Rekindled Memories

A hand clamped onto my wrist, pulling me into a side alley. The other covering my mouth to prevent me from screaming as my unknown assailant held me close. "Quiet." A familiar voice hissed. "I won't hurt you." My breath caught, that voice. I knew that voice. How could I know this voice when all the others, my friends, my family...were unknown. It was a voice of memory. A voice....
His hand relaxed from my mouth after the footsteps of my chasers faded down the roadway. "Are you alright?" He asked turning me so I could face him.
His face was shadowed, which made sense considering we were in a dark alley. But his touch, his voice. "Ummm....for how I am. Yah." I managed, I bit my lip. "I'm sorry...who are you?"
His head tilted and he gave a soft laugh. "I would be James, Megan." He said with a half shrug.
My heart jumped as he said my name. James. James. Was this actually the guy in all those pictures I'd seen in the photo albums? Was this the one familiar piece that I could actually latch onto in my forgotten memories? I reached up to his face, my fingers curving around his head to pull him forward into the light of the street. I had to see. I had to know.
A familiar smile, crooked in its amusement met me first, but then his eyes. Those chocolate eyes I couldn't forget even if I didn't quite remember them. "James." I whispered.
Heh nodded holding still in my hands. "That would be me. I heard you'd been injured....are you alright?"
I knew he knew that I wasn't. "You came back."
His own hand reached out to stroke my cheek. Keeping the movement slow and gentle. "Why wouldn't I? I couldn't leave my best friend to wander alone when she can't remember anything."
I laughed weakly, closing my eyes and pressed my head into his chest, letting my hands fall. "Good. I've been wanting to see you." Though I still didn't know why for sure. My best friend huh? I could deal with that, though if I had my pounding heart to judge by, I felt a lot more than friendship for him. "I would have pummeled you if you didn't show up before I remembered anything." I muttered, relaxing as his arms wrapped around me.
"I'm here." He said soothingly. "I'll always be here when you need me, don't worry about that."

-Inspiration from watching Detective Conan Movie 4.