Billy stayed and talked with Lee as Joe picked up the boys and Dotty left with Kurt. He said goodbye to Amanda as she finished covering the poppyseed cake and let himself out. Lee emerged from the family room and slowly made his way into the unfamiliar kitchen. "Smells good," he said quietly.

Amanda smiled at him, weakly, "Would you like a piece? It's still warm."

"I'd like that," Lee replied. He watched as Amanda cut a slice for him, placed it on a plate and handed it to him with a fork. She opened her mouth to say something just as he asked, "Milk?"

Amanda giggled and poured him a glass. "I was going to say the same thing," she explained. "You can never eat my poppyseed cake without it." She looked at his face and added, "Do you want one of those pain pills the hospital sent home? I know you don't really like taking pills but it will help with the pain."

"How can you tell I'm in pain?" Lee asked then shook his head slightly and said, "You're my wife, you would know. Listen, Amanda, I... um, well...I ah, I think I owe you an apology. For my reaction at the hospital."

Amanda rubbed her belly and replied, "Lee, sweetheart, you don't need to apologize. I understand. You don't remember everything that's happened the last few years and I understand that."

Lee looked at Amanda, her cheeks pink, rubbing her rounded belly and joked, "Looks like I forgot some pretty good stuff. I mean, you are…well…um…we must have…you did get… yeah..." Lee struggled to swallow around the word, "pregnant."

Amanda reached out to touch the gauze bandage on his head and said, "It's ok. You'll remember. I remembered when I lost my memory and blocked everything about you out. It came in bits and pieces so I know yours will come back too." She yawned, quickly covering her mouth and said, "It's getting late. You can sleep in the guest room tonight, if that makes you more comfortable."

Lee finished up his poppyseed cake and replied, "Thank you, that was delicious. And the guest room will be fine, if you're okay with that. I don't want to put any extra stress on you and the..."

"The baby? I understand," Amanda completed his sentence. "We'll get through this."

Lee followed Amanda to the second floor where she handed him a pair of pajamas he didn't recognize but assumed must be his own and showed him where the guest room was, down the hall from their master bedroom. He watched her close the door, shutting him out for the night. He sensed her hesitation when she left the room, torn between wanting to throw her arms around him or walk away. Lee changed his clothes and climbed into bed, hoping the morning will bring a change to his memory.

Sleep came in fits and starts for both Lee and Amanda. Each time Lee closed his eyes, memories collided and flashed in his mind, confusing him more when he woke. Down the hall, Amanda shifted from one side to the other, uncomfortable, longing for her husband's warm body to be curled up beside hers. She awoke early and silently slipped down to the kitchen where she was surprised to find Lee already there, making coffee. "I see you found everything," she said cheerfully.

"I don't know how, but I knew where it was. I mean, if you asked me where it was I couldn't tell you, but when I couldn't sleep I figured I'd just make coffee and I just KNEW where to find it," Lee tried to explain. Amanda was grinning at him, her eyes brighter than they were the night before, despite her restless sleep. "What?" Lee questioned.

"You rambled. I'm usually the one who rambles but you just did it," Amanda stated as she pulled a glass out of the cabinet. "Your baby wants juice," she said and opened the fridge. She pulled out a bottle of cranberry juice and before she could get it, Lee pulled out the bottle of orange juice and handed it to her. Amanda raised an eyebrow but it was Lee who said, "I just knew." She accepted the juice with a smile and a silent prayer his memory was returning.

"I thought maybe today we could talk. You could tell me about some of the cases we've worked on, the boys, your mother," Lee suggested. He kept thinking about the pictures in the family room and the ornament on the tree.

Amanda finished her juice, placed the glass in the sink and said, "Lee, I don't want to push you too hard to remember. We can take it slow."

Lee reached out and touched her shoulder before gently and slowly pulling her into his arms. He closed his eyes and inhaled, her unique smell filling his senses. A memory flashed through his mind rapidly, Amanda in his arms during their first dance of their wedding, friends and family surrounding them. He opened his eyes and said, "Tell me about our wedding."

The rest of the day was spent in a similar fashion, Lee asking about a memory that flashed through his mind, about work, the family. Early in the afternoon, he was exhausted, as was Amanda. She suggested he lay down and take a nap and was very surprised when he suggested she join him. It was awkward at first, Lee unsure which side of the bed was his but as soon as his head hit the pillow it just felt right and he fell into a sound sleep, Amanda curled up beside him. They woke as the sun dipped low in the sky.

"How does dinner sound?" Amanda asked.

"Are you cooking?" Lee asked, his stomach rumbling noisily.

Amanda laughed and replied, "No, you are. It's your night to cook."

Lee nodded and asked, "Well, what would I be making for dinner tonight?"

"Well, you took out steaks yesterday before…well, before the incident happened," Amanda explained.

"So how does steaks and baked potatoes sound?" Lee asked then added, "Like a couple of normal people right?"

Amanda laughed and added, "We are a couple of normal people."