A/N: I have a legitimate excuse for not updating. My computer thought it would be cool to stop working so we had to take it in to get it fixed and it took FOREVER. Well, not actually, but to me, it totally was. *sigh* Technology.

But I'm back and hopefully I can update more since my Driver's Ed is over! But...fastball is starting now :/ I can never catch a break haha.

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Ally POV

"Draw something cool."

"I'm running out of things to draw; I've taken up more than half of your cast already."

I shrugged. "You're creative. Think of something."

It had been two weeks since I had broken my ankle tripping over Maci's toy, and I gotta tell you, getting around was not a piece of cake. Austin would carry me up and down the stairs, even when I insisted on hopping. I think he was just nervous that I would break my other ankle. Wouldn't put it past myself to do just that. He was being a very good doctor, and he was a big help with Maci.

The wheelchair was helpful because I could carry Maci around easier, and I could use my hands for something useful instead of having to crutch around constantly.

"There, I'm done." Austin capped the marker he was using to draw on my cast and inspected his art. "I think that looks radical."

"Radical?" I giggled.

He grinned. "Yeah! Look at it."

He had drawn a big fancy treble clef and woven his name through it, right next to Maci's scribble that was her signature.

"Looks sweet," I approved. "Wanna paint my toes now?"

"Ha, no." He got up from his spot on our bedroom floor. "I have to start supper."

"Oooh, what are you making?" I said.

"Just for my favorite cripple, I'll make lasagna. With pickles on the side."

"You rock," I grinned. "Except if you call me cripple one more time, I'll boot you with this cast."

"You aren't booting me with anything, especially with that bad ankle. You'll make it worse," Austin replied.

"Then you better sleep with one eye open."

He pouted. "I can't sleep with one eye open."

I just shook my head. "Come on, let's go before we wake up Maci. She's having a terrible day and I'd really rather not have to deal with her at the moment."

I hauled myself from the bed but Austin stopped me when I went to hop. "No way, I'll carry you down."

I sighed. "Austin, I can hop down. Or slide down on my ass."

He shook his head. "You might slip and fall."

"Being extra cautious now, are we?" I said with a raised eyebrow.

"Exactly." He bent and scooped me up, heading out the door.

"I feel like a child," I muttered.

"Suck it up."

I scoffed. "Like I have a choice because you're going to keep doing it no matter what I say."

"Awe, you know me so well."

"I know you better than anyone," I said.

"True enough." When we got to the kitchen, he put me down carefully on one foot and I slid into my wheelchair.

"So what's the plan for tonight?" I asked as I wheeled over to the table.

Austin shrugged as he started taking stuff out for the lasagna. "Dez wanted to go out, but he ended up getting sick so I guess that's not happening anymore."

"How did he get sick?"

My boyfriend started laughing. "He made Trish mad a couple days ago and she didn't talk to or see him until yesterday. He said she just grabbed him and they started making out for some reason; I guess she didn't tell him she was really sick."

I shook my head. "The things that girl comes up with for revenge. It's a miracle Dez is still alive."

"Nah, Trish would never intentionally harm Dez." Austin paused. "I think."

"Well since you're not doing anything, want to watch movies?"

"Sure. What do you want to watch?"

"Pitch Perfect?"

"Oh my god, yes. I love that movie," Austin exclaimed.

"Clearly, since you watch it every weekend."

"It never gets old."

"That is true," I nodded. "Remember when you first met Rebel Wilson at the MTV Movie Awards?"

"How can I forget? She basically attacked me in a bear hug and told me how much she loved my music. And said some other dirty things," he told me. "I would rather not repeat them."

I laughed. "She means well. She's hilarious."

"It was an awesome experience," Austin agreed.

Pancakes trotted into the kitchen at that moment from the hallway and came over to me. "Hey girl." I scratched behind her ears. "Do I want to know what you were doing at the other end of the house?"

She wagged her tail at me before licking up my face, making me laugh. Sitting down in the wheelchair, I was almost her height when she was sitting down. She was a big dog in general, and she wasn't even two yet.

