A Second Chance at love

Chapter 55: One big happy family?

"My poor baby!" I whispered to Jon. I could see it bothered him to see her hurting too.

Her cute little nose was scraped, she had a lump on her forehead that was an ugly shade of black and blue, she had patches of "road rash" on both of her arms and on her one leg, her hands were scraped up and I saw several bruises and of course her right leg was in a cast from her ankle to below her little bruised knee. Her toes were peeking out at the bottom.

"Daddy?" She said groggily "shh sweetie," he said soothingly as he gently stroked her hair "daddy's here" when she slowly turned and saw me I saw a couple bruises on her back. "mommy?" she said quietly then she began to cry. "I'm sorry" she said through her tears.

We told her it was ok, and that we were just glad she was ok and that she scared us.

After she ate her breakfast, she seemed more alert and wanted me to help her "get clean and get dressed" the nurse that came in to see how she was said that was fine as she had no open wounds, but to just be careful as she was probably pretty sore.

I took a warm washcloth and carefully wiped her face, arms neck and back-Jon ran out to the car to get the bag of her stuff that we had hastily thrown in there. When he came back I was spritzing her hair with a water bottle and gently combing the snarls and bits of gravel out of it. If it hurt she never complained once.

He rummaged through her bag and pulled out her favorite pj set and I helped her into it- stopping to wipe down her chest and stomach with the rag. She smiled as I helped her with her shirt and giggled when Jon turned his back as I helped her with her panties and shorts.

"I feel better now" she giggled "you can turn around now daddy" as I walked over and picked up the clothes she had come to the hospital in I saw the rips in her shirt, and where they cut the leg of her jeans and thanked god that she wasn't more seriously injured.

Jon helped her brush her teeth since her hands were sore. He finally got the courage to ask her what had happened.

"I was upset when I left the house on my bike so I rode around, but, none of my friends were home- so, I headed down to that new house that you are working on with your friend Jim and a car got too close to me- I got out of the way quickly but hit some gravel and flew off my bike into the ditch. It was dark when your friend with the blonde hair found me.

" Jim has dark hair sweetie" I said "I think he said his name was Jay or something." she said. I looked over at Jon and he said, "that's our new lighting and wiring guy- his name is Jay--he's pretty outgong when he talks to Jim, but, he clams up and gets real shy and quiet around me."

After everyone else had been into see Emma, we sat with her a while longer and the doctor came in and checked her again and said everything looked really good, so he was releasing her.

For the next 6 weeks she got around really well on her crutches. Her sisters were very sweet to her as well bringing her books, or pretty much anything else she needed. They stayed inside a lot and played games with her and they all watched movies.

The day she got her cast off, I drove her over to the house where Jon was working so she and I could thank Jay- but, he wasn't there--Jon said he had left as soon as he found out we were coming.

The 6 of us were just one big happy family.