Chapter Ten: “Ray of Light” “Zephyr in the sky at night - I wonder Do my tears of mourning Sink beneath the sun” Light filled the room through the blindless window across from his bed as Lucky slept soundless, and for once, peacefully. Liz was still with him, her arms entangled in his and her head resting on his chest. Lucky slowly woke up from his slumber, not anxious to open his eyes. He let out a silent sigh and opened his eyes, quickly shutting them when the light got in them. He cautiously opened one eye, then the other, adjusting to the state of the room. He took in a deep breath and noticed his surroundings. He was in his room. A movement startled him and for the first time he noticed Liz lying with him. Next to him. On him. His breath stuck in his throat and he closed his eyes again, remembering everything that happened last night. “And I feel Like I just got home And I feel And I feel Like I just got home And I feel” He needed to get up. See what was going on. For once since the incident, he actually felt better. A tiny smile crossed his lips. Liz shifted her position and opened her eyes. Her eyes caught with Lucky's, and she noticed that he actually looked content. Not a trace of fear or embarrassment in them. She smiled up at him and sat up. “Faster than the speeding light - She's flying Trying to remember Where it all began She's got herself a little piece of heaven Waiting for the time when Earth shall be as one” “Good morning.” She whispered. “Morning.” Came Lucky's reply. Her heart skipped a beat. Could this be the end of it? She wondered. She hoped. “How are you feeling?” “Hungry.” Liz laughed and brushed the hair out of Lucky's eyes. “Then lets get you fed.” She quickly got up and started for the door. She looked behind her for a second, and walked out of the room. Lucky was following her. “And I feel Like I just got home And I feel And I feel Like I just got home And I feel Quicker than a ray of light Quicker than a ray of light Quicker than a ray of light” Luke looked up from his paper and looked at Liz bound down the stairs. Her happiness was apparent, and he wondered why. He looked behind Liz and saw Lucky pad down the stairs, looking better than he had in days. Luke put down his paper and stood up to great them. “Hi cowboy… how are you doing?” Lucky looked at his father. “I'm ok.” He said. He didn't say it rude or mean, his voice sounded strong, and he meant it. “Glad to hear it. Let’s go get you some breakfast, shall we?” Lucky nodded and Luke guided Lucky into the kitchen to face the rest of the family, and hopefully, have a good meal. “Quicker than a ray of light - I'm flying” Song bits from Madonna's “Ray of Light”