Becka 4

Slowly threw the darkness she heard a familiar voice. Mal was angry. She could tell. He was using his quiet voice that held a dark sinister tone in it. "You told me the damage was located in the part of her brain with memory. Why is she bleeding and passing out? You told me she was healthy. " 

"She is healthy Sheriff. I don't understand how this happened. Its not medically possible. Her scar tissue has started getting inflamed in part. Like its trying to heal or rebuild tissue. Look at this MRI, you see here this part of her brain has already changed the scar tissue into healthy cells. Working brain tissue. Thatisnt medically possible sheriff. Not without extensive experimental trials in gene therapy which is illegal to do with the brain. " 

Becka opened her eyes and rolled over sitting up with her elbow. "Mal? W-what's wrong with me?" 

Malcolm moved to her side with his fake smile in place telling her "You're fine kiddo. Really better than fine. The doc here says that your healthy as a horse!" 

Becka rolled her eyes "Mal..." 

Malcolm came clean with a tense look in his eyes. "Theyre not sure what's going on with you... They said you could have passed out from some swelling in your brain..."

Becka blinked owlishly. "Am I sick?" 

The doctor stepped up "No you're actually very fit. You see you're brain seems to be rebuilding healthy brain cells to replace your scar tissue in the brain. It's remarkable really. A medical miracle. You might eventually gain some pieces of your memory back. It's a long shot though." 

Becka looked to Mal saying "I want to go home... Now." this was serious news that shocked and confused her. 

The doctor spoke up "Actually we'd like to keep you for observation." 

Becka shook her head and told Mal "Take me home Mal. I want to go home!" she didn't like how interested the doctor was in her predicament. 

Mal saw her unease and nodded "Sorry Doc. We're going home." 

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Mal drove in silence for about 10 mins till he finally asked "you've been having headaches? Why didn't you tell me? Your friends told me this has been going on for months. Why keep it from me kid?" he sounded worse than mad. He sounded hurt. The one thing she could handle. 

"I didn't want you paying for more expensive dr bills. They were just head aches Mal." becka said quietly.

Mals knuckles went white as he gripped the wheel. "It wasn't just headaches! Your brain has been swelling! That's serious! Next time you tell me when your in pain! No matter what do you hear me?" 

Becka blushed embarrassed and nodded "I will..." 

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It was around 12 at night and becka heard a tapping at her window. She blinked sleepily and rolled out of bed and thought it was (teal girl) "What are you doing here its midnight-" she opened the curtain to find brennan standing out her window. 

Becka shut the  curtain since she was only wearing a long shirt and panties. She put on some shorts and opened the window again "How did you find out where I live? Do you know my dads the Sherrif?" 

Brennan smirked cockily "It was easy and I think I can take care of myself. I was worried when you passed out... You were bleeding... Are you sick? Is it something to do with that scar?" his face turns serious and it was dark out but becka could have sworn his eyes held a little hope mixed with fear. 

Becka looked at him sternly "No I'm not sick! Well... Not really... I don't know thats never happened before... Why am I telling you this I don't even know you!" she whispered so as not to wake Mal. 

Brennan leaned into her window and asked again "What happened to you? How'd you get that scar?" 

Becka glared daggers at him hissing at him. "Listen this isn't some carnie freak show! If you just came here to gawk at my scar  then get the hell out!" 

Brennan reached out taking her wrist in his hand keeping gher from pulling away. She noticed his hand was really warm. "I'm not here for that... I just...need to know... Please." 

Becka heard a bit of pleading in his voice. She felt a bit of her headache coming back. "I... I m not exactly sure what happened to me... I don't even know who I really am... Mal-my dad... He found and saved me. I was drowning in a river..." she felt his hand grip her harder. "... My head was busted and I was drowning and he saved me. That's all I remember. I don't remember who I am or if anyone  cared that I nearly drowned or if my parents drowned or if I even had parents..."

Brennan looked into her face searching for something.  But what?