He almost died. On the verge of death when he was saved. Of course, he still sustained a significant amount of injuries. He suffers from slight head damage, unable to remember some things, and his right leg was amputated, and he now uses a prosthetic. It's difficult to walk without his real leg, but he still tries. You were his lover, happily staying home and tending to the chores around the house when he was sent off early in the morning to patrol. You never would've expected to have news brought back to you that he nearly died.

Two weeks have passed, and he was allowed back home from the medic center in Jackson. As much as you loved having him back home where he belonged, it hurt you to see him struggle to do things he used to be able to do with no problem.

He was in bed, sitting up as you brought a tray of food and medication to him, hands shaking as you tried not to cry - but he knew you all to well.