Amnesia

Chapter 5
Sure enough, Jeffrey finds Bogg's place in just a few short minutes.
He found that the man was asleep on the couch, with his hands behind his head. Not wanting to wake the man, Jeff went quietly into the kitchen to the refrigerator. He found a bunch of papaya juice, decided that was Bogg's drink and reached for a soda.
Jeff took a big swig of the cool drink, which bit back. He didn't care, at least it meant he was still alive.
He tipped toed back into the living room and decided to look around the apartment. There were many pictures of him and Bogg when he was younger, even the black and white strip of Morgan and Jeffrey together that was leaning against one of the frames.
Was Bogg his father or just friend and partner? If Bogg wasn't his father, where was his real parents? Were they alive and if so, where were they? And why did he become a Voyager?
He had sooo many questions that he hoped Bogg would be able to answer. He noticed that there were a lot of treasures from many places that Bogg must have had been and smiled at some of them.
He saw a picture of him and Bogg with a pretty blond woman and Jeff knew it wasn't Olivia. The woman had on a white dress and flowed down to her feet.
Suddenly, Bogg stirred. Bogg stood up to his full six foot figure and stretched. He turned around and saw Jeff.
“Well, welcome to our home!” Bogg smiled, walking towards Jeff.
“Thanks, Bogg.” Jeff smiles back.
“Anything come to memory?” Phineas Bogg asks hopefully.
“No. And I wish people would stop fucking asking me that!” Jeff sighs, throwing up his hands in frustration.
“Sorry, kid. But, we're all just hoping you would remember something. ANYTHING,” Bogg told him as they headed towards the couch. Bogg was gonna tell Jeffrey to stop using the bad language, but he wasn't sure if he should, it might upset Jeffrey too much, since Jeffrey doesn't know that he never talked that way before he lost his memory
“Did you have fun with Morgan?” Bogg asked as they sat down. Jeff put his drink on the coffee table.
“We mostly talked" Jeffrey lied, he didn't want to tell Bogg about the kisses or the bulge he got in his pants,"but if you call that fun, yeah. Bogg, she's trying so hard to help me. I feel like I'd disappoint you, her and everyone if I don't get my fucking memory back.” Jeff looks at the floor.
Bogg's heart went out to the young man as he put an arm around him.
“Jeff, we all know it'll take time. Just remember, it's NOT your fault that you don't remember anything.”
“Yeah, I know. You told me I bumped my head against a fucking stupid tree when we landed. Which brings me my first question,”
oh, boy...here they come, Bogg moans.
“When did I become a Voyager? And why?”
“Kid, you were eleven when I first met you and I thought it was a mistake. I was trying to get to 1492 and I ended up in 1982.”
“That's where the hell I'm from? 1982?”
“Yep,” Bogg nodded.
“What about you?”
Bogg smiled. “I'm from the seventeenth century,”
“Why the hell did I become a Voyager?”
“You needed someone, Jeff. You were alone in your time and so was I. That's why we became partners...”
“Did I have parents?”
“Yes,” Bogg whispered. He got up and went towards the fire place. The warmth of the fire felt good to his old hands and he rubbed them together.
Jeff got up and stood beside Bogg, making the pirate look at him.
“What about my parents, Bogg?”
Bogg gulped back the tears. He knew this question would come up and thought he was prepared, but he guessed wrong. The memory of meeting Jeff's parents and watching them die was tearing him apart inside.
Jeff grabbed his arm. “Bogg! What the hell is it? What's fuck wrong?”
Bogg finally looked at Jeffrey. “Your parents are dead, Jeff.”
“What the fuck? How?”
“I think we need to go to the memory banks of the omni in order to make you understand more,”
“Bogg, I know this is fucking making you upset. We don't have to, if you can't handle it,”
Bogg looked at his young partner. How did this young man become so smart and understanding?
Tears he had been trying to hold freely came, which touched Jeff to the core.
“Jeff, this is to help you get your memory back. It has nothing to do with me,”
Jeff wanted to cry out: “It has everything to fucking do with the both of us! You and me!” but he didn't want to make the man more upset than he all ready was.
“Can't we go to the device now?” Jeff asked.
“No, it's late and everyone will be asleep.”
“We're not,” Jeff pointed out. He was excited about learning on what his life was like.
“You know something?” Bogg said, his eyes brightening, “You're right! Let's go!”
“All right!”
Besides, Bogg knew that the kid was too excited to go to sleep anyway.
As they walked down the hall, Jeff finally asked, “Why the hell do you keep calling me 'kid'?”
Bogg stopped walking and looked at Jeff. “Jeff, I've been calling you that ever since we've known each other. You want me to stop calling you that?”
Jeff shook his head. “No, I was just wondering cuz I know I'm not a kid. But, it's okay if you call me that,”
Bogg smiles at him. “Thanks, Kid.”
They entered the court room where Joseph had stashed the memory recorder the day before.
Jeff stopped for a minute, looking around.
“We've been here before haven't we?” he asks, before going any further.
“Yes! What do you remember?”
“Just being really fucking scared, like you and I being separated.”
Bogg put an arm around Jeff. “Nothing is gonna separate us, kid. I'll make sure of that,”
Jeff smiled as they walked further into the room together...