December 31, 2016

Picklock

Catching Sam roll her eyes, JT wasn't sure exactly what that meant. Someone's negligence, or was Aaron a regular picklock? Either way, he'd watch his step.

"Okay, no problem. I'll finish up with him now. Should take about twenty minutes or so, then I'd like to make sure he ices his knee when I'm done." He grinned a little. "I'll let you enforce that though." 

Aaron wasn't thrilled with this new doctor. Actually he seemed less likely to be manipulated, and that was frustrating. Not to mention therapy was never pleasant and he wasn't getting as many pain meds as he'd like. At least he'd been able to take a little stroll in the middle of the night. After all, it had been his first night in this room and he hadn't been able to resist seeing how easy the lock was. As it turned out, it had only take him about five minutes with a couple paperclips. He hadn't gone far on his crutches....just the fact that he'd been able to get out was good enough. For now. Finding ways to slip his cuffs and his room at least made him feel like he was gaining a little bit of control back. 

Once JT was done, he met Sam again. "Alright, I think I'm done for the day. I'll check in with Misty, then I have to get back to the hospital but I'll be back here tomorrow."

Listening to the conversation from inside the room, Aaron was sitting up in his bed, now fiddling with one of the two finished lego cars. He couldn't help but wonder just how long this was going to last. 


Hunter smiled as Ryan came out and got into the car. "Oh, I'm always ready for an adventure." He put the car in gear. "First up... Coffee."

After stopping for gas, coffee and a few snacks, they hit the road. And once they were out of city limits, Hunter set a good speed. "You're in charge of the radio," he informed between sips of coffee. "That's the only requirement of the passenger."

He thought for a moment and decided to add more. "And whenever you need to stop just let me know... Whether it's for five minutes or you need to just stop for the day. Okay?" He really did mean it. Though he wanted to make good time to Texas, he wouldn't go any faster than Ryan wanted. He knew she was nervous and he knew that she might need breaks to take breathers or get her mind on track. And he was okay with that.