February 5th, 2004

Recovery was a shitty thing. Neela was in pain nearly the entire past two days. Morphine was a wonderful friend though. Not even once did her parent call to check up on her. They weren't happy about her career choice and every day she got reminded of that fact. She wished that they would just be happy for her. Parents usually loved it when their children became doctors, but not hers.

"I've been thinking about something." Michael said as he helped Neela out of the hospital bed. She groaned. It still hurt her greatly to move too much. Her ribs were slowly healing.

"What?" She grunted.

"You're recovering. I don't want you to be alone just in case you need to get something. We're been dating for awhile. I think it's time we moved in together." Michael suggested.

"Sounds good to me." Neela mumbled as Sam wheeled a wheelchair into the room. Sam smiled pleasantly at her.

"Ready to go home?" She asked.

"Yes." Neela said as she eased herself down into the chair.
"You have her prescription right?" Sam asked Michael.

"of course." Michael gave her a look as they left the room.

"Can we stay at my apartment? I want to be with my stuff." Neela said.

"That's fine by me." Michael said as they went outside.

"It's okay." Neela said.
"It's winter." Sam smiled, "Enjoy your time off." Michael took Neela's good hand.

"Mom gave me her car until my insurance kicks in."

"She's nice." Neela mumbled. Michael smiled as he led her to the car.

"I'm going to pamper you until you're sick of me. let's hope that's not for awhile though." Michael said to Neela. Neela chuckled softly, but groaned at the pressure in her chest. "Sorry about that." he opened the car door for her. She glanced at him.

"It's not you're fault, Michael." Neela said as she eased herself into the car. Michael sighed as he got in himself.

"It is my fault, Neela." He said. Neela frowned, crease forming in her forehead.

"How so?" She asked him as he started the car up.

"I gave you the car keys." he said, "I should have driven you home myself."

"That's nonsense, Michael." She said, "I got behind the wheel. I turned mellow music on. I fell asleep. not you."

"I know, but I'm your boyfriend, Neela. I'm supposed to protect you from everything." He said. Neela smiled softly at him.

"You are." She said, "you're moving in with me. you'll be able to hold me, protect me, and love me. That's just what I want." Michael smiled weakly. No matter what Neela said. he felt guilty.

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Michael lay next to Neela watching her sleep. her medication knocked her out. She looked so peaceful and not in pain.

"Sleep tight, dear one." he whispered as he kissed her. He would feel better once she was up and around acting like her normal self.

February 19th, 2004

Neela was feeling a lot better. her cast wasn't bothering her anymore. She could get it removed in a couple of weeks. Living with Michael was great too. Everything that she was asleep in his arms, she fell more in love with him. Every morning that he cooked her breakfast, she fell even more in love with him.

A few days ago, on Valentine's day, she helped celebrate his and Susan's 29th birthday. She gave Susan a golden apple paperweight with her name engraved on it. She gave Michael a brand new watch.

Today they were taking a new step in their relationship. Neela and Michael were looking to buy a brand new car. Neela was a little nervous. She didn't like cars much anymore.

"See anything you like?" Michael asked.

"We just got here." Neela smiled as a sales person walked up to them.

"Hi. I'm Gus. Is there anything I can help you with?" Gus asked. Michael nodded.

"My wife and I are looking for a nice family car, but nothing boxy." Michael said. Neela looked at him and giggled.

"All right. How many children do you have?" Gus asked.

"Three." Michael glanced at Neela, "A three-year-old and one-year-old twins."

"All right. I think I have the perfect car for you." Gus said walking away.
"What are you doing?" Neela smiled.

"Trust me, Babe. Playing the family card will help us get a better deal." Michael whispered as they followed Gus.

"Whatever you say husband." Neela smiled stopping on front of a car.

"I think you'd love this car." Gus smiled at Neela, "It comes in green, blue, red, and white." Neela narrowed her eyes.

"I would much rather hear about the safety features rather than what colours it comes in." She said. Gus smiled softly.

"This car has driver, passenger, and side airbags." Gus said.

"How reliable are they?" Neela asked.

"They've been tested." Gus said, "It had anti-lock breaks and the wheels won't spin on ice-"

"Do you have papers on the airbags?" Neela asked as Michael got in the car. Gus nodded.

"Yes I have some in my desk. I'll get them." Gus went into the back. Neela got into the car.

"How do you like the car?" Michael asked.

"It's nice." Neela said. She glanced in the back seat, "It looks like Michael Jr, Neela Jr, and Bubba likes it." Michael laughed softly.

"I think I want this car in blue." he said. Neela nodded.

"Me too." She said.

"Shall I tell Gus?" Micael asked.

"Yeah, let the man get his commission I guess." Neela smiled leaning back in the seat as Michael went to go get Gus.

Neela closed her eyes trying to imagine their children in the back seat. The thought didn't scare her. She was excited for their future to begin.

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