A Neric Love Story 👩🏻‍🦰💗👨🏼

Recovery

Nell's POV:

It had been a few days since Eric had come to the hospital after the incident with Ballinsky and his gang, I'd been in and out of here going back and forth from home to ops, to the hospital and repeating it again and again. Even though Hetty insisted I took the next few weeks off with my fiancé to sort things out and help him with his recovery, I was checking in at ops and keeping up with the case. Luckily, Ballinsky and his gang were put in a supermax prison in Colorado with maximum security so he was no longer able to escape even if he tried.

"Ready to go home now?" I asked Eric, who was sat in his wheelchair with his crutches in his arms.

"My lady, I do say, are you escorting me back to our home?" He replied, getting comfortable.

"Yes I am my dear, are you packed?" I said, picking up his duffel bag and putting it over my shoulder, beginning to wheel him from the room.

"Yes I am, let's go"

I wheeled Eric out of his room and we went to reception, where Eric had to fill out some forms before leaving. Once that was done, we went to the "BealeMobile", something Eric had named his new car since he got it, and I helped Eric carefully move into the front seat. I put his wheelchair in the back of the car and we drove home singing songs in weird accents and dancing around.

Half way home, the drive was pretty slow because of the traffic, when some soft music began to play. We stopped at a red light, I bit my lips as I stared into the distance, my lips being chapped. I took out my lip balm as Eric glared at me, a small smile rising on his face as I began applying it in the mirror. I rubbed my lips together as Eric began, "Do you know how beautiful you look right now?"

"I don't know, why don't you tell me?" I grinned back, Eric lifted his thumb to my cheek and lightly kissed me, I savoured the moment of his soft lips on mine. As time went by the kiss came more passionate, when we were disrupted by a car honking at us from behind. We broke off and laughed, driving on, dancing and singing loudly for the rest of the journey.

When we arrived outside our home, I took Eric's wheelchair out the car and unfolded it, Eric began to climb out of the car using his crutches and placing himself in his chair.

"Ahhhhh," he sighed, "Home, sweet home."

We both smiled looking up at the house, when I bent down to give Eric a kiss on the cheek.

"Ooh, what's this about?" Eric asked. I began walking round in front of him, just humming and smirking until I sat on his lap- bearing in mind he was still in his wheelchair.

"Well, Mr Beale, I order you to take me over the threshold" I said, poking his chest.

"Oh I do say, I shall treat my lady with full respect" he replied, then wheeled us over into the house. After I opened the door and went inside, there was a box on the table.

"What's that?" Eric asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing,"

"Nell..."

"Open it and find out" I winked, handing it to him.

"You got me a box? Like Kensi got Deeks a box? What's this all about?" Eric said to me.

"No Eric, well, yes I got a you a box but open it"

I handed Eric some scissors and he began to open the box on his lap. When he opened it, his eyes widened and a grin grew from cheek to cheek.

"Nell.... you got me... OREOS!!??" He shouted.

"Yeah," I said, sitting on the couch next to him. "I did. Welcome home Eric" I kissed his cheek and he began to open the Oreos as he transferred himself onto the couch beside me, while I picked up the remote and chose a movie for us to watch.