"Mamma, mamma!" Timmy cried as he zoomed into the bedroom. He froze for a moment, looking at his mother on the bed, hoping she wasn't as dead as she looked, heading over to her. "Mamma?"
"Hey," Enigma called softly, smiling at her son. She was still pale, her eyes sunken slightly from stress, the dark circles standing out. She reached out for Timmy, wincing as the action pulled on her IV, her hand falling.
"Mamma, I brought you a firefly!" He released Tink, waiting for his mother's reaction.
Enigma blinked, watching the glowing speck, before it slowly revealed itself to be a woman. "T..tinkerbell?" she asked, trying to sit up.