Deputy Parrish sat at his desk, deep in thought.
Three years ago he had woken up, in the middle of Iraq, with no idea who he was or where he had come from. The doctors informed him he had been caught in the ricochet of a bomb blast and had been severely injured.
Nobody knew who he was. It was deducted that his whole team had died in the event that had left him an amnesiac.
He decided to stay and continue fighting once he was healthy enough. But now, he was in Beacon Hills, this crazy town which seemed familiar for some reason.
Parrish didn't know why he had chosen Beacon Hills; something about it had just called to him.
Now he was working out it was because he had once lived here. His memories were coming back. This place was triggering them.
Little things were coming back. A house. A pool. He couldn't remember being happy here. He wasn't sure if the happy memories were going to come with time or whether he had just never been happy in Beacon Hills.
One thing, one very important thing came back to him this morning.
"Cam." He mumbled to himself.
"Excuse me?" The Sheriff stopped as he was walking past.
Parrish looked up, jarred out of his thoughts.
"Oh, nothing, it's just, uh, my name. It's Cam." He said, with a mixture of apprehension and excitement running through his veins.
The Sheriff squinted at Parrish in confusion. "I thought your name was James."
"No, um, that's the name I choose when I couldn't remember my real one."
"Ah, I forgot you're an amnesiac." Sheriff Stilinski nodded. "So you're remembering are you?"
"Bit by bit. It's this town. I used to live here." Cam had a thought. "You've lived here for a long time haven't you? Do you maybe recognize me?"
Stilinski thought for a second. "There is something slightly familiar about you. But there are lot of people that have come and gone in this town, so unless you have a criminal record, I probably wouldn't remember you. And if you had a criminal record, your joy would be short lived, because I would have to fire you."
Cam gave a small laugh. Stilinski smiled. "Get back to work."
"Yes sir."
