"We need to get the bullet out before it does anymore damage" Mike spoke, rushing his words as they put a heavily bleeding Veruca on the medical table. She had just been shot by a hoard of gang members as they were trying to escape their territory. Charlie was shaking, he was too shocked, and Violet had to tell him to put it together. Veruca was at the risk of dying and they couldn't have him doing nothing. But they didn't know that he had seen it happen. It happened so fast, one minute she was leading the group, and the next she was on the ground, blood pouring out of her leg. He felt guilty, it should of been him, not her. But if she hadn't of pulled them back, they all would of been dead. Violet felt her pulse, it was slow and barely beating, her breathing slow. She knew that she would probably die if they took it out, they needed her heart rate to be faster.
"Stop! We need to give her an adrenaline shot first, we don't have many of these, so be careful. She could die otherwise. Charlie, you hold her down after I do it."
"You mean she will be awake?" Charlie asked concerned.
"Well, yes…. It will wake her up, but we need a higher heart rate or she will die… and unfortunately we don't have any aesthetic to numb the pain. So what would you rather Charlie? That she dies?"
He shook his head and held her down. Violet plunged the needle into her, and she woke up with a jolt. She started screaming with pain as the two held her down. Violet told her to be still as she and Mike tried to get the bullet out. She kept squirming on the table and crying in pain, her breathing becoming rapid. Charlie used all his strength to hold her down as they took the bullet out. They quickly applied pressure to the wound and used alcohol to sterilise it. Now all they needed to do was stitch her up. Charlie told her to try to stay still but she wasn't listening. She kept struggling as they finally stitched her up.
"Are you okay?" Charlie asked. She simply shook her head and passed out. He told the others to discuss about what they needed to do about the gang whilst he waited for her to wake up. They told him that she would probably wake up in a couple of days, but he firmly told them that he was staying with her. He didn't want anything else to happen to her, and he didn't want her to be alone if she woke up. Violet and Mike walked back to the inventing room to brief on what just happened.
"What we need to know is who those guys were and what they want?" Violet asked, slamming her hands on the desk.
"I saw the patch on their chests, it looked like a skull with the words 'Lucius' Legion' or something. If those guys were serious then they must really want to take over this factory."
"Well, then what do we do? We cant just sit here" Violet asked.
"I don't know. We can stop the power and completely shut the factory down, but I don't know how thats gonna fix it. Besides, the manual generator is on the other side of the factory. It would be too dangerous. "
"Yeah but if we do that, we would have to go to the generator every time we need supplies. And they could be waiting for us when that happens." Violet responded
"Well, then… I guess we would have to fight… not a good idea but it's the only one we have."
"Yeah sure, three people and one who is probably going to die going up against a whole gang!? That doesn't seem like a very good idea Mike. We are outnumbered and they have better supplies and weaponry than us!" Violet told him. He knew that was the case, but it was the only option at that moment.
They decided to put all the supplies they gathered on the table. It wasn't much, but it could last them a couple of weeks. Violet went back to the medical bay to check on Veruca. She asked Charlie how she was doing. Apparently her breathing was slow, so Violet checked her pulse. Her heart rate was slower than normal, but enough for her to survive. She told Charlie that she didn't know when she would wake up, and if she does, she would need time to recover and that he should join the rest of the group. He refused, saying that she needed someone to be there when she woke up.
"Charlie… thats if she wakes up… she nearly died. That much blood loss should have killed her. It was a good thing you put pressure on it." She told him.
"We should have gone back. She told us it wasn't safe, and we didn't listen to her. We should have trusted her."
Violet told him that they should have, but it was in the past now, what happened had happened and there was nothing else they could do.
"You really like her, don't you?" she asked concerned
"Yeah well… she's my friend… I'd do the same if it were you."
"I see the way you look at her. Don't bullshit me Bucket" she chuckled.
He tried to ignore her but she kept insisting. She saw the way he looked at her. It was clearly obvious, even Mike commented on the fact that if Charlie hadn't realised his feelings for her by now, then he was clearly a dumbass. But Charlie kept on insisting that he only liked her as a friend.
"You both really need each other. I can see that. Whenever we have arguments you always try to calm HER down, never me…and when we go by your old house, she always pulls you back into reality, sometimes even asking you to talk about it as if she really cares."
"That means nothing Violet! It's not like you when you gawk over Mike! Just-" He paused for a minute, was she right? "She's my friend and I want to help her okay, " He continued.
She gave up and gave him some food. Violet told him what to do if she woke up, and left huffing. Was she right though? Does he have feelings for her? He looked at her, she seemed so peaceful sleeping. He didn't want anything to happen to her. He shook his head, it was a crazy thought. They were JUST friends. Nothing else, nothing more and she probably didn't feel that way about him either. Did she?
A/N Not my best, but oh well, I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry I haven't updated I've been swamped with uni work.
