A/N: A lot happens in this chapter, but I think that's okay. Hospital scenes are boring to write, and I'm sure you all want to read the good stuff!

Elsa sat bolt upright, Rachel's admission ringing clear in her mind. "You...you remember?"

"Yes, Elsa. I remember that smell, and I remember a feeling...of great love that accompanied it. I still don't remember you, I don't remember any of our experiences, or how we met, or any of that. I just remember being safe, warm, and happy with that smell." Rachel gazed into her eyes, tears glistening in her own. "You really loved me, didn't you?"

Elsa smiled, her heart feeling as if it were about to burst. She cupped Rachel's cheek tenderly, and leaned in to place a gentle kiss on her soft lips. Elsa's mind raced as they kissed for the first time in what seemed like forever. She tasted the same, Elsa noticed. The parted, and embraced, holding each other tight.

"I still do," Elsa murmured.

Rachel sobbed, and held her closer, burying her face in her shoulder. They remained like that for a few minutes, enjoying each other's presence, until Rachel repositioned her lips close to Elsa's ear.

"Arendelle," she whispered.

Elsa jolted back, shocked at Elsa's utterance. "What?"

"Your last name," Rachel said simply. "It's Arendelle!"

Elsa gripped Rachel's shoulders firmly, excitement overflowing. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes it is! Oh, my god, snowflake! My dearest snowflake! You remember me?"

Rachel beamed, the happiest Elsa had seen her since this whole ordeal had begun. She furrowed her brow, trying to recall further details. "I remember...you, as a person, but not much else...hold on -" she licked her lips, closing her eyes, recalling the kiss that she just shared with Elsa. "I remember...being in a room, there was some other people there too...and I saw you there. My heart was pumping so fast I thought it was going to jump out of my chest...we greeted each other, but I felt so much...love towards you."

"Rach..." Elsa whispered, "I think that was the first night we met. You loved me since the first day?" Tears of happiness were streaming down her face, and her heart fluttered wildly.

Rachel nodded slowly. "I did...or rather, I do. I love you, Elsa. With all my heart, I love you!"

Elsa squealed, and threw herself at her fiancée, kissing her passionately. Their tongues swirled together, and a surge of emotion coursed through her body, reconnecting them. Elsa snuggled up close to Rachel, maintaining their deep kiss, and she wrapped her arms around the woman she loved. Slowly, they drifted off to sleep,

Elsa was awoken a few hours later by a bloodcurdling scream. She jolted, shocked, and fell off the bed with a groan. Looking up, she could see Rachel sititng bolt upright in the bed, a crazed expression on her face, screaming.

"Rachel!" Elsa scrambled back onto the bed and embraced her stricken fiancée, trying to calm her as she sobbed hysterically. "Hush, sweetheart, come on now, tell me what's wrong..."

It took a long time before Rachel had calmed herself enough to be able to speak. "I...I was there, Els..."

Elsa furrowed her brow in confusion. "Where, Rach?"

"The...the a-accident, Els...I r-remember it."

Elsa felt a shiver rush down her spine. "All of it?"

Rachel nodded, and burst into tears, burying her face in Elsa's shoulder.

"Hush, now," Elsa cooed. "Everything is going to be all right." She kissed her head gently, while rubbing small circles on her back.

"Oh, G-God, Els!" Rachel wailed. "My m-mother!"

Elsa froze, realising that Rachel finally remembered Gretchen.

"You remember?"

"Yes! Oh, m-my God, Elsa! W-what am I g-going t-to do?" A fresh wave of tears consumed her, and her body shook erratically in Elsa's arms.

Carefully, Elsa pushed the assistance button, while at the same time trying to comfort her grieving lover. Rachel was inconsolable, wailing desparatley into Elsa's neck.

The door opened, and Amanda entered, a look of utmost sympathy immediately appearing on her face.

"What is it?"

"She remembered, doctor. The accident."

"That's good! I mean, it's terrible, but its good her memories are returning!" She approached the bed quietly. "Rachel, honey, can you hear me?"

Rachel managed a small nod, still quaking with sobs.

