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    Savin Me From Me – (Chapter: A Date And Information)

    "I know it’s not the most exciting thing to hear, but you have to understand. You were in a coma for a whole month and previous to that you were revived three times when you were brought in and worked on." He sees the look of shock cross his patient’s face and pauses for a moment for that to sink in, cringing on the inside having to tell the poor girl this. He catches the look of pain that flashes through Spencer’s face and Jazz’s bowed head at the them being reminded of the painful news. Delievering the news to them the first time was probably the hardest thing he had to do. He always hated that part about his job. He clears his throat and continues.

    "You’re a strong person Ashley, and I’m pretty sure there was a certain someone you were fighting for." He smiles at the blush that rising up both Ashley’s and Spencer’s face, happy that he was able to lighten the mood a little, hoping that he was taking off the pretty big load he was piling on the girl and her friends.

    "I know you say you feel fine but you had a very serious concussion, the four broken ribs and the pierced lung. Now everything has healed up very well but your body still needs time to recover from your injuries and the coma you were in. When you do leave you’re going to have to take it easy. You’re going to have to go to physical therapy to build you stomach muscles up and get some movement back in your legs. When your arm is all healed up you’re gonna go and work on strengthening that up as well. It’s gonna take time because you’ll get tired easily and I don’t want you putting too much strain on your body. The injury to your lung has healed up nicely but I don’t want to risk anything." The doctor sees the pout along with the saddened look on Ashley’s face and sighs.

    "If I feel like you’re doing better I MIGHT let you leave earlier. No promises though." Ashley’s face lights up when the doctor says that.

    "Really?" She exclaims.

    "Yes, but my rules that I said before still apply." Dr. Johnson warns softly.

    "Got it." Ashley says a smile now gracing her lips. The doctor’s beeper goes off and he stands up to leave.

    "Well, that’s my queue to leave. Ashley I’ll be back to check up on you later, okay." The doctor says heading to the door.

    "Thanks doc." Ashley says. The door shuts behind him as the three girls watch him leave. Jacy and Spencer turn to look at Ashley both with an eyebrow raised.

    "WHAT?" Ashley questions.

    "You totally charmed Dr. Johnson into letting you out earlier with that pout of yours." Spencer giggles.

    "Yeah, Ash. Poor guy didn’t have a chance." Jacy says smiling.

    "It was actually really cute." Spencer says, her and Jacy laughing at the incredulous look that crosses Ashley’s face.

    "I’m NOT cute. I’m hot and sexy." Ashley says, pout back in place.

    "Nope. Totally cute." Spencer says, fighting the strong urge to lean over and kiss the pout off her face.

    "Whatever."

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