It had been twenty minutes since Dr. Kale had disappeared with a scared looking Angela into Room 715. In the meantime Cory and I had been discussing all the possibilities. What if Shawn remembered? What if he didn't? What should we tell him if he doesn't? What should we tell him if he does? But after we'd solidified our thoughts into agreeable terms we'd both fallen silent, waiting to see what would await us inside the door. I was sitting in a chair, Cory was pacing up and down. The clock across from me said twenty minutes, but it felt like much longer - hours at the very least, maybe the clock was broken. I glanced at my watch. It read the same time as the clock.

Cory threw himself impatiently into the chair next to mine and grabbed my hand just as suddenly. I brought our hands up to my face and kissed his. His fingers were stroking mine with a nervous air. Just then the doctor opened the door and snuck out of the room seemingly on tip toe, closing it quietly behind him. Cory was already standing up again, as if he'd thrown himself into the standing position as quickly as he'd exasperatedly thrown himself into the chair not half a minute ago. I shook my head fighting a grin that didn't make sense under the circumstances; it's just that Cory's so cute when he's uneasy, which he always seems to be. I stood up more gracefully than my husband and intertwined my fingers with his.

"So?" Cory said, "What's the story doc? What's going on?"

The doctor smirked at us with obvious humor.

"I have to say, Shawn's mental progress is greatly improving every second he's awake. From the conversation I observed, it seems that at first he barely had any memory at all, but at the slightest bit of coaxing and reminding his memory is able to come flooding back like water out of a breached dam. Here's Shawn's half of the conversation with Ms. Moore. He's writing because he can't talk just yet due to the recently removed breathing tube."

He handed us a piece of legal pad paper with Shawn's familiar scrawl written on it. A wave of emotion hit me and my eyes teared up, but I stopped the tears from falling before I got carried away.

"So he's okay?" Cory asked incredulously, "He's going to be okay and remember us?"

"Well the official tests haven't been performed, but I honestly believe that yes, he'll be at least ninety-nine percent himself at the end of this… But there is something else I wanted to ask." Cory's arm casually went around my waist and I felt him hug me as his face drooped a bit in loss of excitement. But the doctor grinned unexpectedly, a glint in his eye.

"Have they always been this…shall I say - clingy?"

Cory burst out laughing as I sputtered incredulously, "They're making out in there, aren't they?!"

Cory added his own,, "That a'boy Shawnie! Nothing can stop him from wooing a lady. He's still got it!" Then he burst into a fit of giggles. I was laughing pretty erratically too.

"So that's normal behavior then?" Doctor Kale asked, a wide smile on his face as he shared in our joke from the outside of the loop.

"Doc, if you mean is it normal for them to be super-glued together by the lips, then the answer is yes. All the time. Constantly. The day I hear either one of them say they didn't make out with the other one that hour I'll bring 'em back here for the psych ward to look after." Cory was nudging the doctor with his eyebrows raised.

Doctor Kale chuckled, "Alright, well I thought I'd leave them alone to be reacquainted, then I'd send both of you in. Seeing as he does not seem very disoriented, I think you can all be in there at the same time. But if he does seem to get overwhelmed be ready to leave the roomto give him a breather at least for a little bit." Cory nodded but I made a mental note to drag him out by the collar if I had to.

So he was fine. I gave Cory a meaningful look, and catching my eye I think he caught my train of thought as well. He nodded, still smiling. It was infectious.

After another few minutes for the couple to make up for lost time Dr. Kale knocked on the door, Cory and I hot on his heels.

Sure enough once the door opened we found Angela sitting on the edge of Shawn's bed, one hand clutching the back of Shawn's bandaged head, the other holding onto the metal bed frame to keep her balance. Shawn meanwhile had his good hand locked firmly behind Angela's neck. Neither one of them regarded the knock, they just kept their eyes shut and mouths passionately moving as if one of them only had a moment left to live.

"Shawnie?" Cory murmured as if he didn't believe his own word. Usually he would quip something humorous like, "Hi, how's it going." to quell the happy couple into embarrassment, but I think all of us realized the delicateness of the situation. After going that long without him, and worrying that much over him, the first thing Cory would say to Shawn would have to be something mushy and questionable of his masculinity… Unless you know Cory as well as I do. When it comes down to it, especially in the bedroom, there is no question about his sexuality. It didn't matter what kind of bogus things he'd ever said to his best friend, there was no way Cory Matthews could do exactly what he does without being straight. I smirked inwardly at the thought, almost blushing.

