It was late in the afternoon, Serena was at work, and Ash was using his new free time to train his Pokemon. Meanwhile, Sonia was taking a cab to the hospital with a mischievous look in her eyes. Since she fake promised Serena, the peach-haired woman devised her own plan to fix the situation. She thought of trying to convince Serena to play along with what her scheme was but decided against it. Sonia Penelope Magnolia of the Galar region was on a mission, and that mission required the honey blonde woman half her age to be oblivious.

The cab parked in front of the hospital and Sonia paid the driver before she got out. She went inside and said a brief "hi" to the receptionist before taking the elevator to the ICU. When she walked toward Calem's room, she found Dawn, Piplup, and Grandpa Ramos sitting at the edge of the bed, and Delia fluffing Calem's pillow as he recited everything he remembered.

"Eighth-grade locker combination, 6-20-10. My birthday is October 12th, 1989. Social Security Number: 211-53-6539. A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, and Z.'

"Oh, come on, Calem," Dawn rebuked. "You can remember all of that, but you can't remember Serena?"

"Your sister is right, my boy. That darned amnesia of yours can't keep you from remembering her for long," Grandpa Ramos said.

"Piplup," Piplup chirped with a nod.

"Senior president at Lumiose High in 2006," Calem continued. "3.73 grade average at Yveltal University. First prize at the science fair in the sixth and seventh grade."

Delia furrowed her brow while moving Calem's head forward to put his pillow back behind him.

"You love her, Cay-Cay. You just don't remember her," she said.

Calem looked at his mother blankly and said with a shrug, "Won the elementary school spelling bee three years in a row."

Dawn let out a loud, "Ugh," while Grandpa Ramos shook his head, and Piplup hung its head. Delia let out a worried sigh before noticing Sonia coming in and turned to her old friend with a look of hope.

"Sonia. Just in time," she said. "We're trying to help Calem remember Serena. Do you have any ideas?"

Sonia put her hand on her chin, pretending to be deep in thought before she asked, "Calem, when did you first meet Serena?"

"I don't know," Calem said.

"What's the first thing you like about her?" Sonia asked.

"No clue."

"When's the first time you've ever made her smile?"

"Search me."

"How did you propose to her?"

"How should I know?"

"Sonia, what are you doing?" Grandpa Ramos asked. "He can't remember any of that. He has amnesia."

"I'm just taking a few shots in the dark," Sonia said. "I mean, I heard him say tons of things about himself when I came in, but he hasn't tried to say anything about Serena. Maybe there's something about his relationship with Serena before his amnesia that we don't know about that could bring back his memory."

"That makes sense," Dawn said. "We don't know much about their relationship apart from what Serena has told us, so we may as well ask things like that while she's not around."

"Piplup," Piplup chirped.

"Well, that's something we haven't tried, so I'm up for it," Grandpa Ramos said. "Plus, it would be nice if he gets his memory back before Serena comes here after work. It would be a pretty big surprise."

"Aw, I love that idea," Delia said with her hands clasped together and stars on her eyes. "I can see Calem getting his memory back and begging to see Serena again, devastated that he forgot about her."

"That does sound romantic," Dawn said, smiling.

Calem was baffled as he watched his family talk about him regaining his memory like he wasn't in the room. Sonia frowned, realizing that her excuse was beginning to backfire. She bit her lip and brainstormed what to do until she snapped her fingers, catching everyone's attention.

"I know. Why don't you guys go see Serena at the train station before she finishes her shift," she said. "Hopefully, she'll have some good questions that we can ask Calem."

"Now, that's a fine idea," Grandpa Ramos said. "But what will you do, Sonia?"

"I'm gonna stay here and keep asking questions just to be on the safe side," Sonia answered.

"Wait a minute. Don't I get a say in this?" Calem asked. "I've been awake for less than twenty-four hours, and all I hear from you guys is Serena this and Serena that."

"Don't you worry, Cay-Cay," Delia said, petting her oldest child's head. "I'm sure this is frustrating for you, but it will be worth it when you get your memory back. I promise."

Calem gave his mother a hesitant look, unconvinced with her words. Delia proceeded to kiss her child on the forehead before she, Dawn, and Grandpa Ramos said their goodbyes. Piplup walked over from the other side of the bed to give Calem a hug before Dawn picked it up and left the room with her mother and grandfather. With the four of them gone, Calem turned to Sonia with an edgy look in his eyes. The peach-haired woman put her hands on the edge of the bed and gave Calem a warm smile.

"How're you feeling, Calem?" she asked.