"Rachel, I'm going to give you a mild sedative, okay? It'll help relax you, help you to get some sleep." She walked to the other side of the bed and administered the sedative to the IV, and soon Elsa could feel her fiancée relax. She flopped down onto the bed, a dreamy smile on her face, all trace of her previous grief gone.

Elsa leaned over and gave Rachel a tender kiss, giggling slightly at her lover's somewhat sloppy reciprocation. She gazed into her beautiful eyes, and suddenly an idea struck her.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,

You make me happy, when skies are grey...

Rachel's eyes widened slightly, and her smile deepened. Behind her, Amanda let out a soft "aw!" A tear formed in her fiancée's eye, but it was one of happiness, not of grief. She began to drift off, soothed by Elsa's sweet voice.

You'll never know, dear, how much I love you,

Rachel was on the verge of unconsciousness now, the warm smile still gracing her beautiful face. Elsa's voice cracked as she sung the last line, a single tear etching a path down her cheek,

Please don't take my sunshine away.

Rachel finally fell into a peaceful sleep, and Elsa felt a hand on her back. She turned, and saw Amanda standing there, her eyes watery. "That was...beautiful, Elsa..."

She pulled Elsa into a hug, crying softly. "Y-you've had a s-surprising effect on m-me, Elsa," she sniffled. "B-both of you h-have."

"Awh, Amanda!" Elsa leaned into the hug, rising from the bed so she could reciprocate properly.

"I would very much like to be your friend, Elsa. Yours, and Rachel's."

"I know you do, silly!" Elsa chuckled. "Why else would I invite you to the wedding? The woman who saved my girl's life!"

Amanda giggled, and tightened the hug. Elsa felt a great sense of comfort radiating from the older woman. She felt the tears come, and she wept silently into the doctor's shoulder. Amanda stroked her back gently, humming a gentle tune in her ear. She wasn't even sure what she was crying about. Sure, she was fraught and anxious, but they were tears of...joy, almost. Contentedness, comfort, safety. They remained like that for the next several minutes, before finally parting. Amanda excused herself, almost sadly, to attend her other duties.

"I'll come and check on you both, as soon as possible. I promise."

"Thank you, Amanda. So much."

Amanda smiled, and left, leaving Elsa alone with the sleeping Rachel. She crawled onto the small single bed once more, and snuggled into her love.

The next thing she knew, she was being awoken by a gentle hand shaking her shoulder. She opened her bleary eyes, and found her face to be pressed firmly into the side of Rachel's firm breast. Blushing, she scrambled out of the bed. Her sister, who had woken her up, was smirking knowingly, her mother was conveniently looking at the ceiling, and Amanda was by the door, giggling.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing," Amanda said evasively. At that moment, the door swung open and Luke strode in. "Hey, guys, did I miss anything?"

Anna snorted, and Luke narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"Oh, nothing!" She walked over and gave him a quick hug, before turning her attention to Alice.

"Dr. Schwartz was just telling us that Rachel has begun to regain a lot of her memories," she explained.

"Really?" Luke was giving his full attention

"Indeed," Amanda continued. "She remembered individuals first, but none of the experiences associated with them. Later, she remembered her and Elsa's first meeting, and last night...the accident."

"Does she...remember any of us," Luke asked, glancing at Rachel.

"Not as far as we -"

"I do," Rachel said. "I remember you, Luke, very, very vaguely, however. I'm afraid I don't remember you that much, Anna. There's just some...feelings, something tells me we were very close."

"We were," Anna said. "We are. We will be again, I promise you."

Rachel smiled warmly, extending her arm towards Anna, who took it gladly.

Amanda stepped forward. "I'm prepared to release you in a week. Five days, at the very minimum. But, since your arm is in a cast, and can't obviously use crutches, we'll have to provide you with a wheelchair. I presume you would be okay taking care of her, Elsa?"

Elsa nodded enthusiastically. "God, yes!"

Amanda smiled. "I thought you would. Looking forward to getting out of here?"

"You have no idea," Rachel giggled. "But I have admit, I will miss you!"

"We'll still see each other, Rachel!"

