“And you haven’t remembered anything since then? About yourself? Or about others, like me?”
He shakes his head and spreads his hands in an apologetic gesture.
Two days for him, one for me. For a moment the panicky feeling is back. What if we never find out who we are? What if…
“I am glad that you are here.”
The quiet admission shakes me out of my misery, and spontaneously I put my hand on his arm.
“Me too. I don’t like to be alone.”
Source: Hours of Freedom by Vanasati | https://web.archive.org/
Kirk and Spock wake up on a planet with no memory of who they are. Luckily they have each other… Absolutely wonderful amnesia fic.