"Why?" Brent asked, curious."It was the best year of my life," she said unequivocally."I'm glad to hear that. I was pretty good for me too," he agreed..."I want it to be like this, but I want to be with you more," she admitted."I feel the same way, but I'm torn," Brent said."What do you mean?"Brent stopped and turned to Bonnie, wrapping his arms around her. "I love you, Bonnie. I want you to be happy. I know you're ... uncomfortable with our time apart. But ... I can't be selfish. You love your. When I went to look in the mirror, I told my parents that I needed to that alone. Gulping, I nervously took my first peak at my new self in the mirror, seeing the woman reflected back at me. She had long brown hair, the same shade as my Dad's and mine, but a bit softer and shinier. I was surprised to see that I looked like I was somewhere between my mid to late twenties. I'd gotten older. She... I, also now had green eyes. They were a bright clear green that I probably would have found. "I'm going to be here for three more weeks," Nolan told me. "Then I get to go home again. Maybe."I offered to wheel myself back to my floor but Maureen shrugged it off. "The nurses want to be alone with Nolan now," she said. "I know the drill. I knew when he needed to be back in the ward and what's up for him this morning and this afternoon. He's okay. He knows, too. He's accustomed to it. All of it." How long's he been here? In the hospital full-time?" This time --it isn't the first -- he's. He grinned across at her, and his brown eyes twinkled. "Perfect ... what would I do without you?"Iris couldn't help but smile back, it had been a busy week, hectic almost, but not once had he looked stressed, nor had he snapped at her, as he worked doggedly on to complete his projects."What are you doing now?" he asked almost lazily."Oh, I am just finishing the report for the Jacob's rebuild assignment – a quick summary and then it will be ready for you to look over and sign." Great, I'll make.