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"Ah, here we are," Beast said as he and Pietro approached a door with a window that read: MEDICAL. He opened the door and ushered Pietro inside the medical wing of the Institute. For some reason that Pietro couldn't place he started to feel strangely anxious as he looked around the brightly lit room. There was a metal examining table on one side of the room and a curtain on the wall opposite the door that led to a row of hospital beds. The medical equipment in the room far surpassed that in any standard hospital, and it was obvious to Pietro that Professor Xavier spared nothing when it came to the safety of his students. Everything was spotless and the machines were beeping and whirring, and everything was in order. Just as Magneto always kept his lab. Pietro couldn't believe how on edge being around all of these medical tools made him.
"Well Pietro, why don't you take a seat, and we'll get started in a minute," Beast said, gesturing to the table and going behind the curtain to get his things. Pietro walked over to the table, and went to touch the cool metal surface. The moment his hand made contact with the steel he pulled it back sharply. His eyes widened and he looked at the table intently. The feel of the metal on his skin was so familiar it was unbearable. Pietro was suddenly reminded of the comlink that had been sitting in his pocket for the past two days. This was what was supposed to keep in contact with Magneto. Magneto. Just the thought of him made Pietro's insides churn. He pulled the comlink out of his pocket and turned it over in his hand thoughtfully. Pietro knew it was only a matter of time before Magneto would try to contact him, but he didn't want that to happen. He was sick of being the only one who had to deal with Magneto, Wanda was his kid too, and yet the entire burden fell on Pietro's shoulders. He couldn't take it anymore, the situation was killing him. Pietro knew what he needed to do, and he began looking around the room wildly wondering if he would dare to do it. He had to; this place was a new beginning for what was once known as the Brotherhood. One that didn't include Magneto. In one jerky movement he hurled the tiny metal device as hard as he could against the wall above the metal table. Pietro smiled weakly at his own daring, even though he knew he would regret it later. It was broken. He bent down and picked up the broken pieces of the comlink as quickly as his powers allowed, and threw them in the small trash can by the door. He was sitting on the examining table by the time Beast rushed back into the room.
"What was that?" he asked Pietro, looking around the room to make sure that none of the expensive equipment was damaged. In his hands he held a stethoscope and a clipboard. As soon as Pietro was sure that there was no possibility that Beast was holding any needles behind his back or in his sleeves he shrugged in response. Beast looked at him oddly for a second before he slid a doctor's stool over to the table and sat down.
"Ok, let's get started then. Do you have any injuries that you want to tell me about?" he asked Pietro.
"Uh, not really…I have these cuts though. From when…I got out," he answered showing him where the scratches on his arms and legs were. Pietro hoped that Beast didn't notice that he was shaking.
"Hmm, we'll get some antiseptic for those, so you don't get an infection. I'm just going to check your heart rate now," Beast said putting on the stethoscope and placing it over Pietro's heart, "…Pietro, your heart is beating much too fast. Are you alright?"
"Umm, yeah, I think…" Pietro answered, squinting. 'Why are the lights so goddamn bright?' he thought too himself as he started to sweat.
"Pietro, you don't look well at all. Let me get you some water," Beast said alarmed at Pietro's pale sickly appearance. He jumped up and got a paper cup and turned to fill it with water from the sink on the other side of the room. Pietro felt nauseous, and his head pounded. He pressed his hands tightly against the side of his head trying to force out the pain he was feeling. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply in trying to calm himself.
"Here take this," Beast said offering Pietro the cup of water. When Pietro opened his eyes he saw that the room seemed to be spinning around him. He took the cup of water hoping that it would make him feel better, but when he opened his mouth to drink it he vomited on the floor.
"I'm sorry…" he tried to say, but the immense pain was making every word a struggle to get out. The lights seemed to fade around him and he saw Beast's worried face in front of him before he passed out.