"Wake up Daddy!" Madaline said. She pounced on Jon. "Daddy! Daddy!"

"Yes!?" Jon said.

"Mommy's making waffles! Hurry and come get some!" Madaline said.

"Well, you have to let me get up, honey," Jon said.

"Okay!"

Madaline ran back out of the room.

Jon got up and slipped on a t-shirt and some sweats. The house was filled with the sweet smell of breakfast. He went to check on Jasmine in her room. She was sound asleep in her crib. Jon gently rubbed her back. Jasmine smiled in her sleep but didn't wake.

"Daddy!"

Jon left Jasmine's room and went to join the rest of the family in the kitchen.

"Morning!" J.J. and Aiden said. They were stuffing their faces with food.

"Morning," Jon said.

"Hello there Dimpleface," Adriana said.

"Dimpleface?" J.J. asked.

"When your father was young, he would smile big and have huge dimples in his face. They haven't gone anywhere," Adriana said.

"Haha, very funny," Jon said.

"You have to work today?" Adriana asked.

"Yeah. Even though I don't want to go," Jon said.

"I know you want to make sure I'm alright. Don't worry everything will be fine," Adriana said.

"Are you sure?" Jon said. He was close enough to Adriana so that the children wouldn't hear.

"Yes, Jonathan."

"Alright."

Jon couldn't focus one minute on his work. His mind was racing so fast he thought his brain was going to implode. Something kept telling Jon to call Adriana so he picked up his cell and dialed Adriana's number. He became agitated after the fourth ring. After the final ring, the phone was finally picked up.

"Hi Daddy," Aiden said.

"Hey Aiden. Where's your mother?"

"She's climbing a tree. We're at the park!"

"Oh. That's good. Are you near her?"

"Sort of. She climbed a tree and she's sitting on the branch."

"Could you go and tell Mommy I want to talk to her?"

"Okay. How are you, Daddy? I miss you."

"I miss you too. I'll be home soon."

"Yay! Mommy, Daddy wants to talk to you. Mommy! MOMMY!"

"Aiden! Aiden!" Jon said.

"Daddy!" Aiden said.

"What is it Aiden!? What happened?" Jon said.

"Mommy...fell from the tree...she hit her head on the ground!"

Jon jumped up from his seat.

"I'm on my way now! Is she breathing?"

"I think so...please hurry, Daddy. I'm scared!"

"It'll be fine, Aiden. Where is your brother and your sisters?"

"J.J. and Maddy are here near Mommy. Jasmine is with grandma."

"Which grandma?"

"Your mommy."

"Okay. Um, you guys stay with your mother, you hear me? Daddy will be there shortly alright?"

"Hurry Daddy!"

"I'm coming right now!"

Jon sped to the park. He had called the paramedics as well. He sped into the parking lot of the park and got out. He saw the kids surrounding their mother by the tree. Jon ran to where they were.

"How's she doing?" he asked.

"Mommy hasn't moved," Maddy said. She was crying.

"Sssh, it'll be okay," Jon said.

Jon knelt down beside Adriana. She was laying face down. Blood was trickling from her head and was caked to her forehead. She had landed pretty hard on the ground.

"Adriana?" Jon said.

Her eyes remained shut and she remained still. Jon didn't want to start thinking the worst.

Paramedics finally came and took Adriana away on a stretcher.

Jon sat in the chair next to Adriana. He watched as she laid in the hospital bed peacefully. But the quietness was loud for him. It had been an entire two days since the incident wanted her to wake up soon. The kids were at the hospital with him earlier. They kept asking him when Adriana would wake up. It was a question he definitely didn't have the answer to. And quite frankly, he wasn't sure if he wanted the answer if it was negative.

Jon was allowed time off of work. He used this time to be by his wife's side.

He grabbed Adriana's hand and held onto it. She looked peaceful.

"Adriana, if you can hear me...I just want you to know that I want you to pull through. I can't live without you. The children definitely won't be able to live without you. Please wake up. Don't leave me. Dammit Adriana, don't you fucking leave me!"

Jon broke down crying.

"You can't leave me..."

Flashback:

1993:

Adriana was laying in bed. She was sick with the flu. Jon was laying right beside her. Mrs. Germanotta came in with some medicine.

