This story is rolling out of me like nobody's business. I absolutely have to get it out.

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Day 18:

Ever since he said my name yesterday, I've been on a high. Feeling like everything will turn out alright. He hasn't woken up yet, but he's twitched a few times, to the relief of the doctors and me. That means he's not paralyzed. He's said my name a few more times in his sleep. Nothing more than a groan, or a sigh, but he said it.

Skye came and tried to get me to take a shower and leave him. But I couldn't leave him. Not for one second. Even if she insisted that I should look 'pretty' for him when he wakes up. I suppose part of her is right, but knowing Fitz, he could really care less.

Day 19:

He still hasn't woken up. I'm getting anxious. He's showing more and more brain activity every day, but I need him to open his eyes. I need to look into them, and have them stare back.

Day 20:

Leo said my name in his sleep again, and tears fell from his eyes, slowly down his face and pooled on either side of his head.

"I'm here Leo, I'm here," I cried as I grasped onto his arm for dear life.

I'm scared he's having nightmares too, and that I can't comfort him.

"I'm here, you're safe," I said over and over again, while wiping the tears from his face and whispering words of love in his ears. He made a choked sort of sound, like he was crying inside, but couldn't get it out.

I can't help but think he's trapped inside himself. Like a prison. And I don't know how to help him.

Day 21:

Skye brought May with her today, and they forced me to take a shower. I had to get Skye to stand on the other side of the curtain while I did, because the water streaming down my body was like something out of my worst nightmares. Maybe one day it will get easier.

No change with Leo today.

Day 22:

Today while I was holding Leo's hand, he squeezed mine. Not very firmly, but he did.

My Leo is coming back to me.

Day 23:

I can't wait to kiss him. Properly kiss him. Not just this one sided thing I've been doing while he lays there healing. I mean really kiss him. I want to feel his lips on mine. Why didn't I kiss him when I had the chance in the pod? I'm such an idiot.

I want to feel his breath on me, his arms around me, no space between us. Not anymore.

I've purposely not kissed his lips because I want it to be special, and I want him to remember it.

Or maybe….

Day 24:

Today I tried kissing him on the lips. I thought with our mutual love of Snow White, that it would somehow miraculously wake him. But it didn't. When I pressed my lips to his, his brain activity spiked though, and when I whispered 'I love you' against his lips, it spiked again and stayed that way the whole day.

I know he felt the kiss, and I know he heard me.

It's only a matter of time.

Day 25:

I started bringing books to the hospital to read to him. All his favourites. His brain activity is always high now, so I know he can hear me reading. I make sure to say a few times a day, 'You're the hero. Leo, you're my hero. Please wake up, I need you."

He keeps saying my name. The doctors are very pleased with his progress. They say it could be any day now that he wakes up. They expect him to make a full recovery.

Day 26:

Leo woke up today.

He didn't remember me.

I can't breathe.

Ok this was painful to write. But I had to.

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