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Chapter 10

Peter's Point of View

Takes place after preforming CPR on Emma

As I watched my little girl struggle to breath, I had never felt worry or concern like it before. I was totally useless, there was nothing I could do to save her or take away her pain. I was just grateful I was able to resuscitate her, hopefully long enough to get her to a doctor I thought. As I reached down to pick her up, Rocket announced it would be better to leave her there. Ronan had just appeared and looked ever so, pissed off. I got up off the ground, leaving Emma where she was, to go and face Ronan yet again.

I looked around at my team as they too prepared to face him, Rocket who was usually excited at the prospect of using weapons, was sad and didn't ooze confidence as he once did, Drax who looked tired and like he had lost all his will power and finally I looked at Gamora, she was so worried about Emma it seemed to add 10 years to her age. These people, who I had once hated the sight of, had worked there way into my heart in such a short period of time. I would do everything in my power to save them; they were my team and my family. I also hoped one day myself and Gamora could maybe be more than friends.

When we were finally face to face with Ronan, I tried to clear my head from anything Emma related, worrying about her would get us all killed. Myself and Gamora stood directly in front of Ronan, whereas Drax and Rocket stood to his left hand side just out of his eye line. At first I didn't understand why they were not standing beside us. Then I saw what they were doing. They were looking for parts of the gun, and were gradually rebuilding it as best they could. To buy them more time I used my charm. I started dancing to one of my awesome songs and singing along. "OHHH CHILD, THINGS ARE GOING TO GET EASIER!" I howled.

Ronan didn't know what way to look, he was utterly confused, he asked me "what they hell are you doing?" at first I ignored him and offered Gamora a hand in dance she bluntly refused. I awkwardly brushed off her refusal and answered Ronan "Im distracting you" I simply replied. At that moment Rocket fired the gun at Ronan shouting "THAT'S FOR GROOT!" However he did not aim for Ronan this time, this time he aimed for the hammer.

As the shot hit the hammer the stone flew into the air. As Ronan tried to recover I made a running jump to catch the stone before him. He recovered quicker than I thought, but not quick enough I had grabbed the stone and held it firmly. The pain was unbearable it torn through me like I ws made of paper. I don't know how long I was holding it before I heard someone shouting "TAKE MY HAND, PETER TAKE MY HAND!" my mind started playing tricks on me, and flashed back to when my mother had said those exact words to me the night she died. I could see her, as clearly as I had that night but she was floating away from me and was out of reach.

At that point I came back to reality and realized it was Gamora shouting take my hand. I reached out and grabbed her. The pain lessened but not by much. It wasn't until Rocket and Drax grabbed onto Gamora and myself that the pain was barely noticeable. We turned as a team to look at Ronan, all equally sharing the power, all we had to do was simply wave our hands at him and he was destroyed in seconds. We had successfully defeated him, at that we released the stone and fell to the ground as the power left us. As the smoke cleared we could hear people cheering, they were cheering us, like we where heroes. As we got to our feet Rocket declared "THAT'S RIGHT PEOPLE, WE ARE THE FREAKING GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY, DON'T MESS WITH US!"

I didn't have time to enjoy this newfound fame; I was already racing to Emma. When I got to her she was thankfully still breathing, but she was not in a good state. I scooped her up as Gamora and the other joined us. Drax said "go, we will take care of the orb and Yondu when he comes looking for it" I thanked him and quickly headed towards the hospital that was only a few minutes away.

Once I reached the hospital Emma was taken from me and whisked away to surgery. By the time Gamora had caught up to me she was already away. We sat together, neither of us taking but simply praying that Emma would survive. It had been 2 hours since Emma went into surgery before Drax and Rocket showed up. They told us that Nova Corp wanted to see all of us as soon as Emma was better. They also went on to tell me that Yondu had left with what he thought was the orb, but what was really inside was my old troll doll. I couldn't bring myself to laugh at the thought of Yondu's face when he opened it, I was to worried. After that they fell silent, nobody spoke until the doctor appeared 3 hours after she went for surgery.

Upon seeing him we all jumped up. He came over to tell us that Emma had suffered serious injuries that had caused a lot of internal bleeding. She had some organ damage, but they hope they had repaired that. When I asked was she awake his face became serious. He replied, "Emma crashed twice on the table, we managed to bring her back, but we are unclear if any permanent damage was done". This sent Gamora into floods of tears, Drax comforted her as I asked "when will you know?" the doctor replied "the only time we will know is if she wakes up, the next 24 hours are crucial" he walked away at that leaving us to digest the information.

I couldn't take it in "if" he said, "if she wake up". I started crying and went over hug Gamora who was too tired to cry but had become like a zombie. Half an hour after receiving the news we were allowed into see her. Drax and Rocket were not allowed in, to which they were very annoyed and started an argument with the nurse about how they were family. This made me smile, Emma would have two very cool uncle's when she woke up. As I walked into her room, she looked so small and child like. I walked over and kissed her head "hey kid, you better wake up soon, your mom looks like crap because of you" Gamora tried to give me evil eyes but she couldn't help give me a weak smile.

I was glad she smiled; it meant she still had hope like me that Emma would make a full recovery. All we had to do now was wait and hope that in 24 hours time we would be telling Emma everything she had missed while she was out. We were in for a long night….

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