This week, I have been busy...and not busy at the same time. And by that, I mean not doing anything at certain times, and then doing everything at other certain times. Well, I'm glad that right now I'm at that very busy time where I do this chapter and many other things all at once.
So, by the looks of it, you guys are really enjoying this story. ^^ Well, I'm glad you like it so far. I hope this story doesn't go for too long since next year is my last year of school, and I don't want much interfering with it. ^^; If this story seems to stretch out longer than I thought, then I'll double the amount I do each week to get it done quicker.
Thanks for the reviews guys, I really like them. So, without anymore delay, here's the third Chapter of Forgetful Love! :)
DP (C) Butch Hartman
"Sorry to interrupt, but I have just completed the full report on Danny's condition."
Maddie clasped her hands together in worry and anxiety. "Is he alright? How long should he stay home from school?"
The doctor sighed and looked down at his papers, he nodded in doubt of what Maddie was hoping for what could be Danny's condition.
"I'm afraid he has suffered some brain damage since the accident had done some physical trauma to mostly his head. Danny is now possibly suffering from post traumatic amnesia."
Jack grew confused of how the doctor was able to determine whether Danny had amnesia or not without even seeing him in a conscious state.
"I'm sorry, but how could you know Danny had amnesia?" Jack asked.
Jazz was about explain since she had wanted a career in that particular area of the human body and had been studying it for some time. But Jazz was interrupted by the doctor.
"Well, I'm only guessing due to the internal damage he has taken. You'll have to ask him whether he remembers anything at all." The doctor requested putting his clipboard with several notes on the cupboard next to Danny.
Danny's family and Tucker looked at Danny for a moment, Danny looked confused at what they were doing, he hadn't heard what the doctor had said so he was a little uncertain about why everyone was looking at him in this way.
"Why are you all looking at me like that?" he asked.
"Danny, do you know what happened?" Jazz asked kneeling next to Danny.
Danny raised an eyebrow in confusion as he looked at his older sister. "Um, I don't get what you mean. Be more specific." He requested.
Jazz looked at her mother insisting that she ask something instead of herself. Maddie nodded in reply then looked at Danny once again.
"Do you remember how you got here?"
Danny looked down in thought; he had no memory of how he had wound up in hospital. He tried to remember, but there was only blank. It frustrated him; he wanted to remember since his family was asking. But no memory seemed to be visualised.
"No...?"
He wasn't sure whether that was the right answer they were looking for, he could see the sad and confused looks on their faces. He saw his mother beginning to tear up as well as Jazz, he was worried of whether he should had remembered something or not. But nothing seemed to pop up in his memory, though his curiosity wanted him to find out what happened to him.
"This is bad." Tucker stated.
The Doctor nodded, he now confirmed that Danny had amnesia. He didn't know how much of his memory Danny lost exactly, but he knew that he didn't remember the event that made him wind up in hospital.
"What? Where's Sam? I need to see her!" He demanded in a panic.
"Calm down, Mr. Fenton. Miss Manson is in the other room. She is being closely monitored."
"Wha-what do you mean?" He asked sounding very confused of what they meant.
The Doctor sighed, he didn't want to tell Danny what happened to Sam, but he was left with no option. He knew that he and Sam had a connection with each other; he could tell in Danny's baby blue worried eyes that he cared for her. So he slowly walked up to the worried teen and told him what he had to hear.
"She was involved with a car crash...with you."
Danny's heart began to increase as he felt fear and panic run up and down throughout his body. The heart monitor began to have the sound intervals more frequently, Danny sat up and urged to get out of bed to see her, but everyone hesitated and insisted that he stay in bed and rest.
"Danny, please. I know how much you care about Sam but you need to rest." Maddie insisted.
"No, I need to see her!" he demanded trying to fight everyone's grip to hold him down.
"Mr. Fenton I insist, that you remain calm. She is fine." The Doctor implied backing away slightly.
Danny grunted as he struggled to fight everyone's grip. "But I need to see her!" He cried.
The Doctor didn't know what to say or do at this point, so he said he would be back later when he was calmed down.
When Danny couldn't fight it anymore, he gave up and rested his head firmly on the pillow; tears began to escape his eyes as he thought of the state that Sam was in. Everyone knew that Danny had to be left alone at this time, since he was very emotional and needed space to think about everything.
"We'll be just outside, okay dear?" Maddie said as she dragged her husband out.
Jazz and Tucker followed too, Tucker took one last look before closing the door and allowing Danny some space and time to let his emotions.
He sulked and cried to himself, he closed his eyes in thought of ever hurting Sam, he clenched his pillow in agony as the pain from his injuries and state of mental health stabbed every part of his tender and weak body. He wanted to forget, but at the same time he wanted to remember everything that happened.
