"Well, if you want to do it, then it's up to you, Wright. You know what's the best for your son," muttered Edgeworth.

"Then, when will we do the test, Doctor?" asked Phoenix to Dr. Hope.

"We can start tomorrow. I have to make sure to see if you can donate your eye's cornea and perform eye surgery. However, I can't guarantee this will work. I warn you again. It's too risky."

"I don't care, Doctor! I will give anything to my son even my own life-" Phoenix's words were interrupted when he suddenly heard Apollo screaming, "DADDY !"

Phoenix ran as fast as he could, and he found Apollo was lying on the floor, crying.

"Jesus Christ, my boy, what happened? Why are you on the floor?" Phoenix asked as he carried Apollo back to bed. Apollo wipes his tears.

"I had a nightmare, Dad. I get up and fall out of bed."

"What kind of nightmare?"

"I ... I dreamed that you left me like Mom did, and I was alone," Apollo replied, then cried again. Phoenix then embraced his son tightly.

"It was just a nightmare, son. Daddy is here. There's nothing to be afraid of." Said Phoenix trying to calm Apollo down.

"Please don't leave me, Dad. Everything is very dark. I'm afraid, Dad."

"Do you want me to read you a story?"

"Yes, Dad."

"Wait here, my son."

Phoenix opened his bag, and picked up a pale blue book. "This is it! The story of Matilda, an orphan who has spiritual power. She can move things only by using her mind."

"Really, Dad?"

"Yes. Now listen ... This is the beginning of the story ... Once upon a time..." Phoenix began to read the book, and Apollo was carried along by the story.

"Wright, it's time for me and Maya to go home. It's okay if take care of Apollo alone?" Edgeworth asked in the middle of the story.

"No problem, Edgeworth, Maya. Thank you for your help. "

"Ok. And, big boy! Get well soon, okay? Be a good boy to your father!" said Edgeworth as he ruffles Apollo's hair.

"Bye, Aunt Maya and Uncle Edgeworth."

After Edgeworth and Maya go home, Phoenix continues with his story. "And finally, Matilda found happiness for herself-she was adopted by her beautiful teacher and lived happily with her adoptive mother." Phoenix ended the story, then closing the book.

"Do you like the story, son?"

"Yes! That's a very beautiful story!"

"And now, champ, it's time to go back to sleep."

"Dad ...?"

"Yes, son?"

"I was thinking ..." Apollo murmured. "Yes?" Phoenix asked.

"If I died from the accident, would I be able to see Mom again, Dad?"

Phoenix felt his stomach was being punched. Apollo rarely talks about Iris, and hearing his son ask such questions makes Phoenix's heart felt shattered.

"I don't know, son. Maybe."

"Is she watching us? My teacher, Miss Monika says, if someone we love dies, they will become clouds or stars in the sky. Or even moon."

"Well ... I don't know anything about that, my son," Phoenix replied, struggling to hold back his tears.

"I miss her, Dad. Did you miss her too?" Asked Apollo again.

"Every day." Phoenix answered, and a tear fell from his eyes.

"Dad, are you crying? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad," said Apollo after hearing Phoenix wiping his snot.

"No, I'm fine, my son. There's nothing to forgive."

"Dad, I'm afraid that if I die, God will be angry with me," said Apollo again. "Why, Apollo?" Phoenix asked, confused by his son's words.

"I'm a bad boy, right, Dad? I always make you angry and even make you cry. God hates bad boys, right, Dad? Of course he'll be mad at me and put me in hell." Asked Apollo again, this time his words made Phoenix cry louder.

"Dad? Are you crying? "

Phoenix wiped his snot again. "No ... I'm just ...having.. a little flu."

"Listen, Apollo, my son. You are not a bad boy. You are the most beautiful gift that God has ever given to me and to your mother. God loves you, he will never be angry with you. You are a good boy. And Dad promises you'll be able to see again and be a normal kid again as ever. I will never let anything bad happen to you again."

Apollo smiled, and hugged Phoenix slowly. "Dad, I'm sorry, I don't hate you. I love you."

"So do I, son," said Phoenix, and he kissed Apollo's hair again. "Now, go back to sleep."

"Okay, Dad. Good night."

"Good night, boy."

Apollo went back to sleep, but Phoenix couldn't sleep. He pulled out a picture of him and Iris who was carrying baby Apollo from his necklace. Tears fall from Phoenix's eyes onto the photo.

"Iris, how I wish you were still here. I can't through all of this by myself, Iris. Why should you leave me so soon?" said Phoenix, his voice quivering, and his tears falling more. "But I must be strong for Apollo ... .Please give me strength and support from heaven there, my dear wife. Good night." He put the photo back into his necklace and finally fell asleep on the top of Apollo's blanket.

