The Colour of Your Eyes

by Robot Zombie Pineapples

When Ranger returns from his last mission with less than he had when he left, Steph and his friends pile in to help him regain what was lost, but can she continue to put on a brave face for him with the weight of the world on her shoulders? A story of the lengths one goes to to preserve love. Babe HEA.

5. The New Therapist

Chapter 5

Dear Babe,

My new therapist is… odd. But in a good way? I think?

God, I hate how uncertain I sound about this. Because I'm not. I'm absolutely positive that Stephanie is the kind of woman that was called odd as a child. She has this air of someone who's faced down the haters and proven herself time and time again. She's strong willed and hard to steer off her chosen path. But she absolutely does not strike me as a therapist. When she's questioning me, she's like a dog with a bone, digging deep, searching for just the right answer, which I guess is what most therapists are like, but she just seems… different.

I wanted to give her all the answers she was looking for, but no matter how hard I try, I can't remember.

Still, it was good to escape this prison for a while. We went to a café down the street and she got a donut for herself and grapefruit and yoghurt for me. I stopped just short of calling her 'Babe' when I pointed out how unhealthy her choice was. I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I think it's because of how calm she makes me feel. She settles my racing thoughts so I can focus better. But she cant replace you.

A couple of times when she was asking me questions it was like a memory was lurking right on the edges of my mind, begging me to take a step closer, but I couldn't. Every time I thought I had something, you'd pop into my thoughts and I'd have to shy away from whatever was there. Because although it was your silhouette I saw, her eyes had invaded your face. How can I hold onto you if she starts infiltrating my thoughts like that? I don't care how compelling her blue eyes are if I can find you and be looking into yours.

I want to remember. More than anything. Steph makes me desperate to remember. But as soon as I think of you, I feel guilty. I shouldn't be trying so hard to perform like a trained seal for this woman. It's you, Babe. You're what's keeping me sane. I just wish I knew who you are. Where you are. I need answers, Babe, but I need them for me – for us – first and foremost.

Don't go crazy, Babe. I'll figure it out, I promise.

Carlos.