momentarily felt like his mind was playing a trick on him. Adriana was one of the civilians rescued in the raid and with her was a little boy clinging to her side. The medics rush in to try to help Adriana, but the young boy refuses to leave her side, so they only take her vitals. “My name is Kieron, but everybody calls me Davis.” The young boy doesn’t say anything but squints his eyes, causing Davis to think that perhaps he heard his name before. “I’m not going to hurt you or her” Davis says looking over at Adriana, “I met her a long time ago and she saved my life.” Davis continues with the questions and asks, “Can I come closer?” and the young boy nods his head seeming unsure whether to trust him or not, eyes never leaving his sight. “What’s your name?” Davis asks, but still, he gets no answer. Still trying to get any information he asks, “Are you ten or about to turn ten soon?” The boy’s eyes shot wide open and that gave him the answer he needed. After a few minutes, Adriana is conscious and becomes frantic when she doesn’t see the little boy but relaxes when she sees that he has not moved. Adriana looks up and notices Davis examining her, looking her body up and down. “Davis,” she says, as pain flashes through her eyes. Davis’s heart begins to break as he imagines everything that she must have been through, alone, besides the little boy.>