Rosetta: A MORFS Universe Story
By Joreymay

An almost teen with a slight disability takes a chance on a local legend. She ends up with more than she expected, including some powerful new friends.

Part 1

Government agents have finally located the president's son and attempt memory reintegration, which is only partially successful. Can they help him escape his kidnappers with only partial recall?

Partial Recall
Copyright 2011 by Heather Rose Brown
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On her desk was a photo from the year before. It had been taken just around Halloween. She had been focusing on it a lot the past few days while her youngest was off with friends. In it was her husband, looking like he always did. A small smile on his lips and a hand on her shoulder. Then her older child, Vance, had his usual goofy grin on. But her son Troy was another story. She could recall her mother-in-law telling him to look up and smile. After several pleas, he finally did. But anyone could tell the smile was forced and his eyes were still focused on the ground.

She reached into her purse and pulled a newer picture out of her wallet. This one had been taken in Livermore by her friend Shelly. It was just before she had gone to San Francisco for her Doctor's appointment a month before. William was in it, as was Vance. Instead of Troy, the glum looking boy, Tracy stood in his usual spot. Her smile seemed to be infectious. Her husband, son and herself all wore a smile just like it. Maggie rested the picture on her desk and picked up her sandwich. She began thinking about how things had changed when Tracy came out. The confidence, the happy demeanor. She could remember the trip to Livermore, the first one. The young girl had talked non-stop till they reached Tracy, the town. After a few hours of hell, when the child thought she should be Troy while at Shelly's place, Tracy came back and was brighter then before.

Thanks once more to Djkauf for the editing

This time we look into the lives of William, Maggie and Vance

“Yeah.” Mary Beth smiled. Then she looked to Tracy. “Is h..she okay?” She remembered the lecture about using the right words in time.

Both Mary Beth and her sister looked a little worried at the intensity of Sage's glare. “No.” Mary Beth said.

Thanks to Djkauf for the editing.

Please note, but to the almost graphic nature of this post, I upped the rating. I promise the fun stuff shall return someday.

Tracy was silent for a moment, then she sighed. She didn't want to leave it like that. She was almost in the same boat as Sage. Guilt was welling up for the yelling and her actions. “It's okay.” Her voice cracked slightly. “Sage?”

“I know. That's how I've felt about mine for a while, too.” The crying began to get worse. Sage waited a moment, then she spoke again, her voice soft and full of concern. “Do you trust me? I won't do anything to hurt you.”

Thanks to Djkauf for the editing.

In this episode....Tracy is discovered

We walked into the Lingerie and Foundation Garment store, the owner came over and greeted mum like an old friend, I didn`t know they had gone to school together and hadn`t seen each other for 14 years.

After a couple of minutes she asked if she could help mum.

"I need a Bra fitting" said mum

"If you`ll go into the changing booth I`ll measure you" said the woman

"Oh it`s not for me, it`s for my son" said mum

Tracy was woken from her slumber by the ringing of the phone inches from her head. She grunted as she turned on her side and blindly reached for the infernal device that had ruined her sleep. She didn't hear anyone running for the phone, so she guessed that she was still all alone in the house. She groped for the phone with her left hand, which she wasn't used to using. She almost dropped it before she secured her grip on it. She held it to her ear and tried to say “Hello? Who is this?” But in came out as gibberish.

“So....." Sage gave a slight pause for dramatic effect and then asked. "how you doing?”

This poor girl may win at some point.
Thanks to Djkauf for the editing.

It was almost dark when we arrived home, I expected to be in a lot of trouble when I got home but instead I was bathed and put to bed, it had been decided that the clothing I had been wearing were ruined and destined for the bin.

He walked out of the office, headed for his class with another note in hand. He wasn't setting any record pace today. Most of the kids dodged around him, some not really noticing him, until he got near the fifth grade classes. Then she could hear the whispers start up.

Tracy did her best not to burst into laughter. He moved on down a hall, headed for his class. A familiar figure fell in step next to him. “Hey Peter.”

And now for that first few days where she comes back to school

And once again, big thanks to DjKauf for the editing

“Everything okay, Son?” Conner asked. “I thought I heard crying in your house, haven't seen Tracy next door either.”

“It's more, Dad.” William led his father to the corner of the barn and he stopped, then they both watched Vance cutting wood. William let out a sigh and shook his head. “They attempted to rape her.”

A glimpse into Tracy the next morning, and how William takes care of his anger issues. Plus because it makes me laugh, more of Vance and Sage

A special thanks to DJKauf for the editing

“Peter?” She blinked a couple of times.

“i had to see ya. After that fight....” He wiped at his eyes before a tear could form.

WARNING!!!!!!!! THIS CHAPTER IS MUCH DARKER THEN THE PAST NINTEEN. IT HAS ELEMENTS OF ATTEMPTED RAPE AND AN ATTACK, SO PLEASE, PROCEDE WITH CAUTION

The rating has been raised to reflect the violence and I am sorry to anyone this offends.

“I only did it at times. When you worked in the field. When Mom ran to the store really quick. It's not like I wore the skirt all the time.”

“Must have, she's been around them for almost two days straight.” Persephone said with a grin. “Not that I'm complaining. She's a well behaved young lady.”

The weekend went as usual with the sewing club on Saturday the morning and in the afternoon we went modelling for aunt Sandra. The dresses we modelled were a new line of party dresses for little girls, once they had got us into the first dresses and made up, we looked about 7 yrs old, we modelled for about 2 hours and then went grocery shopping with mum and aunt Debbie.

When we arrived home after the sewing club dad called me into the kitchen, when I walked in I saw the family doctor having a coffee, after we both said hello, dad said the doctor wanted to talk to me.

Mum took the headmistress into the lounge were Mavis`s aunt already was, and told me to put the kettle on, Mavis and I went into the kitchen to make a pot of tea and dad arrived home earlier than usual. He joined the three ladies in the lounge after hanging his coat up and putting his briefcase in his office.

Norfolk Broads.
By Angharad.

For Trish–happy birthday, sweetheart.

What d’you buy the person who has everything? Antibiotics. Yes very funny, but that wasn’t my dilemma, it was a little more complicated than that.

A short time ago I had my twelve year old nephew come to stay with me. He’s my sister’s boy, and to say I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it was an understatement. In short, he’s a nightmare–aggressive, arrogant, objectionable, untrustworthy, dishonest, lying little toad–just about sums it up.

“So no Tracy?” Shelly asked.

Maggie nodded. “Tracy was so lively on the way down here. I think she talked from home to Tracy, the town, where she changed. Once she changed, Troy was miserable.” She shook her head. “Maybe I shouldn't have let her be Tracy for the ride.”

The Vacation

Eric thought he was alone in his grandmother's house.

His mother, older brother and grandmother went to the store to buy food for the Thanksgiving feast.

His father took his younger half-sister and his stepmother to the movies.

He really didn't know why he had the urges he did. And seeing his mother's dress on the floor in the laundry room was a temptation. He planned it out right, just like he had dozens of times before.

When dad arrived home that evening and saw I was wearing a bra he didn't bat an eyelid and just carried carried on as normal. He did speak to mum about it but she pointed out that I needed to wear one.