As He approached the asylum, it became cold and dark. He kept on looking down at Miss Elise to make sure she was alright. She was very pale, and her eyes… Her eyes were barely open. She smiled weakly at him, as he took a deep breath.

"Please, Hold on… just a little longer."

She closed her eyes and brushed her hand against his chest as she cradled into him. She remained silent, as she could no longer speak.

The rain started to pour down as he approached the main entrance of the asylum. This was it, he thought. He knew he was going to lose another if he didn't hurry fast enough. He looked down at her once more, noticing the pale expression seeping through her skin. Her body lifeless and to the touch of her face, it was cold.

He could feel her slow, heavy breath as it cradled against his synthetic heart almost as if it was the strength of a newborn child. The blood finally began to rinse away as the rain poured down harder, and harder.

He could finally see how much pain she was inflicted. The Wounds were deep, and her cherry red lips were stained with bruises and gashes. If only he gotten there sooner, he would have been able to take away that pain she was inflicted.

"What have I done….."

His voice buried with sorrow, and his screen flickering several different emotions. He wanted to keep her safe, he didn't want to see her in anymore pain.

As soon as he unlocked the gate to asylum, he bolted inside as quickly as he could; bypassing all of the electronic devices, the computers and the kitchen. He had to find a functional operation room to stabilize her before her condition worsened.

The other operation room in which Zippy's body was placed was no longer an option, as Zippy ripped through all of the live cables and the equipment that was fully operational. The First operation room he scoured so quickly across was locked, and the doors were sealed shut. This had to be the only other option; there are no other fully functional operation rooms.

Ever so gently, he set Miss Elise on a nearby gurney and slid his needle fingers into the lock. He carefully listened, hearing the satisfying click of the chain rattling against the door, and the lock opening. With all of his might, he bashed the doors open, almost stumbling upon entry of the operation room. He scoured for a switch, anything that would turn any lights on or any of the machines.

He tapped his fingers along the machine as it started to make noises of various dial-up. Then, everything completely shut off.

"Come on, Please. Do not fail on me right now."

He started to vigorously tap his fingers across the keyboard, recoding the start up for the machine, and the operation table. He pressed the start up again, as everything roared back to life.

"AHA, YES!"

He clapped his hands together, as he rushed out to Miss Elise.

"Miss Elise….."

She opened her eyes for a moment. Her expression… was lifeless. Her tired eyes scanned across his body as everything was a blur. "Miss Elise…." She could hear him ever so faintly. She blinked as she watched him carefully, still trying to hold onto life as long as possible.

She closed her eyes once again, as she laid there hopeless. He grabbed her hand and took her pulse.
It was so low, and so weak… Almost as if he was taking the pulse of a small infant. He took the back of the gurney and rolled her into the operation room, closing the doors behind him.
As he turned everything on he started to prep her IV cords and her heart monitor. He could hear her call his name.

"Static…."

Almost as if he heard Lily once again, calling out to him.

"Lily…?"

He Snapped out of it, he knew she was long away from gone.

"Get a hold of yourself, Static."

He turned around, noticing only Miss Elise on the gurney next to him, mumbling some words within her sub-consciousness.

He sighed, as he took off her jacket to reach her arm. The IV was prepped, as he injected it into her arm carefully. His hands shook as he finished with the IV needle trailing along the side of the gurney. He could see that Miss Elise was starting to regain some color to her skin from the dehydration.

He ran his hands across his screen, as he turned around. He took a deep breath, and continued to work, hooking up various tubes and breathing machines to her body. As Soon as she was stable, he induced an anesthesia to her IV so she would not feel any pain.

He relaxed into a nearby chair, as he was exhausted from the previous endeavors. He knew he had to operate on her as soon as possible to stop the wounds from infecting, and the cuts from getting any worse. But, What would he patch it with?

He stood up, looking around the room for supplies he would be able to use; only to find a couple of spare tubes, and a bit of loose wiring. He would be able to fix her body with the same mechanics he had, without the television head and hands of course.

