Rose rushed upstairs as soon as she heard the loud noise. She knew well what it meant. Maxence had woken up and he had tried to get up. She cursed herself. She should have known. She should have left a note for him not to try. He maybe had hurt himself in his fall. Since he couldn't feel or move his legs, he wouldn't know. And if he had fallen the wrong way... There were multiple reasons for her to be afraid as she was climbing the stairs, but none of them was about him finding out who he truly was. She should know better. One day or another, his memories would obviously come back to him. She had thought it wouldn't be so long, but she had also hoped that it would last for a while.
She had found out Maxence's true nature a few weeks after he gave her the watch. It appeared it could talk to her. She had been intrigued and had written down everything she could hear. She had found his space ship and made connections. She hadn't run away. She had stayed with him. She had known ever since that his memories would come back, that he would leave and get back to the planet he belonged to. However, she hadn't been able to stop herself from falling in love with that version of him. And now, they were married and had a family together. What would they do for that? Would he just leave them? Rose knew she couldn't force him to stay. It wasn't her right. But she would be heartbroken if he chose to leave them behind.
No wonder why the doctors thought there were anomalies in his blood and x-rays. It simply was because he wasn't human and they couldn't find out about his real nature. If they did, they would definitely want him as a science experiment, and Rose would never accept that. She had to protect him at all costs. That's why she had kept so silent about what she knew. She hadn't talked to anyone about her husband real nature. Not even to him. How would he react when he would find out that she knew? He would be surprised. Or ashamed. Who knew? There surely was a reason why his memories had disappeared. Had he erased his own memories? Or had his accident caused it?
Rose entered the bedroom and found her husband crawling on the ground as he was trying to get up. She helped him and forced him to sit down on the bed. She held him close to her and made sure he wasn't hurt. He had fallen the right way. If there was any right way to fall.
"You alright?"
"That's not what I'd say," he replied bitterly.
"You can't get up yet."
"I can't get up at all, you mean."
"Max..."
"Maxence Spitz has never existed. This is not my name."
Rose's heart fell in her chest. She looked around and saw the open watch on the bed. Whatever that small object had told him, it had brought his memory back. What were they gonna do now?
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Down to Earth
Fanfiction"Instead of killing himself, he could rewrite his whole life and have a better one. He only had to use the Chameleon arch. And maybe finally be happy in a life where his past as killer wouldn't weight so much on his shoulders."
