Mike sat for several minutes before he picked up the receiver again. When he finally dialled Jeannie's number he dreaded her answering. He almost thought his prayers had been answered and Jeannie wasn't going to pick up. Just as he was about to give up the phone was answered and he heard her breathless voice.
"Hello?" Jeannie spoke as she tried to catch her breath.
"Hi sweetheart, it's Mike. Sorry to call so late but..." Mike started.
"Mike, what's wrong? Has something happened? You sound kind of funny." Jeannie wasn't a cop's daughter for nothing.
"Jeannie, is your roommate there with you?" Mike inquired.
"Where is he, Mike?" Jeannie's voice broke. "Where?!
"In the hospital in San Jose. Bill's flying down to get you, Jeannie. I'll call tomorrow and speak to your dean about you taking a little time away from school." Mike heard a clatter and Jeannie's scream and her sobs after a few seconds he heard another voice as though comforting Jeannie. "Jeannie?! JEANNIE!"
"Is this you, Mr. Stone? This is Hope. Something's happened to Steve, hasn't it?" Hope asked, a bit fearful of the answer.
Mike explained that Steve had been seriously hurt working and was in the hospital. Once she knew Bill Tanner was flying there to get Jeannie, she promised Mike she'd see to getting Jeannie to the airport. She'd go ahead and get Jeannie a bag packed. Mike thanked her and asked her to please make sure Jeannie was right with her until they left to go to the airport. He was worried she'd try to get on the road on her own. He felt in her state it would only end in disaster Hope was given the number to reach Mike at. Hope promised she would make sure and would call him as soon as Jeannie and Bill took off. Hope packed a bag for Jeannie and they waited for Bill's call. When Bill called she drove Jeannie to the airport. As they took off she headed back to their apartment. Hope called Mike right away and let him know they were on their way. Bill wasted no time to get Jeannie back to San Francisco and they drove onto the hospital in San Jose. Jeannie started to get her bag but Bill took it and led her inside and into the elevator. He guided her to the room having been told where it was from Mike. Mike and Jeannie shared a bear hug with each other as she came in. She then went over to Steve and kissed him her tears falling on his face.
Bill and Mike talked quietly for a bit before Bill left. Mike was told after Jeannie's tears subsided the anger came out. She couldn't understand why Mike hadn't called sooner. Apparently Jeannie's roommate had told her all Mike had said. Bill explained to Jeannie that Mike only wanted to be sure Steve had a chance before he notified her. He also told Jeannie he felt Mike made the best decision and that both of them needed to stand together not be at odds. His words seemed to help calm Jeannie down better and helped her put things into perspective. At least Bill hoped so.
When Bill left Mike told her everything except about the code blue. She was deeply upset about the fight with the Hell's Angels. She was proud of Steve though for saving that little girl. Once Jeannie was there the machines were checked religiously. She was so afraid Steve would leave them if she didn't check them. Her and Mike finally fell asleep in the chairs by Steve's bed. Both were still asleep when the next morning's sun was rising and a soft groan and a rustling of the sheet was heard. A pair of green eyes focused as good as possible on the two people sitting by his bed. He managed to get out a couple words in a raspy pain filled voice.
"Jeannie? Mike?" Steve uttered and saw their eyes shoot open and smiles come to them.
"I was so afraid I had lost you, babe." Jeannie kissed him lovingly.
"Don't try to talk buddy boy. Here's a pen and pad write down what you need to say." Mike ordered. Mike held the pad for Steve since he was one handed for a while. After Steve had finished writing Mike read what was on the pad. "How could you lose me? I just left your house yesterday you were supposed to be going back to school." Mike and Jeannie exchanged a worried glance without Steve noticing.
"Honey, what all do you remember exactly?" Jeannie asked and saw Steve writing and read it. "I snuck away from the Vagos to see you and Mike for a couple days. I was at the clubhouse and someone came up talking to me. Why, Jeannie?"
Just then the doctor came in and checked Steve over thoroughly. Afterwards, before he could speak Mike got him out in the hall. He told Dr. Owens precisely what all was said and written and wanted to know what would happen now. The doctor explained that Steve most likely would regain the memories he didn't seem to have right now. It possibly could take up to 3 to 9 months but some people did recover their memory much sooner. He urged Mike to do his best to just talk to Steve of his experiences but not to push too hard. Possibly once he did start to remember on his own they could tell him things he didn't recall on his own as long as they weren't too upsetting. The doctor said if Steve didn't recover his memory on his own they could possibly try to do exploratory surgery to determine the depth of the problem or try drug therapy. Mike agreed with that and the doctor went back inside to tell Steve about his injuries. After the talk with Mike, Dr. Owens felt it was best not to elaborate on the full cause of Steve's injuries until Steve finally asked. Mike made a few phone calls before he was to go back in. Dr. Owens left just as Mike was headed back toward Steve's room from the phone. He was stopped by Dr. Owens and he explained to Mike about not telling Steve how his injuries happened. Jeannie refused to leave Steve at least until he was more stable.
The next few days Mike kept in touch with Pilar without letting Steve know. One day, Jeannie had gone to get a cup of coffee from the machine and Steve was sitting up in bed staring out the window. A flash of light from the sun hitting a car in the parking lot caught his eye and he saw an image in his head. He knew Jeannie didn't have hair so dark and he and this woman were on a black chopper motorcycle. He closed his eyes tight trying to think. All of sudden he recalled it was Pilar. Just then his room door opened and he turned his head and met Jeannie's worried gaze.
"Jeannie do you know what happened to the chopper I was using?" Steve inquired quietly.
"I heard that Lieutenant Castillo's wife had it picked up and it's locked up. An officer who knows about motorcycles acted as though he'd been called to haul it in. He was able to borrow a work outfit from his brother who works hauling motorcycles for a living. Why, babe?" Jeannie asked and saw Steve shake his head slightly and look away. She put her coffee down and put her hand under his chin turning his head toward her and looked into his eyes. "Steve, did you finally see something? Please don't shut me out."
"I'm not totally sure if I really remembered something. I could just be imagining. I saw me and this girl named Pilar on that chopper. I don't know why though. I mean the last thing I recall was that I was at the clubhouse watching and someone came up talking to me." Steve looked frustrated and Jeannie hugged him.
"It's okay, babe don't try to force yourself. The memories will come back before you know it. I'm sure there's a good explanation for why you were on the chopper with her. Who knows, some people remember things when they sleep in their dreams." Jeannie tried to keep her tone positive.