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Handsome Jack x Amnesia!Reader {Falling} *Part Two*

You stared out the window in one of Hyperion's many halls, looking out to space.

It has been a whole month since you had supposedly just fallen through the ceiling and onto Handsome Jack's desk in his office. The Hyperion staff had cleaned you up and gotten you a casts for your several broken bones, and Jack himself had filled you in on what Hyperion and Pandora was. You had a feeling he did it because he didn't want you to hear any one else's side of the story. You might hear something you shouldn't.

You didn't really talk to your doctors, you usually just stayed in the room Handsome Jack had given you and sat in thought. The room was nice, but it had no windows, which upset you. So your second place to go was just through the Hyperion Halls and look at the different views while you tried to remember who you were.

You didn't know why Jacks' daughter Angel had came so clearly to you after just seeing a picture. You had a feeling both you and Jack knew you had something to do with him, but he didn't remember you. So that was another problem stacked to the pile.

You wanted to talk to Jack more, since he was the only one you knew and was somehow apart of what you used to be. But, being the big guy for Hyperion, he was either locked in his office or doing something completely bizarre, either here or on Pandora. To put it simply, he didn't have time for you, which you guessed was only reasonable. You two did talk sometimes though. Just not enough.

As you looked out to space, you felt strong hands slap your shoulders for a scare. You twitched, but you weren't very startled. You turned around. "Speak of the devil," You smiled, seeing the same masked man looking down at you.

"You flatter me, pumpkin," He laughed, standing by your side.

"Don't have anything to do?" You raised a brow, going back to your sight-seeing. In the corner of your eye you saw him shrug.

"Something like that. You sure do like space, huh? I've kind of gotten used to it, personally."

"I think I'll never get used to it, it's all so beautiful and rare in my eyes." You looked back to Jack. "But the view from your office is still my very favorite,"

"I think that's the same for everyone, kitten," He ruffled your hair, and you just laughed. He didn't know your name, so he just called you pet names. You liked it a little, though.

"I wish we could talk more, I feel more myself around you." You told the man honestly. "I think I can find my memories faster if I get to know more about you, you know?"

"How mysterious," He raised a brow, and rested his back against the window. Crossing his arms, he shrugged again. "What do you want to know?"

"Alright, we'll start small. How about why you have golden Jack heads in your office spitting out water?"

"Gotta make the room fit Jack, hun. Gotta make it sexy."

"Of course," You laughed.

The two of you went like that for what seemed like forever. And you had to say, you loved it. Talking to him seemed so natural. He brought out the sassy, sarcastic side of you. The more you asked questions, the more it seemed to be a daring-truth game other than "hey-let-me-learn-about-you-so-I-can-learn-about-me".

"Alright," You came out of your new fit of giggles, the two of you sitting on the ground next to the window. "Whooo... was your first love?"

"Getting a little personal there, aren't we?" He laughed at you, arm perched on his knee. "You're lucky I like you, kid, and that I'm curious about you. Otherwise I would have strangled you to death."

"Strangle or chocked?"

"Alright, c'mon, how does no one know the difference- okay, you see, chocking is when-"