Author Note: Thanks goes to cookiepandaluv for becoming a follower to the story. Thanks also goes to Leasha Orton, Slytherin Studios, LindaPipeBomb, cybertrooper, calwitch and DeeMarie426 for the awesome reviews. I love hearing all your thoughts about what's going to happen next. I'm glad to see that all of you still enjoy reading this story and I hope to continue drawing all of you into the story further. There is a small section of lyrics towards the end of the chapter from 'Don't stop Believin' by Journey.

"This world is never enough

And I'm not giving up

My faith in love is like blood

I'd spill it freely for some

My faith in love is like blood

It flows in everyone

Don't stop to look at the clock

Forever may not be long enough"

'Forever May Not Be Long Enough' by: Live

Chapter 35: Resolve and Awoken

Roman stood within what seemed like an endless void of nothing but hazy gray. He looked around, turning his head side to side hoping to see some kind of light. The longer he walked the more frustrated he became in trying to get out of the place.

"Roman..." A voice called.

It was a voice he knew all too well. The voice he had been longing to hear for so long. Rydia's voice. He wanted to scream out to her, let her know where he was; but the words never came out, because within seconds she was standing in front of him.

She was clothed in a long white dress with small thin straps on her shoulders and straps crossed against her back. Her hair lay down in curled ringlets over her chest. The blue of her eyes radiated with life and it brought passion to her smile.

"Rydia..." Roman whispered choking on his own words so that her name was the only thing uttered.

"Hey you, miss me?" She asked.

He reached out to her, trying to take her hand; but his hand went straight through her image. He didn't want to believe that she was just a figment of his imagination. "You need to come back to me..." He pleaded.

"I'm here now."

"I can't touch you. I can't kiss you. I can't make love to you; but the one thing I want most of all... is to hold you and tell you how much I love you."

Rydia smiled making him think that she understood his pleas. Without another word, she faded away, leaving him alone in the void. He screamed out of frustration and before he knew it the world of nothing was gone.

Roman sat straight up in bed breathing heavily with sweat rolling down his cheeks, dripping onto his clenched hands. He turned to look at the clock on his phone. It was only 2:30 in the morning, not late enough to just stay awake for the rest of the day; but he did need some fresh air. He tossed the covers off his sweaty body and walked out of the room quietly, trying to be careful not to wake the other people in the house.

He padded his bare feet softly down the stairs and shifted into the main room. He headed straight for the backyard deck. Stopping mid-step, he could see Mia's long hair blowing across her back in the breeze.

Mia was known for her late night visits to the porch when her hormones were out of control. He figured that he'd give her some company knowing that she probably wouldn't go back inside to leave him alone. His fingers curled under the door and slid it open. She swiftly turned her head around to see who was behind her.

"Roman, what's wrong? You look pale." She commented with concern laced in her voice.

"I had a dream about Rydia. I needed some fresh air." He replied actually telling her the truth for once instead of hiding it.

She studied his face for a moment before really understanding why he was outside. He didn't want to admit that just maybe Rydia would never wake up. She didn't want to give up on her either; but the days continued to pass by with no change in her condition. "So why did Dean bring Emilee here?" He asked softly as he came to the stand beside her.

"She's my nurse that travels with us; but I think it was meant to help you move on from Rydia."

"That will never happen. I'd rather spend the rest of my life alone than to move on away from her."

Mia couldn't help but smile when he spoke those words. Roman had been the perfect man for her sister and she would have loved him to be the brother-in-law she always wanted to have. She reached out and placed her hand on top of his. "She loved you like no other. You were always on her mind from the time she met you."

"I'm not giving up on her, Mia. I never will..."

He turned and walked back inside. Emilee stood within the living room with her arms hung loosely at her sides. Roman met her gaze for only a brief moment before continuing on towards the stairs that led back to the guest room he was occupying. "Roman, wait." She called out after him.

"I have nothing to say to you." He replied.

"I know our past has been less than stellar; but I still would like to be a friend to you. It looks like you could use all the friends you can get right now."

"There isn't anything you can say to me that will help ease this pain."

Emilee lowered her head. She knew that he was right. There really wasn't anything she could tell him that would help ease the emotional pain he was feeling everyday that Rydia was still in the coma. She only wished that he would smile genuinely instead of always faking it when he was at work. "I know that I can't say anything that will help; but why not let me be there for you when you need someone to talk to."

Roman ignored her offer and continued on towards the staircase. Emilee stood alone in the living room searching her thoughts of what she could do to get him to talk to her more than five minutes.

Hospital, Dallas Texas

A nurse walked into Rydia's room for annual vitals. She had been there every step of the way since her transfer to the facility. Her fingertips touched her prone hand, feeling for her pulse around her wrist. Nothing made sense about the entire situation. Rydia's vitals were as healthy as could be. There was no reason for be in such a state.

"Such a shame. A pretty woman like you to be asleep for so long. It doesn't seem fair. I wish fairy tales were real and prince charming would kiss you awake." She commented before walking out of the room.

Rydia's eyes moved side to side quickly under her closed lids. Her fingers twitched against the soft sheet covering her body. Inside her mind, she could see blurred images of peoples faces and fragments of memories that were obvious her own; but she couldn't seem to place them. There were so many people's voices inside her head and it was all so confusing to the point that she could just scream.

