was exhausted. The room was sticky and Meg felt the need for some fresh air so she carefully stood up, not wanting to wake anyone. Just a breath of the cool breeze to clear her mind.

She recalled they were still on the beach as she exited the trailer, hearing the late song of the sea. She sat down on the stairs, staring into the distance. She was afraid to close her eyes; she knew she would see them. Until a few hours ago she couldn't care less about the place she came from, about her parents. She had put all that behind her long ago. And now…

Her thoughts got interrupted by doors opened and slammed and she smiled. Everything was perfectly fine, she had Jo. The rest were just details she would sort out in time.

- Meg! Are you out of your mind leaving like this and scaring me to death? Jo jumped out of the trailer.

Meg stood up with slow moves and after gazing at Jo's amazing face she embraced the woman.

- Tell me I have you back for good. Tell me you are here to stay; Meg whispered trying to hold her tears back. I know I promised to never ask you anything but…

- Hush Meg; Jo stroked the woman's red hair. You can ask anything you want of me. In fact I want you to ask of me. I want you to teach me how to live and how to love you. But also you have to promise me you won't ever do such a thing again!

- I can't, Jo. That's a partnership. You have my back, I have yours. I always tried to, didn't really succeeded.

- And I just have to accept that? Jo looked into Meg's eyes.

- Yes. You'll have to try.

Jo's hands stroked Meg's cheeks and neck and she bent her head, kissing the woman fervently.

- What happened in your mind, Meg?

- Many things, I…found out…she sighted. I did end its existence as it wished, but with a price. Actually I don't know if it's a price or a prize. Does the name Grey tell you anything?

- You mean like in that show you and Sei used to watch?

- No; she laughed softly, not that. I mean as a name.

- No…not really.

- Ok, if you ever put me through something like this I swear to my father's name I am going to kick your ass! Takane's voice broke the silence of the night.

- Deal; Meg laughed and embraced the woman.

- Good grief, too many emotions; Amy sighted going back into the trailer.

- In fact…Amy, I need to ask you something; Meg said and entered after her.

- Welcome back, Meg; Leo said relieved.

- What is it? Amy yawned.

- Can you search a name for me? Philip Grey, New York?

- Let's see; the girl tapped her fingers fast. Yes, Philip Grey CEO of Grey, Grey and Partners was the head of a computer company, also building robots. Later they started building weapons.

- Basically all parts that are not made in Japan come from that company; Leo said. Even Django is half build with parts from that company.

- But he died. 25 years ago, he was murdered in an ambush on his house. Together with him died his wife Marianne Grey. Their only daughter Margaret Grey vanished after this and was never found, but also declared death. M…

Amy turned to look at Meg, being the only one to understand it.

- Why do you ask, Meg? Jo placed her hand around the woman's back.

- Because…I think he was my father; she whispered.

Silence filled the room; Leo let himself fall in a chair.

- Do you even know what you are saying? Leo's voice sounded husky. This company controls the biggest part of weapon supplies all over the world. And off the record it controls the world. Basically peace is a high price we all pay to Grey, Grey and Partners. They have people infiltrated in the American government, heck even the president might be Grey's butler. Every 5 year old child knows that, but no one talks about it. And you are telling me you are the daughter of Philip Grey?

- That is what the synthetic life showed me. I don't know, maybe I imagined it.

- What exactly did you see? Leo bent towards her.

- Some distant memory from when I was a baby. The murder…

- Describe me your parents.

- My mother was red haired like me, blue eyes, my father blonde, I can't really recall his eyes, but he was wearing glasses. And…and he had a mark on his hand…she lowered her voice. A spot of lighter skin like…

- Like the mark on your back? Jo asked.

Meg looked at her and nodded.

- By the way why is it called Grey, Grey and Partners? Takane asked.

- Because it was also led by Mathew Grey, his brother. The one to remain in charge; Amy replied.

- You know what? This day was much too long to begin with and I am exhausted. I don't want to think about it anymore; Meg turned to leave.

- Meg you don't understand of you are his daughter then…Leo tried stopping her.

- I said I don't want to think about it now. Tomorrow. Good night.

She left the room and Jo wanted to follow.

- Jo, wait a second; Leo said. You have to explain to her: If she is the rightful heir then a big part of the company is hers. Which means Meg has enormous power regarding this world. Do you know the things that happen out there? Do you know she could control all this? It's not a choice; it is a duty, Jo!

- Well, I never knew you were such an activist for peace; the woman smirked. I'll talk to her.

- Do that. Night.

