"Yeah..." she studied his face for a second before standing. "I can't sit still for more than like seven seconds. " she said as she walked around the couch. She was nervous, but for what she had no clue

Ryker slowly glanced at her. "We-ell I can't really walk much of anywhere, but you don't have to stay near me." He commented quietly, a slight hint in his tone suggesting he REALLY wouldn't like it if she just leaved. "I could try to limp out to the pastures and sit down out there, if you want.

"No. It's ok. I can move around in here. I'll be ok. You stay." She said, her voice become more demanding as she spoke. She would be ok, she just had to tell herself to sit and stay.

Ryker watched her for a moment, opening his mouth to answer but decided not to at her demanding tone. "Okay then." He replied, looking outside the window. "I'll stay still for a while, but even I can't sit forever."

"Lier. If you go to sleep you can be down forever until someone wakes you up" she stated, a mental list of things to do in Vegas and how to get there already showing up in her head. She glanced down at the paper on the table. "How about we continue with the book?" She asked with a smile

Ryker snorted a little. "Believe me, even I can't sleep forever. I do wake up from time to time." He answered with a small smile, which spread to a grin at her next words. "We can do that. I think we should go Shakespeare's way. Oh thou wife of mine, how I love though with all thine heart." He joked with a small laugh.

"Nooooo!" She laughed, her hands flying to her stomach as she practically died from laughter. "Don't do that! You'll kill me!" She doubled over, unable to control herself

Ryker grinned a little, trying not to laugh for fear it would hurt too much. "Okay okay, I won't. Don't want to put you in too much pain." He joked, scratching something down on the paper he had grabbed. "So, how 'bout this... even in the dark, when the shadows come near you, remember I'll always be with you? Hey, it's a book of uplifting things." He joked.

(Should we skip to like the day before their trip so that they are both a little better?)

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Abby wiped the laughing tears from her face "that's better" she said.

(Yeah we should)

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It was the day before their honeymoon, two weeks after the chaos had ended. Ryker's chest and back had sort of healed, but he would always limp on his leg. He wasn't in pain anymore, thankfully. He had visited the hospital when the limping hadn't stopped, but they had pretty much just yelled at him for not coming earlier, and then told him he'd have a permanent limp. But now, he was feeling much better, and very ready to go.