for those who've read wondering what's up I looked at this chappy for the first time in a year an was like wow it's all mixed up. So I re wrote it and replaced it and probably will fix the end also

Vaughn's p.o.v.

After waking to my beautiful missing Chelsea, I was informed she was my wife and I had amnesia as the doctor spoke to me while the lovely brunette was on the other side of a window in tears and I wanted nothing more than to hold her.

The last time I remembered talking to her was the night before she vanished and I had so many questions.

The doctor caught my gaze and smiled softly. "You got a good gal there by your side. She always visited and always prayed for you.", he says

Later I'm eating as Chelsea finally returns and sits in a nearby chair.

"So they say we're married. Was it a big ceremony?", I ask.

"No we eloped. In fact you woke up on our 1 year.", she says quietly .

"Heck of a anniversary, I can't remember the wedding and we're in the hospital.", I grumble.

"But your awake and alive. I can be glad for that.", she says with a smile as I study the bags under her eyes. Despite it all she was beautiful to me.

"Well I don't remember much, but I can tell I'm a lucky guy. It's not every guy that gets to marry there best friend.", I say as I pat my bed so she can come closer and I note the scars on her arms.

"Did I do those?", I ask.

"No, I was a prisoner for most of the time we were apart until we refound each other. These are from my captivity, and some are from my parents.", she says looking down as I trace a few.

"You have a tattoo over this one. I remember this cut.", I say "but not what it was from."

"Razorblade ", she says " I was pinned down and cut by a razorblade.", she says.

I felt my stomach drop, but I wasn't ready to ask what happened in captivity to her.

The next few weeks in between physical therapy and an influx of visitors Chelsea would bring photos by from our time together and our wedding. I just wish I could remember. From what I've learned my wife deserves to be happy.

Soon I was released to go home with my wife.

Upon arrival I noticed another trader with a shipment of animals which I assume are for my aunt when a young gelding freaks out and takes off.

"Up for a ride cowboy.", she asks me with a smirk as she lets out a whistle and soon a bare backed Paint is headed our way and stops in front of her.

"He's a beaut.", I say as she motions for me to give her a boost before offering her hand. "You bet." as I hop up behind her as we hang on and the paint takes off after the gelding. I'm amazed how she fits in my grip.

"Vaughn switch places with me I have an idea!", she says as I nod and she hangs on as she switches to behind me quick as a flash and I have to admit her arms fit great around my waist and I notice they move to my shoulder as I near the horse while she steadies her self.

"Keep him steady cowboy I'm counting on you. I've only got one shot.", she says as I nod as she stands up using me to balance before she jumps on the gelding and wraps around as she whispers soothing things slowing it down and eventually she's got it walking.

"Gutsy, hot, can ride and good with animals. No wonder why I married you.", I say with admiration as she blushes.

"Thanks Vaughn." , she says as the trader finally catches up as we get down and Chelsea inspects the horse

"Finally you stupid beast!", he shouts

"What kind of moron uses a cattle prod on a horse after a boat ride!", Chelsea says turning around as he approaches him "I'll take him back to Mirabella, but then I'm calling the company . I won't buy any animals shipped by you."

"Good thing your not the farmer Kevin is." he says.

"Kevin has been gone over a year, my husband kicked the snot out of him and Taro banned his but.", Chelsea says glaring at him "I'm the farmer here, and if your company sends you again I'll find a new company!"

"Where?", he says.

"Don't test me I have ways. But first I'll call your company.", she says walking off.

"Hey I know you.", he says as he smirks.

"Your that runaway slut from that sex ring in the videos. I love the ones where they beat you and you beg them to stop having there way with you. Didn't tell your boyfriend you were a slave did you"

At that I notice Chelsea go white like she wants to faint. I feel my anger well up at him, because I know he's hurting her. I may not remember what all happened but I'll be danged if anyone else hurts her.

I walk up to him and slug him knocking him out before I take Chelsea's hand and she looks up at me.

"Finally that idiot shut up.", I say as I look at Chelsea my memories may not be fully intact but no one talks to my Chelsea like that.

I look over at Chelsea noting her watery eyes that have bags under them I suspect started when I got hurt. But I could never stand seeing Chelsea cry when I was young

I pull her against me "I don't know what happened or what he's talking about but I won't stand anyone hurting you."

"We should get the gelding back to your aunt's", she says and I tip my hat before I help her up before hopping on the paint as we walk the horses to Mira's where I pull Chelsea up behind me.

"You know this reminds me of the first time you took me on a horse that pretty roan you had.", she says wrapping her arms around my waist giggling.

"That I do remember, I never thanked you for wearing that swimsuit under your t-shirt when you fell in the lake.", I say chuckling as I look behind me.

When we arrive at the farm thanks to Chelsea's directions we put the paint away and I insist on helping her with the animals. Doc said to take it easy, but I can't stand sitting still when the animals need to be seen to for the night and its bad enough my wife has to take care of me.

When we enter the house I notice there's bells on the door as Chelsea puts my pills up in a cabinet and I notice a few more bottles.

"I only remember one bottle of pills.", I say.

"I have ptsd, and get anemic so there for me.", she says as she starts pulling out a pot and I notice she's changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top showing a few tattoos and a lot of scars.

"So why did you put bells on all the doors?", I say as she cooks while I explore our place looking at pictures.

"You did that babe.", she says.

"Why?", I say.

"I sleep walk, you wanted to know if I left the house while you were sleeping. You were afraid I'd go over a cliff or get frostbite or something.", she says as I make a note "You kinda married a mess."

"That's ok, I have a feeling it's worth it.", I say as I sit at the table and she hands me a bowl of cold porridge with a glass of milk my favorite. As we sit and eat I ask more questions as I admire her smile promising I'll find my way back to her. Because she needs me as much as I need her, she's taken care of me. It's time to take care of her again.