Without hesitation, or not fully understanding why, Hawking gently pulled Sherry into his arms.

"It's ok." he spoke softly, "I wasn't aware you were sick. Here, I can take back home to rest. There's a bed where you can lie down."

He then gently helped lead her towards an old cabin that sat in the middle of the woods. It was an old worn building that clearly needed a fresh coat of paint and some basic repairs, but it would suffice as shelter from the elements. Hawking then opened the door and led her inside still not quite knowing what drew him to treat this person he just met with such compassion. She was Golgotha, sure. But, Father never told him or his brothers there were others like him out there. He thought they were the only ones. Did Father lie to him?