Schaffe awakens in his bed instinct and grabs Jay's neck with his hands with murderous intent which surprises Jay.
"I will kill you!" yelled Schaffe. He would release what he doing and let us go of him.
"Sir, are you, okay?" asked Jay.
"Sorry, Jay," said Schaffe.
"It is alright. I am a cyborg so it will not hurt me. It must be a bad nightmare," said Jay.
"Yes, one, I will never forget," said Schaffe relaxing back down.
"Oh, it was that dream," said Jay understanding what dream it was.
"How long was I out?" asked Schaffe.
"A week, with Victoria and Alice it was nothing but it took its toll on you and here we are," said Jay.
"I see. thanks," said Schaffe.
"I will be off to get a meal ready for you to gain more strength, sir," said Jay, He left the room.
"Mother," said Schaffe.
Later that day, Schaffe was in a white dress shirt and black pants and shoes looking at a bookshelf empty with a sheet over it as he knew what was behind it. Jonathan walks to him as he sees him staring at it.
"I see you live once more," said Jonathan.
"Yeah," said Schaffe, not letting his gaze leave the bookshelf.
"Is there something wrong?" asked Jonathan as he knew Schaffe was not his normal self.
"I had a nightmare when I was out it was the night my mother was murdered in front of me when I was a child," said Schaffe.
"Ah, yes, I heard something from Victoria about it," said Jonathan.
"It's something we have in common I guess," said Schaffe.
"In a way, yes," said Jonathan. "So, is this where?"
"Yes, behind this is the room," said Schaffe. "I barely remember that night, only the eyes of the man who took my mother away from me."
"Do you want revenge?" asked Jonathan.
"I don't even know if that bastard is even still alive, it just brings it back is all," said Schaffe. "I even gave my sister away to a man far away from England the only family I have left."
"Another thing we have in common," said Jonathan.
"Excuse me?" asked Schaffe.
"You gave her away to protect her, to keep her away," said Jonathan. "You afraid that someone will take her away just like your mother."
"You read me like a book," said Schaffe with a smile.
"That's why I can trust you more than most and that's because we understand each other," said Jonathan. "Better than anyone ever could." Jonathan leaves him. Schaffe looks at the bookcase and places his hand on it as if he was about to enter the room. he has never been in there since that night. Schaffe lets go and does not move it and walks away from the bookcase in the hallway.
"I won't let that happen to me again," said Schaffe. He goes and continues to rest before he goes out and gets the last statue to make sure it does not fall into the wrong hands.