(Hey after you are done reading this go onto my profile and look at my stories because I have posted a one-shot I feel very proud of called "Ring or not?". So clearly I am enjoying writing this, and I know that most of you are asking where is Ryan? And to this I have one answer: It doesn't matter where he is because if Neil can't find him and remember everything he will totaly forget it when he wakes up. -Love, Sterwolf59)

Colm gripped me' hand and pulled me through the crowd of teddybears and penguins till we found a door. Just a totaly random door just standing in the middle of the crowd, Emmet, Keith, and Damian didn't follow us. Something was wrong, actualy a lot was wrong. The kiss, his hand in mine, everything, but he was me' boyfriend right? I mean what Emmet couldn't be right, could he? Could I have actualy have created some person te' make me forget someone? No, that's stupid why in hell would I do that? I looked around the door and it was literaly a free standing door I also looked around the crowd te' see if maybe I could see somebody else and nope, nobody was in sight besides the unusaly large animals. Colm laughed at me' expression then grabbed the doorknob, and turned it lightly moving it till I saw a large rectangle of black.
"Do we seriously have te' go through there?" I asked toward him and he just looked at me with a goofy grin.
"Yep." He just kept smiling then his hand was out of me' hand and behind me back.
"seriously?" He just nodded then I was falling through the black and as I fell Colm was falling next te' me. We were just falling. Wind rushed around us and I just stared into his eyes, his colorless eyes. Colorless? People don't just have colorless eyes. Suddenly Emmet's damn warning rang through me' ears. Then we landed. The ground was soft and very unfamillar. I rose me'self up and looked around, a hall? This was a hall back stage at one of our concerts we had. "Colm, can I ask ye' something? Please do not get offended okay?"
"Do worry I won't." He chuckled as he looked at me and gently wrapped his hand around mine again. We just started walking down this weird hallway.
"How did we meet? I..I can't-" I looked at the ground feeling a light blush creep up te' me' cheeks. He just chuckled a chuckle that I didn't remember, no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't remember him.
"Don't be embarrest babe it's not ye'r fault ye' were in a car crash." He looked directly over at me with a smile. "well I was seventeen, and I went te' ye' first concert with Celtic Thunder. Right after the show I managed te' find ye' and tell ye' how amazing ye' are then ye' signed a grey hat I was wearing. I still have that hat." He laughed a full laugh as he looked at the ground with a wide smile. "Then the day I turned 21 instead of going te' me' birthday party I went te' an audtion for CT and I made it. Then when Paul quit I was giving the job then ye' were promoted te' singer and I offical met ye' then two years later I actualy managed te' ask ye' out. Being a younger guy I was so scared that ye' would say know." He laughed again. I smiled te' but not because I remembered but because the imagine Colm was making was beautiful, and adorable.
"Thanks I think I'm starting te' remember that a little." It was lie but I was hoping maybe it would come back soon.
"Alright good." He said and looked ahead. "We are almost there."
"Where are we going?" I asked completely lost.
"Well there are at least three more guys ye' don't remember." Now he was smirking at me as he pulled me through the last door way. This room was large like a giant ball room out of a fairytale with a HUGE chandilier hanging in the very center. Then I saw the stage on the opposite side of the wall with two guys on it, one of them was tall and lanky with blonde hair as the other was tall with neatly styled hair. They were Cameron and Paul and I knew that. Nothing seemed physicaly wrong with them, but then again nothing looked wrong with Keith either. Cameron was standing there tuning his guitar then I noticed that Paul's hand was resting on the piano then they started tickling and the music began.

Paul:/2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes,
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason./

Paul and Cameron:/'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe/

Cameron:/May he turned 21 on the base at Fort Bliss,
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it./

Paul and Cameron:/Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe/

Paul and Cameron:/There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again If you'd only try turning around./

Paul and Cameron:/2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song,
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to,
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd,
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud,
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to/

Paul and Cameron:/But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table No one can find the rewind button now Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe./

"What's with everyone and singing?" I asked the question as I noticed that Colm and I hadn't moved since they started.
"Neil-darlin' ye' are in Celtic Thunder a singing group most of ye'r life is music." He chuckled as if the answer was that simple.
"Yeah, but music isn't me' entire life." Paul and Cameron were looking at eachother and talking as they tuned their instruments I was very shocked that they didn't notice us yet.
"okay darlin'." Colm smirked again completely not believing me at all and looked away as he pulled me toward the little stage.
"Hey, Neil." Paul said, his voice light and fluffy.
"Hey guys." I smiled back at them.
"You enjoy our little song?" Paul asked with an american twang in his voice.
"Absolutely, Cam ye'r verse was a little tear jerking." I said bearly taking note of the fact that Paul didn't have an irish accent.
"Thank ye'." Cam said not looking at me with a depressed scowl on his face.
"Okay, Cameron ye'r not irish well..." I thought through what I said and admended it. "..ye' don't have an irish accent and ye' are not a dark depressed person." Cameron's head did a little jerk and suddenly he was the Cameron I remembered.
"Good job Neil you are doing well with all this craziness." Paul said very carefully articulating each word.
"Paul what's all wrong with ye'?" I asked as Colm let go of me and jumped up on the stage.
"Oh come on Neil you know I can't tell you that." Paul smiled at me as he sat on the edge of the stage looking with childish wonder around the ballroom. "Because technically I don't know." He smiled and I just looked down as I thought and thought trying te' figure out what was wrong.
"Hey, Neil mind if I sing a littlen song for ye'?" Colm asked as he found a microphone near the piano.
"Why would I?" I smiled at him as I noticed that this would be his fourth song he sang. He must be me' boyfriend right? Why would he sing so many songs te' me if he wasn't? Colm winked at me and started playing the piano as Paul and Cameron got off the stage.

