The next two weeks seemed to fly by. Every bit of information that they had gathered from the trace analysis and even what her body went through. Seemed to confirm the fact that she was Kelly Williams. There had been quite a few rescue efforts, and even recovery efforts to find the boat that she was supposed to be on, but it didn't seem that it was even in the area. There was no wreckage to be found at all. The doctors had also found that there were two massive brain bruises. One was a few days older than the rest. Or at least that's what they were guessing it was. There was no way to test to see how old it was; however, with the size in the way that it was shrinking, they had to assume that it had   been inflicted days prior. Benton didn't exactly like the way that that news had come out. The way that the doctors had explained it to him was basically that that wound was probably inflicted the day of the boating accident

    Kelly had   started to respond to her own name. She still had no memory of anything. She had noticed that about a week ago, people had started treating her a little bit differently, but she couldn’t put her finger on why. Everybody had acted the same until she fell asleep, and then the next day, when she woke up, everybody was a lot nicer to her period, even though people were pretty nice to her in the first place. She knew she didn't belong there. The idea that she was being taken care of by some secret billionaire who had his own compound that was literally built into a mountain was almost hilarious to her period. She didn't know if she had a good sense of humor or a dark sense of humor, but she just thought that that was absolutely hilarious. She wasn't that special. At least in her own mind, she never seemed to be. Right now she felt that way. She looked at her hands, and even though they were not completely scraped up, she had rea

      Benton had ordered all the supplies that he thought that she would like to have a say in area that was going to be hers for a while. He was still trying to work out how he was going to keep her there as long as he possibly could keep her there until she figured out exactly what she was going to do. There were still a lot of things that were going on that she didn't remember or couldn't afford to remember. When he had talked to the doctor again about her condition and the fact that it   seemed like there was some kind of mental block, there was almost like a wall.  He had learned that there were different types of amnesia, and she was suffering from one of the ones that could basically be because of a trauma that the brain was   saving the person from remembering. The way that it was explained to Benton was that the human body had a natural instinct to make sure that it protected itself. That included and d

    Benton knew that she was becoming more drained by the moment. She and a few times, and she even stretched her back in a way he hadn't seen her do before. Just sitting there for any period of time was putting pressure on her spine that she hadn't had there in a while. Her body was still recuperating even a few weeks after the fact from not only the fall but the walk. She was in good shape probably beforehand, but she had lost muscle mass because she had not eaten anything for quite a while. She was also learning about new foods because she couldn't remember anything that she liked. Benton took out the box that he had in his pocket in the jacket that he was wearing, and he handed it over to her, and she   looked at it like she had no idea what to do with it. “This is your present, Kelly. You can open the box.” Kelly looked at the box and had no idea how to open it. The look that was on her face was everything that she was trying

  Benton showed her around the room as she looked from the spot she had stopped in. she hadn’t said a word as she looked at everything with huge eyes. She had no concept of some of the things that were there. “Kelly?” he asked as he saw that she hadn’t moved. “Is everything okay?” “Fine.” She said as she looked at him and his grey eyes. This was one of the few times it seemed she had seen him without the special glasses he wore most of the time. Today it was his entire face. She then really looked him over as he stood there, slightly confused by her response. He was taller and more well built than he seemed in the medical bay. She had to wonder if he had been trying to make himself smaller while she was in the hospital bed. “I just need a moment.” She said as she looked up to him as he moved slightly closer to her but he didn’t overwhelm her. The tension when he got closer to her was easy to feel for the both of them. He was glad it wasn’t just him feeli