A/N: Bold print is Alec's POV, regular is Max's

She looked at him, her eyes clouded with something that resembled fear, but he needed this. He need her and he needed her now. She took a deep breath and moved towards him tentatively. She already knew the least little thing could trigger it. Maybe if he could just remember- maybe then it could go back to normal. But she knew, nothing would ever be normal again.

She closed her eyes and stopped in the middle of the room, not wanting him to feel cornered. "Alec?" She whispered his name but she couldn't watch him whirl around to face her. She couldn't watch him forget her again. "Max?" Her name came out a strangled whisper, and her eyes snapped open. "Alec?" Her voice came out stronger, and his name help hope in it. "Max!" He seemed genuinely happy to see her. But when he rushed towards her to take her in his arms, she couldn't help but flinch. When she did, she could have sworn that he did too. "Maxie, what's wrong?" She shook her head. "Alec…" She took another deep breath. "Nothing, Alec. Nothing's wrong." She smiled at him and then rushed into his arms, breathing in a scent that could purely be defined as Alec.

He felt someone behind him, but he didn't know where he was, so he didn't know what to expect. There, in the middle of the room was Max with her eyes closed. She looked scared. That can't be good. If Max is scared I probably got us in something deep this time. Too deep to get out of. He was trying to find his voice, but for some reason, it just wasn't working. "Alec?" His name coming from her lips made him crazy. "Max?" It came out a strangled whisper, and he watched as her eyes snapped open. Why does she look surprised? "Alec?" Her voice was stronger, and now he knew something was wrong but right now he was too happy to care. He felt like he hadn't seen her in ages. "Max!" He rushed at her to take her in a hug, and then she flinched. And that's when he realized, the fear he was sensing off of her was for him. "Maxie, what's wrong?" She just shook her head, and he could tell she was trying to formulate the words. "Alec…" She took a deep breath and then she reopened her eyes. "nothing, Alec. Nothing's wrong." She smiled at him, but he knew it was fake. Before he could call her on it, she was in his arms, and he could smell her- Vanilla, leather, and fear.

He held her for a while, stroking her hair. "Maxie?" She pulled back a little and looked up at his face. His handsome features were clouded in confusion. "I can't remember anything Max. I don't know what's wrong, I don't know where I am, I don't know who I am. All I can remember is you." The last part came out hesitantly and her eyes welled up with tears. She desperately wanted to tell him everything, but she had done that once before and it had only made their whole situation worse. She heaved a heavy sigh. "Maxie?" When he said her name like that, he knew she held all the answers. There was only one other way to show him. The same as she always did. It was the only way to have him close to her. But she knew as soon as he woke up, he'd just forget all over again. She looked into his eyes, silently entreating him not to question what was about to happen. She stood there, drowning for a minute and then he kissed her. That took her by surprise. He never initiated things between them, he left that up to her. After the initial shock wore off, she kissed him back with all of the love and passion she had. Because right now, he was her Alec for just a little while.

All he could do was hold her, stroking her hair. "Maxie?" He looked down into her face, he was just so confused about all of this. "I can't remember anything Max. I don't know what's wrong, I don't know where I am, I don't know who I am. All I can remember is you." The last part came out hesitantly and her eyes welled up with tears. He could see the inner battle within herself weather or not to tell him. Instead of answering, she heaved a heavy sigh. "Maxie?" She looked up into his eyes, almost breaking his heart at how sad they were. They just stood there for a minute, and then he couldn't help himself- he kissed her. And when she kissed him back, everything made sense, the world was right again.

She woke a few hours later, expecting him to be asleep. But there he was laying next to her, stroking her hair, just being close to her. He smiled down at her. "Morning sleepy head." She smiled back. It was something about his morning hair that only made her love him more. "Morning. You're up early." He shrugged. "I never went to sleep." She felt her face fall. He could only stay awake for so long. "Hey, what's wrong?" He hooked a finger under her chin and lifted her face towards him. "I don't ever want you to leave me again." She saw something flash in his eyes, but she couldn't place it. "Max," His tone was firm, but he kept his voice soft. It was his serious conversation voice. "I will never, I mean never leave you. I love you too much to ever leave." She felt the tears run down her cheeks.