Ezra woke up in a daze and feeling like a bus just hit him. He couldn't remember where he was or why he had an IV in his arm. Color was still drained from his face but he couldn't taste blood in his mouth anymore. He looked around and tried to sit up only to have a gentle hand push him back down. He looked up to see a women dressed in nurse attire. Her gray hair was pulled into a tight bun and she was looking at him with disapproving eyes.

"Don't move. You've just had surgery. You risk pulling a stitch, dear. I have them grabbing your cousin Kiva now," the women said.

Ezra looked at her a bit confused. He didn't have a cousin in town, and none of his cousin were named Kiva. He was about to protest when she put a finger to his lips and shook her head.

"Don't protest. Just wait until she comes into the room," the women warned him motioning towards the door where one of the getsapo was placed. He sucked in a sharp breath and pain shot through him. He flinched a bit which caused the nurse to chuckle. "Jeremiah said you were funny."

His ears perked up at the name of Jeremiah, "You know him?" was all he could get out.

"He's your uncle and Kiva is your cousin. They are father and daughter. They should be in here shortly," the women said checking his blood pressure. "You've been out for a couple hours now. We were waiting for you to show signs of life before we called them in. You were bleeding internally. I honestly didn't think they'd be able to save you, but it seems you've got a guardian angel, Mr. Ezra Baer."

Ezra gave a light laugh and closed his eyes a bit. He still felt groggy, but the pain from earlier had began to dim. He knew it was the medication making him feel like this, but didn't bother protesting. After a couple minutes the door opened and Ezra let his head fall lazily to the side. Jeremiah walked in first and then Marta followed.

"Ma..Marta" he whispered in a voice he wasn't sure anyone else heard.

Jeremiah hushed him quickly, "Don't say that name boy or you'll get her killed," he said shutting the door so the three of them could have a little privacy.