"I'm here to see Edison Davis," Olivia told the receptionist. "Could you let him know Olivia's here?"
"Yes, ma'am," she told her. The receptionist called back to Edison's office relaying the message.
Within a few minutes Edison came up to the lobby of the firm. "Liv? What are you doing here?"
"I can't surprise my boyfriend and take him to lunch anymore? Well then I guess I'll go by myself."
"What kind of joke is this?"
"It's not a joke. I was going to take you to lunch. What's the matter with you?"
"Nothing is the matter with me. I think the problem is you. Come back to my office with me and I'll order you a salad or something."
Olivia followed him back to the office sitting down across from him. "So what's going on? Are you too busy for lunch?"
"How do I put this?" Edison asked himself. "We aren't together, Liv. We haven't been together for several years. I'm married and have a child and another on the way. You don't live in New York anymore. What happened to you?"
"I woke up in the hospital the other day and the doctor said I was in a car accident. You weren't there when I woke up so I came to find you. What do you mean we aren't together? We're engaged."
"No, Liv, you gave me back the ring. You said you wanted 'extraordinary love' and it was something I couldn't give you."
"When did I say that? I never said that."
"Yes, you did. You told me at your apartment in DC that you wanted a different kind of love. It was just something that I couldn't give you. We broke up after that and I moved back here. What year is it?"
"2008. What kind of question is that?"
"Olivia, where was your accident at? What hospital did you wake up in?"
"I think in Maryland. I know I was at St. Joseph Medical Center when I woke up. What are you thinking?"
"It's 2015 Olivia. You're missing seven years. You don't remember anything between now and then?"
"No. It's really 2015?"
"Yeah, it is. I think you and I should go back to St. Joseph Medical Center and talk with your doctor. We can see what he says about your memory problem."
After taking the rest of the day off and calling his wife, Edison took Olivia back to the hospital for the three hour drive. When they arrived the nurse called Olivia's doctor who released her and they went to his office.
"Miss Pope, you have post traumatic amnesia. When the blast from the car threw you, you hit your head on something pretty hard. Your brain is completely fine. You don't have any swelling or damage to your brain except for the amnesia," he told them.
"So when would I get my memory back? Seven years is quite a lot to forget."
"I agree, that is a lot of time to lose. It's possible that you could get your memory back in the next five minutes. But it's also possible that you will never get them back. You may never remember what happened in the past seven years. Every case is different. You do not want to overdo it to attempt to get those memories back. I know it can be frustrating when you can't remember all of what happened but it could do more damage if you keep trying to remember. Just take it easy and go day by day to figure things out."
Edison and Olivia sat with the doctor for an hour trying to come up with a plan to regain her memories. When they were done, Edison drove her back to her apartment in DC.
"I have some nice things," she smirked going into the apartment.
"Yes, you do. I'll set up your cell phone and put my number in it. You can always call me if you need anything. Let's try to go through some things here and figure out what we can about what you've been doing the last seven years. You did work at the White House. That could be one step to regaining memories."
"Alright, we can start there. Maybe I had friends who work there still?"
"Yes, you do. Cyrus Beene still works there. He'd probably have lots of information that could help you. We can go tomorrow and see what he says."
"Actually, there's someplace I need to go before that. I have someone I need to see."
"Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow."
"No, I have to go by myself. I don't want her to freak out."
"Whatever you need, Liv."