The three of them stood there waiting to hear the sound of the heart monitor registering a heartbeat. Cal was unaware he was holding his breath until Zoe finally nodded her head. Soon the heart monitor began to beep again at a steady rate. Ethan was stable. After a few minutes of steady beating Ethan began to come round. His eyes flickered open.

"Nice to have you back with us." Zoe smiled down at him. "How are you feeling?"

"A bit faint."

"Well, you feel like that for a few seconds but, you'll be okay."

"Where's Cal?"

"It's okay, Eth. I'm right here." Cal said coming to stand by him. "You gave me quite a scare then."

"Sorry, about that. I won't do it again."

"You better not."

Ethan shifted a bit where he lay. Sensing he was trying to get comfortable Cal lifted the bed up and helped Ethan to sit.

"When can I go home?" Ethan asked Zoe.

"As soon as I'm happy with your vitals. We'll keep you in for a couple of hours just to be sure. But, after that you're free to go home. I suggest you rest and take a week off."

Ethan smiled his thanks and Zoe and Charlie left them alone. Cal pulled up a chair beside the trolley.

"So about earlier…" Ethan started off.

"What about earlier?" Cal inquired.

"Do you think we can go and meet her?"

"Who?"

"The Queen." Ethan replied sarcastically. "Who do you think, Cal?"

"Oh, you mean Emilie."

"Yeah, of course I mean Emilie."

"Sure, we can. Why don't I phone her and arrange us a visit. I'm sure she'll be glad to meet you."

Ethan nodded. Cal then got up from where he sat and walked out of RESUS to arrange a date. Back in RESUS Ethan rested against the pillow. He had so many questions to ask her, so many things he wanted to know, wanted to say. Even though Ethan still felt betrayed with what Cal had done he could understand why he did it. He was just grateful Cal had Charlie to go to when he wasn't there. Most of all Ethan was glad Cal could finally open up to him and tell him the truth. A few seconds later Cal returned. He smiled at him confirming he had successfully arranged a day for the two of them to visit Emilie. Two hours later, Ethan was discharged. The drive back home was comfortable as the two of them sat in silence. Not long after they had arrived in their flat Ethan crashed on the sofa. Returning from the kitchen Cal smiled as he saw his brother asleep, his glasses askew on the bridge of his nose. Tiptoeing over to him Cal leant over and gently shook him by the shoulders.

"Come on, Ethan. Let's get you to bed."

All Cal got was a mumble.

"Well, I'm not going to carry you to your room. Come on, Nibbles. You can't stay here on the sofa all night.

Again Ethan responded with a mumble.

"Fine. But, don't complain to me in the morning that you have a bad back." Cal said throwing a blanket over him.

With Ethan tucked up on the sofa Cal got himself ready for bed. It didn't take him too long to drift off as well. Fast asleep Cal felt someone shake his shoulders. Immediately he woke up and saw the silhouette of Ethan standing beside him.

"Are you okay, Eth?" Cal asked, his brotherly instincts kicking in.

"Couldn't sleep."

Cal budged over to the other side of his bed and patted on the mattress indicating Ethan to come in beside him. Climbing into the bed Ethan felt Cal wrap his arms around him. Feeling safe in his brother's arms Ethan soon nodded off back to sleep. Cal smiled and quickly placed a small kiss on top of his brother's head.

"Goodnight, Nibbles."

The next morning the two of them headed out to see Emilie. Pulling up outside of the house Cal noticed Ethan was fidgeting with his glasses. He knew Ethan was nervous.

"You know we don't have to see her today." Cal told him. "She won't mind if we arrange another day."

Ethan shook his head.

"No, let's do this."

Cal nodded in response. As the two of them stepped out of the car the door to the house opened and there was Shelle. Cal and Ethan walked up to the front door.

"Stephen, I mean Cal. It's nice to see you again." Shelle smiled at them.

"Hiya, Shelle." Cal said. "I would like you to meet my brother, Ethan."

Shelle turned to Ethan who was standing beside Cal. She shook his hand.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you." Shelle told him. "Emilie will be happy to see you two together at last."

Shelle stepped aside to let them enter. The three of them entered the living room. Once inside Ethan saw Emilie. She was sitting in her wheelchair, her body movements shaking uncontrollably. Ethan knew it was the Huntington's. Seeing her two boys again a smile appeared on Emilie's face.

"Hello, son." She said.

Cal nudged Ethan when he didn't move. The nudge made Ethan stumble forward a bit, but he soon regained his composure and walked over to Emilie. He shook her hand.

"It's nice to see you too." Ethan said.

"Please, take a seat." Emilie offered.

The two of them did as they were told. The three of them sat in awkward silence for a bit.

"I'm guessing you have some questions to ask me." Emilie turned to face Ethan.

"Uh," Ethan stuttered. "I guess."

Emilie gestured for him to carry on.

"Why did you give us up for adoption?"

"I wanted you to have a chance of having a normal life. What life could I give you if I couldn't look after myself?"

"What about your husband?"

"He left as soon as you were born and that was when I found out I had Huntington's."

"Why didn't our adopted mum tell us?"

"She never knew because I never told her. I wanted to. But, every time I called I got scared and so I hung up. Now that you know why I did what I did, why don't you tell me a bit more about yourselves?"

Ethan didn't know where to begin.

"I hear you are also a doctor." Emilie said.

"Yes, I am."

"Well, that's impressive. I never thought both my sons would become doctors." Emile said smiling. "I also heard that you have a niece."

The thought of Matilda brought a few tears to Ethan's eyes and he turned to Cal. Emilie noticed the look between her sons.

"What is it?"

"Um, it turned out she wasn't my daughter." This time it was Cal who spoke.

"So what if she wasn't your daughter? If you love her than she will always be your daughter." Emilie told him.

"Well, she's not anymore." Cal said.

"Why?"

"She's with social services now." Ethan explained.

"Do you love her?" Emilie asked.

"Of course, we do." Cal said.

"Then that's enough."

Both Cal and Ethan looked at her. She noticed the confusion in both their eyes.

"if you love her why don't you give her a home? Give her a place where she knows she will be loved."

"You mean adopt her?" Cal inquired.

Emilie smiled.

"Yes."