*click*

*chatter chatter*

The bright light irritates Owen he lifts ups his blanket to cover his head.

“(sleepy) Leave….me.”

“(faint) How is he doing Carol?"

“(faint) Pretty good……..For everything he has been through.”

“(sleepy) Mommy……Daddy.”

He opens his little eyes to see his mother adjusting his medical dose and his father stood next to his bed.

“How you doing, son.”

“Good……Just a little tired.”

His father places on top of his he notices a strange syringe sticking out from his hand.

“Are hurt……too daddy?”

“No….this is just for……precaution.”

“Where is Phyro?”

“His is waiting outside……You will see him. Let me just finish here honey.”

“I need to…..”

*grasp sheets*

*grunt*

The boy gather almost all his strenght to tries lift himself up. Unfortunely the hand of his parents hold him down for a moment.

“…….Why?”

“Just a hold on for a moment honey.”

“Listen to your mother son. She was taking care of you all this time.”

*wimper*

Carol seeing how desperate he was hurries his check up.

“Just one more check up and I promised.”

*unbuttons shirt*

She undresses the boy and inspect his lower back and his clavicle area. the marks of his battle were still there but they seem to be healed up quite quick.

“Just a few bruises.”

*pat *

“Let’s go see your friend, sweet pie.”

The boy swallows his tears and brightens his face. His mothers prepares him to walk again. Carefully they help him by holding his medical serum as they watched him taking his steps once again.

“Is everything fine son?”

“Just a little dizzy.”

“So let’s leep going them. If you feel anything weird I hold you, all right?”

“Yeah…..”

Slowlly he walks down the corridor using the walls of the building as support.

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*step……..step……step*

*trips*

“Sweet heart!!!!”

*gets up*

“I……am……fine….mom.”

step……..step…….step

“Should’nt we help him, Carol?”

“Well If he is trying to walk that will help him heal a bit.”

“…….What are in theses bags that we are holding for him.”

“Just painkillers……Heavy dose.”

“So he should’nt be walking them?”

“No It’s just for his broken bones…..He is doing fine the dizziness is just a side effect. Oh and talking about that his serum is empty.”

“Should I get another one?”

“No need he does’nt seem to be in pain even we I touched his bruises he did not feel anything.”

“huh, trusting you doc.”

They feel the bags of liquids being dragged away from their hand. As they look towards their son he was running towards his pet.

“Phyro!!!!”

“Owrrri!!!!”

“(muffled) Thank you……I will give a big piece of meat next time.”

“Fuaaaah.”

*snuggle snuggle*

“Owen.”

“Let the boy alone Carol. He has beem through a lot.”

The boy cried and cuddle with his little friend for a while. Standing in the conner Ben, Sam and Mike looked please to see them both together.

*huff*

“You two have a great newphew.”

“It would be good to be in his family but me and Sam are not related to them.”

*huff*

“So why the “uncle”?”

“Don’t know the boy just decided to call us like that one day.”

“Why the huffing and puffing, montaineer?”

“Just too much smoke.”

*huff*

As Carol went to remove the access from the boy’s hand Jonh approuch the peeking group.

“How you doing boys.”

“Throught we never see you smile again, Jonh.”

“Yeah did’nt even want a beer to relax.”

*huff*

“You two don’t have a hearth.”

grabs shoulder

*huff*

“The decision you made was right, Jonh. Don’t let your head tell you otherwise.”

“Thanks Ben.”

“Beem a rough week for you buddy. But are you ready to start the plan?”

“Mike?….Sam?”

“Following you buddy.”

“Till hell and back friend.”

“Well them…….is all on your hand Ben.”

*huff*

“Going to talk to boys……And you talk to the tenent.”

*sliding door*

"Good morning for you all.”

The voice of the familiar figure makes them stop and turn around to the source of the sound.

The sargent politely steps closer to them group followed by two other soldiers. For a moment Jonh and his group remained silence for a moment but they quickly respond the gesture.

“……Sargent It’s beem a while.”

*extend hand*

*handshake*

Jonh feels the grindness of the sargent’s hand.

“For sure mister Saverin, congratulations on the job.”

The sargent eyes dashes around the corridor as If something was missing.

“……..So, what’s bring you and your subordinates here?”

“Oh……We are here to talk to the wounded both civilian and military. This one on my left is a overseer from the goverment and the one my right is a journalist from the American watcher.”

*handshake*

“Great to see that the goverment is fighting on.”

“Thanks but men like you are the ones doing the heavy lifting we owe you alot.”

“Glad to hear that.”

Jonh turns to other man and greets him.

“American watcher, huh?”

“Yes we are here to talk to the surviviors.”

“Aren’t you the ones who interviewed my son?”

“For sure mister Saverin maybe some day we can interview you sir.”

“Nothing remarkable about me thou.”

Giving the chance Muller skitters away from the group to find for what he has beem searching for. In a instance he sees Carol discreetly trying to gently push something into a doorway. Muller approuches the woman.

“Good morning miss Saverin.”

*stops*

“Oh…….Good morning for you too Sargent.”

“I must say you have saved a lot of lives in this whole conflict. For that I must thank you.”

“…….Oh that…….It was nothing just doing my job.”

“Oh……For a chance have you seem Owen?”

*sweats*

“My son…..Don’t know he was-”

“(faint) Mommy?”

They both peek into the open doorway seeing Owen cuddling with Phyro.

“Oh……sweethearth we were just talking-”

Muller walk past her and goes to see the little boy.

“How you doing buddy?”

“well….”

*picks up*

“Was It scary?”

“A little……But It was exciting.”

“Was you hurt?”.

“Yeah mommy patch me up…..Muller one of them talked to me.”

“Hummm……Interesting you should come pass by my office so we can talk about that later.”

“Okay…..”

Hearing thouse words Carol step closer her sense of motherly protection tingling to get Owen out of the man’s arms by force of wits. Phyro too was uncomfortable in the man’ arms.

*sniff sniff*

“What’s the matter Phyro.”

“Fuahhh!!!!!!”

The little dragon jumped out of his arm and went into battle position.

*sizzle sizzle*

“Calm down buddy.”

Seeing the oportunity she rushed to get Owen in her arms.

*pulls away*

“Oh….So sorry sargent……The dragon is just a little on the edge this day.”

“Is that so….Well don’t want to bother our recovering hero……so see you later Owen.”

“Bye Bye Muller.”

*step step step*

When she could hear the steps of Muller fading out she turns towards the little dragon.

“Thanks a lot Phyro.”

“Fuaaaaah.”

*little nod*