Request: Romeo x Wendy; Romeo as a med school student/doctor and Wendy running on a treadmill while connected to a heart monitor as part of a stress test, the stress proving too much for Wendy's heart, resulting in a massive heart attack/cardiac arrest and Romeo must revive her. Feel free to tweak this to your liking.

He ran towards her as fast as his legs could carry him. He saw her, falling towards the ground. Something wasn't right. No matter how fast he seemed to be running, he couldn't close the gap between them. She, however, was still continuing to fall toward the floor. Why wasn't Carla helping her? Why isn't anyone helping her? Can't they hear her call for help?

"Natsu! Lucy! Help her!" He yelled breathlessly as he continued running. They didn't seem to hear him at all. Why don't they notice her collapsing? That was when it happened. The base of her blue ponytail was only inches away from colliding with the ground, and the space between them seemed to stretch instead of close. He tried one last sprint, and stretched out an arm, in attempt to save her precious head from impact.

"WENDY!"

6:30am. Sweat was dripping from his forehead as he shot up straight in bed. It was only a bad dream.. He wanted to turn over to see his girlfriend sleep beside him, but she wasn't there. He suddenly felt anxious, panicking while looking around thinking his bad dream wasn't a dream at all. That is when he saw her note on the bedside table.

Left early for morning training, will be back around 12pm!

There's some waffles with syrup left over.

Love you - Wendy

He sighed in relief. She wasn't collapsing, this was just a bad dream. He couldn't quite shake the bad feeling off and decided to take a shower. It was his day off from the residency he was following, but there was no way he'd be able to fall back asleep anymore. He hurried out of bed before he started thinking about that dream again. Once he had cleared his head in the shower, he headed to the kitchen to eat the left over waffles Wendy had made earlier that morning. No matter how early her trainings were, she never missed making breakfast for both of them. Romeo on the other hand, barely had time to make breakfast for himself, let alone for both of them! He was forever grateful for Wendy making delicious breakfast, and her waffles were his favorite. Her cold waffles to be more precise. Wendy liked her waffles steaming hot with syrup and butter on top, just like you'd see in a newspaper of a pancake house ad. But Romeo liked them cold with syrup. Not just because he always burns his mouth while they're still hot. Once they turn cold, the waffle stiffens which makes it easier to spread other stuff on it without it melting and dripping off the sides. Today he chose the homemade peanut butter Mira-nee made at the guild. The crunchy texture of the actual peanuts made this waffle heaven, topped off with a warm cup of cappuccino, his morning was complete. We'll almost complete, it would've been better if Wendy were there with him to enjoy this sunny morning. At least she has a short day today. He thought back to all the times she was gone from early morning to late in the evening on his days off. Not that he particularly minded that. He would delve himself in medical books he brought home from the library to improve his knowledge. Every little thing would help out in his residency. Just a full more year and he'd be licensed to practice medicine on his own. Sometimes he'd envy Wendy. She was a natural born doctor. She finished the study within 1.5 years. Which is totally understandable with her foster mom Grandeeney and aunt Porlyusica. They were both head surgeons in Fiore's top hospitals. Porlyusica in New Magnolia, and Grandeeney in Crocus' Memorial Hospital. People would kill for an intern spot or residency spot in either of those hospitals. Romeo was lucky enough that Porlyusica wanted to give him a chance, which resulted in him landing a spot in New Magnolia. He still remembers the look on his class mates faces, but his sense of pride far outweighed their jealousy. Despite all that, she made him work hard, she was hard to please and really curt. He'd come to learn how to keep private and work separate.
As he was mulling over his textbook, Wendy opened the door and entered the kitchen.

"Hi, Romeo! Look like you didn't sleep in after all." Wendy greeted him while kissing him on the cheek. They've been together for several years now, but she was still shy about kissing him on the lips. It made him laugh while he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to him, trapping her in his embrace.

"Don't just 'hi Romeo' me and kiss me on the cheek, that's a no go missy. You know that just as well as I do." Romeo winked teasingly at her, causing her to blush violently. He then brushed his lips over hers.

"Welcome home, I'm glad you're back." He whispered against her lips. They stood there for a moment, enjoying each other's silence until Wendy broke it.

"You didn't forget about my stress test this afternoon did you?" Frankly he did, but before he could try to play it off Wendy already started talking.

