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Finally Grant started his rehab. After two months lying in the bed, he lost a lot of muscles especially in the legs and the abdomen. He could barely recognize himself when he first looked at the mirror. The face he saw in the mirror reminded him the 15 years boy he once was. Before he even realized, his whole body was shacking. He tried to suppress, but he failed and it became more obvious. He did not understand why he was so nervous and he hated to lose control of his emotion. He never panicked unless it was related to his family, which he also managed to hide well.
"Hey, Grant. Relaxed. Do not worry. We will just have a talk with the doctor and let him make a plan. That is it. Nothing to worry about, baby."
Skye's words did not comfort Grant much. He hated this body that did not listen to him any longer. He really just wanted to punch the anger out of the sand bags and he could not do this either. Out of frustration, he removed Skye's hand from his should and buried his face into his hands.
"Baby, I know you are frustrated, but we need to see this doctor and we can work from there, OK? Shall we go now?"
He nodded but he still kept his face in the hands. He did not need to know the ways people might look at him. He could not stand those eyes and he sadly realized he never changed. If he lost the ability to protect even himself, what was he now? Could he ever pay back the debts to the team or just get more debts from the team?
The doctor looked like a nice and approachable person, so it eased his anxiety a little bit. Although he gave a lengthy speech about the plan, Grant only remembered a few keys sentences, such as "our goal is to ensure you can live on your own." Skye was way more active in the discussion than Grant was. He did not recognize any of words both said, instead he was looking at Skye's face and her big watery brown eyes. These eyes caught him off guard the first time they met and enabled him to spill out some truth about his feeling towards her. There was no truth serum, but her beautiful eyes served the same purpose to him.
"Grant! Have you ever listened to what doctor said about your rehab plan?"
"No. I was busy looking at you."
"I am flattered, but you need to pay attention. This is the important stuff."
Nothing was more important than you, Grant mumbled. He had gone through several physical therapies in the past. Although the past results were great, he knew these therapies would only help you that much. He did not have much faith in this rehab plan. Nor did he want to. Having less hope would help him if the plan did not improve his body function much.
"Grant, the weather is excellent now. Do you want to go outside and enjoy the weather?"
"No, just get me back to the room."
"Grant, you have been in that room for more than 2 months. See how pale you are now. You need some sunshine and it will make you happier."
Despite his opposition, Skye wheeled him outside the building to the little garden. The weather was indeed quite good. The temperature was probably 80F and he could even smell the scent of grass, which reminded him the LIMO. If he could turn the time back, would he make the same choice? Honestly, he did not know now.
When they were back to the room, Grant watched Skye unbuckle the constraint/safety belt from the wheelchair and helped him get back to bed by providing support under his arm. After he was back to the bed, Skye took off his shoes and began massaged his feet. She did all these things so naturally, which horrified Grant. He did not save her so she could do all things for him. He wanted Skye to have a well-deserved decent life, not a life as his personal nurse. He knew how much Skye loved to be with Coulson's team. She thought it was her only family. However with him in such condition, she would definitely spent most of her time with him, which would cause trouble when everyone else still hated him.
"Robot, you are so silent today. Anything wrong? Don't worry. We will help you get better and I will always be here, with you."
"What about your job? Skye, I do not need you to stay with me every second. Go finish your assignments and enjoy team bonding or whatever off time with your team. I can handle myself or nurse can help me too."
"Grant, you are really off today. You just start your rehab and it will be a long and hard process. How can I leave you in such time? I want to be here and support you to overcome every obstacle. I know I have talked tons of shit to you and I regret every word I said. Can you just give me a chance to restart this relationship? Please!"
Grant could not look at Skye's eyes. It was too painful for him. He wanted to keep Skye away, but he also knew it would not work, at least for now. He needed someone to support him, but he did not want limit Skye. As a field agent and hacker, she had great potential and he did not want to be the one that stopped her from rising.
"Coulson already granted me 1 month break, so stop worrying about my job. Coulson recruited a lot of new people last year and he can find someone for my spot. Here is the only place I want to be, so do not try to kick me out. It does not look like your style at all. You always wanted me to be with you in the past and you were willing to do anything for this purpose. I just do not understand you now."
She fell asleep lying on top of Grant's leg. He knew she had limited sleep because she always checked his situation and monitored his status. After two major surgeries, his situation had been like riding roller coasters and finally became stabilized over a week ago. Like him, she lost a lot of weight over the past few months. He wanted to kiss her, however his lower back hurt so much that he gave up trying bend down. He just sat there and watched her sleeping.