Charlotte's POV...

If the moment feels right, you go for it. Worrying about if it was the correct thing do do, can come later. That's how I seem to be living my life recently and it scares me a little.

I fix my gaze on Levi, holding his hips steady while his body is shaking. He doesn't try to move or say anything, he just looks back at me.

The expression on his face is like staring at a blank slate, only peering into his blue eyes can I feel his despair.

Instinctively, I let go of his hips and fold my arms around his back, embracing him. Slowly I feel his body stop shaking, and I hear him release a little bit of uncertainty when he nestles his head into my neck and sighs. I'm pretty sure I let out a sigh too. Hugging him felt right, like something we both needed.

This week has been hell for me, and for Levi from what Nate and Sarah have told me. After Hearing that he hasn't slept all week and that he's had terrible nightmares every night, I knew I had to get back here. So after my father was released from the hospital and settled back at home, I jumped on the next available fight to Boston.

I want to get to the root of these nightmares he's having. He probably won't easily open up about what's going on with him, but I have to try.

I decide to be the first to break our hold and speak first, "Levi, I heard that you..."

"Wait Charlotte...", he interrupts. " I'm so sorry about your father and I'm happy that he's ok," he says concerned.

" Thank you, I think he'll be fine as long as he follows the doctor's orders."

I'm not going to succeed with getting him to talk about his dreams any further, so I may as well try to lighten up the mood.

"Shall we walk a little?" I ask, gripping onto his hips again.

He hesitates for a moment and I can see fear taking over his face, but I give him an encouraging smile.

"Sure," he agrees, placing his hands back on my shoulders.

I keep hold of his hips so he doesn't lose his balance and we carefully make our way across the room, guided by the ceiling track. His movements are jagged and his steps uncoordinated, but he's doing it and I can't help feeling proud about it. After another ten feet across the room, his pace begins to slow and I catch him wincing with each step he makes with his left.

"Levi, what is it?" I ask him.

"I keep getting a shooting pain up my leg when I shift my weight," he confirms.

"Alright, time to get out of this harness and take a rest," I tell him.

"Are you going to tell me about these dreams you've been having every night?" I nudge while pushing his wheelchair down the hall.

"No." He flatly states.

"Levi, you can talk to me if something is bothering you, " I push further.

"It's nothing... I'm fine now," he insists. " Can we just go and eat? I'm starving," he adds, trying to divert our conversation.

After we make our way into the dining room, he tells me he's going over to eat with Jake.

I'm glad he's made friends with Jake. Jake is a great guy, always positive and works very hard. Jake is a good influence for Levi and Levi needs a friend here, someone who's in a similar situation .

I use this time to talk with the rest of the patients here. Marlo and Kenny, both in their 50's, both with low spinal cord injuries. Sometimes I feel like I don't spend enough time on their personal therapy treatments, but I have another therapist who solely works with them. Plus their wives and children are here every day helping with therapy too. I just oversee everything.

Abby is our newest patient. She just turned 16 and is our first patient with quadriplegia. Kelly has agreed to be her main therapist and Abby's parents have been here around the clock.

That leaves Nate, Sarah and I to focus on Jake and Levi. Although, I've put the majority of my focus on working with Levi lately, and Nate has taken over working with Jake.

My staff is wonderful, I couldn't ask for any better. I'm so grateful for all the work they did while I was gone this week, I'm going to surprise them by taking everyone out tomorrow.

Levi ended up avoiding me the rest of the afternoon and asked Sarah to help him with an early shower.

I'm worried about him. He's hugging me, telling me he missed me one minute then ignoring me the next, and I need to figure out the reason for it soon.

While Levi was in the shower, I told everyone else that we're having popcorn and movie night in the lounge tonight. No one protested and Abby squealed with excitement. " Great! I'll meet you all in there with the popcorn, someone get in there and pick out a movie," I demand.

Everyone has a seat, waiting for me when I enter with all the popcorn and drinks. I hand everyone a bowl of popcorn, a beer for the guys and soda for Abby. Sarah takes Abby's to help her with it.

Levi is sitting at the end of the couch, his feet up on the ottoman when I hand him his popcorn.

He looks at me and smiles then pats the empty cushion next to him. " Do you want to sit with me?" He asks.

I tilt my head giving him a confused look and reply, "You're mood swings are giving me whiplash."

"I'm sorry," he says patting the cushion again.

I take a seat next to him. We stay silent like everyone else, engaged in the movie. After about an hour into the film, Levi gently rests his hand on my thigh and leans over to my ear. Speaking so softly so no one else can hear, he says, " I'm sorry."

" You have nothing to apologize for," I whisper back.

"Yes I do!... The whole time you were gone I was angry with you when I shouldn't have been," he solemnly states.

I look at him anxious for his reasons, "Why?"

He leans his forehead down onto my shoulder to hide his features and slowly confesses, " I was mad you left and I was afraid you wouldn't come back... that you'd finally given up on me."

"Why would you think that?"

I instantly see hurt and confusion flash through his eyes. That was dumb of me, of course he would think that! I say to myself. While everyone else around him here has their family, spouse, or girlfriend by their side, Levi has no one.

He has his parents and manager who visit once a month, but that's not enough. He's been avoiding most of his friends who are back in London because he doesn't want them to treat him differently, and the girl he was going to marry... the girl who he thought loved him, left him here alone.

The only person he truly has here is me. He needs me and I just left last weekend without saying anything! I'm to blame for his recent nightmares.

"Levi, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have left last Sunday without telling you why first. Thank you for finally telling me what's been bothering you," I softly say.

He rests his head back on my shoulder and I speak to him in the most convincing tone...

"Please don't ever think I'm going to give up on you... not for any reason."

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Phew! The last 2 chapters were difficult to write. I know where I want this story to go, I just need to include a few "fill-in" chapters, so we are able to better understand the characters!

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