Chapter 1

Minnesota

A flash of jealousy spread across Macie's face when she saw a young boy with short sandy coloured hair approaching; he looked to be in-between the ages of Jesse and herself, "Go away Dylan Matterson, nobody here wants to play with you!"

"But I do..." Jesse piped up, "Ow!" He cried out when she elbowed him in the shoulder.

"Macie leave him alone, he's just a little kid!"

She went all innocent looking, "I didn't do anything."

"Yeah you did, and you pinned him against the wall too, I saw you." Dylan turned to the younger boy, "You don't have to do what Macie says Jesse, she's not your Mom."

Jesse's face lit up, "You mean I don't have to marry her!?"

Dylan screwed up his face, "Marry her?! No way!"

"Yeah he does, Jesse promised he would..." Macie gave a smug smile, "And you can't break a promise."

Dylan looked at Jesse, "Did you really promise to marry her?" Jesse nodded, "Why...?"

"Because I like my plane not being broked..."

"Aw Jesse, I would have just asked my Dad to make you a new one...In fact, my Dad said I can make something all on my own, and you can help if you wanna!"

Jesse's face lit up, "Really?!"

"Sure...Come on!"

"Hey!" Macie yelled, tugging him one way "Jesse's playing with me!"

"No he's not, he's playing with me!" Dylan tugged him the other way,

"Can't we just all play together?" Jesse asked; sighing as his questioned gained a unanimous "No".

"He has to play with me!"

"No he doesn't Macie, he can play with whoever he wants to."

The little girl gave a smug look, "Ok then, let's ask him who he'd rather play with then."

"Fine."

The two of them looked at the younger boy expectantly.

"Who do you wanna play with Jesse, me...Or dumb boring Dylan?" Macie smirked, it was so obvious that Jesse was going to pick he...

"Dylan."

The young girls face contorted with anger; she went to grab Jesse, but Dylan stood in front of him, "He picked me Macie, so go away." Dylan held Jesse's wrist and tugged him away gently, "Come on, my Dad's got all the stuff we'll need set up in the garage for us."

"No!" Macie yelled, grabbing Jesse's other wrist and jerking him back towards her.

"Ow!" Jesse cried out in pain.

Dylan glared at her, "That's it, I'm telling on you Macie!"

Macie rubbed her arm hard across the wall, causing a graze to appear, then held her arm up to show him, "If you tell on me, I'll say you did that."

"Yeah? Well Jesse's here too, and he saw you do it!"

"So? Jesse's not gonna tell on me, he's to scared."

Dylan looked at Jesse, who was looking down at the floor in a bid to avoid eye contact...Macie was right; Dylan gritted his teeth, "Fine...I won't tell."

Macie smirked, "Now come on Jes..."

"Macie!" Came a womans yell.

Dylan smirked back, "Your Mom's shouting...Guess you're not playing with Jesse afterall."

"She's not my Mom!" Macie yelled as she strolled away.

"Yeah, whatever." He turned to Jesse who was looking rather guilty and grinned, "Race you to the garage!"

"Hey, you didn't even say 'go'!" Jesse ran after him, "Dylan...Wait!"

Present Day.

Jesse rushed up to his friend and mentor, Dr Mark Sloan as he headed towards the Nurses Station, "Oh Mark, let me help you with those!"

Mark looked at him in confusion, "Those? Jesse it's just one file."

Jesse took the file regardless, "Yeah, but when you think of all the other files you've probably carried today...You really deserve a rest."

A few steps later they were at the Nurses Station, "Well, here we are...Thanks for the help Jesse."

"No problem..." The young Doctor gave an awkward smile, knowing full well how much of a loser he must have been looking to the older man right now, Just ask Mark if WhatsHerName can come to dinner already!, "Hey Mark..."

"Yeah?"

"I...Really like what you're wearing...It suits you...Brings out your eyes." Almost.

"Jesse...I'm wearing scrubs."

The younger mans eyes widened Damnit!, "Yeah...But still you look really smart...And clean..." Clean!? Seriously?!

Mark smirked, "Ok Jesse, what do you need...?"

"Need...Me? What Makes you think I need anything?" Jesse laughed him off, "Can't a friend just pay another friend a compli..."

"Sometime today Jess..."

"Uh well...I may have accidentally invited an old 'friend' over to your place for dinner tonight...Although I'm not exactly sure how I managed to do so."

Mark grinned, "Uh-uh...So, does this old friend have a name."

"Yeah...She did say what it was...I think it began with an 'N'...or was it 'M'...?" He wasn't usually so bad with names, but then again she didn't exactly give him chance to think.

"You don't know her name?"

"Yeah...That's the thing, I don't remember her exactly...In fact, I've been wracking my brain for the past half hour trying to figure out who she is...But I just keep drawing a blank."

"So let me get this straight...You've invited a girl who you don't actually know to my house for dinner...?"

Jesse looked mortified, "Oh Mark I'm so sorry, what was I thinking? I'll uninvite uh..." What the hell did she say her name was?!

"Macie."

"Right Macie!" Thank you Mark!, "I'll uninvite Macie to dinner at your Beach Ho...How did you know her name?" Jesse noticed the amused look on Mark's face, "Wait...Did you already know?"

"Steve may have mentioned something."

"You mean you let me go through all that for nothing?!"

"It's been a boring day...I need to get my entertainment from somewhere Jess." The young Doctor rolled his eyes in response, and Mark gave him a friendly shoulder squeeze, "...And of course Macie's welcome to have dinner at the Beach House."

Jesse gave a sigh of relief, "Thanks Mark."At least now I don't have to go through the trouble of uninviting her to the dinner I didn't even invite her to in the first place; Jesse squeezed the bridge of his nose...All this 'Reunion' crap was giving him a headache.

One awkward car ride with a passenger reminiscing about a time in his life that Jesse didn't even remember, one "You've already met Steve..." and two introductions later, Macie was passing around old photographs of a very young looking Jesse, much to everybodys enjoyment...Well everybodys except Jesse's that is. In fact it couldn't help but feel kind of weirded out that she carried photographs of himself around with her...Especially after so many years.

It was definitely Jesse in the photographs though, he knew that for a fact, although it didn't help him to remember at all.

"Aw, you look so adorable in that t-shirt Jesse." His friend and colleage Dr Amanda Livingston held the photo up to him.

Macie started to chuckle, "Oh that t-shirt...Jesse loved that t-shirt...He never wanted to take it off...Isn't that right Jesse?"

"Uh...Yeah?" He knew he should tell her that he has no clue who she is, but the more time that passed, the more foolish he felt about admitting it.

Steve pointed at one of the photographs, "Who's he?"

"Oh that's Dylan, no idea how he managed to sneak onto that photo...The two of us tried to keep our distance from him, he was a trouble maker...Isn't that right Jesse?"

Jesse had no recollection of anyone named Dylan either...Although he couldn't shake the feeling that Macie's account of him wasn't exactly accurate, "I...Don't remember him...Sorry."

There was something quite unnerving to Jesse about the smile that appeared on Macie's face after he'd said that.

"I'm not surprised you don't remember him...I'd want to forget him too if he'd treated me as horribly as he treated you Jesse." Macie frowned, "I couldn't tell you how many times I found myself stood in front of Jesse, trying to stop Dylan from hitting him."

Amanda shook her head, "Sometimes children can be so cruel...But at least you were lucky enough to have someone like Macie to stick up for you...Hey Jesse?"

"Yeah..." Jesse answered...Although somehow he wasn't so sure about that.