"She's not picky. Besides, no matter what you get her, she's just going to act embarrassed that you got her flowers at all," Chloe said. Emily looked up from the rows of flowers that lined the small shop and nodded in agreement.

"You're probably right," sighed Emily. Her fingers skimmed along the various petals and hovered over a group of daisies. Finally, she picked the bouquet out of the bucket of water and shook the excess droplets off.

"Perfect. You grab a card and I'll go pay for these." Chloe took the flowers from the younger girl and left her to approach the rows of small cards that lay stacked on a stand. By the time Chloe finished at the counter, Emily still stood in front of them, indecisive, but she hurried and grabbed the nearest one when she realized how long she had been standing there

"Ready to go?" Chloe beamed. Her companion nodded and the two girls made their way out to Chloe's car, where four still steaming cups from Starbucks sat in the cup holders.

"You guys…you aren't mad at me for what happened, are you? Because we both really thought it was food poisoning and I told her she should let you know-"

"Em, calm down. We aren't mad at you," Chloe cut her off as she pulled out onto the street and took a right towards the hospital. "It was sweet that you didn't want to bother us and you couldn't have known it was her appendix."

"Are you sure?" asked Emily uncertainly. Chloe hid a smile at how familiar her need for validation was; Beca had the same tendencies towards the beginning of their relationship.

"I promise.
—

"Jay, wake up." Jaiden groaned as the fluorescent lights above her bed flickered on and clenched her eyes shut until they had enough time to adjust. By the time she finally was able to open them, a bunch of daisies and a cup of coffee were being thrust into her hands.

"Good morning," sang Chloe as she drew the blinds covering the hospital windows.

"Who invited Snow White?" Jaiden scowled at the sunlight and struggled to sit up in bed. It took her a few seconds to notice her girlfriend shifting anxiously at her bedside.

"Hi," said Emily. "I know you don't like flowers but they seemed like the right thing to get."

"I love them," Jaiden assured her. "They came from you."

"Cute!" The opinion earned Chloe a dirty look as the redhead came to sit in the remaining chair beside her exhausted girlfriend.

"So, uh, are we going to get to hear about the honeymoon?" Jaiden asked. Despite the raging nausea in her stomach, she took a sip of her coffee as she set her flowers on the bedside stand. Just then, the nurse taking over the previous one's shift entered the room with a doctor in tow.

"Good morning! Sorry to interrupt, but we've got to take your vitals and start you on more antibiotics," said the young woman. "I hate to say it, but these ones normally have some pretty rough side effects. You might experience some nausea or vomiting, so we're also going to administer something to try to prevent that."

"Do what you have to," Jaiden shrugged. Beca, on the other hand, was not so relaxed.

"Are there a lot of risks involved with, uh, that many antibiotics? Should we be worried?"

"The infection is really our only reason to be concerned," the doctor cut in. "Most of Jaiden's symptoms over the next few weeks are going to involve her body fighting off what's already in her blood stream. The antibiotics won't cause any lasting complications and we'll start her on some probiotics in order to keep her digestive tract in shape."

"Oh, uh, that sounds good. Great job," Beca nodded awkwardly. The doctor smiled at her and closed her sister's chart. While he had been explaining, his nurse had quickly checked the bedside machines and was on her way out with him as he left.

"Beca, you sounded almost 50 years old," Jaiden noted. She offered the embarrassed girl a small smile and then stretched gingerly.

"Excuse me for wanting to be well-informed."

"So, uh, how long am I going to have to stay here? Did they give you guys an estimate?" Jaiden asked.

"Two weeks at the most, but you might get out sooner than that," Beca offered apologetically.

"Great. Not like I haven't spent enough time here," sighed Jaiden. "At least I don't have a roommate. My last one sucked."

"Rude," said Emily. Jaiden smiled and patted the empty mattress space at her side. As the younger girl made herself comfortable, Jaiden turned her attention back to her sister and Chloe.

"So, about that honeymoon?"

—

"Have they come back yet?"

"No. I followed them to Penny's Flowers and then to the hospital. The sister's car was still in the parking lot from the night before." Mr. Junk help out his phone and his wife took it to scroll through the pictures he had taken.

