Peter had mixed feelings when it became clear she wasn't only on edge while he'd been holding her. But it definitely wasn't an encouraging sign when even the paramedics seemed worried. "How bad is it?"

"femoral nerve dysfunction" the paramedic replied looking worried as she helped Jules in the ambulance.

"Do I look like a doctor?" Peter muttered but quickly apologised "Will she need to stay in hospital? What about her horse?"

"Yes, there is a risk she could fracture her palvis, and her horse will you look after him?" she turned to him, "We will call you" she got in the ambulance and drove away.

Peter was shocked to hear that. It might be even worse than he'd thought. He nodded in agreement when he was asked to take care of Trouble for now although he was apprehensive but he knew how much the horse meant to Jules.

Trouble started to panic as Jules left, he reared up. Meanwhile Jules was starting to sweat from anxiety, she didn't want to be here and she wanted Peter- wait what I want Peter? she thought to herself, i've only known him for 3 days!

Peter did his best to comfort the horse. Not that he wasn't scared too. Jules already meant a lot to him.

Trouble calmed but wanted to go after Jules, Jules finally arrived at the hospital where she was pushed in a hweelchair to a room, she kept her head down the whole time trying to avoid looking at anyone. When they got to her room they asked her to put on the gown, which she did. After about 30 minutes a doctor came in a showed her a picture of her thigh, she gasped and noticed it was brusied top to bottom, "You have femoral nerve dysfunction and you torn her thigh muscle Jules" she nooded and wanted to be left alone.

"Sorry boy, no horses allowed at the hospital" Peter sighed. He was sure that Jules missed Trouble too. But he had no idea she'd been thinking about him as well as he waited for an update.

She got fed up sitting there and grabbed her phone, she called Peter. "Hi Peter"