Starstruck

Journey looked between the boy and the guy. "I-I-I don't know you I don't know any of you!" she said nervously. "And I've never had a son. I don't know him. I don't know you." she said.

"What do you remember?" he asked her.

she looked around avioding looking at the kid and avoiding looking at him. "I got in my car, it was raining... I ran a red light, I don't know why... and then I wake up here." she said.

"Mommy." the little boy simply said.

"I'm sorry little one, I'm not your mom." she said, she was barefoot and her hair was wet from the rain, her wrists were so small that the hospital raclet threatened to come off. She was wearing a hospital gown and she was shaking.

Trent laid hsi head on Colt's shoulder tears filling his eyes.

"She doesn't love me." He whimpered softly.

"It's ok, mommy just doesn't remember who she is." He whispered.

"I. Am. Not. His. Mom!" She hissed.

"Journey, you are to his mother." Colt said softly. "It'll just take some time to remmeber that."

Journey looked at the little boy slouched on his father shoulders.

"How old is he?" she asked feeling helpless.

"He's six." he said.

"What's your name?" she asked.
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Colt hadn't really told Journey about their fight. He'd told her everything she needed to know, her name her age where she lived where they met. Trent sat in the back seat sleeping while Journey rested her head against the head rest.

"Hey, Colt?" she asked.

"Yeah, sweetheart?" he asked.

"Well, why did we never get married? Why didn't you and her... me... have any more kids?" she asked.

"I guess after we moved to our house I never really popped the question like I should've." He sighed. "I was busy alot the past few years so you didn't want anymore kids."

"You sure?" She asked.

"About the kids?" He asked, she nodded. "You always said Trent was a handful enough." He pulled up to their house and got Trent. He knew he needed to tell her about the fighting, but he wasn't sure he wanted to yet. He wasn't ready to talk about it.

"THis is nice." She said following him inside.

"If you want," He started almost grinding his teeth. "If it'll make you more comfortable I'll camp out down here."

Journey looked at him confused. "Why would you sleep down here? If we sleep upstairs together. I mean if she loved you, why wouldn't I?"

Colt looked away.

"She didn't love you did she?" Journey asked.

"Why do you say that?" he asked.

"Well, your a caring,loving obviously nothing wrong with you. Why doesn't she love you?" Journey couldn't help but ask. She felt like the person who was there wasn't the same woman.

Colt sat down and took a deep breath. "The past few years I haven't been that way. When we first met, I was. But then I inherited my dad's buisness and got caught up in it. I was rarely here and all. But then we got in a fight, and I saw what I was doin. I made it so that I only had to go to work every now and then. But...." He took a deep breath.

"But what?" SHe asked.

"It was too late. You took off. You stormed out." He said looking up at her.

Journey bit down on her bottom lip, he looked at her and she looked back and forth between the hardwood floor and the carpet.

"Mmm hm." Journey didn't know what else to add. "The way I see it I only have a couple of choices, I could either be your girlfriend, or ex girlfriend and stay pissed off at you, OR, I realize that I start over, kind of and I stay with you. Which one of those is it going to be?" she asked.

"I rather we start over. That's what I'd asked for when you said I didn't get it and you left." He said taking a deep breath and he looked up at her.

"Then the last one it is." She said nervously.

"You sure?" He asked soflty.

"Ya, um, can we take it slow?" She asked softly.

"I thought you might want me to stay down here until you got used to me, again." He smiled alitt.e

Journey shrugged. "I guess thats good." she said. "So what about the kid what do I do around here? Do I take him to school in a Pourche? Do I wear chandeiler earings? Do I have diamonds on my bras?" she growled.

"No, she's nothing like that?" he said.

"Well with this super model body I wouldn't be complaing either. Does she get plastic surgery?" she asked.

"Do you happen to hate her? Or yourself."

"Well she seems to have it made." she growled.

Colt looked at her and shrugged. "I don't know if she really thought that." HE shrugged. "From what I saw yo-her take Trent to school she didn't look any different then your pretty much do now. She wasn't conceited."

"That's good, I guess."

"How about you get some sleep." He said softly. "Come on, I'll show you our room." He took her upstairs and then went to make sure that Trent was still asleep.

Journey didn't reconize this room at all. But there was a familuar scent that ran across the room. It was some kind of perfume. She didn't nkw the nameof it but it was some type of perfume. She looked around the room. It was a big room with alot of color on the walls.

Colt walked back to their bed room and poked his head in. "The light dresser is yours." He smiled at her. "There are extra blankets in the trunk at the foot of the bed if you need them." He walked over and grabbed a few then grabbed his pillow.

"This is a big room." She said looking around.

"Ya." He smiled. "I'll be camped in Trent's room if you need anything, don't worry about waking me either."

Journey looked at him, just staring at him like he was a complete stranger. "OK." she whispered softly, not smiling, and not frowning.

"OK." he said back and turned around to walk out.

"Colt, wait." she said.

He turned around to stare at Journey not frowning or smiling. "Yes?"

"Thanks." she said. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Journ." he said and walked out of the room.

She felt a pain in her chest like a horrible pressure, she hurt knowing she couldn't remember as she sat on the bed for the longest time. Wondering what had happened. She felt as if she'd done something horrible, she felt so sad. Maybe she was remembering something... Maybe.

Colt woke up the next morning and streched his aching back. The floor wasn't the best place to sleep, but he would get over it. He got up and walked over to where Trent was asleep and he woke him up.

"Time to get ready for school, buddy." He said softly.

"I don't want to go." Trent moaned rolling over again.

"Come on, sooner you go sooner you'll get back." He said kissing Trent's forhead. "Get dressed and come on downstairs."

Colt walked down stairs and made a lunch for Trent and then made breakfast. He watched as Journey walked down stairs and then Trent behind her in his school clothes and a back pack.

"Morning, sunshine." He smiled at Journ handing Trent his lunch to attach to his back pack and then handed him breakfast. "I hope I didn't ruin this, I'm not hte best cook." he siled as he motioned to the food.

Journey shrugged. "Um. I guess." she said opening her eyes. "Have fun at school, Sugar baby." she said.

Journey didn't even notice when Colt froze in the act of grabbing the keys. There was complete silence. Journey turned to Colt. "I'm sorry did I say something?" she asked.

"Sugar Baby, you DO know you use to call him that before you well, got this." he said.

"I guess I have some type of memories. Like I remember what I call him, I remember what perfumes she wore, and didn't wear. I know which shirt is your favorite and I know thaat you hate cats." she shurgged.