AUTHOR'S NOTE: First, I want to personally thank you all for deciding to read this fanfic. I own none of the characters of this show. This story is fiction and just for fun. Story is set 7 years after the finale. I don't own any of the lyrics.
Rutherford was a small, boring city, but to Dick it was paradise.
Dick stood in the middle of the street taking in his surroundings.
7 long years had past since he left Rutherford. How he missed it here.
How he missed her.
Tuesday, September 13, 2008
It was early morning and Dr. Mary Albright was awakened by her phone, vibrating on her nightstand. She reached out her arm and answered without opening her eyes; but the loud voice on the other end didn't let her keep them closed for much longer.
"Gee, Michael," Mary hissed checking the clock. "It's barely 9am!"
"I'm sorry sweetheart, I was just calling to let you know I'd be working late."
"Again?" Mary sighed. "Alright, I guess you can't help that. See you when you get home."
Mary hung up the phone then rubbed her eyes. She had been living with Michael for nearly 3 years now. She didn't love him, she felt safe with him, but she didn't love him.
Mary got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. When she entered she turned on the light and stared at her reflection in the mirror.
Whipping her eyes, Mary started to get ready for the day, unaware of what was in store for her.
Mary walked into the all to familiar building she has been at for so many years. Sighing she walked into her office and took a seat.
"Good morning, Dr. Albright," Chirped Nina. "Coffee?"
"No, thanks Nina. I'm a little tired."
Nina walked out of the office, leaving Mary to herself.
Suddenly, there was a soft knock at the door.
"May I help you?" Mary questioned the tall man standing her office doorway.
"Hello, Mar-Ma'am," the man began. "I'm Dick Solomon."
"It's nice to meet you!" Mary said standing up to greet the man. "I'm Dr. Mary Albright."
"Such a lovely name."
Mary gave a slight smile, staring down at her feet.
Something about him, something about him was familiar.
"Excuse me, but have we met before?"
"No," Dick lied. "I don't believe we have."
"I see. Can I help you with something?"
"N-no. Well, yes." Dick stared at Mary and took in a sharp breath. "Would you like to have dinner sometime?"
"I'm sorry, I'm seeing someone."
Mary's words hit Dick like a knife. She was seeing someone. She didn't remember him and she was seeing someone.
"Oh, okay then. Sorry to waste your time, ma'am." Dick slowly turned and exited the office he once was very happy in. There was no use of his staying there, right?
No! He thought to himself. I've waited for this moment much too long! I will make her remember somehow!
Mary sat in her chair and sunk her head in her hands. Why did he seem so familiar? Why did she feel the need to go with him to dinner? Mary shook the thoughts from her head. She was with Michael, she shouldn't even be giving this other man any thought.
Mary lay in bed with the covers pulled up high. Why couldn't she stop thinking of Dick? What was it about him?
Mary's mind started to wander and she thought about her past, what her life was like before Michael.
Mary thought about the time, seven years ago, she woke up with the keys to a rambler in her hands. How had she passed out? Where did the Rambler come from?
She questioned that night in her head over and over, time and time again. Still, nothing.
Mary felt a cold breeze brush past her. Shivering, she snuggled into the blankets further.
There were nights when the wind was so cold, That my body froze in bed
If I just listened to it Right outside the window
Mary couldn't keep her mind from racing. She would remember what happened. She had to.
After hours of tossing and turning Mary finally drifted off to sleep.
Wednesday, September 14, 2008
"Good morning, Nina!" Mary chirped walking through her office doors.
"Good morning, Dr. Albright. How are you doing?"
"Fine, Nina," Mary paused. "But you know, yesterday a man walked in here and asked me to dinner."
"Really?" Nina asked interested, "What was his name?"
Nina's face dropped as she walked over to Mary, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Dr Albright. Dick Solomon use to work here. You dated for several years. Then the night you were knocked unconscious, he was gone."
"What? No! He didn't say anything!" Mary sat down at her desk, unable to let the words sink in. Did he have something to do with why she can't remember?
"M-Mary," Nina began worried. "Dr. Albright, are you okay?"
I finished crying in the instant that you left and I can't remember where or when or how, and I banished every memory you and I had ever made
Mary began to cry. Why couldn't she remember when she desperately wanted to?