Chapter 24-Therapy, and Not the mind Kind
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The week seemed to drag on for Beni with her only sources of entertainment being the occasional visit from Bucky (Even though she told him he didn't have to come back if he didn't feel comfortable doing so) and bad TV. She almost praised the day when her first physical therapy day came, but then she remembered something.
It was physical therapy.
Doctor Who came in around eleven in the morning with a wheel chair. It kind of confused her as to why she needed a wheel chair if she was going to be walking in a few minutes, but Beni didn't protest as she slid into the wheelchair without standing up. Add that to the list of things she is able to surprisingly do on her own without fucking up.
She sighed boredly while the doc pushed her into an elevator and took her down to the first floor where the gym was. It wasn't long after that she was being greeted to the therapists, Wally and Barry. Wally was scrawny and buff at the same time, and had red hair, and was about a foot shorter than Barry, who was tall and a little muscular, but nowhere near Bucky or Steve's level. Both wore tank tops and basketball shorts. They both had extremely white smiles, and they seemed to be pretty nice.
"How's it going?" Beni asked as Wally pushed her wheel chair over to the wall with a walking bar.
"Pretty good. You?" Wally asked. God, he talked ninety miles a second. She almost wasn't sure if she could keep up. But then Beni remembered that she also had a fast mouth, and could make people blush in under a minute. But she wouldn't do that just yet. Not when she just met them. That was just plain rude in her book.
"So, did you serve anywhere?" Barry asked as he stopped next to the wall with the handle bar.
"I was a Marine for ten yeas, and I probably would have gone on longer if I hadn't lost my leg."
Wally and Barry both whistled simultaneously as Beni was suddenly stopped.
"That's a long time. Are you going to go back when all of this is done?"
"No, I wasn't really thinking about it."
"To scared? Tired?" Wally asked. She shook my head and smiled, taking his outstretched hand. He lifted her out of the wheelchair with ease, and she grabbed the handle bar connected to the wall when she swayed slightly.
"No," she said with a slight shake of my head. "I could go back if I wanted to. But I don't. I have someone here I need to take care of."
"Ooh, is it your boyfriend?" he teased. Beni felt her face heat up a little bit and took a step forward with her real foot.
"No. But my friend did hit him with his car, and he ended up kind of staying at my place."
Barry laughed, and she took another step with my metal foot, almost falling as she did so. Wally helped her regain her balance, and she gave him an extremely thankful smile. If he hadn't caught her free hand then she would be eating the carpet right about now.
"Thanks," she said.
"No problem. You know, most people aren't so enthusiastic as you are," Wally replied.
"I've been wanting to walk again for a very long time," she answered honestly as she slowly took two more steps, only partially falling this time.
She looked up and past Barry's head where the entrance was, only to see a Bucky-like figure ducking his head and walking away. Her eyes were wide slightly, but she got an even bigger smile on her face, causing Barry and Wally to smile, too.
Beni knew it was Bucky. She would recognize that ass anywhere. It was downright sinful in the jeans he was wearing. Well, that and he had his brown hair in a ponytail. She was happy that even when Bucky wasn't there, he was still there, whether it be in her head or just around the corner, watching from a distance.
He had her back, and she couldn't be more thankful.
Bucky was smiling as he watched Beni being lifted out of her chair by a red head, and was swelling with pride when she took her first step. But it took all of his willpower to not rush over and help her up when she fell and the red head caught her. He tried ignoring the small stab of jealousy. He was always the one helping Beni when she needed it. Not anybody else. And she never gave anyone but him as many smiles as she was giving those two. He clenched his fists in his leather jacket.
He stayed for a few minutes longer, watching Beni walk. It was one of the happiest things he'd ever seen, and judging from the smile on her face, it was the happiest thing in her life at the moment. Bucky was happy for her, and he found himself smiling just as wide as her.
When he saw her lifting her head up Bucky quickly ducked his head and left, practically feeling her eyes on him. He could feel his face heat up ever so slightly as he quickly walked out of the hospital and back to Beni's old motorcycle. She had told him she could drive it to and from wherever he went until she needed it, or until he got his own. Her Harley was a dark green with a dark blue trim, and had probably the best stereo he had ever listened to.
He didn't bother turning the radio station, even if he didn't like the song. Beni had left it on that certain station, so he was not so keen on changing it. That would just be an asshole move, and he knew she had had plenty of those lately, with her knew lizard powers and all.
He put on his sunglasses as he mounted the bike, and then the helmet, which was just plain black with small dark blue swirls in the back near his neck. That was the only design on the helmet.
He found himself smiling the entire way home.