**Awakening**

As I slowly opened my eyes, the haze of my coma began to lift, and I was met with a warm, golden light that seemed to envelop me in its gentle glow. I blinked several times, trying to clear the fog from my vision, and that's when I saw him - Hange, my beloved boyfriend, sitting beside me, his eyes fixed intently on mine. His face was a map of worry and concern, but as our eyes met, a soft smile spread across his features, and he reached out to gently stroke my cheek. I tried to speak, but my voice was hoarse and barely audible. Hange quickly handed me a cup of water, and I took a sip, feeling the cool liquid soothe my parched throat. As I drank, I became aware of the soft, soothing music playing in the background, and the gentle hum of the hospital machines beeping around me. The sounds were familiar, yet distant, like I was hearing them for the first time. Hange's hand never left mine as he spoke softly, "Welcome back, my love. I've missed you." His voice was like a balm to my soul, calming my racing heart and soothing my frazzled nerves. I tried to respond, but my body felt heavy, like I was sinking into the bed. As I looked around, I took in my surroundings. I was in a hospital room, but it wasn't the sterile, impersonal space I had expected. The room was filled with flowers, and the walls were adorned with vibrant artwork. It was a space that felt warm and inviting, like a home. Hange noticed my gaze wandering and followed it to the various decorations. "I wanted to create a space that would make you feel comfortable and loved," he explained, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're going to need all the love and care you can get during your recovery." I tried to process everything, but my mind was foggy. I remembered fragments of my past, the pain and the trauma, but Hange's presence was like a anchor, holding me grounded. As I lay there, I became aware of a strange sensation in my lower abdomen. It was a gentle pressure, like a subtle stretching, and it was accompanied by a sense of...life. I looked at Hange, and he smiled, his eyes shining with excitement. "The eggs," he whispered, his voice full of wonder. "Our dragon eggs are growing, and they're almost ready to hatch." I felt a surge of emotions, a mix of excitement and trepidation, but Hange's hand was there to calm me, to reassure me that everything would be okay. As I drifted off into a light sleep, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. I was safe, I was loved, and I was not alone. Hange was by my side, and together, we would face whatever lay ahead. When I woke up again, Hange was holding a small, sleek device in his hand. "What's that?" I asked, my voice a little stronger now. "It's a holographic display," he explained, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I wanted to show you something." He activated the device, and a holographic image appeared before us. It was an ultrasound image, and it showed multiple dragon eggs, each one pulsing with life. I gasped, feeling a surge of wonder and excitement. Hange's hand was there to support me, to guide me through this new reality. As I gazed at the image, I felt a sense of awe and gratitude. I had never imagined that I would be a mother, especially not to multiple dragon eggs. But as I looked at Hange, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be. I was home, and I was loved.