"Home sweet home" he says as Roman helps him through the front door. I carry his bag and watch as Roman leads him straight into the lounge, helping him settle on the sofa. I stand in the hallway, stuck, unable to move my feet. "Tor?" Seth says from behind me. "I kinda need to get in." I nod and move slightly, allowing him to squeeze past. Dean looks across and sees me standing there. "Doll?" he asks. "You coming in or taking up a new role as a doorstop?" I shake my head. "It's weird being here" I say. "It's been nearly six months since I've been here." He nods. "I know" he says quietly. "But it's where you belong." I smile, take a deep breath and walk in to the lounge. "It's good to be home" he says, watching as I sit opposite him. "It's been a long week. You look beat babe." I nod. "Kinda" I admit. "Like you say, it's been a long week. But hopefully now we can start getting you fit again." He smiles. "Go lie down" he says. I shake my head. "Someone has to stay with you" I say. "And these guys have to get to the airport. Randy will be here for them soon." "Is he bringing you some clothes?" he asks. I nod. "God knows what I'm gonna end up with" I say smiling. Roman looks at me. "He's here" he says. I nod and stand up, going outside to meet him.
"Hey princess" he says kissing me as soon as he gets out of the car. "Are you sure about this?" I nod. "Gotta start somewhere Randy" I say, smiling as he gets my bag out of the car. He shrugs me off when I go to take it from him. "Don't feel like moving back in is your only option" he warns. I nod. "I know" I say putting my arm around him. "It's just for while the guys are away. He can't be left alone." He nods and kisses my head. "Ro, Seth!" he calls. "You guys ready?" They appear in the doorway, shouting their goodbyes to Dean. Seth wraps his arms around me. "Any problems, call me" he whispers, kissing me goodbye. I nod and look at Roman. "What he said baby girl" he says softly. "Any time, day or night, I'm only a phonecall away." I nod and kiss him gently. "Thanks guys" I say, watching as they get in the car. Randy beeps the horn as he drives away. I watch until I can see the car no more, then step inside and shut the door.
"Tor" Dean calls from the lounge. I snap out of my trance and look at him. "Can I get a bottle of water?" he asks awkwardly. I nod and head for the kitchen, grabbing him a bottle and taking it to him. He's halfway off the sofa when I get to him. "What the hell are you doing?" I ask, dropping the water and helping him lie back down. "I was going to get the water" he says simply. "I asked if I could get it, not you. I'm sick of lying down, it's all I've done for the last week!" "Well" I say kissing his head. "You shouldn't go looking for trouble and get yourself stabbed then, should you?" He shakes his head. "Lie with me babe?" he asks softly. I shake my head. "Theres no room" I say. He nods. "I have a tv in the bedroom now" he says. "Would you lie with me there?" I look at him awkwardly. "Please Tor?" he begs. I groan. "Ok" I finally say, going to help him up from the sofa. He hits my hands away. "You can't pick me up" he says, leaning on the sofa and pushing himself up. He stands awkwardly and I watch as he makes his way to the stairs. "Coming?" he asks over his shoulder. "Yeah" I say. "I'm just gonna put your laundry in and lock up. Won't be long." He nods and starts going upstairs. I watch as he disappears into the bedroom before I go into the kitchen.
Ten minutes later I'm heading up the stairs to join him. I stand on the landing for a while before going into the bedroom. He's led on the bed in just his boxers. The strapping around his stomach is starting to come loose. He's picking at it. "Leave it" I say walking in. He shakes his head. "I need the air to get at it babe" he moans. "I need it to dry out now." I shake my head but leave him to it and head into the bathroom. When I come out, he's got the strapping off. I can't help but stare at the ugly wound marring his stomach. He only had the drain taken out of it today, and it's oozing a little. He wipes it with the dressing then throws the dressing on the floor. "Man I need a shower" he groans. "Well" I say, holding my nose for emphasis. "I didn't want to tell you and hurt your feelings..." He laughs and throws a pillow at me. "Swine" he says laughing. I smile and pull my top off, heading to his closet and stealing a shirt. He smiles. "That's my girl" he says, watching as I pull my shorts off before lying on the bed with him. He puts his arm around me and pulls me closer to him. "I've missed this" he admits. "This bed always felt too big without you in it..." "You saying I'm fat, Ambrose?" I tease. He groans. "No" he says. "But being in here without being able to hold you killed me. I spent most nights on the sofa." I look at him and he nods. "Well" he says. "The sofa or Olaf's room. I just didn't want to be in here." I cuddle into him, kissing his chest and trying not to look at the wound. It's ugly, it doesn't belong on his perfect body. He turns the tv on and we cuddle for ages. "I love you so much" he whispers just as I'm drifting off to sleep. His hand moves down and settles on my stomach. "You too Olaf" he says. I chuckle as he gets kicked again. "I'm sure he knows it's papa" I say. He nods. "My hand has been there for most of the past week" he says. "He's gotta know by now." I smile and settle down again. "Shit" I say standing up. He frowns as I go downstairs. "What are you doing?" he yells after me. I grab a bottle of water and his pain meds. Whether he likes it or not, he's taking them tonight. I take them up to him and he smiles. "You forgot the nurses outfit" he smirks. I shake my head and hand him the water and the tablets. He takes them and puts the water on the nightstand. "Happy now?" he asks. I get back into bed and nod, kissing him gently. It's not long before he's snoring lightly. I smile and turn the tv off before settling down to sleep too.
He's watching me when I wake up the next morning. I smile and kiss him gently. "Morning doll" he says, kissing me. I watch as he leans down and gently kisses my stomach. "Morning Olaf" he whispers. I smile and wait for him to lie back down. "We, uh, well, I have to pop out today" I say awkwardly. He looks at me and raises an eyebrow. "Oh so you're gonna leave me?" he asks. I nod. "Doctors appointment" I say. "Have to check that everything is ok with our little Olaf." "I'm coming" he says straight away. I shake my head. "Don't fucking deny me this doll" he groans. "I haven't been to one appointment. Even Roman has been to more than me." I sigh. "Babe you need to rest" I say. He shakes his head. "I'll rest when I know everything is ok with my wife and our baby" he says slowly standing up. I groan. I know there's no point arguing with him. I watch as he heads for the bathroom and sigh when I hear the shower running. I take a deep breath and head for the guest bathroom. This is gonna be a long day.