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Disclaimer: I don't own Wizard of Waverly Place, or the characters. If I did, Justin and Alex would have been together the first episode, somehow.

Chapter 4: What?
Alex's POV

"Mason, let it go!" I shouted at him, tugging on my sketch book. He had been bothering me all day, and it was getting annoying. I really hoped that Justin would come running through the door to see what was going on. But with him taking Professor Crumbs job, I had barely seen him in a month.

Mom and dad, well, they still didn't like us being a couple, but could tolerate it. Max had been gone at some camp that taught you how to run different types of stores and such. I was somewhat relieved, but I did miss him.

I leaned backwards, still holding onto the book. It wasn't that I didn't want to show it off to people, but I just didn't like that he just thought he had the right to take other peoples property and snoop through it. Also, it was quite rude to think that he was able to just constantly be in the wizard lair without permission. Wait, how did he even get in here!

"Ugh, Mason!"

"Not until you agree," Mason smirked, pulling on it one last. I growled, tempted to pull out my wand and use it on him but I promised Justin I would behave. Well, I think he would say that this would be a moment to use it properly, wouldn't he?

"For the thirteenth time today, I am going out with JUSTIN!" I shouted, but was cut off short when he let go of the book suddenly, and felt myself tumbling back. I could see his eyes open wide before I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, and everything went black.

"Alex? Alex, can you hear me?" Someone was shaking me slightly. Okay, who was that, and why did he keep talking about some Alex? Unless, I was Alex... no, I'm pretty sure that's not my name.

I heard myself groan, the back of my head still hurting, equal to the painful headache I had aquired. I opened my eyes to see an adult man, who was somewhat balding if you looked at him closely. He looked relieved as he sighed, and reached down, lifting me gently off the couch.

And I screamed.

I jumped out of his grasp and flew backwards, coming into contact with something hard. A picture fell from the wall behind me, the almost broken glass revealing a girl who appeared to look like me when I was younger. That couldn't be me. Why did these people have a picture of me hanging on their wall?

"Alex?" A woman then said, her hair a light brown color, matching with her eyes that reminded my of my own. How is this possible? What was going on?

"Stay back," I said quietly but forcefully. I blindly reached to my side, finding an odd looking object that was shiny and had different parts sticking out. I held it out in front of me, trying to defend myself. I didn't know these people, and for all I knew they were dangerous.

"Alex, sweetie, calm down. And put Max's sculpture down." The woman said. I gripped it tighter, the ridges of it cutting my hand but I could care less. Why didn't I know who these people were?

"Who's Alex?" I questioned, and their eyes widened. "And who are you?"

"We're your parents. Mason, you need to tell us exactly what happenend." The male said, turning to Mason. Finally! Someone I knew! I rushed over to him, and he appeared confused for a moment, but then wrapped his arms around me and faced the other two.

"We were in the lair-" the guy gave him a glare. "and... she tripped and hit her head pretty hard on the wall. I took her here right after."

Wait, did he just say 'lair'? What is that? And what was stuck in my boot? I leaned down, grabbing it and pulling it out. What was this? Why did I keep a red stick with a small ball at the top in there? I waved it around and it started glowing. Woah, what was going on? I dropped it on the floor, the light dimming. I backed away from it, moving more into Mason who's arms tightened around me, pulling me closer.

"What's a lair? What was that? What is going on!" I asked, the tears coming to my eyes.

"Sweetie, I think you've lost your memory." The lady said, taking a step towards me.

What?

"I can't, no... I'm... what?" I got out, confused. There was no way that I lost my memory. I... couldn't remember anything. Except Mason. "I only remember Mason. Isn't he my boyfriend?"

Both of my so called "parents" looked at each other, then back at me.

"Alex, Mason-"

The door that I was close too openend, and a man who looked like he was around 19 walked in, and he... smiled at me? What?

"Uh... Justin, can we talk to you for a moment," The father said, grabbing a confused Justin by the shoulder and bringing him into a different room.

"Mason, I'm so confused..." I said, looking up at him. He grinned and smiled at me.

"It's okay, love. Yes, we are going out. I'm amazed that our Now, how about we ditch this place and we can go get some food." He said, and I almost thought that he was trying to get me to leave. Well, I didn't know these people. Maybe I should go with him. I just nodded my head, following him out. I could fainltly hear shouting until the door was closed.

Once we had walked a few blocks away, I tugged on Mason's hand and started firing him questions. I stopped and took a breath, before asking him the question I felt like I needed to know.

"Who was that Justin person?"

"Your brother. That's all."

Why did I feel somewhat dissapointed?

Justin's POV

"There has to be a spell," I somewhat screamed, frantically flipping pages in the book. There was no way that Alex could have lost her memory. Her memory of ME. She didn't even look at me for longer than a second.

"Justin-" Dad said, but I looked up and glared at him. He just sighed. "Justin, maybe this is for the best."

I froze. "How is this for the best? The love of my life, my sister, doesn't remember who I am. Mom even told me Alex thinks she's dating Mason. Mason." That's what that dog wanted. He wanted my girl.

"Justin. You know how your mother and I aren't really... agreeing to you and Alex... For right now, why don't you just take a break. There is no spell for memory loss. If you use a spell, it could corrupt her thoughts and she may never remember again. I think it's time to let her go."

Let her go? I couldn't do that. "I just got her back, dad. I'm not losing her again." I said, slamming the book closed and walking out of the lair, and up the stairs into the living room where I had last saw her with the mutt.

"Alex!" I shouted, expecting her to come running down the stairs or through the door like she usually did when I came home to see her. But there was no movement. I couldn't hear her tiny footsteps echoing through the halls. Or her sudden shriek when she noticed I was back. I didn't feel her arms around me, or her warmth, or her lips on my own.

I looked towards the front door to see that it was locked. I saw red as I stared at the knob, my fist opened hands closing into tight fists. Well played, Greyback. But not good enough.

My eyes are burning! Sorry this chapters kinda short, this wasn't the chapter I was going to upload, but I felt like this story needed to get a plot in it, and felt like it took a long enough time to get it out.

So tell me what you think. Do you think Mason's a jerk for telling Alex they were going out? And do you like the way that Justin reacted, or was he overreacting? Leave me a review people!

-May