It was the same thing every day. The same routine. Mirajane would make sure she was awake by 10:00, than fed her breakfast. She would be carried to the bathroom were Mirajane would help her use the toilet and bathe her. Then back to her hospital bed where she would be clothed, have lunch, then take a nap. When she woke up from her nap Levy and Lucy would come and read to her, and leave a few books for her to read on her own. The Master would sit and talk with her some. Then Mirajane would change her bandages, give her diner, and take her to the bathroom one last time before helping her to fall asleep. This is how it had been every day for the past week.
The shock from losing the ability to move her legs had slowly begun to leave her, but Wendy would still cry to herself every now and again, usually at night when the only one with her was Charle. She hadn't been into the guild hall at all. Since she couldn't even get to the bathroom on her own, everyone would always just come and visit her. She was happy that they would, but she still just wanted to join them outside of this little room. The biggest joy Wendy got in her days was when she would look out the window next to her bed and watch everything move past her. She could wave to people as they left for missions and be the first one to welcome them back. Also, there was a little bird's nest in the tree that was right there. And every morning, she could watch as the little baby birds got up and flew around.
"How are you feeling Wendy?" Lisanna asked as she entered the room. Lisanna would always come and take care of her when Mira was too busy at the bar. Whenever she was her, Wendy got to hear about all of the crazy things that had been going on in the guild hall. Fights, gossip….fights.
"I'm ok." Wendy smiled softly, but she could never hide the hint of sadness in her voice. She hated being pushed into such a lonely room. She wanted to go out and joke around with everyone else. But she couldn't do that just yet.
"That's good." The white haired mage sat down in the chair next to the bed, taking her sister's usual place. "You just need to hold on a bit longer."
"What do you mean?" Wendy was puzzled. The second she asked, Lisanna had covered her mouth as if she had said something she shouldn't have. Wendy only grew more confused. What in the world was being hidden from her? And why? Even if it was a secret, who would she tell? The only people who ever came to talk to her were the kind of people who would be starting rumors, not spreading them.
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Lisanna waved the question away. "Anyways, you ready for your bath?"
"Yep." Wendy threw the sheets off of her and allowed the white haired girl to put one arm under her lifeless legs, and another under her shoulders, then carry her bridal style into the bathroom. Wendy would always be seated on the toilet before Lisanna would help her to lift up her dress and pull down her underwear. As Wendy sat using the bathroom, Lisanna would lift the dress over the young girl's head, and unwrap all of the bandages. When she was done, Wendy would then be carried and placed in the bathtub.
Wendy was happy that she could at least mostly bathe herself. The only thing she really needed help with was turning on the water, and washing her back. Since her arms worked just fine, she was able to shampoo her own hair and suds up her own body, but Lisanna or Mirajane would always help her wash it off. But she was fine with that.
When the bath was done, she was carried back to her bed, where she was redressed and her bandages were reapplied. By this time, Mirajane had finished her duties and happily sat drying and brushing through Wendy's long blue hair. Wendy sat and listened to the two sisters' talk. It was always nice to have them around, but she was a bit tired of hearing about the newest girls' gossip. Wendy had never cared for that kind of thing. She was pretty sure that she was just a bit too young to understand the importance, but for now, she didn't care about it.
As the three girls were talking, Erza came walking into the room. Instead of her usual armor, she was just wearing her white button down shirt and blue skirt. Since it had been pretty hot the week before, Wendy figured that the red headed mage must just be hot. Boiling in that armor in the heat of the summer couldn't be good for anyone, even Fairy Tail's own Titania.
"Hello Erza." Wendy smiled at the beautiful mage.
"Good evening Wendy." Erza gave a slight smile back. "How are you today? Feeling any better?"
"A bit." The little girl shrugged. "But not too much."
Erza gave a small nod. Then she turned to Mirajane and whispered something in her ear. When a grin appeared on the women's face, Wendy thought that it was just a new piece of juicy info. But that idea slipped away the second Erza began to shift Wendy so that her limp legs hung over the side of the bed. Then she crouched down in front over the girl, and made a gesture for her to climb on. After a few moments of questioning what was going on, Wendy leaned forward and locked her arms around Erza's neck. She was slightly surprised when the reequip mage suddenly stood up. Since she couldn't feel Erza's arms supporting her lower half, she had the strange feeling as if she was about to fall.
"Where are we going?" Wendy asked nervously.
"Out." Erza said as she began to walk towards the door. Lisanna had already gone ahead of them, and Mira stood closely behind, ready to catch Wendy in case she did fall. Wendy cold help but feel excited as she went through the door to the guild hall for the first time in weeks.
"Wendy!" Natsu called out and waved to the girl as he saw Erza carrying her into the large room. He ran up to her, with Lucy and Gray at his heals. Many of the others began to join in the small mob of a group that was now forming around the two girls.
"Out if the way." Erza commanded. As she did, a path way to one of the nearby table cleared up. The scarlet haired girl walked over and slowly placed Wendy on the bench, allowing her to lean against the table for support.
"It's great to see you out here Wendy." Lucy said as she took the seat next to the smaller girl.
"It's great to be out here." Wendy cheered. Anyone could hear the excitement in her voice.
"I'll bet that tiny room was getting pretty stuffy." Gray chimed in. Even though he was for some reason without a shirt, Wendy was happy to see him. None of the guys in the guild visited her that much. Gray and Natsu had actually been banned for a while because they had started fighting during a visit.
"Yes. But it wasn't bad." Wendy half lied. She really did not like that room. But it wasn't because it was stuffy, or hot, or anything like that. But because she could leave it. She was stuck in there for near 2 weeks, so it had grown boring.
"It's great that you're outside now." Lucy smiled.
"I was wondering when you would." Said a voice from behind. Wendy managed to turn her head enough to see Levy.
"Me too." Wendy nodded at the girls.
"Oi." Gajeel's much louder voice broke through, getting everyone's attention. He motioned with his head off to the side.
Wendy followed the iron dragon slayers gaze. That's when she saw it. Elfman was had just carried it in, and was putting it down. It was a wheelchair. Just like the ones you'd see in a hospital. A deep black seat, and silvery sleet bars that held it together. Wendy found herself being picked up once again by Erza, and carried over to the chair on wheels. She was carefully situated in the chair before she was given any space. She examined that chair from her seat in it.
"When did you. How did you." The blue haired girl couldn't finish forming any of her questions. She felt her eyes slowly tear up, but bit her lip, trying to keep them in.
"Try moving some." Mirajane encouraged the girl.
Wendy looked at the bars on the large wheels. She reached down to grip them on both sides, then gently pushed forward. As she did, she found that the chair moved with her. The people around her began to clear away as she rolled slowly threw the hall. She finally got to enjoy moving around on her own. It was a bit awkward feeling, but Wendy couldn't help but laugh and smile.
As it began getting late, and people started heading home, Mirajane took hold of the handle bars on the back of the wheelchair and pushed Wendy back into the medical room. She lifted Wendy out of the chair and helped her into the bed and under the covers.
"Thanks again Mirajane." Wendy said as she lay down, slowly falling asleep.
"Of course." Mira patted Wendy's head and tucked her in. "Good night."