Donald groaned while his head was tipping forward, he was dressed up in his finest. Black and white suite jacket and tie.
He really wasn't in any mood to attend these medical award ceremonies.
Honestly. Donald had never been a fan. Of course it was nice they got to celebrate the great breakthroughs and hard working doctors and scientists from across the world. But did they have to act like it was some Hollywood gala?
Thankfully Jane had insisted on driving ones again, and so Donald was sitting next to her in the passengers seat. Holding his cane over his lap as his eyes were drooping.
Janes dress was green… Emerald green. It reminded him of something, a pair of eyes. Clothes…
Donald closed his eyes… Perhaps a little nap would do him good. That was the point of having Jane drive after all so he could rest.
The car seat was warm, it made his body feel heavy as he sighed deeply and then he heard it. The voices. Laughter.
A green field, stretching as far as the eye could see. He was running… Running while laughing. Another boy was running right behind him, they were both laughing.
"Come on you slowpoke!"
"Be careful or you might trip!"
"You wouldn't dare!"
"But brother don't you know? I'm not just a trickster, I am the trickster!"
And Donald was laughing as they ran towards a tree which became larger and larger as it came closer, its branches spreading across the sky above them… It was so big. It was as tall as a skyscraper. Donald grinned as he looked up to see a deer jumping among the branches, easily big enough for the deer to walk calmly on.
"Woooow!" Donald gaped in his childish voice as he looked up.
Then the black haired boy had caught up as he looked up as well. "I agree… That always keep being impressive."
Slowly Donald opened his eyes, glancing out of the window where he saw the street lights flying by.
"You okay Donald?" Jane asked. "Got a bit of sleep?"
"Yeah." Donald nodded as he kept looking out of the window. Then he glanced at Jane again, the green dress clinging to her slender body and showing her feminime figure. He had to tear his eyes away. "I just… I had a weird dream." he admitted.
"Yeah?" Jane asked.
"You know how I… I don't remember anything right?" Donald asked.
"Still sounds weird to me." Jane admitted. "They found you on the street right? And you are still saying you don't remember anything from before then."
"I don't." Donald replied honestly as he held his cane tight. "I just…. I thought I remembered… Being a child."
"Oh." Jane blinked. "Well that's good isn't it?" she asked. "Was it a good memory?"
"Yes, I think so." Donald nodded. "I was with someone, a boy. With black hair." he said. "And we were on a field. Big one. We were running."
"Running?" Jane asked. "Erhm. Donald I don't meant to be rude but…"
Donald looked down at the cane in his hand… Right, he was unable to run. With pure willpower he had learned how to walk but only when using his cane or leaning against something. He could not run. "It felt so real though."
"Maybe it was." Jane smiled softly. "Your condition could have developed later in life. Don't listen to me. Any idea who that other boy is?"
Donald swallowed. "Someone important." he said. "Very important…. I.. I don't know. I'm sorry I.."
"It's okay." Jane assured. "You have been overworked lately. Perhaps you should consider a vacation."
Donald nodded. Then he swallowed. "Do you know…. Why I wanted to become a doctor."
"You wanted to safe people." Jane said.
"No I… Well yes but." Donald swallowed as he turned to Jane. "When I had no memory, no idea of who I were. There was only one thing I knew… There was someone I needed to safe." he said. "I was hopeless. I couldn't even stand, they stuck me in a wheelchair and told me I was never going to walk. I was so… So frustrated. I needed to safe this person! But I was stuck I…" he hands clutching the cane was shaking. "How could a weak person like me ever save anyone? Someone whom can't even stand up by himself?" he asked. "The answer came to me when I watched television of all things. Doctors safe people all the time, right?" he asked. "So I started studying, wasn't easy. I had nothing. But I knew I had to. It was the only thing I could do." he closed his eyes.
"That's really amazing Don." Jane smiled softly. "You did it. You're saving people now. All the time."
"Yes…" Donald breathed. "But… Not that person. That person has not been saved."
"Who?" Jane asked.
"I wish I knew." Donald sighed deeply.
And Jane silenced as she looked out of the front window with her hands on the wheel. "We're here." she spoke softly.
"Good. Then we can get it over with." Donald sighed deeply. "I mean what is the point. We already know Doctor Stephen Strange is going to win all the awards. Just like last year. And the year before that!"
"Oh come on, he didn't win every single award." Jane rolled her eyes.
"Same difference." Donald shrugged. "Look I get he's brilliant and all of that, his breakthroughs are incredible. But does he need to be such an asshole?"
And Jane snorted then laughed. "You can't say that!"
"It's true though!" Donald exclaimed and Jane laughed.
"Stop." Jane asked.
"I earned it! He accused me of getting pity grands because of my disability." Donald muttered. "Worst is it's true. I got special disability grands for uni." he groaned.
"They are not pity grands. You got your licence fair and square." Jane assured as they pulled in to the parking lot. "And you are a great doctor. You have all the reasons to be proud. Don't let him get you down."
Donald smiled as he glanced up at Jane. "Thanks. You're the best Jane."
Jane smiled but couldn't look at Donald as she was looking for a parking space. "Well I'll try."