"I'm glad." Rachel smiled warmly at Amanda. "I'll leave you all in peace for now!" She turned and left the room, a slight spring in her step, smiling at Alice as she left.

"What was that about, mom," Elsa asked suspiciously.

"Oh, nothing," Alice replied dreamily. "We just got talking earlier on. She's really sweet, she could become a good friend."

Elsa smirked.

"Oh, wipe that smile off your face this instant!" Alice was blushing slightly, which only caused Elsa to raise her eyebrows. "Just because I haven't been with anyone in more than a decade doesn't mean I'm going to jump into bed with the first person I meet! Besides, just because everyone you know is a lesbian, I am not!" A devilish smile took form on her face. "Even though I do have needs...and Amanda is very beautiful, I bet she and I could have some fun togeth-"

"Oh, mom! Gross," Elsa complained, pulling a face. Anna stood silently by, gazing intently at the ceiling.

Alice cackled wickedly. "You asked!"

"Yeah...b-but I...I didn't -"

"Relax, Elsa, I'm kidding," Alice chuckled. Elsa scowled, and turned her back.

Alice giggled to herself, then turned her thoughts to the pretty doctor. She had been joking with Elsa, however she found herself thinking of Amanda. She was very lonely from time to time...if only Amanda was a man, she thought to herself. She frowned, racking her brains, thinking of a reason if it indeed mattered she was a woman.

Because I'm not a lesbian? She shook her head. Am I? Sure...I like men, but there's something about Amanda...can I think of a reason why I couldn't be with another woman? She couldn't. Conflicted, she resolved to talk to Amanda more in the future. At the very least, she could become a good friend. Her thoughts turned to the more pressing issue that had been weighing on her mind, the prospect of Gretchen's funeral.

"Rachel, darling," she announced, unsure of how to broach the sensitive subject.

"Hmm?"

"Have you thought about...how...when you would like to h-have...your mother's funeral?"

Rachel's easy smile vanished. "I haven't, actually, no. I'll get it sorted when I get out of here."

"You will not! You have far too much to worry about as it is! I just need a date, everything else is organised."

Rachel's jaw dropped. "You...you paid for it? The whole thing?"

Alice nodded proudly.

"You didn't have to do that! I couldn't ask you to spend that sort of money!"

"I know you couldn't have asked, which is why I just did it," Alice retorted.

Rachel's eyes welled up with tears, and she held out her arms for a hug. Alice swept forwards and pulled the young girl into a comforting embrace, as she cried quietly into her shoulder.

"Thank you," she whispered.

Alice giggled. "You're welcome, darling."

The next six days flew by, a fact which Rachel had mixed feelings. She was excited to go home and spend time with her newly reacquainted beloved, but equally she was dreading attending her mother's funeral.

Amanda and Alice strode into the room, talking loudly and giggling like schoolgirls. The two women had gotten to know each other well over the past week, and they had become firm friends.

"Good morning, Rachel," Amanda greeted cheerfully. "Today's the day, then! You're going home. How are you feeling? Nervous? Excited?"

"Relieved, more like," Rachel enthused. "Any longer here and I'd go stir-crazy!"

Amanda chuckled warmly. "So, there's not much I need to tell you, really. You know about the wheelchair, obviously, and you'll be confined to it until we can get that cast off so you can use crutches. Shouldn't be too long, it wasn't a big break."

Rachel raised her eyebrows, remembering the searing pain in her arm, as well as her leg. "Certainly felt like a big break."

Amanda nodded. "Fractures are a bitch, to put it bluntly." Behind her, Alice giggled.

"Your leg will take a while to heal over completely, however. When it does, you'll need to come back in to be fitted for a prosthesis, assuming you want one, of course."

"Oh, definitely."

"I thought you would," Amanda smiled. She leaned out the door and called for an orderly, who arrived a few moments later bearing a wheelchair. Elsa immediately rushed to Rachel's side as she threw off the blankets, moving into a sitting position with moderate effort. Slowly, she placed her good leg on the ground, and stood, her knee wobbling slightly. She winced as the wound in her abdomen was disturbed, but finally managed to stand straight, with Elsa clutching her shapely waist to provide support. Rachel twisted on her ankle and lowered herself into the wheelchair with a grunt, and Elsa let out a small whoop! Smiling, she pushed Rachel out the door and towards the exit, Amanda, Alice, and Anna following. They stopped at the front desk momentarily to allow Amanda to file some paperwork, and then journeyed out to Alice's car.

