"One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else--closer to them than your closest family."

"Brock? Brock?" Through his foggy and muddled brain, Brock could hear the voice calling his name. His mind was slow to wake up and his eyelids remained closed. Brock concentrated tiredly on the voice calling his name. It was familiar. A voice he knew very well.

"Brock?"

Brock concentrated harder, willing his eyes to open. But they felt as if they were being held down with two heavy weights. Opening his eyes felt like an impossible task. But that voice, he had to reach that voice. So Brock concentrated even harder.

Paul.

Upon realizing who the voice belonged to, Brock's heart soared, and his concentration increased so he was able to open his eyes.

When he first opened his eyes, nothing but a bright light filled his vision. Brock immediately closed his eyes, before trying once more. This time, the light wasn't so bad and he was able to blink a few more times. Shapes and blurred colors came into sight and as he slowly blinked, the colors and shapes morphed into his family. Upon him, was Paul's face filled with relief. Brock blinked once more and he noticed Dana to his right.

Dana smiled happily. "Hey there, sleepyhead."

"Paul, get out of my face." Brock slurred, still lightheaded and foggy from the anesthetics. Paul chuckled and nodded.

"Hey Brock. You gave us quite a scare." Dana greeted softly. Brock smiled again and shrugged, causing Dana and Paul to laugh.

They heard a knock and it was the nurse on call.

"Hello Mr. Lesnar, I'm your nurse for the night and the rest of your stay. I'm Angel Davis." She smiled checking his vitals on the machines.

"Nice to meet you, Angel." Brock said staring at how good she looked in her uniform.

"Mrs. Davis, how long will Brock be staying?" Paul asked, hoping the nurse was married so that Brock would leave her alone and not try to have an excuse to stay any longer in the hospital.

"Actually, it's Ms. Davis and that's up to the doctor and Mr. Lesnar, himself on how fast he recovers and gets to go home." Angel answered.

Paul knew his client was gonna start something.

Afterwards they left and Angel walked in his room and noticed he was sleeping but she had to change his bandage. She changed his IV bag and then got her stuff ready to change his bandages.

He woke up and saw her bent over. Nice ass. She put on gloves then turned around seeing him awake.

"Oh you're awake." She smiled.

"Yeah." He said.

"Well Mr. Lesnar, I'm gonna change your bandages." Angel said.

"Call me, Brock and okay." He said staring at her.

"Okay, Brock do you think you can put your arms up and let me know if you feel any pain." Angel said.

"Yeah sure." He said.