Where We Come From

Chapter 3 ...Gone Wrong

After Stephanie and Barbra had their moment of... excitement, they ran over to me and started asking me a million questions; none of which I could answer. What's my name, where am I from, how can I talk, whats the meaning of life? I started to get a little worked up when I couldn't answer these questions, but Rose saved me. She just pushed the other two out of the room and closed the door behind herself.

"Who am I?" I ask myself quietly as I look out the window. Where did I come from? How is it I can talk and know what most stuff is, but I can't think of anything that happened to me before earlier? The earliest thing I can think of is waking up here, looking at the strange ponies-

SLAM

"LET ME! LET ME! LET ME! LET ME!" Barbra repeats as Rose walks over to me and kneels down.

"Barbra! For the last time, just take Stephanie home and let me deal with this!" Rose snaps. Barbra lets out a humph before guiding Stephanie home. "Okay, so what's your name?"

"Uh..."

"Name? Title? What do you go by?" She demands.

"I... don't know." I say as I look away from her.

"Well what do you know? Where are you from? What are you? Where are your parents?"

"Parents?" I ask as I look over to her. I don't know why, but this is what brought my tears out. "I don't know." I repeat as I try to hold back my own tears. "I don't know anything! I don't know how I got here, what my name is, I don't even know what my parents look like!" I sob as Rose just sits there. She looks a bit put off, as if she doesn't know what to do. Without warning I run over to her and hug her as I let my tears fall out.

"Uh..."

"Please! Help me! I don't know whats going on! Where's my mommy? Wheres my daddy? I want to go home, wheres home!" I cry into her stomach as I feel myself lose control of my emotions.

"There.... there..." She says awkwardly as she pets my back a bit. "Look.... we've all had... big days. Why don't you come on over to the house and go to bed. We'll get this sorted out in the morning, okay?"

"*sniff* okay." I say quietly as I continue to hug her.

"Uh... let's go then." She says as she pulls me off. I wipe my eyes a bit before following her out of the building. I don't get why she's walking away so quickly, I just needed a hug...

--o-0-o--

Perspective: Agent Lewis

"WAKE UP!"

"HUH!" I jolt awake as Johnson hits my leg. I give an awkward stretch, thanks to the small car, before looking out the window.

"We're only in L.A." I complain sleepily as he gives me his net book. I look at the fuzzy screen before asking for an explanation.

"Someone knows we're coming." He says as we race up the five. "That's the satellite feed to Manton, someone set up a jammer so we can't look in-"

"Any idea who?" I ask as I try to break through the fuzz.

"Intels working on that," he replies as he takes a drink from his coffee.

"So why did I have to wake up?" I ask as I shut the computer.

"Don't you think that we should call for back up?"

"Lets not jump to conclusions. For all we know its just some crazy UFO conspirator. No need to mobilize... yet." I say as I lay back in my seat. "But lets try to get there as quickly as possible just in case..."

--o-0-o--

Perspective: Lynn Darenger

THUTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUD

"AH!" I yell before falling out of bed. I look back to the clock and groan as I pick myself up from the floor. Not caring about being in my underwear, I storm over to the door and slam it open to find Rose standing there with her truck still running.

"ITS SIX IN THE MORNING!" I yell at her. "AND SUNDAY!"

"Shut up Lynn." Rose... tactful as always. "I need you to come over to the farm-"

"It's... Sunday. My day off." I say before shutting the door. I begin to walk back to my warm, toasty, comfy-

SLAM

I spin back and gape as Rose walks over my now destroyed door and approaches me... with a rope.

"Rose... what are you doing?" I ask as I back away from her.

"Either you get dressed and come with me, or I hog tie you and drag your ass down to my farm. Your choice." She says before squaring off.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try me."

Four Minutes Of Trying Later

"ROSE! ROSE CASSAWAY YOU LET ME GO THIS INSTANT!" I yell as she tosses me into the back of her old chevy. "ROSE I'M HALF NAKED!" I scream as I try to break out of her ropes.

"That what you get for sleeping like a whore." Rose says before getting in the drivers seat. "Now shut up and try not to fall out." She says before starting the engine.

"ROSE! ROOOOOOOOSSE!" I yell as we begin to drive away.

