A/N: Updated version of this chapter. Thank you Fulcrum 1115 for the suggestions. Chapter 8 will be a little late since I'm stuck with it in some parts but don't worry, I'll update it as soon as I finish it!


Chapter 7

One hour earlier…

Sabine's cousins, Boba, Tristan and Ezra were in front of a small shack where you could rent ATV's and motocross bikes. Of course, some of Sabine's cousins rented motocross bikes but others rented the ATV's.

Ezra was a little nervous about riding either of the vehicles, he never liked this things. Tristan saw him doubting and walked up to him.

"Hey Ezra, everything okay?" The older man asked.

"Yeah." Ezra said shrugging.

"Hey, if you don't know how to ride these things, we can do some other thing." Tristan said.

"Thanks Tristan." The younger man said.

"You're welcome, man. Besides, Sabine would kill us all if you get hurt." Tristan said and Ezra chuckled.

They told Boba about Ezra's dilemma and he agreed to go somewhere else, this was more something the younger men wanted to do than he but before they could return the vehicles to the shack, Roy spotted them and called them.

"Guys!" He said.

"Oh no." Tristan said.

"Where are you going?" Roy asked.

"We are going to return the vehicles; Ezra doesn't feel too comfortable with it." Tristan said.

"Oh, that's because Ezra has never ride one of these babies before." Roy said.

"Roy…" Mick tried to cut this off but the younger man was stubborn to do that.

"C'mon, Ezra." Roy said. "Show us how good you can ride, man." He said.

The raven-haired man gulped and got on an ATV but since Ezra didn't know how to ride something like this, he pushed the wrong button and the ATV started to advance very fast and then, it lost its balance and Ezra fell under the ATV.

The younger men looked at the scene and Tristan and Boba ran towards Ezra.

"Ezra!" Tristan said.

"Trist...an, help!" The younger man said.

"Boba, help me to take him out of here." Tristan said and the future husband-to-be nodded and they lifted the ATV.

Mick, who had recovered from the shock, ran towards them and dragged Ezra out from the ATV.

"Careful with my leg." The young man said.

"He's out." Boba said and he and Tristan lowered the ATV.

"Ezra, are you okay?" Tristan asked.

The raven-haired man shook his head. "No, it hurts." He said.

"Call an ambulance." Tristan said.


Now…

Sabine sighed frustrated as her father drove through the streets, the hospital was still ten minutes away but for the young artist it felt like her father had been driving for almost two hours. Tristan had told her that they had taken Ezra to Mercy Hospital and that he had gone with him on the ambulance while Boba and the others stayed back at the beach and returned to the houses. Ursa then called Alrich and told him what had happened and he agreed to take Sabine to the hospital.

Alrich parked the car near the Emergency building and Sabine got out from the car and practically ran towards the building, her parents followed her in a quick pace.

The young artist passed rooms until she saw Tristan sitting down on a couch.

"Tristan!" She called him a little loudly.

"'Bine." Tristan said in a soft voice and got up.

"Where's Ezra?" Sabine asked worried.

"They're still checking him." Her brother answered.

Sabine took a deep breath as she felt tears forming in her eyes.

"C'mere." Tristan said and hugged her. "He's going to be fine." He whispered in her ear. He always had calmed her down like this since they were little.

A few meters behind them watching the scene, were Alrich and Ursa and the older woman frowned knowing who was the caused the accident that had gotten their daughter's boyfriend in the hospital.

After what felt like an eternity, Sabine heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps coming towards them and she looked up.

"Ezra Bridger?" The middle-age doctor asked.

"Yes?" The young woman asked getting up to her feet.

"Are you related to him?" The doctor asked.

Sabine nodded. "He's my boyfriend." She said.

The doctor nodded. "Please, follow me." He said.

The young woman looked at her parents and her brother. "Go dear, we will wait here." Alrich said.

Sabine smiled and hugged her father. "Thank you, dad." She said and went with the doctor.

