Forget You – Chapter Three – What's Wrong with DJ?

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After that, DJ couldn't get the feeling of familiarity with Emma to shake. There was just something about her that kept bugging her, yet DJ couldn't put her finger on it.

But instead of pondering on it for the rest of the day, she pushed the thought to the back of her mind, letting her focus on her work. And when the thought did come to mind, DJ would shove it back into the little box.

Of course, she didn't notice the glances Matt would throw in her direction every now and then. He was still concerned about her from that morning and whenever Emma would come back to mind, she would get a faraway look on her face, deep in thought before she shook her head and continued on with work.

When seven p.m. rolled around, it was time to close the clinic up and head home. "Do you want me to walk home with you?" Matt had asked.

"That's very sweet of you, but I'll be okay." Both Matt and Steve, her very first love, had been competing for DJ's love for the last few weeks now. But she couldn't choose which one she should date. Matt was a nice guy and seemed to have genuine feelings for her, but at the same time, she had dated Steve for a long time and they had really loved each other.

"Are you su-" Matt was about to ask but DJ cut him off. "Please, I kind of just want to be alone right now. You understand, right?" Matt nodded and DJ walked off down the street.

The walk home was long, but it did give her time to think over everything that had happened not only that day, but also the last nineteen years.

"Come on, Deej. You can do it. Can you please open your eyes?" The voice was soft and gentle, as if afraid any sudden noise or movement would result in something horrible.

Trying again, this time she managed to open her eyes and squint at the dace hovering above her.

"DJ…"

It took a moment or two for her vision to clear up, but when it did she saw her father's concerned yet relived face leaning over her. "Oh thank God. Jesse, get the doctor!"

She tried to move a little to see what was going on, but as soon as she tried to move her body she realised how much pain it caused her. "Don't move, honey. You're in the hospital, you were hurt pretty badly. It's probably best I let the doctor explain it to you."

Just as Danny finished explaining Jesse walked back in with a male doctor trailing behind. He walked over to DJ and began to check over a few things.

Once he was done, he stepped back and wrote something on her chart before turning to Danny and Jesse who were the only two in the room. "Now she's awake it looks like it's up from here." This time he addressed DJ. "Hello Miss Tanner, I'm Doctor Noah Jones and I'm the one who's been looking after while you've been here. Is there anything you want before we begin?"

"Water, please." She voice cracked a little, her throat dry. "Of course." Noah called a passing nurse who quickly rushed down the hallway, returning with a glass of water with a straw. With a little struggling, they managed to sit her upright so she could drink her water.

"Miss Tanner, do you remember how you got here?" Noah asked softly, this was going to be a delicate situation.

DJ shook her head no and Noah continued. "You were involved in a head on collision about eighteen hours ago. When you were brought in you were barely responsive, muttering a word or two here and there but not too much before you stayed fully unconscious. You suffered from several cracked ribs, a broken arm and a server concussion, which caused you to stay out for those hours. We're going to keep you in for a couple of days, just to monitor your injuries and see how they heal, but hopefully you should be out of here soon."

"Accident?" Was the first thing DJ had said after waking up, apart from asking for water. "How- how is the other..." She trailed off, not knowing how to process the information she had been given. The pain in both her head and ribs was horrid.

"The person in the second car, a man, was… he passed away at the scene." Noah hesitated for a moment in the middle, not sure of DJ's reaction.

DJ herself gasped and the sudden movement caused her to cry out in pain. "What's wrong, Deej?" Danny asked, noticing that the pained expression stayed on his daughter's face. "Ribs." She managed to gasp out.

"We'll adjust your pain medication so that it's stronger, hopefully that will take away from the pain until it is a little more bearable." Noah told her. "Just try not to move too much. Would you like to lay back down?" DJ nodded her head slightly, afraid she might make herself dizzy.

Once she was back laying down and the pain medication was increased, Noah left. DJ closed her eyes to try and help with the pain in her skull when she remembered something. "Dad?"

Danny jumped a little, DJ's voice having broken the silence. Jesse had left to go home since it was the very early hours of the morning, Becky had taken home the twins and Michelle at around nine the previous night. "Yes, Deej?"

"Dad," DJ began. "Where's Stephanie?"

"Mom?" The voice of DJ's twelve-year-old son pulled her out of her thoughts. Blinking back to reality, DJ noticed that she was stood inside her sitting room, Max and Jackson sat around the coffee table playing a board game.

"Yes, Jackson?"

"Oh, you are there then," He joked. At his mother's questioning look, he continued. "You just didn't seem to be with it when you walked in here earlier."

"I was just thinking about something that happened at work today." Did that count as a lie? Something did happen at work today, but it wasn't what she was thinking of. "So have you had dinner yet?"

Max shook his head. "Not yet, Aunt Michelle is busy with Tommy. She said something about a tooth. And Kimmy and Ramona went out about an hour ago."

"I'll put something on then. Do you want chicken or fish?" DJ asked as she walked through to the kitchen.

Max and Jackson exchanged a look. Something was off about their mother.

After dinner, the Tanner-Gibbler-Fuller bunch gathered in the sitting room, minus DJ and Tommy. Soon after they had finished eating, DJ had picked up Tommy, telling everyone she was going to get Tommy ready for bed and then turn in early herself.

"Does something seem different about DJ, or is it just me?" Ramona asked, getting distracted by her phone when it beeped.

"No, something's defiantly wrong with her. She just seems… sad." Jackson jumped in. The three kids looked over to Kimmy and Michelle to see if they knew what was wrong.

Said pair also exchanged a glance, followed by Michelle looking over to the space above the fireplace before looking back. "It is coming up."

Kimmy bit her lip. "But she isn't normally like this. I mean, sure, she's upset. But never like this. She hasn't been for years."

It was then that Jackson, Ramona and Max – well, Max as well as he could – understood what they were talking about. They all looked over to the same place Michelle had previously.

Sat on the shelve was the last school picture of Stephanie. The Aunt they had never met.

You guys are loving this story! I am so glad. Thank you all for your support so far! A little question for you, which team are you – Team Matt or Team Steve? Personally I am Team Steve because I watched the episode where they have the flash backs about their kisses and the DJ/Steve one hit me hard. Let me know in a review below what team you are on! Also, I am no doctor nor medical student and I guessed about that medical stuff, it's probably wrong, so could we imagine it's right?