Meanwhile at my husband's softly uttered word both Shawn and Angela seemed to realize that we were there and broke apart simultaneously. Angela took a step back blushing, but unmistakably happy with herself. Shawn meanwhile turned his attention to one person in the room and beamed. He grabbed a pen and scribbled down one word in giant letters, holding up the legal pad excitedly.

CORY!!!

Then Shawn threw the pad down on his lap and thrust his arm out, silently mouthing Cory's name. His facial expression was exactly that of when they were little and would burst into a victory dance for something or another. They had a whole choreographed routine for it too.

And with that Cory was across the room and hugging his best friend, who appeared to be trying to squeeze the life out of him with his good arm.

"You have no idea how much I missed you buddy." Cory whispered almost inaudibly. His voice broke when he said it and his eyes were watering when he took a step back. Shawn nodded.

"Shawn?" I said, a little uneasily. I felt like I was being forgotten in the back of the room, but at the same time I wanted the boys to have their moment. He flipped the page then wrote again.

Topanga! Get over here and hug me!

His chin went down in a smirk and he used one finger to beckon me. I giggled as I walked across the room. I hoped this wasn't a dream. But when I got there he really hugged me, and it was unbelievable to feel his arm around me with vigor after days of watching his lifeless body. He rubbed his hand across my back a few times. By the time I stepped back I was amazed to find myself crying - wasn't I laughing a moment ago?

"Don't you ever scare us like that again." I said shakily pointing a finger at him and wiping my eyes.

No promises. Doesn't everyone like being struck down by rampaging trucks? He wrote.

I wasn't sure whether to burst out laughing or hit him. I settled for shaking my head in frustration and kissing him on the cheek.

For the rest of the night, we all pulled up chairs and started reminiscing. Doctor Kale suggested it, to try and renew any lost memories. He'd almost described it as a chore. He'd said to, "Pick through each year of your life and try to come up with as many events involving Shawn as possible for each person, then just talk through each one." It was uncanny how much it resembled some sort of Feeny assignment in description. But once we got going none of us could stop laughing. I never realized how many stories we had before. And we also realized how holey Shawn's memory was. Every few stories he wouldn't know what was going on, asking a question because he had no idea what we were talking about, but after a sentence or two it would come flooding back. It must be a weird sensation.

It was during a recent story about Angela's father that Shawn looked at me with wide eyes and panic on his face. Cory was going on and on abut the ROTC thing and Angela was giggling, only I noticed.

"Shawn? What?" I said giving him a weird look in return. Cory stopped abruptly as all eyes turned to Shawn. He quelled under the sudden attention, bringing a smile to his face forcibly, but again, I was the only one to notice.

Nothing. Just another memory I suddenly remembered. That's all - it's a little flustering having all of these coming at you at once.

Cory continued with his story, but Shawn kept eye contact with me for a few tense seconds more. Then he shook his head. And we fell back into the care-free happy flashbacks.

A few minutes later Shawn tapped me on the arm. "Yes?" I said, he looked really confused, he raised an eyebrow at me.

Have we ever…Did we kiss at some point? Why do I remember making out with you?

I burst out laughing and Cory's ears turned red. Angela muttered, "Oh Lord. Why would you open that topic up again?!" But Shawn still looked confused from one face to the next and I explained the story of the freshmen video. By the end of it he was laughing too.

"Is that the memory you had before?" I asked. His smile lessened a little bit, but noticing Angela's eyes he picked it back up again.

Um.. no. Hey tell me about -

And with that we talked the rest of the night, recreating Shawn's memory status one block at a time. Finally Shawn started getting groggy on us and the doctor told us we should let him sleep. While Angela was talking to the doctor Shawn hurriedly scrawled something down on a piece of paper ripping it off and handing it to me as discreetly as possible.

Come back after Angela leaves. I have something important to ask you.

I crumpled up the paper and nodded meaningfully at him, just before Angela came back in. Shawn already had the seriousness wiped off his face as he kissed her goodnight.

