Wild hearts run free (Joe Elliott fanfic)

Ch13 A new start/Two hearts redefine each other's

*******All warnings apply. When I first wrote this story it was in two parts. This is the second part of the story. DV mention, nightmares, a little smut

Beth- It took me a long time to say anything or even recognize anything. Rick and Stacy left after my birthday giving up on me. I had to have help getting up and had to walk with a cane. The nights were rough with having nightmares of people I didn't recognize or know. Then one night I felt someone put their arm around me.

"Shh. Go back to sleep." I rolled over in pain and breathing heavy. I looked at this man. He had blonde/Brown hair down to his shoulder just above it. Green eyes and a little mole on his check. "Do you remember me?" He said softly.

I stared at him breathing heavy. "N-No." He brushed my face softly.

"Dat's ok it will come back to you. Just close yer eyes and go back to sleep." I just stared at him.

"Oi-Oi 'ave t t...o go p-pee." He sat up and got out of bed. He went to help me up and I recognized him there. I sat on the bed looking at him. "J...J...Joey."

"Ahe Joseph. You remember now." He said standing in front of me with the cane.

I put my hand up to his face when he squatted near me. "Y-you cu-cut h-hair?"

"Yes." He smiled and ran his hand trembling through my hair. "I see Rick cut yours. Ready to go to the loo yet." I didn't remember ever calling him Joey or Rick at least not for awhile.

"R-rick. W-who who's dat?" I couldn't form my word and it was difficult but it was like he read my mind.

"Rick's the guy that was here for yer birthday. Me drummer."

"H-He's a a drum-mer w-with o-one arm." I said as he helped me up and my roommate sat up.

"Yes a drummer with one arm." He held my arm as I leaned on the cane. It was hard to try to get my left leg or arm to move so it was a bit stiff and Joe had to move it a little for me. "He's yer brother, sort of." He got me in the loo. "Ok here we go."

I looked at him and he shook his head and turned around so I could go mumbling it's not like he never seen me nude or go pee before. But there was a lot of things I couldn't remember.

All I remembered there was Joe being in a band and the time he helped me with the physical therapy back in 84' before Rick's accident and he got me pregnant. I didn't even remember Bell. He helped me back to the room.

Where I fell right back to sleep because of the pain medication they had me on. We got woken up in the middle of the night by my roommate. Joe curled up next to me and drifted off to sleep as well.

I half opened my eyes as Joe jumped from the girl smacking his arm. He yawed and stretched looking at his watch saying, "Do you realize what time it is?"

"Yes, are you Joe Elliott?" She said and Joe squinted his eyes at her. "Can we 'ave yer autograph?"

"Let me get this straight. You girls woke me up at 3 in the morning for an autograph? I don't think so. Night girls." He slid down and curled back up to me. I heard one say how rude and he jumped back up out of bed and yelled, "Rude, you call me rude. You woke me up at 3 in the morning for a lousy bloody autograph and yer calling me rude. You want a bloody autograph here's yer bloody autograph. Now thank you, good night. Have a nice life, have a nice night."

He grabbed the note pad out their hands and signed them sloppy and fast. He signed it, 'Here's your blood autograph. Best fucking wishes. J. Elliott.' Tossed it back at them and got back in bed curing up. He was never a morning person and hey if I got woken up in the middle of the night for an autograph I'd be pissed to.

When he laid back down next to me, I stared at him and he smiled at me. He pulled me to him, kissed me and we fell back to sleep. I don't know what time either one of us got up but I know he got up before me.

When I sat up in the bed my roommate said, "He went to eat and take care of some business. He told me he was sorry for last night and ask that I tell you he'll be back." I sat there looking at her and she had been beaten by her boyfriend as well.

I had no idea what happened to Nick and I was sure as soon as I remembered more he'd come back to finish me, but Rick had put me in this home for battered woman and only family could see me.

Joe came in with a smile on his face and wring his hands nervously. He sat on the bed next to me and put his hand on my leg. "Baby, how would you like to go to Spain with me? You could use getting out of here for a bit?"

"S-S-pain!? M-m-my b-b-brother?"

"It's ok. Rick called up here this morning and said if you were feeling up to it I could check you out." I looked at him and he smiled and I could never tell him no. Sometimes I wish I could but Joe had this way about him that just tugged at you.

He flirted a little and I learned by watching him that sometimes flirting can get a girl to tell you anything. I got this feeling of suddenly been scared and decided to go with him. Being near him always made me feel less scared.