A/N: And here begins the tale. Will Marie get her memory back? Will she ever remember Jack? Dundundun!
I crept out from behind the two trash cans and up until I reached a random street. My heart was pounding in my chest and I was completely mortified.
"I wonder who that man was." I asked myself.
The sun was creeping up from behind a couple of buildings and soon the streets were filled with noisy people. When I tried to cross the street I always ended up jumping back onto the sidewalk, nearly getting hit by a car.
I leaned near one woman.
"Please ma'am. Can you tell me where I am?" I asked her carefully.
"Why you're in Maine." She answered and walked down the street.
Maine? How'd I get in Maine? I wondered.
Once I was sure there were no cars I ran across the street at lightning speed. What was my name? How come I couldn't remember anything? These were some of the thoughts zooming through my mind as I ran down the sidewalk.
"Hey there you are! Marie please come here!" That man's voice called again.
I saw him running towards me and I panicked. I ran until I saw a hospital sign and I weaved through the crowds into the hospital. I ran into one of the doctors and went behind his back.
That man, what was his name again, appeared in the doorway at that second.
"Keep him away from me! He's been stalking me all night!" I screamed loudly hiding behind the doctor.
"Jack? What's happened?" The doctor asked the man.
"Huh you know him?" I asked.
"I don't know what's wrong with her! She must have hit her head or something! She doesn't remember who I am!" The man shouted, distressed.
The doctor crouched down to my level.
"I'm going to take you in for an x-ray. Is that ok?" He asked me.
Not sure where he was getting at, I nodded. He took my arm and led me into a room and took some x-rays of my head.
The man walked in, rubbing his hands together nervously.
"Well what's wrong with her?" He asked.
"Well, it seems she does have a bump on her head right here. I have to say it's a pretty nasty one too. I can't quite tell if this will be permanent or not with only one's days progress but so far all I can tell you is that she has amnesia."
"What do you mean you don't know if this will be permanent?" The man called Jack demanded.
"Look we'll keep her in the hospital and see how the progress goes ok?" The doctor said, his voice rising.
"Fine…but I'm staying with her." The man mumbled.
The doctor steered me through the hallways and into a room where I laid down on a bed and relaxed. The man came in and sat down on a chair next to the bed. I tried to edge away from him but met up with the bars around the bed.
"Listen I know you're confused right now but we are actually really close friends." The man said.
"What's your name?" I asked.
The man looked really hurt and tired. He leaned back in the chair and shut his eyes.
"Jack. Jack Dawson." He finally answered.
"I'm sorry Jack." I told him yawning.
"Why's that?"
"Because I don't remember you."
Soon I nodded off to sleep.
The following morning I woke up in the hospital bed. That man was still sitting in the chair, his head in his hands.
His eyes opened a crack and once he saw I was awake he sat up.
"Good morning Marie." He said.
I looked around.
"Oh you mean me, ok. Good morning umm…Mac." I responded.
"It's Jack actually." He said.
"Jack….Jack…." I repeated.
The doctor from the previous night walked in and looked at his chart.
"Well I don't see any permanent damage so she should regain her memory sometime today."
Max or Jack looked very pleased. The doctor sat down and stared at me hard.
"Just make sure you be extra careful ok?"
I smiled and nodded at the friendly doctor.
The suddenly it all came down on me. All my memories came flooding back. The sinking, the other sinking, the fighting, the running, everything!
"Jack! Oh god I remember!" I exclaimed.
Jack put his arms around me and squeezed me tight.
"Oh Marie! You don't know how happy that makes me!" Jack whispered in my ear.
A few days later and we went back home. The house was a complete mess and I was still paranoid about the cops. So we packed up our things and moved. We had enough money to take a ride to New Hampshire, where we lived under bridges for awhile.
But all the while I was feeling really strange. Jack and I were happy together, but my stomach was really bothering me. Finally, about a month after my amnesia incident, I went into a store and bought a box.
With that I went into a bathroom. All the while Jack was waiting outside, probably wondering what I was doing inside so long.
When I saw what I did, I was completely mortified. I walked out of the store in a daze.
"Marie what took you so long? What…" But suddenly he stopped.
I sat down on the sidewalk with the sheet of paper crumpled up in my hands.
"Jack…I…"
"What is it Marie? What's wrong?" He asked.
I handed him the pink slip of paper with two long lines on it. He looked at me quizzically.
"I…I'm pregnant."
A/N: I wonder how many of you have your eyes popping out of your heads? Didn't see that coming did ya? Or maybe you did, that would be bad for me. Anyways bet you can't wait!
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-16aqua