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"W-What?" Link suddenly froze.

"Zelda, he is the Hero of Time. He was the one who saved you not long ago; Link." Impa reminded her. She doesn't remember me? We're…we're so close! How could she forget me? She's my everything…how could she possibly forget? Link thought.

"Oh, my apologies, brave soldier." She curtsied at him, but Link didn't change his look of confusion.

"Zel, there's no need-" He started.

"Nonsense, knight. I owe my debt of gratitude towards you. Thank you for saving me." Zelda interrupted.

"You've already said thank you a million times. You don't owe me anything." He said, feeling upset. She really has no clue what's going on, does she? "Zelda, we're friends. You're my best friend!"

"Link, I told you she was different. Perhaps I didn't warn you well enough that she has lost her memory. She doesn't know anything, but what I've told her, about her past. When I saved her, I couldn't save how she thought or what she remembered. That's why she grew with Wisdom, and smarts. The Triforce gave her a new way of thinking, and reacting. I'm sorry, Link, but if you would like her to remember everything, you'll have to do it yourself. No one knew her like you did." Impa tried to inform him, but he couldn't feel anything but disappointment. He nodded.

"Hero, or was it…Link? I think you should look at your…chest. It's bleeding, a lot. Impa, do you have anything for that?" Zelda was concerned, as always. Link noticed he actually was bleeding, from when he slid to catch Zelda. How could he have not noticed until now?

"Of course. Come with me, you two." They followed her into the back room, where there were a lot of different potions and bandages now. "Zelda, would you like to assist Link with his wound?" Zelda nodded, and Link glanced at Impa. She smiled, and walked quietly out of the room, with her hands on her back.

"You could get an infection, from this." Zelda told him, as she took out some sort of cotton, and poured a liquid on it. "This is going to sting." She dabbed his chest carefully, as he flinched. "It's okay, I'm almost done." She threw out the cotton, and pulled out a bandage. He watched her as she carefully, she wrapped it around. "See, now it's all better." She looked up at him again, right into his eyes. She switched between each eye, with her mouth slightly open. He has beautiful eyes…they're soo…blue. She shook her head a little, and looked away, pretending to fix his bandages. "Uh, yes…it's done. We must return to Impa. I just…I saw your wound and…I felt like I needed to help." Link smiled at that; she's the same girl. The same girl I grew up, and…fell in love with. He suddenly remembered the dance they had, and the kiss they almost shared. We almost…kissed?! We…almost did. And she doesn't…she doesn't remember any of it. Zelda had started talking again, and he gave his attention back to her. "She was talking to you…about something…my memory." She stood up, and walked flimsily to the main hall, as Link followed. "Sorry for interrupting, Impa. Do go on."

"No, Zelda, it's okay. So, Link, I think the best way to heal her is replay moments, or to show her things from her past. Do you have anything that could help?"

Link thought for a moment, and grinned. "Yes, I think I do… Thank you for everything, Impa. C'mon, Zelda. Let's get started." He stuck out his hand, and at first, she resisted. She stared at his hand, and back at him, knowing she should trust him, but scared to. She reached for it with one finger, touching his palm. His hand is so warm, and…smooth. Zelda thought, and she finally placed her whole hand on top his. He pulled her out of the Temple, and ran into the Sages.

"Zelda! You're safe! You don't know how glad I am!" Her father went to hug her, but she did not move in his grasp.

"Who is this, Her- …er…Link?"

"What? How do-" Her father started.

"Zelda, that's your father. He is also the headmaster of the school we used to go to." Link reminded her. "Sorry, sir, she isn't…herself today. Last night, Zelda- she…Ghirahim took her soul away, and she…died. When Impa saved her, she couldn't save her memory. I'll fix it, don't worry."

"Oh…she… I can't believe that she…I'm sorry, Zelda. For not being there. Link, take care of her. Thank you for everything. You two go ahead, I have some business to do here." He said with guilt.

"It's okay, sir. You don't have to worry about anything. Your daughter will be healed in no time." Link reassured him.

He called for his Loftwing, and as usual, it landed carefully on the ground. He offered to help Zelda climb up, holding his arms out. She accepted, and he pushed her up, then climbed in front.

"You're going to love this." Link told her, and he lightly tapped the bird's side. The bird flew up at a steep angle, and Zelda grabbed Link's waist. She screamed, but Link could tell she enjoyed it. The wind roared at their faces, and over it, he could hear her giggling. He smiled, as he flew around in a circle, prolonging the moment. The sky was blue again, and Link realized it was morning now. He probably should've taken her home, but he didn't want to end it so soon, when he knew she was happy now. She gripped his torn tuxedo, holding on tight. She closed her eyes, feeling the wind whistle through her hair, as she thought to herself. He was right…this is great! This feeling! Ah! I love this feeling! It's so free, and…fun! This hero … I can sense that he's kind. I think he knows me…Well, as of now…he knows me better than I know myself.

I know she doesn't remember much, but I promise that if anything, she will remember who we were. She will remember the people, and the town. She will remember her father, and the creatures of the surface. She will remember our childhood, and our adventures. She will remember the last dance, and the kiss we almost had.