A/N Here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

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'Oh my God, you're awake!' Ian said, trying very hard not to shout. The girl just stared at them with confused eyes.

'How are you feeling?' Anthony asked, concern evident in his voice.

'My head hurts.' She said, still looking confused. 'Where am I, what happened?'

'You don't remember?' Ian asked, worry starting to grow in his stomach. Remembering the orders of the doctor he mumbled, 'I better call the nurse…'

'Please, just tell me what happened!' The girl begged. She looked at them with desperate eyes. Ian felt his heart stung. She looked so helpless…

'You're in St Nicholas hospital. You were hit by a car after you saved me.' He said, gratitude once again flowing through him as he looked at the girl. He pressed the red button with which you call the nurse.

'Oh.' The girl just said. She thought for a moment. 'Do I know you from somewhere?'

'You could know us from Smosh…' Anthony offered.

'Of course, you're Ian and Anthony, right? I used to…' she trailed of, just as the nurse came walking in.

'You're awake! Good. How're you feeling?' The nurse asked, just like Anthony.

'Erm, my head hurts, and I can't, I can't remember anything about myself.' She said softly. Ian thought he was gonna puke.

'You can't remember anything? Anything at all?' He asked, shocked.

'Well, I know who you are. I know the thing that I'm lying on is called a bed, I know that World War II ended in 1945 but I don't know what I did yesterday, or any other day. The only thing I can remember about myself is my name.' She replied. Ian was speechless. How can she stay so calm about this? I'm freaking out over here and it's not me who's lost their memory! Oh my God! The doctor already said this could happen didn't he? Will she regain her memory? OH MY GOD!

All these thoughts were racing through Ian's head all at once. He didn't listen to the nurse when she said something and walked out of the room. He didn't hear anything. All he did was stare at the girl on the bed, who seemed so calm while she should be freaking out. Wait, her lips were moving. Maybe he should listen to what she was saying.

'You okay?' He looked up, a bewildered look in his eyes.

'Am I okay?! I should be asking you that! You've just lost your freaking memory! Your memory! Don't you know how important that is?' He shouted.

'Could you please talk a bit softer? Your screaming hurts my head.' Was the only thing she replied. This brought Ian back to reality. Why was he screaming? He should stay strong for his saviour, not freak out. He should care for the one who saved him, not cause her headaches.

'I'm sorry. It's just,' he hesitated, not knowing what to say. 'You've saved my life. You should be rewarded for it, not punished by losing your memory.'

'Well, freaking out over it isn't gonna help. I, personally, will do anything to get my memory back. Causing myself a headache by worrying about it isn't gonna help, I guess.' Ian was once again speechless. The doctor was right. She was more mature over this than he even was! And he was like what, ten years older than her?

'Right you are miss.' Well, speaking of the devil, here was the doctor. 'So, you're saying the only personal thing you remember about yourself is your name?'

'Yes.' the girl confirmed. 'Lyse. I don't remember my last name either, unfortunately. Do you have any idea about how this could've happened?'

Lyse, so that's her name, Ian thought. It suits her. But she doesn't remember her surname? That's bad, isn't it? How are we gonna find her family now? His thoughts were interrupted as the doctor started to speak again.

'Yes, I feared something like this would happen. You've probably damaged your hippocampus. I'm not gonna go into detail, but that could cause some serious memory loss, or amnesia as it's also called.' Lyse just nodded, like it was one of the most normal things she'd ever heard.

'Will my memory return?' She asked, unbelievably calm.

'You're long-term memory will probably return in time, but more recent memories will probably never come back. Nothing is certain though, as I already said to Mr Hecox over here, the mind is a very unpredictable thing.' Thank God, so her memory will likely return in time, Ian thought. She'll probably never remember how she saved me though. But, what's gonna happen to her in the time in which she doesn't remember anything? Will she just stay in the hospital for days, weeks, months? And what about her family? They must be worried sick!

'How long will she have to stay in the hospital, do you think?' Anthony asked, like he could read Ian's mind.

'I want to keep her here for at least a couple more days, to keep a close eye on her head wound. After that, child services will probably pick her up, and she'll probably stay in one of their locations or in a foster home until her family is found. She'll have to come back for check-ups though.' the doctor answered.

'Right.' Lysa said. 'I hope I'll come in a foster family though. Those child services locations are awful.'

'Why would you say that?' Ian asked, confused. Had she been in one of those before or something?

'I, I don't know. I just know it. Amnesia, remember?' She answered, quite down actually. Her eyelids started to drop and it was clear she was suppressing a huge yawn.

'You should go to sleep. You could use some rest. Right doctor?' Ian said, still thinking about her comment about the child services.

'Right you are!' The doctor replied. 'Lysa, you should indeed get some rest. Sleep's the best medicine there is.'

'I'm happy to agree.' Lysa said, this time really yawning.

'Mr Hecox, mr Padilla, we better leave her alone to rest.' The doctor motioned to follow him out of the door.

'Okay, bye Lyse! We'll be back!' Ian said, while walking out of the room, following Anthony. Lyse just tiredly nodded in response, and after casting one last glance at her tired features, Ian joined Anthony and the doctor in the white corridor outside of Lyse's room.

'So, I've gotta go. Got some other patients to take care of.' The doctor said cheerfully. 'I should advise you two to go home. You both look like you could need some sleep too. The visiting hours are from ten AM 'till five PM. I trust it you'll come to see Lyse soon?'

'Yup.' Anthony said. 'Don't think I could tear Ian away from her room even if I wanted to!'

Ian shot a poisenious look at Anthony, who didn't seem to be affected by it at all. 'Anyway, we'll see you later, probably.' Ian said to the young doctor.

'Yeah. Bye!' the doctor said, walking off. He must've been in a hurry, Ian thought.

'So, let's head home, shall we?' Anthony said. Ian nodded. Now that the doctor had said it, he indeed was very tired. Guess the stressful day was finally taking its toll. About time, now that he thought about it.

'Yeah, let's head home. I want my bed.' Ian tiredly responded. 'Will you drive?'

'Yeah sure.' Anthony responded after looking his friend over. Ian guessed he looked like hell, if you should believe the doctor. The ride home was driven in silence. Both friends were lost in thought, and/or too tired to talk. Once arriving at home, Ian slumped to his bedroom. Barely noticing what he was doing he changed clothes, and dove into bed. It had been a long day.

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So, hope you enjoyed the chapter! Also, I forgot to mention this at the previous chapters: I'm not a doctor. All the info about amnesia and stuff is from Wikipedia. Please tell me if I'm wrong, I might change it. Also, tell me what you thought of the chapter! Again, this is my first story, so I really need your input! And also a thank you to everyone who has reviewed so far. You don't know how happy youmake me . Peace off!