A/N: HEY BABES!! Thank you for coming back for Part 11!! As I've said about 50 million times this is based off of Greys Anatomy and requested by @FoxKing9. I'm planning on having one more part to this so that would be coming out next week, unless I change my mind! ENJOY!!!

Song: Fight Song                 Artist: Rachel Platten 

8 days before leaving the hospital

"Mitchy, your lunch is here!!"

"Great, I hope I doesn't taste like cat food. Which is what the sh*tty hospital breakfast tasted like this morning. It was awful, and I just want real food."

"This is real food, Mitchy."

"Yeah, whatever. What did they bring this time, Scotty?"

"It just looks like regular soup, babe."

Scott said as he propped Mitch up in the bed, and brought the tray of food to his reach. Since he has had a traumatic brain injury, he can't fully use either of his hands. The doctors have to help Mitch re-learn how to do that and as you can imagine, it is very hard.

"I wanna try to feed myself, Scott."

"Okay, go for it."

"Kay."

Mitch picks up his spoon, which he doesn't have that great of a grip on it to start with. He then dips it into the soup bowl, picks up a few noodles, and tries to bring it to his mouth. This didn't work as smoothly as he thought it would, as he tries to take a bite his hand gave out and flipped  the hot noodles right into his face.

"Ow!! It's hot! Hot!!"

"Oh Mitchy, it's okay. I'll go get a towel, you are fine."

Scott grabs a towel from the bathroom, and wipes all of the soup off of Mitch

"I'm so useless, Scotty."

Like a small boat

On the ocean 

Sending big waves

Into motion

Like how a single word

Can make a heart open

I might only have one match 

But I can make an explosion

"Mitchy, absolutely not. You are the exact opposite of useless, I promise. You were given a new lease on life, that is everything but useless. Want me to feed you?"

"Yeah, I will make too much of a mess anyway if I try."

"Baby the doctors are going to help you learn how to pick things up better, soon enough you will be able to feed yourself. It just take time but, you'll get there eventually."

"Promise?" 

And all those things I didn't say

Wreaking balls inside my brain 

I will scream them loud tonight

Can you hear my voice this time?'

"I promise."

6 days before leaving the hospital

"Alright, Mitch. We are going to, get your hands back and moving today."

"How?"

"Well, for today I'm just going to have you try and move your fingers."

"But, they are so clamped up."

"I know that is why we are going take it one step at a time, Mr. Grassi."

"You've got this, Mitchy."

"Mr. Grassi, give it a shot!"

The nurse was cheering him on, and so was Scott. It didn't happen instantly but, with a few minutes of Mitch focusing on his hand and nothing else. He was able to open it!! Just a little bit though but, that is still something to celebrate.

"AH!! I got it!! I got it!!! I did it!!"

his is my fight song

Take back my life song

Prove I'm alright song

My powers turned on

Starting right now I'll be strong 

I'll play my fight song 

And I don't really care if nobody else believes

'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me 

"Good job, Mr. Grassi!! That was the goal for today, you achieved it!!"

"Baby, I knew you could do it!!!"

Scott said as he kissed Mitch, and wrapped him in a big hug. It was such a great moment for him  that needed to be celebrated for awhile. Scott pulled out of the hug, and looked Mitch in his deep dark brown eyes. 

"Mitchy remember little goals, mean big achievements."

"Haha!! I remember that, Scott. I always do!!"

"Hey, you are awesome."

"So are you, and you are also a great caretaker. Love you."

"I love you more, Mitchy."

"I love you most."

4 days before leaving the hospital

"Mr. Grassi, today lets try to get you up and walking again."

"It always hurts so bad, I don't like it."

"Yeah, none of my patient's really do enjoy it. But, they always thank me after."

"They do?"

"Yep, now lets go. Legs over the side of the bed, just like before."

Mitch does exactly what he is told, without hesitation this time. Scott is standing out of Mitchs way, right next to the nurse. They take a 2 minute breathing break, as this is putting his broken body through a lot of pain.

"Mr. Grassi, you ready?"

"Y-Yeah, I am."

The nurse holds both of Mitch's hands, and helps him take the first step. He is in pain but, this pain is nothing like it was the other day. He's improved so much, and it makes Scott smile from ear to ear. However, the pain started to intensify and the nurse was trying to get Mitch back into the bed but he wanted to keep going.

"Mr. Grassi, you  are in pain, I think this is enough for today."

"N-No, I-I wa-wa-wanna keep g-go-going."

"Mitchy, you need to get back in bed. Listen to the nurse, babe."

"S-S-Scott, we are g-ge-getting married."

"I know, Mitchy."

"You want me walking down the aisle not rolling, right?"

"Mr. Grassi, you are pushing yourself and if you don't sit down soon your legs are going to give out on you. So, that's why I need to get you into bed. Okay?"

Mitch really didn't want to stop, he wanted to keep making progress. But, his legs were hurting really bad and he was getting every tired. So, as much as he wanted to fight the pain and keep going.....he let the nurse guide him back to the bed.

"Mr. Grassi, you have made great progress. We are going to take this one day at a time, it won't just happen overnight. You bones need to strengthen before you can walk farther."

