A/N: I know this story might be a bit confusing. It might help to go back and read from the beginning again up to the present ...which is where we will stay the rest of the story.
Jack twirled around when he heard the doors open, relieved to see a doctor approaching, until he studied his face. Steeling himself against the news, he met the man's eyes steadfastly, waiting.
"Mr. Hudson?" the doctor asked, offering a hand in greeting. "I'm Dr. Marcus."
Jack took his hand, shaking it, while confirming his identity. "How is she?" he asked hesitantly, almost afraid of the answer. "I know she had a headache earlier, is this episode related to that?"
"Frankly, I don't know," the doctor sighed. "I was hoping you could help me out. It seems she's slightly confused, got herself all worked up. I finally gave her a sedative to calm her down. I hope to have answers to her questions before she wakes up."
"What do you mean, confused?"
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Jack entered the dimly lit room and took a seat by the bed. He reached for her hand, bringing it to his lips to bestow a gentle kiss there. Running his thumb absently over the smooth skin, he waited for her to wake, wondering who he would face. He didn't have to wait long as he saw her stir, her eyelashes fluttering open.
She felt his presence before it registered that he held her hand. Drawing upon his strength and his encouraging presence, she turned her head to capture his gaze. "Jack?"
He recognized the question for what it was, one seeking reassurance. "Hey," he whispered, scooting closer so he could lightly stroke the hair off her forehead. "How are you feeling?"
Tears pooled in her eyes as she furiously tried to blink them away. Clinging to his hand, she sought his warm eyes before speaking. "I don't know what's going on, Jack. The doctor seems to think I'm married, and have a kid. Why would he think that?"
"What's the last thing you remember, before waking up here?" he asked, ignoring her questions for the moment.
She gave him a funny look before quickly answering, "I remember getting in the car at the Welch house and seeing Trevor. He'd been shot, Jack, in the head. I scrambled to get out of the car and that's the last thing I remember. I thought I'd been shot, but I don't feel anything," she whispered, her hand once again running quickly over the back of her head. "What happened, did I get hit on the head? What made me faint? Do you know why I'm here?"
Jack squeezed her hand, "You're here because you passed out."
Sue pulled her hand out of his, some of her natural feistiness surfacing, "Don't give me that, Jack. If you know why I'm here, tell me. My head hurts and the doctor has done nothing but confuse me."
Jack covered his mouth with his hand, trying to hide the smile that threatened to spread across his face at her snit, knowing she would not appreciate his reaction. He was totally unprepared when she grabbed his hand, bringing it closer to her face.
"What is this?" she demanded, spying the gold ring on his left hand. "Is this a wedding ring?" Her eyes flashed to his, confusion clouding her expression. "Why are you wearing a wedding ring? Are you undercover?" He hated the look of despair on her features, knowing nothing was making sense to her.
Dancing his fingers lightly down her face, he drew her gaze back to his. "Susa...Sue, you were shot at Senator Welch's house, but that was five years ago." Taking her hand again in his, and refusing to let go, he continued, "When you woke up, you didn't remember any of us. You basically had to start your life over, and you did a remarkable job. And now, it seems, your memory has finally decided to return, only now your last five years appear to be missing."
Sue stared at him in disbelief. "This isn't funny, Jack. Please don't kid with me right now." But deep down she knew he wasn't kidding. His face was sincere, his look earnest. "But what...but how...who..." her voice faltered, as she tried desperately to digest this information. "And you're married?" she whispered, hurt flooding her eyes, and clogging her throat.
"Yes, Sue," he answered softly, "I am married. To you."
