"What does that mean?" Mike asked. "What are you?"

"I..." Micky froze up. He shook his head. "I-I can't tell you."

"You've already told me this much," Mike pointed out.

"I know, but," Micky looked down. "I-I don't want to lose you as a friend."

"Why would you?"

Micky shook his head. "You need to leave."

"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what's going on."

"No. You need to leave now, Mike."

Mike was about to say something when the front door opened and closed. They both froze.

Laura was home.

Soooo I found out something pretty interesting regarding my family history