DON'T OWN FSOG.
EPOV
It has been a horrible three weeks. Three weeks since we arrived here. Three weeks since I have heard her voice.
So here I set at five in the morning holding her hand praying to God she makes it.
I have not left her side. I was released three days after they found us but I refused to leave till she does.
I lift her hand and kiss her hand.
"Hey baby. I'm so sorry. It was stupid to leave the house. We could have died out there. I can't believe that it has been three weeks since I have seen those beautiful eyes. You can't leave me baby. What would I be without you. You are my reason ti exist. I'm so sorry. I hope you can forgive me."
I put her hand back on the bed and lay my head on it and close my eyes.
I feel a little movement under my head but just ignore it and try to go back to sleep but it happens again.
I open my eyes and raise my head and look up to see her looking at me.
"Baby! Oh God your awake. Are you ok?"
She just looks at me and blinks but doesn't say anything that's when I remember her breathing tube.
I hit the nurses button and she comes in a second later.
"Oh! Let me get the doctor." She runs out.
A few moments later a doctor comes in.
"Mrs. Grey I'm so glad to see that you are awake."
He checks her vitals then her eyes.
"Ok, I have a few questions. Blink once for yes twice for no alright?"
One blink
"Are you in any pain?"
Two blinks
"Good. Do you know where you are?"
One blink.
He goes about checking her mobility and finds no problems till he comes to her right foot.
"Can you feel this Ana?"
He scraps her foot with a broken cotton swab
Two blinks
He does a few more things but nothing.
She starts crying.
I move over to her and kiss her forehead.
"It's alright it could just take awhile for all to be ok. Now, let's get that tube out."
"Ok blow out real hard and keep going till I say stop."
He starts removing the tape then the tube.
"Blow. Blow, blow, good job."
He throws it all away and wipes her face off.
"Take it easy talking and small sips of water." He leaves
I help her get a sip of water and go back to her side.
"I missed you so much baby."
"M-m-missed y-y-you toooo." She stutters out
"I'm so sorry baby this is all my fault."
She shakes her head no.
"Your dad will be back later he went to get some sleep."
"O-o-okay" she starts getting upset.
"Hey, you heard the doctor it will be ok. I love you and we will get through this." She nods.
"B-e-ed with m-me"
"You want me in bed with you?" She nods.
Who am I to deny that request. I kick off my shoes and climb in gently as to not hurt her. I wrap my arms around her and she lays her head on my chest.
"Y-y-you o-ok?" She asks
I sigh
"I'm ok baby. I lost the tip of a toe but nothing to bad. Doctors said I was lucky." She nods.
We lay like that for hours until the doctor comes back in.
I tell him about her speech.
"I would like to do a CT scan and see what's going on."
I nod and half hour later she is taken for the scan.
By the time she gets back she is exhausted and passes out quickly. She was so sound asleep she didn't hear the doctor come in.
"How is she?"
"Well, she has a little damage in the area that controls her speech but I believe with therapy she will do quite well. As for her foot she has some nerve damage but with work she should have full use of it again." I sigh in relief.
"How long will she need to be here?" I ask because I know she hates hospitals says the smell is gross.
"A few more days then she can go home. She will have outpatient therapy."
"Thank you."
"Mr. Grey, you were both very lucky. You are young and in good health that may have been the only thing that saved either of you. It won't be easy she has a long road ahead of her but I think she will do fine."
I thank him again.
Later that night when she wakes up I tell her everything he said. She cries but promises to get better.
GPOV
I actually feel free. I filed for divorce from that son of a bitch.
I have tried to call Elliott multiple times but nothing. I want to apologize and beg for him to let me back in his life. I have left hundreds of voicemails but he never calls back.
After a month I have had enough and fly to Georgia. It will be harder to ignore me if I am standing right in front of him.
I plug in the address in the GPS of the rental car. Within forty five minutes I am driving down a long driveway. It is very beautiful even with all the snow melting. I pull up in front of a nice log cabin style home with a huge wrap around porch.
I walk up the steps looking around and marvel in the beauty.
I take a deep breath and knock.
Nothing
I knock again.
I hear a noise inside so I wait.
Nothing again.
I knock one last time.
This time the door opens revealing a tiny brunette in a wheelchair. Doesn't she know you don't answer the door in pajamas. Especially ones with Spiderman logos all over them and socks up to her knees. Jesus, who is this girl and who taught her how to dress?
"Is this the Grey residence?" She nods but doesn't speak.
"Is Elliott home?" She shakes her head no.
Does she talk at all?
"Is his wife here?" She cocks her head but nods.
"May I speak with her?" She points to herself.
"You're his wife?" She nods
"But, you are in a wheelchair."
She looks down to her lap and frowns but nods.
Just as I am about to say something I hear a door slam shut.
"I'm back baby. I got that stuff you wanted from the freezer." Just then my eldest son walks in the room not looking up but at something in his hand.
"Baby, why is the door open it's still cold outside." Then he finally looks up and scowls.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" He grits out.
I don't answer to fascinated in what is happening. She touches his arm and he looks down at her.
"It's ok baby. This is my piece of shit mother. Why don't you go in th kitchen and eat. Your food will be getting cold." She just looks at him.
"It's alright go ahead I'll be in soon." He kisses her forehead and she nods.
He waits till she is in the other room and maneuvers me outside to the porch and closes the door.
"Can't we do this inside it is a bit chilly out here." I ask
"No, we can't. Now, I ask again what the fuck do you want?" I sigh. That language is so horrible.
"I didn't know your wife was retarded." He clenches his fist.
"She's not fucking retarded you moron."
"Then what is with the wheelchair?"
"You wanna know huh? Well a month ago we almost froze to death in a snow storm. I lost half a toe but Ana has speech problems and no feeling in her foot."
"Oh, well I'm glad you are ok for the most part. But, honestly Elliott this would be a good time to get out of this marriage. You don't want to be a caregiver for the rest of your life."
"Get the fuck out of here and never come back you fucking waste of life." With that he goes inside and slams the door.
I have no idea what his problem is but I'll try again in a few days.
EPOV
I am so fucking pissed. How dare she say that shit.
I slam the door and go to head to the kitchen but stop in my tracks. What I see fucking breaks my heart.
Ana is sitting there with her head down but I can see the tears running down her face.
I walk over to her and kneel down so I am eye level with her.
"You heard?" She nods
"You know none of that shit is true right?" She shrugs
"Look at me baby please." She lifts her bead up and I can see the hurt and pain in her eyes.
"Fuck what she said. She is a complete piece of shit just like her husband. I love you and I am nit going anywhere. You are getting better. You know that the test show it. Your speech is getting better. Even though you refuse to talk to anyone but me and your dad. You are my wife Ana. Remember our vows? Better or worse. Sickness or health. Till death do us part. Well baby yeah things were bad but we are both here and I refuse to live a day without you. You will heal fuck you are healing. Do you want to leave me because I have half a big toe? Does it make you love me less? "
"No" she whispers
"That's right baby. You will always be the love of my existence. It doesn't matter if you are in a wheelchair or standing on both your feet. It won't matter if your speech stay the way it is. I love you for you not that other shit. I love you because you are sweet, loving, sexy, and my best friend. That other shit is just the wrapping on my favourite gift. It doesn't matter because at the end of the day I still get to hold you. I still get to love you. I still get a future with you."
She kisses me gently on the lips.
"L-love you -el."
"See best sentence ever."
A/N: Yes, I know snow there might be a slim chance but as South Carolina's shown us anything can happen. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
