His hazy sleep had woken him up while at the hospital. He was still deciphering what had happened minutes ago in his room, but couldn't tell who or what was there. Tommy sighed softly as he blinked his eyes again.

His mind was lost. He couldn't comprehend the surroundings, but he probably knew it would be best to lay in his bed. As he tried to turn, the sound of his monitor had gone off for a second. He groaned at the sight of it, but in mind, he thought it was an alarm clock.

During the intervening time, John and Steven had thrown some words back at each other. The two men squared off as Kayla shielded her ears from the fighting words.

"You better not say he's dead Carmichael," John groaned at him as he crossed his arms.

Steven snickered at the thought, "What if he is? You probably are losing it, Perkins. After all, I won the race this afternoon," he glared.

"You little…"

"Say it, you know I'm right."

"No, you're not right. I haven't gotten a call from the officials, so how can you possibly win?"

"I'll be the judge of it. Soon, the city of Angel Grove will realize I'm the best racer there is."

"Carmichael, why don't you leave already? You're quite known for stirring all this trouble on Tommy."

"Me? Trouble? That doesn't even begin with me."

"Riiiiight."

As the men continued to fight, Kayla stood between them. She groaned at Steven as he started pointing and arguing back with full force. She didn't like Steven. He was a terrible memory that she'd like to forget.

"Kayla, go sit down, please," John ordered his daughter.

"No, not till you two say sorry," she muttered.

"Kayla Ann Perkins, sit down," he continued instructing her to sit down next to Billy and Kat.

Kayla made a face and looked again at Steven with her child-like glare. She stomped on Steven's foot and walked away. Steve mouthed several words as the pain injected into his right foot.

She returned to her seat as she received high fives from Tanya, Kat, Jason, and Billy. Adam chuckled a little at the little girl who tried defending herself for her cousin.

"Serves you right, Carmichael – now go!" John demanded as he saw the young man hopping on one foot, "GO!" he yelled.

As Steven hopped away, he tripped over a tray of medical supplies that was being carried out to the operating room which was on the fourth floor of the building. His statistician and body guard helped him up as he continued hopping away.

"Thank God, he's gone," Katherine said as she saw the three hopped into the elevator.

"Yeah, he's caused enough trouble for today," Tanya stated as she looked at Kayla who walked over to sit next to her father.

Back in the hospital room, Tommy had slept for a while. His droopy brown eyes had continued to shift as he slept peacefully. As he tried to relax his aching body, his mind continued to wonder where he was.

'Where am I?' he asked himself as his inner self looked at him from above, 'I know that this can't be me. Certainly, I can't be lying on a hospital bed,' he questioned his inner self.

He began shifting around as he felt an outer body experience over come home. There were many questions that were still unanswered, but he couldn't figure out how to answer them if he didn't have the right questions.

Dr. Sullivan had returned from his patient checks that day. He had sat down with John and Kayla to explain that the incident Tommy had was a serious one, but it would take some time to let him heal.

Kayla had fallen asleep as she listened. John rocked her back and forth as he listened to the words of the doctor.

"Within the next few days, Tommy should resort back to his daily activities," he noted as he gave him a pamphlet on amnesia.

"I see and you noted that there will be a visiting nurse that will see how he's doing?" John questioned.

"That's correct."

"She will be here later on tonight, if you and your friends would like to meet her."

"Okay, thank you."

"It's not a problem, Mr. Perkins. We want Tommy to be normal and have his life again."

The two men conversed in Dr. Sullivan's office about the visiting nurse. She was a young woman possibly in her late teens. She had just finished nursing school and had experience in-home care. She was also a favorite among the many that surrounded her.

With Dr. Sullivan's permission, Tanya, Billy, Kat and Adam had entered Tommy's hospital room. Each had brought a card for him. Tommy sleepily had woken up to see four unfamiliar people.

"Hey sleepyhead," Kat said as she saw her friend looking at her with his brown eyes.

"Umm…hi," he said sleepily.

"Tommy, it's us – Kat, Billy, Tanya and me, your buddy Adam," the green clad teen said as he looked at his friend.

"Who's Tommy? Where am I?"

"How did I get here?"

"He doesn't remember us," Kat worriedly as she rested her head on Billy's chest.

Billy rubbed his fiancée's back as they both looked at him. Tanya tried to comfort her friend as they started a conversation with their memory lost friend.

"Tommy, do you recognize any of us?" she asked him.

"No, no I don't. I don't know who you are either," he responded as he looked at four people that were very unfamiliar to him.

"What about me? Your good ole friend Billy Cranston?"

"Nope, sorry. You all look very unfamiliar to me at this point."

The four looked at each other and then at Tommy. Their eyes looked at him in sorrow and worry on what may happen to their former leader and friend.

John had returned from Dr. Sullivan's office. He had Kayla on his waist as he entered.

"Someone's coming to take care of Tommy in a few days," he said.

"Really?" Aisha said as she entered the room with Rocky, "I heard the same thing," she notioned.

John nodded as he watched his ailing nephew look at all the faces he once knew.