Leslie Martinez

"A woman who also had an accident with your family. The car hit you and was dragged to the side of the road. Her body was not seriously damaged, but her head was hit, which caused bleeding in the brain"

"...Then I'm sure you can guess what would have happened," Wilson interjected, letting go of the handles of your wheel chair and stepping out from behind.

Though Percy had done his best to explain, you knew next to nothing about medicine and were having a hard time following what was being said (your current mental state not helping much either). "I...I don't understand," you told them, hoping for further explanation.

"She had a brain aneurysm, Jonathan, which is essentially when part of the brain swells up and then bursts, resulting in this case, in ****," Percy then told you. Laying it all out in as simple as terms as he could manage. "Which means that though the patient died, her body was in perfect working order, needing only a new, healthy living brain to survive, which your mother had."

"But who is she now? Who was the woman?"

"Well... Her full name was Leslie Martinez ," Wilson said. "She was forty-six years which means three years younger than your mother. She was married for three times but have since divorced and she and her first ex-husband share joint custody of her son, Marcus" as far as we've been able to tell, she was still single. She lived in a small two bedroom apartment in Park Heights"

"So... What... What happens now?" you asked. "What happens to her... to her... ?" Still cringing at the mere idea.

"That's, uh... That's the other thing we had to tell you I'm afraid." Dr. Percy looking rather uncomfortable again as he nervously stated, "Due to the, uhm... experimental nature of the procedure, and the fact that it wasn't strictly 'legal', both Dr. Wilsom and I feel that it's in everyone's best interest if this procedure remain a secret. That we all pretend like none of it even happened. That it was Susan who died, not Miss. Martinez.

"Wah-what?" you yelped. "You... You can't be serious!? You actually wanna pretend like she's dead?"

He was serious however. Deadly. Explaining to you then that it would only be in public, and that yours would still know the truth. "It's just that if word of this gets out then life could become very difficult. For your mom, for you and her son . The media will be all over it. None of you will get a moments piece. Not to mention the legal ramifications of transplanting a brain into someone else's body... Who knows what will happen."

As soon as you had entered, your eyes were pulled like a magnet towards the bed, where lying there, with her eyes closed, peacefully sleeping, was a woman that you in no way recognized as your mother. For starters, her face was all wrong. The structure, the position and shape of her features .Her hair, instead of being shoulder length and blonde in color, was instead dark brown and long, very long, wavy hair that disappearing beneath her shoulders and all the way down into the covers. her skin is brownish typical of latin women and although the bed covers and the light green hospital gown she was currently clothed in disguised most of her body from view, you could tell that her overall proportions were much, much different. She was obviously much curvier, as well as slightly taller than your mother had been.Her chest that was originally about the size of a B cup (maybe) is now about three times bigger. Her lips that were once thin were now fuller and fuller. a very beautiful woman even at her age. You feel like you've known her. Somewhere you have met with she. Trying to remember her but nothing, you often forget someone you've met. In the end you ignore it because it looks like you have the wrong idea.

"Does her family know. You know....she died right?" You have a little trouble explaining it. You feel sorry for them for losing that woman. With all this weirdness, at least your mom is still alive.

"Not yet, her son is one her only family. He also had the same accident "Dr. Percy opened one of his notes" Luckily he was okay, but due to the impact he was still in a coma. "

You want to ask if your mother will wake up immediately when she has a sudden headache. Your body swayed forward which was swiftly caught by the younger doctor. "are you okay?" You will answer just fine when you feel the liquid dripping from your nostrils. Looking down, a drop of blood fell on the floor. Then your gaze becomes heavy until everything goes dark. You could barely hear the two doctors calling your name