TK apologized for what happened that day, and we decided not to talk about it. He was worked up and worried, and I was high on painkillers, so we put that day behind us. He promised to let me off the hook, and told me that he will always support my decision, whatever it may be, forever.

It's been two weeks since I've walked on my own two legs. Whenever I needed to use the bathroom, either TK, if he was there, or Lucy, my really strong, really nice nurse, would carry me and set me on the toilet. Honestly, it was weird when TK did it. Luckily, he had extra shifts this month, so he wasn't there most of the time. But, when he was, TK would not let Lucy touch me at all.

Shockingly, Blake visited me quite often, always bringing Lindt Truffles, Ferrero Rochers, and my favorite flowers, Pink Camellias.

Nick, James, and Nia came to visit almost every day after school. They kept me company for the most part.

When they weren't there, it was just Lucy and me. Lucy is nice. She listens to everything I say, and is very patient with my pickiness in food. She even goes out to bring me something, because hospital food sucks.

I get out today. I can finally go home after being in the hospital for two weeks. The doctors said that the cut I got on my leg is practically healed. It will leave a scar, but that's pretty much it. My bones, however, are still mending. Apparently, the way it broke, it is gonna take about two more months. I had a fit when I found out that I had to be off-duty for two more months.

I'm happy to be getting out of the hospital, but I'm really going to miss Lucy though.

Dr. Johnson walks in with TK, Dad, and Carlos.

"Lia!" Dr. Johnson says. "You must be excited to be leaving."

I just smile at her.

"Okay. I told TK, Carlos, and your father what to do. They have all the instructions." she continues. "You will have to take your painkillers and a couple other medicines until you completely heal. You should be getting up and moving so that your leg doesn't fall asleep. But, don't overuse your right leg please. A little movement will help it heal, but too much will hurt it even more." I nod. "Okay, now, let's get you on your feet." she says.

I sit up. That's the most I've been able to do for the past three weeks since the accident, and I haven't stood on my own legs. I get to walk...or, rather hop(on crutches and a cast) from today.

Carlos and TK walk over to me. I hold their hands as Dad helps me move my legs to the floor.

"Go slow." Dr. Johnson says.

I slowly lower my left leg onto the floor. The marble is cold.

"You got this." TK says assuringly.

I slowly put pressure onto my left foot. It hurts a little from not using it for so long, but I push past it. I slowly stand, but lose my balance, falling onto TK, who catches me.

"Woah." he says.

"I'm okay, I'm okay," I assure him.

Pushing myself off of him, I clutch his and Carlos's hand in each of my own. They hand me the crutches. I put the crutch pad under my armpits, and clutch the grips. Taking a deep breath, I take a hop forward. TK and Carlos stand ready at my sides, prepared to catch me in case I fall. I make it to the door, and Dad opens it for me. The hospital staff is outside, Lucy in the front.

"Happy Discharge!" they all yell. Confetti rains down on me, TK, and Carlos.

"I'm going to miss you so much!" Lucy says to me, giving me a hug.

"Me too." I tell her, returning the hug with one hand as TK holds my crutch.

We make it to the front of the hospital, the staff following us. James is ready at the front with Carlos' car.

TK opens the door for me. Before getting in, I turn around to look at everyone, and wave.

****

It's been four weeks, and they let me out of the hospital a week ago. I've been staying at home ever since. Dad has been fussing over me, and honestly, I'm tired of it. I have to get out of the house. I pick up my phone and call TK.

"Hey Lia." he greets me.

"Ty, can you please pick me up?" I ask.

"Lia, I'm at work." he says.

"I know, but please. I can't stay here for another minute." I tell him. "Dad is making minestrone soup again, and it's terrible." I add quietly.

TK chuckles.

"I know how you feel," he says. "When I got shot, Dad made me drink his soup every day."

"Yeah, so please, come save me." I beg.

"No one's home."

"I'll stay at the firehouse."

"Lia, I can't keep an eye on you if I'm out on a call."

"You don't need to. I'll just stay in the lounge and watch tv."

"How about when you need food?" he asks.

"I can order my own food."

"Bathroom?"

"I can use the bathroom on my own."

"What if you fall and can't get up?"

"I'll call Charlie!" I exclaim. "Just, please, I can't stay in this house for a moment longer." I say.

"Fine, I'll have someone pick you up."

"Thank you, Ty." I say. "Love you."

"Love you too."
I put my phone back on my nightstand. Yes!

****

About twenty minutes later, the bell rings.

"I got it." I shout to dad.

I hop over to the door on my crutches and open it to find Blake standing there.

"Ready to go?" he asks.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Cap told me to pick you up."

"Ughh." I groan, turning around. "Come in." I say. "And close the door behind you, dumbass."

Blake follows me to the kitchen, where Dad's cooking minestrone soup.

"Hey pumpkin, who's at the door?" he asks.

"Blake." I say.

"Oh, hey Blake." Dad greets him as he walks in.

"Hi Robert."

"What brings you here?"

"Cap told me to pick Lia up and bring her to the station."

"Why?"

He opens his mouth to say something, but I intervene.

"Dad, I'm really bored staying in the house all day. I need a change in scenery. TK said I can stay at the firehouse." I tell him.

"Oh."

"Yeah, is it okay?" I ask.

He looks at me.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah. You can go, just be careful." he says.

I nod.

"Thanks Dad." I say. He walks over, hugs me, and kisses my forehead.

"Don't do anything stupid or dangerous." he says.

I smile. "I won't." I promise him.

"Good. I love you pumpkin."

"Love you too, Dad." I say.

"Do you have your medicine?" Dad asks as I grab my purse.

"Yup."

"Good."

I turn to Blake.

"Let's go." I say.

He nods before turning to Dad. "Bye Robert."

"Bye."

I hop to the front door, open it, and hop all the way to Blake's car in the driveway.

****

We come to a stop in front of the firehouse. I get out and slowly stand on my left leg. I breathe in the air. Ah! This feels more like home.

I hop into the lounge to be met with the entire house.

"Hey guys." I say.

TK walks up to me.

"Morning." he says, hugging me.

"Good morning, big brother." I say, smiling.

"Someone's happy today." Cap says, walking up to me.

"Morning, Cap."

"How are you feeling, Lia." Cap asks.

"Great, now that I'm out of the house." I laugh.

"Yeah, well, I'll feel even better knowing that someone is watching over you when I'm not around." TK says.

"What?" I ask, looking at him.

"You don't think I'm gonna leave you alone, are you?" he asks.

"Oh, come on, Ty." I groan.

"No, that's not gonna work on me anymore." he says.

"I don't need a babysitter."

"You promised to listen to everything I tell you to do."

I groan. "Fine. Can I atleast choose who stays with me?" I ask.

"I already cho-"

The alarms go off just then.

"Okay, let's go." Captain Wells says.

"Get the ambulance ready." TK says to Tara, who nods and runs off. TK turns to me. "You're staying with Blake."

I stare at him. I think I heard him incorrectly over the blaring alarms.

"TK-"

"No," TK says, turning to Blake. "Keep her safe."

"Yes Cap."

"Good." TK turns back to me. Giving me a quick hug and a kiss on the forehead, he runs off to join Tara.

Oh shit!

Hey!!! So, as promised, I reached 55 reads, so I am posting this chapter before Wednesday. I will still post a chapter on Wednesday, so it's going to be a double chapter this week. Yayyyyy!

So, what do you think is going to happen if Blake is gonna stay with Lia at the Fire Station while the others go out on calls? Let me know in the comments! (Murder? IDKKKKKK)