She had never felt so comfortable before, and she sleepy nestled deeper into the softness below her. Her internal clock and alarm told her it was time to get up, but she refused. She was wrapped up, cozy, and just the thought of leaving all that made her upset. So she nuzzled in more and tried to go back to sleep. However, she had no luck, and she pulled her eyes open. Her scanners took a moment to adjust, and she realized that the room she was in looked different.

She turned her head to the left and looked out the window into the sky. Dark clouds had rolled in and covered up the sun making the room darker. It still looked beautiful to her, though, and just looking out a window made her feel happy. She pulled her arm out from under a blanket on her, and while grumbling from losing some of the cozy feeling, she rubbed her eyes. The 'bed,' as her mind defined it, was nice, and its placement near the window made it better.

Giving little effort, but still grumbling XJ9 rolled over onto her right side. The darker sky had made the room more ominous, and the screens shone brightly in the room. The pale whites, blues, and greens lit up more of the outside world. Her head still ached from taking in too much earlier, but she tried not to focus on it. Granted, the bright screen lights didn't help much, but she was hypnotized by them none-the-less.

Different types of buildings and skies filled the screens. Fields that stretch out into mountains and blended together beautifully. The sky touched down into the sea and disappeared with the sun in one. Trees and their limbs swayed in the wind as rain fell on them. It was almost like she could hear the pitter-patter of the storm. Oh wait, she looked back over her shoulder and watched the rain hit her window.

She watched the raindrops stick to her window and run down, merging with other droplets. She turned her head back to the screen with the trees in the rain and wondered where it was. Maybe it was far, far away, or perhaps it was just right outside out of her sight. She snuggled up under her blanket and watched it for a few more minutes. The sound of familiar footsteps caught her attention, she watched the door open, and the lady walked in.

Wakeman quietly stepped in and shut the door behind her. She must've noticed that she was awake as after looking at her, she crossed the room. She wasn't as quiet as before but remained from making any unnecessary loud noises. Wakeman sat on XJ9's bed, and she watched the woman with curious sleepy eyes.

"Do you like your new room?"

Her room, like hers to keep? Like how the ducky was hers? She nodded, yes.

"I'm glad you do; now, this room is essential. Do you know why?

She wracked her brain for a moment, but couldn't come up with anything, so she shook her head no.

"This room is important because it will assist you in your purpose. You will be able to watch over the world. Incredible, isn't it?"

She wasn't sure what to think but nodded her head yes. She liked the screens.

"XJ9, do you know why you were built?"

Why was she built? She hadn't thought about it before, and now the question was running through her mind. She didn't know how long she thought about the issue, but it must have been longer than she thought.

"It's alright if you don't know right now. There are some things that I'd like you to learn before we get to that, then, later on, you'll truly understand your purpose."

She didn't nod at that; she didn't understand what the lady was talking about. The lady didn't seem to mind her lack of an answer. It was quiet between them, but not uncomfortable. The rain hitting the window made a soothing sound, and Wakeman's presence always made her calm down, so the result was her feeling quite pleased at the moment.

XJ9 scanned over the screens, and there was so much to see. Yet, one scene caught her attention. The screen was of a park on a sunny day with a little breeze blowing through. Flowers swayed in the breeze and looked like they were doing a little dance. As nice as all of that was, her eyes were drawn to the corner of the screen. An older woman and a young boy were sitting together in the grass and laughing.

She watched the boy play with a toy and the woman talking to him. It reminded her of when Wakeman would speak to her, while she would play with her ducky. As she watched them interact more, she continued to see similarities between both of them. Her brain connected the dots quickly and scanned the internet for what came up. Two words popped up in her mind, 'son' and 'mother'.

She dismissed the word 'son' immediately. She wasn't a boy. She was a girl; with that in mind, another word corresponding to it came up instead 'daughter.' The word 'daughter' didn't make much sense to her, but it connected to 'mother'. Mother, a female parent. What was a 'parent'? Was it important to have? Her brain searched the internet again. A Parent is the caretaker of a child.

A child, the little boy must be a child. He was a child, a son apparently, and that woman must be his mother. She watched the woman wipe something off his face as he squirmed to get away from her. She laughed at her son before handing him a drink, which he eagerly took. Suddenly, she found herself wanting a drink. The sweet treat that she got after tests and hoped now that Wakeman would be nice and give her some.

She looked at Wakeman sitting on her bed, and before she could think about the treat again, a new thought popped into her head. Noreen Wakeman was such a long name, such a hard name she would bet to say. She needed to call the lady something else, and maybe this was it. 'Mother' was shorter than Wakeman, and according to the internet, there were so many different versions of the word to say. She could find a version of it she liked and learn how to say that when referring to the lady.

"What's got you so giddy now?"

She hadn't realized that she had been smiling and squirming around for the last few minutes enough to get the Wakeman's attention. She sat up and left her coziness behind to get a better look at the lady sitting on her bed. She then looked back at the screen with the park and watched the mother and son enjoy each other's company. Yes, she had a good feeling about the word mother. Now, only if she had her ducky to complete the picture.

Author's Note- Thank you all for being patient, and for reading! I'm going to try to have another chapter posted around the end of this week. Please leave a review. It really helps!