"Karen, I'm telling you I have a good feeling about Mr. Doe today"
Felicity Smoak turns into the parking lot of the chesterfield hospital with her colleague and best friend Karen. They have been friends and colleagues ever since Felicity joined the coma ward five years ago. Ever since the first day she came to work she has been having regular conversations with John Doe, the gunshot victim brought in on her first day.
"You're a weird one, Smoak. Talking to a person who has been comatose for five years and praying for him to wake up just so you can ask him out," Karen says "maybe he's married with kids. Or maybe he's simply happy being in a coma because coming back is too much to handle"
Felicity sighs. She knows she's a dreamer but sometimes she just gets enough of Karen's pessimistic attitude "Come on Kar, it could happen"
"Yes, and I could also win the lottery, buy myself a nice care and move to the Maldives" Karen laughs before both checking them in.
Felicity decides to give it a rest for now because she just doesn't feel like handling the negativity and wants to enjoy another quiet work day.
"I'm going to get coffee" Karen says before disappearing into the hallway. Felicity walks towards the monitors and starts checking the vitals of the different patients. She counts the monitors and stops before the fourth one. Doe, John. She lets out a tiny smile and walks over to his bed
"Good morning gorgeous, it's a perfect day to wake up," she says while pulling his hair to the side. She takes a cold wash cloth and puts it to his face. She takes a lot of pleasure into doing Mr. Doe's daily cleaning "I wish we could've met under better circumstances, John," she says while cleaning his forehead "I just want to know what your story is".
She runs her fingers through his beard "this thing just simply has to come off, it's so 2012"

"What are you doing now Smoak?" Karen's voice wakes her up from the trance she's been in "It'll be growing back before you know it. And it won't wake him up any quicker"
Felicity whips her head towards her colleague "Stop it, now!" she spits "You do your thing, I'll do mine" She stands up and walks towards the makeup bag she carries with her every day. She takes out the razor blade she put in there this morning. Walking back towards John's bed she sees Karen shaking her head and walking back towards the computers. She doesn't care that her friend doesn't understand what she's doing. She read somewhere that physical contact for a coma patient can be very satisfying and can access certain nerve points that could eventually help break them out of their coma. She takes her sweet time shaving John Doe's face clean and after about an hour she takes a mirror and puts it in front of his face
"Happy?" she asks. She studies his face inch by inch hoping to find some kind of sign that he heard her but the only thing she registers is the loud tapping of Karen's fingers on the keyboard.
"Next time" she whispers before she walks away.

Three weeks later

"Still doing your thing with Mr. Doe there Smoak?" Karen doesn't understand why Felicity takes so much interest in taking care of someone who can't give her anything back. If it was her she'd just do her daily routine and be done with it. Not Felicity though, Felicity will take care of Mr. Doe day and night if they'll let her. She'd clean him up, shave him, tell him stories, read him books, and keep him up to date with the news. Deep down Felicity is the kind of person who believes in miracles. And a miracle they'll need to get Mr. Doe to wake up. Five years in and there hasn't been a single change of status. He;s still the same comatose person he was when they brought him in. But, Felicity knows that if there's only one percent change that John can hear her she'd take that change. So that is why she keeps doing what she's been doing for the past years, hoping against hope that he'll one day wake up and thank her for her good care.

"Felicity, there's someone here to see you" Karen's voice is weary and it lets Felicity know that she's not fond of the person to see her. That simply means that it can only be one person, Billy.
Billy is Felicity's nerdy ex-boyfriend slash new best friend. They'd only been dating for one week when they both found out that they had a lot in common but there wasn't enough love between them to make things serious. They decided that being friends was good enough for the both of them and that's what they've been ever since.
When Felicity started working at the coma ward five years ago and she met Karen they quickly became best friends as well but the tension between Billy and Karen have been there since the beginning. Billy is just your awkward, nerdy, extremely intelligent and intellectual male version of Felicity. Black spiky hair, blue eyes, and a little bit too much weight on his body. Karen is the exact opposite. With her long red hair, hazel brown eyes and beautiful toned body she turns heads everywhere they go. It didn't take long for Billy to fall head over heels in love with her and for Karen to not return his feelings. Hence the tension between them every time they meet.
"Karen, be nice" Felicity reprimanded her best friend, Billy wasn't the kind of person who handled rejection in the best way.
Karen huffed, whipped her hair over her shoulder en walked away.
"Still as nice as ever I see," Billy walks towards Felicity and engulfs her in a bear hug "I haven't seen you in ages. How have you been? How's life treating you?"
"Billy, you know you can pick up the phone and call me, right? I'm at work right now, not the best place to have a chat" she answers a little irritated. Billy knows that her boss doesn't like it when people visit without notice and she's not in the mood to get fired
"Oh chill Smokey, I just came in to ask you if there was any change in Mr. Doe's state. You know my dad wants to stay on top of this weird case"
Billy's father is (not at all coincidentally) Mr. Doe's caseworker and has been trying to figure out what happened to him for the last six months. Ever since the last case worker gave up on him, Felicity had been badgering Billy to get his father to take the case. You would've thought that a seasoned lawyer could figure out John Doe's identity in a heartbeat. Turns out, it's not that simple. Like, at all.
Sure, they had taken Mr. Doe's fingerprints but turns out he's probably a model citizen since he's not in any single data base. Mr. Doe didn't even get a single parking ticket in his entire life. Maybe they should rename him Mister Goodie Two Shoes. Who doesn't get a parking ticket? Anyone does at least once in his life. Or at least, everyone Felicity knows.
"Still nothing new, not a sigh, an eye twitch or a muscle spasm" Felicity mumbled, looking back at John. She wished there was something she could do to get this gorgeous man out of his comatose state.
"Dad's doing the best he can. There's not much more whe can do than to simply wait. Patience young grasshopper, patience"
Felicity smiled timidly, if there's one thing she'd learned these past five years it was to have patience.

So, there you have chapter two. I'm sorry it took me so long to write but I've been busy. Life is busy. I'll try to update chapter three sooner, but don't shoot me if it takes another couple weeks.
Let me know what you think of this. Is it worth continuing? I promise I won't let Mr. Doe stay comatose for much longer .. Reviews are love..

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