Winona had been right there by Jackson's side for the last five hours. Ares was across the room, the faint glow of his laptop screen illuminating a stack of business partnership materials for his current trip.

When Jackson finally stirred, he called out her name.

"Honey… you’re awake!" Winona breathed, her hand flying to his forehead. "Are you in any pain? How are you feeling?"

Hearing their voices, Ares stood up and approached Jackson’s bed.

“Dad, you’re here too…” the boy ...