The first thing I saw was a white light, bright and shiny, almost like a path to heaven.

Wait, was I dead?

Wait, no, it was just the medical lamp in S.T.A.R. Labs beaming down on me. It was annoyingly bright, and I squinted against its harshness.

Why do lights have to be so bright?

I flopped my head back down on the pillow beneath me.

Pillows are so soft. They are just perfect for sleeping. Whoever thought of pillows was a genius.

Everything felt distant somehow. As if I was dreaming. It felt oddly good, but I was becoming bored. I sat up and the most beautiful woman I had ever seen rushed to my side. Her brown hair fell in luscious curls down to her shoulders, and her warm brown eyes emanated kindness and warmth.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," I told her.

Color blossomed her cheeks and she cleared her throat as she gently laid me back down, "How are you feeling, Julian?" Her rich, brown eyes looking straight into mine.

Wait, this woman knows me?!

That's when it clicked. The white brightness, the angelic woman…I was right the first time.

"I'm dead, aren't I?" I said to her.

"Why do you say that?" she was looking at the monitors around me, but there really wasn't any point since I was dead.

"Well, you're clearly an angel," I stated. I knew I was right. There was no way I could be feeling this good and seeing someone this beautiful without being dead.

She whirled around and sputtered for a moment, trying to find the right words. It was adorable. Warmth spread through my chest, and I felt an undying loyalty towards her.

"I love you," I told her.

"Julian," she addressed. "Do you remember me?"

What did she mean?

Then I paused, realizing I didn't remember much before I waking up. "I know you?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Julian. It's me, Caitlin."

"Caitlin," I said, trying to remember anything at this point. I couldn't. "Are we friends?"

She smiled softly.

Again, it was adorable.

"I'm your girlfriend," she said.

"What?! You're my girlfriend? Wow!"

She laughed, "Yes, Julian." She tucked the blankets around me. "You need to rest. You had surgery. Do you remember any of that?"

I shook my head.

"Well, everything went fine. You're on some medication right now. It's making you a bit loopy."

"Oh," I said. That explained everything. "That's why I feel like a butterfly."

She laughed again and took a seat in a chair next to my bed. "Try to sleep, okay? I'll be here the whole time."

"I love you, Caitlin."

"I love you too, Julian."

I smiled and stared at her until I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.

I dreamed of a beautiful angel with brown, curly hair, warm, caring eyes, and snow white wings. She was with me for all eternity, never leaving my side. And I never left hers. No matter what.

A/N: This is based off of Irrevocably's prompt, and a YouTube video about a guy waking up from surgery, still heavy on anesthesia, and unable to remember his wife. It's so cute.