"Sarah!? Sarah!?" Chuck shouted, running though the house. "Sarah?! Are you okay!?" Chuck continued shouting as he flew up the stairs and toward the loud sound.

Based on the sound he heard, Chuck guessed that Sarah had bumped into the small table in the bedroom, on which sit several vases of flowers. Falling down and taking the table with her causing all the glass to shatter on the hardwood floor.

Chuck rushed through the doorway to the bedroom and saw Sarah, who was visibly shaken, on the floor surrounded by a large quantity of glass, water and flowers. The table luckily, had fallen away from her.

Sarah had pulled herself up onto her hands and was now attempting to crawl away from the area where she had fallen, and all the glass.

"Sarah! Don't move!" Hearing the desperation in his voice Sarah did as she was told and stopped moving. "I'm gonna go get the broom and dustpan and clean this up. Just stay still. Promise me that you won't move."

"I promise."

A couple minutes later Chuck, had returned with the broom and dustpan and began cleaning up the mess. After, first picking up all the flowers, Chuck started sweeping up all the shards of glass. Making sure he got every last bit of glass, Chuck also vacuumed the area, after he finished sweeping. Sarah did as promised and sat very still while Chuck cleaned the mess.

Once he was certain every last piece of glass, had been cleaned up, he carefully picked Sarah up and carried her over to the bed, gently setting her down.

She had small cuts and scrapes all over her legs and a few on her arms. Chuck, headed into the bathroom to get a wet cloth and the first aid kit, to clean her up.

As he was tending to her injuries, Chuck began to reprimand her, "Why did you get out of bed, Sarah!? What were you thinking!? You know the doctor gave you strict orders to stay in bed for the next three days and here it is not even six hours later and you're already disregarding the doctor's orders!? You almost died last week! You were in a coma! You just got out of the hospital a few hours ago. You haven't recovered enough to be stable on your feet yet."

Chuck's tone softened as he began to speak more gently. "Combine that along with your blindness and you really shouldn't be leaving this bed. I'm here and I'll get you anything you want or need. Do anything for you. While you were in the hospital, I promised you that I'd be there for you, that I'd take care of you and I meant it."

"I'm sorry, Chuck. You're always there for there for me and I need to trust you to be able to take care of me, while I'm recovering," Sarah responded crying.

Chuck, learned forward kissing Sarah's forehead. "I'm sorry that I got so upset. It's just, when I heard you fall and heard all that glass shattering, I was so worried. Then seeing you on the floor like that, all cut up really scared me."

Chuck pulled Sarah close, her back against his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around her while she rested her head on his shoulder and cried.