"So how are you doing with your father being back?" Jill inquired as they cleared the table. Evan, Divya and Paige were conversing behind the counter.

Hank paused, setting the bowl of leftover vegetables back on the table. "Maybe a little angry, maybe even a little confused that he's back. You wouldn't know anything about that would you?"

"I'm pretty sure that's not my place to say." Jill told him directly, swiping up the tray of butter and setting it on the counter. "And no, I did not have anything to do with him coming back. If I did, I probably wouldn't have come back to the Hamptons so soon after leaving."

"Good point." Hank accepted her response as she continued to clean off the table. Little by little, the food was put away, the counter and table washed off and they all gathered back in the living room area.

"That was a great dinner, thank you Hank." Divya mentioned, taking a seat across from Hank and Jill.

"You're very welcome." Hank replied with a nod.

"Thank Jill. She's the one that gave us a reason to celebrate." Evan chimed in, sitting down on the floor with his legs stretched out in front of him. He wore a goofy grin that disappeared when Paige slapped his arm.

"Ow! What was that for?" Evan complained as she sat down beside him.

Paige shrugged, slipping off her shoes and tucked her legs in towards her body. As soon as she was comfortable where she was, she spoke up. "Well that was definitely better than any of the fancy dinners my parents have thrown."

"I think we might have worn her out." Divya gestured over to Jill, who had her eyes closed and head resting against the back of the couch. "Is she still experiencing jet lag?"

Hank shrugged, not wanting to break doctor-patient confidentiality. "It's been a long week with her brother's wedding, and especially being around her family again."

"It's hard having a love-hate relationship with family, isn't it?" Divya reflected, to which they all nodded. It seemed like each and every one of them was experiencing something in that department; Jill with her family, Divya and Paige with their parents, and now Hank and Evan with the return of their father.

"Good times all around." Evan muttered, a hint of sadness in his tone. "Isn't that the necklace you gave her as a going away present, Divs?" Together, they all looked closely at the gold necklace peeking out from underneath Jill's shirt.

"Indeed it is." Divya cracked a small smile, then sat back against her chair. "It took me nearly a week to find someone to make that necklace. I'm glad to see she's still wearing it."

"Something tells me she wouldn't have it any other way." Hank grinned, placing one hand behind his head and the other resting on his stomach.

"I think she has the right idea though." Paige piped up as she gazed over at Jill. "I think I'm going to head to bed. Goodnight all."

"Is everything good between you and Paige?" Hank checked, pointing to the direction she has retreated to. "She's barely said a word tonight."

"Yeah, everything is fine between us." Evan scratched his head and disappeared from the room.

"Speaking of being fine, how is Jill really?" Divya inquired, as if she had been holding onto that question all evening. They walked into the kitchen where he poured them some coffee.

"Honestly, I think she's adjusting." Hank shrugged, setting the pot back in the machine.

"Yet, you have that worried look on your face." She cupped her hand tightly around her cup. "The one you get when your patients aren't cooperating."

"I assure you that's not one of those times." Hank smiled with ease, taking another sip of his coffee. Placing his cup on the counter, he grabbed an extra blanket and put it over Jill. As he did, she stirred slightly but stayed asleep.

"Does that mean you're not going to wake her?"

"I'd rather not." He said softly, not finishing the rest of what he was thinking. "From the way she's been going the last couple days, I think she could use the uninterrupted sleep."

"I knew I would find you here." A woman in her forties came to stand by her; her ebony skin contrasting against the red tinted sky.

"Kamaria? What are you doing? You're supposed to be resting."

"I should be. As should you. I know you were up all night putting finishing touches on this hospital."

"Okay." Jill grinned and pushed back a strand of hair behind her ear."But I'm also not a patient at this hospital. What are you doing out of bed?"

"I wanted to come see you before I go." Kamaria's heavy accent lingered with sadness.

Jill drew her eyebrows together, then sighed tiredly. "We've already talked about this. You are not going anywhere until you get better. I told you that we'd find some way to help pay for your medical-"

Kamaria held up a hand. "I appreciate everything you've done for me and my community. Don't take for granted what you have around you." Her tone was filled with emotion as they watched the sun go down in the sky. "Three years ago, my children watched their father be killed. A year later they were killed too."

Jill folded over her chest for comfort."You don't want to get better because you want to be with your family."

"My husband was a good man, Ms. Casey. He died protecting his family from bad men who came to harm us." The words danced behind her eyes, like a haunting fire dancing deep within her soul. "The last words he said to us were to run away and hide yourselves, so they will never find you. So we ran into the forest behind our home and started over with a few friends who had escaped."

"Sounds like your husband was protecting you and your children."

"He did. It also cost him his life."

"In other words you're not getting the treatment because you want to be with your family again."

"For many years I was angry, that my family was taken from me. When I went back to the house, I found my husband had been brutally beaten." Jill took in a raspy breath, closing her eyes to shake the image. "A few weeks later, my children had been drowned along with my friend and her children. And ever since that day, I've wanted nothing but to be with them again." Her eyes finally lifted from the ground as she turned towards Jill. "Don't take things for granted because you never know when they'll be taken from you."

The scene from Africa ended abruptly as Jill slowly opened her eyes. As real as the dream seemed, it took a few minutes before she realized that she was back home in the Hamptons and not in Africa. More specifically she was still at Hank's and not back at the hotel after the family dinner Hank hosted last night.