The following morning around 7 a.m. after sleeping for nearly 9 hours. Fox got up from his bed wearily, rubbing his eyes he got off then walked over to the kitchen area to make breakfast for himself: 2 eggs, 3 pieces of bacon, and tea.
He made his way down the hallway back towards the room where Krystal was. When he entered the room, it was still dark since the curtains were still draped across the window. But she was still there, sleeping peacefully with her chest rising after each deep breath.
Fox carefully laid the tray he carried his meal on on a small table near the bed. The room had a lovely rose smell to it, so he took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
A moment of silence dawned then Krystal spoke softly "Good morning Fox," she smiled.
"Thought I could bring ya' some breakfast," he said as he pulled a chair over underneath him.
"You're too much," she laughed.
"And not too less."
So they stayed there together eating breakfast, listening to a morning T.V. news broadcast.
Just as they were eating, Krystal swallowed then said. "The doctor said that I was to be well by a couple more hours, isn't that great Fox?"
"That's more than great Krystal," Fox answered with a big smile "that's fantastic."
Just then a sudden news alert interrupted their conversation.
"This just in, an armed bank robbery happened in Saint Francis where three robbers armed with automatic rifles stole a thousand dollars in cash," said the news reported "local authorities have no clue as to who these robbers are due to the damage of security cameras before the robbery. If any witnesses do call the police."
Fox looked at Krystal for a brief moment. He knew who these "robbers" were, but Krystal knew something was stirring in that situation.
"I'm sorry," he spoke softly kissing her hand then stood up.
"Fox!" But he ignored her. She reached out with her left hand once again and shouted "I'm pregnant!"
That surely got his attention only stopping him by the door. "I know," was all he could possibly say for he couldn't find the right words to speak. He was gone.