Link stood at the window of his quarters, looking unseeingly out at the courtyards. What played before his eyes was the scene of Sheik vanishing in a flash of white light, Zelda appearing where Sheik had stood only moments before. A feeling of betrayal stabbed Link's chest, his fists clenched and his eyes squeezed shut; tears prickled his eyes threatening to flow freely.

He didn't know why the scene playing behind his eyes bothered his so much, or when it had occurred. In the memory, if that's what it really was, he knew he had been seventeen, but he hadn't know Sheik when he was seventeen, he had only know him for a weeks and he was nineteen now.

However, he had been able to identify the location of the memory as the temple of time, a place he had been more than once since his journey with Midna to defeat Ganondorf.

Link was wrenched from his thoughts at the sound of the door to his chamber creaked open. Sheik stood in the doorway. He walked over to Link, joining him at the window. Link turned to face Sheik; his blue eyes displayed his troubled thoughts.

Sheik stood beside Link, forcing himself to resist the overpowering desire to pull the Hero of Time close and comfort him, coax the answers from his friend. The familiar feeling of being at Link's side once more was almost too much for Sheik.

Gently, Sheik raised his hand to Link's cheek, placing his hand onto the Hero's neck and stroked his cheek with his thumb. Link closed his blue eyes, leaning into Sheik's touch.

"Sheik," Link breathed. Sheik drew his breath in, unconsciously holding it. Link opened his eyes, meeting Sheik's crimson gaze. Link pulled away from Sheik's touch before reaching out and pulling Sheik into a close embrace. Closing his eyes, Link slid his arms around Sheik's back, bowing his head against Sheik's shoulder.

Sheik let out a shaky breath; he brought his arms up around Link, placing one hand on the back of Link's head and the other around Link's shoulders. He closed his own eyes, resting his head against Link's. "We're going to get your memories back," he promised softly. I promise.

With the coronation over, Link's mind was free to wander and the memories and fever dreams came once more to the front of his mind, fragmented memories of a strange place. A place that he knew he had not been recognized as nothing but the Hero of Time.

Link stood just outside of Castle Town's south gate. It was two days following Zelda's coronation and the queen, having been the sole ruler of Hyrule for two years now, wouldn't be change anything except for now as the queen she wouldn't have to get the counsel's confirmation for her every move.

Sheik walked towards Link from behind, his crimson eyes taking in the sight of the object of his greatest affections. Sheik was leading the grey dapple mare that he had ridden to Ordon and discovered Link on his death bed. Shifting his weight, the young man stopped beside the Hero of Time, gazing grimly across Hyrule Field, his jaw set below his cowl. They were going to the Temple of Time.

In Zelda's opinion, if Link and Sheik went to the Temple of Time, it was where everything had began and had never happened, in may jog Link's memories. Sheik glanced at Link, asking if he was ready to go. Link nodded and took a horseshoe shaped instrument from one of his belt pouches. He raised it to his lips, lips Sheik was dying to kiss, and played a song exactly like the one he played ocarina. It was in that instant that the Sheikah wondered where Zelda's ocarina was, she had never gotten it back from Link, but why wasn't Link using it?

Sheik was about to ask, but the sound of Epona's neighing reached their ears and Link hurried to meet her. He greeted the chestnut mare, stoking her muzzle and neck. Link looked back at Sheik and nodded, it was time to go.

Link swung into Epona's saddle shifting his weight, telling her to move without having to use the reigns. Sheik on the other hand, being a less skilled rider and without the strange bond between horse and rider, he was dependent on the horse's reigns.

It was late afternoon by the time Link and Sheik rode into the Faron Woods; they had left mid morning and ridden without stop for hours. The day had once more been hot, but it was cool under the canopy of tree branches. Sunlight dappled the forest floor, allowing Link to breathe easier, but Sheik's training came into play and he found himself tense, scanning the forest with his ruby eyes.

Link led the way through the forest, guiding Epona with his legs. They came to the Forest Temple, the great tree towering above the forest. It was hear that Link dismounted and patted Epona's neck, sending her into the forest, likely back towards Ordon. But before he did anything more, after Sheik dismounted, he took the dapple grey's reigns to Epona's keeping the horses together before sending them away, Epona wound lead the dapple grey back Ordon where Ilia would take care of the, he knew.

