Wendy was thankful for the ride. "Oh, trying to fix paralysis?" she asked, then glanced at Chase with a 'I'm independent, I don't need a doctor' type of look. Or, what it looked like she was saying with that look. Ever since a doctor told Wendy that fixing paralysis was going to be impossible, she thought she could fix it on her own. Get through life with trying to fix it without a doctor. Even if the chance here of fixing it was in front of her, she wasn't going to take the chance. She refused to get help from a doctor. She wanted to try and accomplish something on her own. Isn't the Buddy System suppose to be two people? Only those two people are suppose to help each other, nobody else. But she could understand what Chase was getting at.<br/><br/>When they stopped at Wendy's house, and they unloaded the wheelchair and helped Wendy to the front door. She sat there for a moment, thinking to herself.<span style="font-style: italic">He thinks I can't do it on my own.. He thinks that a doctor can fix everything... He must not be trying hard enough.</span>she thought as she pulled the house key out of her backpack and unlocked the door, entering in and closing it behind her. From there, she went to her bedroom. Her mother was at work, so she had the house to herself for now. Getting into her room, Wendy closed the door behind her and moved over to her bed to set her backpack down next to it.