Calem hesitated before answering with a shrug, "Annoyed more than anything. I wake up in a hospital bed finding out that I've been in a coma, and the entire family, including you, keeps showering me with questions about this Serena person because I sort of have amnesia. I'm sure Serena's a nice person, and how I'm feeling is normal for a someone in my situation, but I seriously can't stand how everyone talks about her as if she's Jesus back from heaven as a woman."

Sonia snorted out a chuckle and shook her head.

"Well, I don't blame you for being frustrated one bit, Calem, and I'm sorry that we keep hammering you with questions. It is inconsiderate of the family not to think about how you're feeling when you put it all that way," Sonia said. "But the thing is we met Serena the day you had your accident, and we instantly took a liking to her. We invited her to Christmas, she came over to celebrate Grandpa Ramos' birthday, heck, we have her and her Fennekin in the new family Christmas photo."

"Really? You guys like her that much?" Calem asked.

"Absolutely," Sonia said. "It's not overselling it to say that as far as girlfriends go, she is a major improvement from Miette."

Calem glared at Sonia, saying, "Stop hating on Miette. I told you guys that I love her no matter what you say."

"Oh yeah? Are you still going out with her?" Sonia challenged.

Calem hesitated before he said in defeat, "No. I proposed to her, but she said no and moved away from Kalos."

"Well, then I rest my case," Sonia said. "You can say you love Miette all you like, but she said no, and now you're engaged to Serena, who is a better person for you."

"I doubt that," Calem said.

Sonia furrowed her brow while giving the young man a disapproving look. She walked over to the left side of the bed, sat down next to Calem, and took his hand. Calem stared at her, unsure of what she was going to do.

"Look, I'm going to level with you, Calem," Sonia began. "I've known you ever since you were born. I've been to every major event in your life, from baseball games to when you started looking at girls differently during middle school. You got a good education, a successful career, and Lord knows you are a great-looking guy."

Calem smiled while Sonia praised him. He began to ease up until Sonia spoke again.

"But you know something, Calem? You're a putz."

"What?" Calem asked.

Sonia held up Calem's hand with both hands and said, "Calem, I'm your godmother, and I love you. I couldn't love you any more than if you were my own son. I mean that from the bottom of my heart. But the truth is behind every wonderful thing about the man you've grown to be, deep down you're a total putz."

Calem stared at Sonia with his mouth hanging open. Never in his life has the peach-haired woman spoken ill about him. It was as though a piece of his reality was shattered from Sonia's harmful words.

"I don't understand," he said. "How am I a putz?"

"Because you're holding on to your feelings for a woman who shot you down and moved on when someone extraordinary pledged to marry you," Sonia said.

"Oh, come on. You're bringing this all back to Serena?" Calem growled. "Why? What is it about this woman that's making everybody worship her? What am I missing?"

"Well, it's quite simple," Sonia answered. "Serena's not just your fiancee, Calem. She's your guardian angel."

"My guardian angel?" Calem asked.

"Yeah, your guardian angel," Sonia said. "Calem, she saved your life. She risked getting run over by that train to keep you out of harm's way. I'm sure you really love Miette, and maybe she loved you too, but do you think she would jump on the tracks to save you?"

Calem took a moment to think about Sonia's question and sighed.

"No," he said. "I'm sure she'd want to, but more than likely, she'd just stand there looking for someone to help."

"Well, there you go," Sonia said. "Besides, you're already engaged to Serena, so you clearly found something special about her that made you want to spend the rest of your life with her."

"Yeah. Yeah, that makes sense," Calem said.

"I'm glad to hear it," Sonia said. "Now listen carefully, Calem. Within an hour or so, Serena is coming here to visit you. When she does, I want you to look deep into her eyes and listen to the heart of a man who has been given a second chance in life. If you don't fall madly in love with her by the end of her visit, then you break off the engagement and go back to being a putz. But if after her visit you see what took everyone only seconds to see, then you propose to her a second time and do everything in your power to make her the happiest woman on the planet."

Calem hesitated, still unsure about what his godmother was saying. Sonia kept her smile and patted his hand before she stood up.

"Take the time before she gets here to think about it," she said.

"Okay," Calem said.

Sonia walked toward the exit, satisfied with her work, but then stopped and turned back to her godson with a smirk.

"You know, if Serena was a guy and I was twenty years younger, I'd marry her myself," she said. "Lord knows I wouldn't mind a kind-hearted guy who'd risk his life for me."

"Oh, come on, Sonia. Not this again," Calem complained.

