Hey! I'm still alive after that cliffhanger! YES! I SURVIVED! :P XD

Chapter 11: When It All Falls Together

I stared at the picture, and the words underneath it. My mind was still in shock, trying to wrap itself around the evidence being presented. That picture was signed GIW…there was no possible way that was the Guys in White? Right? There was only one thing I knew, though whether the connection came from a surge of hope or from actually putting the pieces together I didn't know. The girl in that picture was also my roommate, and more importantly, she was my lost best friend.

But why? Why didn't she tell me who she was when she saw me? Didn't she know just how much pain I'd been through these past two years because I thought she was dead? The fact that she hadn't told me was driving a knife that felt like betrayal through my heart. We'd been through so much together before she disappeared, why hadn't she trusted me enough to tell me? I felt a tear slide down my cheek as the pain set in. You'd think I'd be happy to find she was alive after all this time, but the feeling of betrayal took over before the joy could.

I pulled myself together. I needed answers, and for once I actually knew how to get them. I went back to her room and placed the picture on her bed, hidden only slightly under her pillow. Then I reset her alarm clock. If she didn't get up the next morning, I'd easily have an excuse to come in and from there I could question her about the picture. I could figure out why the hell she hadn't trusted me enough to tell me who the hell she was. I could also figure out why the bloody hell she was involved with the Guys in White. I returned to my room, hoping for even a few hours' sleep. The last thought I had before finally falling into darkness wasn't there long enough for me to even begin to find an answer.

How had Sam gotten that stuff in her wall?

Morning came, and I hoped some answers would come with it. I got myself dressed for school in an attempt to add a little more believability to my act. Half an hour before we would need to leave, I made my move, gently shaking Sam awake.

"Sam, wake up. You're gonna be late." She woke up pretty fast at the sound of my voice. She looked at her alarm clock and then to me with a confused look on her face. Damn, how the hell hadn't I realized it really was her earlier?

I searched my head for a feasible lie as she sat up. "Thunderstorm last night knocked out the power for an hour or two." She obviously wasn't buying it, but she didn't bother to ask when something caught her eye, that something being the picture.

She tried to push it under her pillow completely, obviously hoping I wouldn't see it. I might not have if I hadn't put it there in the first place.

"What's that?" I ask, stopping her and taking the picture. I seriously hoped she wasn't about to give me a can of lies in response. The good news is she didn't lie, but she didn't exactly say anything either. She was at a loss of words, something I'd never known Sam to be. I pretended to study the picture before putting a fake look of realization on my face. I asked a question I already knew the answer to.

"Sam? Are you a girl?" She looked down for a moment in embarrassment before I saw a look that said she was debating with herself before she answered.

"Yeah." She muttered. She didn't want to be telling me this, I still didn't know why, but I was gonna find out. But first, I had something else to ask.

"Who's GIW?" A look of fear struck her faces before she answered, I knew before she said anything she was about to tell me a lie.

"A friend, Gregor Ian White." Wow, and she thought I was bad at lying, she'd even left the word White in there. I seriously though she'd be a little better on the whole lying front. Perhaps it was just because I'd caught her off guard. I wasn't going to push it. There was another question that was weighing heavily on my mind.

I took a deep breath, not quite sure if I wanted to know the answer. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Can you imagine what would happen if word got out I'm a girl?" That didn't answer the damn question I was asking!

"But why didn't you tell me who you were? You should have known you could trust me." Her face changed to a look I couldn't quite identify.

"And how exactly would I know that?" Her face held honest curiosity. Why was she asking me that, didn't she know?

"I thought you'd be able to trust me after all we've been through, Sam, even after two years!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" The look on her face told me that she honestly thought I was just going crazy, she really didn't know what I was talking about. How the hell was that possible? She had to know exactly who I was, we'd been friends for years before the accident!

Unless she didn't remember. Was it possible she didn't remember anything? She hadn't been too willing to talk about her past when we first met, was that because she honestly didn't know what had happened?

I looked at her again. "You don't remember do you?" She shook her head, still confused about what was happening. I suddenly felt the same urge I'd had years ago, before the accident. This time though, I was actually going to do it. I had already lost her once without showing how I felt, I sure as hell wasn't going to risk it again whether she remembered it or not.

I leaned forward, ignoring the butterflies that had stopped me last time. I kissed her, not caring that it wouldn't make any sense to her right now. I was about to pull back when I heard a voice from the bedroom door.

"Holy shit!"

It took me a moment to realize I had left the front door unlocked for Tucker, and a moment longer to realize what this looked like to him. Explaining this was gonna be hell.

"You don't remember do you?" I shook my head, whatever he was talking about I certainly didn't remember it. He knew something about my life I didn't, and it was starting to bug me.

I saw a look of sadness flicker over his features before a longing determination kicked in instead. He started to lean forward, then I felt his lips on mine. I didn't do anything, I didn't move away and I didn't return the kiss. I simply didn't know what to do. This felt like something I had wanted for years, even before I could remember knowing him. He lingered for a few seconds, like he didn't want to lose this moment. Then a startled voice from the door made him pull back faster than I would have thought possible.

"Holy shit!" It was Tucker. I realized how this had to look to him. I was going to have to tell him I was a girl as well. Danny took care of explain for me though, dragging Tucker out to the hallway, leaving me to get ready in peace. I didn't move for several minutes, still trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

I heard Tucker yell something about "I always knew you two were lovebirds!" That was what finally dragged me out of my trance enough to get ready. That comment, I knew I'd heard it a million times before but I couldn't quite place where. I didn't want to think about it right now, there was just too much running through my mind.

*Sigh* Tucker, why do you always have to ruin the moments? XD

Invisible One