Chapter 26

Memory

"Shooting the Moon"- OK GO

Kyle (POV)

"Amanda," I spoke softly.

"Who…are you?" Her question killed me, but before I could say a word she asked another question, "Where's my Mom?"

"I'll go get her," I sighed, leaving the room.

She didn't remember me. This meant she didn't remember Brice. She didn't remember that we are engaged. It also meant that she didn't remember anything about my past. To her there was no Zzyzx, or Madacorp, or Latnok, or Adam Balin, or even Jessi.

Before I tracked down Carol I had one of the nurses page Dr. O'Shea.

"Carol," I called once I spotted her and David turning the corner.

"Kyle what's the matter?"

"She's awake." I watched as a smile spread across her lips. "Carol…she doesn't remember me."

"What do you mean she doesn't remember you, you're her fiancé." I could tell she was a little frustrated.

"The head injury from the accident caused a case of amnesia. She can remember some things, like you, but that's all I know," I explained.

"Can't we go see her?" Carol asked.

"You can go see her, but if she doesn't know who I am I don't think she'll remember you, David," I clarified.

"Alright, than I'm going to go see her," Carol declared and I could tell this was all a little overwhelming for her.

David and I hovered outside Amanda's room while Carol explained to Amanda that she was in a car accident. Carol didn't mention that Brice was in the car with Amanda, which was good. Shortly after Dr. O'Shea came. He asked me to join them in the room which I was kind of glad he did.

"Hello Amanda, I'm Dr. O'Shea, and this is my intern Dr. Trager," he said, gesturing to me.

Amanda kept her eyes on me the whole time Dr. O'Shea did his exam. I couldn't help but wonder if a part of her remembered me.

"Well, let's do another CT scan that will be able to tell us a little more. Amanda, what exactly is the last thing you remember?" he asked, closing her chart.

"I remember being at school then waking up here," she explained sneaking glances at me.

"Okay. Well, Dr. Trager will take you to get that CT." I nodded and grabbed the wheel chair from the corner of the room.

"Here," I mumbled helping her into the chair. I wanted nothing more than to be able to give her a reassuring hug and tell her everything would be okay. But I knew I couldn't.

As I wheeled her through the halls of the hospital she was a quiet.

But then she finally spoke. "Dr. Trager?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you related to Lori or Josh Trager?" At least she remembered them.

"Yes, they're my brother and sister."

"But I've lived next door to them since we were kids, why haven't I met you?" she questioned.

"Amanda, you know how Dr. O'Shea and your mother explained to you that because of the accident you don't remember some things?"

"That's why I don't remember you." She finished.

"Yeah." The tone in my voice almost gave away my sorrow.

"But I still don't understand how you're related to them," she said as I helped her onto the CT scanner.

"They adopted me when I was sixteen." I kept it simple because it was just easier that way.

I started the machine and stepped back into the control room. I looked over the scans, which had appeared on the monitors, they were clear which meant that her memory loss was only temporary. So for how long would she not remember me?

I sent the scans to be printed than went back into the room and turned off the machine.

"We're all done," I smiled and helped her off the table.

"So, if you were adopted by the Tragers does that mean we've met?" she asked on our way back to her room.

"Yes, we've met."

"Oh" was the last thing she said.

Once I had her safely back in her room I paged Dr. O'Shea then went to find Stephen and Nicole to update them.

Once she noticed my presents she quickly ended her phone conversation.

"That was Lori." She said putting her phone back into her purse. "She was about ready to buy a plain ticket and fly out here."

"She's not going to is she?" I asked sitting down in the chair next to her.

"No, no I figured the fewer people here the better." She assured.

"Oh, where's Dad?" I asked.

"Brice was getting fussy so he took him back to our house," she explained.

I yawned and leaned my head back on the wall.

"She's awake but she doesn't remember me," I almost whispered.

"Oh Kyle…"

"Her CT scan was clear so that means its only temporary but still…"

Nicole lovingly took my hand. "I remember when you didn't have your memory and you were so lost."

"That's because there was nothing to remember," I reminded her.

"That's true but at the time you didn't know that and it didn't make you any less frustrated."

"I know," I said rubbing my eyes.

"You should go home and get some sleep; you've been here all night," I told her.

"So have you," she retorted.

"I know. But I work here, I can crash on any bed I want," I chuckled.

"Are you sure you don't mind if I go home?" she asked.

"No. Go home. I'll be over once my shift is over."

"You're still working?"

"Yes, I'm still on-call," I explained standing up to give her a hug goodbye.

"Get some sleep," she ordered before leaving.

