"When are you going to get up Sam?" Aaron asked, sitting down at the edge of the bed and looking at her.

"Not sure I want to today." Samantha grumbled. Today was Sunday. Sundays were hard. Without warning, tears came to her eyes. It was a hopeless feeling, not being able to cope. It was worse knowing that Aaron could see. "Stupid tears!" She had already cried too much as it was, what was the point of more waterworks?

"Aw babe, its ok, you don't need to cry. Come here." Aaron wrapped Sam in his arms and rocked her. Sam had been this way for a while now. Weeks, months maybe. He knew today would be rough, Sundays usually were.

"I made you breakfast" he said, holding out a rationed protein shake. The gesture brought more tears to Samantha's eyes, and she broke down again, apologizing. "Come on, lets get up. I'll help you." Slowly, and with encouragement from Aaron, Sam was able to get out of bed,gulp down her breakfast, and hobble to the shower.