A/N: Still don't own anything except Renny and Cory! ON WITH THE STORY!

Renny's P.O.V.

I was curled up into a ball, trying to overcome the pain left over from the cruciatus curse. The curse was able to make someone with a sane mind go bankers from the pain it brought.

"Renny!" Randall's hand grabbed mine and pulled me out of my ball-like form on the ground. "Are you okay?"

"Am I okay?" I gasped, "Are you okay, Randall?"

"Who cares?"

"I do!" Randall's eyes widened slightly. I could feel the heavy blush on my face, realizing what I had said. "I mean we're friends, right?" I quickly added, "Friends care about friends, yeah?" Randall nodded. "Great. Now how do you feel? Quasimodo's a rough fighter."

"Other than a bad headache, fine really." He gave a shrug and smiled at me. "No need to worry!"

I tilted my head in confusion. Quasimodo was a cheater and he played dirty in fights. I've had to heal so many monsters who wanted to take his place in the kitchen. Every time I asked them if they were okay a few days afterwards, they would say they were in a lot of pain all over. But with Randall? A bad headache!

"Impossible," I mumbled.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing. Just, Quasimodo's rough. Not a lot of people are almost one hundred percent after fighting him."

I sat down on my bed and sighed. "What?"

"So many memories in this hotel."

"That's great."

"I remember when Winnie, one of Wayne's kids, threw her brother out of a window. The glass shattered, and her brother broke two ribs and an arm."

"That's... horrible."

"They're werewolf kids. They heal quick." I shrugged at him. "But the point I'm trying to make is I've been here for ten years. I don't know anything else before that. Twenty years are gone from my memory." I got up and walked towards the window, staring out of it. "How many friends have I lost? Family? Do I have any children?" I turned to Randall and smiled softly at him. "I've always wanted kids. Trying to raise them. Messing up. Having fun." I turned back to the window. "I'm Renny Lawrence. I know only that. And I hate it."

I felt Randall wrap his arms around me and put his head in the crook of my neck. "I'm sorry about that."

I turned to him. "I have to know! Did I have a boyfriend? A husband? Was I alone?" I started to tear up. "I just don't wanna be alone."

In an instant, Randall was by my side. His arms were around my waist and his head in the crook of my neck. "You weren't alone," He mumbled.

"How could you-?"

He sighed onto my neck, giving me chills. "Truth time. I knew you ten years ago, before you came here."

"What? No. It couldn't be."

"Yes, it can. I knew you."

"So, that Hope girl?"

"You."

I looked at him and shoved him off me. "You... you seriously expect me to believe that?" I laughed. "If you really think I believe that, you are sorely mistaken! Sorely FUCKING MISTAKEN!"

"Of course I didn't expect you to believe me, Renny," He mumbled, "Mary on the other hand-,"

"And what about her!" I yelled, "What is she in all this?!"

"For years you were her Mommy."

"How the fuck is that possible?! I'm not human!"

"More like a surrogate mother than a birth mother. Her real one wasn't around much and so you decided to step up."

"I don't even like children!" I groaned. Lies.

"Yes, you did!" Randall grabbed me and pulled me close, "You loved children, and you'd put up with the bullshit of any kid that crossed your path."

"I. Hate. Kids." More lies.

"You loved them, and you loved everything around you. You loved your family, you loved your friends, and you loved me."

"I DON'T KNOW YOU!" I screamed, "And I sure as fuck don't wanna." Even more lies.

Randall grasped my shoulders and brought me into a forced kiss. I pulled away from him and slapped him. "You are sick. I am not Hope. You do not know me. I do not love you. So... please stay away from me." I wanted him to be with me. To hold him. Kiss him. Love him.

Randall's shoulders dropped and he nodded. "I will."

And I left the room.

Randall's P.o.V.

Renny left the room and let the tears fall as her words sunk in. "She-e ha-ates m-me," I sobbed to no one in particular. "She ca-an't re-remem-remember me-e." I started to hiccup through my sobs, and sat on her bed as I tried to collect myself.

It took me more than just a few minutes. It took me nearly an hour to stop crying and blubbering. And when I did, I could hear talking from in the infirmary's main office.

Cory was speaking, laughing to himself. "She truly is an arrogant girl! More like a child than a grown witch! I even taught her the damn potion, and what does she do? She eats it anyway!" He was talking a potion? One that he taught Renny? "It's so stupidly simple, I don't see why she does it. The potion will keep you short. That's truly a classic! Just a simple condension spell every day before she wakes up, and she's stuck at a small height for a whole twenty four hours!" He let out a loud laugh and continued, but he walked out of the room so I couldn't hear anything else except something about immortality.

Immortality?

...I had to find Renny.