A/N: OMG! I was updating with Chapter 10 and then realized I never updated with this one as well! Holy shit guys! I'm so freaking sorry! I didn't mean to do that! I seriously thought this chapter was up! OK, so now because I'm a bad author, I give you chapters 9 and 10. Please forgive me!

Chapter 9

Tuesday

I sat in the café Tom-er Jason and I had agreed to meet. I was a half hour early and anxious he wouldn't show. I had no idea what I was going to say or what to do. I just knew I had to get close to him. I needed answers to my growing list of questions and fears. I needed to know exactly what happened to him so I could figure out how I could help him; if he even let me. I needed to understand why the love of my life didn't return to me.

I just hoped he'd be willing to tell me.

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I left the house and walked towards the café I had set up with Jude. Apparently, I couldn't renew my drivers license because of the memory loss and the potential I could remember at any moment. I guess there's a concern of loss of mental concentration or whatever. Thus, I was strictly restricted to anything within walking distance…unless Jessica was home because she drove.

As I walked, I couldn't help but take in the surroundings. I kept expecting to remember something happening at that store or that street corner. But nothing came. Nothing ever came. I sighed and shoved my hands into my pockets; even though it was 70 (Fahrenheit, I don't remember the conversion to Celsius and I'm too lazy to look it up after a 4 hour accounting lecture).

Jessica didn't let me go out much. She says it revolves around the same principal to why I can't drive; that I could remember something vividly or violently and something bad could happen; I don't know what she expected. Memory is just electrical impulses stored in the brain. I wasn't a doctor, but I didn't think it'd kill me if I remembered something in public, but I wasn't going to argue with a PhD. Hell, for all I knew, I could have been a doctor as well (Jess says I wasn't). Besides that fact, I haven't remembered anything in over a year since I woke up from the stupid coma. As much as I didn't want to admit it, my chances of remembering were dwindling as each second ticked by. It definitely wasn't highly probable that I'd remember at any second.

As I walked, I noticed a couple of people send me second glances; a double-take. Like they thought they knew me but then decided they didn't. Some would shake their heads, as if to clear it, and continue on their way. One woman whispered to her friend. It was slightly nerve wrecking and I stopped watching people the rest of the way to the café.

The little bell on the door jingled as I entered the establishment. As I entered, I instantly caught sight of Jude seated at a booth near the center of the building. I approached her and she looked up as I came over and smiled warmly at me.

"Hi," She greeted, straightening in her seat.

"Hey," I seconded as I slid in across from her. I noticed her fidget slightly. Was she nervous? I wondered. "How's…Briana?" I asked. I think that's what she said her daughter's name was.

Jude smiled at me, apparently pleased I remembered the detail. "Bri's good. She's back at school and talkative as ever." I had to smile at that. It was good to know the kid wasn't emotionally scarred by nearly getting hit by a car.

"That's good." I said and she nodded in agreement. "And you?" I asked and she looked at me, eyebrows raised and I flashed her a smile. I saw something flicker in her eyes, I wasn't sure if I could place it, but it seemed like…sadness.

"Glad that she's ok." Jude said and looked me straight in the eyes. "I can't ever thank you enough."

I shrugged and didn't know what to say. I honestly don't know what compelled me to jump in front of a car to save her daughter. I saw the kid and…I don't know. I don't have a death wish; far from it actually. I saw that little girl about to get hit by that car and…I can't explain it. I just knew I had to save her.

"So, what about you?" She asked and before I could answer, a waitress came over and asked us for our drink orders. Jude ordered a Diet Coke and I went with a Coke. Boring, but it sounded good. Once she left Jude gave me an appraising look and I smiled at her.

"I'm good" I told her and added "more or less." The pain of every time I moved had gone down to a dull ache and a throb if I moved the wrong way. I'd probably regret the walk later this evening to meet her here, but something told me it'd be worth it.

Jude smiled warmly at me and we slipped out of awkwardness and just started to talk. We ordered and ate lunch and She told me about her job and she asked me what I did and I hesitated. I didn't really have an answer for her.

"You don't have to answer…"

"No, it's just…" I sighed. Might as well go with the truth. "I was in a car accident over two years ago."

"I'm sorry." She said, sounding like she genuinely meant it.

I shrugged. "It's a fact." I told her bluntly and continued. "Anyway, I woke up…I think it was six months after the accident from a coma. When I woke up, I didn't remember anything."

"Amnesia?"

"I guess. I woke up and I didn't even know my name." I told her and her eyes softened and look sadly at me.

"I'm sorry,"

"It's not your fault." I told her and she looked down at the ground and away from my gaze. The way she sat, I couldn't read her expression, but something told me she felt guilty. Why? I wondered.

"Jessica, she's my fiancé" Jude took in a sharp breath and I couldn't help but feel puzzled by her reaction. I paused and studied her a moment. Jude looked up and I couldn't read the expression on her face. "Are you ok?" I asked her and she shook her head.

"I'm fine." She said, giving me a shaky smile and I let it go; for now.

"I don't know the details, Jess tells me I lost my long term memory in the accident. There's some medical terms and all that crap I don't really understand but that's the gist of that…anyway, because of the memory loss," I frowned and sighed. "I don't know, I guess she's worried about me or something, but I haven't completely got my life back on track."

Jude just nodded. There was something…off about her reaction to all this. She seemed upset and I found I didn't want her to be upset. I barely knew this woman yet…I shook my head to clear the thought. It wasn't possible. I didn't know her. She would have told me. Jess would have told me. Right?

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