OUR MEMORIES
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: TWISTED ROSALIA
CONCLUSION/FINALE

The first thing I hear is muffled, incoherent voices. My sensitive eyes are greeted by the harsh, midday sunlight that sparkles through the window.

"She's awake..." A female voice gasps out in awe to her comrades. I feel the bed sheets crinkle slightly, as she walks closer towards me and asks softly, "How do you feel?"

"Her voice..."

"I-I'm..." My weak voice responds, "Alive...?"

"Yes...The focus on your heart was removed. You're safe..." A slightly choked up voice forces out.

"And his too...They sound familiar..."

"I see...And the others...?" I whisper, as my eyes start to adjust to the light.

A cocky-sounding voice chortles next to me, "They're acting like the whole thing was a bad dream..." My nose caught a whiff of that distinctive, sharp scent that only meant one thing:

Gabriel Cunningham was nearby.

Portland

"Dammit! Can't you do anything right you moron !?" The female paramedic screeches, pulling at her intern's jacket so that they were face to face. He shivers at the harsh tone of voice that his chief has and tries to pry her hands off of him.

"Maria's busy breaking noses as usual..."

A fellow colleague lightly brushes his hand against the hot-tempered Hispanic, attempting to calm her down. She jumps slightly from the contact and then bares her pearly white fangs; spins on her heels, pulls back her fist and punches him square in the nose.

ATLUS Mall

The cheerful orthopaedic surgeon chuckles as he calls out to Claire asking her to slow down, so he could catch up. She turns her head slightly and laughs in response and decides to take a few bags from him. Gently, she brushes her lips against his cheek.

"Hank's finally putting himself out there..."

A high-pitched scream resonates throughout the mall. Hank's face drops slightly and vanishes at the speed of light.

Tomoe's Home

The scent of jasmine creeps around the small condo as the faint sound of scratching against a crisp piece of parchment paper can be heard, as the Japanese doctor finishes up her recent letter to her father.

"And who knows what Dr. Tachibana is up to..."

"Milady..." Hanzou begins, bowing slightly in front of her, "Pardon for my interruption, but the operation begins in approximately 15 minutes..."

Tomoe seals up the letter and snuffs out the candle, which was lit next to her mother's photo, "Thank you Hanzou...I shall head over there immediately..." She softly speaks, before teleporting away.

Portland Prison

Lifting up his head, the surgeon notices Agent Holden walking towards him with hints of a tiny grin forming on his face, as he hands him a clipboard with a few papers attached. Eagerly, the surgeon begins to read.

"Lastly, the kid went back to prison, however..."

A small chuckle echoes throughout the cell. The prisoner's face brightens up and smiles at the news he had been given.

"His conditions have changed somewhat..."

Naomi's Room

Slowly, I pull my body upright to try and sit up. My hand overlaps the tender wound to give it a miniscule amount of comfort. My voice catches in my throat.

"What are they doing here !?"

I lock eyes with a woman with blonde hair and then a surgeon wearing glasses. Standing at the end of my bed, they are wearing a gentle smile and a nervous grin respectively.

"Derek...? Angela...!?" I breathe out in shock, "Wh-What are..."

Derek clears his throat before speaking, "We received word that...You had collapsed. We instantly assumed it was your genetic disease making its final assault, but we had a tip off from one of the staff here that it wasn't that..." His voice was serious and had an underlying tone of deep worry woven into it.

"What I wanna know is; what the hell were you thinking?" Gabe butts into the conversation with a firm glare directed out of the nearby window, "Why didn't you notify us sooner?" His alert, amber eyes drifted back to me, "We could've helped you!"

"He should know why..." I think to myself, as my fingers brush away a few loose silver locks from my face.

Leisurely, I release a long breath and meet his gaze, "Didn't you get the diagnosis from Derek?" I answer coolly and calmly, "I'm going to die Gabe...I thought that, when my heart gave out...It would finally be the end."

"Dr. Kimishima..." Angela laments sadly, "You can't give up! There's someone that still needs-"

"I know," I reply shakily cutting her off, "Even if it is for a little while longer..."

