***Bear***
A knock on the door woke me. Groaning out, "Come in," the door opened, and Doc popped his head in.
"Hey Doc," I moved to sit up, wincing as my body was still sore, and today seemed to be the worst, as I couldn't even pick myself up. "f*****g hell," I mumbled under my breath.
"I figured you'd be trying to gut it out," Doc says as he walks in, shutting the door. He grips my arm, helping me up.
Pulling the chair over, he sits in front of me. "I would ask if you are taking it easy, but by the looks of you, I'd say it's the complete opposite." Doc raised a brow.
"I don't have time to be pushing footing around. It's already been too many days. The longer I'm down, the longer she is with that asshat, and god knows what he has done to her already." I leaned forward, trying to catch