"I assumed you would forget. Romeo! This is important!" Wendy had applied at the army as a field medic. Better yet, they'd approached her. They had heard of her incredible talent and wanted her. Today would be the day that would decide whether she'd make it or not. The final test was as they called it, the stress test. It's basically a simulation where the participant runs on a treadmill, while being attached to a heart rate monitor. In front and around her will be films and clips of the frontlines of war, injured soldiers on the verge of dying. She has to withstand that for about 10 minutes and then she'll pass, assuming it doesn't stress her out too much. She had asked Romeo to observe her, hoping it would help him with his internship. Since Porlyusica would be supervising the test, she granted him permission under one condition. That he take notes and learn from this experience. He'd be attending as a resident, not her boyfriend.

Once they made it to the hospital, Sergeant Dreyar was awaiting her. The tall broad blonde haired man looked quite intimidating with that permanent scowl on his face, but Wendy shook his hand without it bothering her. The sergeant explained to Wendy what they were expecting of her, and told her to get changed. Once changed, they all made their way to the exercise room. Polyusica instructed Romeo on where and how to attach the heart rate monitor to Wendy.

"Good luck Wen, you got this." Romeo kissed her forehead and sent her off to the treadmill.

As Wendy started running, her heart rate barely rose. She had been going on runs ever since they approached her. Romeo didn't expect her heart rate to rise at all. He stood there, watching over her with pride. Until the scenes of the sim started playing, it seemed she got spooked a little with some of the scenes on display, but her heart rate didn't rise that much higher.

"This is still just the early stuff miss Marvell, the frontline footage is yet to be showed." Sgt Dreyar explained to her, sensing her feeling tense. The easy footage seemed to set in with Wendy, since her heart rate went back down to when she was only running. After a few minutes, the screen displayed a platoon of soldiers engaging in battle, ducking and hiding behind walls of broken down buildings. The head of the platoon turned towards the group and,-

Romeo gasped loudly as he saw a cloud of sand and dust cover the screen after hearing a loud boom. That was a bomb, they actually filmed a bomb?! He looked over to the heart rate monitor and saw that Wendy's heart rate spiked up to a dangerously fast rate. He was worried for her, but she kept soldiering on, determination painted her face. There was the second impact. The sound resonated in the room, until he had a flashback to his dream. He saw Wendy falling. He shook his head to rid the image but it wouldn't disappear. That is when he realized this wasn't a dream. Wendy really was falling, the monitor beeping the monotone sound of a silent heart.

"She's gone into cardiac arrest!" The whole room was in uproar. Romeo ran over to her with the panic he had in his dream. He closed the gap and managed to catch her before he collided with the ground. He laid her on the floor and started providing CPR.

"I need a stretcher and a defibrillator. Now!" Romeo shouted at the room. Sgt Dreyar entered the room running with a stretcher he found in the hallway followed with Porlyusica who brought the defibrillator and a crash cart. They quickly laid her on the stretcher and he continued with the CPR. There were tears welling up in the corner of his eyes. He didn't want to lose her. He was planning on asking her to marry him at dinner tonight, while celebrating that she's made it. He had to save her, he just had to. Porlyusica started the defibrillator and checked if it was safe.

"Okay, Clear!" her shout resonated in the room as she applied the pads to Wendy's chest. The moment she released the pads from her chest, Romeo continued the CPR. He was getting desperate. There was no heartbeat and she wasn't breathing. The tears that were welling up in the corner of his eyes now trickled down his face.

"Clear!" The second round of electricity shocked her body. Romeo bowed over her to look for her breathing until he heard the heart monitor beep a familiar rhythmic beat. He looked up, surprised and looked at Porlyusica, who seemed relieved.

"She needs to rest, Romeo, take her to an empty room. Stay with her until she wakes. Sgt Dreyar. I'm not sure why this footage was this explicit, but are you implying that the field medic is on the front lines? Because that would mean you would be killing of the only one who can save you." Porlyusica sounded as curt as ever, but there was a tone of annoyance embedded into every word she said. Romeo didn't care though. All he cared about was Wendy who was breathing again.
After a few hours, Wendy woke up.

"Ro-, Romeo.. What happened?"

"You went into cardiac arrest. We had to defib you two times. Your aunt is reading sgt Dreyar the riot act. I'm so glad you're alive." Romeo grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss on the back of it, letting the last of his tears run down his face. Wendy moved away his black locks so she could look into his eyes. She wiped his tears and cupped his face tenderly in her tiny hands.

"Don't just 'good luck, Wen,' me and kiss me on the forehead. That's a no go sir, you know that just as well as I do." Wendy rephrased his words from earlier on, laughing, and placed a kiss on his lips.