"Now," Gabe sighs loudly reaching for my shoulder and squeezing it slightly, "I wouldn't be so sure about that." He half-heartedly laughs, as he flicks the cigarette from his mouth towards the nearest bin.

My head snaps up to meet the trio exchanging gazes and smiles, like they're silently sending encouraging messages to one another mentally, "...What?" I blurt out dumbfounded.

"Dr. Kimishima..." Derek starts with his hazel eyes scanning over a clipboard. My throat runs dry. His eyes send me a reassuring guise, whilst he continues, "On behalf of the staff of Caduceus and Resurgam First Care." He withdrew a long breath and boldly states, "I'm proud to declare that the dormant disease you had has completely vanished."

"What...are you saying...?" My voice trembles seeing that my hands begin to twitch slightly, "I know I'm-"

"That's just it Naomi." Gabe remarks, while he takes the charts from Derek with a large smirk on his face.

"You aren't going to die..." Angela speaks softly, "The disease factor in your cells was exterminated by the Rosalia Virus."

My throat releases a sharp inhale, at the same time as I felt the overwhelming tears cascade down my face, "Th-that's means I'm...G-going to live!" I cry out in joy. Trembling, my cold hand covers my mouth, whilst I attempt to process the glorious piece of news.

"I'll be able to spend more time with Alyssa! I won't have to pull myself reluctantly out of bed each and every morning pondering whether I'll be knocking at Death's door and being asked to enter!"

"Don't start celebrating just yet," Gabe exhales seriously, "There's a chance of relapse." He shrugs his shoulders, "But y'know we ain't psychic or anything, so we don't know for certain..."

"But, we want you to look forward to living your life." Derek grins, loosely placing his arm around his assistant, who seemed to be close to crying herself.

The doors smash open. The book the girl was holding lands on the floor with a thud! A young voice gasps loudly. Then, charges towards the bed. Her hands curling into tiny fists and her auburn locks flying around in all directions.

"Naomi!" Alyssa shrieks ecstatically, relieved to see me welcoming her with open arms.

"Alyssa!" I sob, wrapping my thin arms around the little girl and hugging her tightly. Drawing circles on her back, whilst my daughter cries heavily with delight and an elevated emotion of contentment, "Thank you... Thank you so much!" I whisper into her unscarred ear.

That brings us to the end of Our Memories ladies and gentlemen, there is a HUGE list of people I'd love to thank for their support and assistance as I developed this story:

Firstly, I want to thank my beta-reader who was helped me immensely during these last few chapters to help keep the storyline correctly worded and up to the best it can be:

MoonCat! I cannot express how thankful I am for all your help!

Next it's to my alerters and favouriters who are probably lucky enough to be the first few to read this:

Magicalfish13, Torataro, MissNessarose, TheDragonLover, Zantana, Zeldafan-11, kadabrafreak890, 1JennyFan, ZanyNeko, Alice Kettle, Rui Natalia, Liliafax, cami3007, someone else tomorrow! I really hope you enjoyed this as much as I was, when I wrote this!

A shout-out to the "Trauma Team" community and a huge thank you for helping readers find the story easier and giving me a blimming HUGE surprise and a grin across my face when I saw that you added not one, but two of my stories to it!

Another shout-out to all the readers out there however many of you there are! Again, I hope that you enjoyed reading this story as well and if you have any ideas for future stories and then don't be afraid to suggest them!

And finally a MASSIVE thank you to every single reviewer that reviewed! Whilst this story may be marked as "Complete" now, I can still take requests for ANY scene within the game if you still want one done! (That is... If you're not bored of this story already ^^; )

There's: patricia, LittleGuyLover, Zany Fanatic, Indochine Ramera, Alice Kettle, Rui Alonzo, Anonymous, Team SilverHawk, MoonCat (I am really sorry that you had to wait ages for your requests XD), mantinemaniac, SuzakusWings, Liliafax and kadabrafreak890, MissNessarose, Angel's Loyalty, Arklight, Zany, 5348 and Naomi's Loyalty!

One last thank you to: Mario41001 for your Trauma Team walkthrough videos! Without them, I wouldn't even know about Trauma Team's storyline and I wouldn't have had any inspiration to make these stories!

