DINING HALL FOR STAFF, afternoon<br/><br/>If there was a patient who was really close to Beth's heart then it was Billie. Of course, one would never call a man close to thirty 'Billie' only Bill, if wants to use a nickname but after all he went through he was definitely a Billie. That accident a year ago on the highway, when the successful business man's car met with a track stole away almost all of his intelligence and complex personality. Now he was as simple as a baby, also with all those needs and his only luck was Elisabeth Beauford who was a newcomer in the hospital in those days and she immediately felt a strange and strong sort of connection to this misfortunate being.<br/>This way, after the family simply refused to take care of him and there was no other way then a nursing home 'somewhere else', she moved every stone to appoint this institute as the supporting one and herself as Bill's person to arrange care for him.<br/><br/>And she did that so right. Every day she spent hours with her "boy", pushing him around, bathing and clothing him and yes -as the process made him calmed and more or less balanced, which was a true blessing-, she was lactating him each day for a while. But lately there was a tiny change - one she was prepared for... but one she needed professional help to treat properly.<br/>So now the duo, this kind and familiar sight was approaching to Adele Johson who was having her luch in the dining hall for staff.<br/>"Hi there" - Beth gave a soft time to her colleague, to her friend and carefully stopped and fixed Billie's wheelchair close to the empty seat she took.<br/>The patient they all knew so well was moaning and looking here and there randomly, just like usually. Wearing tracksuit, socks and a perfectly shaved face, just like usually. Reaching out for Beth's hand, just like usually. And of course, she took it willingly between her soft palms, making their boy smile and laugh, again. Many was wondering how she had the patience for all this. But for Elisabeth it was just natural and if only Billie was adoptable...<br/>But for now she had another task.<br/>"So how is lunch?" - the woman asked cheefully, still playing with the young man's hand like he was one of those brand new little people a few floors below.<br/>For her it was natural to treat Bill according to the condition of his mind, not his body, which was taking only quite spasmodic, awkward moves if he did. She already got used to this and hoped their presence here won't disturb other doctors and nurses. Beth insisted to take Billie out of his room every day and show him something else than those pastel walls. She wished to show him other, vivid humans, colours and noises and the wide scale of expressions on various faces - especially now that she felt so different, leaving the memory of antibaby pills behind. World began to expand for her even more.<br/><br/>