Dr. Meadows told Courtney and Jason again, that the chance of her getting pregnant was only thirty percent. They had winced at these odds, but were both more than willing to give it a shot anyways.

Jason was sent into the lavatory to, retrieve the sperm he would need. While Courtney was patiently waiting for him to return before they performed the surgery on her to remove her eggs. She didn't want to be alone during it, and Jason had promised to stay by her side the entire time.

While Courtney was being prepped for surgery, Jason sat next to her bed, holding her hand.

"Thank you for being okay with this," Courtney said as she was beginning to become drowsy. They had just injected her with the anesthetic.

"You're welcome," Jason said as he kissed her forehead and watched her eyes begin to close.

"I love you so much," Courtney told him as she blindly reached for him, trying to fight the anesthetic just to hear him say those words back to her.

Jason grabbed her face between his hands and said, "I love you more."

And with that, Courtney smiled, squeezed her husband's hand, and everything faded to black.

Dr. Meadows had told Jason that he couldn't stay with his wife during the surgical procedure. So he was in the waiting room. Waiting wasn't something that Jason Morgan was particularly good at. He had a strange urge to call his sister Emily, to have her come and wait with him, but decided not to. If they were going to go through with this, they had to do it together, or not at all. He opted for together.

Jason had gone over everything that could possibly go wrong in his head. Courtney could lose blood during the operation. Dr. Meadows had already said that she could hemorrhage. She could die if she got pregnant. She could die during surgery. Jason didn't know why he was stressing himself out so much. Dr. Meadows had promised him that she would get Courtney through the surgery just fine.

He sighed when he saw the doctor walking towards him, stood up, and prepared himself for whatever she had to say.

Courtney was walking around on what seemed like a playground. She tried to stop walking but found that she couldn't, so she wondered what she was walking toward. She passed the sandbox, the swings and the jungle gym, until she arrived at the slide. On top of it, standing up, getting ready to slide down was a little boy. And Courtney knew in her heart, that this was her son. He had short, light brown hair, a beautiful smile, and piercing blue eyes. Jason's eyes.

"What are you doing up there?" Courtney asked her little boy as the slide began to wobble.

"Help me Mommy, you and Daddy have to save me," the little boy cried.

Courtney tried to move toward the slide but found that her feet were frozen in their spots. It was complete torture. How was she supposed to get to him?

"How? What do Daddy and I have to do to save you?" Courtney found herself asking, as she thrashed her arms about, desperately trying to move to the slide, the slide that was getting more unsafe by the minute. What if it collapsed? Courtney's world, Jason's world would surely collapse with it.

"You have to climb the steps," the blue eyed boy said as Courtney looked at him.

"I can't move my feet," Courtney said as tears formed in her eyes. She couldn't save her son. Where was Jason? Jason would get him down.

"You have to climb the steps," the little boy said as Courtney felt someone squeezing her hand, a distant voice was talking to her.

"I don't want to leave you here!" Courtney yelled as she saw that the slide was getting farther and farther away. Her little boy was getting farther and farther away.

"Go see Daddy, he misses you. You'll climb the steps together, it's the only way."

"Courtney? Courtney, please wake up. It's just a dream, I'm right here," Courtney heard the voice of her worried husband soothing her. She felt his hand in hers and his other hand on her cheek. When her eyes opened, the first thing she saw was his eyes. The eyes that their son had. And she smiled.

"We have to climb the steps together," Courtney stated as Jason breathed a sigh of relief that she woke up. She had been thrashing about everywhere, saying that she had to save her son.

"What steps Courtney?" Jason inquired.

"Jason, our son. He's stuck on top of the slide, and we have to climb the steps together to save him. I tried to help him but my feet wouldn't move. Why weren't you there?" Courtney asked as Jason again, sighed.

"Courtney, it was just a dream. It was the anesthetic. You just got out of surgery a little while ago," Jason explained as Courtney shook her head.

"No Jason, it wasn't a dream. Our son, he had your eyes and your light brown hair. And the most beautiful smile that I've ever seen. You would be so proud of him. He's brave, like you. He wasn't scared of falling off the slide," Courtney told Jason as he looked at her intensely.

"Okay," Jason said as he looked toward Dr. Meadows who simply shrugged. Courtney was awake, and alert, and talking fine. The surgery had been extremely successful, they had removed 12 eggs from Courtney and they were now in the lab along with Jason's sperm, and in two weeks, they would see if any embryos formed.

"I saw him Jason, I promise. I just don't know what he means, we have to climb the steps together to save him?" Courtney questioned as Dr. Meadows decided that it was time to leave the couple alone.

Jason sat on the edge of her bed as Dr. Meadows shut the door behind her.

"Well, maybe he was trying to tell you that he wants to be born. He wants us to save him because he's out there somewhere, and we have to find him," Jason was trying to see the little boy in his mind, but he couldn't picture him.

"Do you think that he meant that we need to do everything right? Climb all the steps? In order to finally reach him?" Courtney asked as Jason's hand went around her and pulled her to him.

"I think that's exactly what he meant. We'll climb all the steps together, just like he asked," Jason said as he kissed his wife's forehead, and noticed that she was asleep.

Jason didn't think she was crazy, in fact, quite the opposite. He knew she wasn't. But it was a dream, nothing more. To him at least, but to his wife… if she needed to believe that she had to save their son from the falling slide in order for him to be born, he would go along with it. But first they had to see if she would even get pregnant first. Thirty percent odds, Jason wasn't getting his hopes up. And as much as he knew Courtney said her hopes weren't up either, he knew they were.

Dr. Meadows had already given him her release papers, and he had already signed them. They were free to go home. And Jason really wanted his wife in her own bed, resting. So he took her in his arms, and carried her sleeping body out of the hospital. The whole time, trying to picture himself saving the little boy on the slide.