A/N: I am so sorry that I took FOREVER to update and that this chapter is so very short. I'm going through a little writer's block so just bear with me for the time being.
"Would you like to wheel yourself or would you like your boyfriend to wheel you?" my nurse asked me after everything had been settled and my parents had finally arrived to take me home. "Oh! Oh no, he's not my boyfriend," I managed to stammer before turning a shade of red that any tomato would envy. "I'm sorry honey, I sure didn't mean to embarrass you, but he doesn't seem like just a friend to me," She winked.
I don't think I could have been more mortified at that point but at least Joe wasn't in the room to hear. He'd gone to get me something to eat before the doctor talked to me and my parents once more before we left. However, Nick and Kevin were getting plenty of entertainment out of my nurse's little "mistake". "Oh man," Kevin managed to wheeze in between howls of laughter "I wish Joe had heard that! We wouldn't have let him live it down for weeks!" "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up Jonas but next time you do something embarrassing don't expect me to go easy on you!" I glared at them until they quieted down to a soft chuckle.
"DINNER IS SERVED!" Joe cried gliding into the room balancing a tray of what look like every food the cafeteria had ever served precariously on his palm. He winked at the uneasy way in which I was eyeing his hand, "Don't worry Rachel darling, I have it all under control!" I shot Nick a pleading glance and he walked carefully over to Joe and took the tray, placing it in my lap. "Awww man! You all never let me have any fun," Joe sulked. " Don't worry Joe," I promised ," You'll have plenty of fun the next five weeks being my personal slave," I smiled sweetly.
"You're lucky that that smile still works on me," He grumbled, pulling a chair up to my bed side. Nick and Kevin quietly left the room to find their parents. "That I am," I agreed. "Now do tell Mr. Jonas, what exactly have you brought me for this lovely meal?" "Why Ms. Smith, I do believe that I have provided an excellent mystery meat sandwich, a jello cup, lime of course," He added with a wink, "Some off brand chips, a brownie, and apple, and a sadly decarbonated soda. "Well then," I smiled, "We feast!"