“Spencer Carlin.” A nurse called out, he checked his clipboard as the two girls picked up their purses and followed him in, “Can you stand up on the scale?”

“I don’t know why we have to do this every time.” Spencer whined, “No way did I gain three pounds. It’s all your fault.” She turned to the brunette beside her.

“My fault?”

“If you’d stop feeding me all that junk food…”

“I get it for you but you’re the one that eats it.” Ashley poked her fiancée’s stomach, she wished Spencer would let her get a real ring but for now she says the cracker jack ring is better but Ashley knows she’ll change her mind soon enough.

“You still have a slight fever but its going down.” The nurse interrupted.

“When did you get a fever?” Ashley scrunched up her forehead.

“A couple days ago, its no big deal.” The nurse led the two girls down to the physical therapy room. Several other people were there working out, there were bars and bouncing balls and weights. Down about four doors was a pool for those working on leg muscles.

“Hey Spencer,” Rob Lewis her trainer greeted her with a hug, “Ashley.” He hugged her too, “You ready to get started?” Yawning Spencer nodded, “Still not sleeping. That’s not good, I think its time to up your dose.”

Rob helped Spencer out of the brace she wore while Ashley sat in a chair on the wall to watch, “So Rob how’s Carol?” Ashley asked about his wife.

“Fine, okay Spencer I want you to lift it straight in front of you.” Rob stared at her arm, she slowly started moving it up wards. Wincing every time a sharp pain shot down to her fingertips, “Good…have you been working on this?”

“Ashley won’t let me skip a minute.” Spencer rolled her eyes wishing Ashley would back down some times but than realized she was glad she didn’t.

An hour in a half later the therapy was over, half way in Rob gave Spencer a stronger pill than she’d been taking and now she was groggy by the time they were done.

“Timmm gooo hoefs…” Spencer tried to say time to go home.

“I think you should take her home to sleep it off.” Rob helped Ashley walk Spencer out to the car.

Once Ashley had buckled her sleeping girlfriend in she turned back around, “Is the fever bad?”

“No, usually with those with injuries are more susceptible to fevers and colds. I wouldn’t worry to much about it if I were you.” Rob waved good bye as Ashley got in the drivers seat.

“I wove ous,” Spencer slurred.

“I wove ous too.” Ashley giggled before driving off.