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"Great, now she has lost her memory." Mark put his hands mid air for emphasis, but soon received glares from the medical team in the room for his sentence.
He sighed and looked at the lady who also had her eyes on him, her lips fairly parted.

"Miss, are you saying you don't remember who you are?"
She nodded in response.
"Not even your name?"

She rubbed her forehead with her right hand, as if propelling her brain to remind her.

"It is okay, don't force yourself, just relax." Mike assured her.

She rested her back on the pillow, looking at the bed's end.
Mark wondered what she was thinking and took in all of her facial feature, including the length of her black hair, which made her prettier even though her eyes spoke fear ever since she had awakened.
He made sure he studied her very well, she might be a considered project for his next painting.

As if very disturbed by his scrutinising, she looked at him with her black, glassy eyes.
She acted oblivious to the doctors and nurses hovering over her, checking stuff and stuff.

They held each other gazes for a long time. Mark could tell she was sorting out a lot of things, but nothing came out of it when she had a disappointed look on her face.
He decided to give her a reassuring smile, though he didn't know why he had to do it.

She turned her gaze to the team studying her heartbeat, playing with the hem of the blue bedsheet covering a large part of her.

As the team backed away to discuss her health status, Mark noticed her slowly closing her eyes and nodding her head slowly.

"Huh guys..."

"What is it Mark?" Mike asked, already irritated by him.

"She is closing her eyes. I think she is about to sleep."

The team looked at her, then at the machines surrounding her and nodded frantically to one another.
One of the doctors signalled to a nurse.

The brunette nurse walked dutifully to the patient's bed and helped her lay properly.

"She's asleep." She whispered to Mark who gave her a forced smile.

Like he didn't know.

He signalled to Mike to come over.
"I am leaving now. I've got an auctioning event to attend."

"Your work?"

"Yeah, the drawing of that girl that modeled for me in university. Huh... Rosie."

"Okay. You coming back?"

"Yeah, in the afternoon. Around two."

"Okay. See ya."

Mark nodded in response, taking one last look at the lady who was already in La-la land.
He nodded to others and went out, thinking of the cloth to wear to the auction, he could not afford to dress rough or wrong.

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Jennifer felt herself go into a much more deeper sleep. She had woken up at some point, she felt it.
But it at the same time felt like she did not wake up at all.

She wanted out of the darkness she had been travelling in for hours or maybe days.
She couldn't get out at all.
She couldn't reason out how she got into such deep darkness.

But one thing was consistent.

Francis laughter or maybe he said something, but it sounded like his laughter and she just wanted that laughter to persist, if she could hug it she would. Sh just wanted something to give a her just the littlest comfort.

She felt her body react to a touch, but she couldn't even turn to see the person.
But soon she heard a whisper.

"Jennifer,"

She frowned, well she thought she did, and wondered who it was.

Soon she saw a bright ,shining light.
She felt herself move towards it, at the same time, she felt herself leaving an attachment.

She could finally see her hands and legs.
She felt herself smile as she approached the light.
She entered it, walking, waiting for something to happen.

"Jennifer." She heard it again, but it was no longer a whisper.

"Jennifer." She immediately recognized the deep voice.

"Father!"

She saw a figure come out of the light. She smiled widely at the man in white who had a very familiar smile on.

"Father!" She ran to hug him ,but he stopped her with his hand.

"You shouldn't be here." He said sternly.

"Dad..." Her heart sunk to her stomach..

"Jenny, listen to me, you shouldn't be here at all."

"But dad, I dont even know how I got here."
She moved forward.
"Or do you know?"

"No dear. But you have to leave, when you get to earth, you'll figure it out."

She pressed her lips into a tight line.
'When she gets to earth?'

"Your mom says hi."

Her face lit.
"You've seen mom? Can I see her? Can't I stay with you guys?"

Her dad chuckled.
"I miss you and your blabber.You are not meant to be here.Your Mom and I love you. Take care. Now bye"
He motioned to her to leave.

She shook her shoulders like a girl deprived of her favourite candy.

She gave one last smile to her dad and walked towards the darkness that brought her there.

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"So I have had a DNA test done, turns out she is famous as he said. Name is Jennifer Lewis, MD of some architectural firm. But there is a problem."
Sergeant Cornelius told the two men as they stood in front of the ICU.

"What is the problem?" Mark asked.

"She is from Bahama." He paused,waiting for the men to react.

Mike raised a brow.
"So?"

"Seems like you guys have no idea of the feud between our country and Bahama. It is a feud that is in it's third century now."

"So how is that relating to her?" Mark asked,straightening his purple shirt.

"We can't get further information about her and her family and even if we do, investigation can't extend to Bahama."

"That is so messed up." Mark said.

"Now, we have to wait till she wakes up and gives us full details."

"Good luck with that." Mark murmured, causing the Sergeant to frown.

"She has woken up?"

"Yap and doesn't remember her name." Mike replied.

"Wash it damn!"

"Excuse me?" Mark asked wondering what he had just said.

"Oh just a thing I say. Anyways, I will be heading back to the office and see what more we can do."

The two men nodded and bade him farewell.

Mike faced Mark.
"I was right in the morning."

Mark frowned .
"As how?"

"He tried to hit on me before you came in. Told me I look sexy in my uniform. He is gay."

"So?"

"So? Damn it Mark, I am straight, I have a wife. I..."

"Okay we get it. What did you tell him?"

"That I wasn't interested?"
A shrug accompanied his statement.

"Well..."

"Dr Mike, she is awake."
Mark was interrupted by a nurse who came out of the room.

They both collected nose covers from the nurse and entered the room.

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