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Safe Haven: Chapter Fifteen

Chava's POV

My head feels fuzzy and there is a throbbing sensation next to my temples. I slowly open my eyes to see Mum, Poppi, and the three other people staring down at me with concerned looks. Putting a confused look on my face, I turn my face to see myself on the ground. Realization hits me and I begin to slowly rise. Mum holds on to my arm while Poppi gently places his hands on my back to help me up. I look at the other three to see the Gothic girl, who I believe is Amy, leaning heavily against Mr. Gemcity. His arm is around her and her head is somewhat in the crook of his neck.

They look cute together. I need to find out if they are a couple.

'Really?! You had a seizure; your mum is probably freaking out and you are thinking about matchmaking?'

Oh hey, conscience. Long time, no listen. '

Really! Really? You are just an ungrateful little bugger, aren't you? And after all the great advice I have given you, too!'

Hey! I am grateful for many things! Just not your advice.

'Ha ha. Very funny.'

Oh shut your trap. You woud say the same to me.

'Ah... Oh your right.'

I thought so.

Anywho, while I was spacing out apparently somebody asked me a question that I did not answer, so everybody was looking at me strangely.

"Pardon me. I did not mean to do that." I hang my head with embarrassment. "I did not mean to scare you."

A small comes up to brush my hair away from my face. I peer up to see my mum looking at me with love and concern in her eyes.

"What happened, baby girl?"

"I have seizures every once and awhile. I had a minor spinal cord injury last year and another time four months ago." A collective gasp spreads out around the group. "It's okay though. I am fine now." I rush to this get out and look at my mum again. There is a look of pity in her eyes now along with the others.

"How often is once in awhile?"

I bow my head as I hesitate to answer this question knowing that they weren't going to like my answer. I guess my silence was long enough to make her worry because when I look up again she has wide eyes and a pleading look in her eyes. I wince and hang my head in shame.

"Every day. Sometimes every six hours. Or when I wake up."

"Oh, honey," comes from the gothic girl as she sweeps me into her arms. "We will take care of you. Your Auntie Abby, Uncle Timmy, Grandpa Gibbs, your mommy, and poppi. You won't be left alone again. Okay?"

I nod as much as I can while patting her back. My ribs are killing me and she is crushing me but I don't want to hurt her feelings. Gradually, I begin to speed up the patting on the back. Pretty soon my hand is at the fastest it can go. I shoot a panicked look at my mum and dad only to see him comforting her. I swing my eyes around to see who I am guessing is "Grandpa" Gibbs. My eyes go wide and I can feel my face start to get red.

"Abby. She can't breathe."

She releases me quickly as I start gasping for air. After a few coughs, I sent her a weak but genuine smile.

"Thank you, Aunt Abby. For not leaving me alone."

She smiles widely at me and leans back into... Uncle Timmy? Not really sure if that is his name but okay. A tiny annoying beeping alarm sounded in the background. A sigh escapes my lips and I turn to Gibbs.

"Can you help me up?" He just nods and moves to get up. I hold my hand out expecting him to grab it. Instead, in one swift movement, I am lifted from under my legs and set in my wheelchair. I smile as I feel myself being pushed towards the wardrobe.

Tony and my mum appear in front of me and ask me what I need. I point to the box and to the hanging bag. Tony reaches down and grabs the box as Mum tries to snatch the bag off the hook but fails. I hear Poppi chuckle, see him set the box down again, and watch him grab her by the waist and hoist her up just enough to get the bag. She triumphantly holds it up while he sets her down. When he sets her down, he plants a kiss on the top on her head.

"AWWWW!" Aunt Abby and I say in unison. We look at each other and nod. It is like we are having the same thought. 'They are sooo cute together!'

I laugh and turn back towards mum and pop only to see them kissing.

"Ugh. Guys. Come on! We have to go! I am going to be late!"

Mum holds up her index finger and wraps her arms around daddy's neck. I roll my eyes playfully and watch as Gibbs leaves from behind me and slaps poppi on the head. A giggle escapes my mouth as poppi winces. Gibbs turns around, winks at me, and pushed me towards the stairs.

"Stop eatin each other's face off and get your as..."

"Ah. Ah. Ah," I interrupted him. He peers down at me with a pointed look.

"... get your butts to the car. We gotta go."

"There. Does that make you feel better, Mr. Grumpy Gills? Knowing that you made my day? Hmm?"

He just shakes his head and turns away from me. But I do not think that he realizes that I see him smirking. I laugh and turn my head around as Gibbs picks me up.

"Come on, people. Time to get this show on the road. Get your feet grooving and your bums moving." I pause and make a weird face. "That really does not work with my accent does it?"

When we get there, I go into the "dressing room", try a wash closet, with Abby and Mum. After we finish placing my hair back again and making adjustments on my outfit, they head out again. Mum stops at the door, turns around, and rushes back to me. She pulls me into a lion-hug and kisses my forehead. Looking into my eyes, she takes my hand and shows me her's. A S.U. is branded on her left hand just like mine.

"I love you, baby girl. Never forget that. I cannot wait to see what you can do, but you need to promise me something."

With my eyes starting to tear up, I nod.

"Do not strain yourself, okay? I just got you back. I do not want you leaving again." She gives me a watery smile and hugs me once more before walking backwards and heading out.

"You've got this. I believe in you, Ava.

With that she was gone. I sit there for a while staring at my hand. There is a knock on the door and an activities coordinator appears.

"You are on in five." She leaves me in my wheelchair.

After shooting up a prayer to God, I push myself out of my chair.

"It's showtime."

A.N. Sorry this is late, but I didn't get as many reviews as I would have like and I was extremely busy this week. But thank you to the people who reviewed! You guys rock! Hope you all are having a great week! Luvs ya!