Maggie opened her eyes, but it still took a couple of moments before her brain registered where she was at – a hospital. She started to search her brain for an answer as to why she was there, but nothing was coming. The last thing she remembered was the aftermath of her and Alex's engagement party and how she had spoken to her father probably for the last time.

Her head hurt and she lifted her left hand up to it, but paused as she noticed her engagement ring wasn't on her finger. They probably had to take it off for whatever reason that she was in here, she thought. They probably gave it to Alex to hold on to.

I wonder where Alex is at, she thought.

Moving to call a nurse, she felt multiple sore spots all over her body. Once she hit the call button she adjusted the bed as well so she was sitting more upright.

"Well look who is awake," an older nurse said as she walked in. "How are you feeling?"

"I'd be feeling a lot better if I could remember why I ended up here."

"You don't remember?" she asked, stopping as she had been checking Maggie's vitals.

"No," Maggie said. "You care to fill me in?"

"I think I should let the doctor explain," she said. "He will want to know about the memory loss."

"Okay," Maggie said. "Can you at least tell me if my fiancée is here somewhere?"

"No, I just came on shift though. I do know your partner was here and just stepped out to get something to eat in the cafeteria I believe."

Good Maggie thought, he would tell her what the hell was going on.

"Speaking of eating," the nurse said. "Once the doctor sees you, I'm sure you will want to get something to eat. Here is the menu. You just use the phone there to order it and someone will bring it up."

She handed it over but Maggie wasn't even listening to the last part of what she said. Instead she was staring at the front cover of the menu– it said Gotham General. She wasn't in National City – but why?

"This is Gotham General?" Maggie asked.

"Yes."

Maggie wanted to know why she was in Gotham but she didn't expect the nurse could tell her. She was going to have to wait until her partner or Alex got here. God, she thought, Alex was probably worried out of her mind if she had been here long. Although right now, the thought of being at home and letting Alex take care of her sounded like a good idea to her.

"How long before I can see the doctor?" she asked.

"It shouldn't be long," the nurse said. "Can I get you anything?"

She wanted to say Alex, but she didn't figure the woman would be helpful with that. Still, she wondered if Alex was ok because it seemed it was odd that she wasn't here. Even though it was odd that she was in Gotham too.

"No," she said. "I mean, was I brought in alone, was anyone else hurt?"

"As far as I know it was just you detective," the nurse said. "If you need anything, just hit your call button."

The nurse left and Maggie felt a little relief that whatever happened to her probably had just happened to her. She had so many questions though and she needed answers quick. She must have been here a while at least or else she expected Alex would never have left the room.

She was searching mind for any clue as to why she would be here, but everything was a complete blank. Looking around for her phone, she didn't even see it – again maybe Alex had it.

"Hey, you're awake," a man said entering the room with a smile. "About time too, getting tired of being here. You so owe me for this one Maggie."

Maggie looked at the man, who clearly seemed to know her, but she had no idea who he was. He appeared to be a bit younger than her – maybe five years, at least he looked younger. He had an almost boyish appearance.

"I'm sorry," she said. "But who are you?"

He laughed, "Good one, but if you think you can fake memory loss to keep from filling your part of the report, you can forget it," he said. "You're already on the captain's shit list as it is."

"No, really," she said, feeling increasingly nervous. "Who are you or who is it that you think I am?"

This time he looked at her more seriously as if deciding that maybe she wasn't joking around. "Maggie, it's me, Jackson, your partner," he said, and he fished a badge out of his pocket to show her. He was now standing close enough to the bed that she could read it – it wasn't just a badge, it was a detective's shield for the Gotham Police Department. "Did that blow to the head mess you up that much that you won't remember me?"

Maggie hit the call nurse button instead of responding. The same nurse appeared. "The doctor, I need to see him now."

"Is something wrong?" the nurse asked.

"I need to get out of here," she said. "I need Alex, where's Alex?"

"Calm down Ms. Sawyer," the nurse said. "I will get the doctor for you."

She left the room quickly and Maggie looked at Jackson who had taken a step away from her and had an expression on his face that Maggie couldn't interpret.

"If you are my partner," she said. "Tell me where Alex is at?"

"Maggie, you …. Maybe you should just wait until the doctor gets in here."

"Where is Alex? Did something happen to her?"

Maggie honestly thought this guy was going to get sick because he suddenly seemed very pale, which only made her worry more. None of this was making any sense and she needed Alex to be here to explain to her what the hell was going on.

"Maggie," Jackson said. "What year do you think it is."

"What do you mean?"

"Just tell me what year it is."

"It's 2017 and someone better start telling me what has happened, how I got here and where my fiancée is," she said, getting angry at him and this whole situation. In fact, she was about ready to say screw all of this, get out of bed and find Alex on her own if she had to, but Jackson's next words stopped her cold.

"It's 2019 Maggie," he said. "Not 2017. You were still in National City back then, but this is Gotham."

"What? 2019. It can't be," she said more to herself to him. Two years – how could she not remember two years. Her eyes again went to her left hand and the missing engagement ring. If had been two years then why wasn't there a wedding ring on it. Examining the finger more closely it didn't look like there had been a ring on it for a while now. Looking up him, she asked again, "where's Alex?"

"I think we should let the doctor check you out first because clearly that head injury was worse than we thought," he said.

"If you are really my partner," she said. "Then you tell me right now, where is Alex?"

"I really think we should wait and speak with the doctor."

This time Maggie did start getting out of the bed. "What are you doing?" Jackson asked.

"If you aren't going to help me I'm going to get the answers myself," she said.

"Come on, you can't go anywhere, you don't even know what year it is," he said. "I'm sorry this happened to you, but …" He paused and shook his head a bit. "You moved to Gotham after you and Alex broke up. You're telling me you don't remember any of this?"

Broke up. She and Alex had broken up, but why she wanted to ask and why would it cause her to move to Gotham. They were going to be married how could they have broken up. The shock of hearing this made her completely unaware of the doctor and nurse returning even as the doctor asked her something, but she didn't respond, her mind still trapped on what Jackson said. She didn't even notice as Jackson approached the doctor and quickly told him that Maggie thought it was 2017.

"Ms. Sawyer, I'm Dr. Callahan," the doctor said approaching the bed. "I understand you're having difficulties remembering some things. Well, I assure we're going to run every test we can to try and find out why."

She laid back down, not sure if she even wanted to remember now. Alex, she thought, how could they have ended. She was supposed to be her wife. They were going to do a lifetime of firsts.

"Ms. Sawyer," the doctor said again when she didn't respond. "Are you ok?"

"No," she responded.