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Chapter 4

Alex walked back into the now empty room with the glass of water for Norma.

He frowned as he scanned the room. "Norma?" He called out worriedly.

His fear only grew once he noticed the cruiser was no longer parked out front and his keys were gone.

"Damn it!" Alex yelled, throwing the glass across the room.

He literally felt like his head was spinning. He was terrified. She had years of amnesia. Where would she go?

This was his fault. He had been trying to protect her but all he had done with lying to her...he just managed to make her distrust him even more than she had before the gas leak happened.

"I will never trust you again."

Those words just kept repeating in his head over and over. Those words haunted him when had been giving her CPR and he had been terrified those were the last words he would've ever heard her say to him.

He had promised himself that he would make things right. Make it up to her. All he'd managed to do was screw them up even more than before.

He needed to get a grip and deal with the situation. He had fucked up and now she was gone. He couldn't change that. All he could do was find her and just start being honest with her.

Her past was painful but he was now realizing his mistake. He shouldn't have been protecting her by lying to her. He should've been protecting her by being there for her, by facing it all with her.

Alex stopped short as he noticed that the newspaper was torn in half.

"The motel." Alex whispered to himself, feeling his blood run cold.

She was going to the motel.

He didn't know what she would remember when she walked in that house and he sure as hell couldn't let her face it alone.

Alex opened the drawer, grabbed the other set of keys for the other car he owned and took off out the door.

Norma drove for awhile until she saw the sign for the motel.

She turned and pulled the cruiser into the lot. She parked it and got out.

She stood still for a moment, and than walked over to the motel.

Than suddenly another flash hit her and she held her head in pain.

"No!" Norma pushed Shelby out of the way from shooting that girl.

Shelby looked at her with so much rage and shoved her against the wall and to the ground. "You stupid bitch!"

"Norma?"

Through her haze of pain she heard a female voice call out to her in concern.

"Oh my God, Mom are you ok?"

She heard and than felt a young male voice ask as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

The pain finally stopped and she turned around.

A young girl and a young man were both gazing at her with concern.

They obviously knew her but she had no memory of ever seeing either of them before in her life.

Dylan just looked his mom over in deep concern. She was just starting at them both blankly.

"Mom," He started as voice slightly broke. "I am so sorry about Norman.."

"Norman?" The name still sounded as unfamiliar to her as ever.

Emma just took her in silently for a few moments. She had broke down in tears when she'd recieved the news. Norman had been the first friend she'd ever made. It devestated her that he was no longer in this world.

"Norma, I..." She trailed off helplessly. She didn't even know what to say. There were no words. Instead she reached out and hugged her tightly. "I'm so sorry." She finally whispered.

Norma was stunned by the gesture. The hug and this girl...it all felt very familiar to her.

Emma pulled back after a few moments when the hug wasn't returned.

"I'm sorry," Emma looked her over concerned. "I didn't mean to crowd you. I can't imagine what you're going through. Losing Norman..."

"Who is Norman?" Norma finally asked. "I seriously need to know what the deal is. When I first woke up in the hospital, Alex was apologizing to me. Telling me that Norman was dead. Telling me that Norman is my son." She shook her head, it all sounding so ridicoulous to her. "But that 's impossible. I don't have kids, I don't have a son.."

Dylan and Emma stood still shocked. They each looked at each other worriedly.

Dylan felt hurt when Norma said she didn't have a son. It nearly brought back all the earlier memories of when Norma pushed him out of her life. But this time...it wasn't her fault. It couldn't be helped.

It now hit him like a ton of bricks why she had been looking at him and Emma with blank stares.

Why she hadn't even hugged Emma back...a girl that Dylan knew for a fact Norma thought of as a daughter.

It was all crystal clear to him.

Norma didn't have a clue who the hell either of them were.

"Norma," Emma spoke softly. "you do have a son. You have two sons. Norman was one, and" She gestured towards Dylan. "Dylan is the other."

"But I..." Norma trailed off as she looked into Emma's eyes..she saw the truth in them. She then gazed over to Dylan who was looking at her with so much sympathy that it just nearly did her in. "I don't remember."

This time Dylan spoke. "It's ok." He gently spoke. "Whatever you don't remember, you'll get it back."

A sob erupted from Norma's throat. "I don't remember! I have two sons?! One of them is dead and I do not remember a single thing or even feel the loss! What kind of mother am I?! What kind of person am I?!"

"Mom," Dylan gently touched her arm. "you have so much love...you'll remember it eventually. I know you will."

"I'm sorry." Norma cried out. "I am so sorry. I can't...I need to be alone. I'm...I'm sorry!"

Norma pulled back and bolted, running up the steps and into the house.

"Jesus." Emma murmured, her heart breaking for Norma.

"Yeah." Dylan responded back, dazed from everything. "I lost my brother...I can't bare to lose her too."

"Hey," Emma softly touched his face. "you won't. You said it yourself, she will eventually remember. I think we came back just in time."