Toby POV
A doctor and a nurse carefully lifted me out of bed. I didn't realise how badly injured I was until they both tried to move me. Every inch of my body ached, all of the medication in the world could ever take away the agony I was in, the only thing that could was her, Spencer.
Just the thought of going to see her took an immense amount of my pain away.
The nurse wheeled me out of the ICU down the corridor to Spencer's room.
As the nurse opened the door of her room, the sound of her light snore and a heart rate monitor filled my ears.
Spence was asleep with her right hand resting upon her stomach, above our child. Around her slightly swollen stomach was a white band with a blue heart rate monitor attached to it.
I smiled, even though she and our baby were strapped up to a heart rate monitor, I knew that they were both okay, they had escaped the accident with minimal to no injuries.
"Would you like me to bring you back later?" The nurse asked me.
"No, I'll stay here."
"I'll come back in an hour or so." The nurse said as she pushed me over to the side of Spence's bed and left the room, shutting the door.
I grabbed Spence's hand, intertwining her fingers with mine.
"Hey Spence, it's me. I'm so glad you're okay, that you're both okay. I love you." I smiled to myself, kissing her hand.
I sat back and watched her sleep for about half an hour until she began to stir, running her fingers through her hair then rubbing her eyes as she usually did.
When she came to her surroundings, she squinted a few times before realising that it was actually me in front of her.
"Toby?" She squealed, just about to lurch out of her bed.
"Spence" I said excitedly back to her, carefully trying to calm her down and get her to relax back into her bed.
Her eyes filled with tears as she brushed the side of my face. "I'm so glad you're okay, Toby. I couldn't bare the thought of something happening to you that would stop us from being together." She said relieved.
"So am I. I love you and I'm so sprry for putting us both here and endangering not only ours but tadpoles life too." I said leaning in to kiss her but failing miserably, unable to get up out of the wheelchair I was in.
Spencer giggled at my inability to move.
"It's not funny" I laughed.
Although I had never been the "athletic" type, but had always love to be on the move, whether it was on my motorcycle or building something with my hands and if I was constricted from it, it pained me.
Sensing that she had hit a nerve, Spencer stopped, carefully got out of her bed and bent down in front of me.
"I love you, I know it's going to be hard over the next few weeks with your leg but we're going to get through it, okay?" Spencer reassured me.
I nodded and wrapped my one mobile arm around her, pulling her towards me and kissed her.
Days had past and I was free from my sling, the only thing holding me up in the hospital was my leg and that the doctors had needed to monitor my head injuries as well.
Spencer had been released from hospital, and seeing as her dad was in Chicago for work, Veronica had begged Spencer to stay with her until I was released.
Spencer had been told by the doctor that she had to be on strict bed rest for two weeks before returning to school, so staying with her mom had good for her. Although whilst Veronica was at work, Spencer would be here with me, completing all the work she was going to miss out on whilst being away from school.
It was great knowing that Spencer would with me, especially during my physical therapy for my leg.
Spencer wheeled me down to physical therapy, reassuringly rubbing my shoulder, telling me that it was going to be okay.
When the physiotherapist opened the door for us, I was faced with a room, with the majority of the floor covered in matresses usually seen in a gymnastics arena. There was an array of parallel horizontal beams, I looked over to see a girl of about 15, her face severely burnt but her eyes filled with determination as she tried with all her strength to make her legs move in front of the other.
I realised that although my leg was screwed for the time being, I was okay, Spence and the baby were too, we were healthy and alive. We were going to make it through another speed bump because we had each other.
The physio directed us to a set of parallel horizontal beams at the back of the room.
"I'm glad that you decided to bring your partner with you Mr Cavanaugh, we find that those in the presence of their loved ones make better progress, as they are more determined." The physio announced to us, I felt Spencer squeeze my hand.
"I'm happy to be here." Spencer smiled, all too eager to help.
"So, shall we begin?" He asked.
A/N: Sorry, it's late, I'm trying to get chpaters up ASAP - I could use some advice as well please!
