Suddenly she realized that whoever that was down there, they must be searching for her. She cried out as loud as she could, but it was too soft and muffled through her gag. Hoof steps could be heard down stairs, and a door being opened. She threw her head backward against the headboard in desperation again and again. If somepony was looking for her, she must be lost, and she had to be found.
Something landed very heavily just to her left.

She stopped hitting her head against the back of the bed and looked up. Standing over her was a large dark brown Pegasus, with green jade colored eyes and a red orange mane. His eyes were filled with tears, as he stared down at her, his expression unreadable, a mixture of pain and happiness and horror.

He tore off her bindings and ungagged her. Gathering her up in his forelegs, he took off and flew down the stairs.
"It's okay Ditzy Doo, everything's fine now, you're safe. I'm going to take you home now." As they flew downstairs, she could see that the place had been wrecked. Chairs and boxes were thrown everywhere; there was an overturned table in one of the side rooms. The door to every room had been torn off its hinges. Just before they got to the door, she noticed a very large dent in the wall and a few fresh bloodstains. Looking down there was the grey unicorn lying on the ground unconscious; a pool of blood forming beneath his head.

Realizing the danger had passed, she relaxed into the strong arms of the Pegasus carrying her, and passed out. She heard several voices through the void, in varying tones. Some seemed shocked or concerned, others angry or upset, some just curious. She didn't know how much time passed as she heard all sorts of hoof beats, opening and closing doors, hurried conversation, loud beeps and whirs; a medley of sounds assaulted her ears as she slept.

"Is she alright?" can I see her?" he asked, trying to get around the white nurse pony who was blocking his way.
"She won't wake up for another few hours at least, we've got her on narcotics so she can rest. You can see her when she wakes up."
"Just tell me how she is please; I need to know my little angel is okay." He pleaded, tears streaming from his eyes. The nurse pony gave a sigh before continuing.
"There was extensive bruising across most of her body, and she suffered several wing bone fractures in both of her wings. She also sustained multiple head injuries. It's going to take a while to heal from all that and she'll have to stay in bed for a few weeks at least, perhaps even a couple of months." He put his hooves on his head and sat down on the bench beside him. Weeks? Months? His poor little angel, broken.
"When can I see her?" he asked looking up at the nurse, who gave him a sympathetic look.
"You can wait here if you like, but it's going to be a few hours at least, and we still have a few tests to run."
"I'll wait" he responded flatly, sighing "I can't leave her now"

He sat on the bench for what felt like forever. He could hear the sounds of busy hospital ponies faintly behind the double doors at the end of the hallway. Nothing mattered now, he couldn't leave her; he had to make sure she was safe. (insert short dream sequence if possible)
"sir?" he jolted awake; the same white nurse pony from earlier was standing in front of him. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat up.
"Sir, you can see her now."

She led him down the hallway, making a few turns here and there. Eventually they came to a wooden door and she turned around and stopped him.
"She hasn't woken up yet, we've only just taken her off the anesthetic." He nodded and went to move around her when she stopped him again.

"Sir you should know, the injuries she received to her head caused extensive damage, the muscles controlling her left eye were almost completely torn, she'll have difficulty moving it and may struggle with depth perception. She also sustained massive blunt force trauma, we've had a unicorn look her over, but it's difficult to tell anything at this point." She exhaled slightly before continuing. "Sir, she may not remember you. We found drugs in her system that have affected her memory, apparently whoever did this to her didn't want her to remember him. She may not even remember the incident at all."

His heart stopped cold at those words. She wouldn't… remember him?
"How bad-" he started, struggling to summon up any words at all. His throat knotted up and his breathing became heavy and labored.
"How bad is it?" he asked "her memory loss, how bad is it? How much will she be able to remember?" the nurse gave a sympathetic grin.
"It's impossible to say at this point in time, her injuries were pretty severe. It's possible she'll make a full recovery once the drugs are out of her system, but for now we can only hope."

At long last she opened the door and allowed him to enter. He walked in slowly afraid to see her in this state, but he had to; she was his angel, he had to be there for her. She was sleeping soundly on the bed; the white hospital sheets covered most of her small body. Her head was bandaged to the point where he could only see parts of her face. He sat down on the chair in the corner of the room and stared across at his precious angel on the bed. She had to be okay, she had to.

