Owen is your husband. You guys have been together since high school. Obviously, you two got married after college. You guys have been through a lot together. Even having a kid, and although he matured, he still loves skating. You didn't mind but did worry when he did stunts.

Today was a normal day for you guys. All normal and smooth. You did housework, he cooked, and you both took care of your baby. Lastly, his comments about you turning him and maybe a butt spank once or twice today. At 4:00 pm you allowed him to go to the skate park like always since your not gonna take away what makes him happy until at 6:00 pm you got a call from the hospital saying he was there. You immediately panicked and left your baby with your mom, then went to the hospital. They told you he had a collapsed lung, landed on his head badly, broken leg, and a few broken ribs. They reassured you that he would be okay, though. You still panicked. After they operated on his lung, the nurse led you to him but warned you that he was on a lot of anesthesia. You didn't care and went in anyway.

"Hey! Pretty lady.." He said softly with his slurred voice. You chuckled but went by his side and gently touched his chest. After a few minutes, you hear. "No, don't touch me." He protested but didn't remove your hand because he liked it. You ask why, and he responded with. "My wife...she'll get upset if she sees you touching me like that." Even on drugs, he's loyal somewhat, but it's sweet.