When Erin Ulmer finally had the courage to walk back into Ian's room, it was to her surprise he was quite awake. She stared at her as she walked in, and soon smiled.
"Well, if it isn't the pretty little lady that's always here."
"Ian…" she whispered smiling back. She walked to his bed and grabbed his hand.
"Why are you always here Miss…..Ulmer?"
"Erin." She replied immediately.
"Alright then….Miss Erin….why are you always gushing over me? I don't seem to recall you much…sorry."
"Ian…I know it might be hard for you to believe but umm….we've…we've ugh….we've been together…we…are together….your my boyfriend ….we love each other. You're saying I gush over you!? You gush over me...or, at least, did….before the accident. Your father hit you...bad…and you hit your head…do you remember this?"
"No…well…we…wh…wait…..I do a little…I, I remember you…you yelling my name…..I remember you were there before the accident too…but my father, what? What do you mean he hit me? My father's never been abusive….it's my mom."
"No Ian…that's my mom…your father's hit me too…remember Ian please…think hard...remember me, us."
"I'm trying hard but...Miss Ulmer…..why, I am wondering, would you always be here if my father hit you? Why would you still be hanging around me?"
"Because I love you….i always have Zip i.."
"Zip!? No wait!...i remember that…Pip…I remember you."