The entrance to the Lost Woods was beyond a rock shelf that Link guided Sheik across; Link knew this route well for his journey with Midna. No words were spoken between the two, but they were both on their guard, the Lost Woods was a dangerous place. Though both of them knew this place, it was horribly easy to get lost.

Once in the Lost Woods Link and Sheik stood, the sound of a flute playing a ghostly eerie tune floated through the trees.

"Skull Kid," Link breathed, without even realizing he'd spoken, nor did he know where he knew that name from, like the tune coming from deep within the forest, it was eerily familiar. Out of nowhere, the form of a sickening looking child with a sunken face and a beak seemed to drop from the sky, playing a flute above their head, laughing a bone chilling laugh.

Sheik looked up, instinctively dropping into a crouch and drawing his needles, glaring up at the Skull Kid who continued to laugh its bone chilling laugh.

"What do you want?" Sheik demanded, but Link glared up at the Skull Kid, saying nothing before he drew his sword and took off into the forest at a good clip. Link was running through the trees turning sharply through the tunnels that Sheik had to swerve after him to keep up. It was then that the tune of the flute grew louder again and the Skull Kid dropped from above three of its puppets appearing and leering at the two warriors.

Sheik leapt back, throwing needles at the puppets while Link rand forwards, yelling with every swing of his sword. The scuffle was quick and not too challenging, but frustrating none the less for Link. It brought back painful memories of his journey through here when Zant had turned him into a wolf and the Master Sword was needed to reverse it.

This "game" with the Skull Kid was repeated several times before Link frustrated with the Skull Kid and ran directly for the Temple of Time, acting on his intuition and from the faint memories of the winding paths of the Lost Woods that the forest would twist and distort.

It was through Link's running, Sheik hot on his heels, that the setting sun turned the forest to a blood red before plunging the forest into near complete blackness. In the darkness, Link drew his lantern, its glow casting distorted shadows on the forest floor and tree trunks.

Link and Sheik came to a large clearing, two large tree stumps stood several feet apart, a tunnel stood on the same level as the higher of the two tree stumps. Link led the way towards the tree stumps, a feeling of something drawing him forwards called to Link. Sheik stopped, standing back, he tried to call Link back, this seemed all wrong, the way Link was walking forwards as if he was in a trance.

Link climbed onto the lower of the two tree stumps and turned to look at Sheik, a look that told Sheik to follow him. Sheik knew that this wasn't the way to the Temple of Time, but something told him to follow Link. Sheik jumped onto the tree stump and followed Link's steps to jump onto the second tree stump and then into the entrance of the tunnel.

Link ran forwards without hesitation. Sheik, however, followed more slowly, but picked up his pace to sprint after the Hero of Time. A cry came from Link up a head into tunnel and Sheik pelted into the complete darkness, and then there was nothing. The floor seemed to fall out from beneath his feet and then Sheik knew he was falling!

He didn't know how far he fell, but images flashed before his eyes before he crashed into the ground. Sheik pushed himself to his feet and looked around to find himself in a dark clearing at the bottom of a straight drop; Link was picking himself up as well, looking around with a strange look on his face. A look of recognition.

A large pond stood before them leading somewhere, but Sheik had no idea where and there was no way he could have been prepared for what came next.

A white fairy flew from the darkness and tinkled as it cried, "Link!"

The fairy Sheik knew in an instant was not Navi, but it new Link. Link had been here before.

The green clad hero shook his head as he stood up, wherever they were; Link knew he had been here before. Even if he didn't remember it.

Link and Sheik ended up having to swim across the pool of water, but ended up reaching land again and came to a large stone door that Link pushed open. On the other side of the door was what looked like to be an underground watermill, a stream ran through a stone sewer system, a staircase lead up another floor. Link and Sheik both drew their weapons, moving slowly up the staircase to the floor above them. Across the room stood two large wooden doors, carefully they pushed them open to discover that they were exiting a clock tower in the center of a town that Sheik could only have guessed was about the same size as Castle Town.

Clock Town, Termina.