Canary was right, I did feel a lot better when I woke up. Two weeks later.
"You put me into a coma?" I shout at Canary who doesn't even flinch,
"You needed rest to get better, if you were awake then you would have done something stupid to reopen your stitches. Again." She glares at me, "Not sit back down before I sedate you again." Grumbling I do as she says and sit down on the edge of the of the cot,
"Fine, but what did you tell my family?" Canary swabs the crook of my elbow and produces a blood taking needle that she promptly sticks me with it. "Ow!" I protest but quiet down under her gaze,
"Your cousin, Corporal Bligh, called the police and he was given a basic debriefing. The rest of your family, except Miles of course, I don't believe have noticed your absence." I nod, this is normal, I don't remember any important social events on my parent's calendar that I was supposed to be a pawn at. Which meant I was of no use to my parents. Adam on the other hands, it was always nice to have him home. He was a great guy and always looked after me like a big brother, or a father even. His parents, my aunt and uncle, had disowned him after he had almost overdosed on drugs (Adam had never told me which drug though) and then joined the Army at the age of seventeen. Though both of us had partied hard he never let me party with him, I had mostly smoke weed and done some ecstasy while he did heroine (which I had to figure out by myself) and even worse things.
"Did he ship back out?" I ask Canary, standing up and doing a light stretch,
"Yes, he left yesterday morning for...Iraq." The way she says it makes my head snap to look at her as I tug the shirt that Black Canary had given me when I had first woken up over my head.
"Iraq?" The corners of her lips tug upward,
"More or less." Canary puts a Hello Kitty bandaid on the bubble of blood from where she took my blood,
"Hello Kitty?" I ask her, raising an eyebrow, she chuckles,
"They're fashionable, you're good to go, Charlene." I nod and walk out of the infirmary, I make it not even ten feet down the hall before a voice stops me.
"You look pretty good in my shirt." I turn around to see Barbara in civvies and sunglasses, walking leisurely towards me, hips swaying.
"Maybe I'll keep it then." I can tell that she is looking me over as she gets nearer, I roll my eyes. "Stop checking me out, Bat. I just woke up from a coma," My eyes widen in realization, "My hair must look horrid." I pat my head to find that indeed, my hair is a ratsnest. Barbara laughs,
"I think you look adorable, D." She reaches up to touch my hair and I bat her hand away,
"Leave it be." With a smug grin on her face she wraps an arm around my waist,
"Miles says hi by the way, I visited him while you were O.O.C." Barbara looks up at me, her voice softening, "He was really worried about you, thing was he wouldn't admit it. He put on a good show." I give a small smile, that sounds like my baby brother. Small, tough, and brilliant.
"After a hot shower the hospital will be my first stop." Barbara walks me to the zeta tubes,
"Message me later, okay?" She wraps me in a tight hug and I hold her close, "I'm so happy that you're awake." Her voice is low and soft and I want to kiss the lips that it comes from but I resist as I pull back,
"I'll text you later, Bat." I zeta out and manage to get into the house without being seen, after taking a shower I do exactly as I had said I would. I get into my Camaro and drive to the hospital. Taking the back way in to avoid the front desk,
"Who missed their favorite sister?" I push Miles' door open to find a girl dressed in all black with a full faced mask sitting on his bed, I reach for the backup smoke bomb in my back pocket, "Who the hell-" She cuts me off in a threateningly smooth voice,
"Ah ah ah, watch it, Princess." I close the door behind me, making sure that nobody notices anything suspicious.
"Who the hell are you?" I ask again my voice low and dangerous,
"I'm your worst nightmare." The dark clad girl growls, opening her palm and thrusting it to me, a dark mist coming towards me.
"Shit." I hit the ground, fighting off the slumber that's coming over me. My last thought being that I didn't think the hero business would come with so much passing out.
A/N: Okay so I know this is short for how long I made you wait for it but if you hate me for that you're going to hate me even worse for this: I'm going on vacation to a place with spotty wifi for the next two weeks. I'm really sorry! As always, review and message me what you think about the story, where I might have made a mistake, and call me out on my BS {Yes, I'm talking about you ;) }. I'll try to update ASAP but no promises, when I say spotty, I mean spotty.
Fun Fact: Charlie is a Pisces and Miles is a Taurus.