Author's note: Shout out to SF! So glad you appreciate my evils! (Well, I hope so anyways!)

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Chapter 14: Meet Again

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Jet held onto the sides of the sink as the tap ran. Albert had already come knocking on the bathroom door but he refused to answer. He watched the water swirl down the drain until it made him dizzy. Sighing, he looked in the small mirror wincing at the sight of his red, puffy eyes. Splashing cold water on his face again, he shut off the water and turned away from the sink and eased himself onto the tile floor.

'What the hell am I going to do? She doesn't know me. Doesn't know that we are together… She doesn't even know her own name.' Jet pushed his fists into his eyes. "Damn, damn, damn…" His muttering was interrupted by another knock on the door.

"Jet, open up. It's just me," came Albert's soft yet authoritative voice. Jet sighed and pulled himself up and turned the handle, unlocking the door. Albert looked taken back and reached a hand forward to Jet's shoulder, but he pulled back and lowered his gaze. "Francoise and G Jr. have been talking to Lily. She is asleep now. Dr. Gilmore gave her something to help knock her out. He hopes that it might not be hopeless, that some of her memory may return. We need to talk with R-02 to get a better idea of what to do. I tried to talk to her earlier but she was the usual. Vague."

"How much did Francoise and G Jr. tell Lily?" Jet asked, his gaze still not meeting Albert's. "They got to the part about R-02 restarting her heart before she vomited and passed out. She does not recall any personal information about herself. She just has vague memories of being operated on, nothing else." Jet looked at Albert. "How is that possible? I mean, people who suffer brain injuries and memory loss lose months or years, not…. everything. How can she lose it all from her heart…," Jet rambled. His medical knowledge did not expand beyond what Dr. Gilmore said or storylines from Scrubs.

Albert nodded. "This was no brain injury, Jet. It was a total system restart. Look, let's meet with the others and try and figure this out, alright?" Jet nodded and gruffly rubbed his eyes with his sleeve. "Alright."

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Everyone sat in the control panel next to the cockpit, so that Pyunma could also hear the discussion. Jet glared at R-02. She stared right back at him with her own dark gaze. Dr. Gilmore cleared his throat and spoke. "R-02, I know this is going to be hard for you, but you must tell us about the process you went through in order for us to help Lily." R-02 crossed her arms and broke Jet's stare to look at the doctor. "All I remember is waking up from the surgery where they updated my heart and core system to allow for full rejuvenation. Everything after that, I was told by my scientist, Dr. Wright. I was given a file with my personal information, which I have now found to be correct, after I researched myself."

"Have any memories of your life before Black Ghost come back to you?" Doctor Gilmore probed. R-02 took a deep breath and sat up straight, resting her elbows on the table.

"None."

Jet's shoulders dropped. He felt tears sting his eyes once again. "What information do you know about yourself, R-02?" Albert inquired.

"I know that my name is Sunita Kaleka. I am 28 years old and I was a resident of Oxford. I studied genetics and was working at one of Black Ghost's lab's as an intern. That's all. I searched for this information and found it to all true. Although according to my file, I died in a car crash in Japan over a year ago." Francoise looked at R-02. "I am so sorry, R-02. I can't imagine what that is like." R-02 looked at her, her mouth a hard line. "You can't is right. I thought all of you were the same. But when I connected with Lily, I saw her past life. I guess that is also why I bolted that night, because it overwhelmed me. I could not believe that she had maintained her memories. For me, it's like I know of Sunita as another person, as though reading a book. I did not have to learn how to walk or talk again, but I don't know how I know the things I know. I know about genetics, but I have no recollection of studying them. I know how to drive, but have no recollection of learning. It's like flying through fog and I am on autopilot."

"Dr. Gilmore, is there some possible way of tapping into R-02's or Lily's mind and restoring their memories?" Joe asked. Dr. Gilmore stroked his beard and then spoke. "I do not know. The memories must be locked away in order to be stored. A back up, if you will. It sounds like Dr. Wright was able to perform a selective edit by keeping ability but removing detail. As we saw with the mythos cyborgs, Gaia input artificial memories in them, making them believe they were all relatives and gods. It will require research and help from Ivan. However, chances are he will be asleep after using so much power during the battle."

"Then we have to form a plan on what we can do now to help Lily," G Jr. stated quietly. "She has taken the information well so far, as good as can be expected at least," he continued. Francoise nodded, "Yes, I was thinking that we could write down information for her, help her to remember."

"She won't remember," R-02 snapped. Francoise glared at her. "Fine, information for her to learn then. So she can learn to be her." GB leaned forward and locked eyes with R-02. "Just because it happened a certain way for you doesn't mean it must be the same for Lily. We have to keep positive about this." R-02 turned away.