After about a twenty minute drive she finally pulls over to check on my mood. Through gritted teeth I comply with her, getting pants and a shirt along with a seat in the cabin. Once we were back on the road I just wait until her farm comes into view before asking questions.

"So what is so important that you drag me out of my house, half naked, this early in the morning?" And without coffee.

"..."

"Rose? This better not be like the time you had a horse throw a shoe-"

"This.... I guarantee that you've never seen anything like this before." She says slowly.

"What is it?" I ask, my curiosity slightly peeked. "What did you find?"

"I don't think words can really describe this. Lets just say he needs a doctor."

"I'm a vet Rose." I say, but don't get an answer. "A he? Is he hot?"

"..."

"Hm.... is there a reason you wanted me to come half naked?" I ask teasingly.

"..."

"So whats his name?"

"If you keep asking questions I'm going to toss you back in the bed." She says before turning down the road to her place.

I keep quiet until we finally make it to her house. I step out and begin to head towards the barn, but stop when I see her heading towards the house. Not fighting it, and not wanting to get hog tied again, I follow her inside. We go up stairs where she pauses in front of the guest bedroom. She goes to open the door but stops as she turns back to me.

"Okay. He tends to be a bit... clingy, but try not to ask too many questions. I think he may have hit his head."

"Rough night?" I ask with a smile.

"You don't know the half of it." She says before opening the door and pushing me inside. I was about to protest when she shut the door in my face.

"Not... cool." I groan as I rub my nose. I look around the room and begin to walk around, not finding anything of interest. No man. No wounded animal. Just a plain, country bedroom with a bit of dust laying around. I swear sometimes I think that Rose has gone mental ever since John-

"*snore*" I look back to the bed and see a small lump move around a bit. I walk over to the small sleeping form and pull the blanket back...

"What... in the name of..."

"Huh?" It asks as it wakes up and looks at me. "... hi?"

"AAAAAHHH!" I yell as I run for the door and try to force my way out, only to find Rose holding me in. "ROSE! ROSE THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" I yell as I try to yank it open.

"QUIT YELLING AND HELP THE POOR KID!" She yells from the other side as she continues to hold the door.

"IT SPOKE! IT FUCKING SPOKE!" I yell as I spin back around and... "Oh..."

He's hiding under the sheets shaking as I hear him cry a bit. I stop trying to escape as I stare the at the small bundle. Okay, he's obviously smart enough to have emotions and be able to speak. And I just... okay. I walk over to the side of the bed and stand there awkwardly, unsure of what to do.

I take a seat on the edge and reach out to him. I hesitate a bit more before fining his back and begin to rub slowly. I hear him stop his crying as he tries to gain control over himself. Taking a deep breath, I pull the sheet back until I get a complete look at him. He has a light teal body with light yellow hair. On his sides are feathered wings while a horn protrudes from his temple. What catches my attention the most though are his large magenta eyes.

"H-hi." I stutter as I try to find my voice. "My name is Lynn Darenger."

"..."

"Uh... sorry about earlier... I.. well, I didn't think I'd ever see anything like you." I say awkwardly as I chuckle a bit.

"..." He stays silent, staring up at me as he tenses up from my every movement.

"So... I'm a veterinarian you know. Its like a doctor, but for animals-"

"But I'm not an animal." He pouts as he scooches away from me.

"You are absolutely right. Now I'm going to go tell Rose this so... I dunno, go back to sleep or something?" I say as I stand and begin to back away from him.

"Wait!" He yells as he jumps up. "Uh... I might be hurt though.... and I guess, since I'm different from you..."

"Why don't I look you over a bit before talking to Rose." I say with a smile. He nods a bit before sitting back down.

I go to the bed and begin to check him over. I start out as if he were any other animal I was looking over, but that soon ended when I found out he's ticklish. I couldn't resist his adorable little laugh for long, so I started to just play with the poor thing. He tries to squirm out from my torrent of tickling fingers, but I scoop him up and hold him against his will as I make him cry from laughing.

"Everything alright?" Rose asks as she opens the door. We both continue to chuckle I sit him back down on the bed, ruffling his hair-

"What is that?" I mumble to myself as I inspect the back of his head.

