My Soldier - You're My Home

Hello Darling

A/N ~~ Guess who's back, back again! Haha sosorry for the absence but I am finally out of hospital and on the mend. Thankyou for all the messages and well wishes from everyone, I love and appreciateyou all so much!

P.S. I know how much you all love Harley & Lizzie being together, so I decidednot to make you wait too long for a reunion. Buckle up for the ride ;)


~~Saturday Night, Atlanta~~

Lizzie POV

I have barely been able to sleep sincespeaking to Harley on the phone. Every night I have been going to bed feelingall kinds of excitement for today. I hate being away from Harley, but this timehas been almost impossible knowing she is still in her recovery. She sounded alittle unsure about the arrangements when we managed to have the quickest phonecall yesterday when she received all her flight details. I know she is nervousabout flying again, even though she is doing so well in her recovery, this is anew step for her since the incident and I think we are all a little worriedabout it. I even got a text from Stuart asking me to let him know as soon asHarley is with me in Atlanta, and another one from Maisie asking me to takecare of her Sister. I love how much they adore Harley, and it helps me not toworry so much about her when we are apart. I know she is well looked after inLondon, and I want them to have the same feeling when Harley is with me awayfrom home and her family. Everyone on Set has been matching my excitement whenI told them all Harley would be here soon after I popped in to let the crewknow she'd be coming to Set with me on occasions. They were all amazing withmaking sure there would be no problems with Harley coming to Set with me asoften as she'd like, and even offering to draw up some NDA forms for me to gether to sign so she'd have access to my trailer and some of the other areas shemay need to access. Then all I had to do was wait for the day she was flying.

Thankfully today was a shorter day for meon Set, so I have had plenty of time to get the apartment ready for Harleyarriving later tonight. She is due to land around 10 tonight, and I have neverwanted the day to go as quick as I do now. I've made the apartment as easy toget around as I can, making sure there is nothing that might trip her over orobstruct her from getting around as best she can. It's not a huge apartment,but I want to make it as easy as possible for her when she is here without me. Ithen moved the sofa so that she can use it to prop herself up and get from one sideof the living room to the other. I then made sure everything is stocked uparound the apartment, from the bathroom to the kitchen and then making sure thereare plenty of groceries until Harley settles in and we can go shoppingtogether. Even just the thought of doing the small, domesticated tasks togetheragain gives me butterflies. I just want her here with me again. I just want herclose again. Close enough that I can just reach out and hold her hand or fallinto her arms and feel them wrapped around my body. Just to be able to fallasleep in her arms again is something that brings me so much comfort, it'ssomething I miss the most when we are apart.

The drive to the airport is quickerthan I expected it to be, so I even have time to grab a coffee on my waytowards the car park. Making sure I park close enough to the doors, so Harleydoesn't have to walk to far but also out of the way, so no cameras find us. Icheck my phone, seeing that I still have some time before needing to headinside and suddenly I feel a little nervous looking over to the few crowdswalking out the Airport. I hope Harley is not coming all this way, doing allthis and putting a lot of pressure on herself just to make my time here easier.I've never had someone I have wanted to be here with me when I am working,someone I want to share my achievements and work with the way I want to shareeverything with Harley. But the thought of Harley putting any strain on herbody for me makes me feel horrible. I don't want her to push herself too much,I'd hate to be the reason she ends up hurt in anyway. I can feel my eyesfilling with tears at the thought of her being hurt again, knowing she is notcompletely better from her injuries. She is doing amazing, but she still needsto be careful. Maybe this was a bad idea, maybe it's too soon. Should I havesaid no to her flying out here so soon after her treatment? Should we havewaited until the Holidays at least, or even longer than that? I can't help butspiral until a car horn snaps me from being so lost in my head. My cheekssoaked in tears that I didn't know had fallen. My breathing heavy and labouredas I try and catch my breath again. Why does my overactive mind do thisevery time...