"Don't give me that attitude, young man," Sonia said, pointing her finger at Calem. "Your godmother wants a sweet, good-looking hubby to spend the last thirty-some years of her life with, and she wants him now."

Calem rolled his eyes while the peach-haired woman finally left the room. However, after a minute, he stared at the wall and thought about whether or not to try to fall in love with Serena.

Sonia decided to walk the way home from the hospital, proud of her talk with Calem. She thought about grabbing a smoothie and a couple of doughnuts from a nearby restaurant, feeling she deserved something sweet. As far as she was concerned, nothing could deviate from what she expected to happen.

As she was walking down the street, she saw Serena walking toward her, carrying the box of Calem's belongings. The honey blonde woman looked drained as she walked down the street with her head low. Sonia stopped smiling to pretend that she was worried despite knowing what happened.

"Hey, Serena. What's the matter?" She greeted.

Serena looked up to glare at the peach-haired woman and said, "I should be asking you that question. Mom, Grandpa Ramos, Dawn, and Piplup came to visit me at work not too long ago."

"Oh, really? How was that?" Sonia asked.

"Horrible," Serena answered. "They were asking me for memories between Calem and me, hoping that one of them would restore his memory."

"Oh, dear," Sonia said, acting clueless. "Did you come up with anything?"

"Yeah, I made up a story about how he proposed to me and what we did on our first date, but that's not the point," Serena said. "Why haven't you told them yet? You promised that you would."

"Don't worry. I'm going to tell them," Sonia claimed. "It's just a matter of timing."

"Timing? What do you mean timing?" Serena asked. "What am I supposed to do in the meantime? Make up a story about how I'll celebrate my golden anniversary?"

"Trust me. I know what I'm doing," Sonia said, putting her hands on Serena's shoulders. "The whole thing is going to be fixed without a hitch before you even know it."

Serena whined, wanting to be free from the situation right away. She then took a deep breath to calm down and said, "Okay, I'm trusting you. Just please don't take too long."

"I won't," Sonia said. "Anyway, are you on your way to visit Calem?"

"Not really," Serena said. "I'm hoping to just drop off his stuff at his room and head straight home."

"Oh, then you're in luck. I just visited him, and he was fast asleep when I left," Sonia fibbed.

"That's perfect," Serena said. "I better get there before he wakes up. I'll see you later."

"See ya," Sonia said.

Serena went back to walking toward the hospital with more energy. When she entered the building, she gave the receptionist a cheerful "hi" before taking the elevator to the ICU. But when she entered Calem's room, she found him awake and eating a couple of sandwiches, chips, and a small cup of water. Serena slowly backed away, hoping to leave without Calem noticing, but he looked up from his chips and saw her before she was at the door. She froze in place, and her mouth hung open, suddenly feeling shy to be around the man she crushed on for two years.

"Serena," Calem greeted with a warm smile.

"H-hi," Serena stuttered. "How are you feeling?"

"Better now, I'm starting to eat real food," Calem replied. "Would you like a sandwich?"

"Oh, no, thank you," Serena replied. "I just came to bring back your stuff."

"Oh, you've been holding on to them while I was unconscious?" Calem asked.

"Yeah, they gave them to me the day after you fell," Serena said. "Also, I've been visiting your apartment regularly to feed Meowstic."

"Aw, that's so nice. Thank you," Calem said.

"My pleasure," Serena said with a small smile.

The two of them looked at each other, awkwardly in silence. Serena drummed her fingers while still holding the box, thinking about telling Calem that she needed to head home. However, before she had the chance, Calem gave her another friendly smile and stretched out his hand to the chair next to the bed.

"Please sit down."

Serena hesitated until she decided it would be rude to say no. She put the box on the bed beside Calem's feet and sat on the chair. She sat quietly, unsure of what to say, until she noticed Calem staring at her face with a focused look.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Just trying to get a good look at you to see if it helps me remember," Calem answered.

"Oh, is it working at all?" Serena asked.

"No, I'm still clueless," Calem answered. "Your eyes are pretty, though."

Serena's cheeks turned pink, and she looked away from her longtime crush.

"T-t-thank you," she said.

Calem smiled again, amused with her bashfulness.

"You're welcome," he said. "Did I normally make you blush whenever I compliment you before my coma?"

Serena continued to look away and started playing with her fingers.

"I don't think you have, but you and your mom are the only people who have ever complimented me on my eyes," she answered truthfully.

"I see," Calem said. "Then why don't you tell me more about yourself?"

Serena instantly turned back to Calem, with a look of shock on her red face.

