(Alison POV)
"Who are you?" She asks me.
"What?" I ask.
"Who are you?" She asks me again.
I look at her weirdly.
"Ali..." I say.
"What are you to me?" She asks, skeptically.
I call on the doctor from the button by her bed.
"Emily—" I go to say but She cuts me off.
"Is that my name?" She asks.
"Yes, your name is Emily Catherine Fields." I say.
"Oh. What's your full name, Ali?" She asks.
"Alison Lauren DiLaurentis-Fields." I say proudly, because I'm her wife.
"We have the same last name? Are you my sister? You don't look like me..." She says.
"Emily, I'm your wife.." I say.
Just then the doctor walks in.
"Hey Emily, how are you feeling?" He asks.
"I don't know." She says.
I pull the doctor aside.
"She can't remember anything, I think she has amnesia..." I say.
"We'll run some tests." He says.
I nod and then they take the tests for about an hour.
While they do that, I go and check on Lily and Asher.
I walk into their room and a nurse is in there checking their stats.
"How are they doing?" I ask.
"They're good, they'll be able to check out in about an hour or so." She says.
I nod and she walks out.
"Hey guys, how do you feel?" I ask them as I run my hand through Asher's hair and holding Lily's hand, sitting between their beds.
"My head hurts." Lily says.
"I feel like poop mommy." Asher says.
I chuckle at his little comment.
"Guys?" I say.
"Yes mommy?" Lily asks.
"Your mama just woke up, and she didn't remember me. So she may not remember you guys okay? I just don't want you to be sad when she can't remember who you are. But she will probably remember who you are in a few weeks." I say and kiss both their heads.
"Why can't She remember us?" Asher asks
"Because when we crashed, she hit her head really hard. And there's different wired in our brains, and she accidentally cut the one that saves your memories but once it's healed, she will know who we are." I say.
They nod.
"That sucks." Asher says.
"Don't say that word." I say calmly.
"K." He says and rolls his eyes
Then I roll mine.
"Mommy, I'm hungry." Lily says.
"Okay, what do you want to eat?" I ask.
"I really want some french fries and chicken nuggets from McDonald's?" She asks.
"Okay... I'll get you some." I say.
Within the next 20 minutes I go across the street and get them their food and some smoothies.
