Kim always gets butterflies before one of Tommy's races. "Handsome please be careful."

"I am always careful besides I was just a power ranger," Tommy smiles down at his wife.

"Still race car driving is a dangerous sport and you seem to like danger."

Tommy runs a hand through Kim's hair. "You worry too much you little worrywart." "This race will be like all the other races have been." Tommy kisses Kim passionately before he puts on his helmet. "Look in no time I will have won the race and we will be out celebrating."

"Just be careful okay; promise me that you will be careful." Kim rubs Tommy's helmet. She always rubbed her husband's helmet for good luck.

Tommy pinches Kim's cheek before he walks out of his dressing room with Kim following close behind. He walks her to the pit where he places the headphone on her ears. "If I become too crazy than let me know." Tommy rubs his wife's cheek before he walks to the tracks.

Kim watches as the light changes from red, yellow, to green before the men are off. Come on Handsome please be careful. I have a strange feeling today.

Tommy smiles to himself. So far so good, I have only had to stop once to get a tired fixed and I am still in first place. Kim will soon see that this sport is not so dangerous. "Hey Kim, I told you I would be okay." Tommy rounds a corner.

"The race is not over yet buddy." Kim clutches the bird necklace he gave her. "Pay attention and stop talking to me." She bites her bottom lip.

"Honestly I want to hear your voice as I make it through the finish line." Tommy laughs. "You I like to hear your voice right before I reach my cli…"

"Thomas James Oliver," Kim says before blushing.

"What; it is not like we are two love sick teenagers back in high school." Tommy jokes. "Then again we did…"

"Tommy stop joking around and concentrate on that last turn." Kim tells her husband.

"Stop being so dramatic; sure thing Crane…" Tommy loses control of the wheel as another racecar hits him from behind.

Kim watches in horror as her husband's racecar begins to flip over. "Tommy," Kim screams. She sees paramedics and a fire truck rush to the scene. Kim tries to make her way to him but is held back by her uncle John.

"No Kimberly, we must wait till they tell us whether we have to go to the hospital or see him down in the infirmary," Uncle John tells her in a shakily voice.

"Forget that Tommy is hurt no time to wait," Kim struggles against him.

Uncle John sees a paramedic headed towards them. "See I told you."

The paramedic looked from Kim to Uncle John. "Mr. Oliver is unconscious and is being transported to the hospital by plane." He glances at Kim. "You may ride if you want."

Kim nods her head before she practically rips off her headphones.

"I will meet you there," Uncle John shakes his head as he sees how bad the car pileup is. "God please have mercy on everyone involved in the accident."

Kim rides in the plane and cannot take her eyes off Tommy. "Is he going to be alright?"

"There is no sure way to tell Mrs. Oliver; I am sorry," a paramedic tells her.

"He seems to not be too bad in shape," Kim pleads.

"Mr. Oliver will need tests run on him before I can be sure Mrs. Oliver." The paramedic gives Kim a sympathetic look. "I really am sorry."

"Thank you," Kim tells him before placing a hand through her husband's hand. Please be all right.

At the hospital, Tommy is undergoing tests and Kim cannot stop pacing.

"Kimberly please take a seat," Uncle John says.

Kim turns to her uncle. "I cannot take a seat when Tommy is having test run on him." "I cannot even call our parents to let them know." "Can you do that for me please."

"Okay Kimberly but you need to take a seat." Uncle John walks to a phone.

A few hours later, a doctor walks in. "Mrs. Oliver, I am Dr. O'Shea."

Kim nods her head. "How is he?"

"We had to induce him into a coma to stop any injury that may occur due to brain swelling." "Besides that he seems to be alright; no internal bleeding or broken bones."

"How long will he be in the coma?" Kim clutches her falcon and crane necklace.

"For a day or so." Dr. O'Shea checks his clipboard. "I need to talk to a few other patients' family members that were injured in the accident."

"Okay, I will just be in his room." Kim walks to Tommy's room. I wonder if this is how he felt when I was hurt due to Kat's actions.

The next morning Kim calls their friends. "No need for anyone to come; he is still in the coma."

"Just let us know if you need us," Adam tells Kim.

"I will," Kim hangs up the phone and watches Tommy.

Two hours later a nurse comes into the room. "Hello I am Nurse Anne and I will be checking your husband's vital signs."

Kim gives the nurse a weak smile. "Okay."

The nurse checks his vitals. "He seems to be doing well; I was watching when the terrible accident occurred." "I was on break and saw the whole incident."

