She’s O.k. she is going to be alright she is… I kept saying over and over like a mantra. It was like the weight of the world was lifted. I was the happiest woman alive. I went straight to Rob and cried in his arms. "She’ll be o.k.! She is going to be o.k." he didn’t say a word just his hug was enough. I think he was crying too, he likes her I know he does. After making sure with the doctor she was going to sleep for a few more hours I asked Rob to bring me my laptop

I had to find out whom that ‘Glen’ was.

I hocked my computer on and searched the net. I could find nothing about Glen…

I tried a million different ways "Damn it!" I gave up closing the computer.

"What’s wrong?" I heard Robert from behind me.

"it’s something Spencer said… she called out ‘gun’ then ‘Glen’ and I’m trying to find something about him on the net but I can’t…

"Try ‘glen shot by gun’" he said giving me a cup of coffee. I took a sip of my drink then wrote it. 

After a few pointless pages I found something "a tragedy to the Carlin’s in Ohio" as I started reading I was shocked at what I found…

‘A devastating accident… four years old… discharge… gun… sued for neglect…’

I realized all of Spencer’s memories from that incident were gone until today. Her parents moved from Ohio and changed their last name from Carlin to Thompson they probably thought it was best that Spencer had no recollection of it… but there are always consequences…

"It probably when it happened." Rob said after he finished reading the article.

I was deep in thoughts. "What happened?" I asked not still staring at the screen.

"The personality disorder…" he explained.

"It must have been so horrible for her. And to remember it now, what must she be feeling right now…" I said trying to find more answers.

"Now the real healing can begin. I believe our mystery girl is going to be o.k." he said reassuring me.

"I hope so…" I sighed.

"Ashley?" he said dramatically suddenly. "Um?" I asked turning my head to face him.