When Charles and Jonathan got back he rushed to Laura and Albert. They were still alive and there was a chance they'd be fine. Albert seemed to improve first. Charles was much delighted about this. He still hung onto hope for Laura.

"Pa?" Laura said.

"How are you feeling, half-pint?"

"Better."

Charles broke into a huge smile. "You're going to be fine half-pint. You're going to be fine."

Laura gave him a smile back.

~End~