"What did I do to hurt you!?" He cried through the pillow as he covered his face in shame and regret for what he can't remember he done.
Danny remained like this for most of the day, and his family knew that he needed more time to be alone. He needed to figure out what had happened all on his own. They thought it was the best way. So they gave their sympathy to Sam's parents as they anxiously waited for their daughter to wake up from her coma.
"I hope she wakes up soon." Maddie said as she hugged Mrs. Manson.
Mrs. Manson was still crying in worry of whether her daughter would be okay or not. Then the Fenton family and Tucker left the hospital for the night.
In Sam's hospital room, she was still in a deep coma. But while in that deep coma, she could see her memories of the crash and the night before disappearing from her memory, she tried to reach out and grab them but before she knew it, she had forgotten what happened over the past few days. She too had amnesia just like Danny did. But no one knew that she had amnesia yet.
Around midnight, Danny had fallen asleep. But he was still in pain and agony from his physical and emotional pain. He slept while having terrible dreams about him hurting Sam in almost any way he could imagine. Unfortunately, these dreams wouldn't be able to trigger his memory because he was having bad dreams of torturing Sam in many ways but not the way he did the previous night and the day that just went past.
During that same time, Sam was slowly beginning to wake up; she was very unaware of where she was, that is, until she heard the sound of a heart monitor very close to her. She opened her eyes and saw a nurse looking over forms with their back turned to Sam, she grunted as she sat up and took a good look of her surroundings. She grunted in pain as she moved her head from side to side to look around, but the pain in her head and neck was very agonising.
The grunting pain, caused the nurse to turn around and react in surprise to Sam finally being awake. He went out the room to call for the Doctor that was looking after her. Sam's parents had been waiting just outside her room, and they heard exactly what was going on. They wanted to see their daughter.
When the nurse returned with the Doctor pacing right behind him, Mr. Manson grabbed the nurse by the arm and demanded that they see their daughter.
"If she's awake, we need to see her now!"
"I'm sorry, but the Doctor has to do a final diagnosis." He stated fighting his grip and eventually breaking free of Mr. Manson's grip and following the Doctor inside.
He closed the door behind him and insisted that they wait just a little longer before they see their daughter. But they didn't want to wait, they loved their daughter very much, regardless of the fact that she was not what they wanted her to be.
Inside Sam's room, the doctor looked over Sam, he saw that she was still very weakened from her very long coma, but she was conscious and now was the time to see if she had suffered any other physical pain.
"What is your name?" He asked, to make sure.
"I'm Sam." Sam mumbled as she laid back down rubbing one of her eyes in tiredness.
"Your full name." The Doctor corrected.
"Sam Manson." She replied still mumbling weakly.
The Doctor nodded in reply and took down some notes in the meantime. Later on, he was able to give a final diagnosis on Sam's condition. He allowed her parents in about an hour afterwards to tell them of their daughter's condition.
"Mr and Mrs Manson, you can come in now." The Doctor said opening the door to Sam's room for them.
The two parents rushed in and saw their daughter lying on the bed almost motionless with her eyes slightly open. Sam's mother rushed by her side and held her hand in empathy. She began to sob even more as she saw the state that she was in. Sam's father stood behind his wife and looked down at his daughter with a saddened expression upon his face.
"Oh Samantha. How could this happen to you?"
"I don't know what happened exactly..." Sam replied feeling unsure.
"What?" her mother said in surprise of her daughter not knowing what happened.
The parents both looked at the doctor hoping that he would have the answer to why Sam doesn't know what happened. He cleared his throat before explaining anything.
"You daughter has suffered a great amount of trauma to the head. She has partial amnesia because of this. She also has a few minor fractures in her left arm. But otherwise she is fine."
Mrs Manson gasped in shock of what her daughter was going through. She hugged her daughter in empathy and sadness, she didn't want her daughter going through all of this on her own.
"How much doesn't she remember?" Mr Manson asked.
The Doctor looked at his paperwork attached to his clipboard, he looked doubtful as he moved his head from side to side indicating a negative answer to what Mr Manson was looking for.
"I'm sorry, but you'll have to find that out for yourselves. All that she knows is her names and who you are. She hasn't mentioned anyone else yet." He explained.
Mr Manson looked back down at her daughter, he then decided to go around the other side with a chair to sit by Sam's side and support her in any way that he could.
"Don't worry Sam; you're not going to face this pain all on your own." He said grabbing Sam's hand.
Aw, cute. I like how I've made Sam's parents care about her regardless of whether she didn't want to be what they wanted or not. That is true family love right there. But otherwise, how much do you think she would remember? Does she remember Danny? All will be revealed within a week's time.
Also, I do apologize for the delay. Some other things came up and I kept putting this off. But don't worry, I never give up on a story or anything else ;)