QUOTE : Livingstone,” Gavin said again, almost stubbornly. “I call him Livingstone. Not Dad. I had….”<br /><br />“You had,” I said, squeezing his hand.<br /><br />He glanced at me quickly before looking back down at the table. “I had Dad. Mom too. Not real parents. But still good.”<br /><br />“What happened to them?” Robbie asked quietly.<br /><br />“Dead,” Gavin said in a dull voice. “Long time ago. Still human when it happened. Car accident. I didn’t know what to do. After. Then I was wolf. Then I was Omega. And now I’m here.”<br /><br />All those years broken down into a few short sentences. I wondered if I would ever know all that had happened to him or if it would be locked away in his mind. Memories hurt when you let them.