"Kyle Denzel Greene, huh?" Kyle mused.

Junior nodded, "Although you are not my father, I am too used to the name 'Kyle'. My friends at school also call me Kyle."

Kyle could see his point. Changing the main name into something else would invoke all sorts of questions which Junior … no, Kyle … no, that was weird calling him that … Little Kyle? Mini Kyle?

Kyle scratched his head. This was going to be a bit tough.

"And Denzel?" Kyle asked, not really expecting an answer.

"Mummy said it means 'from a high stronghold'. A stronghold is a place like a fort, right? I think that's awesome," gushed young Kyle.

"It's a good name," Kyle said with a smile.

Samantha was getting much better and had approved of the name change. Her doctor said that this was a significant improvement and it wouldn't be long before she could be released.

She would still have to be strictly monitored, of course, and would still need to come back for consultations. It hadn't been long since Kyle took care of the little one, but he surely wormed into everyone's hearts.

Sam came back then, pushing up his glasses and announced, "All done. You can leave now."

"Great! Thanks, Sam," Kyle said as he pushed Sayuri out. Young Kyle walked next to Sayuri, Kay next to Kyle, his parents slightly behind while the overworked Sam sighed and picked up the briefcase and files.

At least, he wouldn't need to make these daily trips to the hospital now.

There was a slight smile on Sam's face as he watched the young family in front of him.

Betty wasn't showing yet, but he couldn't wait to hold his own baby in his arms. He wasn't that keen on babies, really … no, it was more of the fact that he felt awkward around them, but if it's his own, he was excited.

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Sarah's eyes fluttered open and she gasped softly.

For the first time, she saw someone. A human being.

He hadn't seen her yet, or rather, he was not aware that she was awake.

He had his back to her, but even then, she could tell that he was good-looking. Maybe it was because he stood up straight. Maybe it was because his dark hair was neat. Or maybe it was just because he was the first human being she had seen in such a long time.

He was busy changing the IV bag. He turned and upon seeing her opened eyes, his won went wide open and he stepped back, scared as he gripped a plastic bag.

Sarah was right.

He really was good-looking.

His eyes darted to the left and right, seemingly not knowing what to do when she said hoarsely, "Please, don't go."

The guy shook his head, obviously worried about something. He quickly took a few steps forward and changed her urine bag.

"Please, I won't say anything. Just … just talk to me," Sarah pleaded.

The guy's lips quivered but he didn't say a thing. He did his job quietly and Sarah sighed, tears forming in her eyes. She closed her eyes and the tears fell silently.

She jerked back a bit upon feeling it being wiped away, and a deep voice whispered, "Stay strong."

She opened her eyes quickly, only to see his back as he quickly ran out of the room.

With those words, Sarah started to have hope again.

Ever since that one time, she would occasionally wake up whenever he came to change the bags. He wouldn't talk to her at all and pretended not to realise that she was awake. That didn't deter Sarah, however, as she continued to talk to him softly.

She didn't ask anything, but simply talked about herself. Then, about her dreams of having a nice family. Being a housewife to take care of her husband.

She noticed that although he didn't talk, he seemed to listen. More so whenever she talked about her dreams of a family and future. She didn't talk about the fact that her future actually involved Kyle, for she wanted to portray herself as a sweet girl who was still single.

"Thank you for always taking care of me so well," Sarah said "And I don't even know your name."

"Ed," the guys suddenly said, looking at her briefly and then left.

"Ed," Sarah said to herself softly, smiling.

The days passed by quickly after that. She looked forward to the day that he would come.

Ed started responding to her more since then, and they would talk more every time he came to change the bags.

One day, he looked at her seriously and said, "If you promise not to try to kill yourself again, I can release you from the bed."

Sarah's eyes sparkled, "Really? I promise! I won't! It was just that I was so lonely. So long as you're here, I won't do anything stupid. Really!"

Ed looked at her intently and his gaze softened, "Okay."

With that, to her utter joy, he reached over to unfasten her bindings when he suddenly looked embarrassed.

"Erm … ah ... " he coughed nervously, "I'm going to have to take out the catheter."

Sarah blushed and she nodded, closing her eyes.

"This won't hurt, but you might feel a bit strange," Ed said softly as he pulled out the thin tubing.

Sarah felt a sensation akin to ice being slid across her skin. It wasn't painful, but like Ed said, just felt a bit weird.

"All done," he said softly then went to take out the IV drip before unfastening her bindings

"Do not do anything stupid or else you're going to have to be chained again," Ed said, "And I'd be punished."

"Punished?" Sarah asked, surprised.

Ed looked down as he quickly packed everything up, explaining, "It was the only way to convince them to let you go."

Sarah reached over and touched his shoulder, "Thank you."