He smiled at his daughter and left the room, going upstairs and to the bow...or was it the stern?...he always jumbled those terms. Once there, he went inside the small cabin that held the instruments and the wheel and gave the order to return. Alexander picked up the radio and mostly ignoring protocol, he described the situation and asked for medical assistence for when they reached port.<br/><br/>He left the yacht to one of the attendants and went back to Bella's room, just as the low roar of the engines was heard and with a subtle lurch, they began moving. He pulled a chair and sat beside her bed. "How is it?" he asked concerned, he knew it should be quite painful for her.