When she finally awoke, she found that she was no longer in the care of the one who had rescued her. She was once again in a bed, and once again she was bound up. Opening her eyes, she looked around, her mind racing. She was lying on a completely white bed, covered in white sheets and the room had all white walls and a white ceiling. The only color came from the wooden door on the opposite wall. She wanted to jump off the bed but found that she was too fatigued to do so. Her head was wrapped in bandages, as were her wings, and her upper chest. There was a thin tube running from her right foreleg to a bag of liquid that hung from a pole next to her bed. A metal box just to the other side of the pole emitted a short beep every second in a rhythmic fashion.

The door opened and a white earth pony wearing a white coat entered. She had a Red Cross symbol on her flank and wore a small white cap on her head. the earth pony walked over to the little beeping box on the right side of the bed and examined it, then looked up at the bag hanging from the pole.
"Ww" she struggled to speak; her throat was very dry. The earth pony looked down suddenly, upon hearing the noise.
"Oh, well look who's awake" the earth pony said, eyes wide and smiling.
"W-where am I? She asked, barely able to hear her own voice.
"You're in the hospital dear; we're taking care of you." The white pony replied
"oh, well that's good" she said, slowly.
"Well we can take this out now" the earth pony said, pulling the tube that ran from the bag of liquid out of her foreleg. "Would you like something to drink, perhaps some juice?"
"Yes please, my throat is kinda dry" she replied

The white pony left the room and closed the door. So she was in a hospital; she'd never been in a hospital before. Why was she in the hospital? What had happened to her? She found that she was too tired to think very much and simply relaxed and went to sleep. Several minutes later the same white pony from earlier returned and handed her a juice box with the straw already inserted
"well here's your juice, and we've contacted your legal guardian, and he's on his way to come see you"
"Who?" She asked. She had no idea who or what the pony standing over her was talking about.
"Oh you must just be tired, get some rest, he'll be here soon." the earth pony left again and closed the door.

That was weird; she didn't know anypony. Who was that pony talking about? She took a sip of her juice. It tasted so sweet, just like cherries, and it felt so cool and refreshing as it ran down her throat, soothing the dry soreness she'd felt earlier. Before long, the door opened again and a rather large Pegasus filed in behind the white earth pony. When he saw her, his breath cut short. He stared at her like she was some long lost treasure he'd been searching for his entire life, and now he'd found her. A few tears escaped his eyes as he stood there gleaming.

"Oh Ditzy Doo thank Celestia you're alright!" He ran over to her and leaned in to try to hug her. She pulled away from his embrace.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" she asked, eyeing him suspiciously. His facial expression stiffened, as if he'd just been hit across the face.
"I... It's me Alphonse. Alphie?" he said, looking at her hopefully. She shook her head.
"Doesn't ring a bell sorry" He suddenly looked as if he'd just been stabbed in the chest.
"From the post office. I've raised you your whole life. You help me deliver mail to Ponyville." She stared at him blankly.
"No I'm sorry, you must have me confused with someone else."
"Don't... don't you remember me, Ditzy Doo?" he asked. A very worried expression hung on his face.
"Who?"

A river of tears began pouring down his face.
"No, no no no NO! You've got to remember! You've got to be alright you've just got to!" he grabbed her by her shoulders and began shaking her lightly.
"Come on please remember! You're Ditzy Doo; you're the closest thing I've ever had to a daughter. I've raised you since you were a little filly, come one please just remember me." The pony behind him put her hooves around his chest and pulled him away.

"I'm sorry sir, but for the safety of the patient I'm going to have to ask you to leave now."
"No please don't take me away from her! She just needs to remember me, please!" He stared at her as he pulled against the earth pony, tears dripping from his chin.
"Please, you've just got to remember." he pleaded, softly this time. She gazed back at him, wanting to ease his pain, but finding no recollection of anything he was trying to tell her.
"I'm sorry" she said.

He appeared once again to have just been stabbed, but was able to keep his composure this time. The white earth pony led him out the door. He looked back at her longingly one time, before allowing the door to close behind him. She could hear loud sobs of anguish coming from the hallway. Just who was that big Pegasus? And why for all her efforts could she not remember who he was?

(She doesn't remember anything or anyone. She has no idea what her name is. Somehow have her think it's Derpy Hooves. She's been in the hospital for two months now, and she's pregnant)