DISCLAIMER: Nope not mine. The song "I'll Walk" belongs to Bucky Covington.

SUMMARY: Kim's recovery from her back injury is proceeding at an amazing rate. Will she and Tommy be able to hold it together?

A/N: I know that it's been forever since I updated this one but here you go guys.

Tommy and Jason returned from their sparring session just fifteen minutes after the girls had left Kim alone in the room. Trini ran to Jason and threw herself into his arms. Jason looked up at Tommy puzzled.

Aisha walked up a little more calmly and explained what had happened at the mall. Tommy turned toward Kim's room and almost stormed towards it. Aisha ran in front of him. "Tommy, calm down. She needs you calm enough to remind her that they don't mean anything. You have to be gentle with her. She's probably been crying since we left the room."

He nodded and took a deep breath. "You're right, Sha. I have to be her shoulder to lean on." He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths before placing his hand on the doorknob.

Walking into the room, he saw the woman he loved nearly sitting up on her bed but asleep with tear tracks streaking her face. He sat down on the bed and brushed a hand down her cheek. "Hey, beautiful."

She stirred and turned into his hand. He smiled as she demonstrated her faith in him. Leaning over, he pressed a kissed to her temple and sat down in the chair next to her, thinking of how proud he was of her and remembering the applause that had rung out when she had stood on that platform to receive her medals.

FLASHBACK

The women's gymnastics medal ceremony had been postponed by almost two weeks in order for Kimberly to attend. Tommy had waited next to her wheelchair as the other gymnasts were called forward to take their places on the podium.

"And first place, the gold medal in floor exercises goes to – Kimberly Hart!" The crowd went wild as Tommy picked her up and stepped onto the podium with her.

"Now, handsome." She smiled at him as he gently lowered her feet to the podium. The crowd went silent as she gained her balance but, certainly enough, she did it and the crowd went wild again as she stood on her own two feet and bent her head to receive her first medal of the day.

The same thing happened for the beam and the vault. She took gold in the beam and silver in the vault.

But when the time came for the team all-around medals, she wasn't sure if she should join her team on the podium or not. "Come on, Kimberly. We'll hold you up." All of her teammates helped to support her as she stood with them to receive the all-around gold.

She had been exhausted when the ceremony was over but she tried not to show it. Tommy had carried her back to the car and carried her into the hospital.

When he went to lay her on the bed, he had to smile. She was already asleep.

FLASHBACK ENDS

And that had been before she had regained the feeling in her legs. She was still fighting and he could not be more proud of the woman he loved.

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The next morning, Tommy woke up next to the woman he loved yet again. She was smiling at him and already in her swimsuit.

"You're getting pretty good at surprising me, Beautiful," he smiled as he stretched.

"Well, it's not my fault that you sleep like the dead sometimes. Did Jason wear you out yesterday?"

"No. I heard about your little adventure to the mall yesterday though. Are you okay?"

Her head dropped for just a moment before looking back up at him. "I'm fine. Or at least, I will be." The shining smile that she gave him made him smile at her in return. He believed she would be just fine eventually.

"What's this?" He picked up the notebook that she had sitting beside her on the bed. "When did you write this?"

He read the words she'd written on the page. "This is really good, Beautiful. Do you have a tune to go with it?"

"Kind of. It sounded a little cheesy to me."

Tommy's head cocked to the side. "Sing it for me?"

Kim picked up her guitar and started strumming the tune that she had worked out for the song she'd started the night before.

"She said I'll walk

Please come and hold my hand

Right now I'm hurt and I don't understand

Let's just be quiet

And later we can talk

Please stay. Don't worry.

I'll walk."

"I love it, Kim. It sounds pretty awesome to me. I'll never forget standing there in the airport when Kevin got that phone call. Billy said that you were awake. I didn't know until we got here that you were blind as well as temporarily unable to walk. I'll never forget riding here, knowing that I should have been here as soon as the accident happened. Knowing that I should have asked Zordon for permission to teleport down here to be with you."

"That's good, Tommy."

He was puzzled. "What do you mean good?"

She picked up the notebook. "That's a good part for a verse. 'I never will forget that call or driving to the hospital where they told me her legs still would move.' That's really good."

"That's my girl. Writing a song to help deal with things."

"I felt the beginnings of this one coming on and decided I needed to get it written. Sometimes the songs just won't leave me alone until I write them down. It's kind of weird that way."

"Just goes to show how much talent you have." He bent over and kissed her forehead.

"Unfortunately, I can't use the gymnastics aspect."

"Prom night." Her puzzled look made Tommy laugh. "Try this. 'We were eighteen. It was prom night."

" 'We had our first big fight.' I like it. Good angle."

"Don't forget to mention the fact that I cried when I walked into the room."

"I could hear it in your voice." Her voice softened. "I remember asking Aisha if anyone had called you. And how I felt when I heard you by the door. I couldn't help but hope that it was you even though Sha had told me that no one had called you."

"I couldn't believe that you'd heard me. It took me by surprise." He chuckled. "I think Aisha knew that I was there. I don't know how but I think she knew."

"Tommy, do you think that this is somehow meant to be? That maybe this happened to bring us back together?"

"It's definitely possible. I just want you to know that I'm not leaving you alone."

Bowing her head to hide the tears in her eyes, she whispered, "Thank you."