"Ah... it hurts there." He complains as he ducks from the contact.

"What happened to you? There's a huge... wound here." I separate his hair to get a better look, but there isn't much to it. It's just a typical bashing wound.

"Is there anything you can do for him?" Rose asks as she peers over.

"Well, I can clean it up and wrap it off, but other then that no. I guess this explains why you can't remember anything." I say as I stand. He looks between the two of us as he begins to think about something.

"No.... I remember one thing." He says as he tries to focus.

"What is it?" I ask, egging him on to focus.

"I... remember... somepony... calling me sweet... I think." He closes his eyes as he tries to focus on the memory, mumbling to himself as he begins to piece everything back together.

SLAM

"ROSE!" Barbra yells from downstairs. We all freeze up as she comes barging into the room. "THE POLICE ARE COMING TO GET HIM!" She yells as she runs over to the curtains and peers out below.

"Okay, people need to stop slamming my doors open." Rose says as she walks over to Barbra.

"Didn't stop her from breaking down my door." I whisper to... the kid, getting a chuckle in response.

"What's going on Barbra?" Rose asks as she pulls the elderly woman to look to her.

"I've been setting up satellite jammers all over Manton, but someone on the outside is breaking through my firewalls! The mans coming for... HIM!" She yells as she points over to...

"Okay, we need to give him a name, even if its temporary." I say as I try to think of one. "Joh-"

"Don't you dare." Rose warns me.

"Sorry." I say, getting her to back off. I swear, you even mention his name and she gets so pissy-

"How about Herbert?" Barbra asks.

"That's a terrible, ugly name. Who would want that kind of name?" I ask, getting a glare from Barbra.

"My husband."

"Oh... I'll just be quiet now." I say as I shy away from her. We all stay silent as we try to think of one that would fit him the best-

"Mathew." Rose says quietly. Barbra and I look to each other before looking down to him.

"He kind of has a Mathew vibe to him. What do you think? Do you like it?" I ask him. He thinks about it for a second before shrugging.

"Okay. I'll be Mathew... at least until I remember my real name." We all nod along until we hear some knocking from downstairs. Barbra runs to the window before ducking out of sight.

"Its the fuzz!" She yells in a hushed tone. "We have to hide Matt!"

"I thought it was Mathew?" Matt asks.

"Matt is short for Mathew." I explain to him, getting a nod in response. "Why would we hide him? I'm sure Sheriff Coalson wouldn't-"

"Its not the police! It's a federal agent!" She corrects me. Not believing her for a second, Rose and I peer out the window to see two men in black suits waiting by the front door.

"Oh... shit." Rose mumbles as she walk about the room.

"You can't give Matt to them!" Barbra says as she jumps up a and follows Rose around.

"Why not?" I ask, getting another glare from Barbra.

"Heeeelllo!? Does Roswell ring any bells!? What do you think they would do to him? They'd probably dissect him and stuff his parts into tiny little jars labeled 'cheese.' Darn flat foots-"

"Would they really do that?" Matt asks as he shies away from us. "Why? I didn't do anything to them-"

"Exactly! That's why we need to hide you! Keep you-"

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Hello?" A voice from down stairs calls. "Miss Cassaway? The front door was open. We're here about the... weather disturbance."

"Weather? Roswell? UFO's? Black suits? Does any of this ring any bells for any of you?!" Barbra asks as she gapes at each of us.

"Barbra-"

"He's too sweet to go to some government laboratory!" She yells as she lifts him up and squeezes him in a hug. He tries to wiggle his way out, but he's too small to do so. "Rose, we have to-"

"All I have to do is go down there and tell them what happened." She says as she stops and looks to each of us.

"Rose, maybe we should listen to Barbra-"

"Lynn, go ahead and take my truck home, you can return it later. I'm going down there to talk with them." She says before walking out of the room. I look over to Barbra for help before she suddenly drops Mathew.

"I have to go.... save... my.... medicine. No damn government lackey is going to take... my.... herbs away from me!" She stumbles before running out of the room.

"Miss Lynn?" Matt asks as he looks up to me. "What's going to happen to me?"

"Well.... I... you..."