He remembered nothing. After the first few weeks, he asked to be called James.
So I finally girded my loins and gathered my courage and recorded what I have long referred to in my head as Emily's Brilliant Fic of Sadness and Regret, the devilish offspring of my two greatest weaknesses: amnesia and time travel. Unfortunately my attempt at audio catharsis has failed. I still get choked up over the first three sentences; one of the most understated yet wrenching little paragraphs I've ever encountered in fandom. (My bff, upon reading it, simply got up from the computer and walked away muttering "nope, nope, nope....")
So, you know, thanks for that Em.
To the rest: you have been warned.
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