Yes, I will be continuing. Schoolwork is just getting in my way, and I keep writing lines then deleting them all, because I can't make up my mind on what to write. Anyway, sorry for taking a while, here's chapter 2.

Angela pressed the last piece on, the faceplate. She stood back, looking at what she had created. She was proud.

"Angela, you've done it. The boy is in a stable condition, but he is still comatose. We don't know if it has fully worked yet. We just have to wait." The woman said. The doctors started to love the room but, as Angela was leaving, she realised that she didn't have much to do elsewhere, so she stayed. She went and just sat on the edge of the bed, next to him. She looked at his vitals, and saw that he was okay. She looked at the body she had made him. It was on nicely. She heard the steam and whirring of the pipes on his shoulders. She felt calm sitting next to a patient, for the first time in the hospital. She sighed.

"Uh, hello." She said. "I hope you're feeling okay. I noticed that I have don't have much on today." She paused. "Or... Any day, really. It's pretty hard being the youngest, ever since my mother died." She looks down into her lap. "Sometimes I try to tell the staff jokes, but they usually act as if I'm not there. But... I manage." She paused. "I wish I knew your name." She said. "That would make it easier to talk to you, but what can I do?" She said, her facial expression slanted "At least the first part of the day was relaxing. I managed to get a coffee!" She smiled. "I'm too young to be needing coffee, but it's a stressful job. At least I get to own a room, I'm kind of an orphan that gets paid." She yawned. "It's getting late, I should go..." She says, standing up. "Goodbye." Angela says in a soothing tone, checking his vitals once again and leaving.

She thought about her patient, if she had done well, if he would ever wake up, if he even spoke English, but she couldn't answer any of those questions until he woke up, or if he wakes up. She entered her room, changed and lay in bed. Slowly, she fell asleep.

The next morning Angela's deep sleep was interrupted by the beeping of her alarm clock. She woke up at 4:30 with sluggish movements, wiping sleep from her eyes. She got dressed in her usual uniform, and headed to the lounge to see if she has any appointments. None today, only on weekdays. She may be surprised by a sudden phone call or text telling her to do something, but that isn't too regular. She thought about her patient. She sighed, playing it to herself as if it was a burden, even though she knew that she enjoyed time with him. Angela grabbed a black whiteboard marker and wrote in her afternoon, 'Taking care of patient (2-3).' She said to herself out loud as she wrote. She stood for a second, realising it was four in the morning and she had nothing to do. She walked over to the couch, and lay on it, her head resting on one armrest, her feet on the other. She rested her eyes and let her mind free. She mistakenly let herself fall asleep.

A while later, she woke back up, eyes droopy. Once she was fully awake, she slammed her hand on her forehead. "Damnit! She mumbled with anger. She looked around the room, hoping no-one saw her sleep or her outcry. She brought up her watch to her eyes and looked at the time. It was around 1:30, so she still had time to go visit her patient without everyone thinking that she falsely scheduled something so she could take the day off. Still pretty tired, she went and made herself a coffee, then headed down the windy hallways to her patient's room.

"Hello again. I've come to see you, being your doctor and all." She smiled, managing to make awkward speech to an unconscious body. She thought for a second, then took off his faceplate. His eyes were still closed, his head to the side and his mouth open. His entire face was red. She lay her hands on his cheek, feeling his skin. He felt hot, like a sunburn. "Oh no, I mustn't have cooled the air inside your body - sorry." She said, looking at his face. She took off all the parts of the head and started work on them. She added conditioning to all the different parts, and it took her some time. She left the room, re-entered and left again, getting what she needs. At last, she had finished. "Now, this should cool you off, and also bring the air down to your lower body." She said, talking softly to herself. She put the helmet back on like puzzle pieces Arians his head. "Erledigt." * She said, pausing. "I do so much for you." She says, looking at him. "This morning was pretty embarrassing. I woke up at around four o 'clock and went to the lounge. I was so tired and I went to sleep so late that night that I fell asleep on the couch in there. I'm not sure if anyone saw me, but I slept for around 8 hours... Note to self, try not sleep at around 2 in the morning. A shame that you had to... Arrive so late," she said, "but it's not your fault. I've had a couple of weird patients who didn't understand most things. Here, I'll tell you a story." She says, smiling. "So a couple weeks or months ago, I was treating a patient who had serious pain in her ear. I prescribed her to ear drops, and told her to see me after a week passed. She came back with good news and bad news. The good news was that her ear no longer hurt, but the bad news was that the medicine tastes awful. Since she was better, I didn't have the heart to tell her that ear drops belong in your ear..." She laughed and sipped her coffee. She tried to ask him questions and tell him knock knock jokes, but it got awkward when she had to respond. Realising that she didn't have much more to talk about, she decided to leave. "See you tomorrow." She said.

Once again, sorry for taking awhile, but here is chapter 2. Hope you enjoyed.

*Erledigt is 'done' in English.