While Fox is revisiting his past, Naomi is doing the same in her dreams . . .

The little girl watched as Frank talked to Big Boss. What was so big about him? It'd probably be hard for him to size anything up with only one eye! The young girl giggled at her own joke.

"That is amazing, Big Boss! Thank you! I can't wait to tell her the news!" Frank said.

Frank. Thank you. Thank you so much for rescuing me.

The girl remembered how Frank, only 48 hours earlier, had found her in a closet. Her parents and she had been taken against their will by the insurgents. They said that they wouldn't feed them unless they did what they wanted. The girl found it odd -- what did they want her parents to do? After all, mom and dad worked with mice and rabbits. Did they need a veterinarian or something? Whatever they needed from them, they obviously weren't patient.

After Frank and she had gotten away from Rhodesia, they waited for Big Boss to show up. While they waited, Frank told her the news -- the insurgents had killed her parents.

"That makes sense," the young girl said. "Daddy wanted me to hide in the closet and to be as quiet as a mouse. So, that's why I did. I pretended I was a mouse hiding."

"That's good," said Frank. "You did a good job being a mouse. My mission was to take care of your parents, and so that's why I had to get rid of the insurgents. After I took care of them, I heard a little mouse moving around. I'm glad you weren't harmed."

Frank looked at her. The young girl smiled and looked him in the eyes. After making eye contact, Frank's face changed subtly, like there was something that caused him pain.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Hmm? Nothing -- I'm just tired," Frank replied.

"Me, too," the young girl said. She rested her head on Frank's shoulder and fell asleep.

The young girl remembered falling asleep on Frank's shoulder. This was probably what it felt like for a younger sister to fall asleep on her older brother's shoulder. She had always wanted a sibling. Frank could be like her brother! With that thought, she noticed Frank was walking in her direction.

She smiled as he approached. "Hi Frank!" chirped the young girl.

"Hello. I have great news." The young girl looked up into Frank's eyes. Once again, Frank's face changed subtly.

"What's wrong? You don't look like you have great news," the young girl replied.

"Don't worry about it," Frank said, shaking his head. "Big Boss just got me these papers." Frank gave the young girl the papers. She read them over, then looked at Frank.

"Who's Naomi Hunter?" she asked.

"That's you! That's your new identity."

"Why? I don't like that name," she said dejectedly.

"You don't like that name? Why not?" Frank asked. "It took some doing, but Big Boss bought this name for you. We have to give you a new identity because we don't want those insurgents to find you."

"But I still don't like this name!" the young girl protested.

"Look," Frank began. "I'll tell you a secret."

The young girl's eyes widened. "What is it?"

"My last name is Jaeger. Do you know what Jaeger means?"

"No."

"Jaeger means 'hunter' in German. So, if you look at your name--"

"I'll have the same last name as you!" the young girl exclaimed. "You'll be like my brother!!!" She hugged Frank.

"That's right . . . Naomi."