Lucky
The newly-wedded Mr and Mrs Rhys Williams lay crumpled and asleep on their hotel bed. Both with tear streaks down their faces.
'There'll be no secrets in this marriage.' Gwen had declared only days ago, before calling her husband 'Jack' during an intimate moment of their honeymoon.
Then, of course, the Retcon she snuck out of the Hub came in handy.
Gwen had lived with the same shame and guilt once before, she had promised herself never again.
Lucky there was more than just one amnesia pill.
Jack- the man himself, was most pissed when Gwen stumbled back to work a day later than planned, then claimed to have thought they were on schedule.