Episode 37

Getting to the recovery room King was put in, Kelvin and Hanord almost threw the doctors on the floor as they rushed past them. Stopping in front of the little boy who seemed thinner than the last time they saw him before he went under the knife, Hanord and everyone else in there, watched the mighty Kelvin shed a tear. Then another, and then more as he slowly lowered himself, kneeling by the bed as he fumbled with his son's hand.

"My boy…"

"Little King has fought so well, sir. The surgery went well."

"When will he open his eyes?"

Grinning wildly, Smith glanced at King who layed peacefully on the bed. "The anesthetic given will wash off not so far from now, sir. He should be able to speak then. But…" Shifting his eyes to Venice who layed on the other end of the bed stroking King's face, Smith shrank his grin.

"But what?" Kelvin and the others, including Natasha and Venice, turned to face the doctor with their hand shaking in the palms. "Thought you just said all was good?"

"It is with