Thankfully, I manage to calm myselfdown, regulating my breathing again before wiping the tears away from my face. Iknow deep down Harley wouldn't have travelled this far if she couldn't manageto do so. But at the same time she'd do anything for me, I know that. I'm justrelieved that Tom is going to be with her every step of the way. I take anotherminute or ten alone in my car, calming myself completely before grabbing my bagand getting prepared to head inside. I lock up my car, making sure my cap isproperly on and my sunglasses are in place to try and keep myself hidden beforewalking up towards the main entrance. I manage to slip past the few camerashidden to one side of the doors, making it inside without being seen so I cantake off my sunglasses when I am inside. I leave my baseball cap on, well,Harley's cap to keep myself less obvious to prying eyes and search the boardfor in-coming flights. I catch sight of Harley's flight number, relieved thereare no delays, my smile growing seeing they are due to land in less than 5minutes. I finish my coffee on the way towards her gate, getting rid of the cupbefore finding a quieter area to wait for Harley to arrive. My nerves quicklyswitching to excitement as my body starts to buzz, becoming slightly restlessas I shift my weight from one foot to the other. I just want her here now. Backwith me, where we both belong.

Impatiently, I keep checking the timeon the far wall, watching as each minute passes incredibly slowly. So slowlythat it feels like time is standing still. But then when I start hearing voicesgetting louder as people start to move closer to the gate, I can't help buthold my breath as I search the crowd for My Soldier. The first fewpeople come down from the plane, and I can feel my heart racing as I searcheach face as they appear. My thoughts begin to slowly spiral with every personthat passes, worry growing that something has happened, and she won't be here.Panic slowly starts to grow in my chest until I catch sight of a very familiarface. Instantly all my stress and worry fades away when I see Tom's beamingsmile slowly walking down through the gate, an even more familiar face besidehim. I let go of the breath I was holding onto, letting out a heavy sigh as myeyes stay fixed on the two faces getting closer. Harley is looking evenstronger on her crutches, her body not at all struggling with the walk throughthe crowd of people. And I can tell Tom is not slowing down for her as he walksbeside her pushing a trolley holding their suitcases and bags. But as the twoget closer, I can't help but notice how Harley is putting on a front. Her smileis not her true smile, but a one she uses to hide how she is really feeling. Hereyes look tired, exhausted even, like she hasn't slept in weeks. And instantlyall my anxieties come rushing back as my body remains frozen to the spot.

"HEY LIZ!" Tom greets me excitedly frombehind the trolley, making me relax slightly before my eyes quickly movetowards Harley. My body suddenly jumping back into action as I rush towardsher. I catch her more genuine smile behind her eyes as I make my way towardsher, my arms lifting up over her shoulders without hesitation. I feel her armsinstantly wrap around my waist, pulling me impossibly closer, her body standingso strong even without the help of her crutches. I can't believe how strong sheis, how strong she feels right now. My eyes gloss over against her shoulder,burying my head into her neck as I hold her tighter. But at the same time,feeling how strong she is right now, I can also feel how uncomfortable she isdeep down. Her heart is racing in her chest, her breathing is erratic. But Ijust hold her tighter, never wanting to let go. "Hi by the way." I hear Harleysay softly into my hair, making me giggle lightly against the side of her neck."Hey Soldier." I whisper against her skin, feeling her smile as she cuddles mea little tighter before we eventually slowly pull apart. I shake off the intrusivethoughts, subtly wiping my tears before looking up to meet Harley's gentle yet uncomfortablegaze. I hate seeing her like this, but I know now is not the best time to bringit up. "Happy to see me?" She teases, bringing out genuine smiles from both ofus which helps me relax a little bit more as I slowly nod my head in reply."Never been happier." I admit easily, making her chuckle before leaning in tomeet my lips.

