T H I R T Y - S I X

"Nnngh..." I woke up to the sound of the heart monitor. My eyes adjusted as I looked around my new surroundings. . "Was... it all a dream?"

   The door opened to reveal my mother and father as they rushed over to my side as they held a bag of their breakfast.

   "Sweetie... I was so worried about you!!" My mother cried, she quickly sat down on my bed and set her things down as she showered me with kisses.

   "What... happened?" My voice was completely broken and raspy. Like I was asleep for days.

   "You had an accident. The officers said that your car breaks weren't working and the car got out of control. They believed you were on the way home a few nights ago and you crashed into a few cars and truck full of dirt, which you and the truck driver fell into the waters," my mother explained. "The police did a further investigation that the car was tampered, so there won't be no charges for the moment until it's resolved."

   "You should thank that boy..." my father pointed to a tan skinned boy on the sofa, sleeping peacefully. He had beautiful soft curls and wore a a white shirt and brown jeans, and had what I assume is a yellow jacket with Chameleons on it, that was keeping him warm from my cold hospital room. He looks so familiar. As if I've seen him before. But nothing rings a bell at the moment. "He saw the situation and saved you from drowning. The boy explained his side of the story to the authorities. They're waiting for you to wake up to tell yours." I gazed back at my parents.

   "The boy never left your side. He wanted to reassure you were alright. He was deeply worried. Especially he didn't know who you are." My mother gazed at him with admiration. "But in his own words he said, he heard your pleads for help. As if he feet moved on his own he ran after you, him and a bystander dived right in to save you and the driver. You weren't responding and did immediate CPR on you. He attempted with option one, without mouth-to-mouth involved. But it didn't work so he gave you oxygen to push out the water of you. You were soon revived and was knocked out cold after."

   I heard shuffling and a grunt as I focused once again on the boy. He yawned and his eyes flutter awake. He sat up and rubbed his eyes as he turned his head towards us. He mumbled a 'good morning'. Then looked away for a second and turned back around shocked as he looked at me.

   "You're awake!" He smiled and walked over to me. "I'm Camilo Madrigal." His smiled made feel warm inside as I gulped.

   "Y-Y/n. Umm... have we met before? You look awfully familiar." I asked.

   "Hm?" He stared at me as he blinks, then frowns. "We're in the same High School together. We have Theater and History together."

   No. Thats not where I remember seeing him before. Where... Where...

   "Camilo, sweetie. I brought you breakfast. Take care of her for us. We'll go get her something to eat and let the doctors know she's awake." They both nod and my parents left the room.

   "It's funny..." he smiles and pauses as he takes a set on my bed. "A beautiful model like yourself, getting into a car crash. I'm glad that your beautiful face is still the same, so I can continue admiring you in class."

   "So if my face was battered, you'd stop admiring me? So you're saying I could be ugly." I crossed my arms.

   He chuckles. "I would still admire you."

   There was a silence that fell between us as we stared at each other. My heart was pounding as if I had feelings for him.

   "Camilo?"

   "Yeah?"

   "It felt like a dream but... I can't remember anything besides who I am and who's my family." I stated.

   A small yet faint voice whispered in my head, the words... "your new next life."

   "What? You don't remember? I can fill you in, since like..." he whips his imaginary long hair. "Your number one, admirer." He winks. "You have a best friend named Finn and Rachel. You're like the most popular girl in school. But I don't care of popularity as I have my own status as the popular guy in school. You're a straight A student but very mischievous at times. You have a very great reflex. Even a great fighter. You.. have a beautiful smile... eyes... laugh... heart..." he slows down and frowns. "You're onto something... have we really met?"

   I feel like a small piano started to play as I try to think long and hard. A memory flashed into my head as memory hit me straight on. The door swings open cutting me off my trance and the doctor enters.

"Good Morning, Y/n. I'm so happy to hear your awake. I'm Dr. Julieta Madrigal. Camilo, would please step out so I can examine her?" Dr. Madrigal smiled at him.

"Of course, Tia." He slipped off my bed.

"Wait... Camilo." I grabbed his soft hand and looked at me. "Can we talk after I'm done?"

"Sure." He pulled away and heads towards the door. "I'm going home Tia. I'll be back soon."

"Ok. Careful on the way home."

"I will!" He left the room.

After hours examining me, from x-rays, blood drawns, and more. Dr. Madrigal announced I could be discharged from the hospital today. My parents smiled and she went to get the papers. The sun was setting by the time I was discharged. I was walking out of the hospital, as I remembered everything that happened. I was a spy. Ms. Eris. Colombia. The hidden village. Meeting the Madrigals. Living with them and getting romantic feelings for Camilo. I understand why my heart was racing. Camilo was my soulmate even before everything. But if explained it to my parents, they won't believe me. I'm in a new life. I assume that I set free the Madrigal's from this ever ending loop of their future being taken from. Even my ever ending loop of finding them every time.

I heard footsteps ahead of me and I looked up at Camilo. He waved as his features illuminated but the beautiful orange, red and purple colors of the sunset. I felt my tears well up and I ran towards him. He was shocked at what's happening and jumped slightly as he caught me and I kissed him.

I pulled away slightly looking into his eyes as they shimmered brightly than ever. He smiled.

"Mi angelita..."

"Yes, Mi Heroe...?"

"Is the nightmare over?"

"Yes. It's over."

"I don't want to ever let you go... not then... not ever... please... tell me this isn't a dream..." he lowers his gaze as I did the same.

"It's not... I promise... that I will take everywhere that I've been... catch you up." We kissed again and I feel the new Camilo withdraw and my Camilo resurfaces.

I love you.... Camilo Madrigal...