'morning baby',
Mac said walking into my hospital room, I avoided his eye contact,
'the doctor told me you had a rough night, what happened baby?',
Mac asked me walking toward my bed, I was facing the opposite side of the entrance and he stood in front of me. I shook my head at him slightly and avoided his eye contact, he crouched down and deliberately got in the way of my eye contact,
'baby what's going on?',
He asked me again grabbing one of my hands, I let out a loud breath,
'I want to go home',
I said to him somewhat nodding my head at him, he softly smiled at me before slowly reaching and grabbing my hands,
'I know baby, I just need you to stay here for a few more days and then I can take you home',
Mac said to me, I let go of his hands before turning away from him slowly moving my legs so they were hanging off the bed,
'y/n what are you doing?',
Mac asked me, I slowly moved my legs so my feet touched the ground. Mac quickly made his way around to the side of the bed I was on,
'y/n',
Mac said to me. I began to stand up, moving all of my weight on to my legs, something I hadn't done in weeks. My legs began to shake and I was scared I was going to lose my balance, Mac noticed,
'I'm not going to encourage this but if you are going to do it then please use me to balance and help you',
Mac said to me putting his hands out for me to hold. I gave him a small smile before letting out a deep breath, Mac took the majority of my weight as I slowly went to take a step,
'Mac, Thank you'.
