It’s been a few weeks since Miles’ father Jeff died in an accident while trying to protect a kid from a falling building in Times Square, his father was an accomplished police officer who nobly gave his life in the service of others. At least that what people often said to try and comfort him about the loss.

His mom has been taking more shifts at the hospital to try and make up for the loss of income after his fathers passing, but she calls and updates often throughout her shifts to let him know that she’s okay, after all crime has been on a constant upscale in his city for the past couple years.

A few shifts ago though she mentioned something interesting —— a girl had been checked into the hospital on the same day his father died, she was in critical condition and spent 30 hours in the ER before being moved to his mothers care (though still in a coma), apparently she had been at the scene when his father had died, and had rushed in to try and push him out of the way of the falling building but getting crushed herself.

Apparently she had woken up a few days ago and Miles had resolved that he wanted to meet her —- to thank her for trying to help his father since no one else even gave his death a second thought.

So here he was at the hospital were his mother works, carrying some flowers to offer as a gift as he walked to her room — room 2099.

He gently knocked on the doorway before slowly pushing open the door to see if she was awake. Her eyes met his with curiosity.

She was in rough condition still, his mom had told him what a miracle it was she was still alive, according to his mom she had needed several metal rods and screws implanted to stabilize her bones, emergency spinal surgery, and a was hooked up to a ventilator to help her breathe in her first few nights at the hospital. He also noted (although reluctantly) ——- that she was very pretty.