Romano I have no idea where I am or how long I have been here; all I know is that I love the peace and quiet around me. A part of me wants to stay here forever, to forget about something I can't seem to remember. The other part of me wants to get out of here and remember what I apparently forgot. Sometimes I am more aware of my surroundings than other times, and it is in those moments I feel the strong need to open my eyes, but for some reason my body and mind are not on the same page. Sometimes when I am more aware of my surroundings I feel something next to me, sometimes on both sides. Besides the peace and quiet I enjoy here, I also enjoy the soft, gentle voice I hear from time to time. I can't make out what the voice is telling me, but just listening to it makes me want to open my eyes. The male voices I hear every now and then don't upset me or my other half, and for some reason I know that those two voices belong to someone I know. I feel a bit sad every time when I don't sense anything around me, but it never lasts long. I know that whoever is with me from time to time will eventually return to my side, talking to me about whatever it is they need to tell me. This time it is just the soft, gentle voice that I hear, and I feel the need to open my eyes even more. I try to concentrate on what the voice is saying, but I can't pull myself out of this darkness I am in. Just before I get engulfed by the darkness, I feel someone placing a kiss on my face, and I want to hold on to the feeling it gives me—a feeling of belonging, a feeling of home. The next time the darkness retreats a little, I hear the two male voices; they sound very happy and excited. Somehow that doesn't make sense to me; I feel as if they should sound sad or angry, and I try to figure out why I feel this way. I drift in and out of the darkness, and sometimes I can feel that I am not alone, but whoever it is doesn't speak to me.Again the darkness retreats, and I realize it has been a while since I heard any voices. Did they give up on me? Did they decide it wasn't worth their time anymore? As those questions run through my mind, I hear an unfamiliar voice speak, and my other half is roaring menacingly in my head; neither one of us liking another male near the soft, gentle voice. I sigh in relief as I hear the soft, gentle voice again, and I can tell whoever was there has left. My heart skips a beat when I feel lips on my face again, and I try really hard to open my eyes. I finally give up when I sense that I am alone again, and I surrender myself to the darkness once more. Josy Every day it is the same routine; I wake up between Ivan and Malik, and as Malik is getting dressed I cuddle with Ivan a few more minutes. We eat breakfast in Romano's room, and they tell him what they will be doing in school. I just sit there and listen to them talking, commenting if it is necessary, and then we say our goodbyes to him. Another week has passed, and Ivan's birthday is getting closer. When Conan had asked him what he wanted for his birthday, his answer had brought tears to my eyes. "For Uncle Mano to wake up," had been his reply to Conan's question, and that night I had to explain to Ivan that it was impossible to determine when he would wake up; I even told him there was a chance that Romano would never wake up again. He had thrown himself on his Uncle's chest, screaming at him to wake up, and instead of pulling him away I allowed him some time to vent his anger. I have been talking with Ivan and Malik about Romano's condition every day, and both of them understand that his situation is unique, that there are no definitive answers to their questions. Every night after I put them in their bed, I sit down next to Romano and I tell him about my day, about how they are doing in school. Every night I ask him to wake up for the sake of Ivan and Malik, and every night I kiss him on his forehead before I turn in for the night. I can't give up hope; I need him to wake up for the boys. Today there is no school for the boys; they have the day off because today at midnight the Days of the Full Moon start. This year we will have a party to start the Days of the Full Moon, and everyone is helping to set it up in the hidden territory. Ivan and Malik volunteered to help with the decorations. "Alice, can I ask you something?" I ask as I walk into her office; she looks up at me as I sit down. "Is it possible for someone to find their fated Mate if they are unconscious or vice versa?" I ask. "I mean, if Romano's Mate is here and he or she finds him, will he be able to tell when he wakes up?" Alice looks at me for a moment. "I don't know, Josy. As a Doctor I would say probably not, but as a Wolf I would say definitely. I don't know if someone has to be conscious or not, but I do know that you don't have to be awake. I am not sure if that helps at all," she answers with a smile on her face.