How many years had it been since the end of the Rosalia Virus? Three? Five? Yes, five seemed about right. Five years and now there was hardly a report about the deadly virus, eradicated from this world thanks to the help of six skillful doctors. Who, but there was only one who did not get to stay in the hospital that was known from the death of the Rosalia Virus; CR-S01 his number in the prison. The name given to him at birth unknown to all and himself even though he had regained memories of his past, most revolving around Albert Sartre and Rosalia Rossellini and Cumberland College.

With his new memories he now knew that he was innocent of the crime he was convicted of in a court of law just after waking up with no memories and bodies of the students and teachers everywhere. But that did not get him off the hook, the court now believe that he did have a role in the bioattack though they could yet to really prove it. Still, he had to live out the two hundred and fifty year sentence. That long year sentence had been reduce after helping many lives, it took five long years to get his sentence down to nothing and now CR-S01 was being released to the care of someone Detective Holden trusted; Dr. Gabriel Cunningham and Resurgam Hospital where he would work as a doctor, of course under watchful eyes of many but the workers there new the man well and knew that he was not the culprit of the incident and that he was all for saving lives.

Ian Holden trusted Gabriel for many reasons, one of them being that at the hospital five years back they had been the ones to most chat on the roof and of course Gabe stuck out in his mind on the day CR-S01 was to head back to his cell, or refrigerator and Gabriel nicknamed it. The detective declared it safe for the prisoner, no longer one now, safe to stay under the care of hi. Besides, Gabriel lived alone, not even a roommate to live with him. He had gotten his divorce settled about four years ago and since then had only seen Lisa and Joshua once before . So, it was perfect, and them spending most of their time at the hospital meant that they would be together for most of the time. Just was Holden wanted.

"Hey there, Kid," grinned the browned haired, almost a type of green, doctor as he stood out at the front of the prison where CR-S01 was being held. The sun was shinning bright in the sky as if trying to get attention on this cloudless day. There was a slight breeze running threw ruffling the hair of the two while the guards wore helmets or hats that kept their hair in the same spot. "Long time no see, how long has it been? Like, a month or so that I saw you working your skills at Resurgam?"

The pale surgeon, still in cuffs, nodded his head. "But you did not say 'hello' to me then. I take it you were busy," he said in the soft tone. Ah yes, lately he had been swamped with patients due to the changing weather, but now all was calm and there was the normal high schooler coming in complaining about sore vocal cords or women who come in and later find out they are pregnant.

"Please, if you would keep moving," said one of the armed guards. Both doctors understood and all four of them kept walking to the point where CR-S01 could be released from the cuffs. This was the spot Ian Holden would be waiting for them so he could speak with Gabriel about CR-S01, of course just going over about how he would be stopping in every month to take a report about things, mandatory due to the reason that he was in a prison and got out two hundred and forty five years early with the help of saving lives.

"Yea, yea; haven't you told me enough of this already? I swear, even ever you see me all you talk about," said Gabe lazily as he started another cigarette, his second since Ian started talking repeated what Gabriel could in his sleep. Keep him in your eyes all the time at home, know where he is all times if he is not in his eye sight, meaning one of the trusted nurses or doctors. Keep him on a balance food diet and do not let him leave the home other then to go to work, that was for the first few moth. And that was just the top of things! For both of them this was going to be a pain.

"Do not take things so lightly, Dr. Cunningham!" hissed the detective to the diagnostic doctor. Now standing at the car was only those three, and no one was bothering to pay attention to CR-S01 as the too bickered, Gabriel saying that he knew everything like the back of his hand and Ian pointing out that this was mandatory to do so. CR-S01 took the liberty to set himself in the passenger seat while they spoke, but he was in no rush, he did not feel like standing about when he had not a say in the bickering.

"Hey, wait. Where did the Kid go?" blinked the doctor as he looked about.

"There you go! Seem you lost him already!" said the detective. "You said you got things but you can't even keep an eye on him for five minutes," commented the man as his head also turned to look about for the crimson eyes man.

