Author Notes: Hey guys! So this is my first fic ever and tbh I'll probably look back at this in a couple of years and cringe really hard. But for now, I hope we can all enjoy it! I mainly started this because the world needs a Gency series fic. Please keep in mind I have almost no experience with German and medical terms. Most of my info will be provided from researching German terms and binge watching Grey's Anatomy. And with that being said, I hope you all enjoy!
(Check out end notes for translations)

Darkness...
Everything feels ... heavy.
His body... No. More than just that... His entire being felt as if it was consumed in an icy fire. As if a great raging beast was burning him alive. Every passing second is a fleeting, blurry mess... He can just barely feel himself fade in and out of consciousness as surrounding sounds and faint, elusive visions pass him by.

An argument...

"Hey, what's that in the water...?"

A flash of bright blue light.

"Quick! Somebody call the medical department!"

And pain... So much pain...

"Don't die on us punk! We're almost there. Just hang on."

And then...

"Do not worry. I'll be watching over you."

Darkness...

"Excuse me, Doctor Ziegler. Commander Morrison is on the line, he says it's urgent."

Sighing, the doctor slowly put down her medical report and turned to face the nurse. "And when exactly has is not been urgent?" As she walked over to take the receiver from the nurse, the nurse gave a small chuckle, "Oh, you know how he is. "As long as I'm not reminding someone to get Winston more peanut butter, what I say is always important and must be remembered!""

Both women laugh at the flimsy impression as Mercy raises the receiver to her ear, "Hello? Yes Morrison, this is Mercy speaking. Now what exactly is so..."

Any remaining amusement fell from the nurse's face. Replaced with a growing concern, she prepared herself for what came next, "What do you mean-... Yes... Yes, I understand. Alright, we will be ready."

As Mercy hung up the call, she began to quickly shuffle around her lab, grabbing her coat and her emergency pager, giving orders as she moved.

"We have an incoming patient in highly critical condition. Morrison and the others will be here in less than 20 minutes. Go find a surgeon who is not operating at the moment and prep room 12. If anyone gives you trouble tell them I sent you and that the incoming patient is of top priority." Mercy rushed out of the room as the nurse stammered "Y-Yes Doctor Ziegler, right away!"

...

He wasn't kidding when he said the damage was too severe to describe. Nothing Morrison could have said would have lived up to how close this man was to death itself. The man was covered head to... what was left of his toes; in many deep cuts and what appeared to be some sort of strange burn. Honestly, it was nothing short of a miracle he was still breathing!

As she rushed to side of the gurney being lowered from the helicopter, she began to speak rapidly with the emergency site medics. As they rushed to the prepped surgery room, Mercy noticed the patient start to slightly regain consciousness. Out of instinct she moved closer to him and put her hand over his.

Giving a soft smile, she looked at him and said "Do not worry. I'll be watching over you."

As they entered the surgery room, she let go of his hand and began speaking with the surgeons as he slipped back into unconsciousness.

As she walked out of the room she spotted the Commander waiting for her leaning against the hallway wall, "Well Doc? How is he?"

Giving him a blatant glare and a frustrated growl she crossed her arms, "Morrison I do not know what you want from this man, and honestly while it concerns me greatly, it will have to wait. Do not think you are off the hook, we will talk about this. But for now, what the hell are you expecting me to do here!? By the time they are done with him, most of his body will be gone. The internal damage in addition to the stress on his body from amputation could have him gone at a moments notice, not to mention that if he somehow were to survive, he'd be incapacitated and in pain for the rest of his life. Honestly Morrison I do not know what you were expecting me to be able to do! I'm not a miracle worker!"

By this point she was practically fuming. Jack watched her and gave her a moment to breathe before sighing and leaning forward, "Look Doc, the reason why I brought the kid to you is because there is no one else on this entire fucking planet that would have even half a shot of saving him likeI know you can. You can give him more than just a ...heh... "merciful" death, OR a life cordoned to misery."

As he walked past Mercy he stopped for a moment to place a hand on her shoulder and smile, "If anybody can give that kid a miracle, it's you Doc." As she silently watched him walk away, the surgeon from the room down the hall approached her, "Excuse me, Doctor Ziegler? The patient is stable for the time being. The charts are in his room, ready for you look at." As she took a long deep breath, she gave a quick thank you to the surgeon and headed towards the patient's room.

"Due to significant cuts, burns, loss of several lower appendages, and extreme nerve damage; the patient Genji Shimada has gone under amputation surgery removing both of his legs, and his right arm..." Mercy stood in the room scanning the medical files of her patient, who she now knew was Genji Shimada, second son of the infamous Shimada Clan.

Besides the doctor quietly speaking to herself, the only sounds to be heard in the small room was of her scribbling pen, the beeping of a heart monitor, and the low hums of the medical machines keeping the patient alive.

"Not only that... but in addition, the patient has received what is best described as burn injuries, that have managed to inflict internal damage in areas exposed by wounds as well as areas where the surface is only scratched severely..."

After leafing through the files for a few more moments, Mercy let out a frustrated growl and turned to face the patient. Looking at the broken state he was in, covered head to well... remainder of his upper thigh; in bandages, she thought to herself.

It wasn't like she didn't want to help him. It's just how could she? If she couldn't save him, then how was she expected to do this?

On the brink of tears she sat down and buried her face in the palms of her hands. Just as she was about to give up, Morrison's words from earlier came back to her.

"If anybody can give that kid a miracle, it's you Doc." Heh... Yeah right. It would take nothing short of a miracle to save this man.

Just look at him! He's practically living off of the machines!

...

Living... off of the... machines...

Her eyes grew wide as she looked up at the man in the bed across from her. " Ach mein Gott, that's it!"

More Notes:

Translations: Ach mein Gott= Oh my God

Well there it is folks. Chapter 1 of Part 1 is out there. If you enjoyed that then please leave some kudos and if youre feeling up for it a comment! I'm hardcore winging this as I go so I'm open to ideas and constructive criticism. Also if there is a way to add addition tags such as slow burn and stuff like that please let me know. Cause ooooh boy, is this gonna be a slow burn or what. Much angst, many feels, lots of fluff. Thanks guys, see you all next chapter!

(Part 1 of A Healer's Touch series)