RICKY'S POV:
Brax and I arrived home later that afternoon, both of us having picked Casey up from school, something which he was thrilled about…
"Case, can you go and get changed please?" I questioned
"And then can I play out in the garden till dinner?" he asked
I nodded my head, signalling yes, smiling warmly as he hurried into his bedroom…
"Someone's happy to have you back" I chuckled, wrapping my arms around Brax's waist from behind as he stared out of the kitchen window
"I'm happy to be back" he admitted, placing his hands over mine
"You're just worried about your Mum, aren't you?" I inquired
"How can I not be?!" he questioned, raising an eyebrow at me as he turned to face me "she's unconscious, and we don't know who did it"
"Maybe we should contact the police?" I suggested
"I wanna wait and see what Mum has to say before I do anything" he replied
"Okay" I stated, leaning up on my tiptoes, pressing a kiss against his lips
BRAX'S POV:
"You don't know how much I'm appreciating being in bed right now" I admitted to Ricky as I climbed into bed as she walked out of our en-suite bathroom
"I think I do" she replied "because I know how uncomfortable hospital chairs can be"
"Sorry" I sighed
She smiled at me weakly and climbed into bed besides me… "It's nice to have you home"
"It's nice to be home" I replied, wrapping my arms around her tightly
"What're you gonna do tomorrow?" she questioned
"There's no point me being there day after day if there's no change, so I'll ring the hospital in the morning and see what they've got to say" I informed her "and then I'll decide"
"We're also going to need to start thinking of this one soon" she admitted, placing her hand on her stomach "before we know it he'll be here"
"I haven't forgotten about either of you, don't worry" I assured her "we'll get sorted"
She smiled at me warmly and leant up to kiss me, my hand cupping her cheek, deepening the kiss… "It really is nice having you home"
I chuckled and kissed her once again… "Let's get some sleep, yeah?"
She nodded her head in agreement and snuggled down, her head resting on my chest as I reached up and switched the bedside table light off, both of us quickly falling into a deep sleep…
No change in Cheryl's condition and poor Brax has got a lot on his plate!