Marissa was still sitting on the floor, resting comfortable in Bianca's embrace as she stared silently at her reflection in the distant mirror, her brain still trying to combine her old memories with her new ones. She didn't realise how long they had been sitting there until she felt Bianca shift behind her.

She turned to her girlfriend.

"Are you okay?" Marissa asked.

"Are you?" Bianca replied, "You've been zoning out there for a while."

Marissa blinked and gave a shy grin.

"I have haven't I." she said, embarrassed. "I guess I'm still processing."

Then Marissa frowned at Bianca's sympathetic smile. With all this remembering there was something she forgetting. It was getting late and they hadn't had supper yet, which meant Bianca hadn't had her meds.

"I need to feed you, don't I?" said Marissa, leaning away from Bianca's embrace and stretching to ease her stiffened muscles from sitting so long.

"I could stand to sit here a little longer if you need to." said Bianca, running her hand down Marissa's back in a loving gesture.

"No." said Marissa, getting up from the carpet, "I can do you my famous scrambled egg and smoked salmon, that's a quick meal. Come on."

Marissa held out a hand to help Bianca up from the floor.

Bianca took her hand grateful and putting all her weight on her right leg, tried to pull herself up from the floor. She didn't get very far before she fell back.

Bianca tried to laugh it off as she struggled to find her footing again. Marissa however had noticed the wince on Bianca's face when she put her weight on her left leg. Marissa eased her grip on her girlfriend's hand, forcing her to sit back down with a slightly gentler bump.

"What have you done to yourself?"

Bianca looked downcast and rubbed her left hip.

"I think I pulled something?" she admitted with a groan.

Marissa sighed and knelt down in front of Bianca, forcing her girlfriend to look up and face her concerned eyes.

"Then we need to call you a doctor!" said Marissa.

Bianca gave Marissa a long look in return.

"I do think you need to talk to a doctor too." she said, "About your memory."

Marissa shook her head.

"No," she said, "The person I need to talk to is Jackson. I'm going to have to organise another meeting with the DA!"

…

Jackson and Jesse were working late into the night going over everything they had so far on the New York car crash and Carol Robinson's connection to it. Sadly they didn't have much, except their suspicions; any actual evidence to wrong doing was proving rather allusive. Tad was going to call soon with some leads at the New York end but things were not looking hopeful. The chauffeur's son had died a drug related death two years ago and his widow, who inherited the payoff fortune, refused to speak to them. They weren't sure she would be a useful lead anyway, she married the man after his release from prison. Rupert Henderson was shutting down any approach to his family and Carol Robinson, a woman who made a career of covering up the truth, was still looking as squeaky clean as ever.

Jackson took a sip of coffee and looked across the Pine Valley Chief of Police who was on the phone nodding subdued as Krystal's voice came through in a tinny hum through the speaker. Jackson buried a grin as he realised he and Jesse Hubbard, both powerful and successful men, where completely whipped. They were both in love with two women with very forceful personalities, it was probably the reason Erica and Krystal clashed so easily, they were too similar. Now these arch-rivals were working together he didn't think there was a power on earth that could refuse them.

When the call was over, Jesse gave Jackson a sheepish grin.

"We might have a new way into this blackmail investigation." said Jesse. "Erica and Krystal have just had a communique from the former editor of the Inquirer. There is a possibility he may be a way into Henderson and his media empire."

"That would be useful." said Jackson.

Then Jackson's own phone rang and he gave Jesse a nod of apology. He pulled his cell from his pocket and looked down the caller ID. He wondered if it was Erica calling him to pass on the same information Krystal had just passed to Jesse. He was surprised to see Marissa's name there instead.

"Marissa?" said Jackson, turning away slightly from Jesse for a little privacy. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm not sure." Marissa replied. "I need to talk to you about a new development."

"Is this about the trial?" Jackson asked.

"Yes." said Marissa, lengthening the word with a resigned sigh.

"Well if I can help you with any concerns, you just have to ask!"

There was a silence at the other end of the phone as Marissa was clearly trying to work out how to say what she needed to say.

"Marissa?"

"Sorry." said Marissa after his prompt. "The thing is, an incredible thing has happened, a miracle really… I'm just not sure how it will affect everything. My amnesia is cured. I remember a lot more now than what I told the DA. A lot more!"

"What!" exclaimed Jackson surprised, Marissa was cured of her amnesia?

"I'm just worrying how this will affect the trial?" continued Marissa, not recognising the impact of her news. "The defence could call foul. They could accuse me of purposely holding back information; of perjury. Should I withdraw my statements to the DA and we ask for a postponement of the trial?"

"You are you again, aren't you!" said Jackson, amused by Marissa's easy use of legal language. He could see why she was worried but if they did everything right it shouldn't be a problem.

"If we can get medical evidence of the change… it shouldn't have an effect on the trial." he said. "You cannot be responsible for the opportune timing of this miracle so it shouldn't affect the standing of your evidence especially if you have more to add!"

"I suppose not." said Marissa thoughtfully.

"Let a doctor check you out and I'll give Derek a call with the good news. He'll probably need another interview before the trial."

"Thanks Jackson."

"Jack." corrected the lawyer.

"Jack." said Marissa.

"It was my pleasure… and I'm so happy for you and Bianca. This is not something to get down about, this is very good news!"

…

Kendal was sat at the dining table reading through notes on the Midnight Shadow film product endorsement contract. The last she had heard from Kit Sterling's studio, the production was well underway and filming was about to begin in a couple of weeks. They had cast a relatively unknown actress, Naya Rivera, in the lead role; she was previously, apparently, famous for singing on some TV musical show…

Kendal looked up from her paperwork when the phone rang. She reached over to answer it quickly before the noise woke up baby Charlie who was sleeping a few rooms away.

