RICKY'S POV:
Brax made his way over to the table again and set Bianca's drink in front of her and walked out of the restaurant, not saying a thing…
"What's up with him?" Bianca inquired
"I don't know. Do you mind watching the bags?" I questioned
She shook her head, signalling no and I stood up and made my way out of the booth, hurrying after Brax, finding him sat on the beach, staring out at the ocean…
"What's going on?" I asked as I sat down next to him
"Mum's suffering from memory loss" he informed me
"What?" I questioned
"She's suffering from…" he began
"Brax, I heard. I just. I don't know what to say" I admitted "sorry doesn't really cut it, does it?"
He sighed heavily and ran his hands over his face… "What am I meant to do, Ric?"
"Whatever you need to" I replied "and I'll be standing right by your side"
"Will you come to the hospital with me?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow at me as he turned to face me
I nodded my head, signalling yes… "I'm just gonna pop back to the restaurant and get my bag"
"What about the shopping?" he questioned
"I'll call Heath and get him to help B take it back to the house" I informed him
He smiled at me weakly and kissed me softly before I stood up…
BRAX'S POV:
Ricky entwined her hand with mine as we reached Mum's room with Nurse Dixon. Opening the door, she made her way into the room first, Ricky squeezing my hand as I heard Mum say "my son?"…
"Hey, Mum" I greeted her
"Who are you?" she questioned
"Darryl, your eldest son" I informed her, inhaling and exhaling a breath as I spoke
"And you?" she inquired, glancing at Ricky
"Ricky, Darryl's girlfriend" she informed her
"I don't know you" she admitted
"It's okay, Mum" I assured her, moving closer to the bed "we're gonna help you remember"
"How?" she questioned
"We'll bring pictures in to show you" I informed her "and we'll talk about things that happened when we were younger and we'll go from there"
"What if I don't get my memory back?" she asked "what then?"
I swallowed a lump in my throat as Mum began to cry. Glancing at Ricky, I moved away from the bed as she hurried over…
"It's okay, Cheryl" Ricky assured her, handing her a tissue from the side "that's not going to happen, and if it does, then you can start building new memories. Did I tell you I was pregnant?"
"I'm going to have a grandchild?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at me
"Yeah, a grandson" I replied, smiling at her warmly "what do you think?"
"Wow" she sighed "congratulations, I guess"
"Thanks" Ricky stated
RICKY'S POV:
I drove Brax and I back to the Bay from the hospital, pulling into the driveway half-an-hour later. Switching off the engine, I unbuckled my seatbelt and turned to him, taking his hand in mine… "What're you thinking?"
"How lucky I am to have you" he informed me "seeing you handle everything like that was amazing"
I smiled at him warmly and pressed my lips against his… "Shall we go inside and forget about everything today until tomorrow?"
"I'd like that" he admitted
Poor Brax, but at least he's got Ricky there to support him! Will Cheryl's memory ever return?