Aline sat next to Oliver's bed, her right hand resting on his left shoulder, while she was crying her eyes out. She could only hope that he would feel that she's anywhere near him, alive. But from what the doctors told her, she wasn't sure about anything anymore. Suddenly, somebody walked in. Aline raised her head to look at that somebody. She saw a blond girl, who couldn't be any older than sixteen, who too appeared to grieve over something, but by now had been able to suppress her tears.

"Who are you?" Aline asked.

"I..." the girl hesitated, but she replied none the less, "... I know it's none of my business, but... how is he?"

"Not good." Aline whispered, "The doctors say he..."

Aline could not finish her sentence, so the girl continued talking: "I know how you feel. My mother's here too, suffering from... well..."

The girl sighed before continuing: "The truth is, I know exactly what's wrong with her, but I can't tell the doctors. That's what frustrates me even more!"

Aline looked up again, then said: "I know what you mean. Olivier has exhausted himself to... I can't tell anyone how he did it, as they wouldn't understand."

Not only did this appear to sound familiar to the girl, she almost appeared to sympathise more than she thought she could: "What did he do exactly?"

"He..." Aline started, after which she decided what she could tell her, then continued: "He exhausted himself trying to save my life. And although he knew that what he did would destroy him, he... he couldn't bear the idea that I wouldn't live anymore."

The girl looked aghast at that. He reminded her of somebody else she had met once in her life.

"Even when I..." Aline continued, "... when he thought I was dead, he was so grieved about it, he stopped talking."

The girl tried to bring a reassuring smile on her face when she said: "Well... I'm sure he's glad that you're alive now. What did you say his name was again? Olivay?"

Aline tried to smile, before saying: "He prefered Oliver."

The girl nodded: "I'm Claire, by the way."

Aline introduced herself to the girl, Claire, after which the latter held Oliver's right hand and said: "I hope that everything will be alright with him in the end."

That's when, completely unexpected to either of the two girls, Oliver breathed something: "K... Ka... Kairi?"

"What did he just say?" Claire asked.

"I don't know." Aline replied.

Another thing which neither one of them knew, was that the moment that Claire touched Oliver's hand, he had started to feel something. Oliver couldn't quite understand what it was. It was like this girl, somehow, had some kind of healing powers, which she was either using, or which he is draining from her, as he had no complete control over his powers at the time. When enough strength returned to his body, he grabbed Claire's hand more tightly, using as much from her that either she, or his own strength, could allow him to use.

"What..." Claire felt something weird, but couldn't explain it, "What's he doing?"

Suddenly, Oliver took one deep breath, while he sat up in his bed and let go of Claire's hand. Claire's first thought was to leave, but something told her to stay for a little longer. Oliver was still breathing heavily, but Aline didn't appear to notice.

"You..." Aline couldn't believe her own eyes, as she spoke in Dutch to him, "You're alright!"

Immediately she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him everywhere she could. Oliver, too, wrapped his arms around her, gave her one passionate kiss in her neck, after which he turned his head to look at Claire. He didn't actually say anything, only mouthed: "Thank you."

Claire wasn't sure how to react to this, as she didn't know what part she had played into his sudden recovery.

"Claire! What are you doing here?" a man's voice exclaimed.

Claire turned to look out the door and replied: "I er... Where have you been, Dad?"

"Picking up Lyle." the man replied, "Thought somebody might wanna see his sick mother at the hospital."

"Oh yeah?!" Claire replied, "So where is he now?"

While she was arguing with that man, Oliver was curious to see who she was talking to. In the midst of their argument, Claire left the room, but Oliver was able to catch a glimpse of someone he knew only too well. The man with the horn-rimmed glasses."

"He's her father?" Oliver was surprised.

Aline hadn't looked at the two, so she didn't know or care what he was talking about. She looked at him, deeply into his eyes. It were those marble-blue eyes of his which caused him to forget about everything for a moment. Shortly after that, they kissed each other intensely.