Charlie was sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, still in his own clothes as Dr. Andrews spoke, one of his sleeves rolled up as Dr. Browne was drawing a bit of blood from Charlie's arm for a blood test, filling a sample to send to the laboratory for analysis.

"We do a complete enucleation of the right eye, then replace it with the temporary implant, and in a few weeks, you'll..." Dr. Andrews explained casually, standing in front of the bed Charlie was sat on in his white coat.

“You know why bling people don’t skydive?” Charlie spoke up, cutting the Doctor off with a joke as he looked into Dr. Andrews's eyes with a small smile.

“It scares the hell out of the dog.” He finished, earning a few chuckles from the three Doctors in the room, before his father, Ennis, spoke up.

“Let the doctors finish. Okay, bud?” Ennis, Charlie's father, said with a quiet tone, a hand on the teenager's shoulder.

"Yeah, cancer eye out. Fake eye in. Just like last time. I got it." Charlie then said, doing a few gestures with his free hand as he glanced back towards Dr. Andrews, Dr. Browne and Dr. Reznick with a small sigh.

"Check it out. It even moves and everything. You can't even tell it's fake." He said, his two eyes, both the implant and cancered one, rolling back, his finger slightly tugging his skin, showing his first temporary implant to the Doctors.

"Very cool. Like a bionic superhero." Dr. Reznick said, smiling down at Charlie with a faint chuckle as she glanced down at Dr. Browne taking care of the blood draw while they spoke.

"Yeah, and my superpower is tripping over stuff." Charlie replied, with a slightly sarcastic, humorous tone to his voice.

“What time is the surgery?” Charlie's mother, April, then chimed in, looking up at Dr. Browne as she stood at her son's side.

“3:00 O’clock.” Dr. Browne answered as she finished with the blood draw, slipping the blood sample into a plastic bag, the blood test now ready to be sent to the laboratory for analysis.

"Which means I've got six hours left to... Blast some aliens." Charlie muttered, glancing back down towards his tablet, which was laid on the end of his hospital bed.