Post by Mimi on Aug 18, 2006 10:04:12 GMT -5
“I was in the pond kissing John,” Marlena said looking up at John. “What?” he asked her, looking for some recognition in her eyes that she knew him. What pond? “Oh my God,” she said bringing her hand to her mouth and covering it. “Where’s Roman? Did he see us? What happened John?” she said looking up at him. Roman would have killed her if he had seen her making out with John. Maybe he had seen them together and that’s why she was in the hospital. “I don’t know what to tell you,” John said. He was confused as to her line of thinking. Why would she be remembering Roman and a pond? It didn’t make a lot of sense to him. “Why was I taking sedatives. I wasn’t sick? Was I?” She looked up and John and then over to Alex. “Would someone tell me what is going on?” She pleaded frantically. None of this was making sense to her. “Marlena, what else can you tell me about yesterday?” Alex finally asked. Not knowing her complete history he was a little lost as to what she was remembering. “It’s rather personal and I don’t want to discuss it,” she said coldly to him. “It might help in your recovery?” he offered. “There is nothing to recover from. As Dr. Carter said, I had an allergic reaction to a sedative.” Looking over at John she asked, “Where is Roman?” “Roman is in Salem Doc?” he admitted, not wanting to make eye contact. “Why? John you’re scaring me with that look. He knows doesn’t he? Did he see us? Did you tell him?” Her questions became more and more frantic, her eyes pleasding with him to tell her the truth. “Doc,” John started, trying to choose his words carefully. “What do you think Roman knows about?” He looked over to Dr. North for guidance and Dr. North shook his head signaling that this was a safe line of questioning. “You know,” she whispered, “about us. Did he see us skinny dipping in the pond at Hot Springs.” “Hot springs?” John asked. Hot Springs? He hadn’t been to Hot Springs in over a decade. “Holy shit,” he thought. She was remembering the last time they were there together. “Earth to John,” Marlena said while waving her hand in front of his eyes, “You remember. You. Me. Warm water. Naked.” John clearly remembered that episode in his distant past with her. She was so beautiful and uninhibited in the water. Dr. North looked at the couple before him with curiosity. He was desperately trying to formulate a revised treatment plan in his head that would accommodate Marlena not regaining her memory sequentially. “I remember Doc,” he said shyly. “You should. It was just yesterday. If you hadn’t I would think that there was something wrong with your memory.” She kidded with him. “Seriously though, where is Rebecca and Roman?” Rebecca, now that was a name from the past, John thought. How the hell was he going to explain that it had been over 12 years since that night in Hot Springs? He was ecstatic that she remembered him, but in her mind she was married to Roman. This was so not how he wanted things to go. Why was she remembering this incident? “John, you’re scaring me,” she said. “Why won’t you tell me where Roman is.” “Hold on a moment,” John said as he walked over to Dr. North and gestured for him to follow him into the hallway. “What the hell do I tell her?” John asked Alex. “She is remembering something from 12 years ago when she was married to Roman. Now I am pleased as hell that she remembers me at least, and I don’t want to further fuck up her mind.” John was frantic. He disliked Alex and knew he was up to no good, but he couldn’t take the chance of not getting his advice. Marlena and her memory loss were so beyond the scope of what he was used to dealing with. He would never forgive himself if because of his stubbornness and not wanting Alex to treat her, her memory did not come back or was even further messed up. He was in a no-win situation as knew it. “John, most amnesiacs regain their memories a little differently than what we have here. Normally, one would expect a gradual return of memories in sequential order, with perhaps chunks of time missing. The missing time periods normally correspond to traumatic events that the psyche wants to forget. This is completely natural, and should not be alarming if it does happen. But, nothing about Marlenas case so far has been normal. I’ve told you before that I feel her amnesia was brought on by the culmination of psychological trauma. You know the specifics of her past, I only have a outline of the major events.” “How do I help her?” He asked, not wanting to hear Dr. North’s dissertation on his wife’s memory loss. Was he suggesting that the last 12 years were so traumatic for her that she blocked them out? “We need to create a supportive environment for her and allow her mind to catch up to the present.” “If you are suggesting that I let her believe she is married to Roman there is no fucking way. No. Forget about it.” John couldn’t believe the nerve of Dr. North to even suggest that. Roman was the cause of the problem, the hell if he was going to be the solution. “Mr. Black. This is not about you and your wants and needs. You are a complete person. You have your memories, Marlena does not.” “He is the cause of her amnesia. There is no way I am letting that bastard near her. Don’t even ask, because the answer is no.” “Since you technically hold her medical power of attorney I have to abide by your wishes. I will not involve Roman in her care, but you need to concoct a good reason why he won’t be around. I do have to caution you not to distort the sequence of events in her life in any manner or it may interfere with her recovery.” John Black thoroughly pissed off Dr. North. He always hated when possessive husbands tried to interfere with the recovery of their wives. They always ended up making things worse. Alex hoped that this would not be the case with Marlena. “Agreed,” John said as he reached out to shake Dr. North’s hand.