"No, no; I can keep an eye on him! You were just yapping in my ear. How can anyone keep an eye on him when there is your voice in their head?" And then they were at it again!

"Excuse me; but I am in the car," CR-S01's voice rang out to the other two men.

"See! He was in the car! Not even five feet away from me. And I can't keep an eye on him!" chuckled Gabe, with a smug look on his lips. Ha, he was in the car the whole time!

Ian was weary of Gabriel and thinking he could keep an eye on him, but he had to trust him, no the detective did trust him and he did trust CR-S01. For five long years he worked hard to save patients' lives even when he didn't know them, he had listened to the rules before and still did, and even when left alone he could be trusted. Still, they had to go threw this again and again to be safe, Ian Holden didn't want something like Cumberland to happen again. Not for a long time, not ever.

"Fine then, be on your way," said the detective as he stepped away from the car to let Gabriel get in and start the car.

"You know, you should stop by later, not on OFFICAL business or anything. Come around… Say one in the morning? I think we have time then," laughed Gabriel as he drove away with CR-S01 in the car looking out the window, pretending not to listen to Gabe's words to Ian.

It had been so long since CR-S01 had gotten to see the outside world, and even then it was just the view he got when he was released from the transporting vehicle that held him, and then he would be rushed inside and about a half hour after surgery rushed back to the vehicle and back to his cold cell. That was not much of seeing the outside world really, just small glimpses of it and then left to let his mind wonder about things in the cell. Now being outside of it he could see what the city really looked like without having to wonder about it.

Crimson eyes looked over everything he could as the drove pass parks where children play games with each other like tag or lava monster, what he saw where children running about laughing and smiling. Then they passed by the heart of the city, at least that was what CR-S01 thought it was. Many people ranging from teenagers to men and women in their older years were out and about shopping, going out to eat or lunch, or hanging out with friends. All laughing and smiling like the children he had seen before. The city was a busy place though, with traffic and the millions of people that wanted to cross the street and where running or walking about. The buildings themselves stood tall, weather they were business buildings or shopping centers, CR-S01 could barely tell, only by the numbers of how many went into a building and out of the building.

"How you like being out? You seem to be amazed," chuckled the other doctor in the car.

CR-S01 lifted his head and nodded in agreement. "It has been a while since I could see anything like this. Even with most of my memory returned to me I am still simply amazed at what was outside of my confinement cell,"

"But hold on," the other man said as they started to drive once again, "if you have your memory back then shouldn't you know your name by now?" Ah, an obvious question everyone wanted to know the answer to.

"Well… No, I have no memory of my own name. But CR-S01 works fine for me. You can say it has been my name since I awoke at…. At the university thirteen years ago," answered the burnet surgeon.

"What? No, I'm not calling you that, I'm sticking with Kid then,. Jezz, you can't have a number be your name," he muttered under his breath and he shook his head. CR-S01 again smiled at this. He could get use to being with Gabriel for how ever long he had to.

Gabriel nodded his head as he took the dying cigarette out of his mouth and into the ash tray before lighting another one. "Say Kid, I need to make a quick stop at the store to pick up food. Lately, I've haven't even had enough food to keep myself full," laughed the other as CR-S01 nodded and gave a smile. He was okay with a small stop besides as long as he was with Gabe he would be fine to be outside. "It is on the way home, so I'll drop you off. Go ahead, make yourself at home, just don't throw a party while I'm gone," grinned the diagnostician.

". . . Um.. . Yea, make myself at home," repeated the other doctor. Make himself at home? He was going to guess that Gabriel was trying to make him laugh but at this moment it wasn't working.

The rest of the ride to Gabriel's place was, as you put it, awkward. Of course Gabe asked questions to CR-S01 but his own answers were short and getting to the point of the answer for the question. Of course by this they both found out that it would take a while for him to be fully comfortable with making a long termed conversation and at this point, that was what CR-S01 was aiming for. Of course, other then working on his smiling technique, to him he didn't think he quite had it down yet. And now he had Gabriel and now patients to practice on and not Detective Holden.

