Tobias's POV:
"I'm glad to hear that you know the truth now. But that could have gone a terrible way." Dr. Shaw says.
"Yeah, that was my fault. I wasn't thinking straight." I sigh.
"It's okay. I'm glad I know everything now. But how am I going to get my memories back?" Tris asks.
"It's impossible to say. There is no definite cure for amnesia, and you can never be certain if you'll get your memories fully back. I suggest that you just continue living your normal life. That could help." The doctor says.
The air in the room is heavy, and nobody knows what to say after that. Natalie and Andrew exchange worried looks, and Tris looks defeated. I take her hand in mine, rubbing my thumb over the back of it.
"Is there anything else I could help you with?" Dr. Shaw asks. He already checked Tris's head and her knee, both of which have healed perfectly well.
"No, doctor. Thank you for taking the time." Andrew shakes his hand and we all walk out into the hallway.
Tris leans her head on my shoulder, not speaking a word. "Hey, we will figure something out." I try to comfort her.
"I don't know if we can. I was really holding out hope that the doctor would do something." She shakes her head, and I see tears in her eyes.
"Beatrice, give yourself some time, dear. We are all here for you. Even if you don't recall the past years, you'll learn to live with it." Natalie says.
"But I want to remember my life, Mom." She says, pain in her voice. "I want to remember Tobias." She looks up at me.
I just take her in my arms, not knowing what to say. I want her to remember, too. But it's out of everyone's control. And I hate to see Tris beat herself up because of it. It's not her fault. None of this is her fault.
"Why don't you come home with us, sweetheart? I'll make you your favourite dinner." Natalie takes her hand.
"Yeah, you too, Tobias." Andrew looks my way.
"I'm not really hungry, Mom. I think I'll just go back home with Tobias." Tris says.
"Okay. Whatever feels right to you, Beatrice." They both hug us before saying goodbye and leaving the hospital.
"Shall we go home?" I ask my wife.
She nods her head and we slowly walk out, heading towards our car. Tris grips my hand tightly as we walk, and I sense a change in her demeanour. Looking over at her, I see tears falling freely down her cheeks. I immediately stop in my place, pulling her into my arms. She continues sobbing, and I let her get it all out. I know she was holding herself back in front of her parents.
My fingers caress her hair as I hold her close. I feel helpless, and a few tears of my own fall on her shoulder. I whisper a few encouraging words to her, trying to calm her, but I know it's not enough. I had promised to always take care of her, never let anything disappoint her. But I don't know what to do in this situation. If it was in my hands, I'd give her the world.
Tris clings to me as her tears wet my shirt, but I don't care. I just wrack my brain trying to think of something to help her. Anything that could bring a small smile to her face. And then it pops in my head, an idea that could possibly work.
"Tris, I want to show you something." I whisper when her sobs have turned to light sniffles.
She moves her head back and looks up at me, her eyes still moist and her nose red. "What is it?"
"Come with me." I pull her to the car, opening the door to let her sit in the passenger seat. Then I get into my side and begin driving.
I don't drop her hand for even a second, holding it close to me. Tris looks at our surroundings, but after not recognising where we're headed, she turns her gaze to me. Resting her head back, she keeps looking my way. And I stare back every so often, looking at her sad yet beautiful face. I don't know what she's thinking, but I hope I can distract her from it.
"We're almost there." I say, turning the last corner onto the street. I park the car in front of the building. I just hope no one is here.
"Where are we?" Tris asks, taking the hand I offered her as she steps out of the car.
"This used to be my old place. Before we moved in together." I say, intertwining our fingers and leading her inside. "You've spent a lot of time here. When we were dating."
"Oh." She looks around, but I don't think any of it sparks any recognition.
We climb up the stairs to the second floor, and taking a right turn, we stand in front of the door to my old apartment. I have no idea if someone else lives here, but I try my luck. Looking behind a small potted plant, I find the key I hid there years ago. As I unlock and turn the doorknob, it slowly creaks open. It's completely dark inside, and I thank god that I don't have to deal with the possible new tenants.
I lead my wife inside, flipping the light switch on. The place is empty and covered in dust, but some of the old furniture is still there. I look closely at Tris, trying to figure out what she thinks about it all.
"How long did you live here for?" She asks.
"I got this place when I was 18, and stayed here till I was 23. So close to five years." I reply.
"It's nice." She notes. "Tell me something from my time here. Anything that stands out." She asks me.