I decided to take Nicole's orders and go take a quick nap in one of the on-call rooms. Once I got there I was glad I was the only one who needed a nap at the moment. I took the bottom bunk of one of the beds and once I got comfortable I was out.

I wasn't able to sleep for too long before one of the nurses paged me. I dragged myself out of the bed and to the nurse's station.

"I was paged," I told Nurse Daniels.

"Yes. Dr. O'Shea wanted you to check the vitals on the patient in room 132." As soon as she said the numbers I knew it was Amanda's room.

I took the chart and glanced at my watch it was nearing eleven in the morning which meant I had gotten more sleep than I had thought.

"Hello, Amanda!" I smiled when I entered the room.

"Hello, Dr. Trager." She returned the smile.

I took my stethoscope from around my neck and placed it in my ears.

"I'm just going to check your vitals." I placed the medallion of the stethoscope on her chest and listen to her breathing. I never needed the stethoscope it was just more of a prop.

"Your breathing is clear," I confirmed.

I had placed her chart on the tray by her bed so I began recording all her vitals that appeared on the monitors. I still didn't understand why Dr. O'Shea was having me take Amanda's vitals since she was my fiancée. I guess he just figured that there wouldn't be a conflict of interest taking vitals.

"Ky- Dr. Trager, when will Amanda be able to go home?" Carol caught herself.

"She should be able to go home this afternoon. I think Dr. O'Shea just wanted to keep her here for a little while to monitor her," I clarified briefly looking up from my notes.

I continued charting but really I was just going over the notes Dr. O'Shea had made, since I had finished mine. The truth was it gave me an excuse to be in Amanda's room.

"Amanda, I'm just going to get some coffee. I'll be right back," Carol excused herself. I knew she was going to go talk to David though.

"My mom says you're important." Amanda said once Carol left.

I looked up from the chart a little perplexed.

"In my life, I mean," she enlightened me.

"Yeah, I guess you could say I am," I smiled.

I watched her play with her ring.

"I asked my mom about this ring and she told me to ask you," She seemed unsure of how to phrase her words.

"You want to know who gave it to you," I concluded.

"Yeah," she was looking me directly in the eye now.

"Amanda, I gave you that ring when you agreed to marry me." I knew she wouldn't remember but maybe it shed some light on some of her questions.

"So we're a big part of each others lives," she stated.

I chuckled, "Yes, we are."

"I just wish I could remember."

I moved to sit on the edge of her bed a little bit hesitant to. I took her hand and she didn't say anything.

"When you were sitting in my room when I woke up I couldn't remember who you were but…I knew we were some how…connected," she admitted.

"Amanda, I could tell you every story and everything we've been through...but the thing is you wouldn't be remembering it. I would just be telling you facts," I explained.

"Then just tell me the basics about us, like how old we were when we met." She was eager to know more.

"Well we were 16 when we met, and we were 17 when we started dating and I proposed about four months ago," I couldn't help but smile.

She asked a few more questions and I answered them as best as I could, but it was difficult not to tell her a memory we shared rather than giving her basic answers.

Later that afternoon she was discharged and went home with Carol. When my shift ended I went and picked up Brice then we went home to our apartment.

"Alright buddy once we're done with dinner you have to take a bath," I told him while pouring him a cup of milk.

"Daddy, where's mommy?" he asked.

I contemplated how to answer his question. "Bry, mommy's going to be staying with her mom for a while. She hasn't been feeling too well."

"Why can't she stay with us?"

"Well, Bry, you know how when you don't feel well you want to stay with mommy or daddy. It's the same for us sometimes: we just need our mommy's." I tried to explain as simple as I could without fully telling him what was going on.

"Oh," he said and I knew he wasn't happy about it.

Once we finished dinner I helped him with his bath then I read him a story and tucked him into bed.

"Goodnight buddy," I kissed his forehead. "I love you."

"Love you too," he mumbled before drifting off to sleep.

I went to mine and Amanda's room and sat on our bed. I picked up the picture frame from the night stand. I smiled when I saw it; it was one that had been taken of us at the Tager house when we had announced that we were engaged at one of the family gatherings. Amanda was sitting between my legs and I had my arms around her and I was resting my chin on her shoulder both of us shared the same grin.

I set the picture frame back down then stretched out on my side of the bed. I didn't mean to fall asleep but the minute my head hit the pillow I was out. I didn't even have a chance to change out of my scrubs.

AN: Alright everyone I hope this answers a few more questions (I know not many). I haven't had too much time to right (or even post for that matter). I have no idea when I'll be able to post the next chapter but I hope you all enjoyed reading this one.

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