Edgeworth and Maya came early the next morning. They brought lots of toys and food for Apollo. When they came, Phoenix and Apollo were still asleep.

"Wright?" Edgeworth called cautiously, he pounded Phoenix's shoulder slowly, sending Phoenix awake.

"Edgey, Maya? Sorry I didn't hear you guys came," Phoenix replied, his eyes still red. Phoenix then wiped his eyes.

"You fell asleep on Apollo's blanket, Nick. Are you sleeping soundly?" Maya asked with concern.

"Yes, I'm well rested."

"We brought food and toys for Apollo. We hope it will cheer Apollo up," Edgeworth said.

"Thank you very much, guys. But actually, you don't need to bother," said Phoenix again, accepting the gift from Maya and Edgeworth and putting it on the table.

"It's okay, Wright. How is he?"

"He finally calmed down last night. But he said something that made my heart feel very painful."

"What? What did he say, Nick?"

"He asked me if he died because of the accident, will he could meet his mother again, and he said he was afraid if he died, God will be angry with him because he always makes me angry and sad."

Maya covered her mouth with her hands, and Edgeworth lost of words.

"He said that? And what's your answer?"

"I told him I did not know if he could see his mother again ... and I said he was a good boy. God will not be angry with him."

Edgeworth sighed. "Wright, your son is only nine years old. He lost his mother when he was very young. Has it never occurred to you to give him a new mother?"

"What? Of course not. I can raise him by myself, Edgeworth. Thank you very much."

Edgeworth raised his eyebrows. "With all your business and your work? You don't even have time to play a puzzle with your son, Wright."

Maya nodded her head. "He's right, Nick. Apollo needs a mother's love. Especially in a difficult time like this."

"Can we change the topic? The only thing that's in my mind right now is my son's eye surgery." Said Phoenix, a little annoyed with his friends. Why can't they understand? Phoenix swore to himself he would always be loyal to his wife, even after her death. He won't marry again.

"Dad?" Apollo finally wakes up.

"Yes, my son? I'm here." Phoenix answered. "What do you want, my son?"

"I am hungry."

"And you're lucky. Uncle Edgeworth and Aunt Maya bring you plenty of food! Okay, I'll feed you now!"

"Thank you very much, Aunt Maya, Uncle Edgeworth."

Phoenix fed Apollo, with laughing, and joking each other. This scene made Edgeworth and Maya felt very happy. They took the positive side of Apollo's accident. That Phoenix finally be able to give attention to his son. If Apollo was not hit by the car, maybe they would never see Phoenix take care of Apollo like this.

"It's 10 o'clock. Why Doctor Hope has not come yet? Did he forget we had to do a test for my son's surgery?" Phoenix whispered to Maya when Apollo and Edgeworth were engrossed in a puzzle game.

"I'll look for information. Wait here, Nick."

"Thanks, Maya."

Maya steps out of the room, then Phoenix joins Apollo and Edgeworth.

"Well ... this is the last piece of the plane puzzle. Where do you put it, Apollo? Ah, I know! Here!" said Edgeworth, then he helped Apollo put the last piece of the puzzle.

"The puzzles are all arranged, Daddy!" Said Apollo cheerfully.

"Smart kid!" said Phoenix, then he with Edgeworth tickled Apollo.

Apollo laughed happily. "Stop, stop, Uncle, Dad! You two make me feel very amused!"

"Well, well, well, did I miss a party here?" Doctor Hope finally came along with Maya.

"Doctor Hope! Finally you come too!" Said Nick.

"Sorry I'm late, Mr. Wright. I'm stuck in a very cruel traffic jam! Three hours, imagine!" Answered Doctor Hope, apparently he was very upset. "And how are you, little champ? How do you feel?"

"I've never felt better like this, Doctor! Dad looked after me all night long and Uncle Edgeworth bought me lots of toys!" Apollo responded with joy.

"That's good, Apollo. You're so lucky to have people who love you so much! I guess you're having fun here?"

"Yes, Doctor."

"Doctor Hope, can I talk to you outside, just two of us?" Phoenix interrupted.

"Sure, Mr. Wright."

"Apollo, continue playing with Uncle Edgeworth. Daddy had to talk to Doctor Hope. And don't be naughty."

"All right, Dad."

Phoenix and Doctor Hope then stepped out of the room.

"So, how, Doctor? Can we start the test? I can't see my son blind any longer!"

"Sure, Mr. Wright! We can start now."

"OK. But, Doctor, I have one request for you."

"What's that, Mr. Wright?"

