Harry didn't know how it happened, but he physically couldn't just watch her leave, least he owed her was to tell her how he appreciated what she has done for them.

It was easy to reach her with long legs like Harry's, but he just followed her out of the hospital building, he was thinking about how he is going to confront her even, what is he going to say? How can he show her how thankful he was for what she has done?

But his mouth worked before he could make up his mind, "Mrs. Archer! Hey!" he called before she can sit in her car and leave.

"oh, hi Harry, how are you son?" she sweetly smiled at him, stepping away from her car to walk closer to Harry, who was looking at her looking kinda lost.

"I- I'm alright- I just- sorry I didn't mean to waste your time-"

She frowned, it was worrying how nervous he was, "Is everything ok?"

Harry nodded, "just- thank you," he let it out with a smile, he wanted to hug her, but he didn't want to cross his boundaries.

Before she can come up with anything, Harry continued, "you saved his life, you saved my life, I don't know how I can ever repay you. I can't ever repay you with anything I have-" at this point both had a bit of teary eyes going on, both were trying to control themselves though, "I swear I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation! it was an accident!"

She decided to end his babbling session, "promise me you will take care of him," she pleaded, putting her right hand on Harry's face, trying to get him to deeply understand her feelings, at this point, Zayn was her son, and even the thought of him getting hurt made her wanna run to him and keep him to herself, keep him safe.

Harry nodded, "I will, with everything that I have."

She chuckled, whipping her tears off, "that's comforting," she was about to leave when Harry stopped her again, "don't you wanna see him?" to be honest, it was the only thing she wanted since she found out his heart is beating again, but she was afraid, afraid of how she could feel, she didn't know if Zayn would feel the same about her, she didn't want to freak the boy out with acting like his mother.

"is Zayn ok with that?"

Now that was something Harry wasn't sure about, like yeah Zayn is a sweet person, he probably wants to know Mrs. Archer, but can he take the emotional stress at this point? Does he want to go through it?

"There is  only one way to find out."

They decided to go back inside and she had to wait for Harry to talk to Zayn first, prepare him before dropping the bomb on him.

But before Harry goes to Zayn's room though, he decided to ask her how it all happened, and she told him everything, about how her son was in an accident, about his brain damage, about how it took everything in her to let him go.

She told him that the only thing that keeps her going is that her son is reborn in another body.

"he always wanted long hair like Zayn's," she said, "but he went bald a little too soon,"

And she was happy that her son had more hair than he ever dreamed of now. And Harry assured her that Zayn won't go bald even if he wants to.

When Harry went back to Zayn's room, he was in a deep sleep, it was always hard to wake Zayn up, and now he was on meds too. Great.

There was one thing Harry was sure about was he had to be gentle, he couldn't let Zayn wake up with fear, so he took Zayn's hand in his, "baby?" Harry called, kissing the back of Zayn's hand, "love, you have to wake up, we have a guest," this time Harry decided to play with his hair a bit, Zayn groaned, he was having a nice dream and now it was ruined.

"wha?" he mumbled, frowning at Harry, he was about to close his eyes again, "sorry baby, but this is important, you gotta stay awake for me,"

"Okay!" Zayn huffed, pouting a little, was it possible to sleep and see the same dream? No? Ok.

"We have a guest-"

"you said that already,"

Harry chuckled, "let me finish grumpy," he booped Zayn's nose before Zayn can come up with something sassy, Harry continued with a pointed look, "she is important, ask why." He wanted Zayn's full attention.

Zayn's frown deepened, "why?"

"you see-"

"no I don't-" he just wanted to go back to his dream, ugh, he woke him up to meet some random person, anyone would be grumpy.

"Zayn," Harry laughed, "come on,"

Finally, Zayn kept quiet, letting him go on, "she saved us, well, technically, her son did."

Now that caught Zayn's attention, "what do you mean?"

"I met her in the hospital when you were in a coma, and well, I was under an IV-"

"when you passed out because you refused to sleep and eat anything-"

Harry didn't even ask how he knew, "Liam already told ya, ok, so I saw her then, her son was in coma too, brain damage, the doctors couldn't do anything for him, he was- he was gone,"

"oh," Zayn connected the dots, he put his left hand on his heart... his? Was it his? It was beating for him, but did it belong to him?

