A gun fired, a woman ran, followed by a man dressed in green . A gun fired again, a lorry swerved, BANG!

Sydney's eyes flashed open. She had fallen out of bed onto the floor. The doctor rushed in, followed by a nurse who helped Sydney back into bed. Sydney was shaking.

"Sydney, calm down, its going to be alright. It was just a bad nightmare. Don't worry, nightmares often happen when you've had an accident." said Doctor Raybird.

Sydney controlled her shaking "It seemed so real!" she cried.

"I'll stay with you until you feel better. Nurse, would you get Sydney some water, please."

The nurse left to fulfil her duty as the doctor stayed by Sydney's bedside, comforting her. Sydney couldn't put a finger on it. The nightmare seemed so real, as if she had experienced it before. Sydney calmed her shaking and drank the water the nurse had brought her. She sat puzzled by her nightmare.

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At around 9:30 am Vaughn appeared at Sydney's room. He had left last night with Jack, her Father. He had decided not to come, he still was recovering the aftershock of seeing Sydney. He had never seen her this bad before. She had broken a bone or two but not as bad as this.

Vaughn pulled a chair up alongside Sydney's bed, she let out a smile feeling happy he had come.

"I just spoke to the Doctor. She said you had a nightmare. Are you alright?"

"I'm better, thanks. The nightmare. It felt so real. It was horrible." cried Sydney.

"Do want to tell me what it was about?" asked Vaughn looking Sydney in the face.

"There were gun shots. A woman running. A man dressed in green following. A vehicle and then BANG! I woke up on the floor."

"Did you see a painting in your nightmare?"

"No I didn't" replied Sydney.

"Look Sydney, I think in your nightmare you are reliving the accident"

"You think so?"

"Yes. The woman in it must be you, the man, maybe he has the painting and the vehicle, that was the lorry that hit you. I don't know where the gun shots are from. Possibly the man dressed in green."

"That's great! my memory must be retuning."

Vaughn smiled and leaving the room he went to speak to the Doctor.

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"Doctor?" Vaughn called out in the corridor "May I speak with you?"

The Doctor turned around.

"Yes, what do you want to talk about?"

"Sydney, she is starting to get her memory back. When will she be able to go home?" asked Vaughn, puzzled.

"I am glad that she is making progress however I don't think it is wise to discharge her yet. I would like to keep her monitored, if that's alright. When she is feeling 100% and has regained her memory then I will consider letting her leave."

"I understand. Thank you very much" said Vaughn walking back down the path he had just come. Just then his mobile phone rang. He walked outside to answer his call.

"Hello, Vaughn speaking."

"Vaughn, its Jack. How is Sydney doing?"

"Much better. Her memory is slowly returning. She had a nightmare about the accident. I think we have an idea as to who might be the one who has the painting. The Doctor says she can be discharged when she is feeling 100% and her memory has returned. By the way, how are you?"

"Much better. I have never seen Sydney looking so weak, the last time I remember her injuring herself was when she broke one of her fingers. It just makes me feel worried when she is stuck in hospital unable to carry out her job."

"Don't worry. She's in safe hands." Vaughn replied.

"I know. Look, I have decided to pay a visit. I have some pictures and photos that might help Sydney remember who she is and who she works for."

"That a great idea. See you in a bit". Vaughn turned off his Mobile phone, headed inside and brought himself a drink.

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As Jack drove himself to the hospital, the Doctor was changing the bandages to Sydney's head wound. Sydney's arm was in a plaster cast.

"Before I go, I'll need to take your blood pressure. I'm glad you are on the mend. That was a nasty accident you were involved in."

"Yes, I hope that's the last accident I have of that kind. I don't want to experience it again. It was horrible." The Doctor took Sydney's blood pressure and left just as Vaughn and Jack arrived.

"Hey, Sydney. Your Fathers here." said Vaughn.

"Just call me Dad."

"Hi, Dad. You came in yesterday. Didn't you?" Sydney tried to recognise his face.

"That's right. I have some photos and pictures that you may want to look at. Maybe looking at them will jog your memory as to who you are and who you work for."

Jack opened his briefcase and removed what he wanted. He handed the photos and pictures to Sydney. She took the first photo and studied it. It was a photo of her wearing a black leather suit.

"That's me. Isn't it? I saw that person in my nightmare. She looks prettier than me. When I examined myself in the mirror earlier, I realised how bad I looked. I hope the scars won't be too big." Sydney sighed.

"Scars are a sign of battle. It shows that you a willing to fight to get what ever it is you want." explained Vaughn.

Sydney began looking at the other photos, this time they were of the people she worked with. Her mind seemed focussed on one man. For some reason she remembered him.

"Do you recognise any of them? They're who you work with. That's Dixon, Vaughn, Marshal and Slone and me" Jack said pointing to them in turn.

"I seem to remember Marshal. He used to make things, am I right?"

"Yes he invents gadgets. I am happy to see you are starting to remember much more." Jack smiled at his daughter. Sydney felt proud of herself.

"I'm happy too, Dad."

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