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Chapter 2

"Who are you?" Carly asked Sonny once more.

What did she mean by that, how could she not know who he was? They had been married, conceived a child together, and lost a child together. It was impossible that she could forget him, she had to know who he was.

"Carly, how can you not know me?"

" Who's Carly? Who are you?!" now she was beginning to panic. Carly looked around the hospital room franticly. She had no idea where she was or how she got there. She couldn't remember anything, she couldn't even remember who she was. What was her name? This man had called her Carly, was that her name?

Sonny rushed to get Alan and the nurses, but once he had told them what had happened they shoved him out of the room to examine her. ' How was he going to explain this to Bobbie' he thought, ' or Michael?' Oh no, Michael. He would never understand that his mother couldn't remember him. It would crush him to think that she had forgotten him, which was something that Carly would never do if she hadn't had a serious car accident.

Sonny had called Bobbie while he was waiting for Alan to come out of Carly's room and explain her amnesia. Bobbie had gotten there as fast as she could and she and Sonny waited to speak to Alan when he came out. When Alan came out of the room he was reviewing Carly's charts.

"I'm afraid that due to the accident Carly's developed a serious cause of amnesia. There is no way we can tell you how long it would take her to regain her memories or if she even will. I'm so sorry Bobbie."

Bobbie just gave Alan a weak smile, that was all she could make her body do. After everything that she and Carly had been through together, all the trust they had built, it was gone. Carly couldn't even remember Sonny, the man she loved, there was no way that she'd remember her.

"Bobbie," Sonny said breaking the silence," what are we going to do? How are we going to explain to Michael that his mother can't remember him?"

" I don't know? We can't take her back to the brownstone," Bobbie's heart was breaking for her grandson. What would she do if Carly never remembered?

In 2 weeks until they released Carly from the hospital. Sonny and Bobbie thought that it would be best to take Carly to the penthouse, away from Michael, so that he wouldn't get upset. When Sonny brought Carly to the penthouse she was still very uncomfortable being around him.

" Umm, there's a bedroom upstairs that you can have." Sonny told her. Carly just nodded. " I can fix you something to eat if you'd like."

" No, thank you. I'm not very hunger." Sonny laughed at the statement, Carly was always hunger. She could consume more junk food in one day than he did in a lifetime. " Did I say something funny?"

"No , it's just that you are always hunger."

" What else do you know about me?" Carly asked in a rather feeble voice, which Sonny wasn't used to. Alan had warned Sonny that he shouldn't answer her questions but let her figure them out, he said that Sonny could give her clues, like pictures, but not tell her.

"I can't tell you that." the penthouse phone rang and Sonny answered it. " Yeah?…What is it, Benny?… All right, I'll be right there.

" I have to take care of some business are you going to be okay here alone?"

Carly nodded. " I'll just unpack."

When Sonny left she grabbed the bag that Sonny had gotten for her, it was filled with clothes from her house, not that she remembered her house or anything for that matter.

Carly walked up the staircase and went into the only bedroom with its door open. The room was nice, it was very dark though, it seemed almost depressing. Carly put her clothe in the empty draws and closet. She couldn't help but think that this room was familiar to her somehow. She didn't know how though, she couldn't remember it. Slowly she looked around the room, when she got thin image of wallpaper being torn down and a rocking chair. She didn't understand the memory, if it was a memory, but she couldn't stay in that room. Tears began to well up in her eyes and she ran out of the room.

Sonny arrived at the penthouse to see Carly sitting on the couch sobbing.

"Carly, what happened?"

"I remembered something," she began to tell him all about the memory of the room and the rocking chair and the wallpaper. " What does it mean? What happened in that room?"

Sonny didn't want to tell her, he, himself, had tried so long to forget the terrible events about two years ago. " That was a nursery a long time ago."

" Our baby's," she whispered crying a little harder. " We were going to have a baby, that was his room, wasn't it?"

"Yes, it was his room."

" What happened to him, why didn't we finish the nursery?" Carly knew she wasn't going to like the answer but she needed to know. Before Sonny could answer her Carly spoke," I fell. I fell down some stairs. I lost our son."