It was about thirty minutes or so when Gabriel parked his car in a drive way, he still lived in the same house he lived in five years ago when he and Lisa got the divorce; she had moved on with her life and moved to another city with Joshua, and right now he had not a clue what she was doing, nor did he care anymore. The house was a two story home, the outside of the home a dark blue color. There was nothing fancy in the front, no white picket fence or garden, just plane bushes that lined the front of the house. "Here we are; home sweet home!" said Gabe already getting out of the car. CR-S01 followed his actions.

"You have… Have a lovely home, Dr. Cunningham," the pale surgeon commented as he followed the other to the front door where he unlocked the front door.

"Please, feel free to make yourself at home. Your room is up the stairs last one down the hallway, next to the bathroom," said Gabriel as he now let the brown haired male into his home.

And what to be expected from the diagnostician who kept a mostly messy office? A messy home as well. There were fast food boxes and plates with food or crumbs on it sitting on the coffee table and in the sink, bags of opened chips sat on the table as well as files of pass or current patients he was working on. On the couch and on the floor laid dirty clothes and a few white lab coats, sorts of shoes were also sprawled out on the floor. On the white walls where bookshelves; four on the side were the door was located and two across from them, each of them filled with books and books. At the end of the long line of bookshelves there was the television set, where the couch and coffee table were. The walls were bare other then one family picture above the television set. But the only thought that came to CR-S01's head was, how could anyone live like this? And to think, this was only the living room!

A laugh emitted from Gabe's lips as he saw CR-S01's expression to seeing his home. "Like I said kid, home sweet home, well to me actually at the moment…" the amber eyes looked off to the side as if he was remembering something, likely a time when the house had been filled with a wife and child and himself, before he became consumed with his work. "Anyhow, I gotta hit the store and get us some food. As you can likely guess we have the day off but tomorrow straight to the office," groaned Gabriel and before the crimson eyes surgeon could give him a little lecture he was out the door leaving CR-S01 to himself.

"Well..." the male breathed out as his eyes looked about the room. There was no way he could live like this. "He did say that I could make myself at home," And that was what he was planning to do. CR-S01 couldn't live in a mess, from what he remembered, most of his life things had been organized and he guessed he just picked up on it. Plus, being his personality a messy room just didn't click.

So, while Gabriel was out getting the sorts of food they would need, though CR-S01 didn't get it really since he took it that they would be more at the hospital then at his house. The surgeon started to clean the house not even bother to go and find the room Gabriel had been speaking about. "Dr. Cunningham really needs to pick up after himself," muttered CR-S01 as he was cleaning the coffee table after picking up the dirty clothes and putting them in the laundry that had taken him a while to find, and the shoes were by the front door, where they should be. Now it was just cleaning up the kitchen, coffee table and organizing the stacks of files Gabe had laid out on the table. In all it had taken about an hour to get done before he had heard the front door open where Gabe was coming in with bags of groceries.

"Wh-what! M-my house!" where the first words that came from the diagnostician.

CR-S01 poked his head out of the kitchen to look at Gabriel. "I cleaned it, Dr. Cunningham, after all you did say to make myself at home; I for one can not live in a messy home," he pointed out.

Gabriel just hung with his mouth opened as his amber eyes looked around the room. "B-But! Kid! You cleaned the whole place! I-I…!" for once Gabriel was lost for words, well at the moment, ugh, so many times he had been told by RONI that he needed to clean his office, but he lived in the messy office, he knew where everything was no matter what. And then this place all sparkly and clean…! It was almost as bad as when he came home to a clean house that his wife cleaned! "How could you even do this to me!" he looked at CR-S01 who wore a blank face.

"But Dr. Cunningham, you did say—"

Gabe waved his hands in the air, the bags falling to the floor. "Yea, yea, I know I said make yourself at him but… but did you have to clean my house? Don't you like, think you could have cleaned your own room or something? After all, this is my house and it was 'home sweet home' to but…!"

"So are you saying that it was bad for me to clean the house?"

"Well… In like… No, not really it is just…. Why clean it when it is going to get messed up again? Yea see, that is why I never bother to clean it," Yes, he was going to go with that!

