Stars Planets and Us (Ongoing)

Part 8: Amnesia

Theo Meyer POV.

I panic as I see Hannah in the floor being unable to breath. I don't know why but I wasn't able to breathe as well as my lungs felt like they didn't have any  oxygen at all. Seeing her in this state was really strange for me and I never expected to be this affected. Suddenly I was pushed apart by a nurse.

-Captain you have to leave the room we have to attend her now!-A nurse said desperately.

Without waiting for an answer I'm being pushed to the exit door, then it was locked by someone on the inside.

-Wait, open the door!-I say when I figure out Im not in there, but there was no answer, I keep still asking for it.

-Open the god damn door! It's and order!-I keep trying to get in for like 1 whole minute until the door opens. Doctor Sanchez and nurses make their way out silently.

-How is she?-I ask hurriedly.

-She is stable but needs extreme rest, this substance is still in her organism, and with her past records it's hard to predict her exact reaction to it.-States Sanchez but I'm more than confused.

Records?

-What records?-

-I thought you would be aware, it's in her medical file, she had an accident five years ago, very severe, broken ribs, bones, even got amnesia.

-what?-I ask feeling edgy, why didn't she told me about this? Well of course how could she if five years ago was when we...

Then everything started to make sense but I didn't want to believe it.accept it.

-Did you said amnesia?

-Correct, the file says temporarily but you know some memories must have been lost, or never recovered, it's quite normal if these memories are not refreshed. However she wen very well...

Now I understood why she was acting like she didn't knew me at all, it's because she doesn't actually know me, she doesn't remembers me. I thought she was being very immature like those years of the past. But I was so wrong... I suddenly feels the urge to apologize to her.

-Can I go see her?

-Of course captain, but you'll have to wait until she wakes up.-Doctor Sanchez says with a bit of intrigue in her voice. She must be wondering why so much concern from me over her.

-Sure.

The truth is, no one In this ship nor in the Space fleet know about me and Hannah's past. I wasn't sure about that before but now that I know Hannah doesn't remember anything, I'm am the only one who knows.

The only one who knows about our story.

And I prefer to keep it that way, at least until she remembers. If she ever remembers.

When I enter the room I see Hannah laying in bed, eyes closed, sleeping peacefully, there are tubes all over her arms and nose, to take out the strange substance from her system. Now she has even more tubes than a few hours ago.

A very unexpected impulse comes to my brain and before I can think about it I have my hands connected to hers. My thumb makes circles around her palm. As I continue to do this, her hand begins to move a bit as a reflex. Her skin is so soft, I remember she used to put hand cream all the time...I would buy her all flavors.

I sigh and lay in the small sofa next to the bed. I stare at her face features for a while before falling asleep.

Hannah POV.

I am having a weird dream.

Right now I am in an old house sited in a very old brown sofa, like the ones grandpa's use to have. In front of me there are many bookshelves, or it's just a massive bookshelve. I must be on the earth.