(Author Note: Hey readers! Here is the next chapter I hope that you enjoy! ~Potter-Weasley-Granger1)

Andie's P.O.V.

I am so frustrated with myself. How could I let this happen? I can't move, I can't speak, I can't open my eyes. I know that Sean is trying his best to be strong, but I can hear the fear in his voice as he talks to me. It doesn't matter how much I concentrate on moving, I can't do it. Right now, Sean is quiet. I guess that he is taking a nap. I am always 'taking a nap' but I can't actually sleep. My mind won't let me rest, my eyes are closed, and my body is physically still, but my brain is working overtime trying to figure a way out of this.

I am finally able to let my thoughts wander, then all of a sudden, my eyes are open, and I can see Sean sleeping on the couch next to me. Am I dead? Like waking from a nightmare, I don't remember what pulled me from my trapped state. I am kinda freaking out, but I want Sean to know that I am up, but I also don't want to scare him. As I go to grab his hand he shifts and opens his eyes, "Andie, your awake!" Sean sits up and says, "I'm going to go get the doctor." He then leans down and lightly kisses me then slides out the door in his socks, too excited to put on his shoes.

Sean returns quickly with the doctor and he begins to ask me some questions, 'how am I feeling? Am I in pain?'

"Alright Andie it looks like you are doing well, can you wiggle your toes for me," asks the doctor. Due to my blanket I can't see my toes, but I wiggle them as much as I can muster. "Thank you. Andie can you bend your knees to your chest for me," he requests. I try to bend my knees and I can't move my legs. I look at the doctor and at Sean.

"I can't move my legs, why can't I move my legs," I question frantically. The doctors face doesn't change.

He touches my feet and asks, "Can you feel this?" I shake my head no and he continues. He takes his pen and pokes my shin with it. "Can you feel that?" Another no. He continues to poke all the way to my back. Once he pokes my abdomen I finally say yes. I am confused what does all of this mean. I am hoping that he will tell me without me having to ask.

The doctor is busy scribbling something on his clipboard he looks up and says, "Ms. West it looks as if you are experiencing paralysis of the lower part of your body. We are going to take you in for another MRI to check the extent of your injuries and we will know more about how to help you."

Paralysis. As in I can't move? The nurses come in and wheel me to the MRI room to get checked out I will have to wait for results.

As I sit in the MRI machine Sean's face is burned in my mind. He looks so scared. I am awake now, which is good, but now I can't move my legs!

What am I supposed to do without my legs? I have to dance. It is everything to me. this all happened because I was going across the city. I can't even remember why I was going.

The doctor tells me that I have to be still for the MRI to work, so I lay as still as I can, and I cry. I cry now so no one else sees. I cry because I am weak. I don't think that I will be able to get through this. I can't make Sean go through this, or the rest of the crew. I am letting them down. Sean won't want a wife that can't walk, or dance.

After thirty or so minutes the doctor says that I am done and the board that I am on is pulled out of the machine. The nurses help me into a wheelchair, and I am sent back to my room. It will take a while to read the images.

Once back in the room I sit at the edge of the bed with my legs hanging off. Sean sits on the chair across from me and holds my hands in his own. I love him so much. If I didn't love him so much this might not be that hard. He shouldn't have to take care of me for the rest of our lives, we are supposed to take care of each other.

And children. How are we supposed to have children if I can't stand, walk or teach them to dance? I am unable to control my emotions and tears roll down my cheek.

"Oh, Andie," says Sean calmly, "It's going to be ok. Everything is going to be fine."

Sean is comforting me when the doctor walks back into the room, "Ms. West. It seems that you have some concern with your S1-S5 vertebrae of your vertebral column. There is potential for you to regain your ability to walk again, but there will be extensive physical therapy that you will have to do. For now, you will be released granted you take it easy and follow the instructions in this file."

Sean takes the file from the doctor and I am overjoyed. There is a possibility that I can still walk. I will work harder than ever to walk again.

Sean gets me set up in a wheelchair to go home and out we go. Time to start the rest of our lives.

(Authors Note: Hey readers. I hope that you enjoy this chapter. It's a little sad but gives hope for the future. Comment your thoughts on Andie's diagnosis. ~Potter-Weasley-Granger1)