Soon it was night. Jolyne was left in the living room watching television. I took a shower while Jotaro stayed in the office looking through the stuff in there.

When I was done and freshly in my night clothes, I plopped down on my side of the bed. I made sure that the bed was made up, so that it was neat.

But a thought came to mind: would he be comfortable sleeping with someone he sees as a stranger? Was I still a stranger in his eyes?

Jotaro walked into the bedroom. "Um. I'm going to take a shower."

"Do you need help?" I added. "I mean, your face was still bandaged up, I wondered if it would make it difficult."

He said, "I might need to. My depth perception is a bit off. I can call you if I need help."

"You? Asking for help?"

His brow furrowed in confusion.

"Forget it. Call me when you need me. I'll be happy to help."

"Mm," he mumbled as he went into the bathroom.

I sat up on the bed and just watched the door closed. I could only see the light shining through the cracks. I waited for the shower to start.

After what felt like five minutes, I considered using my stand to see what he was seeing. I felt like it was a breach of privacy by doing it without him knowing.

"Hun?" I called as I got up from the bed. "Are you okay?" I got to the door and knocked.

There was no answer.

This worried me so I decided to use my stand. "Pierce The Veil, let's go."

Immediately, I was speculating Jotaro's vision. I found him staring right back at himself. He was looking in the mirror in a daze. His vision was off as the bandage was still covering half of his face. He was dressed decently. In fact, the only thing he took off was his hat.

I let myself in the bathroom. I closed the door behind me and placed my hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

His eye moved from the mirror to me. "We were supposed to die."

That's when I noticed that his breathes were ragged. His trembling hand went to the bandage and he tried to look underneath, but when he did, he quietly suck in air.

"It's okay," I said trying to find the words to reassure him. "It healed well. You're not bleeding. That stopped a week ago."

"No," he breathed. "We were supposed to die. He's going to kill us."

"No one's going to kill us," I tried to reason. "Pucci's been taken cared of."

"No. You don't understand-." He cut himself off at his breathes became deeper and faster.

Then Star Platinum materialized. He was scanning the bathroom. It was like he was searching for a threat.

But there existed no threat around us.

I had no idea what to do.

"J-Jotaro! The problems has been solved." I tried to get his attention by giving a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder that it was still on.

That only escalated the situation.

Jotaro gasped and pulled away. He took a couple of steps because until he was against the wall. He managed to said, "I'm gonna... be sick." He slouched down. He was getting tunnel vision.

I stood directly in front of him so that he could see me. I couldn't help it, but my hands trembled. I tried not to cry for his current state. "Focus on one thing, okay? You are home."

Jotaro was looking at something behind me, but he wasn't getting worse.

But he wasn't getting better either.

He slid down the wall until he was sitting.

Then I remembered something I learned. I kneeled down in front of him. "Put your head between your knees and focus on breathing."

Even if he wasn't looking at me, he did what I told him.

I scooted beside him and avoided touching him. I just sat there.

One minute went by. Then five. Then ten.

Star Platinum disappeared.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I still don't remember anything. I don't know what I was going on about."

"Don't apologize," I said. "Having anxiety for something you can't remember sounds terrifying."

Then he asked a question I didn't expect, "What's today's date?"

I answered, "April 2nd, 2012." I added the year for good measure since I had no idea how much the amnesia affected his memory.

There was more silence as a slight look of surprised came and went on his face.

I had no idea what went through his head. The incident with Pucci happened March 21st, so maybe the thought of it already passed is good for him. I hope.

He pulled his head from his knees and said, "I'm going to take this off." He began peeling off the bandage. He grimaced as some of his hair was stuck to the adhesive. Once it was off, he said, "That's better." He balled it up.

He stood up, so I did the same.

"Well," I said. "I'll leave so you can get your shower done, okay?"

"Um," he started. He blinked a few times, then he exhaled. "I still can't see with my other eye."

I reached up to his face on the side where the bandage was. A scar extended from this hairline down to his lips. It went right where his eye is. "I guess I should've expected this. Want me to stay?"

"If it's not too inconvenient." That was a yes, though he wouldn't like to admit it.

I sat down the toilet lid and sat down. "Fine. It's not inconvenient at all. I'll just be right here." I looked away as he began to undress.

Yes he was my partner, but I didn't want to stare daggers at him.

He nearly tripped as he got into the tub. A few seconds later, he asked, "How do you turn this on?"

"Ah right," I said, getting up. I avoided looking at him and glued my eyes on the nobs that included with turning on the shower.

When I got to the toilet, I just looked away. Even though the shower curtain covered my view, it still felt wrong. Then I thought, why am I still here? Like what else would I help him with? Wasn't he embarrassed with someone he doesn't know is in the bathroom with him? Let alone while he's showering?! It's not like he remembered all the moments we spent together clothless and in the bed. Was I over stepping my boundaries?! How does this amnesia thing works?!

"Um," I finally piped up. "I can wait outside if you want me to." I waited for him to reply.

"It's fine." That's all he said.

I didn't get the full meaning. Is it okay for me to stay? Or is it okay for me to leave?

"Hun, please clarify," I said. "Do you want me to stay?"

"Mmhm," he mumbled.

"Okay."

After his shower, he didn't need my help one bit. I wondered why he wanted me to stay in the first place, but it wasn't a hassle, so I didn't ponder on it.

I left the bathroom with him, and he began going through his dresser. As he put some clothes on, I just sat in bed nervously waiting for him to reject sleeping in bed with me.

When he was done dressing, he came to the side of the bed, I claimed was his.

I observed his night attire. I noticed that it was slightly too big for him. For a guy who was comatose for almost three months then another two weeks shortly after, it was to be expected.

Jotaro got in bed and laid down. He inhaled and exhaled heavily.

I said, "Today was a long day, hunh?"

"Yeah."

"I'm going to turn off the lights, okay?"

"Mm."

I got up from the bed and turned off the lights. Then I laid back down with my back facing him.

The next few minutes was tense. I knew that nighttime only consisted of sleeping for us right now, but this was awkward. I was under covers with a man who doesn't even remember me.

I had no idea how long it was until he fell asleep. Soon as I heard him softly snoring, I felt at ease. Then my exhaustion kicked in, and I was asleep.

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...

Then suddenly, I was awake again. I was facing him when I woke up.

Jotaro was steering in his sleep quite a bit. His back was to me, so I couldn't see well.

I mumbled, "Hey... you alright?"

He didn't answer. Maybe because he was asleep?!

I decided to use my stand. Not only can I see what a person is seeing in reality, but I can see what they do in their dreams.

When I saw what was in his mind, I shuddered. It was the last moments before he was nearly killed and had to make a choice. This time everyone died. It was almost instant.

Jotaro flinched and woke up shuddering. He didn't say anything. He just breathed heavy breaths.

Then I did what I would normally do in a situation like this when comforting him. "Jotaro, hun."

After a few heavy breaths. "Mm?"

"Can I hold you?"

"Mmhm."

I scooted closer to him. I laid my forehead against the back of his shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him tightly. Then I just stayed their cuddling up to him. I wouldn't say anything because the silence between was just so valuable to us. There was usually no words to describe way I felt for him and how wanted to take care of him.

Eventually, Jotaro relaxed his tense body and fell asleep.

As I was just about to drift off to sleep, I felt one of his hand's fingers interlock with mine. I tried not to make a big deal out of it, but that one of the things he used to do when I held him like that. I was just happy that he was comfortable with me.