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Once again, she was in the computer...going through security barrier after security barrier, as if they had never existed.

She forgot everything except what she was doing. All else faded into the background. It didn't matter that she didn't know who she was, or that she was doing something illegal. What mattered was that she was in the computer, working.

As her nimble fingers and mind made short work of the remaining codes, she laughed. "They haven't changed anything since the last time I was...." She stopped and stared at the screen, memories flooding her mind.

"Beth?" It was Moriarty. Lestrade felt bile rise in her throat, but choked it down.

"I'm all right. I just got stuck for a minute." She turned to him and gave him a smile, then turned back to the computer. She would have to finish what she'd started. She didn't want Moriarty to realize she had her memory back.

She didn't want whoever had done this to her to realize it, either.