"she says she feels like her son is reborn, in another body," Harry said carefully, watching Zayn's reaction, "in a body with a lot of hair." He just wanted to lighten up the mood.

"with what now?" Zayn questioned with wide eyes.

"her son, Oliver, was going bald too soon, she is happy you have enough hair,"

They both went quiet for some time, Harry waiting for any kind of reaction, well mostly he was waiting for a little smile after the joke, but nothing, and Zayn was feeling a lot of things, mostly confused, he didn't know how to talk to her, how to face her, but he had to meet her, he needed to, "tell her to come in,"

"you sure?"

Zayn just nodded, taking a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, she could be the mother he always craved for.

And when she walked in, she went straight next to Zayn's bed, "hi love," she smiled, Zayn tried to say something, but he couldn't, it was weird cause his heart had a mind of its own, beating faster than it was supposed to.

Probably recognized the owner of the voice.

"calm down honey," she saw the scared, confused look on Zayn's face and she couldn't help but to feel responsible, she touched his hair carefully, studying his reactions, "take a deep breath,"

"thank you," Zayn finally managed to say, after listening to her voice, it calmed him down better than he imagined it would, "for everything,"

She shook her head, "thank you for giving me my son back," she smiled, putting her hand over Zayn's heart, feeling the heartbeat, faster than she thought, more alive, "you take care of him, don't smoke, he hated smoking," she didn't know Zayn was a smoker, and she didn't need to know about it either, from the look Harry was giving Zayn you could say they both agreed on that. She went on telling Zayn about her son's favorite things he liked to do when he was free, his favorite foods, asking Zayn to do some of his hobbies, eat some of his favorite dishes every once in a while, like watching action movies, eating strawberry ice cream, having  dinner next to a lake.

Zayn nodded, he lost his words, the warmth of her hand, the kindness of her voice. It was like a lullaby, he was so calm, all the stress was out of his system.

"I never met my mother, she died when she gave birth to me, my dad died when I was 10," he blurted out, "it was only me and my sister, you are something I always imagined my mom would've been,"

There was a little silence going on in the room, Harry was shocked, he knew Zayn doesn't like sharing those stuff with people.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to overshare-" Zayn felt stupid, he wasn't supposed to give the woman more things to carry as a burden.

She instead gave Zayn a kiss on his forehead, "don't be sorry, I already see you as my son, you can tell me anything, I won't ever mind."

Taking Zayn's hand in hers, she continued, "I give you my number, just call me time to time?"

Zayn nodded, "I will," he smiled, eyes a bit teary, he tried to keep his tears from running down for both of their sakes.

The goodbyes were not as hard as she imagined, both of them promised her to stay in touch, and she got both of their numbers, and their house number, they even gave her Liam's number just in case.

She was a momma bear, always worried.

But the thing they didn't see coming was Zayn bursting into tears when she left, he didn't know why he was crying, he wasn't sad, he was confused.

Harry got scared, he had to sit next to him, sweet-talking to him to calm him down a little, "what's wrong my love?" Harry cooed, kissing Zayn's hand, caressing his fingers, "come on love, calm down for me."

"I feel weird Harry," he finally spoke up, "I don't know what to do,"

"you always wanted a chance with your mom, you have it now," she didn't give birth to him the first time he was brought into this life, but she did give him a life.

Zayn didn't say anything, just enjoyed Harry's fingers running through his hair, "just relax, take care of that heart, you promised her."

And that promise reminded Zayn to take care of himself, he took a deep breath, trying to go back to sleep, maybe he could go back to his interrupted dream land.

He had a mother now, what could ever be better than that?

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hello lovies!

how is everyone doing? I tried to be faster this time!!!

I feel weird, to be honest, I can't believe this book is about to end, its almost scary, i feel like I'm gonna lose a lot of things after this, idk why.

hope I'm wrong, and I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, it was not much, maybe a little bit of filler.

You know what? honestly I don't really like last the chapter, I don't think this chapter was good either, idk man.

Too much babbling? Sorry!
anyhow, thanks for reading!

love you all!