Already gotten some really encouraging reviews, thank you folks.

As per the comment about pairing, or dislike thereof, I think you will be pleasantly suprised with where this sotry will go, but I'll leave it at that ;)

Chapter 4: Back from the Dead

I do not own any of the characters or locations of the SSX series. EA games BIG owns all characters and places mentioned in this story.

The doctor exhaled loudly as he ran his hand through his grey hair. He walked into the waiting room and was immediately welcomed by Moby and Zoe.
"Is he alright, Doc?" Zoe said quickly, the doctor nodded to them.
"Is it alright to go see 'im?" Mody asked, wanting to see for himself that his friend was alright. The doctor paused, then looked at Zoe.
"Miss Paine, I think it would be best that only you go see him for the time being." Moby protested with the doctor, but eventually agreed to stay behind while Zoe saw Psymon. "Now, I must warn you now, he may not recognize you at first if you have changed much from his first accident." Zoe stopped walking, the doctor noticed and also stopped.
"What do you mean?" Zoe looked frightened as she stared the doctor in the eyes.
"This is a premature theory for me to be making, but I think that your friend has undergone a change, or a revert." Zoe still looked confused. "Miss, Paine, does the name Simon Morgan mean anything to you?" Zoe nodded.
"Yeah, that's Psymon's birth name, but he changed it when we went pro in SSX." The doctor nodded. "Why?" Zoe seemed uneasy as to what she was walking into.
"Well, again this is a premature theory, but I think Simon Morgan is back." Zoe nodded and walked to the door, then slowly opened it, looking back at the doctor before closing it behind her. She stepped into the room to see Psymon standing in front of a full length mirror wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. He still ran his hands along his large tattoo in disbelief.
"Psymon?" Zoe asked timidly. Psymon turned his head and looked at his visitor, then his eyes lit up.
"Zoe? Is that you?" He smiled slightly as he turned to face her, he looked her over. "What... what's with... all of this?" He touched the tattoos on her arms and her flamboyant clothing. "Is this fishnet? When did you start wearing mesh?" They both laughed lightly then Psymon looked serious as he put out his hand and ran it through her stiff black and pink hair. "Your beautiful red hair, what happened to it?" Zoe looked at his hand and then back up at him. "Zoe, what happened to us?" Zoe's eyes moistened but she fought to keep them dry.
"Psymon, where do I start?" Psymon looked sad.
"I guess from when my bike left the ramp?" Zoe nodded and sat on his bed, he sat next to her.
"Well, you didn't make the jump, you got shocked bad... we didn't think you were going to make it." Psymon paid close attention to her. "You were in a coma for weeks, and when you came out, you were different. Your voice was so fierce, you constantly shook and your eye had this really creepy twitch."
"And you didn't try to get me help?" he said quietly, Zoe shook her head.
"You were in therapy for years, the doctors all decided that the electrocution caused a chemical imbalance in your brain, and that it was not able to be safely reversed." Psymon looked down at the floor quietly. "Psymon, you were always so angry, you were so violent. You got to the extent that no therapist would come near you... Psymon you threw one shrink out a window three stories up and then sang about it until police came." Psymon closed his eyes, wishing these words were not true.
"If I was so horrible, why did you stay with me?" Zoe moved closer to Psymon and hugged him for comfort.
"Because I know you wouldn't have turned your back on me if I was in your shoes. Plus you never hurt me, if anything you defended me more than ever... once we ran away." Psymon looked at her in the corner of his eye. "We changed our names to Stark and Paine and we hit the road, dreaming of being pro bikers. You got a job in a tattoo parlor, I... got a job... but we took care of ourselves." Psymon now turned his head to look at her.
"Why didn't you tell me what you did?" Zoe hesitated.
"You'll be angry."
"What did you do Zoe?" Psymon spoke softly but firmly, Zoe sighed.
"I... danced."
"You were a stripper?"
"I was a dancer." Zoe urged them to drop that topic and continue. "Besides, it kept the bills paid when you got fired." He looked up at the ceiling of his room.
"Do I want to know?" Zoe paused, then said
"Well it IS kinda funny." Psymon looked at her and didn't speak. "A customer pissed you off... so you tackled him to the ground and tattooed 'I eat babies' on his forehead." Zoe fought the chuckle in her voice, Psymon stared blankly at her.
"I did that?" Zoe nodded.
"You served five months in jail, the parlor got sued so much that they had to close down permanently, something like an eight million dollar settlement." Psymon looked back at the floor. "When you got out, we moved along, that was how we lived. We bounced province to province until we made enough money to come to the States. Then we met Moby." Psymon raised an eyebrow. "Another BMXer, but he also was an amateur snowboarder, and he got us into it. Before we knew it we were spending more time cutting up mountains than trails. Then we got signed by a small professional circuit and boarded there for about a year until we got signed by SSX." Psymon looked overwhelmed.
"Then we became the freakshow team of a convict, a stripper and some other guy." Zoe looked irritated.
"Psymon I only did that for a year and only because nowhere else was hiring." Psymon looked at her with an apologetic face. "I'm sorry Psymon, this must be rough on you. You've been gone all this time and now you're faced with this new life that you didn't expect."
"It's like a really weird dream." The doctor now came into the room.
"Mister Morgan, all your Xrays are in, you have nothing broken, just a few sprains and bruises, you're cleared to leave as soon as you wish." The doctor then turned and left the room, Psymon picked up his folded clothes from a nearby chair. He hesitated at first to dress in front of Zoe, she looked away to give him some privacy.
"So how long was I... Stark?" Zoe looked down at the floor.
"Five years now." Psymon stopped and looked at the wall he faced.
"Five years... damn..." Once he put on his shirt Zoe came over and hugged him tightly.
"Psymon was my best friend, but I'm glad you're back, Simon." Psymon slowly returned the hug and closed his eyes. "I won't leave you again."

Well, we've covered a bit of the past between Zoe and Psymon, tune in next time 'cuz things are going to get interesting very soon.