"Hey Holland." Tom brings me into ahug, making me smile as I lean my head against his shoulder. "Thank you." Iwhisper so only Tom can hear me. He hugs me tighter in reply before we part,and I turn back to catch Harley's smile falter again. Something has happened,something I don't know about. I can see it behind her eyes. I turn my attentionback to Tom, who is giving me a look that tells me all I need to know. He wantsto tell me but can't. I give him a small nod before he switches to his usualself and claps his hands together excitedly. "Shall we get these bags out to thecar before I leave you two lovebirds alone?" He jokes, making us both laughsoftly as I nod in agreement. I quickly move to be by Harley's side, ready tolead them to my rental car outside but before we move, Harley hands Tom one ofher crutches. Instantly I look to her in shock, which makes her chuckle lightlyat my reaction as Tom starts to push the trolley towards the exit doors. "I canmanage on one crutch for a while, don't worry." She explains, making my smilebeam up at her. "Really? Since when?" I ask in surprise as Tom slowly walksahead of us as we stay in our spot. "A couple of weeks with some practise." Sheexplains, but she's nowhere near as excited as I thought she would be. Shenormally gets excited about reaching these kind of milestones in her recoverybut she's different. It's as if it's a bad thing. "Baby! That is amazing! I'mso proud of you!" I try and get a better reaction from her, showing her exactlyhow I feel about seeing her becoming so strong again, but I don't get much fromher. It hurts seeing her this way, but I still want to be excited for her. "Letme see you go, Soldier." I tease, coming to her side and wrapping my arm aroundher as she does the same with me. Being this close to her side again as wefollow behind Tom is something that may seem small, but it means so much to me.I just hope deep down it feels the same to Harley.

"Alright, that's everything in the car.Please be careful, continue taking it easy and remember what Dr Bailey said. Idon't want to be flying out here because you were an idiot." Tom jokes withHarley before bringing her into a tight hug. Thankfully, Tom placed her bags inthe car before doing the same with her crutches in the back seat, leaving Harleyto use the car to prop herself up. Something they have obviously done a lotback in London whilst I have been done, they have a little routine which wascute to watch but at the same time, I can see it means a lot to both of themand I know they will miss being away from each other again. "I won't be anidiot if you promise to finally ask out Zendaya when you see her in L.A."Harley jokes back, making Tom laugh loudly before they say a more meaningfulgoodbye as Tom helps Harley into the car. Once the door closes, Tom comes towhere I am standing near the back of the car, bringing me into a hug before Icatch a glimpse of something in his eyes as we pull apart. "Take care of her,please." He whispers, but his voice is a little broken as his eyes gloss overslightly. "I always will, Tom. You never have to worry about that." I reassurehim, making him smile softly as he nods his head gently in reply. "I know Ijust, I worry about her and-" His voice wavers before he stops himself fromsaying anything more, shaking off his emotions as best he can. "Call me ifeither of you need anything. I'm not too far away." He adds, making my smilefalter at the thought of what he wanted to say. "Thanks Tom. Be careful out inL.A. and we'll see you over the holidays." I reply, making him smile softly andnod his head in agreement. "And thank you, for taking care of her in London. Itmeans, a lot." I add, making his smile grow as he pulls me into a tight hugbefore he says one final goodbye to both us and heads back into the airportwith his luggage to catch his connecting flight to L.A. Waving us off from thedoors as I climb into the car and pull out the car park.

The drive to the apartment is quiet,but thankfully it doesn't take too long before I am parking outside into thesmall private car park. I turn to Harley as I turn off the engine, and Iinstantly notice she is lost in her thoughts so much that she doesn't evenrealise we have arrived. I gently reach for her hand, trying to gain herattention. Finally, after giving her hand a gentle squeeze, she jumps a littleand turns her attention to where I am sitting beside her already watching her."You doing okay?" I ask gently, giving her a soft smile as she shakes awaywhatever thoughts were swirling in her head. "Yeah, sorry, just a long flight."She replies a little unsurely, but I take it anyways and shake my head softly."It's okay, why don't we get you inside so you can get some sleep?" I suggest,making her nod and smile lightly in reply. I get out first, heading aroundtowards her door but when I get there, she is already up and starting to walktowards the trunk. I stand slightly shocked watching her, making her tilt herhead slightly confused at my reaction. "What is it?" She questions, making megiggle a little in reply. "Sorry I just, you've got so much more independentover the past few weeks." I reply, making her smile more genuinely this time asshe chuckles gently. "I'm getting there slowly." She adds, and the doubt behindher voice makes my heart hurt. I wish she could see how amazing she is doing."You're doing incredible, Harley." I reassure her, making her smile softlybefore I follow her lead. I grab her crutches for her, but she lets me know sheonly needs one, so I offer to carry the other one inside for her rather thanleaving it in the car before she takes her bag to carry inside as I get hersuitcase. I can see she hates not being able to do more for herself, but I tryand reassure her as best I can. Hoping my words put her at some ease.

