grafted
summary: Sam imprints on Emily. Leah gets mad. Sam ends up ripping Emily's face up. Leah is even more mad. Finally, Emily gets her revenge.
a/n: imprinting - sending women back to their kitchens, but at least they'll have microwaves this time! _ Now, I don't care for the wolves/shapeshifters too much - they bore me - but this was fun.
1 [x] emily
The man in the white coat beckons closer, inspecting. He clutches a clipboard of meaningless black spilling over white. A short glance at the girl and her wounds tells him more than he needs to know.
She lays there dumb, saline pumping in and out. The hint of life betrays its grim captor with the slight rise and fall of her chest and the electric sound of a bulky cardiac monitor. For all they know, she is completely stable, due for a full recovery.
"You're doing well, Emily," the doctor says, a spiraling sound. His voice echoes across dripping gauze, the haze of morphine diluting most of it. "You'll be fine."
The extent of her injuries clamp her eyes shut, but she can hear the shallow comfort in the doctor's tone.
"The bear got quite a bit of you, yes," the doctor drones, "but not much."
She wants to laugh, but her throat produces a barely audible gurgle. She remembers the scene - tempers flaring, claws ripping into the skin and down to the bone...
Could it really have been so little?