Hope started to stir awake when he heard Alex's voice after being shook a little. Hope rubbed his eyes slightly and had a klutzy moment and tugged a little on the iv tube essentially yanking the needle into his arm. "Ow ow ow ow!" Hope screamed out as he remembered where he was. Not in Alex's penthouse but in the hospital and the fogginess made it all familiar. Hope was slightly nervous when he clicked that he was going to have to go for some tests. "You won't be able to come will you?" He asked in a shaky scared tone. But it was an answer he didn't need to know.<br/><br/>Because before Alex could reply the doctor and two nurses came in with a stretcher. Hope was lifted up slightly by the doctor and the two nurses and placed on the cushioned stretcher. One of the nurses grabbed his iv stand with the bag dangling from the top. Dr. Grey looked back at his nurses and said in a firm tone "Take Hope to his prep room, I will be there momentarily." Hope looked up at Alex and held out his hand a little and whispered out his name. He was taken to a room with a large machine in the middle of the room.<br/><br/>Back at the room Dr. Grey looked at Alex and sighed "I know he looked familiar. Besides the time you brought him in. Alex his mother died at this hospital. I couldn't figure out her problem. I knew it was potentially hereditary, but I couldn't. She too was on the street for awhile. Her being much older it made her weaker in the long run. From what I see with Hope, he doesn't have the symptoms but we need to make sure we get him healthy so he doesn't ever contract it." He had a medical folder and from it he grabbed a hand written letter, it was from Hope's mother. "We didn't know what to do with it, but now it seems fitting you should have it." Dr. Grey handed it over its writting a little shaky seeing it was a letter from her deathbed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">' Dear who ever it concerns,<br/>Hope Maddox, my sweet darling son is the light to my darkness. I am leaving him now as it would seem I have screwed things up entirely. Perhaps in life you only get so many chances before you are just taken care of. I understand that we come from the streets, no one would bat their eyes at us a second time. We are the rabble that the world spits on. But if there ever comes a time where someone comes a long and sees what I see in Hope this letter is for you. I wanted to tell you about the recent upbringing of him that I have had desperately trying to get him away from but it seems I have failed. There is a man named Rexus Anderson. Hope won't ever mention him but if he does it would be as 'the vile man'. The only job I could seem and find was a waitress, which started off good but living off of tips only goes a long way. He was our landlord. And when the rent started getting later and later, he asked for my body instead of money. Which at the time seemed alright but it soon turned darker. He used drugs on me for me to be his little rag doll. Hope tried stopping him but he threatened him the same way. One night I was working late and I didn't know that Rex was coming over. When I finally gotten home he was gone but instead of waiting for my body he used Hope's. I felt like a failure. I let harm come towards my angel, my Hope. He was only eleven. Rex was drunk on top of any other high he had been tampering with so I figured I could call him over and offer a second round just so I could confront him on what he did. Which I thought was the right thing but it is what landed us on the street. He kicked us out and little did I know he also owned the diner I worked out. We have been on the streets for what it seems like forever and as I lay here dying I hope for so much more. That I know my baby will be taken care of. But I know he will, there is that special someone out there for him. After all I have Hope.<br/><br/>Signed,<br/>Helen Maddox'</span><br/><br/>Dr. Grey nodded as he watched Alex read it and cleared his throat "I will be going to take good care of Hope. Stay here and I shall bring him right back to you Mr. Remington."