As soon as you fell you knew that you were fucked. Your foot had rolled completly under wither you while running resulting in an extremely rolled ankle. The scream that pieces the air is one you barely realize is your own. “Oh baby girl”

Tess slides to her knees next to you and grasps your face between her hands. “Joel….Joel fucking get over here” You can barely hear her shouting you are to focus on the blinding pain in your ankle. You let out a scream as a hand inspects your ankle. Tess’s hands tighten on your face as she pulls you into her chest. “ It hurts mama” You sob as another wave of pain courses through you. “I know. Mama knows” You can feel her rocking slightly in an attempt to soothe you even though it's not working it is a nice thought.

“I'll carry her go start the truck” Joel tosses the keys to Tess and leans down he scoops you up as both of them hurry out of the building. ”Daddy” You sob clutching at his shirt. “It's going to be alright daddy’s got you”  Joel comforts. He slides you into the backseat of the truck and reaches across your body so he can buckle your seatbelt. He runs around to the front of the truck as Tess slides into the seat next to you. “Let me get a look at it please” Tess lifts your leg gently into her lab as Joel begins to drive. The pain hasn't slowed if anything it's gotten worse.

Tess holds the water to your lips as you swallow the pills. She pulls away and tightens the lid onto the water before tossing it to the floor. She puts the strap across your chest behind you so you can lay your head in her lap. She runs her fingers through your hair. You can practically feel the fear coming off of her. Tess hates putting you in situations where you could get hurt and now that you are hurt she is going to go into full mama bear mode. Not that it's a bad thing it's nice to have people who would do anything for you.

You wake to a bright light in your face. You sit up pushing a couple of stray hairs out of your face. You aren't in the truck, it seems to be a living room that is mostly intact, some mold here in there but mostly plain. You try to set weight on your foot only for a crippling pain to shoot through your entire body. “Holy shit” You cry, collapsing back into the couch. You let out a noise of frustration as Tess enters the room. “Don’t try to stand, you will only hurt yourself more.” Tess sits down next to you, she is tightly clutching a bowl in her hands. She hands the bowl to you and you begin to shovel the food into your mouth. It might once have been ravioli not that it really matters. At this point, you are only eating to keep your body alive.

“If you eat all of that I can get you a couple more painkillers” Tess doesn't look at you as she speaks. You can already tell she is blaming herself for what happened to you. “It's not your fault I should have been paying more attention” You say wiping a bit of sauce off your face. “I brought you in there I should have been there to protect you” she ran a hand through her hair harshly. “Daddy” You shout If anyone can convince Tess it would be him. He stumbles into the room with a panicked look on his face. “Tell her it's not her fault. If anything it was that fucking floor's fault. “ You explain setting your bowl down on the table in front of you. “You can't blame yourself for everything” Jowl says leaning against the door frame. “Like you can talk” She raises an eyebrow. You haven't been able to figure out how she does that. Every time to try you look downright laughable.

You crawl across the couch until you are sitting in her lap. You grab her face pulling it up so you are seeing eye to eye. “ Stop blaming yourself and just hold me until I feel better” You grab her hands and wrap them around your own waist. She lets out a little laugh and then lets her face fall onto your chest. “We are a fuckin mess” She laughs into your skin. “At least we can be a mess together.” You run your fingers through her hair as Joel comes up behind you. The feeling of his hands on your shoulders startles you. “There is a bed upstairs.”