"Where am I?" Silver asked after Jim had straightned.

"The Benbow Inn." Sarah answered.

Silver looked at her, noticing her for the first time.

"You must be Mrs. Hawkins, Jim's mother."

Sarah nodded.

"That's right. Jim has told me all about you, Mr. Silver."

Silver looked at Jim only to find that young man was no longer there.

"Jimbo, where have ya gone off to now, lad?"

Jim's laugh came from the right of the cyborg.

"Very funny, Silver. We're not on the Legacy anymore nor am I your cabin boy."

Silver looked over at him to see the young man holding his shirt, cut down the middle and stained with blood.

"My shirt!" he exclaimed in surprise.

"Silver, we had to get it off you so we could find where you were bleeding, but we couldn't get it off so I had to cut it. I'll get you another shirt." Jim quickly explained.

At the sound of a liquid being turned upside down for a moment, Silver and Jim looked at Sarah. She was putting a bottle on the nightstand. In her other hand she held a damp cloth.

"Silver, this going to sting."

Silver and Jim exchanged confused looks. Suddenly a burning pain overlapped the normal pain Silver felt on his side! He cried out in surprise and pain.

"I told you it'd sting."

"Well you could 'ave warned me!"

Only then did Jim noticed that Silver's grammar was quite a bit better than the last time he had seen him, though there was still a bit of the pirate in his words.

"Sorry."

"What's on that cloth anyway?"

"Iodine."

Sarah looked at Jim.

"Jim."

"Yeah, Mom?"

"Run down to the kitchen and see of there's any rum in the pantry."

"Uh, okay."

Silver gritted his teeth in pain as Sarah continued to clean his wound with the iodine. Jim came back up.

"There are a few bottles."

"Pour some in a cup and heat it up a little."

Jim did as he was told. When he came back up Sarah was just starting to bandaged Silver's wound. Once she finished she turned to Jim and took the cup.

Jim helped Silver prop himself up against the headboard, and Sarah held the cup out to the cyborg.

"Here. It'll help you sleep."

Silver slowly took the cup and drank the warm rum, fighting the urge to gag at it's bitter taste.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hawkins."

"I owe you for saving my son." she said with a smile as she took the cup back."

Silver lay back down, wincing a bit as he did.

"Be sure to keep off your side."

Silver nodded, already feeling sleepy.

"Jim, I think it's time you turned in as well."

"Awww, Mom!" Jim complained.

"Listen to your mother, Jimbo." came Silver's sleepy voice.

Jim gave a frustrated sigh.

"Okay."

He bid them all good-night and went to bed. The next morning when he awoke, he got up, got dressed, and went to the room Silver was in. He was surprised to find his friend already awake.

"You're awake already?"

Silver chuckled.

"I've always been an early riser. What about you?"

"I woke up and decided to check on you."

Silver smiled at him.

"Jimbo, come on. This old spacer's handled things worse than this."

Jim helped Silver prop himself up against the headboard.

"I know. By the way, there's somebody who wants to see you."

"Huh?"

A little pink blob floated up out of Jim's pocket and flew over to Silver, chirping happily.

"Morphy!"

Jim smiled at the reunion between Morph and Silver. He and Silver chatted quietly through the early hours of the morning.