How long has it actually been since i updated this? Sorry for the rediculously long wait! I was working on some new stories (so please go read them: Here I Go Again (Glee) and Peter Returns (2003 Peter Pan). So here is chapter 5 after the longest wait EVER. ENJOY :) and PLEASE REVIEW!

Chapter 5: The Awakening

I was horrified. What could the bad news possibly be? I mean thank the lord-i-don't-believe-in that there is good news, but how good can it really be?

"Well," the doctor began. "The good news is that Clare is going to live." And with those words, the world grew brighter. Clare wasn't dead. She would be alive and well soon enough. And all I will have to do it wait...

"Then what is the bad news?" Mr. Edwards asked. It was easy to tell that he too was relieved that his daughter will live. Of course, just go ahead and ruin the happy moment, Mr. E.

"The bad news is that we noticed from our tests that she must have hit her head pretty hard at some point. Besides the large loss of blood and the gash below her ribcage, which will be easy to fix up, she might wake up with amnesia," the doctor said very monotone. I gasped. Amnesia? But how? When did she hit her head... And then the flashback played in my mind: including sound. I remembered her scream again when she was stabbed and how she feel to the floor. The hard ground provided a direct blow to the back of her head. And it sure looked painful...

"H-how bad will it be?" Mrs. Edwards asked, noticeably concerned.

"It isn't 100% definite that she will have amnesia, but there is a good chance. It is hard to tell if it will be long term or short term or even how severe it is."

Adam looked worried and scared. I knew this whole thing was probably hard for him too. Clare was his only other friend... but what if she didn't remember our friendship?

"I better go call Darcy and tell her what's happened," Mrs. Edwards said, taking Mr. Edwards hand and exiting the room with him. The doctor followed them out.

"Amnesia," I mumbled over and over.

"Eli, it's going to be okay. Clare is going to live. You'll be able to finally tell her how you feel! Cheer up!" and there Adam goes again, trying to lighten the mood. I tried to happy, but I kept thinking what would happen if Clare didn't remember me...

The door clicked open. Julia entered with a half-hearted smile.

"Hey guys. Is everything okay?" she asked sweetly.

"Yeah, we're good." Adam replied. He knew I couldn't really talk right now. I was too busy gazing at Clare, awaiting the moment when she will wake up.

"Good," she smiled. "Sorry i can't stay and chat. I got another patient to check on. See you guys in about an hour!" And with that she shuffled out of the room.

"I wonder how long it'll be before she wakes up-" before Adam could finish his though, I swear I saw Clare move. Adam gasped and focused on her fragile body lying the bed. I saw her hand flinch and her eyes closed tighter for a moment. I started breathing heavier... she was waking up. I felt my heart soar when her eyes flickered open.

"Clare!" I exclaimed. A smile fell upon my face. Adam lit up too... until we noticed something... something off...

"Clare? How are you feeling?" Adam asked. She merely looked around the room. She seemed to be lost in a daze... and seemed to be very confused.

"Clare? Can you hear me?" I asked, now with a bit of panic.

"Where am I? And who are you?" she asked. I felt sharp, cold pain rush through my body with her words... She looked like she was going to cry. I felt my eyes well up with tears as she opened to speak again. You could her the sadness, confusion, and panic in her voice:

"And who am I? Why don't I remember anything?"