Brady walked with Chloe to the bathroom in her room. When they got there he motioned for her to sit in the chair in front of the sink. Chloe looked around amazed "did you do this?" she asked him amazed . Brady nodded "yeah, I figured you wouldn't be able to do much washing, so you lay your head back and relax." Chloe couldn't believe he went to the trouble of setting the bathroom up like a salon, backing a chair to the sink, so he could wash her hair.

"Lean back" he directed, cradling her neck with his hand. Chloe did as he asked, closing her eyes as the warm water cascaded through her thick hair. Brady's fingers threaded through her tresses as if they were spun silk, "Okay. I got all the dried blood off, now I am going to wash your hair." Chloe nodded "Can I help?" she asked. "Yeah" Brady chuckled "just lay there and be quiet." Chloe grinned "me, quiet? You have the wrong girl Brady Black."

Brady laughed quietly "no, I definitely have the right girl, just got to train her." Chloe batted him with her free hand "chauvinist" she shot back at him. Brady grabbed the shampoo that Nancy had brought, it smelled liked strawberries and Cream. Empyting a generous amount into his hand, Brady rubbed his hands together and began to lather her hair. Chloe let herself enjoy the feeling of Brady's fingers in her hair, making her senses numb.

Chloe chuckled "If you're dad fires you, you have a great career as a cosmotologist." Brady sprayed her with the hose "Wench" he chuckled throwing a towel on her face. Chloe began to feel less numb and more aware of Brady's hands on her scalp. His touch was gentle and strong at the same time. Brady turned the water off "Okay Diva," he sat her up, wrapping a towel around her hair "now for the fun part."

Chloe grimaced, combing her hair would be anything, but fun. It hadn't been combed since she fell and that was well over a week ago. "Maybe I should do that, after all, it is bound to be pretty messy" she offered. "Un-uh" Brady held the brush out of her reach "I want to." Chloe rolled her eyes "Brady, do you know how many tangles I am going to have?" she asked. "you can't just yank t hem out."

Brady gave her an injured look "I do know that" he countered "after all, I do have a little sister." Chloe looked at him "who has shorter hair than me" she reminded him. "Sit" Brady commanded "plopping her down in a chair by the bed."

Brady slowly ran the brush through her curls, starting at the bottom of her tresses. "Belle says that to untangle hair, you need to comb it from the bottom." Chloe thought about that for a moment "I don't know, I have spray at home for that." Brady grinned "always take the easy way out, huh Diva" he chuckled. "If you had hair like mine, you would too."

Brady ran his hands through her hair "Your hair is beautiful" he murmured softly. Chloe heard the tone in his voice change to something deep and undefined. "No, it's not" she argued "It is a mess, and hard to comb and tangles.." she would've continued but Brady cut her off. "It is soft as spun silk, and shines like the sun itself is rooted in your hair" Brady spoke softly, intimately "and it smells like strawberries and cream, which is almost as good as mocha chip ice cream."

Chloe sucked in her breath at this tone as he began to run the comb through her hair again. "Ouch" Chloe grimaced as he found a snarled piece of hair. "Sorry" he murmured slowly combing the tangle out "see, I can handle this" he pointed out. Chloe grinned "so you can" she nodded "but that was only one tangle."

Brady finished combing her hair, not finding any more tangles. "Put it up for me, please Brady?" she asked. Brady shook his head "No, I like it down" he refused "and I'm in charge here, not you." Chloe grinned "bossy aren't we?" she cooed. Brady chuckled "I like this in you Diva, "you're not arguing with me."

"Don't get used to it" she warned "it wont last." Brady chuckled "Okay, I won't but can I enjoy it while I have it?" Chloe nodded "yeah, just don't say I didn't warn you." Brady grinned at her "now back to bed with you, get some rest." Chloe's face fell "what's wrong?" Brady asked concerned. "I've rested for days" Chloe complained "I don't want to go back to that bed again for a long time."

Brady watched her quietly, she did look strong enough, maybe he could get Craig to release her for a few hours. "Hang on, I'll be right back" he jumped to his feet. Chloe started to go after him "Brady" she called to his fleeing backside "where are you going?"

Brady didn't hear her, or if he did he didn't answer. Chloe sat back down "what is he doing?" she thought to herself.

Brady found Dr. Wesley in his office, "Dr. Wesley?" he called from the open doorway. "Brady" Craig looked up "come in." Brady walked in the office "what can I do for you? Is something wrong with Chloe?" Brady nodded "She is bored out of her mind, does she have to stay here or can she go away for awhile." Craig rubbed his chin and thought for a moment "yeah, I guess that would be okay, but let me run it by Nancy." Brady grimaced "Nancy would definitely not like that" he pointed out. Craig nodded "You have a point, maybe you should take her now, before Nancy gets here."

Brady grinned "Thanks Dr. Wesley" he ran out of the office. Chloe sat in her room "Are you ready to go?" he asked her. "Go where?" she asked confused. "out of here, Doctor's orders" he held up his car keys. Chloe grinned and jumped up "thank you Brady" she wrapped her arms around him. Brady held her for a minute "you're welcome, but we have to go before your mother gets here." Chloe looked down at her feet "but my shoes" she began. Brady thought about it for a minute "okay, never mind the shoes" he said swinging her into his arms "I'll carry you."

Chloe chuckled, wrapping her arms around his shoulder, "in that case, let's go" she ordered. Brady swung her around and left the room, carrying her. Just as they rounded the corner, Nancy came into view heading to Chloe's room.