"Well, there's a lot that happened here." I try to think of something other than the most significant moment that happened in my bedroom. "One time I tried making pancakes for you, and like the stupid idiot that I am, I opened the flour packet from the wrong side. It exploded everywhere in the kitchen, and fell all over me. It looked like it had snowed inside." I laugh. "I woke you up, too. And you thought there was a ghost standing in the kitchen. I took that opportunity to scare you and you fell right into the heap of flour on the floor. We were laughing like crazy, and then we..." I hesitate a little.
"You can tell me everything, Tobias." Tris says, a sharp look in her eyes. I can tell something's changed. It's like she's determined to learn everything about us. I smile a little at that. "I wanna know everything."
"And then we made love right there on the floor." I point to the spot in the kitchen. Just like I thought, a deep blush covers her cheeks. But she smiles at me, not seeming uncomfortable.
"That's quite a story." She comments.
"Yeah, we never had a dull day." I chuckle. "Come on."
I show her around the place, the living room, the bathroom, the small storage room, the closet, and she looks at everything closely. I feel all the memories from our time here pass through me, the early days when it was all new between us. I was falling so hard and so fast for her. I just knew she was the missing piece to my life, my heart, my soul.
After walking around, I finally lead her to the bedroom, opening the door to find the old dusty bed frame still in its place. Everything else is gone from the room. Tris walks inside, looking at the lone piece of furniture. She bites her lip, moving her hair out of her face as she walks around, before turning to me.
"I guess we spent a lot of time in here, too?" I love how cute she looks when she blushes.
"Yes, we did." I smile, hesitating again before deciding to tell her. She wanted to know everything, right? "Uh, this is where we first made love." I whisper. She looks at me expectantly, and I continue, clearing my throat. "We had been talking and discussing everything related to sex. And then you got a birth control shot. But we waited till we were both ready. And then one night, things got really intense, and we gave ourselves to each other."
Tris looks thoughtful, and I'm sure it's overwhelming. She doesn't remember the day she lost her virginity, doesn't remember the first time she experienced sex. That is a really important moment in anyone's life, especially a young girl.
I remember that I wanted to make it special for her. I was willing to wait longer, but she surprised me. My entire focus was on her pleasure, ignoring the throbbing erection in my pants. And when I finally pushed into her warmth, I was scared to hurt her. It was indeed painful for her, but she insisted that she was okay, and soon the pain had turned to pleasure.
"Was I... am I any good at it?" Tris asks nervously.
"Good is an understatement. You're incredible, Tris. Your body fits perfectly with mine, like we were made for each other. And I don't think I'll ever get enough of you." I grin.
"Is that why you were so...turned on this morning?" She whispers, biting her lip.
"Yeah. The attraction I feel towards you is so strong. I have a hard time controlling my body around you. You have no idea how gorgeous, sexy, irresistible you are, baby." Even now I'm half-hard, thinking about our bodies tangled together, our lips pressed together, and our gasps of pleasure echoing around us.
"Well, you're one to talk." She murmurs, her eyes travelling over my body, a permanent blush on her face. I grin when she catches me staring at her right back. "Tell me more." She clears her throat.
"Let's go outside." I pull her along. "See that crack on the wall?" I point to a small indentation at the bottom of the wall. "That happened when you thought you saw a rat. And you chucked the first thing that you found at it. I think it was a spoon." I laugh. "Turns out that it was just a-"
"It was just a ball of hair!" Tris finishes, letting out a gasp. My eyes widen, can't believing what I just heard.
"Do you remember?" I ask, holding my breath.
"It just came to me as you were telling me about it!" Tris laughs.
"Come here, baby." I laugh as I hold her tightly in my arms, kissing her face.
"I can't believe that I remembered it." She shakes her head. "We were sitting on the couch eating ice cream when I thought I saw the shadow of a mouse. I just knew it was something furry. But it was just a tangled ball of hair!"
"That's correct!" I grin. "And that means you still have a chance, Tris. A chance at remembering your life. I don't want you to worry so much, okay?" I cup her face, feeling the light of hope glimmer around us.
"Tobias, it's all because of you. You make me want to keep going, and the faith you have in me...in us...that is everything to me."
"I'll always be there for you, Tris. Always." I kiss her lips, a deep fire burning within me. And I just know, in this moment, that everything will be okay.
A/N: Hey guys! I'm sorry for missing a couple updates, it was my cousin's wedding and I didn't have time to write. But tell me how you liked this chapter!