Chapter 11: "I'm Mike, Mike Wheeler. And, this is..."

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***Young and Beautiful: Lana Del Rey***

"I think we should go back downstairs," He said, he caressed the top of her hair, playing with her hair. She nodded."I don't have clothing for you... But I think a T-shirt and a pair of shorts will do fine." He got out of bed and started looking through his closet. She looked away, with a small smile. She forgot they were still naked.  He threw some clothing on the bed. He got dressed, wearing a white button-up and a pair of black pants. He rolled up his sleeves, exposing his forearms. She stood up, putting her underwear back on. She put on the shorts. They were too big for her, but it was manageable. She then put on the T-shirt, which arrived right at the top of her knees. 

"Ok... Maybe we will go get you some clothing tomorrow, " he laughed. She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like she was only wearing a t-shirt. It wasn't very flattering. She blushed.

"Stop laughing," She said with a shy smile. 

"Hmm," He smiled. He walked towards her and planted a kiss on her lips, before walking away in the corridor. She looked at his back, walking behind him.  She then saw a flash of him wearing the white uniform from the lab, covered in blood. She stopped and blinked a few times. He turned around, to look at her. He was wearing his regular clothing again. A white button-up, but there was no blood on it. Was she going crazy...?

"Everything okay?" He asked. 

"Yeah... yeah, I'm okay." She said while looking down. He nodded and walked away. She took a deep breath, then followed him. They walked down the stairs. 

 "Go tell the two of them to come back up, I'll get started on making us something to eat." He said.

"Okay," She walked towards the door of the basement and open it. 

"Come up you two!" She said at the top of the staircase. She walked away towards the kitchen, admiring the decorations of the home. The living room was gorgeous and had high-quality furniture. To the left, there was the dining room, with a large table. A crystal chandelier was hanging over the table. She continued walking and finally reached the kitchen. The room had high ceilings and lots of windows. She sat down, at one of the counters watching him taking things out of the fridge. Twelve walked in and sat down next to her. 

"Where is Eleven?" She asked

"I don't know, she said she wanted to see something outside." Twelve shrugged. She felt her heart drop. 

"What???? Did she specify what?Where?"

"No..." Twelve replied with a sigh. She looked at Peter.

"I'll go looking for her. You stay here, and make sure he doesn't go anywhere." He said before walking away, towards the back door. The door closed, and it was silence. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't know... She said to not tell you," Twelve said.

"No, no, it's okay Twelve...Twelve... Have you ever thought about what was your real name?"

"Mmh... No? Always been Twelve." He shrugged.

"What about... To start fresh, we give you a new name? And you call me by my real name."

"Mh... Okay! I don't know what to call myself...." 

"What about Noah?" She proposed. 

"Noah sounds nice!" He replied. 

"Well,  Noah, It's nice to meet you, I'm Y-n," She said with a smile. 

"Y-n... It's a very pretty name!" He smiled.

"Thank yo-" She got cut off by Peter entering the room.

"I can't find her, Twenty would you come with me to look for her?" He said. 

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