'Well this here qualifies as a cute meeting.'

'Uhm, hello. This is more like an embarrassing meet if anything.'

…………….

'You never told me your name.'

'Oh and you did?'

'True, true. I'm Logan.'

'Nice to meet you Logan!'

'I still don't know what your name is?'

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'What do you have there Ace?'

'What is it with blonde guys and giving me nicknames? My name's not all that hard to remember, unless you have trouble with two syllable words!'

'Ace, I'm deeply crushed that you don't find my name for you endearing.'

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'No I don't. I like you just the way you are and knowing that piece of information isn't going to change that.'

'You like me?'

'uhm, yeah.'

'Interesting'

'Interesting? Ace I just told you that I liked you and all you can say is 'interesting'?'

'Why do you call me Ace?'

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'Why you- arggh! To think I liked a butt-faced miscreant like you!'

'Wait! You like me?'

A loud ringing brought Logan out of his deep slumber. He'd been having the same recurring dreams every night. They always ended with him running after the mystery girl 'Ace' but just before he could reach her he would wake up. If these were like any other dreams he would just let it go, but something in him told him that they weren't just dreams. He felt connected to them. He felt connected to the gorgeous blue-eyed girl. Could it be that he was making progress in retrieving his memory or was this all a coincidence?

'Logan! Pay attention' Mitchum chastised his son. They were making there way down to a very important meeting with some new investors but all Logan could think about was the girl from his dreams. After he'd woken up from his coma six months ago, Logan had been filled in on who he was and on all other important aspects of his life by his father, Mitchum Hunztberger. Logan had tried to piece everything together but some things just didn't fit. According to his father, he was an only child and his mother had died giving birth to him. However, a few months ago, Logan had come across a photo in his dad's office drawers of him and his father and what appeared to be his mother and sister. Logan wanted answers but didn't know how to approach Mitchum.

'Sorry dad, I just got lost in my thoughts…'

'There's no time for that now-'

'Actually dad, can I ask you something?'

'Can't this wait Logan? The meeting starts in a few minutes.'

Logan shook his head, 'It's about my past. I've been having these, well, I guess you could call them dreams only they feel like so much more.'

Logan eyed his father closely, it looked he was facing an internal battle.

Mitchum cleared his throat, 'Well uhm son, what do you think it is you are remembering?'

'There's this girl, with these amazingly blue eyes, it feels like I should know who she is. I feel drawn to her but all I really know about her is that I call her Ace.'

Mitchum's face was drained of colour and there was a look of shock on his face however it didn't last long, 'Logan, I'm sorry to say that they are just dreams. No such girl exists from your past. Come on the meeting is about to begin.'

Logan had seen the look in his father's eyes and he didn't believe him. Logan wanted answers and he wanted them now.

Directly following the meeting, Logan made direct route back to his office. If his father wasn't going to give him the answers he wanted he'd just have to find them himself. He grabbed his phone and made a call to a private investigator he had found online.

'See love, aren't you glad you came with us?' Finn asked as he slung his arm around Rory's shoulders. They, along with Colin and Steph, had just finished lunch at the Sydney Centre Point Tower and were now walking around the city taking in the many sights.

Rory smiled slightly at Finn, 'It's been great'. She'd been trying so hard to enjoy the trip but every time she came close to succeeding she'd feel an immense amount of guilt.

They had been walking for around half an hour and Rory was in desperate need of some coffee, so the gang stopped at the nearest café. Just as they were about to leave with their coffees in tow, Rory froze.

Colin was the first to notice, 'Are you ok Rory?'

Colin followed her line of sight and it was then that he realised the source of her distress.