Authors Note: So sorry it's taken me so long to update but I have been really ill, and there have been issues that needed to be taken care of at home but I still made sure that I tried to write a new chapter to post so please enjoy, it is almost time for me to start heading towards an ending for this story, so if you enjoyed it, please let me know if you would like me to write a sequel to it or not... Thank you for reading this and for your patience folks!

Kris

Chapter 47

Jordan smiled as she looked at the nursery and she realized that Jeff had worked hard for when Jordan and their child came home. The big problem was this, Jordan not remembering anything meant that they had to work on getting to know each other all over again, and on top of that Jordan had to get to know herself. She knew that Jeff loved her, she could tell that but she wasn't sure what her feelings were at all. She wanted to be the wife he deserved and the mother their newborn baby deserved but whatever had taken away her memory, was making that hard.

She looked up as Matt walked into the room and she could tell her brother in law wanted to say something to her, but was worried about how she would take it. Jordan knew better than to push him, somehow she knew deep inside and as that realization hit her, she knew the doctor had been right. He had told her that if she didn't push herself, was in a familiar and safe place, that her memories would just slowly start to return, hopefully. But he also explained that there were a few memories that he didn't believe she would ever get back, the ones surrounding her kidnapping and time in captivity.

"So, niece or nephew?" Matt asked simply.

"You have a nephew." Jordan answered, smiling as she realized that for the first time she could really talk about her son and acknowledge him as he was.

"Did you two come up with a name?" Matt asked with a smile.

"We are talking about a couple of names but nothing specific yet." Jordan answered evenly.

Later that night Jordan was sitting up in bed, and she was curious about whether or not Jeff was going to sleep in the room with her. He walked in a few minutes later and just grabbed some of his things, heading into the bathroom. Jordan waited anxiously, not sure if she wanted him to climb into bed next to her or whether she should ask him not to. When he walked out of the bathroom he stopped and looked at her.

"Relax, I think you need some time to get used to being back in this house. I also think that maybe you need time to get to know me, since you can't remember me, so I will sleep in one of the guest rooms, close to the nursery now that both you and our son are here, home." Jeff told her gently. "Would it be all right if I gave you a kiss on the forehead to say goodnight?" He asked, unsure of what would frighten her or what she would allow at this point.

"That's fine." Jordan agreed. She had to admit she was really touched that he would ask for permission and that he was thinking about her above himself. It had to be really hard on him to admit that he knew that she couldn't handle him being in their bed, or that she didn't love him at the moment because she didn't know him. She had a feeling, that it wouldn't take her long to fall in love with him without remembering how things were before this.

They needed a way to get to Jordan and knowing she couldn't remember anything seemed like a gift, it seemed like someone was looking out for them. They had a chance to get her away from Jeff and to get both her and their new grandson in their home. They could find someone later one to be a better father to that child than they knew Jeff would ever be. Jeff just wasn't the right person to be a part of this family and they were going to do whatever they needed to do to get him away from their daughter. Jordan not knowing anything meant she also probably didn't remember how mad she was at them, she would be desperate for answers and information about who she was and what she was like as a child. She was going to want information on her family, and for that she was going to come to them, they just knew it. And when she did come to them, they were going to make sure that she thought they were the good guys and Jeff was the bad one. They were just going to need to work on their cover story and they would finally win.

Jordan had to admit that it was tempting to ignore the warnings everyone told her. She wanted to see what she looked like as a child. She wanted to know where she came from and see for herself why she needed to stay away from her family, but she also knew she was in a vulnerable state. She had looked up the police reports and seen the things she had said about her family and what they had done, so she knew they were obviously capable of things, but she didn't understand why they hated her husband so badly. They obviously thought she didn't belong with him, but she didn't know why. She wanted to ask Jeff and Matt and anyone she could, but she was afraid that she wouldn't like the answer or that they honestly didn't know the truth. She knew the only people who could tell her why, were the very people who could somehow manipulate her into something, she just knew it.

"Jordan, is everything all right?" Emma asked her.

Jordan had learned that Emma was a good friend of hers, another person who cared about her but she couldn't remember them. She knew that Emma was only around to try and make her feel more comfortable in a house of guys, and she really did appreciate it. She figured, maybe her best friend might be able to help her out a little here. "I think I need to see my family?"

"You see your family every day." Emma said confused.

"No, not this family, my other one." Jordan said softly.

The look in Emma's eyes was clear. She clearly wanted to talk Jordan out of it, but she also wanted to be supportive and she didn't know how to be helpful here. "Jordan, I want you to be able to remember everything. I want you to be able to look around and know where you belong and who loves you. I know how that family is, and I am worried that the lies and stories and fake papers and fake pictures and things that they put together may sway you. You don't remember how horrible they were. You don't remember the things that they did, and that worries me. I want to be able to help you any way that I can. If you really believe you need to see them, then I can help you. Is that what you really believe that you need? Do you really think that you need them to remember?" Emma asked her and Jordan sat there and really had to think, because she wasn't sure what she needed she just knew it was important.