Marcus's POV,

Someone tapped my shoulder. I flinched and settled my eyes back into a deep sleep. A mans voice shouted.

"Mr.Butler!" I sat up quickly and rubbed my eyes. "Niomi has woken," a smiled filled my face and I ran past the man into Niomi's room. She was sat up in the bed with a cup of tea in her frail hands.

"Marky," she squealed as I pulled her into me. I squeezed her tight. I didn't want to let go.

"Miss.Smart, Mr.Butler, I have some bad news and some good news." I gulped and nodded at the doctor. "There's an 86% chance that Miss.Smart will not be able to have children." Tears fell from Niomi's eyes. She grabbed my hand and tangled her fingers in between mine.

"And the good news?" She asked.

"Well, there's still a 14% chance of Niomi still being able to have children. You may leave when your ready and we will process some tests and results and mail them to you. We hope for the best."