Okay, I'm sorry it's been a while since I last posted a new chapter here... I've been busy on the 'outernet'... Haha... Bad joke... Sorry...

Here's another chapter for you... Hope you enjoy it!

It was now a little over three months since he had the surgery, and he could start putting weight on his leg as he crutched around.

It was weird to finally be able to meet the floor with his foot, and it pleased him that he wasn't in a world of pain each time he stepped down on it. He kept careful not to put too much weight on it, after all the muscles in his right leg had shrunken down to a minimum… It was almost embarrassing to see his two legs beside each other…

At least Sara didn't seem to mind… Which brought him comfort.

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He entered Sara's room to find her sitting cross legged on her bed. She raised her head as the familiar sound of crutches against floor approached her.

She smiled as she saw who it was.

"Enjoying your freedom?"

Her heart skipped as he offered her a shy smile, "Yeah… Not really that much freedom yet."

Sara nodded, and patted the space beside her. Len hobbled over and sat down, both feet firmly planted on the ground. It felt like a privilege to be able to sit with his knee bent in 90 degrees.

"But at least you can step down on that leg…"

"Without weight…" he reminded her.

Sara nodded.

"I can't wait to get back to the field again…" he continued, "I'm tired of just sitting around here, having a couch grow out of my back…"

Sara chuckled, then nodded again.

"I understand that, but you need to heal properly first." She reasoned.

"I know…" he let out a breath of air, "But it seems like it's been forever…"

"It's been three months and a few days…" Sara commented and slid her hand over to his.

"Three long months…"

"I know…"

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They sat in silence for a few minutes, and after a while Leonard grew tired of the silence. He leaned over and placed a kiss on Sara's cheek, then he gave her a mischievous grin.

"You know what?" he whispered to her, his eyes trained on hers.

She shook her head, "What?"

"It's been a long time since…" he trailed off and kissed her left collarbone…

She let out a laugh, and turned to kiss him square on the lips.

"Oh yeah?"

Leonard wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. Then he left his hand resting on her hip.

"And I think we should…" he kissed her neck and she shivered.

She pushed herself up, and turned around to straddle him. Her league of assassins skills came in handy as she tried not to jostle him more than strictly necessary.

"Aw, come on! I'm not made of glass!" Len moaned as Sara tried not to place any weight on him.

"You're still healing…"

"I know…" he agreed, "But I've healed a fair bit already…"

He gripped her ass and pulled her even closer, ensuring that she lost her balance and fell towards him.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!"

"For what?" he asked and brushed some of Sara's hair away from her face. "You're not hurting me…"

"I feel like I am…"

"Trust me, you're not…" he promised as his hands travelled down Sara's sides. "As long as we take it nice and easy, we'll be fine…"

"You sure?"

Len nodded as he toyed with the edge of Sara's pullover. He looked up at her for permission, and she winked back at him. Her hands started unbuttoning his shirt.

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Twenty minutes later they laid cuddled up beside each other. Sara as the little spoon, and Leonard embracing her.

"I love you…" he whispered in her ear.

She squeezed his hand, and smiled to herself.

"I love you too…"

Fluffity fluff fluff...

Okay... Well... Errr...

I hope you enjoyed this silly little chapter...
And I'll try to be bac with another chapter a little sooner...