"Bianca!" she exclaimed instantly recognising the voice at the other end of the line. "It's been a while! Are you all set for tomorrow?"

She heard a soft chuckle from her sister before Bianca replied.

"Oh yeah, it's been ages since you saw me at conFusion for lunch. As for tomorrow, we still have to pack…"

"That's not what I mean." said Kendal, her tone serious. She was worried about her sister. The outcome of JR's upcoming trial didn't just affect Marissa and AJ it affected her baby sister's whole future. As usual Bianca was being perfectly calm about it all, only insisting on focusing on the positive and refusing to give into any doubt. And now she also had the worry about Miranda's nightmares. It just seemed to Kendal that once more the world was crashing down around her sister and yet somehow she was still standing tall.

She heard her sister sigh at the other end of the phone at the change in her tone.

"Well tonight there have been a couple of new developments which will certainly make things more interesting." said Bianca cryptically.

"Such as?"

"Marissa..." said Bianca, the hitch of excitement clear in her voice. "She remembers… she's herself again!"

Kendal sat up, her own exhilaration matching Bianca's.

"You're kidding me!?"

"Nope… She found the music box in an old suitcase and it just brought everything back."

She could almost hear her sister grinning down the phone!

"That's amazing." exclaimed Kendal. "That's so amazing! I'm so happy… for the both of you!"

"I know!" said Bianca happily, but then her mood fell away again. "Um… is Griffin there? I need to speak to him."

"He's in the playroom with the boys." said Kendal getting up from her chair. "Does Marissa need to speak to a doctor? Cara is here as well!"

"She says she doesn't." said Bianca, "But I think she should… but… um… Griffin is for me."

Kendal stalled in her walk towards the playroom.

"Bianca!" she exclaimed, a warning tone of disappointment in her voice. "What happened?!"

…

Tad's call from New York came promptly on the heels of Krystal and Marissa's. Jesse turned on the speaker phone so he and Jackson could listen in together.

"It's not much of a lead." said Jesse after Tad regaled them with the discovery of his new witness. "The twenty year old memories of a janitor are not going to be taken seriously as evidence. We need medical records or a statement from his doctor."

"Although if that was Carol who visited him in hospital, that is an interesting lead." said Jackson distracted by the opportunity to further implicate Carol Robinson.

"But I haven't told you the best part yet." said Tad. "Mr Goldstein is still good friends with one of the paramedics that brought Mr Henderson into the hospital! He's going to try and talk him into speaking to me."

"We'd still need something more solid than suspicious injuries to press charges." said Jesse.

"Is that what we are looking for?" Tad asked. "Personally I was looking for enough circumstantial evidence to deter the blackmail between Carol and Henderson with some blackmail of our own and stop the trash that is being printed about Marissa and AJ."

"I probably shouldn't be hearing this!" said Jesse.

"Oh, nothing illegal." said Tad quickly, "But a little leverage always helps when you need doors opening, or in this case, staying shut!"

"Talk to this paramedic." said Jackson, he was still deep in thought. "I wonder if there is anything more we do to prove Carol visited Henderson in hospital after the crash. Have we been able to trace her injured friend yet… Rachel Trope? What hospital was she treated at?"

…

Kendal found Griffin in the playroom and handed him the phone.

"It's Bianca." She said. "She's injured herself again."

Griffin got up from dinosaur game Spike had involved him in.

He put the phone to his ear.

"Bianca," he exclaimed in good humoured annoyance, "What did I tell you about looking after yourself."

"I've pulled something in my hip." said Bianca sadly. "I blame the medical boot and this knee brace, it makes my leg bend in unpredictable ways."

"That's why you have to take it easy!" said Griffin, getting up to take the phone out into the hall. Kendal followed him, worry in her eyes for her sister.

"I thought Marissa had collapsed. I didn't think." explained Bianca

"Marissa collapsed?"

"Not… not really." said Bianca. "She was in shock I think… Did Kendal say, she had her memories back? She found her trigger, it was her music box…"

"Marissa has her memories back!" exclaimed Griffin loudly.

"She should see a doctor shouldn't she. She says she's fine but I don't know, she seems a little dazed by it all. Right now she seems more worried about how this will affect the trial…"

Griffin's earlier exclamation was enough to draw Cara from her bedroom.

"What was that about Marissa?" Cara asked, but Griffin held his hand up for silence; Bianca was still talking. It was up to Kendal to answer her questions.

"…She just wants me to get my leg looked at. I think I twisted it when I fell at her feet" Bianca continued. "I can't put much weight on my left leg without a twinge of pain and I think my knee is starting to swell up so she's probably right."

"Look, I will come over right away!" said Griffin, hurrying through to the closet by the front door to grab his coat. "Bianca have you had your meds yet?"

"No, Marissa has just gone to rustle up something for supper."

"Wait till I get there." said Griffin, awkwardly using his shoulder to hold the phone to his ear and he pulled his arms into his coat sleeves. "Just put an ice pack on your knee."

"Already have." said Bianca forlornly.

Griffin felt the phone slipping from his shoulder but a hand reached out to steady it against his ear. It was Cara.

"Can I speak to her?" his sister asked. Griffin nodded.

"Bianca, I'm just going to pass you over to Cara for a moment." he said, as he pulled on his jacket properly before searching his pockets for his car keys.

"Bianca, tell me about Marissa…" said Cara, concern in her eyes. Griffin noticed his sister was pulling on her own coat. It made sense that she would want to come too, Marissa had been her patient after the shooting.

…