Fight me

Summary: Emma is hurt in an accident and she needs to go to the hospital were she fighs with the doctor. (I suck at this, sorry.)


When Emma went to work that day, she didn't imagine she will end in the hospital. She was after a drug dealer called Jafar (on the streets) that day and she wanted to get him because the payment would help her pay her rent for at least three months. She knew she should take someone with her, at least David or Graham but she didn't and she ended shot in the arm, with a broken leg and in the hospital. At least her guy ended with a broken leg too and an almost broken arm AND in prison.

But right now Emma had another problem. The doctor would come any moment to check her vitals and she was really afraid of the doctors. Well, not by the doctors as persons, because they were just doing their job but mostly because of what they can do to her, injections for example, is one of the thinks she doesn't want to do and if even one doctor would dare to come to her with a needle, she will stick that needle in his ass.

She had to do something and quickly.

That's why, when the doctor came, he found her against the wall beside her bed and wall of pillows in front of her.

"What are you doing here, Miss Swan?" He asked her stunned by the scene in front of him.

Damn he was good looking and he had an accent.

"You are not coming near me, buddy." She told him seriously, pointing a finger at him.

"Love, you shall lie down. The more you relax the faster you'll get better and you will be out of here. And that broken leg needs rest. A lot."

"Oh I will lie down. After you are out of the room." She said just as serious as before.

"Are you afraid of me? I am not going to do anything to you." He said to her and thanks to her talents she knew he said the truth. Still, she couldn't risk with him.

"Do you have a needle in there, somewhere?" She asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"If I will tell you no, will you let me check your vitals?"

"No. You have to fight me, first." She said stubborn.

"Look, lass. It's almost midnight and I was here since 4am. Please let me do my job so I can go home and sleep and you can get some sleep as well." He told her tired.

"Fine. But no needles."

"I swear no needles."

She let him do his job. While he checked her vitals she took a better look at him. He was cute. His eyes especially, were really special. They were blue like the sky or the sky when you are up there flying. And a better look at them made her seen the tiredness in his eyes.

"Look at me." He told her.

"Oh I do." She said in a slow voice. She thought that she said that in her mind but her month spoke without her knowledge and she said it out loud.

Even if he heard her, and she knew he heard her, he didn't say a word. He just smirked and continued to do his job putting a light in her eyes.

"Well, Miss Swan. Everything is good for now."

"Can I go home now?"

"No. You'll stay here tonight and tomorrow I will come and take a look at you again. If you will be alright then you will be able to walk back home. Although maybe 'walk' it's a big word seeing your leg." She smirked at her.

"Funny." She said unamused.

"Lie down, love. And get some sleep."

"Fine."

She watched him walking towards the door. She started to admire his back when suddenly he turned around catching her staring at him.

"One more question."

"No."

"How did you get so many pillows?" He continued ignoring her.

"I am a woman with many resources. And one of your nurses is my best friend's girlfriend."

"That explains it. Good night Miss Swan."

"It's just Swan. I hate when people call me 'miss'."

"Fine, Swan. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Now rest." He said putting a hand on the door handle.

"Hey. No needles." She said after him.

"We'll see about that."

Laughing he turned and excited the room leaving her alone. She took her phone to send a message to Ruby explaining what happened and were she is (although she had a feeling that her friend already knew about her situation) when she realized that she didn't know his name. She was so busy keeping him away from her that she forgot to ask him what was his name. Well, tomorrow is a new day after all.

The next day when he came back to see her she was the first to talk.

"I want to know your name." Emma said to him.

"Have you finally realized you don't know it?" He asked her.

"Will you tell me or not?"

"It's Killian Jones."

"Emma Swan. But you already know that." She said moving her good arm.

"I know and now I have to check on you again. I want to see your arm too. Please."

"You'll have to fight me."

"Again with this?"

"Yes. A-" She couldn't finish what she wanted to say because she started to couch and suddenly she felt the air leaving her lungs.

"Love?" He said in a worried voice.

"I-I… can't… breath." She was able to tell him.

"Raise your hands, Emma." He said coming to put a hand on her back and helping her raising her wounded arm. Fortunately the couching stopped shortly after.

"Ouch." She said when she realized that her arm was in the air. Killian helped her putting her arm back on the bed.

"Do you still want me to fight you?" He asked her smiling.

"Only if you want to." She said smiling at him too.

"I don't. I know you would win anyway."

"How do you know?"

"I read your file. I know why you are here."

"Ugh. Doctors."

"Do you want me to get a needle?"

"NO!" Emma yelled at him.

He launched at her and started to check her again and this time he controlled her lungs as well.

"You seem okay, love."

"Can I go home?" She asked him hopefully/

"Do you have someone who can take you from here?"

"I can call my friend."

"Male… friend?" He said scratching the back of his ear.

"Girl friend, not that it's your business. But I have to appreciate the subtlety of your question."

"It worked, didn't it?" He admitted to her, his cheeks turning red.

"It did."

She stared at him for a moment, not being able to understand why he would care the gender of her friends.

"Okay then. Yes, you can go home. But! You need rest, Emma. Your leg needs rest so it can heal properly. Also the bandage from your arm has to be changed every eight hours. And you need to stay in bed for a few weeks. Can you do that?" He asked her putting the doctor face back on.

" I can change my bandage but I can't stay in bed for so long!"

"Well you have to. Or I can keep you here and fight you over this every day until that leg works perfectly again."

She started to think that maybe that isn't the worst idea ever. She started to like this thing between them. But she missed her apartment, her comfortable bed and most importantly her laptop.

"Fine. I will do it." She said defeated.

"Good. I will go and prepare your file and then you can go home." He said turning his back and walking towards the door.

"Okay. I will call my friend and let her know that I can go home now." He said after him.

He left the room and let her alone to prepare for the leaving. She stayed there for almost 30 minutes before Ruby came to take her home.

"Dorothy told me you have a very good looking doctor. Is he?" Ruby asked her after they exited her room.

"I don't know. I didn't look that much at him." Emma tried to lie to her because of course Killian was a very good looking doctor. Very very good looking.

"You are lying."

"Who? Me? Noo. I would never lie to you, Ruby!" Emma said sarcastically.

"Okay, fine, keep him hidden."

While they were heading to door of the hospital when they heard Dorothy yelling after them.

"Hey Kans." Ruby welcomed her girlfriend.

"I'm not here for you, sweetie." Dorothy said to Ruby putting a hand on her cheek. "I'm here for Emma."

"Me?"

"I have this for you." Dorothy told her, showing her a brown pepper.

"What is that?"

"I don't know. He said he would have give it to you himself, but he had something to do."

"He?" She had a feeling who 'he' might be, but she wanted to hear Dorothy saying it.

"Killian."

"Is that the good looking doctor?" Ruby asked looking from Emma to Dorothy and then back to Emma.

"Yes." Emma and Dorothy said together.

"Oh! Open it!" Ruby encouraged her.

Emma looked inside of the bag and found a plastic syringe and a cup of coffee. On the coffee only four words and a string of numbers. 'Fight me over coffee?' Was the message on the cup. Emma just smiled and put the cup back in the paper.

"So?" Ruby and Dorothy asked her at the same time.

"Looks like I finally seduced someone while fighting with him." Emma said smiling. Suddenly, she didn't hate the doctors that much or at least she didn't hate one of them, anyway.