Previously...
"Baby, don't you remember," Caleb asked worried.
"B-baby," she looked at him as if he had grown another head. "I'm not your baby! I don't even know what I'm doing with you. How did I get here? If you're trying to kidnap me, I swear to God I'll scream my lungs out."
"Ash, what are you talking about," Caleb asked. She didn't remember how he was. "Don't you know me?"
"Well duh, you're Caleb Danvers. You're the captain of the swim team and one of the popular guys."
"And how are you," he asked, trying to figure out what was going on with his fiancé.
"I'm Ashlyn Kennedy. I just transferred from New York," she told him.
"Ash, you need to remember. You're not Ashlyn Kennedy. You're Ashlyn Simms and also my fiancé. I love you and you love me!"
"Love you," she exclaimed. "I don't even know you. I just transferred last week and this is the first time I'm actually talking to you Danvers! Now you better tell me why I'm standing in the middle of a road late at night with you."
Caleb couldn't believe what was happening. His love didn't know who he was. Ashlyn didn't know a thing about her life in Ipswich or her relationship to the sons. Chase had her under his spell and Caleb knew he had to figure out a way to break it soon.
And now...
Chapter Twenty-seven: Please Remember Me
~One week later~
A week had gone by and still Ashlyn didn't remember. Caleb had been forced to lock Ashlyn up in the manner. Then, he immediately called the boys. Even after meeting with the rest of the sons, including her brother, Ashlyn still didn't remember a thing. Caleb's heart was breaking more and more each day.
Caleb walked into his house. For the past week he had been rushing home to take another attempt at reminding Ashlyn who she really was and who he was to her.
"Are you finally going to let me go now," a voice asked as he entered his room.
"You know I can't do that baby," he sighed.
Suddenly, a heavy hard cover book was hurled at his head; luckily he was able to duck in time. "Well, I see you're enjoying the books I brought you," Caleb said dryly.
"For the last time, do not call me baby," Ashlyn roared.
"Please, just calm down Ash," Caleb pleaded.
"Calm down," she looked up at him. "Calm down! A psychopath is holding me hostage in his house and you except me to stay calm!"
"You know I don't want to keep you locked up here," he ran his hand through his hair.
"Then let me go," she retorted sarcastically.
Caleb's eyes narrowed as he replied, "Not going to happen."
Caleb noticed Ashlyn's anger return and then without any warning her eyes went black and he was thrown back against the wall. He let out a groan as he picked himself up. Immediately, his eyes sought out Ashlyn but she was lying, cold out on the floor.
"Ash," he whispered, cradling her head in his lap. "Baby, wake up." Ashlyn shifted in his arms and groaned. Sighing, Caleb picked the girl up and laid her down on the bed, tucking her in, before heading down stairs.
Just as Caleb reached the end of the steps Reid, Tyler, and Pogue walked into the house.
"Hey man, how's it going," Pogue asked.
"Caleb gestured to the pump on his head and asked, "How do you think its going?"
"She still doesn't remember anything," Tyler asked sadly.
"Not a thing," Caleb frowned.
"Well, keeping her locked up here isn't going to help," Reid added. "I mean, people are going to start asking where she is, including her parents."
"Yeah, I know but we can't let her go when she's like this," Caleb argued.
"Well here," Tyler handed Caleb an overnight bag packed with Ashlyn's clothes. "We came by to drop off some more clothes for Lyn."
"Thanks," he said, grabbing the bag.
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After the boys left, Caleb took the bag full of Ashlyn's clothes upstairs. She was still lying in bed but he could she was just sleeping now. The power surge her anger had caused had definitely worn her out. Caleb set the bag at the base of the bed and then moved to sit next to her. He lightly caressed her cheek and then moved her bangs from her eyes just as her eyes fluttered open.
"Are you okay," she asked quietly.
"I'm fine," he smiled at her.
She looked straight into his eyes, confused and almost angered. "How can you put up with this? I just hurled you through the wall."
"You don't get it do you," he sighed.
"Get what," she asked, sitting up.
"I love you Ashlyn-more than you can ever imagine. Before you, I was basically dead inside. My father was dead and I find out that the girl I though I could love only went out with me because of my last name. She leaves me because I'm different and then you come back into my life. And it's like I start living again. You come in and all the bad things in my life seen to go away."
"But I," she interrupted.
"No wait," he held up a hand. "Let me finish. Now you can't remember me-can't remember us. And my heart hurts. You don't remember the first time I kissed up or our first date. You don't remember our dance at the formal and you don't remember when you made me the happiest man alive by saying yes to marrying me."
Ashlyn held his hand in hers, staring at the wedding ring on her finger and after a moment whispered, "I wish I could remember all that." A tear rolled down her cheek before Caleb leaned in and kissed it away. Ashlyn stiffened but soon relaxed and responded to the kiss. Immediately, it went from soft and light to passionate and needy.
Like a tidal wave, memories began flooding her mind. Slowly, she pulled back and started into her favorite chocolate-brown eyes. A smile spread across her face as she looked at Caleb confused expression. Ashlyn leaned in and this time it was her who started the kiss. Taking him by surprise, she pushed Caleb back and climbed on top so that she was straddling him.
She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I love you Danvers."
"Thank god," he let out in relief before capturing her lips again. "I love you too Ashlyn Simms, soon-to-be-Danvers," he said softly, causing her to chuckle.
Well there you go readers. I thought I'd end this chapter on a good note for our favorite couple. And please, please remember to review. Don't make me beg peoples.
xoxo
Kris