I casually dropped my purse under the bed. No one noticed. I left it there as everyone headed for the doors and started for the parking lot. I strategically waited until just as the elevator doors opened to exclaim, "Oh no! I think I left my purse in the room. Hold on, I'll meet you two at the car." And with that I turned around and headed back to 715. "Okay." Cory said. Just as I rounded the corner I heard the elevator close behind me.

"I left my purse." I said sheepishly to a surprised Doctor Kale in the hallway who'd obviously thought I'd left already. "It'll only take a minute." And with that I opened the door to 715.

Shawn looked around my shoulder as I came in.

"It's ok. They went to the car already. Shawn what's wrong?"

He started writing fervently.

The memory I got before. It was of you and me, buying a ring. An engagement ring. It was for Angela. But where is it? Does she know? I don't remember if I told her already or how I was planning to, all I remember is buying the ring and you being there with me - please remind me. It's been driving me insane." He looked at me pleadingly, his blue eyes begging. Obviously this had been eating away at him since the half-memory returned to him.

I explained everything. Buying the ring, bringing it home, hiding it. How Cory and i rehid it later when Angela came home. And I went through the final plans we'd talked through of how he would ask her. He'd come to me for feminine help and together we had created a romantic plan that would make any girl swoon.

By the time I was done speaking he was nodding excitedly, a whole new light in his eyes.

Ok. I remember now. Thank you, so much. I feel a heck of a lot better now.

I smiled at him and kissed his cheek again, "Don't worry about. I'm just so glad you're awake to hear me out. Goodnight Shawn."

Goodnight.

He waved as I walked out of the room. I headed back toward the elevator, hoping I hadn't taken up too much time as to be suspicious. Angela still didn't know about the ring. But this particular forgotten memory triggered one in my own mind. A forgotten obligation that Cory and I had forgotten to do because we'd become too lost down memory lane. I would have to remind him later. Shawn was well enough to handle what we'd been hiding, and it was such a happy truth.

I went home and had a long talk with Cory and a decision was made. I told him why I'd really "accidentally" forgotten my purse, and I told him what Shawn had said. I fell asleep laying on his chest as he ran his fingers through my hair. The next day all of us returned to Shawn's room ready to continue on with the pleasant memory reminder session. But unbeknownst to everybody Cory and I were going to steal the stage first.

"Shawn. Angela. We need to talk to you both about something." Cory started, "In light of Shawnie here finally deciding to grace us with his mental presence - we just want to tell you both that we love you guys as our best friends in the world." Angela's face turned sentimental as she said meaningfully, "Aw. That's sweet."

I continued, "And it's true. Of everyone in the entire world we trust you, both of you, with our lives and with much, much more. And, uh, we have something to ask you both. Cory." I gestured to him unable to keep the grin off my face. He folded his arms around me hugging me to his chest. His head rested on my shoulder and his hand came down to rest on my stomach.

"How would.. you two..." He drew out the sentence for dramatic effect, I giggled, "...like to be godparents?" Cory asked, as if trying to be nonchalant but not succeeding.

Both their jaws dropped. I giggled.

"What!!!" Angela screamed after a moment's silence. Then she literally shrieked and threw herself at me. Shawn started mumbling something excitedly, but then got too frstrated with his lack of voice and picked up his legal pad scribbling huge words filling the entire page;

NO WAY!!

Angela was still screaming and hugging me as we danced around the room, meanwhile Cory walked over to Shawn and said seeping with pride, "Yup. Topanga's pregnant."

I'd never seen anyone literally jump while laying in a hospital bed, but there is no other word to describe the overly enthusiastic movement Shawn made. Then he scrawled excitedly.

CONGRATULATIONS!

He yanked at Cory's knee nearly knocking him over until he had him in a hug as well.

"So" I said, pulling Angela off of me and holding her at arm's length. "What do you think? Godparents, or not?"

Shawn looked at Angela with dual excitement in both pairs of eyes.

"Of course we will! We'd be honored!" Angela stated, laughing as she said it. Shawn nodded fervently while she did, his whole face lit up.

What a wonderful day.

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Alright. Sorry the update took so long, but I was on vacation without a computer in sight. So… Did ya see that coming? Or was I sneaky enough? Teehee. That's what I'd meant last chapter with the whole - "Cory you have your best man back." As in "Cory - we have our intended godfather woken up." Teehee. This was a fun chapter to write. Hope you like. Please review. :J