"Francoise is right. The quicker we get Lily back to her normal life, the better. Generally, that is what is recommended for patients who suffer memory loss." Dr. Gilmore added. Francoise broke her angry stare and looked over at Jet. "You should gather items for Lily. Photos, any momentums…. Did she ever use a journal?" she asked kindly. Jet thought for a moment and then jumped out of his seat. "Yes! She wrote in her diary every day! I'll go get it!" Jet dashed down the hallway to where they had stored their bags. He fell to his knees and pulled Lily's bag onto his lap and started rifling through it. He pulled out her phone, journal, and at the very bottom, his hand landed on the little, velvet ring box. Jet swallowed and pulled it out. 'Maybe… maybe this will be too much information, just yet.' Gingerly, he placed the ring box back in the bag and zipped it up.

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A few hours later, over coffee, Francoise, Jet, Joe, G Jr., Chang, and GB wrote out flash cards with information for Lily. Jet was having most difficulty with this task. He wanted to write down all the recent events that had happened, but figured it was best to start from the beginning. He wrote about their meeting at the base and how Lily had healed him. This led him to writing about her finding him on top of the burning Silvers' hotel. Francoise also gathered photographs of everyone and labeled them with their names, codes, and abilities. As the evening wore on, they finished up and most began to retire for the night. Dr. Gilmore informed them that Lily would probably be out for the rest of the night, and left the monitor in her room with a note for her along with the labeled photos of everyone, in case she wakes up.

Jet just kept writing. He had decided that there was no hope of sleep now, so he may as well keep going with writing down everything that had happened between him and Lily. Eventually, he was the only one left in the common room. G Jr and GB were on pilot duty until Albert and Joe took over at 6am. Jet leaned back in his chair and checked the time. 2.15am. He yawned and put down the pen, scanning over the dozens of pages he had written. 'I think I have written more here than I ever did in high school.'

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Lily groggily opened her eyes and slowly sat up. She rubbed her eyes and waited for them to adjust in the dark room. She turned to her right side to see 2.30am lit up on the little alarm clock. She pulled the bed linen off and swung her legs over the side of the mattress. Her hand found her throat and she swallowed. The taste of iron made her cringe. Hopping down off the bed, she looked around the room for any water. None. On the other bedside table, she found a note and some Polaroid photos. She read the note first.

Dear Lily,

In case you wake up, here is some information to help you remember. You are recovering from a life changing incident and have lost your memory. You are on the board the Dolphin ship with your new team mates, who are your friends. Please find attached the photos and names of everyone.

Best,

Francoise

Lily flicked through the photos and labels: Ivan 001: physic powers, Jet 002 flight and acceleration, 'Ah, he's the loud one that was there when I woke up.' Francoise 003 enhanced sight and hearing….. Lily Silva Ryan 0014 Super strength, acceleration, and rejuvenation. 'Well, looks like I win at being a cyborg then with a triple whammy.' Lily placed the photographs and notes back down on the table and rubbed her temples.

'What is going on. I feel like I woke up from a long, long sleep. My brain feels like cotton wool… and all these new people. The story. What we are. What was I before? Who was I before?' Lily yawned and stretched.

'Time to explore.' She reached the back of her night gown to check that it was not open. It was more of an oversized t-shirt than a traditional hospital gown and it reached her knees. Lily made her way over to a door. Turning the handle, she entered and found herself in a small bathroom. She switched on the lights and went over to the sink, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on her face. Looking up into the mirror, her breath hitched in her throat. Her eyes widened. She pulled down the shoulder of her gown to see a light pink line running down her neck and across her clavicle. "What the…." She muttered. Quickly, she pulled up her gown to see the same lines running down her legs and across her knees and ankles. 'Maybe… maybe it's from the surgery, from becoming a cyborg. So, it's not a story after all.'

Lily dried her face and left the bathroom. Back in recovery room, she found another door. 'Let's see what's behind door number 2….' Dim lights lit up the long hallway. Lily turned left and quietly walked down hall. 'Like a horror movie. Something with a ship. Eh, a space ship. And aliens… or Martians? And this is how she died….. again.' Lily smirked to herself. 'Boy, I have really lost it.'

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Jet jerked upright in his seat when he heard the door open. He blinked several times as his eyes settled on Lily, peeking in. She gave him a little wave and smile. "Sorry to wake you, I was on the hunt for water," she whispered. Jet just stared at her. Lily waved again. "Umm, do you know where I can get water, please?" Her question snapped Jet back to reality and he got up and stumbled as he made his way towards her. His first instinct was to hug her, but a little voice in the back of his head reminded him of the situation. "Yeah, sorry. In the kitchen, I'll show you," he whispered and walked out into the hall, joining her. "This way," he pointed and started walking. Lily walked a pace behind him. 'This is so weird, how do I act different around her now?' Jet thought. He led her to the kitchen and switched on the fluorescent light. "Uh, just water? I can get you something else, or food if you like." Lily shook her head. "Just water, please. My throat is like sandpaper."

