"Hey, welcome back."

My hearing must have come back before my vision did since a woman's voice was clear as day but her image wasn't. I must have stared at her for over 10 seconds - blinking and trying to recognize her; but nothing came to mind. What had happened?

"Can you hear me, Tara?" She asked. And I nodded. Yes, I could hear her. And yes, that was my name. But as familiar as she looked, I couldn't remember her's. "Your vision might be weird from the anesthetic. Give it time. Are you in any pain?"

Pain? Anesthetic? It took me this long to realize that I wasn't at home in my bed - I was in the hospital. Or was I? Looking around - I found that where I was was really just a house, but with hospital entities; like the IV hooked up to my arm.

"N-no." I answered her question about pain. But I had to ask, "What the hell did I do? I can't remember your name at all, I-"

She put her hand down on my knees, "Hey, slow down. You injured your head pretty badly several days ago, and you've been out cold until now. Not being able to remember things is common considering what happened..."

Jesus.

"I know you, though. I just can't-"

"Rosita." She said.

And right at that moment, a lot of things pieced together. I remembered the walkers. I remembered Brian. I remembered the prison. I could feel my heart rate speed up when these things came to mind. And then when I remembered my family, things got worse.

"Right now, we're in the Alexandria Safe Zone. Is anything coming back to you?" Rosita continued

I nodded. "Yeah... We're part of... Um... M-mike's group?"

"Mike?" Rosita raised her eyebrows. Shit, I knew that wasn't right. "I think you mean Rick, Tara. We're in Rick's group."

Yeah, she was right. I don't know why I said Mike. It could be because of whatever crude pain meds I was on; I felt numb in the brain. "Oops." Was all I said.

And she just laughed, very very softly. As if she was trying to hide something. With that, she brought my attention to her expression, and which was painted with worry. Something clearly wasn't right; with either me, or something else that happened.

"How'd I hurt my head, anyway?" I asked.

"Well, uh, you were on a run with Eugene, Glenn and some of the other guys here..." The her voice got really shaky, "like Aiden... And Noah."

I remembered them. And the techno van. But her face looked so pained.

"Wait, why are you-"

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

"Something went wrong on the run... didn't it?"