"It was terrible." Kim turns her head. She did not want to discuss the accident.

The nurse took the hint and walked out the room.

Dr. O'Shea enters the room a few hours later. "Mrs. Oliver maybe you should go home and rest."

"No I need to be by his side." Kim holds Tommy's hand.

"A shower, a change of clothes, and a little rest will do you wonders." "I will contact you if there is any change with Mr. Oliver.

"I will do those things once he is awake," Kim firmly tells the doctor.

"Alright but if you change your mind than just let me know." Dr. O'Shea checks out a few machines hooked up to Tommy before he leaves the room.

Kim watches over Tommy for the next couple of hours and can barely keep her eyes open. She pops her eyes open when she hears a difference in a machine.

Tommy opens his eyes slowly. Whoa, my head hurts something terrible. He puts a hand to his temple. Ouch, what happened? Tommy looks around the room. What am I doing in a hospital?

"Oh Tommy you are awake," Kim looks at her husband with love in her eyes.

Huh, what is she doing here? "Uh Kim have you become a teenage doctor like off that show?

Kim smiles down at him. "Don't be silly; I am your wife."

"Wife but I am only eighteen and I highly doubt I would get married unless…" Tommy furrows his brows at Kim. "You are not pregnant are you?"

"No we decided to wait till we both have a comfortable spot in our careers." Kim peers at Tommy. "I will call the doctor." She presses the button.

"Careers but I am not finished with high school and you left." Tommy tries to sit up.

Kim helps Tommy sit up. Uh oh did he just say high school? "I hate to break it to you but we are 25 not eighteen and definitely not in high school anymore Toto." Kim looks worried.

Dr. O'Shea walks in. "Good you are awake." "How are you feeling Tommy?"

"Like a jackhammer is beating my head." Tommy rubs his head.

"I will give you something for that." Dr. O'Shea takes out a needle and sticks it into Tommy's IV. "That should help you real soon."

"Dr. O'Shea, Tommy seems to be experiencing memory loss or something? Kim tells him.

"What do you mean Mrs. Oliver?" Dr. O'Shea peers down at Tommy.

Kim glances at her husband. "He thinks we are in high school."

"How did you come to that conclusion?"

"Oh I don't know could be the fact that he just told me," Kim was irritated that Tommy's mind went to a time when they were obviously not together.

Tommy is feeling a little sleepy due to the medicine. "We are in high school and how did I get hurt?" He glances at Kim. "Did he call you Mrs. Oliver?"

Kim sighs. "See Doc, Tommy has either memory loss or has gone mental." "The thanks I get for watching over my hurt husband." Kim pokes out her lips.

"I get it; this is a practical joke," Tommy rubs his head. "Although one that hurts." Tommy shakes off his sleepiness. "Somehow Kim has become a teenage doctor or this girl is an imposter while the real Kim is living her life with her new boyfriend."

"We are not in high school anymore you bonehead." Kim stretches.

"What kind of cruel joke is this and how did she manage to pull this off?"

"I am your wife." Kim holds up her hand then points to Tommy's hand. "This is no joke Handsome; you were in a race car accident."

"A race car driver accident but I have been great so far." Tommy slightly shakes his head. "I have only been racing for a few months." "I cannot be married and 25 years old."

"It kind of frightened me too that I was 25 although it is not thirty or anything like that still…"

"Okay enough of that," Dr. O'Shea stops the couple.

"Sorry about that," Kim gives the Dr. an apologetic look. He looks about 45. "How long will the memory loss be?"

"I cannot say for sure; it could take a day to a few days, a month or months, even a year or some years till he is back to normal." It is Dr. O'Shea turn to give Kim an apologetic look. "It is hard to tell with a brain injury."

"What a minute," Tommy interrupts. "So what she is saying is true!" Tommy looks dumbfounded. He rubs his head again. "Can I have a mirror?"

Kim hands him one from her purse.

"My hair is to me neck and is that stubble?" Tommy peers at himself.

"You wanted a new look and you like stubble from time to time." Kim takes back her mirror. "How can we help him remember?"

"Tommy needs to do his regular routine minus the race car driving of course." Dr. O'Shea begins to perform little tests on Tommy and monitor his machines.

"Good maybe that will speed up the progress," Kim places her hand back into her husband's hand. "I know things will only get better from here my Falcon."

Tommy notices Kim's necklace dangling from her neck. "Did I buy you that?"

Kim nods her hand. "It was an anniversary gift to remind me that we are destined to be together for all eternity." "I wear it often especially when you race."