A.N. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry I haven't updated in almost 2 weeks. Things have been very hectic again, especially with a new school year and everything. As it is, there are probably around 52 things I could and should be doing, but I figured it was high time I updated, especially for you guys, devoted readers and reviewers! Thanks so much for the awesome reviews! I really appreciate them!

Emmett looked at her, not sure what to say. He saw her lean in close, her eyes gently shutting, and he leaned in, too, his breathing speeding up a bit. When their lips touched, Emmett felt like things were finally right again. Their lips moved against each other gently, yet the feelings that they aroused were definitely not gentle. When they pulled away to breathe, Emmett pulled Bay into a hug. They spent a few moments embracing before Bay pulled away, tears in her eyes.

"I remember," she signed. "I remember."

Emmett didn't think two signs had ever made him feel so happy before.

However, Emmett had had his hopes fly sky high and then splatter to the ground too many times in the past several weeks to take anything for granted. "What exactly do you remember?" he signed, wondering if Bay had remembered everything or if she'd just remembered his voice from the coma.

Bay looked at him, shaken. He couldn't really blame her, though, considering everything that had happened. Her hands started moving, hesitantly, as if she was deep in thought. "I remember you and me looking through your garage for anything we could find about my father…"

Emmett was still skeptical. He had already told her about that…what if she was just remembering what he had told her and she'd only just connected his voice to the voice she heard when she was in the coma?

Bay must have read his doubts on his face because she immediately reassured him. "No, I really remember it, not just the way you told me."

"Prove it to me," he pleaded.

She thought for a moment and then smiled. "You are the least scary pirate I have ever seen."

A huge grin covered his face then, and he grabbed her in for another hug, happiness flowing through him. He hadn't told her that he had "dressed up" as a pirate while she was searching, testing her reaction. By remembering that, that meant that she really remembered!

"What else?" he asked, greedy for her to relive their moments.

"I remember how the first time we went to the park, you flopped down on the grass in mock frustration when I kept interrupting our making out with questions," she smiled.

"You think that was "mock" frustration?" he questioned, his eyebrows raised. "That was definite frustration, just maybe not an emotional frustration," he told her with a cheeky grin.

She laughed and he laughed with her. It felt so good to laugh with her again…not that they never laughed when she couldn't remember, they did…but this laughter felt purer, more right, more complete. Even when they were spending time together post-coma and having fun, he still felt something was missing…but now it was back and the happiness he felt about it was almost embarrassing.

She laid her head on his shoulder, and they just sat there for twenty minutes, thinking. He was stroking her hair when she suddenly pulled away and sat up straight.

"Emmett, I also remember what happened before my accident," she told him.

He was confused. "That's what we were talking about, right? I know you remember now."

"No, I mean I remember what happened right before my accident," she explained, staring into his eyes.

He gulped. He had momentarily forgotten about that. He was so focused on trying to get Bay to remember, and then his elation at her memories returning, he'd forgotten how they'd gotten into this mess in the first place.

"And, oh my gosh, I can't believe I thought I was still with Ty when I woke up!" Bay exclaimed all of a sudden.

He grinned. "Me, neither."

"But, wait," she said, back to the topic at hand, "we need to talk, Emmett."

"I know," he said, pulling her closer to him, "but can't we just be happy that you got your memory back for now? Can't we discuss that later, or tomorrow, or never?" he finished, a hopeful smile on his face.

She squinted at him, then shook her head. "You know, you are too cute for your own good."

He pulled back, aghast. "Cute? I'm not cute!" he grimaced, waving his hand dismissively at the term. "I'm good-looking! I'm too hot for words!" he finished, modestly.

She laughed at him and then shook her head. "Nah, you're cute," she restated.

"Stop it!" he insisted. "C'mon, say the truth…I'm sexy and all the other girls are jealous of your super-hot boyfriend."

"No," she said, simply. "They think you're cute…like a bunny," she smirked.

His eyes popped and he put a hand against his heart. "Don't say these things to me, Bay! That's not even funny! A bunny? A bunny?" He saw her laughing hard, and then he grabbed for her, but she darted away.

He ran after her, and even though she had gotten a slight head start, his long legs helped him catch up to her soon. He grabbed her and brought her close to him, then gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.

