Tommy opened his eyes and looked up. He knew that voice. A faint smile touched his lips as he looked up at the face of his mother. "Mom..." It was strange calling her by that title. It may have been the first time he'd said it. But, it did feel good to see her, near death experiences will do that to you.
She looked great too, if a bit a tired. Tommy on the other hand, looked like a wreck. He had a cast on one of his arms. Bandages on his chest from the cracked ribs, and a big black eye. He was also a bit stiff from all the medication that they kept increasing. His powers were doing a good job of warding them off though. "I've been better." He replied with a soft little smile.