A/N: Do I have to do an Author's Note now? I don't know anything to write, I just updated this morning, I told everything then :). Just enjoy this chapter!
Disclaimer: Saw is niet van mij. That dutch for: Saw is not mine. Clearly enough? I do NOT own Saw :).
"What is wrong with Corbett?" Mr. Perkins asked, while walking into the room. He looked at Corbett. She didn't looked quite good. Reasonable, her mother-figure was gone, and she was now all alone here. He knew she didn't like him and Mrs. Perkins. He never denied he didn't liked her either. But for some reason, he felt sorry for her. He lost his mother when he was three, so he knew how she felt right now.
"I don't really know. But Paige is sleeping right now." Mrs. Perkins said. He nodded. Mrs. Perkins spent almost one hour just silencing Paige. He knew that if Corbett was with her senses right then, she could've helped her with Paige. That was what Mark said, at least.
He didn't liked Mark as well. But he didn't knew him quite well. Mark lived next to them for almost ten years now, but he never really talked to them. And now Mark thought they could watch after his children. Mrs. Perkins was too sweet, Mr. Perkins thought. If it was him who opened the door, he would never accepted to take care of those two demons.
The doorbell rang. Thank God, Mr. Perkins thought.
"That must be Mark. I hope he found Amanda." Mrs. Perkins said, and walked over to the door. She opened it. Mark was breathing heavily, like he ran the whole way over to here.
"Mark! Have you found Amanda?" He nodded.
"Can I get Corbett and Paige, please?" Mrs. Perkins nodded. She walked back into the house.
"Corbett, can you help me with Paige, please?" No response. Mrs. Perkins sighed. She turned around.
"Mark, you can come in." He nodded, and walked into the house and closed the door behind him. He got into the living room, and Corbett immediately looked up.
"Mark? Where's Amanda?" Corbett exclaimed, and ran over to Mark. He hugged her.
"She's in the hospital. Do you want to visit her?" Mark asked. Corbett's eyes widened.
"Why is she in the hospital?"
"I don't know yet, sweaty. Would you like to see her?" Corbett nodded, still holding Mark really tight.
"Can you help me with Paige then, Corbett?" She nodded again.
"What are that tubes for?" Corbett asked, as she sat on one of the chairs next to Amanda. Mark sat at the other side of the bed, and Paige lay on the bed next to Amanda. Mark had asked if she could lay on one of them, because he forgot to bring something for her.
"Those tubes? I don't really know. I guess that one's for oxygen, and that one's for a medicine." Mark said. Corbett was getting annoying. She asked those kind of questions for almost half an hour. Questions he didn't knew the answer to. "if"-questions. Corbett sighed.
"I don't like it when Mandy is like this."
"I know, Corbett, I don't like it as well. But for now, there's no choice. The doctors have to keep her like this until they know what's wrong with her." Corbett nodded.
"What's that?" Corbett asked. She stood up and touched the necklace around Amandas neck.
"That's a necklace. I bought it for Amanda. I wanted to give it to her when I was back home, but that's impossible now. I also have one for you. Do you want it?" Corbett nodded. Mark got the necklace out of his pocket. He looked at his watch. Perfect. Corbett walked over to him. He placed it around her neck.
"Beautiful!" Mark said, and Corbett smiled. She hugged him.
"Thanks dad." Corbett whispered into his clothes. Mark smiled. Finally she called him "dad".
"Happy birthday, Corbett." Mark replied. They stood like that for a few moments, Mark just stroking Corbett's hair, when Paige began to cry.
"Paige woke up!" Corbett yelled, and ran over to Paige.
"And I'm deaf!" Mark exclaimed. Corbett chuckled.
"Sorry!" She laughed, and leaned over to Paige.
"Corbett, you get her food!" Mark said, and picked Paige up.
"Okay." Corbett said, and ran over to Paige's bag. She got the food out of it, and gave it to Mark.
"Do you want to feed her?" Mark asked. Corbett's eyes widened. Mark knew Corbett loved to be with Paige, and feed her, and put her clothes on. She was a real girly-girl, like Amanda always told him. Amanda didn't really loved it if Corbett did that, because she said 'Corbett didn't yet understand Paige wasn't one of her dolls', but Mark always found that stupid. Corbett was old enough to know that Paige wasn't a doll. He figured Amanda was just afraid Corbett would drop Paige, or do something else that could harm her.
"Yes!" Corbett exclaimed.
"Well, sit there, I'll give Paige." Corbett immediately sat down. Mark smiled.
"Here you go. Be careful!" Mark put Paige on her lap. Paige looked with wide eyes at Corbett. It would be a hard task to explain Paige when she was older how they adopted Corbett. She wouldn't understand it. Mark even sometimes didn't understand. All he knew was that he was happy they did so. He wouldn't know what he would miss if they didn't, that was true. But he loved Corbett. Just like he loved Paige and Amanda. His girls.
"Do you want to have kids when you're older, Corbett?" Mark asked, while looking at how Corbett fed Paige.
"Yes, I want to have twenty children, and I want to live in a big pink house, with a lot of big rooms, and I want to be pretty!" Corbett rattled. Mark laughed.
"Well, you already have the last one!" Mark said. Corbett smiled.
