Maya P.O.V.

"You're here", the boy with blue eyes said to me, almost shocked.

Part of me remembered him, the way he was always there for me. He was my best friend, and then things went south when he went to jail.

"I heard about your accident", he looked down, "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you."

I chuckle, "it isn't like I'd actually remember you."

He grins, "do you remember me now?"

The many talks about Emily or even his crush on Hanna, I remembered those things. It made no sense to me, because I was still having trouble remembering everything about Emily. Why would I remember him?

"Yeah, and I don't know why. Some things I don't remember about Emily", I said.

His blue eyes twinkled a little, "She is the love of your life, you would do anything for her. You'll remember her, feelings like that just don't go away."

"It's really good to see you", I reach for his hand.

I hold his hand tightly, and memories start to flood back to me. Our long talks, and the night that everything went wrong. That was the main reason I came here today, because of my recent encounter with Lindsey.

"Christian", I whispered.

"What's wrong", he looked worried, squeezing my hand slightly.

I breathed hard, "Lindsey came and saw me the other day. She wanted to talk."

Christian tensed, "Lindsey came to see you? How is she out of jail, Maya?"

"I don't know, but I haven't been able to sleep knowing she is around", I said, staring at the ground, "I came here, because I just need to know how your appeal is going."

Christian smiled, "Self defense, Maya. My attorney feels good about me finally getting out of here, getting back to my life. If this works out, I want to be here for you. You really need to talk to Emily, she won't let anything happen to you."

The rest of the visit went smoothly; I was starting to remember things. I was really starting to remember.

Emily P.O.V.

"How'd the visit go", I asked as Maya walked through the door.

"It went well, he looks good", Maya said, putting her keys on the trey in the kitchen.

There was something different about her, there was a smile on her face that wasn't going away. Even though, I've been worried about her, especially since Lindsey went and saw her.

"Em, we need to talk", Maya sat down, patting the seat next to her.

My stomach did a flip, and the pit in my stomach grew. What could she possibly want to talk about? We haven't actually had a conversation in awhile, not a real one since before the accident.

Maya looked at me, "I'm scared. Seeing Lindsey brought back memories that I don't think I ever wanted to remember again, what she did to me was so wrong. It took so long for me to be able to the person I was before. It seemed as soon as I became that person again, the accident happened. I forgot everything that meant anything to me, and I still don't have those great memories back, but I do want to. Emily, I might not remember everything, but I do remember that I need you."

Maya put her hand on mine, butterflies shot through my stomach. I could feel myself blushing, the heat was almost unbearable. But it felt good and right.

"I'm always here for you", I said, squeezing her hand.

One second I am staring into her eyes, the next her face is moving closer to mine. So close I could feel her breathe on my face, my stomach was in knots.

"I want to kiss you", Maya whispered, her eyes were diverted to my lips.

I didn't second guess myself, I didn't wait even a second. My lips touched hers instantly, at first Maya didn't kiss me back. The kiss almost felt awkward, but then she did. Her hand went to my face, and she deepened the kiss.

It took everything in me not to push her too far, I didn't know how comfortable Maya was in that second. It was the first time we kissed in a long time.

Maya P.O.V.

The memories started to flood back: our first, the moment Emily came out and we were finally together. Every single moment we ever had came back, and I was kissing her like I have never before. My heart was pounding, but I didn't want this moment to end.

I pulled away for a second and looked into her eyes, "I", I began to say but stopped.

Emily stared back, "I know."

For a second, we both know what we wanted to say, but it has been so long.

"I love you", I finally said, the blood rushed to my cheeks.

For a split second, I was nervous Emily wasn't going to say it back, because she just stared intently at me.

Emily's lips touched mine again, "I love you, Maya St. Germain."

Everything felt complete, everything felt right. In that moment, I remembered exactly why I fell in love with Emily.

Authors note:

I am so sorry for not updating. I got a new computer, and I just got Word again. Thanks for being patient, this isn't the end. More to come!