"And this is the bedroom." We finishour little tour, which I said could wait but Harley insisted, seeing my littlebit of excitement about showing her the apartment. "The bathroom is throughthat door, and the other is a walk in closet." I add and she smiles as shetakes a look around. "I hope you don't mind, but I managed to get someadjustments made to the bathroom to make it a little easier for you." I add alittle nervously, but catching Harley's gentle gaze on me as she smiles helpsme relax almost instantly. "Thank you, baby. I appreciate the little subtlethings you've done to help me get around the place. It means a lot to me thatyou think about those things." Harley explains as she comes to where I amstanding near the bathroom door, taking my hand in her free one and pulling mecloser, her body leaning onto her crutch in her other hand helping to get heraround. "Anything to make your life easier, Soldier." I whisper into the smallspace left between us as I push myself up on my tip toes, my free hand gentlyresting against her incredibly toned stomach. Wow. "I've missed you,beautiful." Harley whispers, her deep, dark eyes gazing into my own, taking mybreath away with the look she is giving me. "I've missed you so much, Harley,you have no idea." I sigh out before pulling her impossibly closer, lipsmeeting hers effortlessly. So many emotions pouring into the kiss that isn'trushed, but right now, it's perfect.

After reluctantly leaving Harley tounpack a little and shower from her flight, I moved into the kitchen to warm upthe food I prepared earlier. Setting the table out, feeling my whole bodybuzzing with so many emotions having Harley here finally. It feels so righthaving her here, but at the same time, knowing there is something bothering heris chipping away at me. I want to ask her, to make sure it's nothing tooserious, but I don't want to ruin our first night here together. I just hopeshe will come to me when she feels ready to. I get so lost in my thoughts thatI barely catch the timer going off, but when I do, I quickly switch it off andrush to take the dish out of the oven. Placing it on the table, I grab thesmall salad and bread to go with it before pouring some drinks just as I hearHarley coming from the bedroom. The familiar sound of her crutch against thefloors something that I can't help but smile at. It's something I actuallymissed being away from her, hearing those crutches letting me know she wasthere with me. Placing the drinks down on the table, I look back up and see afreshly showered Harley joining me, looking a little better than she did at theairport. I can't help but beam up at her as she comes to my side, wearing someshorts and a t-shirt, one of her old training tops that I will deffinently haveto steal from her. Her slightly wet, freshly cut hair all messy just adding toher look, a look I have missed so much. "Something smells good in here." Shebeams, making my cheeks blush a little as I try and distract myself gettingsome cutlery for us both as Harley sits down at the table. "It's nothingspecial but I wanted to make sure you had something after a long day oftravelling." I come back to the table, seeing Harley's warm smile in reply tomy words as I hand her some cutlery and sit in the chair beside her. "Thankyou, this is exactly what I need after today. Dinner with my girl." She flirts,my cheeks burning up in reply as I lean over and kiss her before we enjoy ourdinner other.

"I have managed to organise your physicaltherapy treatment to continue at a private hospital near the Studio which camehighly recommended. I explained that you have your documents with you, and theygave me a number for you to call as soon as your ready for your firstappointment." I explain as we continue sitting at the table after finishing ourdinner. Thankfully, Harley seemed to relax more over dinner and conversationgrew naturally as we ate. My smile never faltering having my Harley back. "AndI have made a list of some of the gyms close to here and the Studio that havealso been recommended so you can take your pick." I catch Harley's beamingsmile in reply as she reaches for my hand across the table. "Thank you, baby. OnceI'm settled I take a look and book in." I squeeze her hand in reply, seeing hermore relaxed demeanour now it is just us in our little temporary apartment. "There'sno rush, Harley. Take as much time as you need. I don't want to lose you to thegym too early." I tease, making her chuckle and shake her head gently beforeshe gently pulls me over to sit on her lap. I sit sideways and lean into herbody as her arms wrap around my waist to keep me close. Resting my head down onher shoulder, gently scratching down her upper chest as we just soak in beingtogether again. But the longer we stay like this, the heavier Harley'sbreathing becomes with her head resting gently on top of mine. "How about we goto bed, you've had a long day." I suggest, and Harley nods gently in replybefore we clean up the kitchen before making our way towards the bedroom.

