It was now Tom's turn to face the wrath of Zoe's voice after a night of tossing and turning with a head that felt like it had been exposed to drumsticks. He had listened to her ranting and raving for a few minutes before sighing and deciding he was now thirsty for something that wouldn't cause him to throw up on an empty stomach and walked over to the kitchen sink after grabbing a nearby cup.

Tap water, in Tom's opinion, was about the foulest thing you could possibly drink or rather it was on a normal day, but after downing a bottle of something which made you cringe with every swig he decided that it wasn't so bad in the present moment.

"…You have to be one of the stupidest people I have ever met in my entire life. What made you think drinking away your troubles would work? All that stuff does it give you the biggest hangover known to mankind! I can't believe…"

Tom tuned in and out of Zoe's ongoing rant, silently cursing himself for inflicting the wrath of Zoe upon his pounding head. Through past experience Tom already knew Zoe had quite a stamina and could keep a constant full blown yell up for at the very least an hour. As he thought about this it felt like he has sentenced himself to a banging head for the rest of the day, as the painkillers he ingested a few minutes before Zoe arrived had yet to kick in.

After moving over to the sofa and pretending to listen to Zoe's screeching for another few minutes Tom finally decided enough was enough. He stood up, grabbed Zoe by the shoulders and stared at her for a moment before yelling as loud as he could.

"Zoe! SHUT UP!"

"Don't you tell me to-"

"I just did!" Tom shouted, removing a hand from her shoulder and placing it on his forehead.

Apparently Tom's brain wasn't fond of the shouting as the pounding was now harder and more painful.

"You think you deserve the easy way out after what you did? You're a fool!" Zoe yelled.

"Zoe I have the worst headache known to mankind thanks to your voice and my hangover and Sam isn't speaking to me. I wouldn't by a long shot call this the easy way out." Tom said as calmly as he could muster as he moved to sit back down.

Zoe let out an irritated sigh as she sat down next to him.

"You know you bought this all upon yourself."

"Yes, Zoe, I am fully aware of that," Tom replied in an irritated tone, "Care to tell me something that I don't know?"

"How about I ask you something that I have no idea what the answer is to. Why the hell did you think that the middle of a police station was the place to tell Sam that you're in love with her?" Zoe asked in a voice that for the first time since she arrived didn't make Tom's head hurt.

"You were the one who told me to make sure she didn't put herself in harm's way and refuse her offer to get me out of there." Tom replied pointedly.

"Yes, but I meant persuade her out of a terrible idea, not tell someone who barely knows any of us that you're in love with her!"

"What's so wrong with me admitting how I feel?" Tom demanded, feeling his temper rise.

"How many relationships were you in before you were 20?" Zoe asked with yet another sigh.

"What's that got to do with-?"

"Just answer the damn question!" Zoe interrupted.

"I don't know. A couple." Tom replied, struggling to remember.

"Exactly. In her mind Sam's still 20. She has all these memories of school boyfriends, but not any of adult relationships like her marriage to Dylan. She's inexperienced and she's still trying to remember the last 10 years of her life, someone confessing feelings like that to her right now was probably the last thing she needed."

"So you're saying I just confused her," Tom said slowly, "But she could still feel the same way?"

Zoe let out an annoyed grunt before continuing, "Tom listen to me! She's not ready for this! You need to give her time to remember who she is before she starts jumping into any relationships!"

"But you and I both know that may never happen!" Tom countered as his temper was raised another notch.

"Her memory loss is psychological. You managed to get her to remember everything about the bombing by tapping into an area of her mind she didn't want to go, we just need to keep doing that until-"

"Until she gets angry with us and runs off? Because that's what's going to happen!" Tom shouted, wincing as his head gave him a particularly nasty throb for his troubles.

"She only ran off last time because she scared herself by kissing you! You already said that you think she did that because she was trying to remember your previous relationship and finding out that you're in love with her still after doing that was most likely not what she wanted to hear!"

"I know but she still kissed me!" Tom countered, "I didn't start this! She did!"

"Tom like I just said she kissed you to see if she could remember her life. If you kissed her there would have been real feelings behind that kiss! It's totally different!" Zoe replied.

"Zoe we can keep arguing about this until we're blue in the face. Fact is I love her. I can't change that. If she doesn't want to see me then It's going to hurt but fine. I don't want her getting upset. Just tell her there are no hard feelings and she doesn't have to see me anymore. I'll move away if that makes things easier for her."

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Words can't describe how happy I am that it's the weekend. It's been a long and stressful week but I made it to the other side! Yay!

Thanks for reading as always everyone!