Rachel managed to get into the front passenger seat without much assistance, and Anna folded the wheelchair up and flung it in the back.

"Careful, Anna," Alice admonished. Looking up, she caught Amanda smiling at her, and her heart fluttered mysteriously. She was content with Amanda being a good friend, but she still couldn't shake these confusing feelings she was experiencing.

"Why don't you get in the car, Anna? You can drive. I just want to talk to Amanda for a second."

Anna smirked, and got in the car. Sighing, Alice took Amanda off to the side, out of earshot. She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't find the words. Amanda raised her eyebrows expectantly, but nothing came out. Struck by a sudden burst of boldness, Alice flung herself at Amanda, hugging her tightly.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," she whispered into the doctor's ear.

Amanda squeezed Alice firmly, their bodies pressing together. "You're welcome. But it was all her, really."

Alice said nothing, only rested her head on Amanda's shoulder. They embraced for at least five minutes, Alice running her hands slowly up and down Amanda's back. Their proximity wasn't helping Alice's newfound confliction regarding her sexuality, but right now she didn't care. Regardless of anything else, Amanda was a good friend, even though they'd only had their first real conversation a week ago.

"Can I ask you something, Mandy?" She felt Amanda tense at the new nickname.

"Mandy?"

"Sorry! That just came out, I guess. Don't you like it?"

"It's okay, Alice. Just for you, though!"

Alice's heart fluttered at Amanda's words, and she sighed contentedly.

"What were you going to ask me, though?"

"Oh! I was wondering if you would like to come to the funeral? I'd like you to be there, and I know it would mean a lot to Rachel and Elsa."

"Of course I will! Just tell me the time and date, and I'll make sure I get the time off!"

"Thank you," Alice said sincerely. She pulled away from the hug, feeling an odd pang of loss. "Take care, Mandy."

Amanda smiled, and stroked Alice's cheek softly. Realising what she was doing, she blushed and whipped her hand away, though Alice did not mind. She kissed her on the cheek, and hugged briefly once more, before parting ways. Alice got into the back seat of her truck as Anna started the engine.

"So, mom," Anna said mischievously as she pulled away. "You and Mandy, then!"

"What? Anna, were you eavesdropping?"

"Yes, I was," Anna stated, matter-of-factly. "That was some hug, huh?"

"I don't quite know what you're implying, young lady!"

"Oh, come on, mom! I'm saying, or rather I'm asking, is there anything going on between you and...Mandy?"

"No," Alice replied, a little too quickly.

"No?" Anna's voice was dripping with innuendo. "You mean to tell me that six and a half minute hug was nothing more than platonic? Shit, I don't think even Elsa and Rachel have hugged that long!"

"Well..." Elsa began, snickering.

"Enough, Anna! We are friends, so don't go making something out of this!"

"Fine, fine," Anna said smoothly.

Alice was infuriated. "Just drive," she snapped.

Anna, to Rachel's utter surprise, obeyed her mother. Twenty minutes later, they were pulling up outside Rachel's apartment.

"So, this is where I live?" Rachel asked. Elsa looked at her in surprise; so much of Rachel's memories had returned she often didn't realise that there was still much lost to her. "That's right, snowflake. You'll see when you get inside."

Elsa pushed Rachel to the lobby, and rounded the corner to the elevator.

"There's an elevator here," Anna asked. "Why have we never used it before?

"Taking the stairs is good for you, Anna," Alice remarked.

Anna pouted, and called for the elevator. The doors slid open, and the four of them quickly made their way to the top floor. Opening Rachel's door, they entered the dark apartment.

"Freezing in here," Anna complained.

"Eh. We like the cold, I guess," Elsa replied.

"Yeah, because you two are having sex all the time!"

"She's not wrong," Elsa said quietly to Rachel. She giggled, blushing.

"Is there anything we can do for you, Rachel dear," Alice asked.

