I looked at the doctor who sat in front of me. He seemed to be in a mixture of deep thought and ready to move at a moments notice. If I even flinched a certain way he would look at me with those eyes that burned with the intensity of all the stars in the sky. I wasn't gonna kill him...most likely. I just needed him to understand how important this is. Trying to move once again I only managed to lift my fingers.

What I really need is for my body to fight this sedative but I don't think I can do that. Unless I built up a resistance to it but that would take a while. If I could just take the iv out I would be able to buy time long enough to regain my bodies control. I was taken out of my ideas for an escape attempt by Michael coming over looking at me. He took the iv out himself. He then looked at me and crouched down to meet me in the eyes.

"Kid I'm not gonna tell on you but I don't want you wandering around the forest alone without any clothes trying to survive off the land. I would like you to come live with me and my family. I will fill them in on whats going on only because I don't want them to freak out when your on the ceiling brushing your teeth or something." Michael said telling me making it seem I didn't have much of a choice. He gave me a small smile at the joke he tried to make. First of all I don't need to brush my teeth. They fall out and regrow.

"Alright fine. Just promise me one thing." I said seeing this wouldn't last to long but I guess it could be fun.

"And what is that, you want a heat rock or something?" He said referring to me being cold blooded again. He looked at me with his smile only growing bigger. I grumbled not finding his little jokes amusing. I found it quite insulting even though a heat rock or something warm would feel great right now.

"I want ice cream. I haven't eaten ice cream and a million years and I don't want a eating schedule of once a month." I said in all seriousness making Michael turn slightly pale wiping the smile clean off his face.

"They only fed you once a month!! Those animals! I won't let them hurt you ever again and that's a promise. And we have plenty of ice cream at the hospital. So you can have that right now if you want. I will get Will to bring it in to you and I will go start the process of checking you out the hospital and calling my wife explaining it to her and the kids and things like that. I will also be enrolling you in high school." He said before walking out leaving me a little shocked. He then popped back in. "I don't know if calling them animals was offensive. So I apologies." His head then disappeared back out the door.

I crossed my arms and frowned when he left. Wait I crossed my arms yay but seriously now I have to go to school. He didn't even ask me what kind I wanted. Now I have to deal with living with other people even though by now I'm probably so socially awkward a talking octopus would do better than me. Then I'm gonna be plunged head first into the stressful world of highs school and being a teenager. Wait how old am I? I must look like a teenager for him to put me in high school. I really just can't remember exactly how old I am. I must have missed a lot of birthdays. The door opened and Will walked inside with a tub of ice cream.

"Hey kid. What's up? I brought you some ice cream. I also came to apologize for shooting you with a tranquilizer." He said as he put the ice cream on my lap. It was a full unopened tub of vanilla ice cream with a metal spoon on top. I could feel it through the covers and it was making my legs turn to ice. I moved it over and took the spoon. I started to open it up. My fingers however were being difficult and I couldn't take off the protective plastic wrapper off the tub.

"Here let me help you." Will said as he took it and ripped it off for me. He gave it back and I started to eat it happily.

Will just watched me then looked down at his phone and started to text. I enjoyed the cold vanilla ice cream as it dropped my body temperature making me super sleepily. That was the last thing I needed was to fall back to sleep again. I just sighed as I stopped eating and there was a knock on the door. Will went over and opened it and I saw three familiar people enter into the room. The smell of chocolate and subtly women perfume hit me. The woman was tan and had brown hair that feel down to her shoulders. Her lips were the normal pink. She had brown eyes and looked like she was about to cry.

Thomas now that I could see him better was a dirty blonde with his hair spiked upwards. He was wearing a football jersey and it had the numbers zero one on it. He had blue eyes and was quite muscular. He seemed worried about me as they walked over with Michael. Will then decided to leave the room and I really didn't blame him. I was sure this was about to get personal for me in a few seconds. As if on cue the woman opened her mouth.

"My name is Mary. I'm so sorry for hitting you with my car. I am also so sorry for what has happened to you. Do you know how long you were there? Did my husband offer for you to stay with us? If he didn't you can totally stay with us." She said looking at me. Her eyes reflected the idea I was some fragile helpless creature that needed help.

