Tasha nodded slightly as he got ready, rolling to her side and megarly pushing herself into a half sitting position as she yelped out in pain. God she hated this. It was about at this point last time that she had been moved into the hospital for the rest of her treatments. Back then she had no one to help her, now that she did though she wondered if it was the right choice.

	As Lincoln dropped her off in the truck and went back for the bag she stared blankly out at the hotel they called home. The last week's had been strange. She wanted to mend what they had gone through but her cancer had made her try to keep her distance some. It was hard, he was there taking care of her, he slept next to her. She just wanted to stay curled in his arms constantly, she wanted to make plans for the future, but how could she even bring it up when she couldn't even walk back to bed most nights?

	Seeing him come back she just sat there, staring out as the city as it passed by and waited for him to park and get her into the ER for now. Her fever was spiking and she felt frozen to the bone, her teeth chattering as she reached out for him to take her inside. She knew the hospital would try to get her in a wheel chair or on a gurney as quickly as possible.