“John,” Marlena called from the bed. He had been out in the hall with Alex a little too long. “Yes,” he said as he approached her bed. “Where’s Roman?” “He was called back to Salem. The station needed him,” John lied. “Oh, does he know that I am here?” “Yes, I called him to let him know. He wants me to keep on eye on you,” John lied again. Technically it wasn’t a lie since 1993 Roman had no idea that he was having an affair with his wife. Roman trusted John implicitly back then. “Don’t worry about Roman, just concentrate on feeling better,” he said as he bent down and kissed her forehead. “I’m so glad that you are here with me. When I woke up I was confused as to why I was here. You know how I hate being a patient.” She looked down at her hands, “Hey, where’s my wedding band?” “Maybe it came off in the pond,” he lied. She thought she should be wearing Roman’s wedding band. That band was never going to touch her finger ever again. He would make sure of that. “Does anyone else know that I am here?” she asked him with a gleam in her eye? “Besides Roman? No, why do you ask?” “Come here then,” she said as she pulled on the lapels on his shirt, pulling him closer to his mouth. Dr. North saw where this was going and left the room. “I know I told you that we needed to find a way to stay away from each other. But I can’t stop thinking about you, wanting you. I knew you were with Rebecca in the room next door. I couldn’t stay and listen to you make love to her. I willed you to come to see me in the pond,” she admitted. “I know,” John replied as he captured her lips with his.
“John,” Marlena called from the bed. He had been out in the hall with Alex a little too long. “Yes,” he said as he approached her bed. “Where’s Roman?” “He was called back to Salem. The station needed him,” John lied. “Oh, does he know that I am here?” “Yes, I called him to let him know. He wants me to keep on eye on you,” John lied again. Technically it wasn’t a lie since 1993 Roman had no idea that he was having an affair with his wife. Roman trusted John implicitly back then. “Don’t worry about Roman, just concentrate on feeling better,” he said as he bent down and kissed her forehead. “I’m so glad that you are here with me. When I woke up I was confused as to why I was here. You know how I hate being a patient.” She looked down at her hands, “Hey, where’s my wedding band?” “Maybe it came off in the pond,” he lied. She thought she should be wearing Roman’s wedding band. That band was never going to touch her finger ever again. He would make sure of that. “Does anyone else know that I am here?” she asked him with a gleam in her eye? “Besides Roman? No, why do you ask?” “Come here then,” she said as she pulled on the lapels on his shirt, pulling him closer to his mouth. Dr. North saw where this was going and left the room. “I know I told you that we needed to find a way to stay away from each other. But I can’t stop thinking about you, wanting you. I knew you were with Rebecca in the room next door. I couldn’t stay and listen to you make love to her. I willed you to come to see me in the pond,” she admitted. “I know,” John replied as he captured her lips with his.