Colm:/You're a falling star, you're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And You're the perfect thing to see./

Colm:/And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you./

Colm:/And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times,
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything./

Colm:/You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday./

Colm:/And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do./

Colm:/And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times,
It's you, it's you, you make me sing,
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything./

Paul and Cameron:/So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La.
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La/

Colm:/And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times,
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
Cause you're my everything.
yeah, yeah/

Colm, Paul and Cameron:/So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La/

The song ended and with that a feeling of something wrong posioned me' brain. Colm got down from the stage and quickly pulled me into a hug that then lead te' a kiss. Another wrong kiss that seemed te' haunt and stay on me' lips even after he pulled away from me. Colm smiled at me and I smiled back very fakely. Neither Cameron or Paul had a blue halo yet so clearly I didn't remember everything just was gonna kiss me again but Paul stopped him.
"Oh com'on now we don't want to see none of that." I looked at the man and I was shocked.
"Paul ye' have a dublin accent and ye' LOVE sweet mushy romance, and Cameron ye'r boyfriend is Emmet ye' need te' go find him." I said as I chuckled as they became themselves again with blue halos.
"Hey guys I'm gonna go meet up with Em, Keith and Damo. Ye' coming Paul?" Cameron walked past me as he spoke then Colm said.
"Hey Neil I'm gonna go with them and make sure they get back, okay?" I didn't answer I just nodded as I looked around the ballroom again. The three men left and I was alone with the guitar and piano on the stage.I looked them over for a second then decided 'if everyone else gets te' sing why don't I?' I slowly got up onto the stage almost expecting someone te' walk in and stop me but nobody did. I sat in front of the piano and started playing the first song I thought of.

Me:/Broke frames,
So dark inside,
Faces mismatched,
Trickle out in a line,
Waves of shadows, Scattered dreams,
Where are you? Where are you? Trying to find What do I see? Pictures that rhyme Colors that breathe I need to Discover more,
Find where I've been,
Let images pour? Trying to find What do I see?
Pictures that rhyme Colors that breathe,

Trying to find What do I see?/
George:/(Where are you?)/

Me:/Pictures that rhyme,/ George:/(Where are you?)/

ME:/Colors that breathe ,/
George:/(Where are you?)/

As the song ended I realized I wasn't the only person in the room anymore. At the foot of the stage stood George, our fearless scottish leader. He wore a nice black jecket that matched his pants and shoes and was very contrasting te' his white shirt and un-done red bow tie that hung around his neck. Then I saw his face he looked very sad.
"George what's wrong?"
"Why did ye' sing that song?" He didn't answer me' question.
"It was just the first song I thought of." He kept his eyes on me and I could tell he didn't believe a single word of me' lie. "I just feel so lost and confused, I just don't feel like me."
"Why?" George asked getting up on the stage with me and then he pulled a comb out of his jacket and combed his long black beautiful hair.
"I don't know I just-" I looked around then just gave up and sat down directly on the stage. "I just feel like some part of me is missing."
"I'm sorry Neil, I wish I could help more." He kept brushing his hair as he spoke.
"Was Emmet right?" He joined me on the ground and I looked at him hoping he would give me a straight answer.
"Do ye' think he was right?"
"It just seems crazy. I mean why would I want te' forget anything?"
"Maybe that's not why ye' did it."
"Now what do ye' mean?"
"Maybe this 'bad guy' was created when ye' were in pain. Maybe ye' didn't want him te' actual try and decieve but ye' were thinking something so strong that this 'bad guy' thinks that, that is what ye' need protected from..." George was talking very deeply and it took a second te' completely understand what he was saying.
"Maybe..."I trailed off then I noticed something. "George did ye' know me' last name?" He just shook his head, his beautiful hair flopping in the wind. "okay so I have te' do this first because I'm having a hard time not laughing when I look at ye'. George ye' are bald and ye' are the oldest member of Celtic Thunder." His body followed me' instructions and as the black hair grew short then dissapear his halo appeared along with the lines of age on his face. "Okay, good-" The halo of awesome blue totaly lost their effect. "-Do ye' know me' last name?"
"Yeah, Byrne." George looked preplexed by the question.
"See, that sounds wrong sounds like I was going te' change it te' somthing else." A memory was allmost resurfacing but te' no avail.
"Good job babe." Colm's voice came from the hall on the other side of the room. "Ye've remember everyone in CT." Colm came closer and George just hopped down from the stage and dissapeared in the hall Colm came from without even saying good bye.
"Really that was everyone? I thought there was one more?"
"Nope." He grabbed me' hand and helped me get down from the stage and yet this all still felt wrong. "Are ye' sure because I feel like I'm missing somebody important."
"Nope I'm sure." He smiled and I noticed that the room was starting te' rock back and forth then with a violent shake I was thrown te' the ground and the shaking contuined. Colm helped me up.
"What's going on?" "Ye'r starting te' wake up." Colm answered coolly.
"But if ye'r me' boyfriend and ye' don't have a halo it means I'll forget ye' doesn't it?"
"Don't worry ye' just need te' remember what ye' said when I ask ye' this question." I looked over at Colm but he was kneeling te' the ground with a simple gold and blue ring in his hand then he said "Neil will ye' do me the honor of becoming Mr. Neil Keegan?" I felt me' jaw drop as the whole world shook "Please say yes?"

(I hope you all are screaming "NEIL GOD DAMN IT! YOUR NAME IS NEIL KELLY!" because if your not it means I'm a bad writer and didn't do my job right and for that I am sorry. It almost killed me to give Colm 'Everything' by Michael Buble' but it was...a good descion I think. So I will post another little one shot before I post the next and final part of 'Memory of Neil Something' and just so you know: Ryan gave Neil a silver and red ring in book 2 of my saga as their wedding ring.)