Fae spent another week in the hospital, making sure that his heart and body temperature was stable again. The doctor told me that he would have a permanently lower body temperature, and he would be frequently cold. He was eating a little better, and his complexion and hair color was improving. His skin was very fair, the tops of his arms and his face and neck slightly darker, like a very light tan. His hair was a bright platinum blond, and was glossy and silky to touch. He had faint natural highlights in his hair, and it seemed to wave very slightly. It was long enough to go down to his calves. His eyes were still a little foggy, but they were a gorgeous turquoise color.

He started to fill out more too, and we couldn't see his ribs and spine anymore. He had a slight hourglass figure, and his thighs and ass were thick (for the size of his body) with mostly muscle. His upper body didn't seem to have a lot of muscle.

The doctor had diagnosed him with anorexia after I brought up that he was eating very little (and after he ran some tests), but said that it wasn't anything to really worry about unless he stopped eating completely. Faervel was probably only used to one small meal a day, and it looked like it never stayed in, so him eating anything from his three meal trays a day is already improvement.

He was allowed to get out of bed and walk around the hospital without his IV after several days of monitoring his heart and temperature, because they were stable. I walked with him when I was there, exploring the hospital. It had been a couple months since he had been taken from the club with the other slaves, so we usually went to the rooms of the other ex-slaves so he could visit them.

He had been having me sleep with him in his hospital bed too, to keep him warm. Every time he was getting tired he would make grabby hands at me so I'd come lay on the bed with him, then cuddle into my body. I didn't mind being his living heater; he was really cute when he slept, so it was a win-win.

He had also been getting more affectionate and touchy with me in general. For example, when we walked around the hospital he insisted on holding my hand the whole time. And whenever we were alone in his hospital room he wanted me to sit on the bed with him so he could cuddle with me. I didn't mind it, I loved cuddling with him and holding his hand. It kind of hurt when I watched him do the same thing with the other ex-slaves though; I dunno, it made me kind of feel like he really did have feelings for me when he cuddled with me and asked to hold my hand, but I guess he was just a cuddly person.

I held Fae's hand again as we walked down the hallway back towards his room. He was walking perfectly fine, and was now skipping a little bit. He was about a foot shorter than me, maybe even more. I had him stop skipping so I could tie his gown together again; the tie in the middle of his back was loosening. He was wearing underwear under the gown, but the gown should still stay closed. He grabbed my hand again and we kept walking once I was done tying his gown up for him.

He looked up at me, purring softly. "You'll come to visit me after they let me out of here, right?" He said. His voice was pretty high pitched for a guy's voice, and sounded more feminine. His eyes were so beautiful...

I smiled at him and nodded. "Of course," I said.  He grinned back at me and purred more, looking ahead again.

'The only problem is, where are you going after you get released?' I thought. He has no home to go to, he had probably been in the trade for hundreds of years by the time we found him. I made a mental note to ask Fae's doctor about where he would be going.

When we got to Fae's room he climbed onto his bed, tugging my hand to join him. I got onto the bed with him and he immediately cuddled up to me. He sat next to me and leaned on my arm, gently holding my hand in his lap and playing with my fingers. I chuckled at him, letting him play with my hand. His hands were so small, and very soft. I had the urge to kiss his forehead, but I refrained.

I ended up falling asleep with him and spending the night at the hospital. I woke up the next morning with the worse back ache ever, so I went home to change and see a chiropractor before coming back to the hospital. When I got back, a nurse was giving Fae his morning physical.

He had started getting physicals done every morning to check on his body temperature. He looked really sleepy still, so the nurse was pretty much just shifting him around as she needed. He yawned, looking at me when he heard the door and smiling at me. I smiled back at him, then sat with him when the nurse had finished his physical.

"How was breakfast today? I'm sorry I wasn't here, I went home to change," I said, leaning back on the pillows automatically. He purred and crawled up onto me, laying down and snuggling into my body with the blanket over his back.

"It was good," he said. The nurse hadn't left yet, she was changing Faervel's IV bag; I saw her smile a little bit when she saw Fae crawl onto me.

"He ate most of his fruits and a little bit of his oatmeal," she said, and I looked at her when she spoke. I nodded, looking back at Fae and stroking his hair gently.

"Thanks," I said to the nurse. She left after she had replaced Fae's IV. We sat on Fae's bed for a while, cuddling and watching the cartoons that were on the TV. Fae seemed to enjoy the cartoons, so I didn't care about watching them with him.

The doctor came in around noon to give Fae his lunch tray, then he asked me to come out to the hallway to talk with him.

"Is something wrong?" I asked the doctor once we were out in the hallway.

"Oh, nothing," he said. "I just found out where Fae is going to go after he gets released tomorrow."

"Ohh," I chuckled.

"He's going to a sort of rehab facility in the city. It's more of an orphanage, but he will be living there until the staff either decide he is better or until he has somewhere else to go."

I nodded. "Alright, thank you for telling me."

The doctor nodded, smiling at me. "I noticed how close you two seemed to have gotten, and I figured you would want to know."

I smiled back at him and nodded again. "Thank you, I'll make sure to visit him."

The next day, I came to the hospital earlier than usual to see Fae before he was released and taken to the rehab center. He looked visibly upset when the nurse told him that I couldn't go with him, but I assured him that I would go to see him as often as I could. I truly meant it too.

The doctor was right as well; I had gotten attached to the little Elf, but I still hoped that he felt the same way towards me.