As the sun hit the land, the birds awoke fluttering the feathers to rid themselves of the remaining raindrops from an October rain shower which has sprinkled the surrounding woods, hills and meadows. Hannah stood on her wrap-around veranda sipping in her freshly made coffee taking in the peaceful nature which she had fallen in love with, when she brought he beloved home two years ago. Her legs were aching to begin her morning ran through the hillsides and woods that sat on her land, she started to drink faster knowing when she got back she'll have a clear mind to sit down and take another shot at her novel. The novel she has started two and a half years ago, but also the same novel that has had her stumped with writer's block for the past eighteen months.

She shook her head and drank the last of her morning coffee before sitting her mug on the round white outdoor setting table by her back door and started out in a mid pace jog. Hannah has always loved to start her days with an early jog since her teenage years finding that it stretched her muscles, warmed her body and cleared her head for the day ahead. Life has been good for Hannah these past two years even if it had taken her ranning to the small town of Greenville, which she had laughed about when she had drove past the WELCOME TO GREENVILLE: POPULATION 142 sign that sat between the roadside and an Green filled meadow.

Hannah was broken out of her thoughts when she saw a bit of gold shine from between green and brown trees and bushes, she stopped and noticed she had been jogging along the main road looking around she figured she must be about ten minutes from her house. Wiping the sweat that had formed on her forehead with the back of her hand she stepped up to the edge of the hill she made out what looked to her like the trunk of a car. She slipped down the short distance to the car climbing around it she made her way to the driver's side door.

She gasped when she saw the image of a man stopping for a moment to take in his blonde hair which was clotted on the side of his head with blood, by the way he was slumped over she could tell he was tall maybe six foot or more. Getting her sence back she tried to door which creaked an inch but wouldn't move any further.

"Sir! can you hear me?" she banged on the window until the fear that if he wasn't dead she was waisting and he could soon be if she didn't do something quick, looking around she picked up a rock that was sitting by her foot and smashed it against the window. She winced at the sound and sight of glass falling over the slumped body. She froze for a moment wondering what she was going to do next, there was no way she could pull the body out of the car and she felt tears prick at the back of her eyes.

"Sir! sir!" She shook the males shoulder until it hit her that he could of damaged his neck or back dueing the fall down, rubbing at her eyes she felt panic ran through her body. Just as she went to turn she saw a slight movement of the man's shoulder then a groan came from the car.

"Thankgod." breathed from her mouth as she kneeled down beside the car.

"Sir! are you badly hurt? can you move?" another groan came from the man and he turned his head looking at her through glazed filled blue eyes, breathing easier now that she had seen him move Hannah toke a step back from the car.

"I'll ran back home and call some help, just sit tight" why she didn't think of doing that in the first place was beyond her; through all the panic she didn't want to leave him alone incase...... incase what? he got up and disappeared with his car and left her thinking she was going crazy, in case he died while she was gone leaving her with thoughts of things she could of done to save him.

"No i can move. i just want to get out of this car." Hannah looked at him and bit her bottom lip.

"The door wont open it's stuck. the only way you can get out is by the window."

"I think i can climb out." he didn't even finish the sentence before he started pulling himself through the broken window. Hannah stepped forward to help him but stopped when he grunted.

"Maybe you shouldn't." if he could walk now she didn't want him damaging himself more and end up immobile. Hannah knew that she wouldn't beable to lift him let alone carry him to her place, and quite frankly she didn't want to try either. Her words fell on deaf ears as he pulled himself onto the ground letting his legs drop behind him. Watching him catch his breath Hannah learned against a tree behind her.

"Who are you?" as soon as the words pasted her lips she felt bad for voicing them, the poor guy had just climbed out of a smashed up car and instead of asking if he was alright, she blurted out 'who are you'

"Nick." he sounded unsure almost confused. "I know my name is Nick. But i don't know my last name." he run a hand over his face and looked up at Hannah.

"That's all i can remember."

Nick leaned half his weight on Hannah as he tried to fight the fog from his mind. How had he ended up here? Where is he from? Who is he? after he had admitted to himself and Hannah that he had forgotten everything but his first name, he had fumbled into his pockets for an wallet or anything that could shine some light on who he was. Finding nothing he stumbled over to his car looking though the windows, seeing the car empty he grabbed the keys from the ignition and popped the trunk open which was bare.

