Imagine... (Magcon Imagines)

19. Nash

You sit on the ouch on the porch. Nash comes out holding two mugs of coffee in his hand. He smiles at you. The intensity has returned to his eyes. He's better now. His attacks are less often. They're extremely violent and emotional when they come but it's not often. He puts his arm around you while the other passes you a mug.
"Thank you." You say with a smile.
"Jeremiah stay out of your mothers flowers." He calls out. He smirks right after and his deep dimples make you smile.
"These children." You says giggling.
"I couldn't ask for better ones." He rubs his hand on your stomach. "And I couldn't ask for a better 3rd child. Hey Quinn" he says to your baby bump.
"Nash we don't even know if it's boy yet." You say pushing his head up. He smiles again and kisses you. "A man can hope." You smile.
"It's been exactly 10 years." He says.
"You're so much better now."
10 years ago he got into a car accident that damaged his nerves. Ever since then all it has done is trigger terrible memories out of no where and destroyed part of his memory. The doctors weren't hopeful and him and were ready to just take him out for good but you never gave up on him. He wouldn't have given up on you.
"You're my angel." He says.
"You tell me that everyday."
"Well guess what," he turns more to face you. "You are my angel. I wouldn't be here or in a good mental state if it want for you. I love you angel." He kisses you softly so it seems the world has stopped.

"And I will always tell you that for eternity"