When Troy awoke, he found himself still slightly wrapped up next to Gabby. HE groggily rubbed his eyes, and looked around before the recollection of last night hit him. There he was pretty much unclothed sharing a sleeping bag with his girlfriend. Troy felt amazing; He could almost not believe what had happened. He had not done anything he told his Dad he would when they'd had the "mature adult" talk just a few weeks ago. Troy had forgotten, under the circumstances of last night. He would have to talk about it with gabby, later on. Troy then proceeded to pull on a pair of pajama bottoms, before he woke her up. Even after last night Troy was still a tad bit shy around his girlfriend. He took one of his enormous hands and stroked Gabby's shoulder when the sleeping bag edge met the zipper. She didn't wake up but proceeded to turn over and nuzzle Troy's arm. Troy smiled. Same old Gabby, yet something about her had changed, and now Troy was sure she was absolutely perfect.

Troy let Gabby sleep. He attempted to get up before falling back exhausted and in a lot of pain. He had let passion blind him about how bad his accident yesterday really was. He started to remove his homemade splint to surmise the damage done. He had no ankle. Just a bulge when his foot met his shin. There was a grotesque mass of purple and blue tissue that had formed a lump in his mid shin, and his foot did not flatten out, but stuck out to the side. Troy dug a sock out of his backpack. He slid the sock on slowly although it was still slightly painful. He then took the magazine splint Gabby had made him and retied it on, although tighter this time so it wouldn't slip. He was very careful not to cause himself excess pain. He took his ski hat that he brought and stuffed it in the bottom of his UGG boot, before carefully placing his broken foot on top. At this point he was able to stand somewhat, so he did.HE pulled on a sweatshirt, because the sky outside was an ominous black gray color, and it was slightly cold.

He made it all the way to the car without limping too much. Once there however he hoisted himself inside so that he could rummage through his track bag. On the bottom, he found just what he was after, and tiny wrapped package with 4 pills. HE kept it just in case he pulled a muscle or hurt himself during a game. He never wanted to have to forfeit because of an injury.

Troy recalled fondly the one and only time he'd allowed himself to be benched during a game. Another basketball player was being rough during the game and using his elbows to fight to the basket, and had gotten troy right in the nose. Troy had received a bloody nose and the referee had made him sit out under lots of protest by both father and son. That was the only time troy had ever seen his father's cry, and his team lose. After that Troy never went to a game without pain meds and cotton balls and Neosporin for nosebleeds or whatnot...

The package labeled the pills as "pain –relieving medication" so Troy took them with a little water from his sports bottle. He hoped it would help.

He went back to the tent quietly and started to roll up his sleeping bag. Once finished with that he carried it out to the car. HE got dressed in a pair of jeans, and plain t-shirt.He then sorted and packed his clothes, and shoes, and other accessories. He half carried, half dragged that bag, and tossed it into the car. He remembered Gabby saying they would leave first thing so he was making that possible now. His watch read 8:20am. Gabby never slept this late; he must have really worn her out last night. He chuckled at the thought. He dressed her in pair of Pajama bottoms and a baby doll t-shirt. After which he continued to pack hastily throughout the next couple of minutes.

Troy now had a system, He would go between the tent and the car carrying loads of bags, some his some gabby's. AT one point Troy brought another load out to the car, and started to pack things inside when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned and was face to face with the hunter from yesterday. Troy tried not to look him in the eye as the man smiled.

"You leavin'…" asked the hunter, gesturing to the stuff troy was holding.

"Yea, the girlfriend told her parents we'd be home today." Troy responded trying to seem interested in finding something in the car.

"I see, and how's your foot?" asked the hunter, in a concerned tone.

"It doesn't hurt so much now…" said troy lying, to make the hunter go away.

"It was quite a spill you took yesterday. I hope you'll be okay." The hunter said coldly as he started away.

"Thanks for the concern, I'll remember that." mumbled troy, with his back to the hunter.

Once troy was sure he had almost everything packed up he proceeded to hoist up and carry the sleeping Gabby to the front seat.The pain meds had actually kicked in at this point, so Troy didn't feel too much pain. He knew it was going to suck when the meds wore off. He propped her up on pillows, and covered her with a blanket, seeing as it was slightly cold out. Troy was very amused that his girlfriend was able to sleep through all this. Once he had her in the car, he was able to deconstruct and pack up the tent. Once everything was gone, troy pulled out two water bottles and put them in the front cup holders. He took one last look around before he climbed into the driver's seat.He adjusted his mirrors and looked back at the campsite, to fondly remember his first time with Gabby.