"I don't know how long. I don't remember my name or my parents much. He didn't offer he told me I was staying. And it's alright I'm fine and I forgive you." I said. My voice was getting better but it still sounded weak and crackly like a person with a sore throat.

"Thomas can he stay in your room for now?" Michael asked but it really didn't sound like a question more like him telling you whats going to happen but only putting it in the form of a question to be polite. Thomas also seemed to pick up on this.

"Yeah sure he can stay with me. Where will he sleep?" He asked.

"We can put another bed soon at least until I move my office to the basement. However your bed is big enough to share." Michael replied and Mary nodded.

"We are also putting him in your school Thomas. Since you are about the same age he will be in your grade. Thomas your gonna help him adjust right?" His mom said using the same tone as her husband.

"Yeah sure whatever. Just don't do anything weird in front of my friends. Wait hold on. This pip-squeak is around my age. He's so small." Thomas said mumbling the last part and crossed his arms. I was guessing his parents were starting to annoy him with all this new work he was being forced to do with me.

I truthfully didn't need a babysitter cause I am good at figuring things out on my own. It wouldn't take me that long to figure out the social structure of this high school. I think this would be more for Michael's and Mary's peace of mind, knowing I have Thomas the football player who smells like chocolate to help me just in case I get hit by any more cars. I looked at Thomas. I was kinda hoping we could be friends but under the circumstances I wouldn't bet on it happening anytime soon.

"Ok let's get yah out of bed. Mary did you bring the clothes?" Michael said then turning to his wife who reached in a bag and pulled out some shorts, shirt and some shoes. God I hated shoes.

"Here these are to small for Thomas so he can't wear them anymore." Mary said handing them to me. I reached out and took them and Mary and Thomas went out of the room as Michael pulled down the covers. He then moved my legs so they hung over the edge of the bed. He put the boxers on and pulled them up to my knees, he then did the same with the shorts.

"I'm sure you would rather do this by yourself. I will turn around and you can remove your night gown and pull up the boxers and shorts with your hands. Don't get up because your legs will probably still be numb." He said as he turned around. I did so and put on the shirt that was to my right. Clothes honestly felt super weird since I haven't worn them in so long. It felt like a second tighter layer of skin. However they did trap in the little heat my body still made on its own.

"I'm done." I said as Michael turned back around to look at me. He then bent down and was about to put the shoes on my feet. "Can you not put the shoes on?" I asked. The shoes would no doubt stop me from being able to climb up wall and my parents never taught me how to tie them. Well at least I don't think they did but I can't remember right now.

"Alright. Your gonna have to wear shoes later on though." He said then turned around and gestured for me to get on his back.

I wondered was he doing this because my legs were still numb or because I didn't want to wear shoes. Either way it really didn't matter since this is really fun. That something I definitely remember. I climbed onto his back wrapping my hands around his neck which was surprisingly warm. Which felt really good when you rely on your environment for heat. He wrapped his arms under my legs and started to carry me out the room. I was brought out of my feelings of contentment at having a piggy back ride as I think it was called to feeling like I forgot something. I was just about to open my mouth to say something when he passed me my ice cream and a spoon. I smiled and wondered how did he read my mind. Was he a mutant to? Could he read it by touching me? Had he been reading it this whole time? Or could it be he's just a good dad? Yeah let's go with that one so that I won't have to investigate which would be to much work for me right now.

I snacked on it as he went down stairs. He hummed as he walked but I couldn't figure out the song. I felt relaxed and I thought I forgot what that felt like. When was the last time I wasn't scared or tense? When I enjoyed eating something without checking it for drugs or trying to get fat. His smell was comforting. It was familiar but I couldn't place it. We got to the first floor and walked out the doors. I could see Mary's car and remembered getting hit by it. A small pinch like pain appeared in my ribs.

Michael opened the door and awkwardly moved me so he could put me into the car next to Thomas. Thomas moved over making room for me. I hope I didn't just get thrown into another disaster. I watched as Michael got into the car and we started driving off to my new home, new life snd new family.