Michael Part II

No..

"Michael!" Mika yelled at his unconscious fiancé. "Michael, please wake-up! Don't do this to me now. Please..." Mika begged as he cried over Michael.

Mika picked up the phone and called for an ambulance. Fitz had already returned to the states. He sat next to Michael's motionless body.

Michael had had a seizure and wouldn't wake up. Mika dressed himself and put some clothes on Michael. When the paramedics arrived Mika was emotionally drained. He wasn't ready to lose Michael. He couldn't.

He called Paloma to drive him to the hospital. When they arrived the doctor told them that Michael was in a coma. His body couldn't handle everything that was going on.

Mika now sat next his fiancé. Would he ever have the chance to call him his husband, he thought to himself. He then broke down. Paloma tried to comfort him, but he pushed her aside.

"Just leave," he said coldly. "Leave me alone...now."

She sighed and exited the room.

"Michael, please wake up. I need you. I can't...I can't live without you," Mika said to Michael.

Two weeks went by before Michael had woken up. When he woke up he was confused, lost. No one was there when he woke up.

The nurse had to have the doctor give him a sedative to calm him down. "Don't worry Mr. Scott, Mika is on his way," the doctor said to him.

Michael gave her a confused look before he drifted off to sleep. He woke up to the sound of several voices. He didn't recognize them.

When he opened his eyes he saw four people. To his right was a very tall male who looked in his late 20s, maybe early 30s. He had messy brown curl hair. He looked worried.

To his left was a very similar looking male, but younger. Maybe his son or his brother. Next to him was a slightly shorter, younger male. He had blonde messy hair and looked more worried than the man to his right. Standing next to him was an older women, maybe their mother?

Michael looked at them all confused.

"Michael, how are you feeling?" The tall man to his right asked as he came closer to him. Michael shot him a more confused look.

"Dad! Are you okay?" The blonde male said as he approached Michael.

"I think you have the wrong room," Michael said causing them all to have stunned looks on their faces.

"Love, no. Are you feeling alright?" The tall male said as he placed the back of his hand onto Michael's head. Michael pushed his hand away.

"Love?" Michael questioned.

"Yes? It's what I always call you Michael? Mamma get the nurse, please," the tall man asked the older lady.

"My names not Michael. It's..." Michael struggled to finish his sentence. He didn't know who he was.

"Oh no.." Mika said.

"Mika, what's wrong with dad?" Ezra asked worriedly.

"Fortune, take Ezra to the waiting room," Mika asked Fortune.

Fortune nodded his head and dragged Ezra out. Mika stared at Michael.

"You don't know who I am?" He asked.

Michael shook his head 'no.'

Mika dropped into the chair next to him. A tear fell down his face as the doctor walked in with a nurse. She made everyone wait in the waiting room.

Twenty minutes later she came out to explain that Michael had lost his memory. She said with time it will hopefully return. Hopefully?

They all sat in the waiting room in silence. Mika finally got the courage and strength to go into Michael's room. He sat in the chair next to his bed and stared at the floor.

"I'm sorry that I don't remember you. I'm trying to, but I can't. I don't remember anything," Michael said looking at Mika.

Mika stood up and walked over to Michael. "Well I'm Mika," he said as he held out his hand.

Michael smiled and shook it, "nice to meet you Mika. Apparently I'm Michael," he laughed.

Mika giggled.

"You should do that more often," Michael told Mika.

Mika gave him a confused look.

"Giggle. You're cute when you do it," Michael said as he blushed.

"Why are you blushing?!" Mika laughed.

"I don't know!" Michael smiled. "You make me feel...good. I may not remember you, but I feel something. I can't explain it."

Mika smiled, "well maybe this will help.."

He leaned in and planted a kiss on Michael's lips. When he pulled back Michael begged for more. He gripped the back of Mika's head and pulled him back in. They kissed until they were interrupted by Ezra.

"Michael this is your..our son Ezra," Mika told Michael as Ezra slowly approached them.

"You really don't remember me?" Ezra asked as tears fell from his eyes.

Michael smiled and shook his head 'no.' "But I'd like to get to know you. Maybe something will trigger my memory."

Ezra nodded and left the room. Fortune and mamma took him home. He was too upset to talk to his father.

The doctor released Michael that day. All of his tests came back okay. She thought he'd he better at home surrounded by things that could help trigger his memory.

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