Nathan grinned puckishly when his mother opened the door and nearly fainted.  She grabbed him to maintain her balance and held on with a hug a little longer than usual.  He loved being able to cause a sign of weakness in her. 

She hastily regained her composure and proceeding in a lecture.  “How could you let me believe you were killed after what happened to Clayton?”

“I didn’t exactly have a choice.  When the Bureau is adamant about you staying dead and not telling anyone, that means your mother too.”

“Katherine, you didn’t know?”

“I found out this afternoon with a bang—literally.  I walked into a scene with Leo holding a gun, Howard shot and lying on the floor, and I believed Nathan had been too.  I reall...

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