The doctor led her to a small room and they walked inside. She gasped softly when she saw Ezra lying down on the medical bed; he had a gauze on his left cheek and his left wrist was in a splint as well as his left ankle.

"How is he?" She asked.

"He's going to be fine, Miss…"

"Oh…Wren. My name is Sabine Wren." She answered.

The doctor gave her a small nod. "Your boyfriend was very lucky." He said. "He has a sprained wrist and he dislocated his left ankle and he also has some bruised ribs, other than that, he doesn't have more serious injuries."

Sabine left out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome." The doctor said. "Before I go, does he practice any sports?" He asked.

"Uh…yes, basketball." Sabine answered.

"Well, I'm afraid he won't be able to play until he gets better I also recommend he sees a physiotherapist for his rehabilitation." The doctor said.

Sabine sighed sadly. "Thank you, doctor." She said in a soft voice.

The doctor nodded and left the room. The young woman sighed again and sat down on a chair next to Ezra's bed.

"I'm here, baby." She said and ran her hand through his raven-hair.

An hour later, Ezra stirred and opened his eyes; everything was blurry but after a few blinks everything became clearer, he smiled when he saw Sabine sitting next to his bed reading.

"Hey babe." He said.

The young woman looked up and smiled when she saw her boyfriend awake.

"Hey." She said. "How are you feeling?" She asked.

"Sore." He answered. "How long I was out?" He asked.

"Two hours." She answered.

Ezra sighed. "How bad is it?" He said worried, he didn't want to know how bad were his injuries but he knew he would find it sooner or later.

Sabine sighed. "You have a sprained wrist and a dislocated ankle and some bruised ribs." She said sadly.

Ezra sighed again. "I'm guessing that means I'll be out from the basketball team for a while." He said.

"Yeah." Sabine answered.

They stayed in silence a few minutes until Sabine broke it. "Ezra...it was Roy, wasn't he?" She asked a little angry.

"Yeah, it was him." Ezra answered.

Sabine took a deep breath. "I'm going to kill him." She cursed in her mind.

They talked for a couple of minutes until they heard a knock on the door and both young adults looked up.

"Is it okay if we come in?" Alrich asked.

"Sure, dad." Sabine answered and Alrich, Ursa and Tristan walked into the hospital room.

"Hi Ezra, how do you feel, son?" Alrich asked.

"I'm still a little sore, thank you sir." Ezra answered.

"I'm glad to hear it." The older man said and placed his hand on Ezra's good shoulder.

"I'm glad you're okay, Ezra." Tristan said.

"Thanks, Tristan. Thanks for saving me." The raven-haired young man said.

"You're welcome." Tristan said.

"We talked with your parents, Ezra and we explained them everything." Alrich said. "We also told them we are going to pay your hospital bill."

Both young adults were shocked at that. "Dad…" Sabine said dumbfounded.

"Mr. Wren, I don't know how to thank you." Ezra said still in shock.

"Well, Ursa and I talked and she agreed with me." The older man said.

The young couple stared at Ursa and the older woman stood there without showing emotion.

"You're a good man, Bridger." She said and left the room.

Ezra was a little shocked by that. "What the…?" He started to say but Sabine cut him off with a hug and a kiss.


A thirty minutes later, Sabine went to look for her brother. She found him in the cafeteria of the Hospital.

"Hey 'Bine." He said.

"Hey." She said and sat in front of him.

"How's Ezra?" He asked.

"He's good, I left him asleep." The young woman said. "Tristan…I want to know what happened." She said.

Tristan sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "We were at the beach and we had rented some ATVs and motocross bikes when I noticed Ezra was having doubts about the ATV, so I asked him if he was okay and told me about never riding an ATV." He said.

"What happened next?" Sabine asked.

"I told Boba about it and he said it was okay to go somewhere else and do something else but just as we were returning the bikes, Roy saw us." Tristan said.

"And he convinced Ezra to ride a bike." She said.

"Yeah."

