Miss Ginny carried her limp little boy back into his room and laid him in the bed. His limbs were slightly shaking still, from the violent shocks of electricity that a terrible doctor had forced through him. His bottom lip twitched every now and then. While Roger just laid there on the bed, spread out and trembling terribly, Miss Ginny patiently waited for the effects to wear off. She knew better than to touch him or whisper something - that only made him even more frightened, and the shaking lasted longer. She sat on the chair in the room, patiently waiting for her little one to come back to his own body and receive the present she had for him.
It took a long time for Roger's jaw to unset and close, and for his spine to become less rigid to the point where he could sit up. The small boy tested his ability to move gingerly, turning his head to see his nurse. "M-Miss…Ginny…" he gasped unevenly. She went to him and took his hands, kissing his fingers lovingly. "I know, sweetie. I know it hurts. But you were so good today. You didn't fight them and you behaved so well. I'm proud of you, Roger. I really am." she told him. He heard every word, but couldn't respond. The pain rattled through him like sonar. He flopped back down onto the bed weakly. She remained holding his hands, telling him how good he was. He felt tired. He just wanted to go to sleep. Miss Ginny went to the cabinet and pulled something out. She hid it behind her back. "Before you fall asleep," she said gently. "I think you should have your present."
Roger had forgotten all about that promise. He blinked a few times, excited and surprised. Miss Ginny snuggled a soft, fuzzy teddy bear under his arm. "So you can have something to cuddle in the night." she told him with a smile. The corners of his lips twitched. He really enjoyed this. He really loved her. With trembling fingers, he stroked the plushy new toy. It was so incredibly soft. So new. He couldn't even remember the last time he was ever given a new toy. "Oh…Miss G-Ginny…" he whispered. "Thank you…s-so much…"
She grinned and planted a kiss on his forehead. She pulled him onto her lap with the teddy bear still in his arms and began to rock him ever so gently. It was his favorite sensation in the whole world - being rocked like that. Miss Ginny smiled lovingly at the little boy, who was exhausted, but beginning to feel more like himself. His eyes were half-closed. "Miss Ginny," he said hoarsely. "Is your lover ever going to marry you?" She smiled at his srtange question, but answered him nevertheless. "Well, I don't know, darling."
"Have you talked about it?"
"Just a bit. We've been dating for three years, but…well, I don't know. I'd love to be married to him. He's the best man in the world."
"I think he should make you his bride. You're so wonderful. You'd be a perfect…wife…"
Roger was getting sleepy now. He yawned. Miss Ginny couldn't help but break a smile one more time. "Before you drift off," she said. "Can I ask what made you think of that question?"
"Last night I had a dream about a wedding. Don't know whose it was, or why I was there. But it made me think today. Made me think of you. So I just wanted to know if you'd ever have a wedding some day."
"Oh, sweetie. I'm sure I will, I just don't know when."
"…Will I?"
Miss Ginny hugged him closer. "Oh yes you will, baby. It will be wonderful. You'll have the prettiest bride who will love you to no end. I promise. You'll have a wedding, Roger. And you'll have a happy life."
"Won't be here forever?"
"No! No, darling of course not. You won't be here forever at all. Not at all."
Roger nodded and let his eyes fall closed again. He liked when Miss Ginny would reassure him of stuff like that. It made him feel good - feel better about himself. He fell asleep in her arms with a smile on his face, despite the pain that was still coursing through his veins from the diabolical treatment he'd experienced.