Her eyes opened wide and she sprung up with a gasp of air. Her vision was still slight blurry; but she recognized the place she was in as a hospital. Lifting her hands up to watch them tremble. She shifted her legs around to the edge of the bed. Her legs barely could hold her weight; but she pushed through to stand up and walk on her own. Another fragment of a memory rushed through her mind, blinding her with it's passion.

She stood inside a wrestling ring with tears rolling down her cheeks. It seemed like she had lost the match for a personal reason. A man rolled into the ring to comfort her. He had blonde-black hair and dark chocolate eyes. He wore black combat style clothing. She never flinched when he cupped the back of her head, bringing her lips to his.

"Seth..." She whispered remembering his name.

Rydia's vision was getting clearer by the minute and her strength was quickly coming back to her. It was time for her find out exactly what happened to her and why she was even there in the first place. There were so many things she didn't remember and there were some she did. It was all too much for her to grasp all at once, so she took the opportunity to walk out of the room. Her legs carried her outside to an outside courtyard.

She stood on a stage with another woman with black and red hair. A microphone was inside her hand. She lifted it to her lips and allowed her voice expel out to the people around. Deep down she felt like the song was meant for someone in particular; but not from her own feelings. It was coming from someone else.

"Skye..." She stated remembering the woman's name in the memory.

More memories continued to flow into her mind like water in a river. Tears rolled down her cheeks when her past came crashing right back down upon her. An image of her father in a casket was the last thing she wanted to remember; but also the fact that she knew who had killed him was even worse to remember.

Seth exited the elevator to the floor when the coma patients were being treated. He was carrying a bouquet of flowers to brighten Rydia's room up a little since her smile couldn't so the job. The nurse's station was immediately to the left of the elevator. They waved at him, knowing him on a first name basis.

"It's been a while, Seth. Work giving you problems again?"

"No, just been doing some personal things." He replied.

"Good for you. You need to do other things other than sit at her bedside for hours on end."

He gave them a half-smile and continued on towards her room. The second he stepped foot inside, his hand let go of the flowers onto the floor. He couldn't believe his eyes. Her bed was completely empty and without a single sign of her. "Where the hell is she?" He yelled storming up the station once more.

"What do you mean?" Rydia's personal nurse asked.

"She isn't in her room. Did you move her?" He asked again.

"No and I was just in two hours ago."

Seth followed the nurse back to the room and sure enough it was still empty. His heart was racing with the thought of her actually being awake and walking around somewhere within the hospital. "We have a code white. Patient 4435 is not in her room. She is Caucasian, with dark brown hair and blue eyes. Her name is Rydia Chandler; but she may not remember her own name." The head nurse announced over the loud speaker for the entire hospital to hear.

With no thought at all, Seth left the station to search for Rydia on his own. Unfortunately, he had no idea where to even look for her. He figured he'd just start showing people her picture and pray that someone had seen her.

Rydia stood against the railing over-looking a pond with koi fish swimming around, dodging large lilly pads. The sounds of the trickling water was soothing to her agitated mind. She wanted the flow of memories to stop for a little while; but no matter how many times she pleaded for them to go away, they wouldn't leave her be. To top it all off, lyrics to songs she couldn't remember the name of inched their way to her tongue just waiting to be sung.

"Just a small town girl

Livin' in a lonely world

She took the midnight train goin' anywhere

Just a city boy

Born and raised in South Detroit

He took the midnight train goin' anywhere" She sung without knowing what the song really was; but the words continued to flow as if she had sung it a hundred times.

"It looks like you haven't lost that beautiful singing voice." Someone stated from behind her.

She turned around to look at the owner of the voice. Recognition was immediate. Seth stared at her like he hadn't seen her in such a long time. It never occurred to her that maybe he hadn't. He could tell that she was hesitant to believe that he knew her. One of his worst fears were that she couldn't remember him at all. "Do you remember me?" He asked softly.

"Yeah, I have some memories of you. They keep coming back every so often. How long have I been asleep?"

"Rydia..."

"How long!" She yelled causing people to look in their direction.

"Six months."

His answer was not what she wanted to hear. She had missed half a year and she didn't even have all of her memories of her life before waking up. Seth reached out to touch her arm gently, steadying her from falling to her knees. Rydia looked up into his eyes, searching for answers to the missing parts of her life. Was he the one in her blurred images? She knew there was someone close to her heart; but she had no idea who that was. Was it the man before her or was it someone else?

"Seth...why...why can't I remember a lot of things?" She asked trying not to cry in front of him.

"I'm sure it will take some time to remember everything. You've been in a coma for half a year."

Frustration was settling in and he could tell that everything was just too much for her. Eventually the nurses caught up with him. They surrounded her, asking her things she probably didn't know and it was angering Seth a great deal. Her eyes were pleading with him to make them stop. "Give her same damn space, okay! She's scared to death right now and you are all in her face asking her questions that could wait." Seth interrupted wrapping a protective arm around Rydia's shaking body.

"He's right. Let's get you inside and cleaned up. Maybe you'll feel more comfortable after a warm bath or shower." Rydia's personal nurse offered.

Seth couldn't believe that she was actually awake after six months of praying. He needed to tell the others, especially to Skye. His fingers tapped against the screen of his phone, typing a message that he could send to everyone all at one time. He added Roman, Dean, Mia, and Skye to the recipient bar.

"SHE'S AWAKE!" Was all it said and he hit the sent button.

End Note: So she's awake. What do you guys think will happen now that she's awake with only half of her memories? What would you like to see happen? I love hearing from all of you.