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"The doctor said it was a miracle," Tseng said as I wheeled Annie down the hall, fresh from being released, the rest of the group following. "He said it's the first time he's ever seen anything like that."

"What exactly happened?" Elena asked.

Tseng shrugged, "He said it's rare, but probably what happened was that her heart and breath slowed down just enough for the monitors not to pick up on it. And once the blood was in her, it just took a few minutes to have her body straighten itself out."

Annie let out a scoff, biting her nails.

"You okay?" I asked, leaning down towards her.

She didn't say anything at first, "Yeah…I just don't like being in this thing," referencing to the wheelchair.

"Sorry girlie, hospital rules. Plus you are in no condition to walk," I told her.

She scoffed again.

"So, you don't remember a thing?" Elena asked her, walking side by side with me.

Annie shook her head, "No, nothing."

"What's the last thing you remember?" Rude asked.

She stayed quiet, you could tell by her face she was thinking back hard. I bit my lip, wondering if she remembered the part about last night that focused on her and me.

"Uh…I remember watching a documentary on Loveless…and that's about it."

I let out a soft laugh, "That was two nights ago."

She sighed, "I know."

We wheeled her outside and she made me stop.

"I don't think that's a good idea," I told her as Annie started to stand up.

She shook her head, standing up, "I'm fine."

She took a few steps before her legs started giving out and let out a gasp in pain.

I caught her before she fell, "See what I mean."

"Quit acting like you don't need help," Tseng said, helping me put her back in the chair. "The last thing we need is for you to tear your stitches right before our flight leaves."

We remained silent, walking back to the hotel to grab our things before going back to the airport.

"What happened with Pulski?" Annie asked.

"Apparently, he can take of himself," I told her. "After all the kidnapping happened, he fought off his attackers and now everyone thinks of him as a hero."

The flight back to Edge, the car ride home, I said nothing. I hated when stuff like this happens. It jacks my memory so badly; I can't remember a damn thing. Just random bits and pieces that don't make any sense.

We pulled up to my house; Reno got out of the driver's side and came around to my side.

"Careful now," he said, wrapping an arm around me and helping up. God I hated being like this, helpless and needing to be waited on.

"Damn girl, what happened to you," Tidus said as we made our way in. I pointed to the direction of the living room to have Reno help me over to it.

He set me down on the couch. "Long story," I told Tidus.

"You going to okay?" Reno asked, kneeling down to be at level with me.

I nodded my head. "She'll be good here," Tidus told him.

Reno nodded up at him. "Okay, call me in you need anything," he said to me.

I nodded again. "I mean it, anything at anytime," he told me.

He got up and went to set the keys to my car down. "Keep them," I said to him.

"Huh?" he asked.

I smiled at him, "I mean, I can't do anything for two weeks, doctor's orders. Might as well go to use," I said, referring to the car. "Besides, you need to get back to work somehow and you always say how "bitchin" my car is."

"I…no, I can't…" he stumbled over his words, surprised I was offering something precious to him.

"Don't fight her dude," Tidus told him.

Reno nodded his head, his eyes lit up and he cracked a smile on his face. "I promise I'll take care of it. If anything happens, I'll sell you my soul."

I laughed at him, "Before you go, here." I started to take the necklace off he let me borrow.

He shook his head a waved off my action, "Collateral, deal?"

"Deal," I said with another laugh.

"Alright," he said "I gotta get going before Rufus kills me."

I waved to him bye as he started to leave. "And remember call me for anything," he said yelling as he left.

Tidus shook his head and made his way over to me, sitting beside me on the couch. "He so wants you."

I didn't say anything to him as I started zoning out.

"Soooo, how was dying this time?" he asked me, bursting my thoughts.

I shrugged my shoulders and rubbed my chest. "They used shock paddles on me, my chest is killing me."

He nodded, "Did your friends question it at all?"

I shook my head, "No, not at all."

"Well that's good," he said, brushing the whole thing aside. "Hungry at all?"