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There were healers and nurses rushing into the room now, but the movement, the frantic motions couldn't compare to how fast his mind was racing, how hard his heart was beating. Gabriel felt like he couldn't breath, his hand went to his chest to try and fix the strangling constriction in his chest. He didn't fight against the healer that was pushing him out of the room, and his eyes blinked furiously as he was pushed out of the dark of Rachel's room to the brightly lit corridor.

"What's wrong with her?" Gabriel snapped, throwing his hands up, shaking, he couldn't stop shaking. He paced away quickly, trying to settle his mind, trying to think, but nothing was making any sense to him. He couldn't focus on anything but Rachel, he couldn't hear the healer's diagnosis, he couldn't hear the logic behind the words, he couldn't make sense of anything. "She thinks it's the seventies! She thinks---she doesn't know---"

"Mister. Corner, you're going to have to let us run some more tests, if what you're saying is true then it appears that her memory loss is more severe than---"

"More severe?!" Gabriel let out loudly, wanting to push past the healer to go back into Rachel's room. The door had been shut and her healer was keeping a tight grip on his arm and he pulled away harshly. "More---she doesn't know who I am! She doesn't--" His voice cracked and he stopped struggling against the healer, backing away. His hands went to his head, fingers curling around his hair as he tried to catch his breath, as he tried to keep himself from choking on the words and his tears. Gabriel pressed his mouth shut tightly as he attempted to hold everything back, and he shot a terrified look at the healer, "How could she not know who I am?"

"Please---Gabriel, we won't know for sure until more tests are done, but with her history of memory loss it doesn't seem...You need to remain calm!"

He couldn't breath, he couldn't breath and he needed answers right now before he lost his mind. Gabriel could not possibly understand what was going on; some tiny voice in his head was trying to explain the logic behind it all was being drowned out by the fear that he'd lost Rachel for good, and Gabriel could not keep down the terrifying feeling of loss. It consumed him, it wrapped itself up around every inch of his body and made it impossible for him to hear whatever the healer was trying to explain. Rachel didn't remember him, and she hadn't gained her memory back the last time and---he couldn't---His hands covered his face and he dropped back against the wall of the corridor, but his legs buckled under the stress and he slid to the ground. This couldn't be happening, she'd survived the attack just to have her whole life taken away from her?