I run out the room and frantically call for a Doctor, most likely looking like a mad woman. I almost drag the main doctor back in and bombard him with questions about how he has memory loss. "Well the bullet was silver and a small amount of that could've travelled to his heart or brain. I'm very shocked though that this has happened. Also, he was only out around 15 hours." He says and takes his leave to get some equipment. I go back towards the bed and sit down next to it, "C'mon baby, please remember." I say desperately. He laughs, his body trembling with happiness, "Of course I remember you. How could I not love, I was only messing." He replies with a grin on his face. My blood boils with anger and I storm out the room. I hear his calls for me but I'm too annoyed to reply. I go to th