Once I've done my nightly routine, Ileave the bathroom and find Harley scrolling through her phone lying back inbed. I've been so used to being in this bed alone my heart begins to race justat the thought of being able to share my bed with Harley again. I climb underthe covers beside her, turning on my side and just watching her as she finishestyping what she is before she turns to meet my gaze on her. "Sorry, I'll be asecond, just replying to Dad and Maisie." She tells me softly, making my smileonly grow as I just continue to watch her. "Take your time." I whisper into thesmall space between us. When she finishes, she plugs her phone in and leaves iton her small table before she lays back in bed, opening her arms for me toclimb into. I don't hesitate to practically climb on top of her, melting intoher body as she cuddles me closer. "I've missed this." I sigh out, making herlaugh gently as she leaves soft kisses against my forehead. "Me too baby." Shewhispers against my skin before we both seem to instantly relax into eachother. My mind then slowly starts to replay how Harley was in the Airport andthe drive here, something clearly bothering her from being in London. ShouldI ask her? Part of me wants to know what happened, but the other partdoesn't want to push her way just when she is starting to relax again. The softbreathing from Harley brings me back slowly, and as I gently look up, I see hereyes fluttering closed. Leaving a kiss on her cheek, I whisper a softgoodnight, not wanting to disturb her before I let myself fall asleep in herarms. Being back in her arms, being held by my Soldier again, giving me thecomfort, my body has been craving since I left London that lulls me into a deepsleep.


~~Wednesday Morning, Atlanta~~

Normal POV

I've been in Atlanta for a few daysnow, and it's been just what I needed after the events of London. The first dayor two I spent catching up on sleep from the jetlag and panic attack I sufferedin the Airport. Lizzie spent the day after I arrived with me just being lazyaround the apartment since she has been working non-stop on Set and feltexhausted herself. But after my body had time to adjust to the new time zone Imanaged to take a look at a couple of the gyms within walking distance from theapartment as an excuse to get out the apartment and get used to the area whilstLizzie was at work. It's a 30 minute drive to the Studio from the apartment,and most days Lizzie takes her rental car, but she also has a driver for longerdays or when she is exhausted. And as much as she keeps telling me to use herdriver when she is at work to go out and explore, being able to just walkaround somewhere new is giving me some motivation to get out and exercise morebefore I start using the gym again. I also managed to book in with the PT teamat the Private Hospital Lizzie passed me onto. My first appoint is later thisweek to give Dr Bailey time to get all my information sent over so they don'tdo anything I am not ready for. The only thing I haven't been fond of isLizzie's long hours on Set. As much as I am so proud of her and what she does, itfeels like we've barely had any real time together other than eating dinner orsleeping. I know once I start going to Set with her that will change, but partof me is nervous to go with her. I know she has some new and old friends onSet, and just the thought of having any judgement is scary even still.Especially with anyone working so close to Lizzie right now.