"Hey, watch Paige!" Mark laughed. Paige was almost crying, because she couldn't drink anymore. Corbett wasn't good at doing two things at a time.
"Oh, sorry!" Corbett chuckled. "Sorry Paige!" Corbett said.
"So Corbett, do you want to have something else for your birthday? Because it's already past midnight." Mark said, while taking over Paige and finishing feeding. Corbett looked up.
"Um... I want Amanda to wake up." Corbett finally said. Mark sighed.
"Yes, I want that too, but you know that can't be today." Corbett's face dropped.
"Sorry, Corbett, but you know that too, right?" Corbett nodded. A nurse stepped into the room.
"I'm very sorry, but you can't stay anymore, sir." The nurse said.
"Ah, come on, it's her birthday! She wants to stay with her mother." Mark said, and pointed at Corbett.
"I'm sorry, sir, you can come back at ten." The nurse said again. Corbett looked at Mark.
"Alright, off we go then." Mark said, with a sad smile. He kissed Amanda.
"Bye Manda, hang on tight, alright? We'll be back, I promise!" Mark said, and stroked her hair. Corbett climbed on the bed.
"Mandy, wake up! It's my birthday today! I'm seven now!" Corbett whispered. "Mum." Corbett immediately said after her last line.
Suddenly, Amandas heart rate jumped a little. Mark smiled.
"I bet she heard you, Corbett." He said, and looked at the nurse. She nodded.
"She can, I'm sure of it." The nurse said. Mark and Corbett smiled at each other.
"Corbett, do you get Paige's bag?" Corbett nodded. The left the room after that, Corbett holding Paige's bag, and Mark holding Paige, holding each other's hands.
Three months later
Mark laid in bed. He cried. He missed Amanda. She still was in a coma, and he couldn't take it anymore. This almost felt like those two minutes in the warehouse, but then stretched into three months. His heart hurt. Of course he still had Corbett. And of course Paige. Paige, their symbol of love towards each other. They got her together, he was her father and Amanda was her mother. That gave him some peace. But not enough to ease the pain that was taking over him now.
The hospital said they would keep Amanda in a coma, but now, she had gotten in one herself, and they couldn't awake her now.
He whipped his tears of his face. Time to wake Corbett. She had a recital from ballet. She was sad when she discovered it was this soon. She knew Amanda wouldn't be awake then. She stood in the studio, crying for almost ten minutes, on her own.
He stepped out of bed. It almost felt like he was a bachelor with children. Officially he was, but before this all, he didn't felt like it. Then he had Amanda. He walked into Corbett's room, and kneeled beside her bed.
"Corbett? Corbett, wake up sweaty, you need to get ready for your performance." Mark whispered. Corbett groaned.
"Recital." She replied. She was really serious with ballet, since that was the only thing she had now Amanda was still sleeping.
"Oh, sorry ballerina!" Mark pinched her in her arm.
"Ouch! Dad, don't do that!" She exclaimed, and she got up. She hasn't called him Mark anymore. She now only wanted to call him dad. Not that it bothered him, three months ago it was the only thing he wanted her to say to him, now, it almost felt like she did nothing else.
"Can you help me, dad?" Corbett said, as she walked over to her closet to gather her clothes.
"Don't you get clothes there?" Corbett looked up.
"Oh, yeah, that's true." Corbett sighed, and got her ballet shoes and thighs. Mark sighed as well. She hasn't smiled much. He knew she missed Amanda as well, but there wasn't much he could do about it.
"Corbett, shall we visit Amanda before we go to the Opera Hall for your performance." Corbett looked up. She nodded, and smirked a bit. The phone rang.
"I'll get it!" Corbett exclaimed, and ran downstairs. Mark got up off Corbett's bed, and walked into Paige's room.
"Sorry Paige, but I have to bring you over to the Perkins when we're gone. At least we pay them, otherwise, they would've moved when we got you!" Mark whispered, and he picked her up. She smiled at him. He was happy she was still young, because now, she was the only happy person in this household.
"Dad?" Corbett exclaimed from downstairs. Mark sighed. Why did she still need his help? He walked downstairs.
"It's for you." Corbett said, with a serious tone. He frowned. Corbett was never this serious, even in the past three months.
"Okay. Mark Hoffman?" Mark picked up the phone.
"Hello Mister Hoffman, I have news about your wife. She woke up." Mark almost dropped Paige. He gave Paige to Corbett, who frowned.
"Can you be here in thirty minutes?" Mark nodded, but then realized the person on the other side of the phone would not see him.
"Yes, I can. Thanks for calling." Mark said, and the other person hang up. A smile grew to his face.
"Amanda woke up." Were the only words he said, and Corbett yelled.
"Are we going to the hospital then?" Corbett exclaimed, a big smile on her face. Marks heart warmed. She finally smiled again.
"Of course we do!" Mark yelled back, smiling.
"If you give me Paige!" He said, and walked over to Paige. She gave Paige, and immediately ran upstairs to get dressed. Mark laughed.
"We're going to see your mother again, Paige!" Mark said, and kissed Paige on her forehead.
A/N: I wanted to tell you that tomorrow I won't be able to update anything, so that's the reason I updated today :).
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