I gave her one last pat before she went over to Austin and sat obediently by the counter, staring up at him.

He glanced down at her while he preparing the veggies. "Staring at me like a suck up isn't going to get you food, Pancakes."

She let out a cross between a whimper and a bark. I don't even know how to explain it, but she did it whenever she wanted something and wasn't getting it. I'm telling you, she's a spoiled dog.

"Pancakes, no," Austin said.

She kept staring at him and scooching closer before he finally sighed and dropped a carrot down to her. "You're one spoiled dog, you know that?"

Pancakes was too busy happily munching on the carrot to notice that her "master" was chastising her.

"It's you who spoils her," I pointed out as I wheeled past him to the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

"It's not my fault she always gives me these big puppy dog eyes!"

"Kind of like the ones you give me when you want me to say yes to something?" I said with a raised eyebrow.

"Exactly."

I grinned before taking a sip of water.

"Oh, Elle Meadows called earlier."

The water that had just entered my mouth shot out like a geyser. "What?" I spluttered.

"Damn, now I have to clean that up," Austin whined.

"Why didn't you say something earlier?" I cried.

"I forgot," he shrugged. "She just said to tell you that the music video was in the editing stage and she'll call a couple of days before it's premiere."

"Try and remember to tell me these things, Austin."

"I do try. But that's the key word: TRY."

I shook my head and set the water bottle on my lap. "I'm going to read in the living room."

"Yep."

I wheeled through the kitchen door but hit the hallway wall. "Ow!"

Austin peeked his head through with a look of concern before he saw my state. He was trying not to laugh. "Again? That's the third time in two days."

"Wheeling this thing around is harder than it looks," I snapped.

"For someone as uncoordinated as you, yeah."

I whipped my water bottle at him, but he dodged it. It sailed back into the kitchen. "Your violent streak is showing."

"Go make supper."

"Are Aunt Flow and Uncle Tom visiting you this month?"

"Go away, Austin!"

"Alright, alright, I'm going."

I backed up and finally made it to the living room where my book was sitting on the coffee table. I hauled myself out of the wheelchair and flopped onto the couch.

As soon as I opened it, I heard Maci start crying and I groaned. "Austin, can you get her please?"

"Just a second," he called back.

"You don't want to make her madder than she already is."

"I know, Als, but I've got my hands full, I can't do two things at once!" I heard a pan drop and Austin let out a string of curses.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I felt bad for him. He had to do basically everything now. I tried to help as much as I could, but it was difficult with a bad ankle.

"I'm coming, Mace," Austin yelled as he passed the doorway to the living room and headed upstairs.

A few minutes later he came back down and walked in carrying her whimpering form.

"Hey, sweetie," I cooed as he handed her to me. "You just aren't having a good day, are you?"

She rubbed her watery eyes and started crying again, burying her face in my neck. I looked up at Austin. "I'll just sit here until she falls back asleep."

"Suit yourself. I'll finish supper." He walked out, but came back shortly after with a bottle. "This might help. She's clearly not going to eat anything."

"Thanks," I said gratefully as I took it from him.

It took a while, but after two kicks to the ribs, a hit to the face and neck, a full bottle, and a screaming fit later, Maci finally fell asleep.

"Supper's re-" Austin stopped when he came in and saw Maci asleep in my arms. He came over and gently took her. He glanced at my face. "What's with the red mark?"

"Maci hit me."

"Ouch." He bent to kiss her forehead softly. "Your mom is already hurt, I don't think you need to be adding to it," he whispered to her as he carried her back to bed.

I got back in my wheelchair and wheeled to the kitchen to wait. He came back down a minute later and sat across from me at the table.

"It smells great," I smiled. "And you even made a face out of pickles for me. You're a gem."

Austin grinned. "I figured you would like it."

We ate and made small talk, with Pancakes getting bits of scraps. Thats what happens when you spoil a pet. Well, that's what happens when Austin* spoils a pet.

After we cleaned up and loaded the dishwasher, I turned to my boyfriend. "Can you help me in the bath?"

He grinned. "Duh."

