Mother tells all

Note : Jonathan only has his mother. Susan doe is a single mother

"I don't...I don't understand," you told her somewhat flustered, not entirely grasping what she was getting at and thinking the idea absolutely insane. "Why would you want people to think you're dead?"

"Because it will make thinks so much easier for everyone," she told you, explaining as calmly and as concisely as she could. "There are numerous legal and medical ramifications that we'd all have to deal with if word got out and people realized that I'm not really Leslie, but more importantly we'd have news cameras and reporters and everything else hounding us all day and all night, trying to catch a glimpse of this freak who's brain ended up inside another woman's body. It would be a complete and utter nightmare, and out lives would no longer be our own."

This was of course a fact that you hadn't even considered yet, little realizing the massive cultural impact the transplant would have. Thinking about it now though and hearing your mother explain, you realized that she was 100% right; you're entire lives would be turned upside down. You wouldn't be able to go to school, go to the mall or do anything without someone recognizing you as the son of the woman who's brain was inside another woman. It would be awful!

"Then what about her son. Does he know too?"

You feel sorry for him. His position is as bad as yours, or even worse. He had to pretend his mother was fine while someone took her role.

This time it was Dr. Wilson who answered "He will also sign the same paper. But he was **** until now so we will figure out later"

"You do understand, don't you sweetheart? I know it'll be difficult, pretending that I've died, but the alternative will be so much worse."

"I guess so..." you replied, not 100% convinced.

"Then you'll sign the papers and keep this a secret?"

"If it really is the only option, then of course I'll sign them," you agreed, genuinely wanting to do what was best for everyone.

"Then what next?" You wonder what his life will lead. You are technically alone in this world. You do not have relatives because both of your parents is an only child.

"It doesn't matter. You are still my son. You will be adopted by Leslie Martinez. Dr. Percy is willing to help arrange the legality papers."

"Isn't it a problem? Her family will accept? Me,I mean?"

This time the younger doctor spoke. "We've read Ms. Martinez's family history. Apart from her son, she doesn't have any other relatives. Only her ex-husbands is another relative. So we don't think it's a problem"

Your mom saw your disbelief with all this "its okay. Everything will be fine"

"I'll admit it is kind of weird," you told her, not wanting to seem blasé, but not wanting to reveal everything either."But I'm sure I'll get used to it. I'm sure we all will," you said, "Don't worry mom, I still know who you are."

This made her break into a big smile (and even with those bee stung lips, it was a beautiful smile). "Aw, thanks sweetheart," she said, reaching her arms out towards you and pulling you in close, "Here, come give your 'new' mom a hug."

Though it felt nice to be hugging your mother again, and although you had just told her that basically everything would be alright, you still couldn't help but notice the dramatic differences between the two woman; no longer feeling your mom's slightly plump, cushiony soft flesh, and smelling her distinctive, comforting scent, instead being more than aware of the two watermelon sized lumps pressing up against you, as well as a slightly exotic, musky aroma that even the strong disinfectant smell of the hospital couldn't get rid of.