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Lori seen the twinkle, her deep purple eyes sparkling themselves. "Well...I mighta been the one in charge of lighting it... but I wasn't the one who kept whispering to me and like i said before...getting me sidetracked..." She said defiantly.

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Lori looked at him, her mouth falling open a little. "Oh sure blame it on me..." She snorted a little, crossing her arms. "How was I s'pose to know that gas and oil don't mix to well." Lori, being as bright as she was at the time, left a beaker of oil they was experimenting with next to the gas nozzle that you turned on. Lori, getting side tracked talking with Luke, had turned on the gas and almost blew the place up! "It was your fault if anything...you started talkin to me which got me sidetracked..." Lori countered argumentively.

Lori grinned and nodded. "You do remember..." She was as pleased as punch now, knowing that he did remember more than what she figured he would. "Can you tell us anything else you member Luke?"

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Lori nodded rolling her sleeve down, patting his hand gently. "First things first though JJ... we need to ask him some memories from high school...like, right now he thinks he's seventeen again right?" Lori sighed a little in her thoughts. "Start out small, if he remembers memories from high school then we'll work our way up.." Thinking back a little, it was their junior year of high school, in chemistry. Grinning Lori looked at Luke and raised a brow. "Luke...do you remember the time when you and I blew up the chemistry lab? It was close to the beginning of our junior year of high school."

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Lori nodded a little, then rolled up her sleeve showing him her tattoo from when she was in the air force. "Do you remember bein' in the marines?" hoping a symbol of some sort he would have recognized from the branches of the service. "If he doesn't remember the marines...it might not do us any good to bring his buddies here..." she told JJ,"theres still hope though that one of em might jog his memory.."

Karen and Nick both watched him, chuckling softly. After breakfast was finished with, that's where Karen took young Bo to, was the bathroom for a bath. Getting the water at the right temperature, Karen picked Bo up taking his clothes off him, sitting him down in the tub.

Lori looked at him, purely shocked for the most part. He remembered Katie! "So you do remember Katie don't you?" She asked. "Honey, back then, they was mistakes cause we was young and wild and you hadn't finished sewing your seeds yet."

Lori sighed a little as she sat down in the chair, looking at him. "Stress...and it wasn't her time to be here I guess Luke." Now, mind you, this was the first mistake the two had made. This was Caitlin Marie, their first child. The second, another little girl, who was at the young age of five, Katie Lynn, was in Arizona right now as they were speaking. "Luke...there was another 'mistake' we made, when you got out of the marines... which caused me to have to take an un honorable discharge from the air force." Lori only hoped he remembered.

Lori hadn't went far from his room, keeping check on him making sure nothing bad went wrong and such. Her arms crossed with one leg crossed over the other, Lori leaned against the wall at the door, looking at him. Seven years ago, Lori was 17 and on her way to the air force, but before then, her and Luke had made a bit of a mistake. Lori had only been 3 or 4 months pregnant when she had lost the unborn child, a little girl. "She's gone..." Lori spoke softly to Luke, sadly in a way walking over leaning against the chair beside his bed.

Karen and Nick sat down slowly eating, watching Bo with pure amazement. In all their born days, they had never seen any kid make such a mess or eat as much as Bo did.

Smiling gently, Karen carried Bo into the house, sitting him down to feed him a hardy breakfast. Nick came in a short time later, going to the bathroom to clean up, he was overjoyed at the thought of being a "daddy" in a way.

Karen and Nick both looked at each other. They had always wanted a child, this was a good a chance as any. They didn't know where exactly the poor child came from, but knew he needed the help. "Of course." Karen replied.

Karen smiled gently, reaching down to pick the small child up. Cradling him in her arms like anyone would an infant, Karen pushed his blonde curls out of his eyes. "It's alright, you won't be left alone anymore then."

Nick nodded, about to reply to Karen's statement when he saw the blonde haired boy come bouncing around the door. Smiling a little he nodded his head towards him, giving Karen the signal that he was there. Turning around, Karen chuckled lightly at the boy, kneeling down to his level once more. "What're ya doin off the couch? You need to rest up.."

Karen sighed lightly, placing her chin in the palm of her hand in a contemplative manner. Getting up from her spot, Karen went outside to find Nick who was out in the barn. Walking out there at a quick pace, Karen poked her head around the barn doors, and hollered at her husband. "Nick!" Nick nearly jumped a whole 10 feet when he turned around, looking at her with a bewildered look. "What?!" Karen had the good graces to blush a little as she stepped inside the doorway. "The boy doesn't know who he is or where he came from or anything...he has a nasty lump on the side of his head..."

Karen gave him a puzzling concerned look as she examined the lump a little more. "You poor dear, you must have lost your memory... You don't remember anything do you?" She asked him once more.

Giving him a soft caring smile, Karen put a bandage over the lump then got up to get him a glass of orange juice. Bringing it back in to him, she sat down on the edge of the sofa and sat the glass on the table. "What's your name sweetie?" Karen questioned gently.

Karen looked down at him and smiled a little, cleaning his wounds up from the scratches he recieved running through the woods. Lightly, she wiped away the blood smudges from the lump on his head. "Hello there little one..." She spoke softly.

Lori sighed a little, frustratingly, as she wrote down a list of names that she could call who was Luke's friends from the marines. The wheels in her head was still turning. Bo watched Lori, shaking his head. "We're in trouble." Lori looked up at him giving him a confused look, her brow creasing. "Why's that?" Bo smiled a little, despite the mood he was in. "You're thinking...means trouble." Lori rolled her eyes grumbling at him. She looked over the list and ran a hand down her face, wondering if the idea really would work.

Nick yawning and stretching, walked through the house puling his over alls traps over his shoulders.Smiling to his wife, Nick gave her a quick kiss then went outside stopping dead in his tracks seeing the young blonde boy. "Karen..I think you might want to come out here.." He called into the house. Hearing him, Karen went outside to see what was wrong, and seeing the small boy, she smiled and walked over to him, picking him up gently. "Poor thing...has a nasty lump on the side of his head." She whispered a little. Carrying him inside, Karen took him to the couch and laid him down, then went about getting wet cloths and things to clean him up.

When morning arrived, the old man, Nick Larson, was awakening from his night's slumber. His wife, Karen, was already awake and in the kitchen fixing up their breakfast before they headed out to do the morning chores, neither of them aware of the small child curled up asleep outside on their front porch.