Stef and Lena (MyLove)❤️

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STEF'S POV:

So she loves the house, and last night was our first night sleeping in it, our first night together and alone again, although there was so much I planned with Lena that involve naked bodies and and bed, we couldn't because Lena was recovering and I don't want to hurt her so we just slept.

"Good morning Mrs Adams Foster" I said as she rolled over grinning.

"Good morning, it feels good to be in my own bed again" she chuckled.

"I bet, so what's the plans today?" I question.

"Well I have to go to the medical centre today for my check up, but other than that...nothing"

"Great, I'll come too" I replied.

I wanted to support her in every way possible, I wanted to care for her all the time and make sure she has everything she needs, and that she is recovering well.

"Ok"

So the hours passed and we begun to start preparing ourselves for Lena's appointment, so we got dressed, and we left our house.

I could see Lena's legs trembling, I rested my hand on her thigh to soothe her. She was nervous and I understood why, she was going to have to have regular check-ups with continuous medication and all she wants to do is get back to her normal life.

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LENA's POV:

"Mrs Adams Foster" I heard as my doctor called me from the waiting room. It was time for my check-up and I don't know why I was so nervous, maybe because this was all so strange, I was practically dead and I just found my pulse again, everything is so surreal and we don't even have answers.

We taken a seat opposite dr.hoot, and I reached over for Stef's hand.

"So, this was a very unusual accident and I'm not specialised with this scenario but we have given you a prescript of your medication which contains penicillin which will hopefully speed up your recovery if everything goes well." He said handing over my prescription.

"So what about going back to work?" I asked. Being in hospital for over a month, being trapped in the house for recovery, I miss my job, my life, my social life also.

"Baby, take it easy and focus on recovering" Stef interrupted with concern.

"She's right. Focus on your recovery but by the looks of this you should be ok to get back to work next week, considering whether or not you take this week of recovery properly and relax" he replied.

Finally...all I had to do was focus on getting better this week and then I'll be good to go to work again, thank goodness.

"That's great news. Am I ok to carry on with life how I used to before the accident along with taking my medication of course?" I asked. Really I meant was it safe for me to do 'things' with Stef. But I also wanted to know if I can still go out shopping and everyday life activities.

"What are you exactly inferring to?" He questioned back.

"Well, can I still go outside if the house, do some shopping, and erm..is it safe to...Erm have sex?" I blurted out my face blushing as I felt Stef glance at me with embarrassment too, but it's a question she was curious about too. 

"Lena, your safety comes first." Stef said covering her embarrassment with concern.

"I advise that if you are to go out of the house then no longer than 4 hours. And sex should be perfectly fine but not if you feel weak or painful, only when your medication has kicked in and your body is relaxed" dr.hoot advised.

"Ok thanks" I say riding from my seat as we are ready to go.

"It was a pleasure meeting you Elizabeth" he said.

That threw me off track, why did he call me Elizabeth? The only reason that could be why he called me Elizabeth is if people know who I was. Maybe he's read my book?

"I'm sorry? Elizabeth?" I enquire with  curiosity.

"You are Elizabeth Adams right? The author?" He replies smiling unsure why I'm so scared of how he knows.

"Lena, baby. I need to talk to you. Thanks dr.hoot, bye" she said rushing me out the door and to the side of the walkway. "Look, people know who you are. It was on loads of news articles, I've had a few paparazzi crowds harassing me while you've been in hospital, but I assure you that people knowing who the Elizabeth Adams really is isn't a bad thing at all. You should read the comments, they love you. I love you"

"Seriously?!? It's been on the news? So people know Elizabeth is me. O my god. This is awful. Why haven't I had any paparazzi?" I questioned. How could I not have any photos taken when I'm a top selling anonymous author that people finally found my identity, yet no photos had been taken?

"Well, I'm a cop, I've managed to get a few files on these paparazzi crowds and scared them off for a while. They won't appear unless it's a big deal like going to awards or book signings, you'll be fine to carry on with your everyday life" she reassured me taking me into her chest.

"How come you didn't tell me about this?" I ask her looking deep into her eyes.

"I didn't want to stress you out just yet, I was scared to incase..." she started until she stopped and looked to the floor.

"Incase what Stef?"

"Incase... I don't know, it's just I haven't a clue what's happened but you died right before my eyes. And now you're stood here, right in front of me. I was scare Incase you I told you that you would become stressed and something would happen, like to your heart. I can't lose you again." Stef explained as tears flooded her eyes.

"I told you. I'm not going anywhere" I replied holding her tight and kissed her softly on the lips.
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A/N: need something good to happen again, kind of lost admiration of writing, I prefer when I know I'm making you happy by my stories and when something great and exciting is happening.

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