Cee here!

Merry Christmas!

“Ah’m certain of it. We traced the event back to this time, this place. You’re da main target.” 

“Ya won’t. If ya go in there, ya won’t come out. Which is why Ah’m here.” Okay so this wasn’t going according to plan.

“Uh, well, Remy did. He had a kid wit’ you. Ah’m here from de future. A future in which Ah’m da youngest o’ three. ‘n’ you two got married. Bu’ somethin’s goin’ on. Mah team ‘n’ Ah are here to stop it.” She nodded her head, “ ‘n’ dat means keepin’ you safe, Momma.”

“Uh, lessee… Are you ‘n’ Olivier close?” She pulled her knees up and let her chin rest on them, staring over at her sister.

“Ah dunno!” Cee groaned and buried her head against the table. “Jus’ somethin’ abou’ it. Ah’ll sit dere ‘n’ try ‘n’ read… bu’ de words stop workin’ ‘n’ Ah can hear every li’l thin’ in de room ‘n’ Ah can’t focus… Ah jus’… Ah dunno what’s wrong wit’ me. Ah know Ah’m not totally dumb, bu’ Ah jus’ am so much betta when Ah’m physically doin’ stuff. ‘n’ in the field Ah can think fast ‘n’ apply every strategy Ah’ve ever worked on. Bu’ inside? At a desk? Wit’ textbooks? Ah suck.” Slowly, she lifted her head, looking at her mother. “Ah’m sorry. Ah’ve been tryin’. Ah wanna make you ‘n’ Papa proud, Ah do.”