Miranda could not believe how bad her head hurt when she finally woke up.  She moaned a little and tried to move only to realize that someone had their hand on her and when she looked over she saw Brettly sitting there with her, she was actually surprised to see him there.  Brettly was always more focused on his work and doing other things.  She had always done everything for him, the perfect wife and he always acted like he didn't care.<br/><br/>At this point in their life they had been married for almost 5 years and she spent more of her time at work than anything.  She had finally gotten her foot in the door with the FBI and she was trying to pull her wait and show them what she could do.  When she had woken up Brettly went and got the nurse and she started asking her a whole lot of questions.  She was answering the questions to her best ability and she kept looking over at Brettly still trying to figure out why he was there and why the looks on his face was weird every time she answered a question.<br/><br/>In the end she had learned she had actual lost the last 7 years of her life.  When the nurse told her all she could do was cry.  Why did this have to happen to her?  She was surprised when Brettly came over and pulled her close to her and all she could do was cry into his chest.  This was something she had always wanted from him, but she was still trying to figure out why he was doing this.  She figured it had to do something with the public, this was all for show so he could pretend to really care about her.<br/><br/>This had gone on for a few days and that was when the doctor said she was well enough to go home.  The doctor had hoped that maybe being around things she was suppose to know maybe she would remember.  Actually she was really nervous about going home with Brettly.  All she could remember was the beginning of her life and all she ever was, was alone.  She was afraid to be in this condition and be home alone.<br/><br/>Its not that she would be alone, she had housing staff, but she had always hated to use them to much.  She always preferred to cook for them herself, but it was nice to have the help when they had the bigger parties.<br/><br/>Brettly had brought her a bag of clothes for her to put on when they left, even though she could not understand what happened to her clothes she came in with.  When she asked they told her they had not been suitable for wear and they got thrown away.  She tried to asked and no one would answer her.  She would still try getting Brettly to answer her later.<br/><br/>She was all changed and was sitting on the bed staring on the floor where she was waiting to go home.  She kept glancing up looking at Brettly trying to figure him out.<br/><br/>"Umm, Brettly."  Miranda said very unsure of what to say.  "Are you going to stay with me?"  Miranda still trying to get out everything.  She was just so nervous.  "I know how important your work is to you.  I am sure I can manage by myself."  Miranda sighed still looking at the floor.  "I am sure Marie would be glad to look out for me."<br/><br/>Miranda always loved Marie, she was like a mother to her and was always telling her that Brettly would come around and that things were not as bad as they looked.  The only problem was Marie passed away about 3 years ago and Miranda didn't remember, but Miranda had taken it really hard.<br/><br/>There would have been a time when Miranda would be strong and tell Brettly how things were, but her attack was very violent and even though she didn't remember the attack in her mind, but emotionally she had become a little timid and she didn't want to upset Brettly.  Strong Miranda was lost in her mind at the moment and timid one had replaced her.