With them missing weeks of memory at a time to allow others to take control of their body she was used to that feeling. However, this wasn't a week, he was sleeping. She knew enough to know they didn't sleep when they lost their memories, and she very much remembered what she had experienced. There was nothing a doctor could do for him, whatever had a hold of him, and she would have to wait out. She didn't want to go back to sleep in case he woke up, in case she went back to sleep and didn't wake up again and would be forced to live life without him.

She stood up and grabbed a pillow off her bed and tucked it under his head. She couldn't remedy his sleeping situation for right now but she could make her floor as comfortable as possible for him. Danica walked around her bed and went to the closet and grabbed a throw blanket and put it on him. She looked down at him, hand raking through his soft, blond hair. “You better come back to me.” She leaned down and kissed his cheek, his prickly whiskers from his bears tickling her lips.

Standing up she looked back at him one last time then grabbed her phone off her nightstand and left the room. She kept the door open and as she came out of her room something caught her attention from the corner of her right eye. There was her door, broken down. She couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head and walking towards it. She took a picture of it to get a quote for the repairs later. She walked back to her apartment and sat on her couch.

Turning on the TV for background noise more than anything she kept it low and her eyes on her bedroom for the most part. She started scrolling through her phone, getting a text from Sonja she replied back and forth with her for a bit. She was going to come over. She had gone through the same thing; different dreams but there was validity to this experience. There was someone she could talk to; someone who made her feel less crazy. Pushing herself off the couch she walked to the kitchen, turning the coffee machine on. She was going to make coffee for the two of them before they moved him to her bed.

She got the mugs ready, putting in the correct amount of sugar and creamer and kept them to the side. She would finish getting the coffee's ready when Sonja was actually here. She couldn't stand cold coffee; only drinking it if she had no other choice and she was too tired or too lazy to get some more at work. At home she drank it quickly enough that it never got past lukewarm. She walked back to the doorframe of her room and leaned against it. She folded her arms over her chest, head tilted to the side, leaning against the doorframe. Her shoulder also against the doorframe while her legs were slightly to the side, one crossed over the other. She looked at him sleeping on her floor. She didn't feel creepy although in reality it would probably look like the weirdest thing. This however was not a normal circumstance.

Her mind reminding almost like an old VHS filled with home movies. Small scenes played out in her head from when they were young all the way up until as recently as her birthday. She remembered the first time he talked to her, out of everyone in the school he couldn't have gotten anyone and he chose her. Or the first time they kissed; how hyped up everyone in her social circle made that first kiss to be and how awkward and nervous she was through the entire thing. It was short, in her backyard and it was while they were playing a game with a bunch of other kids in the neighborhood; he got the kiss in before anyone found out where they were.

The day she found out she was pregnant. How her whole world spun faster than she could catch her breath. How he was just as confused as she was and yet was the most solid she had ever seen him. Even after they lost their son, the horrible, nasty things she said to him. The words she remembered shamefully saying and how he took it. It might have stung but he took it and was still there for her when she finally came around. If it wasn't for his strength and his loyalty to her they might not be talking now.

And her birthday. He didn't want to or plan to come out the night before but he did. She got the best seat in the house on his lap and her day was made even better with him there. To have Sonja and Arthur in the same room made her happier than a raccoon in trash. They got to go swimming after, it was refreshing to shed her clothes and get lost, playing games underwater. She didn't have to hide who she was or what she was becoming from him. His gifts, they were perfect; brought a smile to her face. He truly knew her better than anyone else. Just then the door opened before falling to the ground. She had warned Sonja it was broken and not to worry about it. She pushed herself off the doorframe and waved to her friend then into the kitchen to fix them coffees. “You're just in time, I'm starting to lose my mind.”