Jack closed the door and leaned heavily against the wall, bending over to brace his hands on his knees. He needed a few moments to stop the world as it swirled around him. She doesn't remember being married to me. She doesn't remember Emily. God, how will we get through this? Will we get through this? When the first tear fell, splashing on his hand, he quickly stood and brushed the remaining away, fighting for his composure. He felt guilty for being glad that 'Sue' had returned even though he knew the road ahead would not be easy. Pushing away from the wall, he pulled out his phone, beginning to contact the long list of people who would want to know about the recent turn of events.

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She kept herself together until he closed the door behind him. Grabbing a pillow, she buried her face in its softness, hoping her sobs would be absorbed. How could I have lost 5 years of my life? I'm married? I'm a mother? I don't know how to be a wife and a mom. Can I do it? She was plagued with all manner of doubts, her world seemingly out of control.

A soft touch at her shoulder sometime later made her jump, dragging her from her thoughts. "Lucy!" she cried, throwing her arms around her friend. "I'm so glad to see you. I'm so glad you came."

Pulling away, Lucy looked deep into her eyes. "Sue? Is that you?" At her tremulous nod, Lucy wrapped her arms around her, pulling her back into the hug, overjoyed to see the return of her best friend. She held Sue for several long minutes, letting the five years of sadness fade away. When she felt Sue pull back, Lucy wiped her own tears and smiled. "I am so glad to see YOU. LONG TIME NO SEE. ME MISS YOU."

"What do you mean?" Sue asked curiously, slowly pulling herself together. "Why haven't we seen each other?"

Lucy hesitated, wishing she could talk to Jack or to the doctor. Myles had called to tell her about Susan's collapse and Lucy had been unable to stay away from the hospital, never expecting that she would walk in and find Sue back. "Um, Sweetie, what all do you remember?"

"Nothing, Lucy. When I woke up, I thought I had been shot. The doctor tells me I can go home tomorrow. Home to me is the two bedroom apartment we share. But that will change tomorrow. Jack tells me we have a house in Clarksburg, so I guess that will be home," she sighed, shrugging her shoulder. Her eyes brimming with tears again, she implored her friend, "Will you please fill in some of the gaps for me? There are things I need to know. Things only a girlfriend can tell me."

Still Lucy hesitated. "Where is Jack? I thought he'd be here."

"He was. I needed some time alone so I told him I wanted to meet Emily." Looking up, guilt written all over her face, she continued, "But you know what, Lucy? I'm scared to meet her. I don't remember her. What kind of mother doesn't remember her own daughter? I don't know what to say to her, how to act." The tears were once again streaming down her face. "What kind of mother does that make me, Luce?"

"A better one than Susan," Lucy stated enigmatically.