"Y-y-you want to know more about me?" She asked.

"Of course," Calem answered. "I've heard different things about you from my family, but I'd like to know more from you."

Serena's mouth hung agape, unable to believe what her crush was saying. She imagined him saying that he wanted to get to know her so often, but she was not prepared for it to finally come true. Eventually, she decided to take advantage of the moment and gave Calem a bashful smile

"Okay. What would you like to know?" She asked.

Calem looked up to think about the question before answering, "How about your full name?"

"You want to know my full name?" Serena asked.

"Why not?" Calem asked. "If we made it so far as getting engaged, I would think we would know each other's full names."

Serena took a moment to think about it before she accepted his logic and said, "Alright then. It's Serena Judith Yvonne."

"Serena Judith Yvonne," Calem repeated. That's a nice name."

"Thank you," Serena said.

Calem took another moment to brainstorm before he said, "I heard from Dawn that you convinced Ash to tell Mom about him being a Pokemon trainer."

"Yeah, I did," Serena said.

"I gotta tell you, I can't believe Ash wants to do that," Calem said.

Serena frowned and asked, "You mean, you had no idea?"

"Not really," Calem said. "I mean, he used to battle with Pikachu when we were kids, but he stopped when he eventually got in trouble for it. Add that to how he stayed in the family business after I left, and it seems like I don't know my brother as well as I thought."

"Well, you haven't kept in touch with your family in a while," Serena said. "I mean, they were pretty shocked that we…"

"That we're engaged?" Calem asked.

Serena nodded, mentally beating herself for continuing the lie.

"Yeah, that makes sense," Calem said. "But, hey, at least you got to meet them, and they really like you."

"Yeah, they do," Serena said. "Your mom was showing me pictures of when you were growing up."

"Including the newspaper about me saving those Skwovet?" Calem asked.

Serena smiled and said, "Yeah. You look so cute in the picture."

"Yeah, I get that a lot," Calem said. "Shame about the Skwovet, though. They never write or call. "

Serena giggled cutely like a schoolgirl and said, "Talk about a group of ungrateful Pokemon, right?"

"Eh, it was a long time ago," Calem said. "The baby Skwovet from back then are probably grown up and have their own families by now. They don't need to remember a kid saving their lives when they're living them right now."

"Yeah, you're probably right," Serena said. "It's sad when you put it that way, though. I guess it comes to show that we don't get to do many heroic things when we're adults."

"That's not true," Calem said with a smile. "You did something more heroic than me saving a couple of Pokemon."

Serena's cheeks warmed up again, and she said, "W-well, I don't know about that. Jumping on the tracks while a train was coming is pretty unusual."

"But you risked your life to rescue someone. That's real heroism to me," Calem said. "Compared to that, I don't think I've ever done something truly heroic in my life. Though I did chase a bag snatcher once."

"That's something," Serena said. "Did you get him?"

"Nah, he was too fast, and I nearly pulled a hamstring," Calem said.

"Well, most guys wouldn't have chased him in the first place," Serena said. "I still remember when that guy and his Weavile tried to mug you before you were in a coma. I thought you were really brave when you tried to escape."

"Ah, but you see, that's not very heroic because I was worried about myself," Calem pointed out.

"True, but it takes guts to try and fight back," Serena said.

"I guess," Calem said.

Serena furrowed her brow and took a moment to think of a way to cheer Calem up before she said, "You know, you give up your seat every day on the train."

"That's not heroic either," Calem said.

"It is to the person who sits in it," Serena said. "Plus, you always gave me something to look forward to whenever you would come to Thom Avenue station."

"I did?" Calem asked.

Serena responded with a smile and a nod. The room was quiet again, with Calem and Serena gazing at each other. Calem began to study Serena's face again with an intense look that made her uneasy.

"You know, you do remind me of someone," he said.

"Uh, I do?" Serena asked. "Who do I remind you of?"

Calem kept staring at her for a few seconds, making Serena unsure whether he heard her. His intense look then turned into a warm smile.

"I don't know," he said, chuckling sheepishly. "But it's probably you, the woman I fell in love with."

Serena's cheeks heated up a third time, taken aback by what he said. Calem chuckled again, and reached out and took Serena's hand, thinking that he was getting closer to remembering his fiancee. Serena's face grew redder, shocked that her longtime crush was displaying the affection she waited all her life to experience. And yet, despite her cheeks still red from blushing, Serena's heart wasn't beating for joy. She expected it to be racing like it did when Ash walked her home, but it was regularly beating for the stranger Calem was.