A/N: Hello people! I just wrote to another Author's Note that I would start writing a new fic after my exams, but hey, inspiration waits for no man, or woman in this case. This is my first Greek fic, and yes, I know that the whole coma-memoryloss has already been done for hundreds of times, but it's a classic and I like it.
About the story. Casey goes into a coma, and gets a memoryloss after waking up. We'll see what happens when the guys of Campus Greek find out what the girl actually has forgotten. And attention people! There might be some graphic sexscenes coming up in later chapters, so... beware? Read and enjoy!

Cappie had been up all night, but unlike the most nights this one hadn't included beer or women. There had been absolutely no partying for him, though his brothers had had a blast outside his room. Beaver had even asked him if they could borrow his room for sex since he wasn't really using it to anything else than moping around. Cappie had pushed him out and closed the door. He had had a fight with Casey. The only female that could actually affect him on any level other than physical. It wasn't uncommon that they would bark at each other with sarcastic comments, but this one had been especially ugly and just to rub his nose in it Casey had went to his boyfriend and given Cappie a showoff of tonsil hockey with Chambers. That had simultaneously broke his heart and made his blood boil, and it had seemed like a good idea to leave the scene. Actually the idea came from Rusty who had been sitting a table away with Jen K. To some point it was odd that a pledge was taking care of the House President, but then again Rusty wasn't the normal kind of pledge that he had seen so many during his time. Rusty was a friend, and the fact that the nerd boy was a Cartwright who didn't think s highly of Evan Chamber, also made him an allay.

After the incident and shaking an extremely curious Rusty from his heels Cappie had closed into his room to do something that most people thought to be highly unlikely for him to do, think. He had had it with being Casey's boy toy every time the dream couple had a problem she didn't want to deal with. They would get into a fight, Casey would find comfort from his bed and the next morning she'd either be gone or leaving when he'd wake up, making some comment about how what happened had been a mistake, that she was with Evan, that he was her future and this could never happen again. She never used the words "I love Evan" which he was a some what grateful for her, and sometimes there might even come the word "sorry" from that delicious mouth of hers. After the first couple of times Cappie had started promising himself that that really was the last time. That if Miss ZBZ wanted a puppet for her to play with she could just go and buy one. Or even better, sow the strings to that Richie Rich boyfriend of hers, anything to leave Cappie alone. He'd had it. And he'd promised to himself, knowing that he'd break the promise as soon as she'd come knocking his doors.

Poor Cappie. Poor poor Cappie. Everybody in the whole campus knew that he was pining after Casey. And every girl that had slept with him could tell that he never talked during sex. That was because he was scared he'd say her name, so he just tried to keep it quiet, sending the girls away as soon as possible. If he'd been a girl they'd called him slut. Cappie loved Casey. There was no denying it, not that he'd ever really tried.

Cappie sighed for like the thousand time that night and jumped onto his bed where he would stare up at the ceiling and think about what to do about the fact that there seemed to be no direction for his life. Before it had been all about her. Wherever Casey would go, he would go, and whatever Casey wanted, he'd want it too. But if he was going to let her go, let go of her, really, really let go of her, he'd have to have some plan. Most people had plans, why shouldn't he? The answer was rather easy to that one; he wasn't like 'most people'. One more sigh and Cappie rolled onto his side so he was facing the window.

After awhile when he was almost asleep he could hear someone entering the room.

"You can't use this room! Go look somewhere else" he said without turning around, but when the door didn't close he had to turn around to see who it was. Rusty. His face was pale, he trembled visibly and his slightly reddened eyes told him that the boy was on the verge of bursting into tears. The older boy got up from his bed and went to his pledge, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey there Spitter, what's wrong?" Cappie asked while trying to get the boy to sit on his bed, but this would just shook his head.

"It's… It is… It's… I don't know how… Or, or why… But… She…" Rusty wasn't making much sense, not that he ever did, but this time it seemed like it could become a problem.

"Just relax, baby brother and tell everything to the mighty and wise Cappie. Is this about Jen?" he asked, still holding Rusty from his shoulder.

"It's Casey" Rusty finally managed to say and look straight into Cappie's narrowed eyes while tears started rolling down from his own.

"What about Casey, Rusty?"

"She's… She's in a hospital… They called me. No, they called my parents, our parents. Dad called me, mum was too upset. They want me to go to the hospital. I can't go to the hospital Cappie, I can't g to a hospital alone. What if I… What if she… What if they…"

"Calm down Spitter, I'll come with you. Not that she'll particularly like that, but I'll come anyway. Did they tell you how she was? What happened to her?" Rusty was taking it so seriously. The poor boy obviously didn't know what kind of a fighter his sister was. Casey might look like a delicate flower, but she'd kick his ass any day.

"Her car crashed… Or was crashed by someone… I don't know. She was unconscious."

"It'll be okay Rusty, she has a thick scull, trust me, I know, we'll go there, and your baby face will be the first thing she sees when coming around. Let's go" Cappie said while getting his jacket and phone.

"Cappie… You don't understand…"

"What? Well come on man, tell me."

"Cap… Casey's in a coma."

A/N: Hope you liked it and would, as always, love and appreciate the feedback. So reviews, this way please! Thank you :)