No one else could get him to talk...He was a mute for everyone but his son, and even though it was odd, Percy was quite happy he felt as though he was finally doing something right or at least good for his father. He knew what he'd done in the past was all his fault, so he wasn't even partly trying to take credit for his father's slow but sure recovery, though he felt priveledged to be the only one his father could utter a word to. He went to visit him everyday after work, and today was no different. He was walking up the hall to his father's room though when he found his mother. She was standing by the window that looked into his father's room. She was staring hard at it, though the blinds were shut, and his heart began throbbing in his chest, and he walked faster toward her.

"Mum?" he asked, coming to stand beside her, and staring where she was staring.

"Mum?" he asked again and slowly, she turned to her 3rd born son. She smiled wanly but he didn't take it as a reassuring smile and he stared at her, grabbing her hand tightly in his.

"Mum, what happened?" She replied quietly, and stuffily, as though she'd been crying and yelling.

"Umm, nothing happened...They just were monitoring him, and they found an irregular heartbeat, so they're doing an Ecko right now, and then they might have to do a surgery on his lungs....They wouldn't let me in, while they do the Ecko, so I've been waiting here for 23 minutes now." Percy smiled sadly.

"It'll be ok, Mum...I'm here....I'll wait with you." he replied and she smiled back, wrapping her arms tight around her son.

"Thank-you, Percy." he nodded.

"It's no big deal, Mum..."
"It is to me...I need you here...and so does your father...and you've been here..." she replied, rubbing his hair from his eyes.

"Thank-you for that, my boy.." He nodded, holding his tears back as they both went back to staring at the closed window. For a while they stood there until they door handle turned, the curtains opened, and they were allowd inside.