Sabine sighed, she hated when her cousin acted like that. Two hours later, the doctor told them that they would discharge Ezra next morning and told them he was going to spend the night in observation.

"Are you sure you want to stay?" Alrich asked his daughter.

"Yes, dad." Sabine said as she was sitting beside Ezra.

"Babe, are you sure?" The young man asked.

"Yup." She said and kissed him softly on the right cheek.

"Alright, dear." Alrich said. "Goodnight." He said and kissed her on the forehead.

"Goodnight, dad." She said.

"Goodnight, Ezra." He said.

"Goodnight, sir." Ezra said.

Alrich smiled and left the hospital room. The young couple stay quiet a few minutes until Sabine broke the silence.

"How do you feel?" She asked.

"Better." Ezra answered.

Sabine smiled. "I'm glad." She said.

"So, where are you going to sleep?" Ezra asked.

The young artist sighed. "Maybe in the small couch or in the chair." She said,she hated that she could not sleep with Ezra in the hospital bed until he was discharged.

"I think you'll be more comfortable in the couch." Ezra said breaking her thoughts.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." She said and walked to the couch and laid down. "Goodnight, Ez."

"Night, 'Bine. Love you." He said.

"Love you too." She said and drifted off to sleep.


The next day, Ezra was discharged around nine o'clock. The family returned to the house and helped Ezra to go upstairs. Two hours later, Sabine's little cousins were in the TV room with Ezra and they were making drawings with him, meanwhile Sabine was downstairs pouring some juice in a glass for Ezra when Sasha walked into the kitchen.

"Hey 'Bine." She said.

"Oh, hi Sasha." The young artist said.

"Boba told me what happened yesterday, how's he?" She asked referring to Ezra.

Sabine sighed. "He's going to be okay, he only has some bruised ribs, a dislocated ankle and a sprained wrist." She said.

"Well, at least it wasn't something worse." Sasha said.

"Yeah." Sabine said. "Sasha, I'm sorry for leaving yesterday without telling you." She said.

"No, it's okay. I understand." Sasha answered. "I'd have done the same thing if Boba was the one who got hurt." She said.

Sabine smiled softly, she was glad that someone understood her predicament. The women went upstairs and walked into the TV room, they smiled when they saw all the little kids drawing and some of the girls were playing with Ezra's hair.

They smiled as they got closer to the couch. Ezra noticed them and he smiled brightly. "Hey." He said. "Hi Sasha."

"Hi Ezra." Sasha said. "I'm glad you're okay."

"Thanks."

"Here, some orange juice so you can take your medicines." Sabine said and gave him the glass.

"Thanks babe." The raven haired man said and took the glass with his good hand.

"What did they do to you?" Sabine said trying to hold back her laughter after seeing her boyfriend's hair with hair clips and small braids.

"I don´t know." He said. "I just let them play with my hair." He said running his hand through his hair and feeling the braids the little girls had done.

"They look good on you." She said.

"You think?" He asked.

She nodded and pecked him on the cheek. The kids ran to the couch to show Ezra the drawings they had made.

"Ezra! Look!" Damien said as he showed him a drawing

"Wow, that's amazing Damien." The young man said.

"Thanks." The eight-year old boy answered.

"I made this for you!" Helena said and gave Ezra a sheet of paper.

The young couple looked at the drawing and the raven-haired man smiled softly. "Thank you, Helena." He said.

"You're welcome." The six- year old girl said.

"C'mon guys, today we're going to have a small barbeque in the yard." Sasha said and took the kids downstairs.

Ezra tried to stand up but he couldn't since he needed the crutches to walk around while his ankle healed. Sabine saw this and handed him the crutches and helped him to stand up.

"Thanks, 'Bine." He said.

"You're welcome." She said. "Are you sure you want to go downstairs?" She asked a little worried.

"Yeah, besides…I need fresh air." He said and started to walk with the help of the crutches towards the stairs with Sabine behind him to help him.