"But Dr. Cunningham, it won't get messy again if you or I clean it often. I do understand that we won't be here a lot but I would like to think that we would live in a clean house hold," Gabriel groaned, this was just going to be a pain to deal with now!

"Wait, wait! Me, clean? Did you see the place when you came in? I don't clean, kid. Not my thing," Gabe pointed to himself with a disbelief look in his face.

"Yes, Dr. Cunningham, I understand that you don't clean, but it is healthier to live in a clean environment,"

A sigh came from Gabe's lips as he shook his head. "Yea, but doesn't mean we have to live in a clean one, not everyone has to live by what the doctors say,"

CR-S01 blinked at Gabriel. Was that to be a joke? "But, you are a doctor…."

"Wait, no, no! What I mean...!" he shook his head. "Ugh! Fine then, go ahead and clean the house, there is no winning for me! But…. Oh well, I'll live," he muttered like a child. "Just, since you cleaned, maybe you can help me out with the food. I'll be cooking us a meal," Not so sure how that would go over but yea.

"Thank you, Dr. Cunningham, for seeing things in a…. a cleaner way. I'll get the bags," said CR-S01 as he walked past Gabriel to the car to fetch some of the bags while Gabriel put away the bags he had dropped. All the while thinking about what he could make for dinner. Well, there was one thing he knew how to make, simple as well!

"Hope you don't mind having spaghetti!" grinned Gabe as the kid came back into the clean kitchen.

"No, I don't mind. I'll go get the rest now so you can prepare for dinner," he said in the monotone voice he spoke in normally. Spaghetti, something he hadn't had in a while, or more like six or seven, maybe even more, years.

"Ah yea…." He blinked after the kid for a moment with a questionable look on his face before he got started on the dinner for two.

"Bon appetit!" said Gabe with a smile as he finally set the sauce on the table, CR-S01 had set the table, saying it was the least he could do for the other doctor. Eh, the least he could do for Gabriel was put the room back to the messy state, but maybe, just maybe, Gabe could get use to living in a clean place? CR-S01 was happy about the clean place, so Gabe had to give him that after just getting out of prison. "Eat up now!"

The boy who sat across from Gabriel nodded his head and reached out for the noodles. The first real meal he would have that wasn't cold and had no taste like the food he was given in the prison. CR-S01 loaded his plate and so did Gabe, the look in the surgeon's eyes said he was hungry and that made Gabe chuckle, the crimson eyes man shot him a look before he took a bit of the spaghetti. CR-S01 took a bite and then another bite but didn't say anything to Gabe yet.

"What? Not as good as the prison food or something?" he asked him, a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Come on, I'm not that bad of a cook now! I bet it tastes pretty good when I try it," he muttered before the surgeon said something.

"No, this is much better then the food they gave me. It is just the fact that I can finally have a hot meal. So, thank you Dr. Cunningham, for the meal and taking me in," nodded CR-S01 as soon as he had swallowed the spaghetti. It was truly kind of the diagnostician to take him in, he didn't have to yet he did. CR-S01 didn't know how kind people still were in life since what happened at Cumberland College, in fact he didn't know how kind people would be to him since he had been tried and convicted of the crime, even though he was innocent. "I am really happy you could do this for me and that you, and the rest of the doctors, treat me likely any other doctor, like a friend, when I first came to Resurgam—"

"Hey, hey! This is a dinner, not a confess your thank me and everyone. That is like, it comes later in life. Besides, I didn't do much; it was getting lonely here anyhow. But thanks for saying the food is good, first meal cooked in a while!" he chuckled.

"But Dr. Cunningham—"

"And you know what?" Gabe cut in again, "I think you should stop with that whole 'Dr. Cunningham' thing; we're friends after all. So call me Gabe or Gabriel, like everyone else." It would make things not so… so awkward at the moment.

"Alright, Gabriel… And to let you know, I won't clean your room, so you can still live in a slightly messy environment,"

Gabriel just cracked up at that. "Ah, good to know my room is still messy,"