Eric POV

All I could see was black. I couldn't feel my body. I didn't know who I was. There were two questions what I kept asking myself: Am I dead? And if I'm not who am I? Just that two. Not even why I couldn't feel anything. Try to remember who you are. 'I am-'. I didn't know. Well, at least I wasn't dead because I could think. And when you're dead you can't think, right? Try to remember who you are, Eric. Wait! That was it! It was Eric! My first name was Eric! Then what's you're second name? Maybe something with J. Jones maybe. Eric Jones. No, that wasn't him. But I knew that I know that back name from somebody. First my back name. B. Something with B. That letter just kept coming back. So it had to be that one, right? Blye? Eric Blye. No, that wasn't him neither. But that back name I knew from something too. Beale? Yeah, it was Beale! So I am Eric Beale. It's not the full name. I kept trying to remember my initials. E.B.B.e. That were my initials. Where was that little e for? Esquire. It was for Esquire. So up to now it was Eric B. Beale Esquire. But where was the other B for? I didn't know. Okay, then we slide that to the other side. I will figure that out. Later, not now. I knew almost my full name.

Now I wanted to know of who that Jones was. It sounded like a girls back name. A girl. Where did I know a girl from who's back name was Jones? Maybe something with K. Kensi Jones? No that wasn't the name. Kensi Blye! That was the other name. A woman from work. A colleague of me and the Jones girl. I'm a colleague of the Jones girl! That's where I know her from. I was her partner. But what was her first name? I remembered a nickname for her. Rockstar. But that couldn't be her first name. After long time of thinking I finally remembered. Nell! It was Nell Jones! My partner was Nell Jones! A voice in my head said that it was more then just partners. We were best friends. And I had feelings for her. I was in love with her. Memory's kept coming back. She kissed me once under the missletoe. Jesus, I wished I had kissed her back instead of asking what she was doing. It was because I couldn't feel anything or I slapped myself again for being so stupid.

After a few minutes or hours, I didn't know how long it was. But after a few minutes I had a bunch of memory's. I worked by NCIS in Los Angeles. I was Technical Operater. I worked with Nell in OPS. I thought OPS was a room with computers inside of it but I wasn't so sure. Nell was Intelligence Analyst. Kensi was a field agent. Callen was the team leader and also a field agent just like Sam and Kensi. Granger was the assitent director and Hetty the operations manager.

So I knew my colleagues. Now my friends and family. And my full name. The second B stood for Bartholomew. Wait! What? How could I knew that? I didn't know but I heard voices. It was like there was a wall between me and the voices. I concentrated on them but couldn't hear them clear. The only thing I could get of it was that they were talking about me. A woman's voice became finally clear. "Eric, it's me Katherin. You're in a coma" the voice said. Katherin, Katherin, Katherin. Where did I know that name from? "And need to wake up fast or you die" she whispered.

Now I knew it. Katherin was my sister. Okay so I knew I had a sister. Probably a mother and father too and I thought also 2 brothers. Oh wait, my father was dead. I shot him by myself. And my mother didn't want to talk to me. Oh and my brother hates me. The other one not. The hater was Thomas I remembered. The not-hater was Jay.

So I was in a coma. And wanted to wake up. But I couldn't. I didn't know which day it was or how late it was. Didn't even know what year. Of it was day or night. How was I ever gonna wake up?