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Luckily they released me out of the hospital the next day. They performed many tests on me and couldn't find any trauma that should have made me lose my memories and especially eight years of memories. They decided just to wait it out and see what happened. When they signed me out the kids were at home.
"Let me get that, Liv." Peter grabbed my suitcase and left me with the bag that was slung over my shoulder. They had tried to get me to take a wheelchair down to the parking lot but I insisted on walking. I was capable after all.
"Goodbye Mrs. Bishop," The nurse waved as I waited for the elevator, "It's so great to see you awake and already going home!" I smiled and nodded at the woman as the elevator door opened and I eagerly walked in. I just wanted to get out of there.
"Bye Hadley." Peter waved to the woman and followed right behind me. When I pressed the button I felt Peter staring at me. His smile felt more real than ever before.
"This is so strange to me." I admitted. He already knew.
"I bet. We weren't exactly on good terms in February of 2012. Now you wake up to find yourself married to me with two kids. Then you have your whole ability thing. I'm not sure I'd believe it if I was the one who forgot the past eight years. I honestly thought we were over but then somehow things began to get better." His slightly amused matter of fact expression matched his mood exactly.
"Do you know how this whole ability thing works? Does Andrew's work like mine?"
"Mostly. Yours is more defined. You can read many different emotions in a person, kind of like a dog with their smelling. Andrew can only feel a person's overall mood. He's trying really hard though. He has hopes for the future." Peter laughed reminiscing at something. Now that I looked more closely at him I could see the wrinkles by his eyes had deepened and he did look older. Still handsome though.
"What are you laughing at?" I wondered. Peter looked down at me and smiled right as the door of the elevator opened.
"Andrew," he spoke as he lead me to the car, "One time he spent all week trying to improve himself. He was bugging you a lot too. Thought you might have an answer on how you got so good."
"But I didn't."
"No you did. We just didn't want him picking our emotions apart more than he already is, also he can't figure out how to block anything out. It's better to have him feel someone's happiness if that's their dominant mood rather than their happiness, hurt, boredom, and fright. He's strongly affected. He can't participate in any field trips and he's had a lot of issues at school when kids are scared or having heavy family issues." He explained putting my stuff in the back of our SUV.
The ride home was quicker than I expected. We lived in the suburbs of Boston right around the corner from the hospital. When we got to the house Peter pulled into the long driveway. The house was a two story comfortable home surrounded by tall trees. I slid out of the car and looked around the front yard nervously and was trying to decide if I should venture inside when Peter put his hand that wasn't holding my suitcase around my waist.
"Welcome home." His contentment flooded throughout my body by his touch and almost completely erased my nerves.
He guided me to the front door and before he even had the chance to open the door it was flung open by Andrew.
"Hi," He laughed, "They're home!" He yelled down the hallway." Only a few seconds later the same little brunette came running.
"You're home!" She giggled as she grabbed my legs. I bent down to pick her up, she instinctively grabbed my neck.
"Hi baby girl." We walked down the hall into the living room where everyone was standing, waiting for us to sit. People crowded my living room. Astrid and her husband and little girl were there. Walter. His face aged from the many years I couldn't remember. It seemed as though it would have been longer than eight years by how old he looked but he still held a strong smile.
"Hello Olivia." He spoke when he noticed I was staring at him. I sat down on the couch, setting Adelle on my lap and trying to take everybody in. To study them so I could know them. Next to me slipped Andrew and on the other side Peter stood beside us.
"Welcome home Olivia." Astid smiled as she bounced the little girl who had her mothers curly hair. I smiled a thank you and Andrew got up and stood in front of Peter where he grabbed his shirt and pulled him down. He whispered something in Peter's ears and then smiled at me. I knew he was worried and I was sure it was because of me. After Andrew bounced back to his seat next to me on the couch Peter sat down next to me and grabbed my hand that had been wrapped around Adelle and held it. My nervousness sank now that I didn't feel so alone. I looked at Andrew who was now smiling at Peter and me.
With Peter by my side I was able to catch up with my old friends and family and my new ones too. After everyone left I sat down on the couch and got to talk to Andrew. When he spoke I realized how much he was like Peter. He looked like him and talked like him.
"You usually make me go to bed by now." He seemed a bit surprised at the leniency. Peter was putting Adelle to bed so I could have some time with Andrew.
