Hope rolled over limply as Alex moved out of his way to make the phone calls, he instinctively grabbed the pillow and pressed it to himself. It was a childish act he had gotten used to, it had made him feel secure. Hope dreamed about his mother's last day alive, her saying that his light would bring him someone that could take care of him. Someone that was going to love him for him. Not use him like the vile landlord or the scum that walked on this earth. But his one true soul mate. And instantly his thoughts went to Alex. Hope had a smile on his face, which made him look highly pleasant and innocent.<br/><br/>No matter how many years had passed he never lost the peaceful innocent child look in his sleep. There was no way that Alex could ever disappoint him, because in Hope's eyes he was the person that his mother described. As Alex signed the papers Hope was placed in Alex's arms being lowered in a wheelchair which stirred him awake. But it wasn't fully awake and alert he was in a daze. "Mhmmm." He moaned out in a pleasing tone. When he was placed in the wheelchair he hung his head to the side slightly trying to keep awake but it was very hard for him too.<br/><br/>Alex helped him into the car and the second it closed he scooted over to lay his head in Alex's lap. "Thanks. For. Getting... Me. Out. Of. There." He whispered out in short distintive breaths. He was ready to go back home, to see what Alex meant by having his room already to go.