"Please keep this as a secret. I don't want my son to know that I'm going to donate my corneas to him."

Doctor Hope gawked. "But why, Mr. Wright?"

"He will be very sad and blame himself, Doctor Hope. I know my son very well. He would think he was a bad boy who had blinded his own father."

"All right, Mr. Wright, if that's what you want, I'll grant it."

"Thank you so much, Doctor!"

They both stepped back into Apollo's room, and now saw Edgeworth reading a story while Apollo and Maya listened attentively.

"Apollo, big boy, I thought you were having a good time?" Asked Doctor Hope.

Apollo nodded his head with enthusiasm. "Yes, Doctor!"

"Well, Apollo, now we have to do some tests. You want be able to see again, won't you?"

"Of course I want to, Doctor!"

"OK. We'll do some tests, then do eye surgery for you."

Doctor Hope last words scared Apollo. "Eye surgery? But Doctor ... Isn't surgery so painful?" He asked in a frightened tone.

"No, it's okay, son. Daddy will always be with you. You'll just sleep for a few hours and when you wake up, the surgery is over."

"But, Dad, Clay once told me when he was a kid, his hands were operated on, and when he woke up, his hands turned into wood!"

All of them laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Apollo asked again with confusion.

"It's just a story, my son. Do you think it makes sense if someone's hand turns into wood? Unless the magic exists! Do you believe something like magic exists?" Phoenix asked, he was amused by the innocent question of his only son.

"Um ... no ... the witch is not real, my teacher, Ed told me."

"And he's right. Someone's hands can't turn into wood, son."

"Your father's right, Apollo. Can we start now?" Asked Doctor Hope.

"OK."

Phoenix, Doctor Hope, Maya, and Edgeworth then brought Apollo together to the X-ray room.

"Okay, Mr. Wright. Please lie on the bed next to your son," Doctor Hope said in a low voice to prevent Apollo from hearing him . After Apollo and Phoenix lay down, Doctor Hope began doing an x-ray scan to both of their eyes. 30 minutes later, he finished performing an x-ray examination.

"How's the result?" Whispered Phoenix.

"Good news, Mr. Wright. No problems at all. You can donate your corneas to your son."

"When the surgery will be held?"

"It's all up to you, Mr. Wright."

"What if the day after tomorrow?"

"All right, if that's what you want."

"Thank you very much, Doctor."

"Dad," Phoenix heard Apollo calling him, "What are you and Doctor whispering? This room is so cold, I want to go back to my room."

"I have good news for you, Apollo, my boy," said Doctor Hope. "You'll be able to see again. I'll operate your eyes the day after tomorrow. How, you excited?"

"What?! Are you serious, Doctor? How will you do it? You're going to say some spells so I'm not blind anymore?" Apollo asked innocently, making Phoenix, Edgeworth, and Maya laugh once again.

"I'm a doctor, son. I can heal the sick," said Doctor Hope. This kid is too adorable, he thought.

"Oh. So, can we go back to my room?"

"Sure, my son. Come on, here, let Daddy carry you." Said Phoenix, then he carry his son's small body.

"Please don't put me in bed now, Dad. I like it if you carry me longer. Do you mind if you stay carry me until I fall asleep?" Asked Apollo as they walked back to the room.

"Of course not, my son," Phoenix replied and kissed his beloved son's cheek.

"Thanks, Dad. Do you remember the last time you were carrying like this? It was 2 weeks before Mom died." Said Apollo again. And again, Phoenix felt his stomach like being punched. He himself did not understand why he felt his stomach like being punched every time Apollo asked or talked about Iris. Probably because his poor son known his mother only until he was 5 years old. Edgeworth and Maya fell silent after hearing Apollo's words. Both of them felt very sorry for Apollo. This boy is very clearly thirst for affection.

"Did Mom often carry me?" Apollo asked again, making Phoenix wake up from his reverie.

"Yes, son. Every time." Whispered Phoenix.

"Dad, do you think Mom will accompany me during my surgery?"

Feeling deeply touched by Apollo's question, Edgeworth said, "Sure, Apollo."

"How do you know, Uncle Edgeworth? Have you ever gone to the clouds and met Mom?"

"Cloud?" Maya and Edgeworth asked in puzzlement, not quite understanding what Apollo was talking about. Apollo nodded his head vigorously, then answered with a big smile,

"My teacher once said, if someone dies, they go to heaven and become clouds, and will watch the people they care from the sky."

"Um, I never go to the clouds, Apollo," Edgeworth replied, now puzzled of how to respond.

"Then how can Uncle know that Mom will accompany me during my surgery later?"

"Because a mother will never stop watching over their children, even though they're gone forever." Phoenix whispered softly.