Jo found Meg staring at the ceiling. She took off her clothes and laid besides the woman supporting her head in her palm.

- What now, Meg?

- Now…she turned to Jo wandering her fingers on the woman's collarbone and small breast.

- No, no, Meg as much as I would like to jump on you, right now these is not the solution; she stopped her.

- Oh, don't start as well; she rolled on her front pulling the pillow over her head. I don't have a problem as long as I have you, so what solution do I need?

- Meg…tell me what you feel.

She looked from under her pillow a little amused.

- Tell you what I feel? Jo you…you get bored when I speak of such things.

- That not fair, Meg, I try my best. Well, I didn't in the past, but I will try now. Besides, then I was just a lifeless body now I am starting to feel. So give me a chance for crying out loud!

- Jo…I didn't want to offend you; Meg took the woman's hand in hers. But I also don't want to be burden for you.

- A b…Jo laughed pulling Meg in her arms. You are the best thing that happened to me, Meg.

Meg tucked her face in Jo's lap.

- What should I? she whispered.

- I think…from what Leo said, this is not just about you. If you truly are who you think you are you have power and that in your hands could be used just wisely. So if you ask me, we should leave for New York and find out.

- Would you come with me?

- Now what silly question is that? I think all will come with you. Let's go Meg, let's find out who you are.

- Yes…you might be right; she said falling asleep in an instance.

Jo smirked looking at her.

- So much for me jumping all over you; she caressed the woman's nap.

New York

Meg looked up at the old building sighting relieved as it still existed and it still hosted abandoned children. Yet again a shiver went down her spine thinking of the days spent there and she was almost on the edge of abandoning everything. But then she met Jo's gaze and she couldn't look like a coward in front of her. She held her breathe and entered with Jo, leaving the others to wait at a café on the other side of the street. As she walked through the corridors some children ran in front of her, teachers chasing after them. She stopped as she saw the big wooden door of the principal and Jo knocked for her. They entered the woman looking up.

- May I help you? she asked.

She had aged. A lot.

- I don't know if you remember me, but I came for some answers; Meg said.

The principal arranged her glasses on her nose trying to recall Meg.

- A lot of children come around here, I sometimes forget some.

- Yes, just that I don't know if I am who I think I am. And I want you to tell me.

- And who should you be?

- You always called me Meg. But my name should be Margaret Grey.

There was no expression on the principal's face.

- No, I don't recall of any name like that. But I do recall you Meg. The police found you, abandoned. I named you that because it was the first thing that came to my mind. And from what I know Margaret Grey is dead, so it can't be you.

- She is lying; Jo said.

- No, I am not…

- You are lying; her cold voice made the woman's blood freeze in her veins. And if you won't tell her the truth I swear I will rip your heart from your chest and feed you with it.

- Jo! Meg's cheeks turned red. Stop it; she said through her teeth.

- As I said, to me Margaret Grey is dead! The principal repeated. And it's better she stays like that if she cares for her life.

- Doesn't make any sense to me; Jo said.

- It does, Jo; Meg sighted. Look…if I am her it's your duty to tell me.

- I declared her dead myself. It's better for her; the woman looked down at her papers.

- That is not your choice to make.

- Look Meg, be a smart kid and get out of here. Get out of New York never think of it again. I gave you a chance to have a normal life.

- My life hasn't been anything but normal. So it didn't work out, I want my true life back. So give it back to me.

The principal thought for a second and growled long. She stood up and took out a file.

- Your baby sitter was supposed to come and get you, but you ran away. When she came I told her you are dead. I have no idea where she is; she said handing Meg a file. Here you go, your whole life.

- Thank you; Meg said and stood up.

- Good luck you will need it as you need air.

They exited the old building and sat down at the cafe with the others.

- Well open it; Takane said.

- Give that to me; Amy grabbed the file looking in it and then searching something on her computer. Looks like she lives at the same address. I guess she wanted to make it easy for you, if you were to be alive.

- So you really are Margaret Grey? Leo asked.

- I guess I am; Meg shrugged.

- Let's go get your life back; Takane said and all stood up.

Jo took Meg by her wrist and pulled her back a little.

- To me you will always be Meg; she said with her usual strong expression.

Meg smiled grateful.

The End.

First of all I want to thank everyone who had the curiosity to read my story. I hope you enjoyed it; after all it was my first story on this site. I also want to thank the ones that reviewed and supported me.

Second of all, as you see, the story is not really finished. I might post a continuation, or I might not, it depends how everything will evolve. For now, I guess I'll give them some rest.

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