XXV

"Where are we going?" Theresa asked as she laid her head on Fox's shoulder.

"I thought that maybe you and I could go to the Marina. It's this place near the beach." Fox replied.

"Oh," Theresa said. "Hmm, the Marina."

"Does it sound remotely familiar?" Fox asked.

"Not really." Theresa said frowning. "Oh well."

Once they arrived at the restaurant, Fox helped Theresa out of the car. They held hands as they entered the Marina. Theresa looked around at her surroundings.

"Well, here we are." Fox said.

"It's a great place." Theresa commented. "We've been here before?"

"Yeah," Fox replied. "How about we get a table?"

Theresa nodded. Fox lead her to a secluded table in a corner of the Marina. Theresa sighed.

"Are you still bummed about not being able to recall anything specific?" Fox asked

"A little." Theresa admitted.

"Let me cheer you up." Fox said as he stood up and extended his hand. "May I have this dance?"

Theresa smiled. "Yes, you certainly may." Fox led Theresa towards the dance floor and wrapped his arms around her waist. Theresa placed her arms around Fox's neck. Their bodies swayed to the beat of the music. A new song came on that stirred Theresa's memory. She held onto Fox as she recalled the words.

I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine.

I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear.

Theresa pulled away and looked at Fox.

I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you

"I know this song," Theresa said.

"We've danced to it before. A couple of times actually." Fox said quietly.

Theresa's eyes opened wide. "I remember that," She gasped.

"You remember everything, or just that one memory?" Fox asked.

"Just that one memory. You and I were on the beach talking when we heard music. Then we started dancing and this song came on. We started kissing and then we were lying on the sand. Someone interrupted us. That's all I remember."

"Ethan interrupted us." Fox replied. "That was the second time we danced to this song, can you remember the first?"

"No," Theresa said slowly. "But who's Ethan?" She asked.

"The man at the hospital from last night." Fox clarified.

"Oh," Theresa said. "Him."

"Yeah, him." Fox mumbled.

"Who is he to me?" Theresa asked frowning.

"Ethan, well, he's" Fox sighed. "Do you honestly want to know?"

"I suppose." Theresa said as her voice trailed off.

"Let's go outside." Fox said quietly. Fox reached for Theresa's hand as they walked side by side.

Once they reached the part of the beach where they had shared a passionate kiss, Fox stopped right where they had lain and sighed. He looked down and put his hands in his pockets.

"Is something wrong Fox?" Theresa asked as she came up behind him.

"Nothing's wrong." Fox said quietly. "I'm just reminiscing about the night we kissed right here. Do you remember that Theresa?"

Theresa looked around at the scene before her. She frantically searched her mind for any kind of memory pertaining to the area she was in, but nothing came to mind. Theresa frowned and shook her head. "I'm sorry, I just don't remember."

Fox nodded. "Oh well." He said as he sat down in the sand. Theresa joined him and looked at him anxiously. "You aren't mad at me for not being able to remember are you?" Theresa asked worriedly.

"Oh no." Fox said immediately. "Theresa, I'm not mad at all." He said as he reached to stroke her cheek. "Why would you think that?"

Theresa looked down. "I don't know. I mean, this must be hard for you, and I feel like somehow I'm hurting you."

"Theresa," Fox said as he titled her chin so that her gaze met his. "I admit that I'm a little down because you don't remember me, but that doesn't mean I'm angry at you. It's not your fault that you have amnesia. In some ways, I think that it's my entire fault that this happened." Fox said miserably.

"What do you mean?" Theresa asked. "How could it be your fault? You weren't the one who hit me with the car."

"I feel like I was one of the causes of the accident. You and I were in the hospital talking. I thought that you were upset with me and you went outside to be alone. I followed you and~" Fox buried his head in his hands. "Then," Fox choked. "You- you were unconscious. I thought to myself that if you didn't pull through it would be my fault." Fox let a few tears slip down his cheeks. He wiped them away quickly.

"Fox," Theresa said as she soothingly stroked his back. "It was an accident. I figure that I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"But you wouldn't have been in that parking lot if I hadn't upset you." Fox said desolately.

Theresa held Fox's hands. "Fox," She said as she stared into his eyes. "I don't blame you, so stop blaming yourself. What's more important is that I'm here with you now, and I need you Fox. I need you to help me remember. Will you do that?"

"Of course." Fox said as he kissed her hand. "Of course I will Theresa. I love you."

Theresa smiled. "I love you too." She whispered.

Fox looked at Theresa with surprise. "But you don't even remember me."

"Fox," Theresa said quietly. "I may not remember you, but there is some familiarity there. Every time I'm with you, I feel this connection. I feel the love you have for me, and my heart tells me that I love you in return." Theresa leaned in and kissed Fox softly on the lips. Fox wrapped his arms around Theresa as he gently laid her in the sand. Theresa ran her hands through Fox's hair as he let his hands travel down to her thighs. Fox deepened the kiss when they were interrupted.

"Yo, get a room." A man called as he passed them.

Theresa gasped. "Get a room," echoed in her mind.

"What is it Theresa?" Fox asked.

Theresa seemed lost as the memory flashed in her mind.

"We'd be in your bedroom talking and we'd get closer and closer. I just wanted to lean in~" Fox said as his lips inched closer to Theresa's.

"Hey you two!" Someone yelled.

"It's Ethan, let's make it worth his while huh?" Theresa said as she pulled Fox into a passionate kiss.

"Theresa," Fox said calling Theresa back to reality.

Theresa snapped out of her trance. "Huh?" She said.

"You looked millions of miles away." Fox replied. "What is it?"

"Another memory." Theresa mumbled. "You and I were here about to kiss when someone called out 'Hey you two' and I said it was Ethan and I pulled you into a kiss. Then," Theresa said as she went silent to think. "Then,"

"We kissed for awhile until someone said~" Fox's voice trailed of.

"Get a room." Theresa finished.

"Yeah." Fox said. "You remember."

Theresa nodded as she rubbed her arm. "Can you explain to me who Ethan is?"

"Oh yeah," Fox replied. "That's the reason why we came out here in the first place. Well, um, Ethan- he's my half brother and you used to be in love with him."

"Really?" Theresa said baffled. "Hm, you'd think that if I used to love him I'd at least find him familiar. But, he doesn't seem familiar at all."

"Are you sure?" Fox asked warily. "Because awhile ago you were really obsessed with Ethan."

"How so?" Theresa asked.

"Well, you and Ethan were a couple once upon a time, but then you guys broke up. Later, Ethan married his childhood sweetheart Gwen. Even after Ethan and Gwen were married, you ardently believed that you and Ethan were meant to be together. You enlisted my help to make Ethan jealous."

"So that's why I said 'let's make it worth his while,'" Theresa replied. "We kissed to make him jealous?"

"Yeah, that was the intention, but it turned out that it wasn't Ethan after all." Fox chuckled. "That was one hell of a kiss."

Theresa smiled. "You're one hell of a kisser." She commented.

"I am?" Fox said smiling. "Well, you're not so bad yourself."

Theresa giggled. "Thank you, Fox."

Fox looked at his watch. "Hm, how about I take you to the apartment? Maybe you'll regain more of your memory when you see some of your things."

"Okay," Theresa agreed. "Let's go."