Chapter 3:

Jason's night was short. He had been sleeping in Tommy's room after his boyfriend was shot. He would do so in the future because Tommy was going to need him, especially in the beginning. He had no clue what was ahead of them but one thing he knew for sure. They were going to make it together. He sighed while he took Tommy's pillow in his arms, "Tomorrow your home again with me. We are going to make sure that Kat knows she is fighting the wrong people." He whispered against the pillow. He knew Tommy couldn't hear him but these words made him fall in a restless sleep, hoping that it would be better from Tomorrow on.

The morning came quick, Jason had only been asleep for a few hours. They had taken care of the welcome home party. Jason didn't know how long he could stretch his time so they had done most of the work already. The only thing they didn't do was the food but they would succeed. He knew a place in the neighboring city where they borrow wheelchairs for people couldn't or didn't need to buy one. He would drive there first. Whether Tommy liked it or not, he was going to spend a minimum of two weeks in that chair.

Jason stood before a large old building, clearly renovated recently with large store windows, showing many possibilities for people with a disorder. There were rails for in the bathtub or on walls to pull yourself up, recliners and prosthetic arms and legs and of course wheelchairs in all sizes and colors. Jason sighed and saw Frankhurst Orthopedic Rentals on the window in big bright blue letters.

He stepped inside. A small blonde girl with blue eyes welcomed him with a smile.

"My name is Jason Scott and I called this morning to rent a wheelchair." The young ex-ranger said with a said tone in his voice. He was happy his love would be home soon but on the other side he felt guilty, he still blamed himself for Tommy's condition. True, he didn't shot him but he was sure that his father had something to do with it. Kat was just a tool to get his way.

"Ah, yes, Mr. Scott I remember. we have the wheelchair in the back. We have the contract over here and the rental needs to be paid every four months." The blonde store manager explained with a charming smile.

"Thank you, because I don't know how long my boyfriend needs it," Jason said.

"That's not a problem, sir." The store manager smiled. Thinking about how most handsome men were either gay or married. The young girl turned around and walked to the storage in the back of the building.

"Just like you ordered sir, a bright green wheelchair with a black seat and backrest." The woman said the moment she entered the store again.

Jason smiled, "Thank you, I am ready now to get Tommy and bring him home."

The blond woman smiled, "I'm sorry that you had to come back today for the wheelchair, sir, but he wasn't ready yet when your friends came for the bed. Did they have any problems with putting it together?" she asked friendly.

Jason shook his head, "not that I know of, miss. The bed is ready for him. It will be used for him to rest during the day or from the moment I will be working again. Especially the night shifts."

"Well, you are always welcome to come to the store with your boyfriend to see what we can do for him." The woman smiled.

Jason smiled, "That could give my friends a bit more time to prepare the party but if you don't mind I am eager to see him. I will stop by on the way home." Jason said while he took the wheelchair from the store manager.

"Okay if my colleague is here please ask for Amanda." The woman smiled politely.

Jason nodded and walked out of the store. It only took about five minutes to ride to the hospital. He couldn't be fast enough in the room of his boyfriend.

Tommy, on the other hand, had succeeded to put on his briefs due to him being flexible and strong. The sweatpants the nurses had given him after though negotiations and the promise to get it himself if needed, wasn't so easy. The nurses had learned quickly that Tommy Oliver was stubborn. He had to promise though that if it didn't work out he would wait for Jason or call for a nurse.

The sweatpants weren't cooperating though frustrated him through the pants in front of him right against Jason's face, who chose that moment to enter the room.

"Well, hello to you too," Jason said but walked to the side of his bed when he noticed that Tommy had his face in his hands.

"It's alright, honey. I will help you. Why didn't you wait for me or call for a nurse to help you with your pants." Jason asked softly.

Tommy sighed deeply, "I wanted to try for myself, I don't want to be a burden he said through his tears."

"Honey you will never be a burden, you are a fighter. We will come through this even in the worst case I am not leaving you." Jason said softly. He took Tommy's hand in his.

"We will learn together how you can be independent again even if this isn't temporary." Jason said carefully, "but for now let me help you the first two weeks, if you are still paralyzed then we will see what we can do to make your life as easy as possible."

"I would understand if you would leave me, Jason. I don't even know if we can make love to each other." Tommy sobbed. It was tears out of frustration.

"I don't want to hear you say that, Tommy. We are in this together and about making love we will find our way to each other again. It's not sure that, that part of your body is affected and there are so many ways to make love to you, to make you feel something on the body parts that still have feeling in it." Jason smiled, "But first you need to recover alright. I won't cheat on you, you are too important to me, honey. We will make it through this now let me help you."

Tommy nodded, Jason always knew what to say to him.

Jason pulled the sweatpants over Tommy's legs by putting on the pants leg over the leg one at the time. It was all confronting for Tommy. He would be strong and fight back. He would walk again someday.

"Now pull yourself up on that triangle above you," Jason said. Tommy was lucky to be a strong man.

Tommy did what he was asked and pulled himself up so that Jason could pull the pants over his hips.

He placed the socks over his feet. To end with his sneakers.

"All done now come into my arms, my black prince." Jason quipped to lighten up the mood a bit.

"Take me in your strong arms, my golden knight." Tommy teased.

"That's my sweet and funny boyfriend." Jason smiled while he took Tommy in bridal style in his arms and carried him to the wheelchair.

"Let's get you home." Jason smiled before he wheeled Tommy out of his room. He would make sure that his boy didn't lose the strength to fight.

TBC