"Don't be sick," I said as I gave him a shove.

"Who said I'm being sick?"

"Your tone insinuated it."

He rolled his eyes and carried me up the stairs to the bathroom. He set me down and I stood putting pressure on one foot while I pulled my top off.

"Damn, I forgot a bag for your cast. I'll be right back." He left me to finish undressing and I wrapped myself in a towel before turning the water on. I sat on the edge with my good leg in the filling tub and waited for him to return.

He came back and I stuck my other leg out so he could wrap my cast in the plastic to prevent it from getting wet.

"There." Austin stood up and yawned.

I looked at him. "I can manage this myself, you should go rest. You look exhausted."

He scoffed. "And leave you alone in here so you can slip and break something else? Yeah, I don't think so. Come on, get in."

I rolled my eyes and slowly sat down in the warm water. "You're too paranoid. I won't slip, I'm sitting down."

"Naked, might I add," Austin smirked.

I reached over and punched the now laughing blonde. "Grow up!"

"You might slip, Als. I just want to make sure you're safe, and being in a slippery tub in a bathroom alone with a broken ankle is not my definition of safe. It's not anybody's definition of safe."

"Okay, okay, fine. You win." I held my hands over my eyes. "Can you pour water on my head?"

Austin grabbed a bucket and filled it with water before dumping it on me, causing me to shriek.

I grabbed my long drenched hair and moved it out of my eyes so I could glare at my boyfriend. "You could have done that I bit gentler."

"Awe, you're okay," Austin said.

I sighed. "Will you just pass me the shampoo?"

"Why don't I just shampoo your hair like last time?"

"Because you got it in my eyes last time!"

"Hey, that was an accident. You moved your head."

"Yeah, because you were about to drip shampoo down my forehead!"

Austin grabbed the shampoo and handed it to me. "Here."

"Thank you," I said as I took it and squirted some in my palm and started lathering it. "Quit staring at me."

"Can't help it. You are way too attractive. Especially naked."

"You've seen it all before," I smirked.

"Doesn't mean I don't like it any less," Austin replied.

I rolled my eyes."Okay, go."

He dumped water on my head again a couple times to wash out the shampoo before I repeated the cycle with conditoner.

When I finished, Austin helped me out before handing me a towel.

"You can go downstairs and get the movie ready while I change," I told him as I scrunched my hair.

"But I need to carry you downstairs."

"No, you don't. I'll slide down, Austin, it's fine."

"But-"

"Austin!"

He sighed and turned to go out the door, grumbling as he went. He threw out a "Be damn careful, Ally!" before I heard him walk downstairs.

I hopped to the bedroom and grabbed black sleep shorts and one of Austin's t-shirts before slipping them on and brushing out my hair.

It took me a minute to get down the staircase considering how big it was, it being grand and all, and the fact that I was sliding down on my butt, but I managed to get to the bottom without injuring myself. Again.

Austin left my wheelchair at the bottom for me so I sat down in it and wheeled myself to the living room. He was most likely in the kitchen making popcorn, so I just sat on the couch and wrapped myself in a blanket while I waited for him.

Sure enough, he came back with a big bowl of buttery popcorn, just the way we liked it.

"You saint," I said as he sat down beside me. I reached over and grabbed a handful before lying against his side in my blanket. He slid an arm around me. I was quite cozy.

"You can't watch a movie without popcorn," Austin smiled. "How's the ankle?"

"Broken."

"No, really?" He said. "I meant, how does it feel?"

I laughed. "I'm just teasing you. It feels fine, actually."

"Positive?"

"Yes, Austin, I'm positive."

"Just making sure you're not in pain or anything," he told me as he pressed play for the movie. "It was bad enough seeing you in it when we were at the hospital."

I leaned my forehead against his bicep. "I know. Thank you for looking after me, and everything else."

He kissed my head. "You know I'd do anything for you, Als."

Pancakes trailed in a few minutes into the movie and lied down at our feet. I reached over and scratched her behind the ears. "Hey girl."

"Shh!" Austin whispered.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

Him and his movies. Sheesh.

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