A/N: Here is chapter 4, hope you like it. If there are any mistakes (grammar/spelling), let me know. Please read and review.

Thanks to Angel From Above Is Here for proofreading.

Three months had passed since Yuri's accident. Three months since he heard that he couldn't compete this season.

The first six weeks after his accident, he wasn't allowed to skate. Though, it was difficult, he had managed it. In those first six weeks he, also, had spoken with Victor about what they would do.

"Victor, what should I do? This was supposed to be my last season and then this happens." Yuri said in a sad voice.

"I know, I know." Victor said consolingly.

There was a pause, both thinking about what they could do from here on out. Victor was the first to suggest something.

"Why don't you just compete next season? You can retire after that if you still want to."

Yuri thought about it for a moment.

"Won't it be troublesome for you? I mean you'll have to be my coach for an extra year. A year which wasn't planned." Yuri asked uncertainly.

Victor liked the fact that Yuri, sometimes, could still turn into that insecure young man from four years ago.

"Why would that bother me? You are my husband and you know that if it was up to me, you wouldn't even be retiring." he said with a smile.

Yuri flung himself around his husband, happy to be able to stand on the ice one last time.

"I'll just have to think about two new programs." Victor said while he placed his finger at his mouth, something he did when he was thinking about something.

"What? Why?" Yuri asked. "I get that I'll need a new choreography for my short program but for my free program I can use the one from this season. They only saw the first part and I like that program."

Victor was a little reluctant, seeing as it was the quadruple salchow in this choreography that caused Yuri to fall. However, thinking about it and seeing Yuri so happy, he agreed with him.

"You're right. We'll do it this way: a new choreography for your short program and we can use this season's free program for next year."

After those first six weeks had passed, Yuri was ecstatic to get back on the ice to skate. He had missed it, even if it was only for a couple of weeks.

The first four weeks he went back to his training, they left out the more difficult jumps. Focusing mostly on the step sequence and the easier jumps and combinations. Though, Yuri had promised to avoid the more difficult elements for another couple of weeks, he wanted to start practising them again. He always had been fairly impatient.

So, the past two weeks, they had begun to start doing some of the more difficult elements in the program: his triple – triple combination, triple – single – triple combination and even a quadruple flip. However, Yuri wanted to practise all of his jumps, seeing as this time it definitely would be his last season, every element needed to be perfect.

Victor, however, was very reluctant to let him perform his quadruple jumps, especially the quad salchow. He was already doubting his decision of letting Yuri practice the quadruple flip.

Every time Yuri would come to him to suggest they practice the salchow, he would find an excuse and say that all the other elements needed to be perfect before they would get to practicing the salchow.

After two weeks of these excuses, Yuri was tired of it. He wanted to practice and he wanted to practice good. So, when Victor told him to start his free program from the top but without doing the quadruple salchow, he ignored him. At least, he ignored the part of not doing the salchow.

When Yuri finished his performance, with the quadruple salchow, he looked at Victor to see what he thought about it. However, he only saw Victor with an almost angry look on his face.

"Victor?" he asked uncertain.

"Let's stop for today and go home." Victor said and before Yuri had the chance to say anything, Victor had already left.

The rest of the day Victor didn't say a word to Yuri. Not while they were walking home together, not during dinner and not during their walk with Maccachin. When they were getting ready to go to bed, Yuri, finally, decided to say something about it.

"Victor, is there a problem? Are you mad at me? Did I do something?"

He didn't get a response.

"Did I do something during practice?"

He still didn't get a response. He thought back on when Victor's mood had switched and realised it was, indeed, during practice. Thinking further back on it, he thought he knew what the problem was.

"Is this about the quad salchow I did during practice, even though you said I couldn't?"

Victor froze for a moment and Yuri knew that he had hit the nail on the head.

"That's all? You're mad at me for practicing a jump?" Yuri asked a little annoyed. "That one jump is the reason you didn't say a word to me all day? It's just a jump."

Here, Victor turned his head and looked at Yuri with such an intensity, Yuri felt his hair stand on end.

"'Just a jump? That's all?'" Victor repeated Yuri's words. "It's not just a jump, Yuri. That jump was the reason I almost lost you!"

Yuri was taken aback by his outburst. He didn't know what to do, how to react. Victor always was the type to stay calm, even on the off chance that they got into an argument.

"Three months ago, that jump landed you in the hospital. I thought I was going to lose you. In that moment my heart felt like it was made of glass and that with the tiniest push, it would break. And you say that 'it's just a jump'. Every time you want to practice that jump, I think it will turn out like three months ago: with you in the hospital. Only maybe, now they can't save you."

While he said this, tears had filled his eyes and a few had managed to escape.

Hearing this, Yuri made his way around the bed towards his husband and put his arms around him, enveloping him in a hug.

He hadn't known that he had felt like this these past few weeks. He felt guilty for doing the salchow, now that he had heard what was on Victor's mind and how he felt. He could only imagine what it would feel like if your other half had an accident and was lying in the hospital while you were powerless and could only stand there and wait. He wouldn't know what he would do, what he would feel if anything ever happened to Victor.

He tightened his hold on Victor and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I'm so sorry."

There was a moment of silence. A moment when they just stood there, hugging each other.

Yuri was the first one to speak again.

"I don't mean to hurt you but you do know that I'll have to do that jump eventually, right?" he asked tentatively.

"I know. But I can't help but be afraid. I just think that this time, if you fall, you won't come back to me."

"That's never going to happen. You know I always come back to you. I mean, how could I not come back to you? So, don't worry about that." Yuri said, trying to comfort his husband.

After a small pause, Victor composed himself and said, "Okay, you're right. Eventually you'll need to do that jump so we need to practice it. However, we'll do it on my terms. We'll do it slow and step by step, I don't want to risk anything."

While saying this, he hugged Yuri a little tighter and pulled him closer.

"Okay, your terms." Yuri said in a calm voice with a small smile on his face, happy that everything was out in the open and that they had worked things out.