Doctor Michael Sanders concernedly sat near the girl's bed - just like he had done the night before that… and the night before that… He had watched the girl sleep every day and night for the past few months she was there. The room 245 became something like a sanctuary to him. He would sit there for hours hoping that she would wake up.

Michael didn't know anything about her. Nobody did. He didn't know her name, her habits or her personality. All he knew was that the girl had a bit bushy brown and wavy hair. Nothing else. He only guessed she could be 16... Or 17... Or maybe even older. He wouldn't know. One thing was for sure - she was still a girl… a child… who was turning into a woman.

He remembered a couple of policemen found her lying on a street three or four months ago.

Back then, she was still awake, but not quite conscious. She had a few bruises and a wound beneath her elbow. The girl also had a piece of wood with her which she squeezed very hard as though she didn't want anyone to take it away from her. The staff thought it might be very important to her, so they kept it. She also had a necklace around her neck, which was saved too.

Michael remembered the girl kept muttering words like "No!' and "Get away from there!" over and over again. At one point she simply passed out.

After that, she had never woken up again.

From that day on, whenever somebody would come with a story that could possibly fit hers, doctor Sanders's heart would jump with a start. But… whoever came asking for their missing children wasn't searching for her.

To Michael Sanders, this girl was a sad story that needed to have a happy ending.

And he promised he would do everything he could to make it possible.

There was a knock on doctor's office and the nurse entered without waiting the response from him.

"Doctor Sanders, I am sorry for interrupting you, but…"

"Miss Applegate," Michael's slightly annoyed voice replied "can't you tell I am quite busy right now?"

"Yes, doctor, I know, but this is urgent…"

"Everything is urgent in hospitals."

The nurse didn't give up. "Still, I'm sure you will be interested in this."

"Alright," Sanders realized he had to let go "what is it then?"

Miss Applegate smiled. "The patient in room 245."

"Yes? What about her?"

"She's finally conscious, doctor."