Waking up to the sound of Lizziegetting ready on a morning is something I am slowly getting used to again. Withher days being long, she is up pretty early to get to Set. And I know she triesnot to wake me, but I still end up waking up at some point before she leavesfor work. Every other morning, I have just drifted back off to sleep, but todayI feel a little more awake than I have so I wonder if I could at least havebreakfast with Lizzie before she leaves. Wanting to try and spend more timetogether. I miss being with her, even though she's here, she seems so far away.I let my eyes adjust to the soft lighting of the bedside lamp, pushing my bodyto roll onto my back. As I am letting my body wake up, I feel the bed dip to myside before feeling a gentle touch stroke through my hair. It's almost enoughto lull me back to sleep but I force my eyes back open, turning to the side tomeet those soft emerald, green eyes staring back at me. "Go back to sleep baby,it's still early." She whispers gently but I shake my head softly in reply, reachingout to pull Lizzie closer by her waist. "I want to have breakfast with youbefore you go to work." I tell her lazy, making her giggle as she leans down tokiss my cheek. "That sounds perfect baby, but if your still tired, please goback to sleep." She replies gently but I slowly push myself up in bed, meetingher where she is sitting with a beaming smile already on her face. "Hey." Itease, making her blush and giggle. "Hi." She whispers before kissing the endof my nose, making me chuckle at her. "Give me a few minutes and I'll meet youin the kitchen?" I suggest, making her smile only beam brighter in reply. Fuck,I've missed that smile.

After joining Lizzie for breakfast,sharing some fruit and yoghurt whilst she finds her way onto my lap, a smallcomfortable silence fills the small kitchen. It just feels, normal being heretogether sharing breakfast this way. Something I have missed whilst we havebeen apart. Once our food is pretty much gone, Lizzie grabs her coffee andquickly comes back to sit on my lap, cuddling in as she hugs her coffee mug. Andright now, I don't want her to leave. I want to be around her all day today. Ijust need her presence, the comfort she brings me is unlike anything I haveexperienced before. My head is still struggling from what has happened back inLondon, I can't seem to shake any of it. But being around Lizzie brings me somuch comfort, enough to take my mind away from what it is struggling to dealwith. Wrapping my arms around her body tighter, keeping her impossibly closer,I catch her giggles as she buries her head into my chest. "Your making itincredibly hard to leave for work right now, Harley." Lizzie mumbles into my chest,making me chuckle softly as I slowly loosen my arms from around her waist. Whenher eyes reach my gaze again, I feel all my stresses fade away in an instant. "MaybeI don't want you to leave." I whisper, making her giggle as she shakes her headgently without taking her eyes away from my own. "Unfortunately, I have to goto work." She begins to say softly, before her eyes widen as her lips pull intoa grin as her free hand lifts to rest against my chest at the bottom of my neck,scratching at the skin above my t-shirt. "But you could always come with me." Hereyes shimmer with the idea, and I can't help but smile at how excited she suddenlylooks as she waits for me to say anything. "I'd love to."

"Really? You'll come to Set with me?" Lizzie'sbody buzzing with excitement as she looks deep into my eyes, making me a littlenervous as I can't help but match her smile. Her coffee long gone on the tableas her hands are gripping onto my shoulders. "If you want me to come with you,then I'd love to." I reply, making her giggle and jump up excitedly, making melaugh at her antics. "Well, come on! You need to get dressed!" She jumps aroundimpatiently, making me just laugh even more as I finish my coffee in onemouthful before pushing myself up from my chair, grabbing my crutch andfollowing the excited child through the apartment. When we reach the bedroom,Lizzie turns on her heels and kisses my lips quickly before skipping off tofinish getting ready herself as I struggle to keep up with her sudden surge ofenergy, going into my draws to find something to wear for the day. I don't wantto be too uncomfortable with how long I'm going to be with Lizzie on Set, but Ialso don't want to look too out of place. In the end, I throw some grey joggersand a white t-shirt over onto the bed before grabbing everything else I needand putting it all on the bed so I can sit down and get dressed after I put my prostheticon. It's becoming easier every day I put it on, finding it quicker the more Ido it, but I still can't wait to be able to use the less intrusive kind of prostheticwhen my body is ready. But for now, I need to just push through and hopefullyenjoy my first day on Set.

