Serena nodded and was starting her sewing and repair work as John grunted in pain. “I’m sorry John I don’t have anything to knock you out safely…Chas did he ever hit his head?”

Drake sat up a bit and stared at her. “John…wait, mom is fixing him up? Like opened him up?” Trish tilted her head and Drake said “Fia…your father in the future has scars like that…”