Chase accepts the piece of paper, looking at what was written down on it. Her address and her number. He smiles, and puts the piece of paper in his pocket. Then, playfully, he snatches her pencil, and jots down his address and home number, as well as his cell number on her notebook before she put it away. He grins, and then looks up, a black and silver SUV driving up. "There's my mom!" He says, grinning widely. "Don't worry, she's really nice." He waits for her to park, then waves for her to come over to them. The door opens, and a pretty woman steps out. She was thin, and had long, straight blonde hair, it was a little lighter than Chase's. She had bright blue eyes, and very nice skin. She was wearing a button up light blue shirt, and a knee length skirt, and high heels.<br/><br/>"Hello there Chase! I got a call from Nurse Diana, she told me you had another accident..." She smiles, looking even more beautiful when she did. She looks over at Wendy, and blinks. "Oh, who's this?" She asks, smiling at Wendy. "This is Wendy. Wendy, this is my mom. Oh, I offered her a ride home, is that okay?" Chase says, smiling again. "Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you Wendy. And yes, that's perfectly all right. Where do you live honey?" She presses a button on the keys she was holding, the door to the vehicle opening. The back opens as well, and she motions for Wendy to come with, as well as Chase. "Since we don't have straps so you can stay in the chair, I'm going to have to lift you out and set you in the front seat, is that all right?" If it was, she would help Wendy up into the passengers seat, and Chase puts her wheelchair in the back.<br/><br/>He gets into the back seat, and after getting into the drivers seat, they drive off. "Tell Wendy what it is your studying mom." Chase says suddenly, a huge grin on his face. "Hmm? Oh, I'm studying to find a way to permanently fix paralysis. Even though some have come up with ways to fix it already, sometimes it returns to how it was after the surgery. I'm trying to find a way to keep that from taking place. It's going slowly, but it's definitely going, that's for sure." She smiles, and after a while they reach Wendy's house. After unloading the wheelchair, Chase helps Wendy this time, and he "walks" her up to the front door. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow?" He asks, smiling. With a wave, he returns to the car, and they were off. After a bit longer, Chase and his mom get home.