blondexhurricane:

soldierheartcd:

dr-teddyaltman

“I’m sorry. I know it’s not fair
for me to keep asking you to
do all these things when you
don’t even remember who I
am, but if you don’t help me,
who else will?”

“I don’t know why you still can’t remember.”
When it came to the workings of the brain,
Delia was completely lost. The only organ
she was an expert on was the heart. It was
all thanks to the woman standing in front of
her who now looked at her as nothing more
than a s t r a n g e r. “I didn’t mean for you
to get so upset. Don’t worry about it. I’ll just
figure it out on my own. That’s pretty much
become my new normal lately anyway.”

At this, Teddy couldn’t help but feel guilty. This
may  not  have been her daughter, but wouldn’t
she  have helped any other young girl who was
in Delia’s place? She was a soldier, and it was
her duty to aid the weak and wounded  — right
then,   it  seemed  as  though  Delia  was  both.
Because  of  this,  Teddy  knew she had to set
aside  her qualms in order to help this girl find
a way to live again.

“I’m sorry,” Teddy sighed, genuinely abashed.
“Of course I’ll help you. Just tell me what you
need.”