a nurse came in and pulled back the sheeys, waking her up with a blast of cold air. she looked outside the window, her only clock, and groaned. "it's like... midnight..." she groaned again "go away... Harper..."

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"never, darlin'" she answered, shoving pillows against my stiched-up back.

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"how much longer of this?" she lengthened the "s" a little longer than necessary.

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"you've only been here a few hours, hunny, so a while." Harper replied

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Abigail's eyes widened all of a sudden. "Tyler! is he ok!?" she tried to move but then remembered she couldn't. "and Titan and my new filly! can i ride again!?"

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"oh, deary, one day you should be able to walk, but ride... oh hunny... and your style of riding..." she shook her head "darlin' it all depends on how you recover..." she patted me on the shoulder and walked to the window to close the curtains.

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"no, leave 'em open." Abby took a deep breath. her voice went shakey, "is Tyler ok?"

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"how about i just show you?" she put me in the wheelchair by my bed

Tyler laid in the hospital bed. He was still... asleep... okay he was very much passed out / blacked out / knocked out but he was waking up. Slowly. A nurse came in, saw he was asleep, and went to Abby's nurse.

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"He is asleep right now.. but you can go in there and see him. If he wakes up I'm sure he will be overjoyed to see Abby all well for now... considering how he was asking about her every minute and trying to get up when I went in there." The nurse refrained from adding that he had passed out, and smiled before walking away.

Harper nodded and tugged on some of the levers and pushed some buttons before moving the wheelchair down to Tyler's room. she pushed the door open and Abby held in a gasp. she had always been terrified of needles, and she thought her's was bad... she almost cried after seeing how his condition was. she bit her lip so stop from tearing up, she could barely use her hands to cover her mouth. she stared at him, watching his breathing, his chest rise and fall. "Harper,"she whispered. "can i... is his hand ok?" she eyed the nurse. when she nodded, Abby lifted her numb fingertips to his hand then placed her hand on his, touching her tiny fingers to the back of his hand. she looked down and sighed. "i never should have asked him to help me... it's all my fault..." she thought.

Tyler felt a slight twitch in his hand. He opened his eyes very slowly, with less pain than he expected. "...Abby? Are you.. okay..?" He croaked out, closing his eyes again as pain shot through his head. It hurt horribly, but this was the non broken arm so he gave a feeble wave. "Can't you see... I'm doing... just... great.." Tyler took another shallow breath, wincing with the movement.

"shh... Shhh" Abigail whispered as she rubbed her finger against the back of his hand. "I'm ok, compared to you... You got the worst of it..." She remembered what the nurse said. "Tyler... I may never ride again... Especially not barrels... Tyler, I'm terrified now... You can at least ride... I may not even be able to walk..." She lost a tear and it fell on his hand. She sighed and wiped the other with her free hand.

Tyler commanded his face into a frown, even though it was painful. "You... will.. ride again... I'm sure... of it.." he murmured, smiling as much as he could. "We.. will get.. better. There's no doubt.." he murmured to her, squeezing her hand before drifting back off to sleep.

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(Can we skip a month? Or half a month? I want to go to the rehab section where they are back at the barn, just not back to normal)

(yeah sounds good to me!)

it had been a month since their accident. Abby was re-learning how to use her legs. she was in rehab and couldn't drive, so the docs brought rehab to her, using Titan. her friend had brought both her and Tyler's little foals and they were bounding happily in the pastures. Abby felt like her connection to Tyler was getting stronger, a little string pulling her to him and making her feel like she relied on him more than ever. she still remembered his nurse when she came in to her room, saying that he was asking for her everytime he woke up. she secretly tucked that in the back of her mind.

Abby sat in the wheelchair and stared at the stall door. she still hadn't completely mastered the door opening yet. Titan stuck his head over the door and strained to rub his muzzle against her head. she giggled when he gave up and licked her instead. sh pulled the latch and backed herself up, letting the door open slightly. she moved away and the door fell open. "whoops" she muttered as she put his halter on Titanium's head. "be good for me please, big guy" she smiled at him and pet his badger face.

Tyler took a breath, staring at the ceiling. He replayed in his mind what the doctor said before letting him go back to the barn. 'You can walk, just don't do any heaving lifting. Your ribs will still be very tender. I'm sorry, but your arm may never heal right. You may never get to use it again. Your memory is just fine.. but you are very lucky it wasn't worse. Be careful and don't break anything.' That's about what the doctor said. He forgot about his ribs and heaved a sigh, immediately regretting it. Pain flared through his chest and he felt strangled for a moment before he could breath again. He used his good arm to pull himself out of the bed, still wearing the clothes that he hadn't when he collapsed into it. He limped outside, looking around before hobbling to the barn and seeing Abby. "..hi, how are you feeling today?" He asked weakly. His voice was hoarse and quiet, it just didn't sound right. It hurt for him to speak, so he tried not to do it as much... but he had to sometimes.

"i'm struggling with the door but i got it. thank goodness he doesn't leap out of the stall like Grace does." Grace Cloud, aka Grace, was the filly she had bought before the accident. she was only a few months old and was super friendly... a little... too friendly at times. "your not doing good. you should rest still. your ribs. it's your ribs, ain't it..."

"Remember if you ever need anything, I still have one good arm and I can walk." Tyler joked, laughing slightly then coughing, pain showing on his face. "No- really, I'm fine." He grunted, placing a hand on his stomach and taking a shallow, shuddering breath. "They are my biggest problem though... apart from me probably never being able to use my left arm again. Thank God that was the one closest to the door and that was the one that got crushed... because I'm right handed." He smiled, trying to lighten the mood.