The days seemed to pass quickly. Brady was still recovering. Chloe was still by his side and would be as long as she was still breathing. Soon Brady would be released, but the battle was not over. There were still tests to be done. Brady's blood needed to be checked to make sure the treatment had been effective.

This was it. The doctor was going to come into the room any moment and tell them the results. Either way Brady's life would never be the same again. He was going to be told either that he was in remission or that he needed to start the entire process all over again. He had been changed by this experienced. His body had been weakened but his will, had been strengthened. Even though he had been able to complete the treatments the first time, he was not sure he was ready to do it all over again if the cancer was still in his system.

He wanted to move on. Start his life over. He wanted to be with Chloe and not be stuck in the hospital.

Chloe took his shaky hand when the doctor stepped into the room. He opened Brady's chart.

"Well, looks like you're on the road to recovery. All the tests came back normal." The doctor said, closing the metal clip board and grinning at Brady.

Chloe embraced Brady. "So that's it. I can go home?"

"As soon as we complete the paperwork and make your follow up appointments, you're free to go. We'll probably have you out of here this afternoon."

Brady shook the doctor's hand and gave Chloe a kiss.

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Later that afternoon, Chloe helped Brady pack all of his belongings. He took down all the cards that had been taped to his walls. They were from friends and family.

Most of the time he had been dressed in his pajama bottoms and a hospital gown but today he was going to have to get dressed. His body was so weak, he knew he would never be able to do it on his own. He hated to ask for help but never had to with Chloe. Together they went into the tiny bath room. It had the basic essentials. A sink, a toilet and a mirror.

Brady leaned on Chloe as he stepped into a pair of jeans. They were a few sizes too big on him because of all the weight he had lost. They keep slipping off of his skinny body.

"Brady, I think you need a belt" Chloe said, almost brought to tears but trying to remain strong. Brady still had a long way to go before he was back to normal.

"Maybe there is one in my bag."

Chloe went back into the room. She picked his blue duffel bag off of the floor and looked for a belt.

Brady looked at himself in the mirror. He could not believe it was his own reflection starring back at him. He was pale and very thin. Brady touched the side of his face.

Chloe found a belt in the bottom of the bag.

"I got one" she said walking back into the bathroom. She noticed Brady starring at himself. Brady dropped his hand and turned to look at her. Almost communicating through their eyes. Chloe did not need an explanation to hug him tightly.

"It's going to be okay. You heard the doctor. It's just a matter of time before you are back to your old self."

Chloe slid off his gown over his arms and head. His ribs were poking out underneath his skin. His once muscled chest, was caved.

Chloe helped him on with the royal blue shirt. She did up the buttons in the front. She kissed Brady on the cheek when she was finished. Brady added a baseball cap to complete his attire.

Their favourite nurse, Karen walked into the room. She was so happy that Brady was well enough to go home but would miss them. The nurse looked at Brady, now dressed and tried to resist the urge to cry.

Brady leaned forward and gave the nurse a hug. "Thanks for everything you've done for me. And for us" Brady said, motioning to Chloe.

"Really it was no problem. I have to tell you I'm really going to miss you two."

Karen pulled back, and wiped her eyes.

"I'll miss you too, but I certainly won't miss this place or the treatments." Brady smiled, taking Chloe's hand.

"Now, I don't want to see you back here! Unless, it's to bring a new baby into the world."

Brady sighed a bit but it went unnoticed by the nurse and Chloe.

Chloe cut in "Don't worry you won't."

Brady sat in the wheelchair. He had refused to do it but was not allowed to leave walking. Anything to get out of this place he thought. Chloe got behind him and started wheeling him out of the room.

"Take care of him" The nurse said. Having grown to love the pair, and their devotion to each other, over the past few months.

Chloe carried the bags out to the car. She helped his weak body into the passengers seat.

They were going home. It felt so great.

The bright sunlight was harsh against his eyes. Months of staying indoors had made them more sensitive to its rays. The air was cool but refreshing. Nothing compared to the stale air in the hospital, even with the windows open.

Chloe put the key in the ignition and headed to the penthouse.

To be continued........