PATIENT ROOM 87, evening<br/><br/>While he adjusted himself to spend time with them more comfortably their Big Boy returned to the milk he liked so much and with noisy gulps he tried to get as much of it as he could, like a hungry little foundling who had not eaten for weeks. Beth had to smile seeing such eagerness and knew his urge was not because of the absence of proper feeding in the hospital but because of his efforts to connect, to<em>belong</em>to somebody  - in return she gently caressed the hair on his temple.<br/><em>'So strange. Maybe in years he's gonna going white...'</em><br/>As Raiga was holding the same patient's hand fingers were opening and closing around the edge of his palm accompanying the firm moves of his lips, embracing the nipple... Elisabeth wasn't sure to believe her love's promise but about the dinner in a restaurant -not at home, not in the on-call room, not in Billie's room- he was juuuuust right! What else would they need for a successfull baby try, hey?<br/><br/>"Sounds fantastic, sweetheart!" - blue eyes were glittering, pretty cheeks shining up.<br/>She was already excited but didn't raise her voice, not to disturb this intimate scene. It was such a rare gift - having Raiga on her side while lactating their dear protegé.<br/>After their ritual ended came the hardest part: leaving him alone for the night. The woman practicedly lifted and lay Billie on the bed herself then began to tuck him under the cover carefully, all her worries in her moves...<br/>"I hate leaving him here..." - she whispered, though there were only weeks left from the one year they had to wait until the adoption.<br/>Doctor Beauford's name was the only one on the list of applicants but for them it was just perfect this way.<br/>She leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on the forehead which now was wrinkling in stress for they were about to leave. The louder moan was also for that. With an aching heart she fixed his wrinkles to the bedframe -<em>that was the rule</em>.<br/>"I'm sorry sweetest, I'm so so sorry.. Promise you this will stop when we'll take you out of here, okay?..."<br/>