Title: Remember Love chapter 1/?

Genre: Slash, Romance, J2

Words: 1,495

Rating: Pg13 (so far)

Warnings: Angst, Hurt!Jared, Future Sex.

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own 'em, but if I did, think of the fun we'd have!

Summary: Jared Ackles wakes from a coma with no recollection of the past few years of his life, His world turns a little more upside down with the arrival of a handsome man with the greenest eyes Jared had ever seen claiming to be his husband. While Jensen seems every bit the attentive and loving husband anyone would dream of he also has a secret. Just why is Jensen so desperate to keep Jared from reclaiming the memories he wants back so much? Is he what he appears at all?

A/N: This is my first ever fanfic, so be nice. . . please. It's unbetad so all mistakes are mine. If you want me to continue the story then please review and let me know what you think. I need feedback!

Darkness. That was the first thing Jared became aware of as he slipped into consciousness. An overwhelming darkness and a loud insistent beeping noise. His first thought was 'my damn alarm must have messed up, it's still dark! . . . Or I've just got my eyes closed, could go either way really'. Testing this theory Jared attempted to crack one eye open, only to shut it again immediately against the powerfully bright light shining down on him.

'Well, that went well' he mused 'god, my head is killing me, maybe if I can sit up it'll get rid of some of the drowsiness'. Mind made up Jared tried to make his body co-operate only to realise with a dawning sense of horror that he couldn't move. Through the haze of panic Jared barely registered the muffled sound of voices all around him.

"Doctor, he's waking up"

"Check his vitals"

'Vitals? Doctor? Why do I need a doctor? Where am I? What the hell happened?' Unfortunately Jared's attempts at speech where severely hindered by the breathing tube down his throat currently chocking him. All thoughts of air vanished when he felt the sharp prick of a needle in his right arm, only giving him seconds to register the sensation before he was once again consumed by darkness. The second time Jared pulled himself back to consciousness he was for one more successful on managing to open his eyes. When he did he discovered that the tubes had been removed and a kindly looking young nurse was checking his stats.

Clearing his throat seemed to startle the nurse out of her haze of concentration. Looking at Jared with an expression that was equal parts surprise and relief she sighed "Oh, your awake, you scared us, I'll tell you that, the doctors were beginning to think that you'd never wake up!"

"What happened to me? Why am I in a hospital?" Jared managed to rasp out. Passing him some water the nurse explained "you were involved in a car accident some months ago, drunk driver I believe, now luckily the car you were in wasn't hit too badly so your injuries were not particularly extensive, however the concussion you sustained was serious enough to leave you in a coma, which is defiantly a concern, so while you are physically healthy there are a few questions I'd like to ask you to assess your mental state, if you're feeling up to it of course?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's fine by me."

"Great, first off, how are you feeling?"

"Like I went ten rounds with Mike Tyson, my head's killing me."

The nurse smiled at that "What is your name?"

"Jared, Jared Padalecki"

At that a frown appeared on the nurse's pretty face "I'm sorry, could you repeat your name please? Just your last name."

"Um sure, it's padalecki."

The nurses frown deepened "Well I'm not sure this is a good sign ..."

"Not a good sign? How can telling you my name not be a good sign?"

"Well, it's just that you said you name was Padalecki?"

"Yeah . . ."

"Well according to your medical files your name is Jared Ackles."

"WHAT! . . . well you're files are wrong, my name is Jared Padalecki, my parents are Gerald and Sherri Padaleki, I grew up in San Antonio Texas . . ."

"JARED!" interrupted the nurse loudly, halting his panicked words "What year is it?"

"2008"

A look of dawning understanding appeared on the face of the nurse

"No Jared, its 2011 . . ."

"What?"

"I believe your suffering from a form of amnesia . . ."

"What?"

"Until we run more tests it's impossible to assess the full extent of . . ."

"WHAT?, But I don't remember anything! How can three years of my life just disappear? Will it ever come back? What the hell am I supposed to do?"

"I'm gonna be honest here Jared and tell you that I just don't know. I don't know if you'll ever get your memories back, it's likely that you will, but then it's just as likely that you won't. It's all just a matter of patience. Just waiting and seeing what happens and dealing with the outcome either way. I'm sorry Jared, I wish I had more answers but I don't."

"So you're saying that there's a possibility that I'll be stuck three years out of the loop forever?"

A sympathetic nod was the only response Jared received. The emotions welling up inside him threatening to burst, Jared turned laid back down with his back to the nurse and tried to prevent the tears from falling.

"Jared, I wish there was more I could do to help you, I really do . . . I'm sorry."

Jared listened to the sound of her footsteps moving further and further away. Closing his eyes, he finally allowed the first tears to slip through, letting them and the mounting feeling of utter helplessness lull him back into blissful nothingness.

Sometime later as Jared sat in bed going over and over the days events and attempting to find some way to process everything he'd learned, the doctor entered his room to inform him that, all his results had come back fine so there was nothing more they could do for him and as such Jared was free to leave whenever someone arrived to pick him up. Replaying the conversation now Jared suspected he really should have asked who was coming to get him, at least whether it was a family member seeing as he probably wouldn't recognise any friends he'd made in the past three years. But it was too late to dwell on that now. 'After all' , he thought, 'It's not like I have much to complain about, I mean , I've just woken up with no memory of the past three years of my life, and am now being kicked out of hospital with someone I'm not entirely sure I know. Yeah, Life's a friggin bed of roses right now'.

Lost in his brooding Jared didn't notice someone had entered the room until a shadow fell over him. Looking up Jared was met with the greenest eyes he had ever seen residing in the face of probably the most handsome man he'd ever seen. Unashamedly staring at the gorgeous stranger, Jared didn't miss the warm, loving eyes or adoring smile directed his way and felt his breath catch in his throat at the sight. Shaking himself from his stupor and clearing his throat Jared ventured to attempt to speak to the man who was by now sat by the bed clutching Jared's hand. But before Jared could utter a word the man had brought Jared's hand to his full lips and sighed

"Oh, thank god, I thought I'd lost you. Don't you ever scare me like that again!"

Jared was certain his impression of a goldfish was incredible in that moment.

"Jared, I swear, you nearly gave me a heart attack making me wait so long to see those beautiful eyes again."

Finally finding his voice, Jared managed to choke out "W-who are you?"

A frown marred the gorgeous face of Mr mystery "Jensen" came the confused reply, at Jared's blank stare Jensen continued "The doctor's told me you had amnesia, but you seriously don't remember me?"

"No, I seriously don't, look I'm sorry if we're supposed to be tight . . ."

"Yeah, you could say that."

" . . . but I really don't remember you, and I'm way too tired to play guess the relation so if you could just tell me who you are I'll stop being so cranky."

"O.k., O.k. at least your personality hasn't been affected; you always were grumpy when you got tired. Well, I'm Jensen, Jensen Ackles . . ."

'Ackles, why does that name sound familiar? Wait, it can't be . . .'

"Baby, I'm your husband."