"How is she?" Roman looked closely at his younger brother as he asked the question. "Any change?"

"Not that I can tell." Bo replied, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry, man. It must be hard."

"Yeah. She's in there, Roman. I can feel her."

"Maybe you should let someone else come stay with her for a while."

"No. I'm staying with her until she wakes up and can move around on her own. I will protect her, Roman."

"Bo, you're exhausted. And staying here, with no sleep, worrying 24/7 isn't going to do Carly any good. You need to rest."

"Roman, I'm not going anywhere."

"OK. OK. But if you do need someone to stay with her, just let me know and I'm here."

"Thanks, but I have to be here when she wakes up."

"What if she doesn't wake up, Bo?"

Bo shook his head, refusing to think that way or entertain that train of thought.

"She will wake up, Roman. She will. I know it. I can feel it. I can feel her." Roman noticed that as his little brother said these words his hand had come to rest over his heart. And knew there was no point in pushing the subject any farther and changed the subject.

"Listen I got the papers for you to sign from Mickey." Roman reached through the open window of his car and pulled out a legal sized manila folder and handed it to Bo.

"Great, thanks man." Bo took the folder and quickly opened it pulling out three sets of legal documents. Each had little red flag stickers at various points in the papers indicating where he needed to sign. He felt around in his pockets for a minute before turning back to his brother. "Gotta pen?"

Roman reached through his car window again and retrieved a pen for his brother.

Bo nearly snatched the pen out of Roman's hand, and pulling the cap off with his teeth, he began signing everywhere Mickey had marked for him. When he had finished signing all three sets of documents he turned and held them and the pen out to Roman, who took them and laid them on the hood of his car before bending over and signing them as a witness. Roman then put all the paper's back into the manila folder and put the folder back in his car to deliver to Mickey the next day.

"Thanks for bringing those up here Roman."

"No problem, I think you're doing the right thing."

"Yeah? Why is that?"

"Ever since Hope took Ciara after the kidnapping, I have noticed things about her that I never noticed before."

"Yeah, like what?"

"Like her unwillingness to see anybody else's side but her own. The fact that she only seems to think about herself and getting what she wants."

Bo let out a snort of laughter. "I noticed those things a long time ago."

"Listen, before I go…"

"What?"

"Have you thought about when Carly wakes up?"

"That's all I think about, Roman."

"No, I mean the legal stuff."

"Like what?"

"Like, how are you going to get her divorced from Lawrence?"

"I've thought about that."

"Yeah, and?"

"I need to talk to a lawyer to figure out how to get the divorce going now. I'm going to call Frankie in a little while and see what he can dig up in the law books. I have to give him an update anyhow."

"I'm surprised he hasn't insisted on being here."

"He has. He keeps demanding to know where I'm hiding Carly, but I keep reminding him that Larry is probably watching him."

"Yeah, he probably is. I'm surprised he hasn't come looking for you yet."

"Oh, he'll look in Salem. But it will be more of him looking at me "just in case," Bo made air quotes at the last three words.

"Just in case?"

"Yeah. Larry has always thought I lacked in the brains department. Always thought he was smarter than me. So he has always underestimated me. He's probably thinking that there was no way that I, or anyone in Salem, could plan and pull off taking Carly the way we did."

"That's true. He did think a lot of himself didn't he."

"Yep. And my guess is that he has only gotten more arrogant and conceited over the years. Just keep your eyes open and let me know if anyone starts sniffing around."

"Will do, little brother. Listen, while you're taking care of that little lady in there, don't forget to take care of yourself too, OK."

"OK. We'll be fine. I'll call you in a couple of days."

"Alright. Later then little brother."

"Later."

Bo watched as his older brother got into his car and carefully backed down the narrow path to the main road before going back inside to sit at Carly's bedside.