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NATHAN'S POV

"Celeste, why don't you lay back and relax." Dr. Standford said as he filled IV with liquid medication. Celeste's worried face stayed plastered onto her face as she slowly shut her eyes. "Why don't you all step outside with me." He said grimly as I felt my entire body sink. Haley grabbed my hand and we followed him out, as I left I took one last look at Celeste, it dumbfounded me that in less than 3 short hours ago, she probably was looking forward to return back home to Tree Hill and now all of this had happened and she might never be the same again.

"This is common in people with injuries like hers." The Dr. said as we stood in the cold hallway. "I don't mean to pry but do you know where her mother is?" He asked as I looked down at my feet and sighed

"She died almost 4 months ago."

"That makes since," He started as both Haley and I looked at him with identical puzzled expressions. "When people get amnesia and loose their memory, they almost always go back to a time before tragedy, if Celeste's mom died not that long ago, chances are she can't remember anything that has happened since her mom died." I felt as Haley took in a deep breath beside me, I stood silent hoping that he had more to add.

"So will she ever remember us?" Haley asked what I was thinking.

"It's a possibility, most amnesia patients regain their memory after time but only time will tell, now we need to run some tests on her to tell how much of her hearing and vision has been injured."

"So you're going to run the test now?" Haley asked as I tried to keep standing.

"Yes, the test will only take about an hour but I suggest that you all don't mention her mom's death, we don't want to add stress or strain for her. Now once again I don't want to pry but she didn't seem to know you all, you're her father right?" I breathed and looked at the doctor feeling like this part of the story was straight out of a soap opera.

"When her mom died, that's when she found out I was her dad, that's when I found out she was my daughter." The doctor nodded surprisingly understanding.



"In that case when we run the test I will have a therapist come up and talk to her, we often try to surround the patient with familiar things hoping that something will trigger the memory."

"Thank you so much," Haley said as I nodded, somehow she always found the words to say that seemed foreign to me.

"No problem, I'm going to get ready and find our on staff therapist, why don't you all go get something to eat, we'll be done in about an hour."

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CELESTE'S POV

My head throbbed, my eyelids sagged, I felt nauseous, dizzy, and confused. I looked around the cold room, that last thing I could remember was Amelia leaving the apartment after spending the night.

"Well hello, Celeste." I jumped a little at seeing four doctors walk into the room.

"Hi." I said they all came with clipboards and grim faces, I was almost too afraid to ask what was going on.

"I'm Dr. Standford; this is Dr. Justus and Dr. Grange, and Dr. Handler." He said as I looked at all the doctors my curiosity rising. "Celeste do you remember anything from the past day?"

"Yeah, my mom and I were going to fashion week, my friend Amelia and I are going to a party this weekend."

"Celeste, you've been in a serious accident, you've lost your memory." The lady who I assumed was Dr. Granger stepped closer to my bed as I looked down at my hands that were bruised and scarred. She motioned at the other doctors and they left the room, leaving us alone as she took a seat on the chair next to my bed.

"So what happened and where is my mom?" I asked as I thought of everything that could of happened to me. "Where is Grant?"

"Celeste, your mom died almost 4 months ago." She said as she held my hand for comfort. I watched as her eyes confirmed what she said.

"Shut up, I just saw my mom a little while ago. You're lying! Where is grant, I want to see them!" I felt my heart start to race as I tried to figure out this horrible little joke, but my head started pounding and I laid back down against the pillow.

"Celeste, Grant is in jail." Dr. Grange said as she set down her clipboard. I looked down at my hands as the pieces all started to come together. "What did he do?" I asked knowing that I had to be careful so not to rat out Grant.



"Celeste come over here with me a second." She said as she held her hand out and I slowly toppled out of bed. We walked over to a long full length mirror, I looked in the mirror at the figure staring back at me, bruises all over my face and arms and legs, I had a busted lip and a gash on my head, scrapes and contusion. I stumbled backwards tearing my eyes away from the mirror.

"Celeste, he did this." Dr. Grange said as she helped me back to the bed.

"No he didn't." I said automatically.

"Celeste I know that this is difficult for you but you have to understand he isn't going to ever hurt you again, there is no reason for you to be sticking up for him."

"He didn't do this, where is my mom?!" I asked starting to get nervous that this nightmare was becoming my reality.

"Celeste relax, there is still more that you need to hear."

"Your dad has been watching you for months now Celeste; you have a whole other family."

"What are you talking about?"

"After your mom died, you went to North Carolina to live with your dad." She said as I smiled at thinking of a man I had spent my entire life wondering about. "And he is outside right now, he saved you. Never have I ever seen a man so worried for his little girl before."

"I feel like I'm on a soap opera."

"I know this is a lot for you to take, in but we hope that by letting you know about everything that the chance of something triggering your memory will increase."

"Alright, I just don't know what to think."

"Well I'll give you some time alone if you want it."

"I want to see him, I think." I said as I inhaled sharply, I had waited my entire life to meet my dad and now I had met him and supposedly gotten attached and I couldn't remember any of it. The therapist walked out of the room, as I pulled my legs over the side of the bed. I suddenly became more than self conscious about all of the damage on my body. What would he think of me? Does he hate me? What should I say? My head started to spin, as I waited for the door to open, seconds passed by and then the door opened gently. In walked a tall man, with my face. I felt a million emotions run through my body I looked exactly like him. He smiled and walked over to the bed.

"Hi, Celeste I'm Nathan." He said nervously as he sat down in a chair near the bed. I watched him as he tried to look at all the damage that had been done to my body. I suddenly felt very comfortable like I was sitting with a man I had known my entire life, I wanted to climb into his arms and cry I wanted to tell him I was scared that I knew that Grant would find a way to come after me. Instead I sat in the uncomfortable silence.



"Celeste, I know that you can't remember me or anything that has happened in the past 4 months, but just know that I love you and I'm going to never let anything happen to you ever again." I looked up at Nathan his eyes were sincere, I smiled back it was like nothing that had ever happened to me before, I started to cry and tell someone about my past.

A/n- Oh buddy this was a hard chapter for me to write, probably the hardest ever, so I hope that it didn't suck that much! I have big things planned for this story so please stayed tuned!! And remember No Reviews No UDS!