"I love you," he signed. It was the second time he'd told her that.

"I love you, too," she signed back, her eyes shining.

Having her say that for the first time was one of the best experiences of his life. He kissed her again and then they headed to the Kennishes'.

Bay dragged him inside by the hand, him stumbling slightly after her. A moment after they had opened the door, Daphne came into the kitchen, heading to the counter to grab an apple. She took one, wiped it off on her shirt, and bit into the fruit. Only then did she look up and see them.

She jumped back, then placed her hand on her heart. "Geez, don't do that!"

Emmett and Bay laughed at her, then apologized.

When Daphne's heart had stopped dancing the mambo, her eyes lit on their enjoined hands. Her mouth dropped open (thankfully she'd swallowed her bite of apple before Emmett and Bay had given her a heart attack), and her eyes opened wide. She pointed at their hands wordlessly for a moment, and then signed furiously, "You remembered?"

Emmett looked down at Bay and smiled affectionately while Bay nodded.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so happy for you!" Daphne squealed aloud, and then gave Bay a big hug. Bay laughed and hugged her back. Daphne pulled back for a moment, then motioned for Emmett to join in the hug. "C'mon, join in! Group hug!"

Emmett put his hands up in front of him and shook his head, indicating his resistance to join in this very girly moment.

"Aw, c'mon, Emmett…" Bay pleaded, and beckoned him closer. Unable to resist, he joined in, patted Daphne's and Bay's back for 3 seconds, and then backed away again.

"You may never tell Toby, Wilke, Jared, Jackson, or anyone I know about this, do you understand?" He looked sternly at Daphne and then at Bay, pointing at each of them in turn.

"Yeah, yeah," Bay said, dismissively.

Daphne laughed at that. "See, this is why Bay is so good for you," she said to Emmett. "She's not scared of you."

He took a step back. "What is this, diss Emmett day?" he asked, exasperated.

Daphne and Bay then both laughed at him. Bay came close to him again, lifting her face up to hers, presumably to kiss him.

Just when Emmett started to lean down to kiss her, Bay grabbed his face in between her hands, squished his cheeks, and said, "Who could be scared of this face? It's just too cute."

Emmett took two steps back and then said, "That's it; I'm out of here!"

Bay and Daphne laughed at him again, but Bay grabbed his hand and apologized. "I'm sorry. Don't leave yet. We still need to talk." She looked at him pointedly.

Daphne, meanwhile, not knowing what was going on all of a sudden, was looking between the two of them like it was a tennis match.

"I know," Emmett told Bay, softening. "But I really do need to be getting home. It's already 10:05, and I told my mom I'd come home by 10:15." When he saw the disappointed look on Bay's face, he reassured her. "Don't worry. We will talk. I just need to go home now, ok?"

Bay heaved a dramatic sigh and then said, "Alright. Let me walk you out."

Emmett lifted his chin at Daphne as good-bye and she waved back, and then he walked out with Bay.

Before he reached for his helmet, Bay pulled at his arm. "Emmett, we really do need to talk, you know that, right?"

"Yeah, I know. We will, ok? I'm not going to let anything come between us, certainly not something that happened in the past. I'm not going to run away from this talk, Bay. I promise."

"Okay," she responded, trusting him.

Then he pulled her towards him and kissed her hard. When he pulled away, they were both short of breath.

"No cute bunny can do that," he told her.

Then, having had the last word, he put on his helmet, hopped onto his bike, and rode off, leaving Bay gaping slightly at him, his heart feeling freer than it had in ages.

A.N. Alright, people! There you go, that was chapter 12! So, what'd you think? I know they kind of reverted back to regular fairly quickly and that may have not been the most realistic way to go about it, but that's what I decided for this chapter. Sorry to those of you who were disappointed in the quickness of it all. Don't worry, though, they will have a talk about the whole Daphne thing, though. This is also definitely one of my shorter chapters, for which I'm sorry. But I have a lot of stuff to do and decided to keep this one shorter and lighter, rather than continuing. Let me know what you think of the chapter, please! Also, do you think I should continue with the story, developing different plotlines, or should I just add a couple more chapters and finish it off? I'm debating about that and would love to hear what you think/prefer!