JACK'S POV

~~ Two Weeks Later ~~

I feel Lucky hurry out of the sheets, waking me from my dream.

I hear her scurry to the bathroom, lift the lid on the toilet.

I hurry myself out of bed and run in just in time to hold her hair away from her face. I pull all of her hair to her back and lean against her back.

This is gonna be really hard on her, a little more than I thought.

I watch her lean down and lay her head on the chilled porcine (I DIDNT SPELL IT RIGHT BUT ITS THE STUFF THE TOILET IS MADE OFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!! ~ M), trying to hold herself up.

I pull her back into me and dig for a rag in the drawer, wiping her mouth and running it over her forehead.

I haul her into my arms and lay her back in bed, letting her crawl onto my chest, relaxing just the smallest bit.

I feel bad; I'm the one that did this to her.

I'm gonna need a 7 Nation Army to take care of her.

Once she's asleep, I wrap her around me and go into the kitchen. I grab my phone and call Mark, Ki, Jake, Donnie and Alex. They can all help.