“Well,” the doctor said, noticing that I was awake. “It looks like it was a success. The implantation, at least.”

It was a success, I knew it. But I kept quiet. There was no way that I could explain something like that, so I knew that we would just have to wait until everything became a little more scientifically clearer.

“So, can we go?” I asked, easier to get home.

I had done my part. Jacob would be doing his, now.

“We will ...