I lose track of time standing in frontof the full length mirror, looking over my outfit choice. It's something I amcomfortable in, but I don't want to stand out and look out of place, especiallywhen I am going to be with Lizzie. But as if she can read my mind, I feel hercome and stand behind me, her hands resting against my back as she rests herchin on my shoulder, meeting my gaze through the mirror with a soft, comfortingsmile. "You look good, Soldier." She teases, making me chuckle as she winks intothe mirror. "Are you sure this is suitable for your workplace?" I check, butinstantly she gives me a different look before she moves around to stand infront of me, hands now on my stomach underneath my t-shirt as she looks up intomy eyes. "I don't care what you wear, Harley, and neither does anyone else. As longas you are comfortable, that is all that matters." She eases, making me relaxand nod my head gently in reply. "Now, my driver will be here soon, what elsedo you need?" She asks, making me smile at how she is already back to her oldways from London, putting my needs first since she can still get around quickerthan I can. "Just my hoodie, trainers, phone and wallet." I tell her, makingher beam before she tugs my t-shirt towards her, pushing herself up onto hertiptoes as our lips meet in the middle. My free hand wrapping around her bodyand holding her close as I get lost in her lips. But before it can go anydeeper, Lizzie pulls away gently with a soft sigh. "Come on, before you make melate." She teases in a whisper, stealing another kiss before she leaves theroom with my hoodie in her hand. I watch her leave, watching her hips sway asshe does before moving to grab my phone and then following behind her to slipinto my trainers.

"Morning Nick, this is Harley. Harley,this is my driver Nick." Lizzie introduces me to her personal driver, who smilesand opens the door for us. It's pretty early morning, so the drive is a breezeand before I know it, we are arriving on Set. Thankfully, Lizzie had alreadytaken all the paperwork needed for me to be allowed onto Set a couple of daysago after I had read and signed it all. So, when we arrive at the front gates, wecan go straight through without any problems, security letting us know theywill let the crew know I am here today and will have my visitor badge ready forme. Nick drives us into the car park before helping us out of the car andarranging a pickup time with Lizzie before he leaves us to it. I take it allin, the huge Studio surprising me slightly before Lizzie comes to my side andsqueezes my arm gently to get my attention. "Ready to go?" She asks, making mesmile and nod my head at her excited demeanour. "As ready as I'll ever be." Itease, making her giggle as she leaves a kiss on my cheek before she leads theway towards reception. They are all really friendly, and instantly I feel morerelaxed as they get me to sign some more paperwork before handing me a visitorbadge which I get to keep until the project finishes. Once we are all set,Lizzie leads us towards her trailer, and it is huge. It has a TV, sofa, small tableand even a bedroom and bathroom. She gives me a tour, which I find really cute.There are some little touches that make me smile, including some framed photosof us together, as well as one of me, Lizzie, Maisie and Dad in London together."There is Netflix and Disney set up on the TV to keep you occupied whilst I goget into hair and makeup then I will come get you and take you to Set. Soundgood?" I can't help but smile at her excited rambling as I get comfortable onthe sofa. "Sounds perfect."

I find something to put on Netflix asbackground noise before switching to catch up on some messages on my phone topass the time. Knowing it will be a little while before Lizzie is in hair and makeup,so I reply to any messages I need to and then look through some social media. Iget lost in my phone until the door to the trailer opens and my eyes look up tosee the real life Wanda Maximoff standing watching my every move. I can't helpbut chuckle a little nervously seeing her in her red wig, just the small changeenough to get her back into character. There really is no one else who could playher character other than Lizzie. She was born to place Wanda. "Wow, you canreally pull anything off, can't you." I tease, making her blush under the lightmake up she has on as her face scrunches up, very Wanda Maximoff. "Stop it,charmer." She waves me off, walking over to kneel down to meet my gaze now I amsitting up on the sofa. "I'm serious, you look good in anything, ElizabethChase." I carry on teasing, making her giggle shyly as she rests her hands onmy lap. "Thank you, but before you sweet talk me too much, let's get you to Setbefore you get me into trouble." She whispers, leaving a small kiss on my cheekbefore helping me up and to my feet. I get comfortable on my crutches beforefollowing Lizzie out of her trailer and towards the Set she is on today. My nervesbubbling as we get closer, passing people rushing around wearing headsets andcarrying anything and everything. It still surprises me just how much work goesinto something like this, but it makes me appreciate it all even more when itcomes to celebrating a Studios work.

And as much as I try to push away theanxiousness building, I can't but start to worry that I am going to haveanother accident. Only this time, there is no hiding away.