Love can heal

Maybe....

Tim's Pov

This guy Mark seems nice. He said he'll help me. I don't know why he called me his little biscuit. Were we close....did he always call me that...is there something important about that? Maybe I should asking questions for now it'll all come to me soon. I shook my head and sighed. I looked back at Mark. He looked at me and smiled. "Don't worry Tim I'll help you. So will Sean" "Who's that" I asked. Before Mark could answer my question the front door opened and a man stepped inside followed by a maybe 13 or 14 year old girl. "Mark I'm home" he said in an irish accent. I looked over him. He had pale skin, blue eyes, brown hair that was under an irish cap, a green hoodie, and jeans on. Mark smiled and pointed at the man "that's Sean" he said. I sank into the couch more this guy seems nice as well but I don't really want to bother him.

Sean's Pov

I noticed Sam and Mark sitting on the couch looking at me. They seemed to be covering something or someone but what or who. "What's wrong" I asked them a little worried. "Nothing's wrong with us...its Tim who needs help" said Sam. Tiny box Tim needs help....but didn't he....no he didn't that's great but...he needs help...for what...oh god I hope its not bad. I walked over to them and saw Tim sinking into the couch. "Tim are you alright" I asked him. "Yes sir I'm fine" he replied avoiding eye contact. Sir he never calls me sir. What's wrong with him. I placed a hand on his shoulder causing him to tense up. "Hey what's wrong Tim" I asked gently. He looked up at me. "I don't want to bother you sir. I don't know you but this guy Mark says you can help me" he said pointing at Mark. I stood there for a second. Tim doesn't know me? That's a joke right. We traveled together through septiplier lands, we were stuck together in a cell, we even fought side by side. Something's not right. "Tim please tell me you're joking right" I chuckled uncomfortably. "I wish it was but its not" said Mark. Tim looked at me in my eyes "I lost most of my memories"

Sammy's Pov

I watched as Daddy and dad talked to Tim. Tim said he doesn't know Sean. That's a joke right. "I lost most of my memories" I heard Tim say. Now everything makes sense. "How can we get his memories back" I said walking into the living room. The others looked at me. They thought for a second. Mark Sean and Sam shrugged. Tim seemed to be studying me. "Who are you" he asked me. I smiled "I'm Samantha most call me Sammy. I'm their daughter and my brother is upstairs sleeping" I replied. His eyes widened a little and he glanced at Mark and Sean before looking back at me and nodding. "Nice to meet you Sammy" He said. "Sammy do you have any ideas for getting Tim's memories back" I smiled "maybe..."