The Fousts arrive in Minnesota two days before their court date. Adam was scheduled to meet with his lawyer the next day to go over all the information. They were to appear in court the following day.
"Wow, this is nice." Adam says as he sets down the suitcases he was carrying. He walks around the hotel room checking in the closets, drawers and bathroom. (We all do it)
"Yeah, it is." Tim replies quietly as he sets down his luggage and goes directly to the bed and lays down.
He had started to get one of his headaches as they were leaving the airport. It hurt so bad that he felt as if someone could actually see his left eye and the left side of his head throbbing.
"Holy cow, did you see the size of that walk-in shower?" Adam giggles as he reenters the sleeping area. He stops as he sees his husband laying on the bed. Tim was laying on his right side with his left arm hugging his head. "Oh, no." He adds in a whisper.
"No." Tim answers in a pained voice.
"Baby?" Adam quickly kneels down beside the bed and rubs Tim on the hip. Tim had said something about getting a headache while they were at the airport but Adam just figured it was from all the noise in the terminal. But after seeing his husband in this much pain, he knew it wasn't just a regular headache. "Where're your pills?"
"In my suitcase." Tim groans.
Adam jumps up and grabs one of Tim's suitcases and lays it on the small table in their room. Going through that one, he didn't find the pills. He was beginning to panic. Surely they didn't forget to pack them. Grabbing the other suitcase and laying it on the large tv stand, he begins to go through it, finally finding his husband's medication.
He runs to the sink and unwraps one of the plastic cups provided and fills it with water.
"Here, Sweetie, you have to raise up." Adam says as he kneels back down beside the bed.
Tim slowly raises up on his elbow and with a shaking hand takes the medication from Adam. He pops them in his mouth and washes them down with the water before laying back down.
"Scoot over a little." Adam says in a soft voice as he sets the pill bottle and the water on the nightstand.
Adam crawls into the bed next to his husband, wrapping his arms around him.
"God, it hurts." Tim groans as he lays his head over on the blonde's chest.
"I know, Baby. We'll get rid of it." Adam says in a whisper as he begins to massage the side of Tim's head where the injury had occurred.
Adam stares at the ceiling as he hums softly trying to quieten the painful whimpers of his lover. Yeah, $750,000 was a LOT of money but in Adam's mind, it should have been tripled that amount considering the pain and suffering his husband has gone through since the accident and will have to go through for the rest of his life. Not to mention, the loss of sight in his left eye.
After a few minutes, the blonde noticed that his lover had gone quiet. The pills had taken effect. Tim was out like a light. Adam kisses him on the top of the head before rolling the brunette over on his back so he could get up and unpack.
As Adam unpacked, he was deep in thought. Thoughts that made him angry. The money was a life-changer for them, sure, but look what Tim had to and will go through to make it happen. And then having to deal with Chris's sh*t wasn't making it any easier for him. Tim was a natural born worrier. He worried about everything. If the truth is known, he was probably worried about what might happen with these court proceedings which probably brought on his headache.