The nurse said as she gave Scott a smile, and walked out of the room. Scott sat down on the bed with Mitch, who had his head down. The blonde could easily tell that his fiancé was disappointed in himself when, there was no reason to be disappointed at all. 

"Baby, I don't care if you roll down the aisle or walk."

Losing friends and I'm chasing sleep

Everybody's worried about me 

In too deep

Say I'm in too deep (In too deep)

And it's been two years I miss my home 

But there's a fire burning in my bones

Still believe

Yeah, I still believe 

"Y-You don't care?? I-I mean, this is your wedding."

"No, no, no, not at all. I'll I care about is getting married to the man of my dreams."

2 days before leaving the hospital

Today Mitch is still working on regain strength in his hands and fingers. The nurses are trying to get him to try an exercise, where he must touch each finger with his thumb. It isn't exactly easy for him because, he has to really focus.

"Mr. Grassi go ahead and try to open your hand as much as you can."

"It's r-really hard."

"Keep trying, Mitchy."

Just like before, it took a few tries and a few minutes but he was able to open his hand even more than last time. Which is a lot of improvement for Mitch, as they are taking things very slow.

"Oh, I got it!! My hand is open, and I can move my fingers!!"

 And all those things I didn't say

Wreaking balls inside my brain

I will scream them loud tonight

Can you hear my voice this time?

"Great job, baby. You should be very proud of yourself."

"Trust me, I am."

"Okay Mr. Grassi, I want you to try to touch each of your fingers with your thumb."

The nurse says as she shows with her fingers of what Mitch is supposed to do. He thinks it is very easy but, it really isn't...not at all.

"This is too hard!!"

"Mr. Grassi you need to focus, and keep trying."

He tried

And tried 

And finally was able to do it 

his is my fight song

Take back my life song 

Prove I'm alright song

My power's turned on 

Starting right now I'll be strong

I'll play my fight song 

And I don't really care if nobody else believes 

'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

"I did it!! I touched each finger, with my thumb!!!"

"Mitchy!! I'm so happy!"

"I'm happy too, Scotty."

"Alright well, Mr. Grassi that's all I want you to focus on today. Ever so often just practice touching each finger to your thumb."

"Okay, thanks."

"Of course, I'm going to check on my other patients now."

The nurse leaves 

"Mitchy, I'm so proud of you. I know I've said it so many times but, it's so true!! When you started trying you said it was too hard, then you did it. Nothing is too hard for you, my love."

A lot of fight left in me 

"I know, and I've still got a lot of fight in me."

Going home 

"Mr. Grassi, I have some good news for you."

"You do??"

"Yep."

"Well, what is it?!"

"You are officially out of my care, because you are going home."

"I'm going home?! AH!! I'm going home!! Scotty!!! Come here!!"

Mitch said, wanting a hug and kiss from Scott. He did get what he wanted, and Scott was so excited to be able to take Mitch home. It's like they have been in this hospital, for at least a month which is almost true. He's been in here for about, 3 weeks.

"Mr. Grassi, I am going to have you continue physical therapy and I'm also going to have you come in for a few follow up's every few weeks. I will go get the discharge papers and y'all can start packing up."

"Okay, thank you."

"Of course, I will be right back."

The nurse leaves, and Mitch and Scott have a small dance party!!

"I can't believe I get to go home!!"

"I can believe it because, I knew you would make it out of all of this."

"Awwe Scotty, I love you."

"Love you too!!!"

Like a small boat 

On the ocean 

Sending big waves 

Into motion 

Like how a single word 

Can make a heart open 

I might only have one match

But I can make an explosion 

Mitch has already signed his discharge papers, and he is all packed up. He is about to be wheeled out of this hospital, with his nurse pushing him and Scott was carrying all the luggage right next to them. 

"Wait!! Stop, we need to go back into the hospital!!!"

"What?? Why, Mitchy?"

"We just have to go back, I'm not ready to leave yet."

"Hold on what?! I'm confused, baby."

"I need to stay another night, I'm not ready to go home."

"What?? Please explain, I'm listening."

Scott said as he stopped the nurse from moving the wheelchair, left the luggage behind him and squatted down in front of Mitch. Who seemed to be on the edge, and Scott had no idea why.

"I-I'm not getting in the car, I-I-It's not s-s-safe."

Some wounds may never fully heal

This is my fight song

Take back my life song 

Prove I'm alright song 

My powers turned on 

Starting right now I'll be strong (I'll be strong)

I'll play my fight song 

And I don't really care if nobody else believes

'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me 

"Mitchy, you feel that way because you were in a life altering car accident."

"Y-Yeah!! That's right, the last time I was in a car I nearly died."

"I understand that, baby. You are scared, and so am I. You are bruised, and some of those bruises will never fully heal. But, we still have to do things we are afraid of. Like getting in a car."

"We do?"

"Yes, we do, and we will."

"I-I'm just scared, Scotty."

"Yes, I know. But, what do we always say when you think things are too hard?'

"I've still go a lot of fight left in me."

Know I've still got a lot of fight left in me

"You've still got a lot of fight left in you, Mitchy."

A/N: THANKS FOR READING!! This sickfic book recently just hit 15k views and I cannot believe that!! When I started writing I NEVER thought that would happen, so thank you so much!! I'm so blessed, and I love each and every one of you!! BYE!!!