"I need a shower, desperately!"

Alice laughed. "Elsa dear, will you two be alright alone? I'm sure Rachel doesn't need the lot of us helping her shower!"

"We'll be fine, mom, thanks!"

Alice kissed her daughter on the cheek, her future daughter-in-law on the head, and left. Anna followed, smirking.

"Don't give me that look," Elsa scolded.

Anna giggled, and left.

"Come on, Rach, let's get you ready!"

Rachel hesitated, a pained expression on her face.

"What's wrong, snowflake?"

"M-my leg..."

"What about it?"

"Since the accident, you h-havent s-seen me n-naked. I f-feel a bit...like you w-wont think I'm a-at-attractive anymore!" Silent tears streamed down her face as she sobbed.

"Oh, snowflake!" Elsa knelt down in front of her and gave her a tender kiss, wrapping her arms around her. "I will always find you attractive! And sexy, insatiable, ravaging, smouldering..." She cut herself off with another kiss, more forceful this time, and she felt Rachel's tongue dart out.

"Come on, sweetheart, lets get you into the shower!" They moved through to the bathroom, where Elsa aided Rachel in removing her t-shirt. It was difficult to move it around the cast on her arm, but finally they succeeded. Elsa's breath hitched as the garment was removed, as Rachel was not wearing a bra. Her beautiful breasts stood out proudly from her chest, and Elsa's eyes raked over them.

"Enjoying the view, Els," Rachel giggled.

"Yes. Yes, I am! Come on, let's get you up!" She grabbed Rachel's good arm and hoisted her into a standing position, her breasts pressing delightfully against her bare arm. Looking down, she saw something that made her gasp. The bandages had been removed from her abdomen, and a twelve-inch scar traced across her stomach, from the bottom of her sternum to her side. Rachel unbuttoned her jeans, and looked Elsa in the eyes.

"Don't look, okay?"

"What? I've seen you naked more times than I've seen you clothed! How can I help you otherwise?"

"It's not that, it's...Els...I'm sorry, but I'm not comfortable with you seeing me like...this."

"Your leg?"

Rachel nodded. Elsa smiled at her, and closed her eyes. "Tell me where to walk, you can use me to lean on." Suddenly she felt a pair of warm lips against hers, kissing her softly. "Thank you, Els. Now, walk forwards a little."

Elsa complied, and she heard a distinctive thud, thud, thud, as Rachel hopped towards the shower stall. The glass door slid open, and Rachel managed to maneuver herself inside. She turned the water on, and immediately gasped.

"Ah, fuck! That's cold!"

"Should've turned it on before, silly!"

"I didn't want to slip getting in," Rachel replied. "Can you hold on to me, just so I can keep my balance while I wash myself?"

"Sure," Elsa inched forward, her hands outstretched. One landed on what felt like a shoulder, and the other was firmly planted on what was most definitely Rachel's large breast. Rachel giggled, "Els, that isn't going to help much!"

Elsa removed her hand and tried to find a more suitable body part, but not before she heard a loud shriek and a thud.

"Oh my god, Rachel?"

"Owwww..."

"You fell, didn't you?"

"Yes. And...I can't get up."

"Can...can I open my eyes?"

"If you must, yes."

Elsa opened her eyes, and was greeted with the almost comical sight of a naked Rachel sprawled out on the shower floor. Her bad leg was obscured by the foggy glass, but she could see very clearly between her legs.

"Elsa! Focus!"

"Wha..? Sorry!" She knelt down and tried to help Rachel up, while at the same time trying not to get wet. Her slippery body was proving most difficult to hold, and she was very distracted by the sight of her large breasts. She kept trying, but after several failed attempts, during which Rachel swore she bruised her coccyx, she gave up.

"Fuck this," Elsa swore, and pulled her t-shirt over her head.

"Els...what are you doing?"

"Getting in," Elsa replied, unclasping her bra.

"What! No, Els, please, I don't want you to see-"

"Rach, I'm going to see sooner or later. It is nothing to be ashamed about, you hear me?

Rachel nodded, and Elsa wasted no time in stripping. She got in, her heart race increasing at the sight of her naked fiancée. For Rachel's comfort, she made a point of ignoring her leg, and she bent down and slid her arms under her back.