She took a seat at the table as Jet brought over two glasses of water and sat opposite her. "How do you feel?" he ventured. Lily downed most of her water and sighed. "Better now," she smiled. "And like I have been hit by a truck," she added. "Oh, what are these?" she asked, pulling up her sleeve, showing him the pink lines on her arm. "Umm…Those are from your initial skin reinforcement surgery." Lily's gaze dropped and she pulled her sleeve back down. "Oh, riiight. Guess I have to realize this is normal for me now." Jet nodded sadly. She looked back at him, seeing that he was uncomfortable.

"You're Jet, right?" Lily whispered, as though trying to polite in an awkward meeting.

"Ah, umm, yeah, it's Jet. Jet Link." He rubbed the back of his neck and blushed slightly, mentally cursing himself for sounding so awkward. Lily smiled and took another sip of water. "Alright, Jet, Jet Link. Nice to meet you. I am Lily Silva Ryan. Bonus points for me for remembering my own name, yusssh!" Lily made a mock victory fist shake. Jet looked at her in surprised and then smiled. "Well, you still got your sense of humor."

"I do? Oh, I mean of course I do. I knew that," Lily smiled. "Hahaha, I feel like I am crazy. Like this is all a dream. But I don't know what I have to wake up to." Her smile drooped slightly. Her eyes locked on his amber gaze. "You were there when I woke up," she spoke quietly, almost questioning. Jet nodded. "I feel like I know you," she added, giving him a lopsided smile. He just looked back at her, mouth slightly open. Lily titled her head, and then embarrassment flashed across her face. "Sorry, maybe I don't. I don't know." She dropped her gaze and rubbed her temples. "This is all so confusing."

"You do know me. We know… knew each other very well," Jet said softly. Slowly, Lily looked up, meeting his eyes again. She folded her arms on the table. "Do you remember…. Anything about me at all?" Jet asked his voice hesitant. Lily searched his eyes. "I do not remember but I feel… something." Jet eyes watered and he bowed his head slightly. "I-I'm sorry," Lily stuttered. "Tell me, tell me how we knew each other well."

"It's a long story. I don't want to overwhelm you." He responded flatly, not meeting her gaze.

"Please, I can see how upset you are," Lily was out of her chair and by his side, her hand hovered over his. "I want to kno- whoa!" The contact of her hand on his sent a volt through her. An image of Jet smiling and holding out his hand to her on the beach flashed before her, followed by his view point of her, asleep on his chest. Lily pulled her hand away, clasping it with her left hand as though she had been shocked. Jet hand pulled back too, standing up out of his seat. He towered over her. She looked up at him. "What…. What was that? You…. You a-and I?" she stammered. Jet's shoulders dropped and he nodded slowly.

"Yes. And this happened before, where I could see inside your head." Lily's eyes grew wide. "I need to sit down. I need to…. Take this in." Jet rushed around and pulled out the nearest chair for her to sit. Lily pushed her elbows onto the table and held her head.

"So, you can see inside my head?" Jet took the seat next to her. "Yes, especially during times of stress. It hasn't happened often." Lily narrowed her eyes at him. "But, the second image, that was from your eyes. Does that mean I saw inside your head too?" Jet thought for a moment and then nodded, "Yeah, I guess. The only times I ever saw inside your head was when you were having nightmares, and I saw what was causing them." Lily swallowed hard. "So, you, I, we, ummm. We're a couple?" Jet nodded. "For how long?"

"Just over four months. Since we met, six months, but we were separated for two months after meeting." Lily rubbed her eyes. "I am sorry. This is so weird for me, but now, knowing the situation for you… I'm so sorry." Jet patted her shoulder. "It's okay. I just hope you are not, disgusted or something." Lily's face flushed. "What? Of course not! I am just, well, it's news. Sorry that our reunion wasn't more, uh, romantic or something." Her cheeks went pink. "Well, now you have to tell me the story of us."

"Actually, I wrote it all down. As much as I could, at least." Jet rose to his feet. "I left the papers in the other room, I'll be right back," he added before turning away.

"Hey, Jet?" he stopped, resting his hand on the door frame and looked back.

"From what I saw, those looked like great moments."

Jet gave her a small smile. 'From our last day in Atrani and the night when you agreed to marry me.'

"For me, they were the greatest."

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Author's note: Arrrrrghhhhhhhh! Need to get the next chapter rolling….. work is a pain in the butt at the mo! I have ideas, this will happen! :D xxxxxxxxxx