Chapter 4- Who am I?

Mac sat in the ICU holding Stella's hand. Stella had been asleep for four months now and Mac was starting to get scared. The doctors and nurses told him that she'd never wake up again, but he didn't believe that. He couldn't believe that. "Stella sweetheart, please, come back. I miss you. Please sweetheart, come back." With that, he leaned over and gently kissed her forehead, then prayed that God wouldn't take her from him and fell asleep holding her hand

A while later, Stella slowly opened her eyes. "Uhh, my head." She moaned while looking around. Where am I? She thought to herself. Then, she noticed a man sitting next to her holding her hand. Who is that and why is he holding my hand? More importantly, who am I?"

Mac was still dozing when he thought he heard Stella moan. He slowly opened his eyes and saw her staring at him with a confused expression on her face. "YOUR ALIVE!" Mac screamed as he wrapped his arms tight around her. "My god, I thought I lost you, Stella." He said tearfully as he held her tight, not wanting to let go.

"Hey, leggo of me, Get your hands off me!" Stella screamed as she struggled to free herself from Mac's tight grasp. Confused, Mac let go of her. What's wrong with her? Did I hurt her? He thought to himself, and then he looked into her green eyes and saw fear and confusion. She doesn't know who I am, she's got amnesia.

"It's okay, your safe. I'm not going to hurt you. You're in the hospital. I'm Mac Taylor and your Stella Bonasera. We work together." Mac said in a comforting voice.

"Okay, well what am I doing in the hospital? Did I hurt myself?" Stella asked, still confused.

"You've been asleep for four months now. Someone, shoved you face first down a flight of stairs and then brutally pounded your face." Mac replied as tears filled his eyes.

Stella stared at him, her eyes wide with fear. This was all very scary and confusing for her. What if the person comes back to hurt me again? She thought to herself.

Mac reached out and took her hand. "It's okay, Stella. I know this must be very scary and confusing for you."

Stella yanked her hand away from him, and then slowly shook her head. "No you don't. You know who you are. I don't know who I am. I don't know anything!"

Just then, a nurse entered the room. When she saw Stella was awake, she stopped and stared at her unable to believe her eyes. "Miss Bonasera, your awake!"

She exclaimed. "I've gotta go tell Dr. Jensen." With that, she turned and ran out of the room She came back a while later with the doctor. The doctor smiled as he approached Stella's bed. "Well, Miss Bonasera. I'm very glad to see you back with us again, You've been out for a very long time. How are you feeling?"

"My heads pounding terribly and I can't remember anything" Stella replied.

"Well, memory loss in typical in head injuries. As for your pounding head, you probably have a very bad concussion. You took quite a spill down a flight of stairs and then got your face pounded; we'll have to run some tests to be sure though. I'll go and get those ordered." The doctor said, then left the room

Stella slowly turned her head and looked at Mac. "This is very frustrating, I wish I could remember something. I don't even know who I am anymore."

"I can tell you some things about yourself, if you want." Mac said, looking back at her.

"Okay." Stella replied.

Mac smiled at her. "Well, let's see. You're a very stubborn and intelligent person who grew up in an orphanage ran by nuns. You're also half Greek and half Italian."

"I was an orphan, No parent's, no family. Or maybe I did and they just didn't want me." Stella said sadly, and then glanced down at her bed sheets.

Mac reached out and gently lifted her chin up. Stella turned her head away from him. "Stella, look at me." Slowly, she turned her head and looked at him. "I have a feeling that you had some very kind, and loving parents that either died when you were little or couldn't take care of you. I'm sure they wanted you."

"You really think so?" Stella asked as tears filled her eyes.

"Yes I do, I'm sure they loved and wanted you."

A while later, the door opened, and a nurse entered pushing a wheelchair. "It's time for your tests" She said as she approached the bed and then put the brakes on. Taking Stella's hand, Mac helped her into the wheelchair. "You'll…you'll still be here when I get back, right. Your…your not going anywhere." Stella said, looking up at Mac.

Mac knelt down in front of her. "I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying right here." He said, then gently kissed her forehead, and stood up.

Stella stared up at him confused, he told her they worked together, but were they just co-workers or was there more to it. She shook her head; everything was so scary and confusing. "Okay, we have to go now." The nurse said, and with that, she moved the wheelchair away from the bed, then turned around and left the room.