One Man, Two Lives Destroyed

Summary: AU She can think of many reasons to explain to her daughter why her fathers not around – just none of them are the truth. MCxMJ MMxRD JJxOC ADSxTC

Note: Sorry about the delayed update, I didn't mean for it to happen, but it happened. SORRY! So this story is going to be longer then I expected, but I think that that's alright. Anyways short A/N now because I have to get going. So I hope you enjoy this chapter and thanks for all the reviews!

I don't know what's up with FANFICTION, but somehow I never got any of the reviews to my email and I was like: WHOA! So I'm updating again to see if this works! Thanks!

Co-writer and editor: xI'll Cover Youx

Disclaimer: WE DO NOT OWN RENT!

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Chapter 19

Normal POV

"What happened?" Maureen questioned as she sat down in one of the waiting room chairs and waited for the nurse to inform her about what happened to Mark.

"Mrs. Cohen… I-"

"Miss Johnson would be nice." Maureen said and looked down at the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry; I didn't know that you and Mister Cohen weren't married." The nurse said and sat down across from Maureen. She smiled slightly.

"We're friends, very close friends… Uh, I'm in engaged so I could never be Mrs. Cohen."

"Ah, I see."

"Right, so what happened?" Maureen repeated and the nurse clasped her hands together and placed them onto her lap.

"He woke up and he's doing fine. He's in the physical therapy wing and he's doing great… It's just that-" The nurse didn't even get to finish because Maureen shot up out of her seat and was running down the hallway. She ran all the way to the physical therapy room and was standing in the doorway of Marks' room by the time that the nurse found her. "I don't know if you're ready for this Miss Johnson."

Maureen smiled brightly and took a step into the room, totally ignoring the nurse. Mark turned his head to the side and looked at the woman who had just entered his room. She didn't speak, she just smiled. He titled his head to the side and looked at the nurse who was shaking her head sadly. He didn't get what was going on, "Markie, I can't believe you are awake."

He looked directly at the woman and tried to think about who she was. Nothing came to his brain when he thought about it, "Who are you?"

Maureen choked as he said those words. He had forgotten. He didn't remember their love, their child, or anything else. She turned around and walked out of the room defeated. Mark watched her retreat and knew that he had said something wrong. He knew that he should know that woman, but he couldn't match her up with anybody else. He couldn't remember her.

And maybe it was better if he didn't.

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Maureen ran.

She ran so far away from that horrid place that it was only luck that she bumped into Angel, Collins, James, Joanne, and Sara. She collapsed into Angels' arms and sobbed against her shoulder. Angel ran her right hand up and down Maureen's back and gave the rest of the group questioning looks.

"Honey? What's the matter?"

"He. Can't. Remember. Me." Maureen sobbed and wiped at her face, she didn't want to look like a fool in front of her friends.

"Who can't remember you?" Joanne questioned and Maureen sobbed harder. She didn't want to talk about this, but she forced the words out of her mouth.

"Mark, Mark can't remember me."

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Mimi ran towards the hospital with Natasha and Roger carrying Mary-Grace ran behind her. Mimi pushed opened the doors and sat down quickly next to Maureen. She gathered her friend in a hug and found herself crying along with Maureen. Roger sat down with Mary-Grace next to her. "Oh babe… What did they tell you?"

"He can't remember me… The fall hit something in his head and now his memory is wiped… They said it would take a miracle to make him remember me and Natasha." Natasha sniffled softly and Maureen's head turned to her.

"Natasha honey… Are you okay?" Natasha ran to her mother and threw her arms around her. "Nati… What's up? Yesterday you were ignoring me."

"Does this mean that you're not marrying James?" Maureen shook her head and smiled sadly.

"Honey, Daddy can't remember us… I don't know what to do… I think that we should-"

"Maureen Johnson?" Dr. Letch questioned and Maureen stood up and placed Natasha on her chair. She walked over to the doctor and followed her down the hallway.

"Mister Cohen is doing okay for now. He wants to see you though. He didn't know who you were but he was sure that he knew you from somewhere. Do you want to see him?" They stopped in front of the door and Maureen nodded eagerly. She stepped into the room and smiled slightly. Dr. Letch stepped in front of her and waved to Mark. He waved back and smiled at Maureen.

"I didn't get your name earlier." He said and Maureen nodded. She leaned against the wall and didn't say anything.

"Miss?" Dr. Letch urged and Maureen shook her head as tears formed in her eyes. She couldn't do this, she was too unstable for this. She couldn't do this. She repeated that over and over again in her head as both Mark and Dr. Letch looked at her. "Miss Johnson, say something."

She would do, she would do this for Mark. For Mark.

"Maureen… Maureen Johnson. Nice to meet you…?"

"Mark Cohen." He said and smiled, "But I think that you already knew that."

Maureen laughed slightly, "I might of…"

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They had spent hours talking. Talking about nothing but random stuff that Maureen had suddenly thought of. The doctor had warned that it'd be bad to bring up anything about his life before the accident. Maureen was gone now. She was home with Natasha and Mary-Grace and she was eating with the rest of the group. Mark was alone. He was in his room and he was walking around, he wanted to know why he felt like he knew Maureen Johnson.

"Dr. Letch?" He questioned and the doctor stopped in front of the room. She nodded and looked down at her paper before looking up at Mark.

"What is it Mark?"

"Who is Maureen?"

"What do you mean? She was the woman you were just talking." She stepped into the room.

"Yes, but did I know her before?"

"Mark, you don't have to think about that." Dr. Letch took a step forward and was standing inches away from Mark, "Remember you're suppose to call me Kirsten." She kissed him softly and he smiled against her lips.

"Right Kirsten." Kirsten smiled and pulled away. "When can I leave this hospital and start living with you?"

"Soon Markie, you don't have to worry." Kirsten brushed her blonde hair back and smiled, "We just need to run some tests and then we'll go back to my place."

"I'm glad that I met you."

"Me too Mark."

End of Chapter 19

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