*Rylee’s POV*
It has been two weeks since the shooting, and I am feeling better, still tender but better than I was feeling
Rick comes in with my morning coffee and is smiling at me. I see the doctor coming in behind me with a giant smile
I look between both men and wonder why they are so happy
Rick comes and kisses my forehead and then sits on the bed next to me and takes my hand
I lean into him, and the doctor takes my vitals and looks at me with a giant grin
“Well, Rylee, how would you feel if I said that you could go home?”
I look at Rick then back to the Doctor
“Are you serious? Can I go home? I'm okay to fly?”
The doctor sits on the end of my bed and smiles
“Yes, Rylee, I have signed your release forms, and you are okay to fly without a doctor's presents, but you w
