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// Chapter 3: The Basics Again 
// Story: Rebuilding Memories 
// by TheJournalisticBrony 
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	I arrived at the hospital as quickly as I could. I walked through the front doors with a pained look on my face. 
When I walked up to the front desk, I sniffled and was asked by Nurse Redheart, “Hi Rainbow Dash. Hey, you seem to be upset, what is wrong?” I was in no mood to answer questions.
“Long story. Can I see Scootaloo?” I asked.
“Sorry dear, she, doesn’t want to see you,” she told me.
“Why?”
“Well, she says she doesn’t know you. Why would she...?”
“I don’t want to go into much in the way of details. Listen, Scootaloo hit her head and lost all memories of me. Please, I need to talk to her. I want her to remember me.”
“Rainbow Dash I’m sorry I can’t....”
“Look, I have been trying to deal with the fact that she will never remember anything that we did together. It isn’t easy. Please let me see her.”
“I guess I could make an acception. Follow me dear.” Nurse Redheart walked me to her room and opened it. The door creaked and Scootaloo woke up.
“What is she doing here?” Scootaloo questioned Nurse Redheart.
“She, will be talking to you about your previous relationship.”
“Relationship? Nurse, I don’t know this pony.”
“You did. You knew who she was until you hit your head.”
“Right. Anyways, I really don’t want to talk to her.”
“Just, talk to her for a few minutes. You are really important to her.”
“Fine. I guess I will talk to her for a few minutes.”
“Thank you Scootaloo.” Nurse Redheart closed the door. I turned to Scootaloo and saw that she did not have the smile she had whenever I would be with her in the same room.
“So. Why did you come here?” she asked. “Was me not getting you to leave enough? Why do you even care about me anyways?” I sniffled a bit.
“Hi, I’m Rainbow Dash” I said to her to try and start out the conversation is a basic way. I wanted to ignore all the questions. The reason why is because I didn’t want her to see me crying in front of her. I didn’t want to break down and get dragged out of the room again.
“Whatever. Why do you care?” she asked.
“Look. Can you please not ask questions and work with me. I am pretty upset that you don’t even remember my face. Look, I care because you were the one that mattered in my life. You were the only one that I could go to. You were the only one I loved. Look, without you in my life makes my life worthless. Just, could you help me out?”
“I don’t understand why I matter to you? Look....” she started but was soon inturrupted.
“Look Scootaloo. I loved you so much I was going to adopt you! I was going to, but, you hit your head. Now, you have no memory of me. I wish you could understand that now I have to start over again. I want you to remember me for who I was. If you can’t help me out, than what is the point of living. I need the old Scootaloo back. But if you can’t work with me and can’t help me, than life is not worth it. Right now, I need you more than I ever thought I would. I need you so badly, and now you know why. I want you back to the way you were, but sometimes, God has a different plan. God has a plan that will help me learn patience. Sometimes, I doubt Him. Sometimes, I feel like doubting myself. Sometimes, I feel like giving up. But, I don’t want to lose you. If this didn’t happen to you, life would be normal. But I learned that sometimes life isn’t normal. Life is something that will be a surprise. Look, can you please help me out. Can you please help me out and work with me. That is all I want. I’m sorry for going on and on. But I just want you to understand how much I care for you and love you.” I finish, with some tears. Scootaloo looked at me in a different way. 
She put on a smile and said, “Hey, cheer up Rainbow Dash. I will work with you and hopefully we could get my memory back, or build new ones.” The words that left her mouth gave me hope. It gave me a new hope that everything would work out well.
I asked her, "So where should we start?"
"Well. You could start on your childhood. That would be interesting." Scootaloo responded.
"Well. I never thought to talk to you about my childhood when you knew who I was. I didn't want to go into those details because it is such a sad part in my life. I didn't want you to feel bad for what happened."
"So, you want me to ask you about something else. If it bugs you, than I won't ask."
"I am not minding that much about it. But I guess you can ask me about something else."
"Ok. So, where do you work?"
"I work at Cloudsdale Weather Control."
"Wow! You get to control the weather! How is it like?"
"Fun. I also can clear the skies in 10 seconds flat."
"Cool. Hey, when I get out of the hospital, show me you clearing the skies in 10 seconds."
"Don't worry. When you get out of the hospital, I will show you more than me clearing the skies in 10 seconds flat. I will teach you how to fly with power."
"Wow! So, Rainbow Dash, I am feeling some of my memory of you is coming back right now. I think I know a few more things about you that you didn't tell me."
"Like?"
"You performed the Sonic Rainboom!"
"Wait, you have some memory back now! You got that correct!"
Nurse Redheart walked in, "Rainbow Dash. Time for you to go, Scootaloo needs her rest."
"Come on, just a bit longer?" Scootaloo asked.
"I'm sorry dear. But tomorrow your getting brain scans tomorrow. These are important to see how the brain is doing."
"Ok. I guess that is important. I guess you have to leave Rainbow Dash. Bye Rainbow Dash!"
"Bye Scootaloo. Tell me if you remember anything else about me tomorrow." I say before I walked out of the room. Today, me waking out of that room was great. For the first time in awhile, I felt hope. I felt hope that Scootaloo was soon going to remember me.