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Part 39

Deborah held Shawn's hand as the doctor checked him out. He didn't want her to let go. "Well, it looks like you are good. You are going to have a headache for a while, though."

"Anything as long as I have my memory back." He said, squeezing her hand.

Wilma walked into the room shocked and stared at their hands. "What is she doing here? Hasn't she done enough damage?"

"Thanks to her I have my memory back, mom."

"What? All of it?"

"Yes, mom. All of it."

"I need to call July, she should be here with you. Not her. July is your wife."

"Don't you dare call her. I'll deal with her later. I'm going to deal with you now."

"What do you mean, son?"

"You made me marry a woman I despise! How could you do that to me?"

"The DNA test came and Andrew is your son, he needed a father!"

"I would've been there for him without marrying July. Now she's having another kid."

"And you are where you're supposed to be."

"No, mom. I'm getting out of this marriage."

"What are you talking about? That's an outrage! What would people say of her? You would abandon her with two kids?"

"First, I don't care what people will say of her. She shouldn't have agreed with you to deceive me. And second, I wouldn't abandon her, I would take care of my kids."

"I would not permit this. We will not be the laughingstock of the town. You know how important her family is. We need them. We need their connections."

"Mom, listen to yourself! Can you think about me and my happiness for once? Would you really want me to stay in an unhappy marriage instead of being happy elsewhere?"

"She can't make you happy! She might have come from money from her father's side, but her mother's side wasn't wealthy enough. I know your father died and your brother took everything. What can you offer my son?"

"How do you know this?" Deborah asked.

"I know who your father was and I know who your mother was. And I know you weren't James' daughter."

"Who was my mother? Please, I've been looking for my family here."

Wilma laughed. "I'm not going to tell you. That would mean you would stay here and I want you out of this town, you hear me? Out!"

"Mom, you tell her right now who her family is!"

"Or what? What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry. I will find them. Even if it's the last thing I do." Deborah said.

"And I'll help you." Shawn kissed her hand.

Wilma huffed and puffed and left the room. Outside, she crashed into Nelson. "Nelson! What a pleasant surprise."

"Where's my money, Wilma?"

"I have to go to the bank and retrieve it. Hey, what do you think of that waitress my son has working at the diner?"

"Oh, that spicy little thing? I would like to tame her, make her respect me."

"I might have a job for you then."

"Another job? Remember you're still paying me for the last one and that was eighteen years ago."

"This one would be in the house, Nelson. Come by eight o'clock to get the money and I'll tell you all about it."

Inside the room, Deborah ran her fingers through Shawn's hair. "That feels good." He said.

"Should we be expecting your wife to come storming through?"

"Don't call her that, please."

"But that's what she is. And the mother of your children."

"Deborah, I can't tell you how sorry I am for putting you in this position. But I am going to fix this. We are going to be together. If you will still have me, of course."

"Of course I'll have you." She said, kissing his lips softly.

"Ok, Mr Wilson, I'm going to let you go, but you have to take it easy, okay?" The doctor said entering the room.

"Are you sure he's good to go?" Deborah asked worriedly.

"Yes, he's good."

Deborah helped him up and they headed outside the hospital and towards the car. He wanted to drive but she took the keys away from him. "I don't think it is a good idea that you drive."

"You heard the doctor, I am fine."

"I'm going to drive. To the cabin?" She asked as she turned on the car.

"No. You better dropped me off at the house. I need to take care of this."

"Shawn, it's late. Are you sure? I'm sure your mother already called her and gave her a heads up."

He grabbed her hand. "Deborah, it's fine. I have to do this. Okay? I love you."

She looked at him as tears formed in her eyes. She hadn't heard him say those words before. "I love you, too." She responded.

She dropped him off in front of the house. "Go ahead and head to the cabin. I'll find a ride. I don't know how long this is going to take."

"Okay, please be safe. Remember the doctor told you to take it easy."

"I will. You should be safe on the road." He blew her a kiss and walked inside the house. It was quiet. "July!" He called. All the lights on the first floor were off. He climbed the stairs to their room and found her in bed. "July, get up. We need to talk." He said sitting on the edge of the bed. She wouldn't respond to him. He nudged her and she wouldn't budge. "July!" He yelled, shaking her. As he shook her, her hand opened and a bottle of pills fell. He grabbed the bottle and cussed. He grabbed the phone and called the ambulance.