Past Unknown

29. We couldn't tell you.

-A/N: Hey guys. I just wanted to place this little warning ahead of the chapter. Most of this chapter is going to be flashback/memories and mostly in Damian's P.O.V.. When you see this symbol (~) that means we're jumping to a different memory. This chapter is mainly going to consist of memories of Damian and Mykie considering this book is about them. Enjoy.-

Damian's P.O.V

~Memories unlocked~

I stand off to the side watching what unfolds before me.

A young Wilson and I are sparring together in the Batcave. Father and Drake both at the Bat-computer behind us. Frustration and anger start to show on Wilson's face. "You're pissing me off. You know that?" She snarks as she swings her sword down towards my legs. "If you are mad, why do you not use that anger? Beat me for once. I know you do not like me, so use that emotion to at least try to get me on my back." I taunt her smirking at her swinging my sword countering her attacks. 

She bellows running at me her sword raised high. She brings it down as she gets closer to me before quickly pulling it away, faking me out before she kicks me in the chest sending me falling to the ground with a thump. She pins me to the floor her sword pressing into my throat lightly as we both breath heavily. "I got you on your back Demon. Looks you were right I did have to use my anger." She remarks smirking herself. "G-get off me Wilson." I demand struggling beneath her. She laughs as she climbs off me her face turning red. 

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I'm transported to the halls of the manor.

I hear voices down one of the side hallways so I follow them. I reach where the sound was coming from only to see myself and Wilson. I'm leaning against the wall opposite from where she's standing with her arms crossed. 

"I feel nothing for you Demon. Absolutely nothing!" Wilson snaps glaring at me. "Is that so?" I taunt her amusement lacing my tone which irritates her more. "Yep. Nothing" She remarks as I take a step towards her away from the wall smirking. I watch her closely as she swallows harshly refusing to back away. I chuckle at her discomfort.

"Relax sweetheart, I am not going to jump on you." I start causing her to relax a little bit before I add whispering in her ear. "Not until you ask me to anyway."  She gasps jumping back away from me. I hear myself chuckle darkly as I stare at her as her eyes widen.

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Everything fades away before revealing I'm back in the cave.

I look around seeing Todd, Father and Pennyworth standing around one of the medical beds talking. I sit off to the side on one of the other beds in the infirmary. Wilson comes rushing into the cave with Drake behind her. "Alfred! What can I do to help?" She hurries out as Pennyworth turns slightly revealing Grayson laying on the bed covered in blood and cuts. "Miss. Mykie. If you would not mind. Master Damian needs to be patched up. It would seem the two young masters got ambushed while on patrol by two-faces men." Pennyworth instructs her. She nods her head before heading over to me as I sit there. 

Wilson doesn't speak a word as she picks up the needle and thread before stepping closer to me. She steps between my spread thighs taking my face in her hands lifting it up to face her, it is only then that she speaks. "This may sting." She warns before she raises the hand gripping the needle. She moves my hair out of the way before she pierces the skin on my forehead stitching up the cut there. My hand instinctually land on her thighs as I briefly hiss as the needle goes through my skin. When she's finished with that wound she ties off the thread before cutting it. She turns a little to the side setting down the needle before turning back towards me. She stands there staring at me her cheeks turning a light shade of pink. I am able to sense the tension emanating off the two of us. She clears her throat before she finally speaks up.