Hello all. I would like to thank those of you who have followed and favoured this story since my last update.
So here is the next chapter I hope you like it.
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Emanuel stood at the window of his hospital room looking out at the children playing in the park across the way. He wondered if he had liked playing in the park when he was young? It seemed like something you should know about yourself, right? But he didn't, hell he didn't truly even know his name. His current one, Emanuel, he had picked from a baby naming website that Anna had showed him. It had been a week since he woke up with no memories but green eyes and that voice in his head. Just a week, and yet, it had been strange. First there had been his naming, Anna claiming they had to call him something, then there had been her dragging in every person it was possible for him to have meant with green eyes to see if they were the one's in his mind. But none of them matched, he was starting to think that maybe they were just and illusion. Though Anna was convinced they were from his other life. The life he couldn't remember.
She had offered to do a search, see if she could find out who he was. There had been nothing on the local news to explain why he had been in the ocean, so they could only assume that he had been pulled far off course from where whatever form of transportation he had been using went down. Not that he truly cared. He had told Anna no. he didn't want her finding answers for him. He didn't want to read his history as if it was a story of another man. He would remember who he was on his own or not at all. He didn't know why, but he didn't want to feel like a stranger in his own skin. Which had he returned to his family or his friends, if he had any, he would without knowing them and there relationship to him.
He was kind of surprised that the hospital hadn't already found out who he was as he had been unconscious for almost two weeks. Well he had been until he actually saw what the hospital really was. It was just a small clinic connected to an even smaller doctors surgery that operated normal opening hours. Normally a case such as him would have been sent to the proper hospital in the nearest proper town, but apparently he hadn't been stable enough to move at first, and then, well he was settled and the doctor here was a good as the ones in the other hospital. So they had kept him here, but as the only staff consisted of Anna, another nurse and 2 doctors, they hadn't really had time to investigate his origins. Though Anna had wanted to apparently. She had even sent a picture to the local police to see if he was classed as a missing person, but so far they had heard nothing back.
And so that brought him back to the here and now. Standing out the window of his room. he had been discharged this morning, the only thing being wrong now was his lack of memory, but he had nowhere to go so he hadn't left. The doctors told him he was free to stay until they needed the room, which he was grateful for. But still, he wondered, questions buzzing round his head, though he had no urgency to answer them. But they were there, they always seemed to be there.
Just who was he? Why was he so convinced he didn't want to know his own past until he discovered it himself? What had happened that made his mind rebel at the idea of knowing himself? Or was it just an instinctual reaction to the unknown? Was he a good man? Was he nice? Did people like him? And just who was the green-eyed man of his dreams?
"Emanuel?" A voice asked interrupting him pondering making him turn to the red-headed woman in the doorway with a smile.
"Anna. How are you today?" He asked amicably. He liked his nurse, though he felt she was becoming more than that. Maybe Anna would become his friend while he found himself or not as the case maybe. Either way, yes he would like Anna as a friend.
"It should be me asking you that you know." Anna replied with a smile of her own as she came into the room and put the bags she was carrying down on the bed.
"Well the doctors tell me I am fine, so I will take there word for it." Emanuel replied coming over to see what she had brought him this time. It seemed every time Anna shown up recently it was with something new for him.
"You are fine Emanuel. I promise. Now I thought maybe you would like to go outside for a while, maybe go sit in the garden?" Anna suggested hoping that Emanuel agreed. He had been in this room too long. He needed to go out and feel the sun on his skin, learn what it was to live. She hoped that if he did he would change his mind about finding out who he was. She was sure there were people out there looking for him, the man with the green eyes sprang to mind, but she didn't say any of this.
At her words Emanuel turned to look out of window once more wondering if he really wanted to go the other side of the glass. In here he was safe, he was happy in this little bubble of a room he had somehow made his sanctuary. Out there, he had no idea what he would find. But yes, she was right. Anna was right. He did need to bit the bullet and venture out of his comfort zone. With that he turned back to Anna with another smile on his lips.
"Yes, I believe that would be nice." He replied contemplatively, though not moving from where he was standing next to her. It seemed the concept of personal space was a mystery to him, not that Anna minded. This man fascinated her.
"Excellent. I've brought you a change of clothes. I hope they fit alright, they are my fathers." At that she turned to the bags and pulled out a pair of black slacks and a white shirt. Then finally she pulled out a beige trench coat which Emanuel could wear against the chill in the air outside.
Emanuel looked at the clothes she had brought him and gently raised his hand to run his fingers against the material, letting his hand slide over them. He had no real concept of fashion or style but looking at these things that Anna had brought him they felt... right. He liked them.
"Thank you Anna. I'm sure they will be fine. And please thank your father for me as well." he said after a while turning back so his blue eyes meant her green ones.
"Of course." And with that Anna left Emanuel to get himself dressed for there outing.
They went and sat outside on a bench. Emanuel liked the feel of the sun on his skin and watching the bees buzzing round the flowers nearby, but something wasn't right, then he realised what it was. Getting up from the bench he walked to the middle of the grassed area and sat down, he then lay down on his back so he could see the few clouds in the sky.
"Emanuel, what are you doing?" Anna asked rushing to be beside him hoping that he wasn't having some kind of funny turn but he wasn't, though his response did confuse her.
"Watching the clouds go by." Emanuel replied staring up at the sky.
"Why?" She asked sitting herself gently down next to him. Maybe this was something from his past, something he was remembering. If so, she was not going to stop the process. She would do all she could to help it.
"Because people spend all there time rushing from place to place. On occasion you need to just stop and watch." Emanuel mumbled as if he didn't really know what he was saying. With the sentence he closed his eyes as a memory rose in his mind, though it was more like a photo of a memory, a still of a scene.
He was standing in a nondescript room facing a green-eyed man, in fact, the green-eyed man, though he was young. But he had his hand on the man's arm and he was staring at him.
"Dean." He had said. He guessed that was the green-eyed man's name. Dean. It was a nice name for a nice looking man that was for sure.
But then the memory faded as quickly as it had come and he had no idea of its relevance to stopping and watching the world go by or anything else for that matter. But still he knew he would treasure it. He would take out that glimpse of who he used to be and study it. Because now he had a name to go with the eyes that haunted his dreams.
"Emanuel? Are you all right?" Anna asked it seemed like she might have been trying to talk to him for a while but he had not heard.
"I'm fine, just thinking." He replied opening his eyes once again with a smile and sat back up looking around there location. He wasn't ready to share his new information with her yet. No he wanted to kept Dean to himself, for just a little longer. Not that he truly understood why. But he felt like he wanted to keep Dean his, though he knew somewhere inside him that he wouldn't be able to do so forever.