She stared in complete shock at the boy clinging onto her before her arms instinctively wrapped around him in return. He looked like Micah, sounded like him, felt like him. But he'd died. 5 years ago.
She couldn't even tell which personality was in control any more as she hugged Micah tightly. If this was an illusion she as going to make the most of it while she could. Without letting go she looked up at Peter.
"How?" Both Niki and Jessica demanded, both looking more vulnerable than either had in a while, desperate to know that this wasn't some kind of trick.