They drive into the city of Chicago and finally to Mac Hospital, he opens the door, holds her and takes her in. 

“Dr. Craxilver….” Nurses come with a stretcher but he carries her straight to a private room as nurses follow right behind him.

“Put some IVs on her, work on her wound, check her blood and prepare her for a scan let me get back.” At his order everyone gets busy while he moves out. He finds Peter, briefs him, asks him to fill in the necessary forms and wait.

He heads up his office, changes, and heads back down.

“Can I see the chart?”

“Yes, doctor.” The nurse hands him the chart and starts briefing him on what has been done so far.

“Okay, take her for scanning.”

“Yes doctor.” They move her into the scanning room and proceed to do a CT scan on her. Dr. Craxilver stands in the glass window to see how it all goes.

“Is that a new Patient?” asks a female voice but he does not turn to look at her as she moves closer to him

“Yes, she is Dr. Calmat.” He replies with eyes fixed on the patient. She looks at him but he does not turn, not even for a second. She walks away while looking behind but all in vain. He stared at the patient until they waved to him as notice of completion.

They take her back to her room and waits for the results from the CT scan. 

“Add her a bottle of fluids and water” Ray says as he looks at Daniella who is still unconscious.

“Yes Doctor.” With that he moves out to find Peter.

“How is she?” asks a worried Peter.

“Her body is exhausted, it’s as though she has spent days without sleeping. We gave her the necessary fluids to help her recover, she will wake up in no time and we are still waiting for the CT scan results.”

“Thank you so much,” sighs Peter in relief.

“I guess the death of her mother took a toll on her without her realizing,” he adds as he looks at the door to her room.

“Her Mother? Is it anyone I know?” he asks in pretense like he does not know a thing

“Mrs Rosey Jameson is her mother.”

“You mean the daughter she always talked about?” they both look in Daniella’s direction.

“Yes Doctor, she couldn’t even bury her because the accident did not leave her body well. Olivia suggested we bury her because Daniella would not handle the sight, so we did.” Silence makes it way on their lips and they all keep looking at the door. 

"See you in a bit Peter" Ray says and they finally part ways and Peter makes a call.

“Olivia, she is just exhausted.”

“Are you sure about that, my granddaughter is fine.” Olivia Daniella’s grandmother says at the back of the phone.

“Yes she is Dr. Craxilver worked on her himself.”

“Thank God, okay, keep me updated.”

“I will” He hangs up, and heads to Daniella.

After four hours, a sleeping Daniella starts twisting in bed. Peter heads out and calls for Dr. Craxilver who comes rushing in the room. Daniella rotates around bed repeatedly, while Peter, Dr. Craxilver and the nurses look as the ladies giggle on.

“Oooh, he is handsome, but its only a dream” Daniella mumbles on as she turns in bed. Dr. Craxilver gets closer to her in effort to listen to what she is mumbling. He sits on the bed and Daniella holds his hand tight as she mumbles

“mmmm, Greek god,” a smile forms on her face as she giggles on holding his hand unknowingly. She finally seems to completely awake and realize she is holding something hard. Her consciousness tells her, ‘it’s the lamp stand in her bedroom, the fact that it tends to fall on side of her bed sometimes. 

She slides her hand up to confirm it is her lamp, but her hand stops mid-way, as she lands on a hard rock chest. 

“Wait, this is not my lamp stand, my lamp is small” she thinks out aloud and finally opens her eyes and land them on Ray who is now smiling at her.

“ahahahahhahahahhahhahhaha” she screams out loud as she extends at the edge of the bed and before she falls, Dr. Craxilver holds her hand. 

“Don’t fall again and speed hours in here.” He smirks and looks at her confused face.

“Where am I?” she asks as she looks around and finally sees more people in the room that are dressed like nurses and finally Peter. Memories flash back and she recalls the earlier incident.

“Hospital.” She mentions the word with Dr. Craxilver at the same time and the rest laugh it out.

She finally seats up, looking everywhere except Dr. Craxilver’s face.

“You seem fine now Daniele” he calls out her name in a different way, but she does not protest. He checks her pulse, eyes and all the necessary area and recommends she gets discharged.

“Come back for a check-up in seven days from now and if you get any difficulties before then, you can come back. Peter here can call me if anything happens. But remember to come back for check-up I insist” he gets off the bed and nods to Peter and he takes his leave with the nurses right behind him.

Peter moves out to handle the discharge process as Daniella puts her clothes on and starts to pack the rest of her things. As she waits for Peter, Ray knocks on the room and enters. 

“Doctor,” she hisses under her breathe, but enough for him to hear her. She stands still and looks at him while he moves closer to her, his eyes fixed on her.

“I want to give you my phone number, call me if you need anything,” he says will handing her a piece of Paper. She holds it up and sees the name Dion, she places it in her bag and thanks him.

“That is my personal and personal number”

“Thank you Doctor”

“You alone can call me Dion, very few people know that. Most people call me Ray or Dr. Craxilver. So just between us call me Dion, please.”

“Okay Dion” she calls out his name and it sounds sweet on her lips. Ray smiles and he moves out of the room, but Daniella in the same position looks on, as he moves out of the room and closes it.

Peter gets back and they finally get to hit the road to Daniella new home.

“Did you notify Emmet about it?”

“Yes I did, and your grandmother was so worried but I called her. She is now settled.” Peter responds to her while looking through the front mirror of the car. The drive continues with a great conversation until they approach the Jameson’s mansion. It was a beautiful, graceful and big house.

However, big is no surprise to Daniella because this house is not the same size as her grandparents’ home in Brazil. Peter pulls over into the driveway and gets out to open the door for which she beats him to.

She opens her own door and gets out.

“Its just a door, I can get these simple things you know.” She says with a smile on her face.

Footsteps approached from behind her and she turned to see who it is.  It was an elderly woman in her late 70’s, all her hair grey with light brown eyes. she was way energetic for a woman her age. 

She had a sweet and gentle aura coming from her. Which happened to be comforting for Daniella. Someone like that is good to be around.

“Oh my dear, look at you, are you fine, let me see, do you feel pain anywhere, how is your forehead,” she asks holding Daniella’s cheeks, and turns her left and right.

“Am fine grandma, am okay, Just a bruise on the forehead but am okay.” she holds Olivia’s hand and Olivia pulls her into a hug. 

 “You have your mother’s eyes” Daniella giggles to that with sadness in her eyes. Olivia pulls her away from the hug.

“You look sad and frustrated, that is a face I know best. You are so much like her; I can see her in you.” With those words, the woman breaks into tears. Daniella just holds the woman tight as Peter gets her things out of the car and other younger house helps take the things into the room she will be using.

She holds Olivia for about 5 minutes until she calms down. 

“Sorry my dear, I lost it there. Let’s get into the house, you must be hungry.”

“Am starving” Daniella replies with a smile on her face it being her first word to the woman.

“Let’s head in I made you potato pie.”

“Thank you.” They both head into the house with Butler peter right behind them.