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K is for Knee:

Beck knew most of Jade's secrets. She really didn't hate the world; it was just a front to prevent pain. She would still sleep with her baby blanket if she needed comfort and he wasn't around. She was deathly afraid of snakes. And, probably the one that got her into the most trouble, the fact that Jade West was one of the clumsiest people in the world. Not a week would pass when she wouldn't trip, fall, twist her ankle, or run into something. Beck had gotten used to dealing with her clumsiness and tried to help her as much as he could to prevent her from getting seriously hurt.

However, on this particular occasion, she was at her own house by herself. She had been carrying a basket of laundry down from her room when she tripped on a sheet that was hanging out of the basket. She tumbled down the stairs, hearing a crack and feeling a shooting pain through her leg. She cried out in pain, lifting her sweatpants to look at her knee. It had already started to swell. She was so glad she hadn't put her jeans on yet because it would have been worse to have it more compressed.

She tried to get up, but the pain was unbearable. She felt faint when she tried to stand so she sat back down and put her head on her knee that wasn't in searing pain. After a few seconds, the feeling passed. However, she was still in unbelievable pain. She reached into her pocket for her phone, only to remember she had left it upstairs on her night stand. She looked at her watch. It was 6:30 am. Beck would be there in a half an hour and maybe he could help her.

She sat on the floor, tears in her eyes. She knew she should put ice on her knee, so she scooted as best she could across the floor. She managed to make it into the kitchen, going to the freezer and grabbing an ice pack that was thankfully on the bottom shelf. She tried to put it on her knee, but pain shot through her and she cried out in pain.

She looked at her watch again. It was now 6:45. She knew she only had to wait fifteen more minutes for Beck, but her knee was hurting so badly. She dragged herself back to the living room and grabbed a pillow of the couch, putting her head on it. Tears were still in her eyes.

Beck arrived about five minutes later, honking his horn like he did every morning. She knew he would come knock on the door if she didn't come out. Sure enough, about a minute later, he knocked on the door.

"Use your key," she called as loud as she could. She heard him fumbling with his keys and opening the door quickly, racing in. He ran to her as soon as he saw her.

"What happened?" he asked, kneeling down next to her.

"My knee," she said, "I fell down the stairs and I think I cracked it. It hurts so badly."

"How long ago did this happen?" he asked, lifting her sweats to look at it and wincing when he saw the swelling and bruising that had started.

"Only about a half an hour ago," she said, "But I think I need to go to the hospital. It hurts really badly."

"A half an hour!" Beck said, "Why didn't you call? I could have been here in five minutes."

"I know," she said, "But my phone is all the way upstairs and I can't walk."

"Oh, babe," he said, getting up, "I'll go grab your phone and purse and then we can go. You gonna be alright?"

"Yeah," she said.

He ran up to her room, grabbing her stuff along with a pair of slip on shoes and a jacket. He went back downstairs, helping her into the jacket and carefully put the shoes on, apologizing profusely as she let out a cry of pain when he moved her leg.

"I'm so sorry," he said as he picked her up.

"Don't worry about it," she said, "I'm fine."

He got her into his truck as carefully as possible and drove to the hospital. When they got there, he got a wheel chair and helped her out of the car. She got checked in and then they waited for two hours to see a doctor. Jade had fallen asleep as the adrenaline wore off and her body tried to avoid the pain.

Finally she was called back. Beck pushed the wheel chair. She was almost immediately taken for x-rays and it was revealed she had crack her knee cap. The good news was, she didn't need surgery. The bad news was she had to wear a cast for the next two months and was in a wheel chair for two weeks until the swelling went down.

He took her to his RV as soon as they finished casting her. He helped her into the RV, and carefully laid her down on the bed. He climbed in carefully next to her, rubbing her back until she fell into a deep sleep, head resting on his chest while he carefully avoid touching her knee.

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