"Well tonight is special." He smiled and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"I know. Like a weekend only it's Thursday. Dad said I still have to go to school though because I already missed today and most of yesterday." His disappointment wasn't as strong as he made it seem.
"School is good. You get to learn about stuff. What's your favorite subject?"
"Math. Definitely math. I know a lot of the science and stuff because of Grandpa and I'm good with language arts but I think math is the most fun. You know you can make secret messages with numbers! I've made some for you and Dad but you always understand them faster." My mind took me to earlier when everyone was still here and he whispered in Peter's ear which I was sure was about me.
"Speaking of secrets, what did you tell your Dad earlier?" He looked into my eyes and shrugged.
"I just told him you were really nervous. He always knows how to make you feel better. I try to do what he does but it doesn't work as well. He's much better at it than me." Hearing this, Peter came around the corner smiling.
"I'm supposed to be better than you, I'm her husband." Andrew giggled deviously.
"Well I'm going to get really good and then I can be just as good as you!" Peter laughed at Andrew's determination.
"Alright, well, let's get to bed." He waved for Andrew to go get ready for bed.
"Mom?"
"Not tonight. Come on." Peter answered. Andrew jumped off the couch and walked past Peter to the stairs.
"Goodnight Mom."
"Goodnight Andrew." He looked back just to smile.
"You can call me Drew." He ran up the stairs to get ready. Peter smiled as he came over to sit next to me.
"Long day."He was exhausted even though he tried to act like he was awake and capable.
"I know. I'm ready just to go to bed." I laid my head on the couch and closed my eyes as I felt him next to me. I would be able tell it was Peter next to me even if I hadn't seen or heard him. It seemed people had a signature energy they gave off and I was extremely familiar with Peter's now. His warmness seemed to melt me from the inside out making me wonder if this all was a dream. Surely my mind could make something up like this, it seemed more plausible than it actually happening.
"I made a bed next to ours. I don't want you to have to sleep with me when you don't even remember our time together."
"Peter it's fine. I can sleep in the same bed as you."
"Really, it's not a big deal. I can sleep on the floor. I'm completely fine sleeping on the floor." He continued to tell me how fine he was with it and I knew he was. I could feel it and it wasn't like he could lie about what he was feeling.
"I know you're fine with it but I'm not fine with making you sleep on the floor. Besides it would be more normal for the kids. Really Peter."
"Alright," He gave up and stood to grab me with his soft hands and helped me up, "Let me show you where your stuff is." He put his hand on top of one of the cherry wood dressers and said, "This is yours. It has you underwear, pajamas and some of your pants. The rest is in the closet." He showed me by opening the door that was closest to the door to the hallway. Then he opened the door next to the window, "This is the bathroom. Fully equipped with overhead shower and self flushing toilet. Of course we have the spa tub too." I explored my dresser and got some sweats to put on after my shower.
After I got out of the shower and was ready for bed I came out of the bathroom to find Peter already in bed reading. I slid under the covers next to him and was strangely relaxed. He put his book down and slid down to be level with me.
"I asked Walter about getting you those lessons on how to block out other peoples emotions if you don't get your memory back soon. He thinks it would be a good idea." His head was laid on the pillow as he locked eyes with me. Though feeling his emotions seemed more intimate than our current physical situation. I fell asleep feeling as calm as the person who lay next to me until a strange dream interrupted.
"Bishop. You're name is Olivia Bishop." The man in the dark room with me announced. I had no idea what he was talking about.
"My name is not Olivia Bishop." The man laughed with accomplishment. I couldn't see him but I knew he was close to me, hovering over me.
"It worked. It really worked. Can you feel me? My emotions, I mean." Pride was in his voice as he questioned me strange questions that I couldn't understand their meaning.
"No. Why would I be able to feel your emotions? Who are you, why am I tied up?"
"Don't ask so many questions sweetheart. You'll be fine for now." His voice turned sickly sweet. I heard a door open and shut and I knew he was gone now. I laid my head back, surrendering my composure, and let a few silent tears fall. I tried to think of a way to get out but my body seemed lifeless. I pulled on my arms just to see where they were tied up when a sharp pain hit my neck and everything was black.
Thank you for reading if you survived this far ;) I know this chapter didn't get much better but the next chapter will hold more storyline. Sorry for the long wait for a new chapter, life has been crazy! Please review with any feedback good or bad I just love to see what you guys think!