AN: Sorry again for the wait and I will update again tonight to appease any of you that are still reading. Reviews make the world spin backwards! (Just the way I like it!)

The little girl smiled and answered simply, "Because I'm like you."

Sara slid to the floor, curled up and hugged her knees. "I just wanna be myself again, not all floaty!" She whispered as a single tear slid down her left, even paler than usual cheek.

"All you have to do is find your body and if someone is in the room with the real you and the floaty you and they say that they love you then you'll go back. But you can't leave it too long or it won't work."

Sara gulped, "How long is too long?"

"It's different for everyone." The little girl suddenly looked sad, "Before you go back to your life… can you help me? Because I've been wandering round the hospital for a few days now… and I don't know how to get back"

"You're worried time's running out?" The little girl nodded, "Okay. What's your second name?"

"Anderson."

"And why are you here?"

The little girl giggled and replied, "I already told you that, it's because I'm like you!"

"No, I mean why are you in hospital?"

"Oh. I was in a car crash." Her eyes looked into the middle distance as if she was trying to remember something from a while ago.

"Okay, Sara wandered over to the nurse's station, feeling so much more confident now she had the purpose of protecting and helping this young girl. She accessed the database of patients and typed into the search box 'Anderson, Ruth' and she watched as a room number appeared and a floor number. Sara turned and saw Ruth as the light from a window flowed through her. It seemed to light her up from within but it made her skin glow as well; it also made her hair shine golden. "Right let's get you back!"

Sara and Ruth walked almost in silence apart from Ruth giggling at various sights that make small children giggle, and Sara was thinking. 'What if I get lost on my way back? What if I don't make it back in time? What if no-one says that they love me!'

"Someone will."

"Huh?"

"You're worried no-one will say that they love you, and I think that you must have someone who loves you, and if you're here then they will be too."

Sara stayed silent, and she prayed that this wise child was right.