Summary: To anyone, Lizzie's life was over, all her hopes crushed. The sense of doom took over that night both her parents. And faithful Gordo, hoping for the best, stayed right besides the one he loved. That is, until someone else entered the scene.
Hyperion climbed the skyes that day with glorious beauty, and he covered his eyes from the sunlight that penetrated the windows in the room. And then, something happened...
Two hazel eyes welcomed the day, two hazel eyes of such beauty that even Artemis or Aphrodite could feel jealous of,
opened, and blinked several times. Then the fingers of a hand began to touch, to feel, almost asking, "Where? What?
How? When? Who?". Finally, the lips moved, and a weak but peaceful voice uttered words, "Gordo? Is it you?".
He was shocked, stunned to hear her. "Yes, I am here my love. I am here Lizzie!"
Lizzie stretched her right hand,and she touched his cheeks, his lips, his hair. "Gordo. Gordo. Where am I? Where is Miranda, my parents, Matt?", asked Lizzie, with a look of surprise and awe, and pain. He pointed at the chair on Lizzie's left side, and Miranda was there, opening here eyes. "Lizzie, Lizzie! You are alive. You are well. Oh, God! You are well!", exclaimed Miranda, who almost jumped to hug Lizzie. Lizzie smiled, and opened her arms to receive Miranda's heart-felt demonstrations love and friendship.
Mr. and Mrs. McGuire came 2 minutes later, and ran to Lizzie's bed when they saw her well. "Oh, Lizzie. You are well!
Sam, she is all right! Matt, come here, your sister is well!", exclaimed Jo McGuire with shock and awe. Sam kissed his daughter, and Matt embraced her. "Lizzie, I am so relieved.", said Matt.
"Gordo, thank you for caring for our daughter. Thank you for being at her side. We are in your debt.", said Sam while embracing him. "I love her, Mr. McGuire, and that is all that counts to me. No debt to be paid.", he said.
The doctor came to see Lizzie at 11am. He could not believe his eyes. However grimm or gloomy the prospects looked Lizzie was well. Still, she would need therapy and rehabilitation to walk. It would take 2 months to do it, but the McGuires, and Lizzie's loyal friends would be there to help her along the way.
Lizzie now said, "Gordo, will you help me tomorrow with the therapy? I have to take my first steps again, and to do it with you, to be with you, will help me." She kissed him before he could answer. "Of course I will be there with you, my love!", he said, without even a blink.
The day passed fast, and in the next morning two nurses came with a walking aid to help Lizzie's leg muscles to get stronger. They also brought a pair of special, muscle flexing boots which would help her get a better handle at walking again. Sam and Jo were took Lizzie off the bed, and placed her in the wheel chair, taking here accross some halls and corridors to the hospital gardens. The nurses got her up, and placed the boots on Lizzie's feet. "Gordo, are you ready?", asked Lizzie with a heavenly smile. "Yes", he said, "I am here. Let's start."
Lizzie leaned on him, and he helped her to walk. One step at a time, pass the rose bushes, the cherry blossoms,and the Mexican white tree, all forming a breathless picture of green, white, and red that made Lizzie blush.
One hour, one week, one month passed and Lizzie made tremendous progress. She could now walk faster, and at a steady pace.
One one evening, when the Sun climbed down, Lizzie called him. "Gordo, thank you for everything that you have done. If I can walk now, if I have hope again, its all thanks to you. I love you." He blushed. "Lizzie, all I want for us is to be at peace, to be together forever, to be in bliss. And I promise, once you are ok, it will come to pass.", he said kissing her.
Lizzie closed here eyes, and all the could think of was to be at his side. Night's veil covered the sky, and Lizzie was on the hospital bed. He was at her side, and that was all that mattered right there and then. But the stars did not shed light that night. A dark shadow covered the room...