^ I wasn't kidding when I said there was a huge list XD

But anyways... I bet some of you thought after reading this "Aww... It's over now" ... Other might've gone, "It's supposed to be the end, but... *looks at the scroll bar* there is quite a bit left... Don't tell me, there's a HUGE rambling from her isn't there?"

Nope... This idea for the final part where Gabe has his legendary "breaking the fourth wall for the third time" achievement actually came to me once I watched Naomi's facial reactions in the finale for about the 5th time... Where's Chloe in all of this?

You are about to find out... :D

Resurgam Rooftop - Gabe's POV

With a large smirk on my face, I light another cigarette and stole a long inhale of the tobacco-y goodness, whilst I slipped my lighter back into my pocket. It feels fantastic to be able to sit back and relax now after everything that's happened over the past fortnight.

"Looks like its all come to an end..." I murmur looking up at the sky. Something soft nudges at my hand and make a little...Purring sound, "Huh?" I glanced down to see a small, thin black cat lying down with heavy eyelids and a tail neatly curled around its left leg.

Hesitantly, I lift up the cat to my eye level and jokingly remark, "You look beat... You want me to examine you?"

The cat meows lightly in response and places its paw against my cheek in response. I laugh loudly and then place the cat onto my lap. Chloe meows again and begins kneading her tiny paws into my left leg.

"It's oddly satisfying seeing a cat sniff around and make its territory comfortable, but does it have to goddamn claw at my legs first !?"

Hissing in pain, I pull the cat off my leg and bring her back to eye level, "No! Stop that...It hurts." I stare at the cat waiting for some sort of reaction. After a few seconds, Chloe mews cutely and blinks those glistening golden orbs of hers.

I sigh loudly and plop the cat back onto my lap again. Jeez... Who knew cats could be so difficult to handle? Chloe resumed kneading my leg like a baker does with a piece of dough, still purring away.

I looked up at the sky again to see small flickers of gold flying across the fluffy white clouds. My face crumples into a frown whilst I ponder about the possibility of another Rosalia outbreak next year, when they return.

Greedily inhaling another dose of nicotine, I glance back down at the cat that had peacefully fallen asleep.

"Yeah, well I'm not surprised you're tired..." I mutter stroking the cat's head, "You did well at making yourself quite comfortable there."

There's another problem that has been lingering on my mind too... If there was another Rosalia Outbreak, then would Caduceus' Research and Development department have enough precious time to spare to craft an antiserum without the help of flowers?

"Heh... Who knows," I snigger out loud, "All I should be worrying about right now is where my rustic clinic is going!" Tucking my hands behind my head, I lie down against the cold metal of the rooftop and watch the sea of sunshine drift its way home again...

Thank you once again and look out for some of the following stories:

Adjustment Series:

Adjusting to Parenthood:

Naomi starts learning the real ups and downs of parenting, however her past is beginning to get in the way of it (For readers currently reading this, there is a chance that it will be taken down and revised much more thoroughly this time around)

Adjusting My Behaviour:

Maria decides that after the Rosalia Outbreak, she should wise up a little bit and accept some people for whom they are... On top of that, she also slowly learns that asking for help early on isn't such a bad thing.

Adjusting My Costume:

Hank's second life is not going to fabulous at the moment and with the extra food he's started eating... A trip down to a seamstress might be in order (Don't expect this one to be as long as the other two, since Hank hasn't really got much loose ends in his storyline to tie up)

Adjusting My Path:

Tomoe is called back to Japan, but this time around it is a more pleasant atmosphere. Or so she thinks... (Again, this one won't be too long, since Tomoe hasn't got any loose ends to tie up either)

Adjusting To RONI...Again:

Just when Gabe was becoming used to doing things manually, Esha decides to help out with the workload and shove a newer RONI into his office!

Adjusting To My New Life:

Join CR as he begins to become reacquainted with some old faces, whilst he works off his sentence and learns to loosen up a little bit. Until everyone else decides that he isn't doing such a great job...

Adjusting To Death:

Rosalia awakens after the epidemic to discover a strange, young male that makes her blush slightly whenever he whispers her name. As much as she wants to open up to him, there's the annoying feature that gets in the way: Neither of them can let go of their loved ones.

Surgical Rose :3