"Wrap your arms around my neck, okay?"

Rachel complied, and Elsa successfully hauled Rachel into a standing position. Their bodies pressed together, breasts touching delightfully. Rachel leaned in for a tender kiss, and soon they were passionately making out, the hot water cascading down upon them, and soon Elsa forgot the situation.

But unfortunately, reality caught up to them, and Rachel pulled away, tears in her eyes.

"Oh, Rach, sweetheart," Elsa cooed, her arms still wrapped tightly around her. "Whatever is the matter?"

"W-what did I e-ever do t-to deserve you?"

"What? How could you ask something like that?"

"L-look at me, Elsa. Really look at me."

Elsa stepped back, and roamed her eyes over Rachel's body. The scar stood out more prominently on her hot skin, there was a great deal of bruising over her shoulders. But Elsa's eyes were drawn downwards, to her amputated foot. Her leg ended about two-thirds the way down her shin, wrapped in bandages.

"I'm looking, Rachel. And I see you. Sure, you're injured and missing a foot, but you're still you! You just gave me a heartmelting kiss, just like we always did. You say you don't remember but it's still inside you, Rachel! I c-could never l-leave you, s-snowflake!" Her own voice cracked as emotion welled up inside her, and soon she was crying forcefully.

Rachel embraced her again, her wet body sliding over Elsa's deliciously. Elsa buried her face in Rachel's good shoulder and wept. "I'm s-so sorry Rachel! For...for everything that's happened to you!"

"Hush, now. None of it was your fault, my darling."

"Y-you could have d-died, snowflake!"

"But I didn't, Elsa. And I'm here, now, with you. Always, and forever." She kissed her tenderly on the lips.

Elsa smiled ruefully. "You needed comfort, and ended up comforting me. You're so selfless, snowflake."

Rachel returned the smile, accompanied by a small kiss. "I'm not done comforting you yet." She leaned in and gave her another deep kiss, before pulling away. Taking a deep breath, she began to sing.

Somewhere out there,

Beneath the pale moonlight,

Someone's thinking of me,

And loving me tonight,

She paused to give Elsa another kiss.

Somewhere out there,

Someone's saying a prayer,

That we'll find one another,

In that big somewhere out there.

At that last line, Elsa began to cry again, but this time with tears of joy. She kissed Rachel deeply, before reaching around her to grab a washcloth.

"Let me take care of you now, okay?"

Rachel said nothing, only smiling gently. Slowly, Elsa began to wash Rachel, starting on her shoulders, taking care not to aggravate her bruises. She worked her way down, avoiding her breasts for the time being, and gently navigated around the scar. Rachel winced, but Elsa soothed her with a tender kiss to the sore area. She did not falter when she reached Rachel's leg, much to her fiancée's appreciation. When she was finished, she discarded the washcloth and turned her attention to her breasts, washing them with her bare hands. She slid over the smooth flesh, feeling the perky nipples rub on her palms. She pinched them, causing Rachel to gasp.

"Ahh...Els?"

"Mmmhm?"

"As lovely as this is, I...I don't think I'm r...ready yet. T-to have s-sex again, I mean."

Elsa's heart sank, but she understood. "Awh, snowflake," she kissed her gently. That's quite all right, I completely understand."

"This is quite lovely, though," she continued, referring to her breasts.

"Well," Elsa said, pinching a nipple, "what say we dry off and head to bed, hmm? I can play with them all night if you wish."

Rachel smiled lustfully, and turned the water off. With difficulty, she extricated herself from the shower, and Elsa wrapped a towel around her. Pulling her good arm around her shoulders, they hopped to the bedroom with great effort.

By the time they reached the bed, they were very nearly dry, so Elsa helped Rachel lay down in the bed, still naked. Elsa snuggled up into her side, and immediately lay a hand on her soft breast.

Rachel's good arm reached over and tugged on Elsa's nipple, causing the blonde to moan slightly. She reached across and kissed her fiancée deeply, their tongues intertwining.

"I love you so much, Elsa."

"I love you too, snowflake."