who am I?

[messiah_me]

None of this made sense any more. They have tried to explain to me who I am, even told me what I used to do and it all sounds like something from a bad movie. I know I told them I wanted the truth and all of it, but parts of me wonder if that was the smartest choice I could have made

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[pryce_less]

"Ok..if you really think thats a good idea then I guess I have to trust you...you are the smart one after all."

"Cordelia, you may not remember anything, which doesn't mean that you aren't smart, by the way, but if you did remember, you would know that you are a bright girl with a lot of heart and even more spunk then the care that you exhibit so often..."

I didn't know why, but I found myself moving next to her and cressing her. I realized that if Cordy had her memories, that she'd be 'ewwing' me, or more, smacking me, more likely, but I felt the need to comfort her. She was lost and needed it and I had been away from my friends for so long.

"Like I said, you know where I am."

It was almost as if the reflex to walk away from me when I was being affectionate had returned to her. That was what the Cordy we all knew and loved might have done, aside from smacking me or saying 'gross' to me.

I nodded and watched her leave, hollow. Nothing in the world was as it should be anymore. It was deflating. All that I could do was focus on her now to take my mind off of anything that might pop into it.