Veronica chuckled a little as Daisy Blossom slid into the chair next to her in the waiting area, her green eyes were hidden under a pair of dark sunglasses and she groaned in pain as she nursed her coffee in her hands. They had just finished up the mornings scans and assessments when Daisy had brought Veronica a breakfast wrap.

"Tequila… never again…." She mumbled.

"You don't have to stay with me" Veronica giggled.

"Your dad and Cliff are at a hearing this morning, I've forwarded all the calls to my cell, and I promised your dad I'd go with you yesterday… although that was before Becca and Cadence decided to break out the shot glasses last night" she muttered as she sipped her coffee. "Tequila Pong… never try that one!"

"Well I appreciate the company" Veronica smiled as she watched her father's hungover assistant slump further into her chair and groan.

"It's too bright in here…" she added as she pulled her hood up over her head and her phone chirped. Daisy peeked at the screen and buried her face in her knees. Flashing the screen to Veronica.

Thanks for a great night – Don

"Why do I do these things to myself?" she lamented.

"As in SHERIFF LAMB?" Veronica asked.

"It's the uniform…" Daisy sighed.

"If this is what College does to a person.. I think I don't ever want to graduate" Veronica joked.

"We aren't always attracted to what is good for us… sometimes we just have chemistry with someone who is wrong for us in all the right ways" Daisy said sagely as she replied.

Ditto – D

"I mean, I know there's nothing redeeming about the guy… he's an asshole, but he's a pretty asshole" Daisy chuckled.

"Veronica Mars?" Nurse Jackie called as she stood in the reception.

"That's me" Veronica said, standing.

"You want me to go in with you?" Daisy asked.

"No, I'll be fine" Veronica replied.

"Good… wake me up when you are done" Daisy smiled as she buried her head under her coat.

"Neuroscience is a lot like a detective story – we have to look for clues to reveal the cause. Neuroscientists have identified the hippocampus as crucial for creating new memories for events. People with damage to the hippocampus have trouble remembering what has happened to them. The part of the brain that is responsible for processing smells – the "olfactory bulb" – is next to a part of the brain called the hippocampus. Upon detecting a smell the olfactory neurones in the upper part of the nose generate an impulse which is passed to the brain along the olfactory nerve. The part of the brain this arrives at first is called the olfactory bulb, which processes the signal and then passes information about the smell to other areas closely connected to it, collectively known as the limbic system" Dr Holtz explained as he sat opposite Veronica looking at her recent charts.

"The limbic system comprises a set of structures within the brain that are regarded by scientists as playing a major role in controlling mood, memory, behaviour and emotion. It is often regarded as being the old, or primitive, part of the brain, because these same structures were present within the brains of the very first mammals. The sense of smell is closely linked with memory, probably more so than any of our other senses. Those with full olfactory function may be able to think of smells that evoke particular memories; the scent of an orchard in blossom conjuring up recollections of a childhood picnic, for example. This can often happen spontaneously, with a smell acting as a trigger in recalling a long-forgotten event or experience. Smell is also highly emotive." He added.

"So… when I smelled Mrs Hartnett's perfume… it triggered the memory?" Veronica asked.

"It seems most likely that is the case" He confirmed.

"How likely is it that I'll have another Transient Global Amnesia incident?" Veronica queried. "Will it occur every time I…"

"You would like to know how advisable it is to engage in sexual intercourse." Dr Holtz asked and Veronica blushed. "From what we can tell, there is still no known cause for your original seizure… nothing ongoing physiological so it may have been triggered by something environmental, or something which you ingested but we cannot determine that for sure… the TGA event seems to have resulted from the initial recovery of the retrograde amnesia" he explained.

"Meaning?" Veronica asked.

"Meaning, it is perfectly safe for you to engage in 'normal' healthy sexual activities, it is highly unlikely that a secondary TGA incident should occur, in fact, it may actually prove quite beneficial but you should still avoid in engaging in highly emotionally stressful situations for a least another month, you are still in recovery" he said finally. "Your test scores from the tasks today have come back even better than before, I am content that you are making significant progress, have you had any other symptoms?" he asked.

"Symptoms like…" she asked.

"Nausea, headaches.. odd tastes" he elaborated.

"I get the taste of pennies sometimes… and I'm a little lightheaded in the morning" Veronica told him.

"I would recommend that we monitor your blood sugar levels, perhaps, think about drinking something sugary before bedtime for the next few evenings and see if that assists in lessoning the symptoms" he told her. "I am going to give you the number for the out of hours advisory line encase you develop any new symptoms or you are worried, there is also an app which I would recommend that you use to help us map your progress, it is just a series of small tasks and puzzles but it can help to indicate any potential relapses" Dr Holtz added as he handed her a business card.

"So I guess I will see you next week?" Veronica smiled weakly.

"Yes, next Tuesday" he answered as he handed her the prescription for her medication.

"Hey Honey, how did it go?" Keith Mars asked as he answered the phone.

"Good, my test results came back better than before" she explained.

"That's great… is Daisy with you?" he asked and Veronica glanced over at the waiting area where Daisy was having a nap curled up over two seats.

"Yeah she's here… we are just going to go get some lunch and then I'm going to head to school" Veronica told him.

"Excellent, well I shouldn't be too late tonight, can you call home before you go to school and check on Backup?" he asked.

"Sure, no problem" she agreed.

"Alright, I'll see you later sweetheart" Keith answered. "I love you"

"Love you too dad" Veronica replied as she nudged Daisy who was snoring lightly.

"I don't wanna be the Piñata!" she yelped before she jolted awake, her eyes taking a minute to refocus.

"You ready to go?" Veronica giggled as Daisy wiped the drool from the side of her mouth.

"Yeah… yeah… I'm up…" she nodded as she stood up and moaned as she stretched her back. "I'm stiff.."

"And yet you looked so comfortable there…" Veronica commented as they headed for the doors.

"I wonder if you would look as comfortable with my foot up your smart ass…" Daisy joked.

"Java the hut?" Veronica suggested.

"Do you see a coffee in my hand? Of course!" Daisy declared as they headed for Veronica LeBaron parked outside.