To say that Faith was confused would be an understatement. Questions began to flow into her mind. Healthy couple? Buffy's in a condition? I tried to kill myself? Faith shakes her head and looks at Giles.

"What do you mean 'her current state'? What is that?" Faith begins questioning. "And kill myself? I have no idea what any of this is," she admits, racking her brain for any sign of recognition.

Giles flips through the papers o his clipboard before settling on a crumpled sheet of notebook paper. "I am going to untie you now. Don't try anything," he warns as he goes for her bindings.

"Don't worry," Faith scoffs as he unties her and she sits up, rubbing her sore wrists. She looks at the paper in his hand with mild curiosity.

"This is the note that you had written prior to your suicide attempt," Giles states, answering her unasked question. She snatches the rumpled sheet of paper and reads:

To Whom It May Concern

I can't take it anymore. It hurts so much seeing her this way. I can't stand that vacant, far away expression in her eyes knowing that this is all my fault. I can't stand Mrs. Summers' sympathetic gaze because I know that deep down she hates me and knows that this is all my doing. I am sorry for all of the pain I caused and I suffer every day knowing that Buffy is always so close and so far away all in one. I just want all the pain to stop.

-Faith

She puts down the paper, in her own handwriting, and sighs. "I don't remember any of this. When did it all happen?" She asks softly.

"Back in '97, two years ago," Giles tells her.

About when I was called. Faith sighs. "What happened? What did I do to her?" She asks, rubbing her eyes.

Giles sets his clipboard down on his lap and studies Faith for a moment. "You were 15 and she was 16. The two of you were driving home from Lake Tahoe and it was snowing outside and you swerved to miss a tree and went flying into the lake. You swam back up, but Buffy didn't," he sighs.

"So she drowned?" Faith asks in a panic as she stands back up and begins to pace.

Giles tilts his head to the side. "No. You dove back in and saved her. You got pneumonia, but she has been catatonic ever since," he tells her.

"So, none of the past two years was real," she mumbles to herself. "But, I don't remember any of that. I don't remember Mom or Buffy or you being a doctor…none of this. I thought she and I had just met 8 months ago," she says with a desperate tone in her voice.

"This is very peculiar," Giles states as he cleans his glasses. "It seems to be some sort of selective amnesia," he observes. "Perhaps seeing familiar faces will help bring back some of your memories," he says with a slight smile.

"Maybe," she acquiesces. "Like what people?" She asks in a neutral tone as she sits back down.

"Your mother of course. Your father is flying in tomorrow morning and your sister is coming home tomorrow as well," he informs her with a warm smile.

"No, I don't have a sister and my parents are dead," Faith responds as she shakes her head.

Giles looks down at the clipboard. "It's all here in your file," he informs her, glancing down again.

"Well, maybe you grabbed the wrong one! Check again," she orders and Giles prepares himself to restrain her.

"Ms. Porter, please. You can check for yourself," he says diplomatically as he hands over the clipboard.

Faith takes it and begins to read. Faith Adrienne Porter. Born April 10, 1985. Father: Richard William Porter. Mother: Julianne Marie Porter. Siblings: Katrina Lynn Porter. She looks up at the doctor in confusion. However, before she can see the pictures of her family, the door opens.

"Baby?" Mrs. Porter asks tentatively with an expectant hopefulness as she enters the room. Faith looks up to see the dark features of her mother's face, so very much like her own. "I can't believe you're really back," she says teary eyed and suppressing a sob.

"I thought you were dead," Faith finds herself saying, against the better judgment of her brain.

"No Sweetie. Why would I be dead?" She asks with slight confusion.

Faith moves her mouth up and down for a few moments. "Kakistos and the…blood…and all the fire," she stammers before shaking her head. "It doesn't matter," she finally says, shaking away all of her false memories.

"We have our whole lives to talk about these things baby," Julianne tells her daughter, smiling kindly. "Your father and sister will be here shortly," she offers as well.

"I don't remember them. I don't remember a sister," Faith reluctantly admits.

Julianne's smile falters a bit as she looks to the doctor. Giles clears his throat. "It seems that your daughter has some sort of selective amnesia," he informs her. "I feel that familiar things will help her to remember though," he says to help ease her mind some.

"Don't worry sweetie, we'll help you get back to the way things used to be," Julianne states as she continues to stare at her daughter as if she was afraid that Faith wasn't real.

"I hope so," Faith nods with a weak smile of her own.

Back in Giles' office, he closes the door as Julianne enters right behind him.

"Tell me what is going on," she orders without any preamble whatsoever. Giles blinks hard for a couple of seconds. "I just want to understand," she says more gently.

Giles wipes off his glasses on his jacket as he prepares to answer. "She seems to have only false memories of some other life," he says after a moment.

"But why? What kind of memories would include Richard and I being dead and Katie never having existed?" Julianne asks desperately.

Giles sighs. "Perhaps to help her mind cope with being in a coma. It must've been hard for her to tear herself away from her family so, while she was nearly dead to you, you were dead to her," he explains to the woman before him.

"Okay," Julianne slowly replies, letting it sink in for a moment. "But what about Katie and Buffy? You told me that she and Buffy had gotten into some sort of brawl which nearly got them both killed," she points out.

"I feel that with Buffy it was more over the guilt of not having been able to keep her in a conscious state. I don't know what would be the cause of her pushing Katrina away completely though," he admits.

"This is all so complicated," Julianne sighs.

Before Giles can get another word in however, the phone rings. "Hello…I see…Of course…Send them up…Yes, goodbye," he says to the other person on the line. "The secretary at the front desk has just informed me that Katrina and Richard have just arrived," he tells the woman with a smile.

"Oh, thank god," she sates with a sigh of relief.

Faith is just sitting in an empty room with padded walls waiting for something to happen, anything. She sighs and leans her head against the wall and closes her eyes. Just as she begins to get comfortable, the door opens and she jumps up to her feet at the sudden intrusion.

"Faith, baby?" Comes an all to familiar voice as her father enters the room with a big grin on his face.

"Hey there," the young woman behind him says with a soft smile of her own as she steps up from behind the man.

Faith looks between the two of them rapidly several times, blinking her eyes rapidly to make sure that they were real. They are. She stands there gaping as she can't wrap her mind around the sight of Richard Wilkins, the mayor of Sunnydale, and Kate, her dead ex-Watcher,

standing before her.

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