Here's a new chapter I hope that you all enjoy it. I hope that you like the name. Because it's all that I could come up with.

Chapter 2

Rhett sat there not looking at anything in particular, he told him everything. From the day he meet Scarlett to the day they went sailing. "I don't know why she just took off. She didn't even tell anyone that she was leaving or where she was going. She just left, and now she's gone." He didn't want to cry, he tried but he couldn't help himself.

Christian looked at the broken man in front of him; he never would believe that Rhett Butler had cried if he hadn't seen it for himself. He didn't know what to say he had never been put in this type of situation, he hadn't even found someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with let alone cry over. He did know that nothing he said could make him feel better; he also knew that nothing could make him feel better, nothing but looking out the window and seeing his wife alive and not dead. But things like that didn't happen at least on here at this time in place.

A woman with beautiful black hair opened her emerald green eyes, she lay on a bed in a place she didn't know, surrounded by people she didn't know, hell she didn't even know who she was. She looked around to see if something would jog her memory. But she couldn't turn her head for the pain. She didn't have any idea of how she got here or what could cause such pain.

"Hello, little angle of god. It's nice to see you awake. The doctor will be very pleased to see you have started to recover from your ordeal. And he as some news that might brighten your day." The nurse was beaming with joy at the woman who lay in the bed before her.

"Who am I?" She looked at the woman, and she thought that she knew her, but she couldn't place the face.

"We were hoping that you could answer that question. But don't worry dear, we'll find out who you are in no time. We should be able to report that an unidentified woman has been found. I'm sure someone will come and clam you." She smiled down at her warmly. "But until then we'll have to give you a name. Do you care what we call you?" She shook her head. "Well then, what about…. Hope. Because that's what you are to me, my hope."

Shortly after the woman received her new name the doctor came to see her. "Hello, I hear that you have gained a temporary name. Well, I have some news for you. You're pregnant; do you have any idea who the father might be?" She shook her head. "Well, we know that you're married, because we found this on your finger." He handed Hope her ring, it was beautiful. It had a large emerald in the middle surrounded by diamonds. "Still, no?" She just looked at him.

"Alright, I'll come to see you again in a few hours. Get some rest."

Hope fell back asleep, into frightful dreams. "Cheer up; maybe you'll have a miscarriage." Then she saw herself fall a flight of stairs. Her dream passed to another seen from her past. "Do you have anything else? You Yankees have been here before, and then she shoots the gun." Hope woke up then and looks around. She heard two voices, one was very formiral but she couldn't remember who it was, or who the person was to her. But the hunting words sent servies up her spin. She didn't want to have anything to do with a person who could be so curl to her. But she couldn't help but feel some form of love for the voice that she heard in her head. She tried to sit up but could not, she was too weak. She looked around the room and realized that she was hungry.

"Hell my dear. Can I get you anything?"

Scarlett nodded her head, "I'd like to sit up and I'm hungry." The nurse helped her sit up and brought her some chicken soup. Hope looked out the window, see saw green everywhere. "Um, where am I?" She looked at the nurse and she smiled at her.

"My child, you're in Ireland. The home of the Irish and you my dear look more then Irish to me and no matter where you are really from because you are Irish you belong here. So don't you worry about not remembering who you are. Because you can build new memories here where you belong."

Hope just looked at the nurse, 'It's like she doesn't want me to remember who I am.' She looked out the window again. She couldn't help but feel that there was someone out there who was missing her, someone who needed her. But because she couldn't remember who it was she wasn't sure if it was just because she wanted someone to want her. "I wonder if the father of the baby misses me. I wonder if he loves me.' Hope wanted to fined out who the person from her dream was, she wanted to know why someone would say that to her. She had a very strange feeling that that person was the father of her unborn child. She knew that he was the one who wanted her or needed her. She also thought that maybe she would need him too.

Rhett looked out the window; he was standing with his back to his friend. He didn't know what to do with himself, he knew that he would have to move on but he wasn't sure how. He had lost his daughter and now he had lost his wife forever. He wasn't sure if he could ever go back to the way that he was.

"Rhett, listen I can see that you need to get away from everything. I'm going to go to Ireland to look at some horses. Why don't you come with me? This way you get a change of seen and maybe you can help me find some horses, you were always good at that." He was hopeful, he wasn't sure if Rhett would say yes.

Rhett turned to look at him. 'That's where Scarlett was going.' "Yes, I'll go with you." Rhett thought that maybe there was some chance that she was some how alive. Not knowing that everybody in America thought that she was dead. Maybe if she was he could make everything up to her some how. But he didn't think that was possible, things didn't happen like that. Rhett didn't know what made him think deep down that she was still alive, but something had told him to say yes. He wasn't even sure if he had said yes or if it was something else all together. But he would go just the same hoping against all hope that by some miracle that if she was alive that he could find her. If he did he would do everything in his power to make a mends for all his wrong doings. He would make her see that he had still loved her and there was no reason for her to take off like she did and scare him half to death pretending that she was dead. Maybe they could have another baby, maybe more then just one, maybe she would want a dozen. He didn't really know if she wanted another baby but that's what he wanted. But he thought at the top of his mind that she was gone.