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She heard the voices fade and the footsteps leave. She was once again all alone. But, that's how things were with her. Ever since her parents and brother left her she has been alone. Nobody cared for her, and she doubts no one ever will. In her mind she couldn't help but wonder who the voices belonged to. Her guess was the doctors, even though the one voice sounded way too young to be a doctor. She wishes she could have heard the beginning part of the conversation, but unfortunately, she regained awareness just as whoever was in the room was leaving.

She figured she was in the hospital. That much she could deduce due to the smell and the sounds. Why she was in the hospital? She does not have a clue. She decided to try to open her eyes. Try was the key word here. A simple, easy task, one that most people wouldn't even think about seemed to take an immense amount of power to accomplish. Finally, she saw a flicker of light and assumed that she had succeeded in her task. She quickly shut her eyes again; that seemed to be so much easier than keeping them open. However, she was not one to give up, so she attempted to open her eyes again. This time the room seemed to come in focus. She blinked a few times and then looked at her surrounding.

Yup, she was definitely in a hospital. But again, she had to ask herself why? She searched her mind for the details for the incident that landed her in this place, but her mind came up empty. At least she remembered who she was; at least she remembered her life. Maybe that was not such a good thing. She would be more than happy with not remembering her life. To say the least, her life had been hell. At least, the last four years have been.

Sighing, Temperance Brennan closed her eyes once again. Sometimes the world was so much easier to handle this way, darkness, her own little world.

She was brought back to reality with the sounds of footsteps approaching her bed. She quickly opened her eyes to see who had come. It did not come as a surprise to see that her visitor was a doctor.

The doctor, however, seemed very surprised to see her awake. "Oh my god!" he exclaimed. "Welcome back Temperance," the doctor told her, "I am going to ask you a few routine questions to gauge if their has been any damage to your brain and memory.

Temperance nodded, and said to the doctor in a raspy voice, "I remember everything just fine except the incident that brought me here. How long was I out for?" she asked.

The doctor responded, figuring this bit of information would not hurt anything. "You were in a car accident; you have been in a coma for three months.

"Three months?" Temperance questioned, "What about school? How will I be able to catch up?"

The doctor furrowed his brow, very confused by what she was saying. He decided to ask his first question, "Can you tell me what the year is?"

"Yes," she responded, "1996."

The doctor's eyes widened at her words. Did she just say what he though she just said? "Can you tell me about your life?" he asked her, praying that he had misheard her earlier answer.

"I am Temperance Brennan," she responded, "I am 20 years old, and a student at Northwestern. I am majoring in forensic anthropology and am hoping to get my doctorate soon."

The doctor nodded, this was much worse than he could have imagined. "What if I tell you that it is not 1996, you are a doctor, and you are also a world renowned anthropologist and best selling author?"

Temperance looked at the doctor as if he was crazy, "What are you talking about?" she asked him.

The doctor sighed, "Dr. Brennan, the year is 2010. You were in a bad car accident in January and it is now March."

Temperance shook her head, she could not believe that what the doctor was saying was true. "So you're saying that I can't remember the last 14 years of my life?"

The doctor nodded.

Temperance looked at his in shock. This was illogical and irrational. This could not be happening.

"Dr. Brennan," the doctor said, "I am going to give you a few minutes to let this news sink in. I am going to notify your friends and family that you are awake."

All she could do was nod in acknowledgement. It wasn't until the doctor was already out of the door when she thought, 'wait a second. What friends and family is he talking about?"

I did not kill her. However, she is not totally back either. I realize this chapter is short, but I have to study the physiology of how muscles contract as well as memorize the location and function of 39 major muscles. Review please, it makes my day (and encourages me to update quicker.)