He came back to her, and set the supplies on the tool box next to the operation table. He stared at her subconscious body as he whisked her hair out of her face. The Heart monitor was reading at a stable sign, and the tubing that was keeping her lungs from collapsing was pulsing with air.

"Do not worry. I will take good care of you."

He put his surgical lab coat on, buttoning it up carefully and covering his boots and his sleeves with a sheet of plastic. He turned off the lights, and grabbed the chair that was closest to him. The only thing that was keeping him from doing anything further was Miss Elise.

Even though he knew he had to operate on her, he didn't want to mess anything up. He didn't want to lose her, after all this time. He finally had someone to care about and someone he would be able to love. He set the scalpel down on the table and hovered over the table, lost in his thoughts.

"I am not going to give up on you."

He took the scalpel into his hand, and made the first incision along her neck line. He part of the wires that were left behind, and made it into a voice box. She would be able to speak again, once this voice box was enabled into her stream. He embedded the new voice box into her neck, and disinfected the first wound that was endured across her chest.

Blood was seeping down his hand around the infected bite wound. The Heart rate dropped instantly for a minute, as he looked over to the screen. He panicked for a moment and quickly sealed up the wound that was infecting her neck and her chest. The Wiring was complete, and the voltage running through her was higher than he thought it to be.

Alarms started to go off, buzzing of different noises and chimes from the machines as her heart rate began to drop. He lowered the voltage from the wiring and adjusted the liquid the stabilized her body from the rust getting into her veins. He checked the monitor again, as her heart rate began to rise. He let out a huge sigh in relief, as he ran his hands across his static screen.

As time went on, several more components, gadgets and other parts were replaced into her body. She would be able to speak, walk and move again. Although she has more compartments added to her skin and her body, she would still be able to have the same abilities she has had before. She would be mostly human, but she would have the heart to live as long as no other human has before.

Tiredness was aching through his hands as he continued operate across her body. Countless minutes and hours went by as he was determined to save her in any way possible. He knew as soon as she walked through that door, she would be the one for him. No one ever approached him in such ways as she did, not in decades.

As he finished up, He wiped his bloody hands on a cloth and sat down in his chair. He was slouched over, as he looked up at the ceiling. Blood was covered across his lab coat and his syringe fingers hung over the arm of the chair. He was exhausted, but he knew it wasn't over yet. He had to take her to the recovery room and he had to stabilize her new technology that was added to her. As he stood up, he picked her up carefully and put her onto the gurney again.

He opened the doors to the operation room, and rolled her and the equipment down the hallway into a nicer and cleaner area. The window was open slightly, and the night sky grew across the entire building. He looked down at his clock, as it read: 5:00AM.

He shuffled himself over to the window, and closed the blinds. He stretched, and looked down at Miss Elise. She was resting peacefully in her new recovery bed. The only unfortunate thing he did not know….

Will she.. Wake up?

He immediately ran an EKG scan on her, testing her heart rate and her vitals. Everything seemed normal as he was looking over the paperwork. He let out a big sigh of relief and sat down in the chair next to Miss Elise's bed. With new patient files in hand, he wrote a couple of notes down.

As soon as he was done looking over her file he hung his hands over the chair. He was quite exhausted and was about to crash within any minute, But… he had to stay up to make sure she was alright, and to make sure she woke up.

He rested his elbow on one side of the chair and his hand underneath the television screen. His body began to sink into his hand as he started to drift off slowly, the screen slightly flickering off as he was ready to fall asleep. He immediately jumped back up and shook his body….

"I.. I. I must stay awake…."

He muttered, as he looked down at the files. He turned on the light over the recovery bed and sat back down in the visitor's chair. He hung his hands and his arms over the chair and sunk his body into it as he looked at Miss Elise.

His body slowly started to relax more into the chair as he looked up at the ceiling.

"Must… Stay…"

He mumbled as his screen flickered again, and soon before he knew it.

He was asleep.