L. When life gives you crap, make orange juice.

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Avery's POV

"So first order of business," Sam says, looking towards me, "We need to get you out of this god awful hospital gown and into some real clothes." I nod my head and carefully get off the bed. Adam is quick to come to my side and guide me to the bathroom.

"Would you like some help sweetheart," Adam asks, his hand rubbing circles on my hip. "If you wouldn't mind," I chuckle and he helps me ease myself down to sit on the toilet seat.

He makes his way to the door and I hear him ask Jake for my bag. Jake comes over and looks toward me, giving me a sweet smile before handing Adam the bag.

Adam closes the door and locks it, before turning towards me. He sighs as he sets the bag down and kneels in front of me, cupping my face in his hands. "Why do the worse things happen to the best people," he says as he sets his forehead on mine. I shrug my shoulders, not having an answer.

He gives me a soft kiss on the forehead before standing up and retrieving clothes out of my bag. "I didn't think you would want to go out in something too fancy so I had Jake pack you some comfortable clothes," he says smiling. I smile back and then sigh.

"What's wrong my love," he says coming back over to me. As soon as he's in front of me I wrap my arms around him and lean my head onto his chest. "God I can't wait to go home," I sigh as he runs his fingers through my knotted hair. "Well I'm order for us to get you home we need to get you changed and out of this hospital, so maybe we should just get this over with," he chuckles and slowly pulls away from my embrace.

I stick out my bottom lip and pout, reaching my hands out for him to come back. He just shakes his head and laughs. He picks up the undergarments on the counter and hands them to me. He helps me stand and undoes my gown.

He turns around to give me some privacy as I attempt to put them on myself. I sigh and the chuckle as I ask him to help. He keeps his eyes on mine as he slides my underwear on and then helps me change my bra. I smile in appreciation, wondering how I got so lucky.

He then helps me put on the rest of my clothes and then helps me tame my awful hair. Once we're finished we step out of the door and are greeted Jake.

Adam hands Jake the bag and Sam walks in with the medication and stuff to clean my wound. We make our way through the halls with Adam walking beside me to keep me balanced and Jake on the other side with Sam in front of us leading us out.

We make it out of a back door where I'm guessing Jake parked the car. Jake gets in the drivers side and Adam gets in the back with me. I sigh once my back hits the seat and close my eyes out of pure exhaustion.

I hear Sam talking to Adam, something about checking on me soon, and then the door is closed. The car starts to move and I lay my head on Adams shoulder, being weary of my stomach, and fall asleep.

A car ride later...

I feel the car come to a stop and stir awake. I look over at Adam and see him looking at me. I give him a sleepy smile and unbuckle my seat belt and we make our way out of the car and I to the house.

When we walk in I see that the house has been cleaned and look over to Adam, who cocks up an eyebrow and nods toward Jake.

"You did this?" I ask and make my way towards him, pulling him into an embrace. I feel my eyes water up and he pulls away and chuckles at me being emotional.

"Sorry I'm tired," I laugh and he tells me to go get some sleep. Adam helps me up to his/our room and helps me into bed. He gives me my medicine and sits next to me, moving my hair out of my face, and I sigh with content.

"Thank you for everything Adam. I really don't know what I would do without you," I say and he just gives me a kiss and tells me to get some sleep.

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