"The lawyer called while you were gone," she said. "He said we're going to have a decent case against her. All we have to do is make sure they know she isn't mentally able to take care of herself. He also said not to mention conversion therapy because apparently that's a legal grey area."

"This country's morals are going to shit," Mr. Junk grunted. "I think that's what screwed her up. Probably saw all those fags on the internet and decided to be one."

"I still think it was being around that dyke for so long. I have half a mind to sue the damn hospital for not informing us about who she was being roomed with."

"It wouldn't surprise me if that doctor was one herself."

"That's exactly why Emily just needs to get away from those people. What about the NARTH institute? Did they get back to us yet?"

"I got an email while I was in the car. Someone's going to be in touch with us about getting a room scheduled in the next few days. They'll keep it on hold until we're able to get custody of her again," Mr. Junk explained. Exhausted from his late night stakeout, he sat down next to his wife at their kitchen table and yawned. "I just hope it's not too late."

—-

"That is going to be one wicked scar," Jaiden grimaced as her nurse peeled back the gauze over her incision and rubbed a swatch of antiseptic over the wound. Chloe and Beca had gone home for the night, after a lot of coaxing from the youngest Mitchell.

"Vitamin E will lighten it up after the scar tissue forms," advised the nurse. She took less than a minute to tape down fresh dressings onto the wound and Jaiden thanked her tiredly as she left. Once she was gone, Jaiden pulled back her blanket-which Chloe had thoughtfully brought to layer the thin hospital ones-and made space for Emily to lay next to her.

"You look tired," Emily observed worriedly. Dark circles marked the skin underneath Jaiden's eyes and she shrugged indifferently.

"I'm okay. I don't want to sleep because I feel like we haven't been alone much today."

"You're sweet," Emily smiled slightly and rested her head on the older girl's shoulder. "But, I'm staying the night so you don't really have to worry about that."

"Yeah, but I want to talk."

"Talk?" Emily asked nervously. The statement had a lot of weight in it.

"It seems like I talked a lot in the recovery room," Jaiden started out carefully. "And I just wanted to make sure I didn't freak you out or say too much or anything."

"Jay," the younger girl sighed with relief and she shook her head. "Don't even worry about it. You were really charming." Jaiden's face burned red and she glanced away from Emily in embarrassment.

"I wouldn't say that. I mean, I don't remember a lot but the parts I do were not charming."

"Jaiden, I'm serious. You were so sweet. Please don't apologize," Emily reassured her earnestly. "It was actually really nice. I like hearing how much you love me."

"Well, I do. Sorry if I don't say it a lot."

"Yeah, well, I should tell you more too."

"Feel free to say it more," Jaiden laughed weakly and leaned her head back against the pillows behind them.

—-

"Do you think it was a good idea to leave them at the hospital alone?" Beca pet the half-grown kitten on her lap nervously and glanced up at Chloe. She had her head resting on the redhead's shoulder and the two were curled up under a blanket, catching up on the episode of Grey's they had missed while away.

"Seeing as they're adults, yes."

"Yeah, but they're our adults."

"You're going to be a great mom. I always thought I'd have to be the overprotective one but it's totally you."

"So…you want to have kids?" Beca sat up and stared at Chloe nervously; she knew this conversation was going to happen eventually. It happened to all married couples.

"Well, eventually," Chloe admitted. "What about you?"
"With the history of parenting skills in both of our families, it seems like a bad idea," Beca reasoned. "But, I love you and I trust you and you're just…so good with Jay and Emily. And I love having a family with you, but we won't have those two around forever. So, I guess, eventually I do want kids. I want our own kids."

"Beca," Chloe's eyes glistened with emotion as she gazed at her wife. "Do you really mean that?"

"I do. I know you probably don't believe me, but I do. I think our children would turn out alright."

"If they're half as talented as you, or half as intelligent, they'll be set." Beca rolled her eyes at the comment and feigned irritation as Chloe nuzzled up against her.

Hey guys! I managed to update pretty soon and I actually broke my hand the other day, so I'm pretty proud of myself. Please please review! I don't hear from you guys as much anymore and i miss your feedback and input. hope to hear from you! :)