Now he could make out Hannah's home a two story white weather-board house with red trimmings it's wrapped-around veranda shined as the warm rays of sunlight hit the wood making Nick want to lay on it and soak up the warmth.

Nothing was said as Hannah lead him up the back stairs and into the house, she helped him into a chair as Nick took in the kitchen he was now facing. There's an black marble counter top that separated the kitchen from the dinning room, it wrapped around the kitchen into the shape of an half square with an double sink halfway. It's cut off by a stove at the other end with a fridge two feet from the stove. Above the sink is an window with pale blue curtains that looks good with the white walls and pale blue floor tiles.

"I'm just going to grab the first aid kit." Nick nodded and watched Hannah walk through the arch that lead to an hallway, on the other side sat some stairs has Hannah climbed them Nick counted each step her foot landed on, one... two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight... nine... ten... and she disappeared. He could his right side ache just from thinking about climbing them.

His eyes wandered to an wooden plaque which sat on the wall by the stairs, he chuckled as his eyes ran over the printed words 'I'm going to live forever. Heaven wont accept me. And hell's afraid i'll over.' on the top right hand corner there's a picture of an cloud with sun rays shining through and on the bottom left corner are red and orange flames. He shook his head and made an mental note to ask where she had gotten it from.

"Alright i'm no nurse but i think i can clean up your head fine before we call the police." Hannah said as she bounced down the stairs with an box in one hand and an bowl in the other.

"I don't want to ring them." it came out before Nick even knew he was saying it. He didn't know why but something inside was telling him it would be an bad idea. Hannah's pace slowed down as she made her way to him.

"We need to tell someone. You can't remember anybody to ring and you need to go to the hospital to be looked over. We also have to inform the police about your car. she sat the box and bowl on the kitchen counter and sat down in front of him.

"I know. But something is telling me it'd be an bad idea to go to the police. And as far as the hospital visit goes my minds screaming no, plus i don't think anythings broken i'll most likely have some pretty bruises for a couple of weeks." Hannah rung out the face washer and started to was the blood from his face.

"Well... you can stay here for a couple of days and see if you remember anything." the statement shocked Hannah as much as it shocked Nick, if she hadn't of heard her own voice she would of thought someone else had said it.

"But you know nothing about me. Except my name is Nick and i'm a bad driver." Nick winced when Hannah bumped an bruise on the side of his head.

"At the moment that's all you know about yourself too." Hannah signed and sat back throwing the bloodstained face washer in the bowl. "Why don't you have an shower then i'll beable to get a better look at your head." Nick nodded and said a soft thankyou as he stood up and followed Hannah through the arch, when he came to the stairs that he was hoping he'd never had to climb he groaned silently to himself and grabbed the side rail. He was grateful when he felt Hannah swing his other arm around her shoulders.

"Take them as slow as you want. There's no rush." this isn't the first time his had he's arm around this beautiful woman within the last couple of hours. But he was more awear of it this time feeling her body against his. He could feel parts of his body awaken that he wanted to stay asleep at lest until he was saftly locked in a room alone. Silently cussing to himself as well as willing his friend down before he was spotted. The last thing he wanted was to have the woman who saved him and was kind enough to give him somewhere to stay, think that he was going to try and jump her bones as soon as her guard was down.As his foot hit step eight he wondered if she was married, glancing down he groaned when he didn't see her left hand.

"It's alright only one more step." Hannah had heard him groan and mistaken it as a groan of pain, Nick was happy to let her think that was all it was as long as she didn't look down.

"There you go you made it. You doing alright?" Nick nodded not trusting his voice, he felt sweat covering his face and wondered for a moment if it was from the pain he was now feeling in his side or from been unfit. The stairs stop at the foot of an hallway which has two doors on each side of the teal colored walls all which were closed, Hannah lead him to the end white door on the right side of the hall.

They walked into an peach colored bathroom, an towel rail with two orange towels on it ran from the door to an white sink that has an cupboard under it an a mirror above. On the opposite of the room across from the sink is a white bathtub with an shower nozzle above, it's peach colored shower curtain push up against the wall. An floor to ceiling cupboard stood at the end of the bathtub. Nick leaned against the wall as he watched Hannah turn on the shower.

"I think i might have some of my cousin's clothes here that might fit you. He's always leaving something behind." Nick's eyes went to her left hand again. No ring.

"Thanks." Hannah turned around and nodded before the left and closed the door behind her.