"Jon, I know you want to be with Adriana, but I don't want you to get sick as well. You can go into my room and watch t.v. if you want," she said.

"I don't want to leave her Mommy," Jon said. "I don't want her to be lonely. And I promised her I'd always be with her. Can I stay with Adriana? Pretty please with a cherry on top?"

"Yeah. Let him stay," Adriana said.

Mrs. Germanotta just couldn't say no. Jon didn't like being apart from Adriana for too long.

"Okay, you can stay with her," she said.

"Yay!"

After Adriana took her medicine, Jon wanted to read her a story. Of course, he picked a Goosebumps book.

"Which one is that?" Adriana asked.

"The Curse of the Mummy's Tomb," Jon said.

"Cool...um, Jon?"

"Yes?"

"I feel like I'm going to throw up."

Jon tossed the book and gently pulled Adriana out of the bed. He hurried her to the bathroom where she puked her guts out. Jon grabbed some tissue and wiped her mouth for her. Adriana began to cry.

"Don't cry, my love. You don't feel well. Don't cry," Jon said.

Jon helped Adriana back to the room and laid her down.

"I'll always be here," Jon said. "I'm never leaving your side for the rest of the night."

Present:

Jon had fell asleep still holding Adriana's hand. He had carefully laid his head on the bed so he could rest it somewhere. The chair had gotten uncomfortable after a while.

Jon thought he was dreaming when he felt Adriana's hand move. He awoke and saw her hand moving.

"Adriana," he said, standing up.

Adriana slowly opened her eyes and looked around her.

"Adriana. Hey, how are you feeling?" Jon asked her.

Adriana's eyes fell on Jon. Jon noticed that Adriana was looking at him as if he was a complete stranger.

And a stranger he now became.

"Who...who are you?" Adriana asked.

This question stunned Jon.

"What do you mean who am I? It's me, Jonathan," Jon said.

Adriana shook her head. "I don't know you."

Jon's heart was shattering on the inside. It hit him that Adriana now had amnesia. The doctors warned him that she might remember anything.

"Yes you do. I'm your husband. Your childhood sweetheart," Jon said. "I'm your husband! Jonathan Good. You have four children: J.J., Aiden, Madaline, and Jasmine."

Adriana kept looking at Jon as if he was speaking in a foreign language to her.

"Your parents are Gwenyth and Bob," he continued. "You also have a brother named Max."

"I'm sorry. But I don't know who you are talking about," Adriana said.

Jon felt defeated. It was going to take some time to help Adriana get her memories back.

"What am I doing in here?" Adriana said.

"You were at the park with the kids. You climbed the tree at the park and fell off of the branch. You hit your head on the ground," Jon said.

"You keep saying I have children. Who are they?" Adriana said.

Jon took out his phone and found a picture he took of the children a few days ago all in their pajamas. He showed it to Adriana.

"They're beautiful," Adriana said.

"They're your kids. J.J., Aiden, Madaline, and Jasmine," Jon said, pointing to each child.

"No. They're not my kids. I don't even know who you are. Even though you are handsome though," Adriana said.

"I'm your husband," Jon said.

"You're not."

"I am your damn husband, Adriana!" Jon snapped.

Adriana sat up a little in the bed.

"Don't yell at me," she said.

"I'm not. I'm not," Jon said.

"Um...I want to leave," Adriana said.

Doctors had to convince Adriana that she indeed had an accident at the park and that Jon was her husband and wasn't lying. She didn't say anything to him though during the drive home. It was almost six o'clock in the morning. Jon barely got any sleep and was trying to get himself and Adriana home safely.

"This is where you live," Jon said, pulling into the driveway.

"Nice house," Adriana said.

She got out of the car. Jon sighed and turned off the engine and exited the car. He followed Adriana up on the porch. Jon stopped her for a second.

"Look, when we get inside, please don't make a big fuss. We sleep in the same bed together because we are married. So don't try to act like I'm doing anything to you," Jon said. He then unlocked the door.

Adriana stepped in.

"You sure I live here?" she asked.

"I'm positive."

"Where's the bathroom?"

"Down the hall, to your right."

"Thanks."

Jon watched as Adriana disappeared down the hallway. He then plopped on the couch.

This was going to be a long road ahead of him.

Author's Note: Damn. By the way, I hope everyone had a Happy Thanksgiving! :D