This is it... Final chapter... I hope your will enjoy it...

Chapter 15

Meeting half way.

From afar, I heard a voice. I couldn't say to whom it belong, but, deep down, I had the conviction that I knew this voice...

''EJ, please, wake-up! I am afraid what your mom will do to us if you don't wake up now!'' whispered a boy's voice near my ear.

Slowly, I started moving; I didn't want the boy to suffer any punishment. I woke up with a big headache. When I opened my eyes, I looked in the direction of the voice I had just heard. I saw a boy sitting on my bed. He had dark blue hair and worried eyes of the same color, but a bit clearer. I didn't remember him, but he seemed familiar.

''She's awake, she's awake!'' said another boy voice. Slowly, I turned my head to see him. This one had orange spiked hair and big brown eyes. He seemed familiar too.

Suddenly, a bunch of people were surrounding me; a man with black hair, a woman with blue hair, another man with pink hair who was holding hand with a blond woman; they all seems worried. Were they all here for me?

Each of them looked familiar, but two faces more than the others: a man with blue hair with a red tattoo on his face and a woman with long scarlet hair who was holding a child into her arms. The child stretched his arms to me. This little boy looked like the man and the woman who were standing next to me; he must be their son.

The woman with scarlet hair gave the child to the man who was standing by her side. Then, she sat on the bed. The two boys who had sat there previously gave her their place. However, they both remained in the room, not too far of me, still watching me closely. The man came to stand next to the woman with the little boy who was really cute.

''What were you thinking?'' The woman with scarlet hair asked me, firmly.

Yes, what was I thinking? I didn't know! I couldn't remember... I couldn't remember anything! Why was I in a hospital bed? Who were the people surrounding me? And, most importantly, who was I?

Seeing I was looking at her without answering her question, she must have known that something was wrong because she stood up promptly and left the room.

Then, the man took her place next to me. He looked pretty worried. As he sat next to me, I carefully looked at his face. His greenish brown eyes and his red tattoo; he really seemed familiar to me... Suddenly, his little boy quit his arms and came into mine. He seemed happy to see me.

''Jaymi, your sister needs to rest! Come here little man.'' said the man taking back his son into his arms.

If Jaymi was my brother, that meant that the man with the blue hair was my father and the woman with scarlet hair was my mother; that would certainly explain why they seemed so worried...

I took another look at Jaymi. The boy was two or three years old. He had short purple hair and green eyes, lighter than his father. Looking at my little brother made me wonder what I looked like.

Then, I saw a big mirror in the corner of the room. My mind set on going in front of it, I took off the sheet that was covering me.

''Emma, you shouldn't get out of bed. You are not strong enough yet!'' my father said softly, without an ounce of anger in his deep voice. I had the impression that he knew I would not listen to him. Maybe I was a disobedient child and he was used to it...

So, Emma was my name... That name sounded really familiar to my ears, as if I had heard it not so long ago...

Ignoring my father's warning, I got out of the bed. I tried to stand up, but I fell. However, the two boys who were next to me earlier caught me before I hit the ground..

''This time, we've caught you!'' said the shorter of the two, the one with orange hair, smiling at me widely.

I could only smile back at him. Even if I didn't know their names, I had the feeling I knew them well.

''Where do you want to go?'' asked me the dark blue haired boys who was a bit smaller than me.

''The mirror; I want to see me.'' I answered to him quickly.

Without even asking me why, they helped me getting there.

In front of the mirror, I looked at me. I was eight years old, maybe nine. I had scarlet hair attached in a thick braid that was hanging on the left of my face. I had a willed face and my eyes were greenish brown like my father's. Then, my attention was captured by a sigh, full of aggressiveness.

''Emma Jean Fernandez, What are you doing out of bed?'' A feminine voice asked me, furiously.

Then, she turned her attention toward the boys who were helping me to stand.

''Sunny Fullbuster and Phen Dragnir, if you don't bring her back into bed at this very instant; I'll make sure you won't be able to sit for a week...'' she addressed to them with an extreme authority.

Her angry eyes followed me as the boys dragged me, really quickly, back in bed. She even looked at my father with a bit of anger in her eyes. I saw him smile lightly what seemed to make her face relaxed a bit. Slowly, she approached me and she helped me to sit on the bed.

Seconds later, a little old man and an elderly woman entered the room. The woman, clearly a doctor, seemed focused on the task at hand. She came straight to me. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she opened the back of my hospital gown and checked my vital signs. I didn't know why, but I felt a déjà vu at this moment...

Few minutes after, she quickly closed back my gown. Then, she looked into my eyes, she checked my neck and my head.

''She will be okay! She took a pretty bad hit, but, physically, she'll be fine.'' said the elderly woman to my parents who seemed really relieved; I saw and heard them sigh loudly. Then, the elderly woman smiled at me before leaving the room.

At this moment, my mother gave another killer look at the two boys and at me. I had the impression I was kind of a turbulent and reckless kid.

At this moment, the little old man walked toward me and he climbed onto the bed. Promptly, he approached me. Without asking for my permission, he put his hands around my head; one in my forehead and one in the back of my head. We stayed in that position for few minutes, under numerous curious eyes. Then, he let go of my head and he jumped out of the bed.

''I am happy to see you're back among us, Emma Jean.'' He said smiling at me widely. Then, he shortly looked at my parents.

''Erza, Jellal'' said the old man, looking at my parents.

Erza and Jellal: those names sounded familiar; they were my parent's names.

Then, the old man's gaze came back to me.

''But, I am afraid your memory is lost! For how long; who knows. That was your price to pay. However, you now have time to create yourself a new one...'' he said cryptically, as he winked at me.

We all looked at him a bit puzzled, but he seemed more than happy as he walked toward the doors, humming.

''Sunny, Phen, Juvia, Gray, Natsu and Lucy, come with me! Let's share the good news; I am sure the big Fairy Tail family is worried sick by now.'' He said, almost singing before leaving.

Before they all left, everyone came to say goodbye, but, to me, it was more like a Hello. All their faces seemed familiar; like a big, loving and caring family. But, I had a family of my own and they stayed next to me as they others left.

Once alone, my mother jumped into my arms and she held me tight.

''We thought we had lost you. Seeing you, my dear daughter, lying on the ground, inert, we thought the worse had happened...'' she said as she wiped tears from her eyes.

Seeing her stepping back, my father gave her Jaymi and he came to hug me.

''You've been asleep for a long time; it seemed like forever to us! We were scared that you would never wake up.'' He added as he let go of me, reluctantly.

Then, my mother laid Jaymi onto the bed and the boy walked toward me. He threw himself into my arms.

''Ma'' he said, giggling.

As my brother were lying into my arms, my parents came to sit on each side of me, on the bed.

''You need to rest!'' said my mother as she took Jaymi out of my arms. The boy easily clung to her loving embrace. Then, my father came near me and he adjusted the covers around me.

Both of my parents came to kiss my forehead. They stayed there, looking at me, eyes full of love.

A part of me remembered their eyes, their love.

Now, I knew my name and I knew theirs. I knew something strong was binding us together; they were my family. I wanted to remember them. I wanted to get to know them, once more, more than anything...

Fortunately, I have plenty of time to achieve it...

The end...

Thank you to everyone who read my story and, especially the ones who reviewed; your kind words lead me to the end of this story that I am proud of. I'll find a new idea and I'll be back with another Jerza story soon. Thanks again...