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Wheeling himself around was a lot easier, and he quickly made his way to the room where Sara and Mick waited. They were sitting across for each other, heads bowed down, eyes to the floor.

Len tilted his head, this was the kind of gesture he had only seen in movies. It looked like they were worrying about him, they even looked like they were scared. Was this how friends and family was meant to act?

He managed to get halfway into the room before they noticed him. Their saddened stares were quickly replaced by smiles.

"Leonard, how are you feeling?" Mick's gravelly voice boomed across the room.

"Like someone kicked my knee backwards, broke my leg and stabbed my thigh like 20 times…" answered with a cold stare towards his cast clad leg. A grimace tugged at his eyes he tried to move his leg a little bit to the right.

Both Sara and Mick winced in sympathy.

"Anything I can help you with?" Sara asked as she squatted down beside him, leveling her eyes to his.

Leonard shook his head, "No, the leg will heal in its own pace… I just need to be patient and keep from moving too much for the next couple of months…"

"Look, even you don't have to be allergic to help…" Mick did nothing to hide how annoyed he was with his partner's silly stubbornness.

Leonard gave a short nod, not really committing to anything just yet. "We'll see…"

Sara wrapped her arms around Len's shoulders, and rubbed circles at one of his shoulders.

LOTLOTLOT

He could not remember anything feeling so comforting before. Sara's hand rubbing in a small circular motion against his left shoulder. It made his shoulders go slack and he relaxed against the backrest of the wheelchair.

"Sure I can't help with anything?"

Len wasn't able to answer straight away. He was too caught up in the shoulder-rub he apparently needed. It got even better when she moved one hand up to rub his temple.

"What do you think?" she asked again after a few seconds.

"Please keep on doing that…" he whispered to her as he placed a hand over the one caressing his shoulder.

"I will…" she whispered back…

"Well, this is getting too sweet and mushy for me… You kids behave, I'll go do… Something…" Mick informed with a slight scowl, before he turned on his heel and walked towards the corridor.

"Oh, we never behave…" Sara teased back. "You know that…"

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