Sorry for the long wait guys. But seriously thank you to all of you who review. It's seriously awesome! Keeps me motivated. I had a crazy week so it was kinda hard to update, but here you go :)

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Beck had finally convinced his parents that they didn't have to stick around the hospital 24/7. He had been there just about two weeks, and he could tell that it was taking a toll on them, even after losing his memory. He sat on top of the covers on his hospital bed, poking a fork into the mashed potatoes that came with something he thought was meatloaf and sliced carrots.

"That looks disgusting." A voice called as someone entered the room. He looked up with a smile, knowing who it was. The sound of metal hitting metal rung in the air as she placed a lanyard full of keys on a table.

"I don't think the food appreciates that." He said, still pushing it around.

"Oh, so it's good?" There was a bit of a bite in her voice.

"Delicious." Beck commented, sarcasm evident in his voice. "Want some?" He stuck out his fork towards her, as she was now sitting in a nearby chair.

"No." She tried to pull herself away, but he was persistent.

"Come on, it's not that bad." He laughed now.

Jade tried not to laugh, knowing it would only encourage him, but as she went to speak, a laugh erupted from her mouth. "Beck, don't!" She pushed his hand away, finally able to sit normally when he gave in and set the fork back on the tray. Something caught Jade's eye on the other table beside his bed.

"Is that your old phone?" Jade asked, realizing afterwards that he wouldn't really know.

"Yeah. My mom brought it in today. She said they found it in the wreckage."

Beck watched Jade's face change and she spoke a bit franticly.

"It's probably too damaged to work anyways. I mean..it's probably all scratched and..and you're better off just getting a new phone." Her words came out quickly.

"It doesn't look too bad." Beck said, slightly confused at her change it mood.

"Oh, well, let me see it." She was still talking rapidly and her hand shot out to grab the phone which he moved out of her reach a few inches. "Come on Beck, let me see it." She was becoming impatient and he was still confused.

"Why?"

"Just let me see it." She was still reaching, the bed making it a little difficult.

"No." He spoke defiantly.

Jade sat back, slightly amused and irritated. "No?" Her one eyebrow rose.

"What if there's something on here that helps me remember?" Jade knew she couldn't fight with that, but she still didn't want him to turn on that phone. After a minute of thinking of other ways to get his phone, she gave up and sighed in defeat.

"Whatever." She tried to seem unfazed.

"What's your deal?" Beck asked, getting annoyed with her mysterious mood swings.

"Nothing." Jade snapped. "Just promise me you won't listen to or open any new messages."

"But what if they can hel-"

She sighed again, this time frustrated. "Beck, just promise me. Please." Okay, now she was getting desperate.

He tried to read her face, but she had said the last couple of words looking at the ground and had yet to lift her head up. Beck assumed that begging wasn't something she took pride in doing or did very often. "I won't look at or listen to any new messages. Promise." Silence filled the room for a moment before Jade stood up.

Beck thought he heard her huff a "whatever" under her breath before exiting the room. Even though she did this often, he still got worried every time. He watched the clock and as five minutes passed, and then ten, and then fifteen, he began to get a little more worried. It usually took between five and ten minutes tops. Before he had time to worry any further, someone came stomping into his room.

"I just waited in line for coffee for fifteen minutes to be told that the machine was broken!" Beck felt as if he could see the steam radiating off of Jade as she exhaled angrily, her nostrils flared.

"I was wondering what took you so long." Beck said, coming to the realization that she wasn't really angry with him or anything.

"What took so long is those idiots who tried to fix the coffee maker and made it worse. Now I have to go get my coffee somewhere else." She let out yet another sigh and put a hand on her hip. "Hand me my phone and keys." She watched as he grabbed them off the table and reached his arm out to her. As she grabbed them, she couldn't help but make a mental note of the feeling of her hand around his, a feeling she missed more than words could describe. As she turned on her heel to leave, she shouted something over her shoulder. Beck barely caught it. "Turn your phone on. And keep the promise." He did as he was told, slightly curious. Once she left, he put the television on, knowing it would take her awhile to get coffee.

About thirty minutes after Jade left, Beck's phone began to buzz, startling him. He picked it up and looked at the screen. A name and a picture popped up. Jade. He touched the screen of his PearPhone, telling it he wanted to answer the call.

"Hello?" He asked hesitantly. Why was she calling him? Had she decided to go home?

"Do you want a hamburger?"

"What?"

"I didn't stutter." She answered, clearly irritated.

"Well, sure. But am I allowed?"

"Does it matter? It's probably better for you than what they're feeding you there."

"True." He agreed.

"Bye." Before he could speak, Jade hung up.

The lovely, and slightly comforting sound of boots coming down the hallway told him she was back. He laughed at the large cup of coffee she held and she raised an eyebrow as she set a greasy bag on the table.

"What?" She snapped.

"That's a lot of coffee."

"Yeah, well I love coffee. Stop looking at me like that."

Beck just laughed and reached to grab the bag of food. He hadn't really realized how hungry he was until now, and even though he didn't remember much, he knew what a hamburger was and it sounded pretty good at the moment. He bit into it hungrily and felt something run down his chin. Before he could wipe it off, he heard someone laughing from the chair beside him. As he looked up, he saw Jade laughing at him from the rim of her coffee cup. He watched as her lips spread out over her teeth, revealing a smile. Snapping out of his little daze, he whipped his hand up to his face, wiping what turned out to be ketchup on the back of his hand, which he then wiped on a napkin.

"Okay." Jade began. "I really want to figure all of this out. Like how much you remember and where your memory stops." She paused to sip her coffee and take a fry from the medium container she bought to share with Beck. "What's the earliest memory you have?"

Beck paused for a minute, racking his brain. It was as if he had to travel through time. He strained a bit, but eventually found an answer. "I think I'm five? And I'm outside my house in Canada. I just fell off of my bicycle because I begged my dad to take the training wheels off."

"Can you think of any other memories around that time?" Jade pressed on.

"Yeah, a few." Beck took another bite of his burger.

"Okay. Well, what's your latest memory? The last thing you remember before the crash."

Another pause ensued. This one was longer than the first. This subject was harder, and honestly a bit frustrating. He really wanted to remember, but he couldn't. "I remember being ten seven years old and being in the first grade. It was show and tell day, and I brought in my pet bunny Whiskers. And my teacher got mad because Whiskers pooped on her desk." Both of them laughed at this.

"Do you live in America yet?" Jade knew the answer to this, but she wants him to tell her.

"I think so." He answered, trying really hard to get a clear memory, but it was as if what he was looking for was blurry and he couldn't quite get it into focus. "I'm not sure though. But I think so." By now, he had finished his burger and looked exhausted.

"One more question." Jade insisted.

"Jade, I don't think I can-"

"It's not very difficult."

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