"Unfortunately, the transplant will cost you the most important of your memories."

Rylee glanced at her little sister lying on the bed. The monitor beeped as she blinked her eyes.

"Don't do it, Rylee, please, I'll be okay, I promise." She whispered.

Rylee looked to the floor and shifted her shoes.

"I'm going to need an answer soon. I'll leave you to think about it for now though." the doctor slipped out into the hallway.

Rylee went over to the side of the bed and kneeled down. Her sister slowly reached out and played with her hair.

"I have to do this." Rylee whispered.

"No, no you don't! I'll be okay without the stupid transplant! Please don't give up Mom and Dad's memory for me..." her sister whimpered.

Rylee softly stroaked her sister's forehead. "Mom and Dad are gone. You're the only thing I have left, Noelle. I couldn't bear to see you die."

"Yeah, yeah. But I can't watch you give up everything for me. What if something goes wrong? You remember what happened to-"

Rylee stopped Noelle. "Nothings going to happen. Do you trust me to do this?"

Noelle sighed quietly. "I trust you."

"Have you made your decision?" the doctor peeked his head into the room.

Rylee pulled herself up and gripped her sister's hand. "I have. I'll do it."

"Very good! Follow me to the room, please." the doctor smiled.

Rylee glanced at her sister then back up at him. "Is there a way we could do it in here?"

"Yes, yes of course. Let me get the machines and chair." the doctor rushed away, returning a moment later with two rolling machines and a chair.

He carried the chair over to Rylee and put it down, gesturing for her to sit.

Rylee gripped Noelle's hand tighter and sat. The doctor and a few others clicked in cords and pressed buttons. Finally, the doctor puts the cap on her head.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked.

"I am." Rylee replied confidently. Her insides shook.

"Okay. It seems like the memory of your parents is the one that is enough to pay, is that okay with you?" he wondered.

"It is." Rylee nodded.

Noelle whimpered.

Rylee turned to her. "It'll be okay." she turned back.

The doctor flipped a switch and Rylee froze. The bar on the screen slowly filled as the memory faded.

Suddenly, sparks flung from the back of the machine. The doctors and nurses blocked it from Noelle's view and panicked.

"No no no!" the doctor screamed.

A few final sparks flew and the machine dinged.

Rylee blinked and looked around in confusion. She spoke four words: "Who are you all?"