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Later that night, Quill stood looking through the one way window, watching the doctor run some tests on Gamora.
"You love her." A womans voice says, causing for Peter to turn around to see Nova Prime.
Peter grunted in response and mumbled something unintelligible under his breath as he turned back to the window, "How'd you know we were here?" He asked, sighing.
"We've been keeping a rather close eye on all of you to make sure that none of you steal things or murder anyone." She explained, sighing as she added, "Now answer the question."
Peter sighed, "Yes. I do." He said as a doctor who appeared to be in her mid-thirties came out of the room, closing the door tightly behind her, "How is she?"
The doctor sighed, "We've done the best we can to help her. She's stable, but still in critical condition. The plant that you described has spikes that contain neurotoxins and cytotoxins. Neurotoxins attack the nervous system, which would also explain the severe abdominal pain, nausea, dizziness, the internal bleeding, and we took the bandage off her hand and noticed blisters. Cytotoxins tend to attack the site of the wounds, which also explained why she was still bleeding and the cuts were infected. We've given her some more pain medication and got the internal bleeding under control for now. She's asleep." She explained, hands clasped in front of her.
"When will she wake up?"
"Only time will tell. Her body needs time to dispose of the toxins and recuperate. Could be a couple days from now, or a couple weeks. You may go see her if you'd like." She said, turning on her heel to approach Groot, Drax, and Rocket to alert them of the situation.
Peter sighed and entered the room, briskly walking to Gamora's bed side, taking her hand in his. She looked so peaceful, almost looking as though she was just sleeping and not in any pain at all. The IV's and the machinery in the room said otherwise. Brushing a strand of hair out of her face, he thought back to when he had first met her.
She was beautiful. Far more beautiful than every other girl that he had been with. They had both looked at each other with curiosity, almost as if they were sizing each other up. She had always acted tough, never showing her weaknesses, but Peter knew she had a heart and knew when to drop the tough facade.
He placed a hand on her forehead.
Gamora still had a fever, but it wasn't as bad as the day before.
"You know, I never thought i'd actually get feelings for someone like you. From the minute I saw you, I knew I was screwed." He said, giving her another kiss on the forehead.
"At least we brought her here when we did. The doctor said if we had brought her here a day later, she'd be as good as dead." Drax said, going to the other side of the bed, opposite Peter.
"I'm Groot." Groot agreed, holding out his hand and growing a small flower. Groot picked the tiny flower and tucked it in Gamora's dark hair.
"She's strong. She'll be fine." Rocket said, climbing onto the foot of the bed and sighing.
All they could do was wait.
Gamora was unconscious and she was sure that she was hovering on the brink of death. It was darkness all around her. She remembered opening her eyes a little bit to see the blurry image of a doctor, who appeared to be in her mid-thirties with blonde hair, sticking a long, clear, cord in her arm, saying, 'You're going to be okay sweetie.'
She knew she had groaned in response and had tightly shut her eyes again, wanting to snap at the other doctor for treating her like a child.
Now, she could hear the others, mostly Peter, telling her how much he cared about her. She wanted to open her eyes, to wake up and tell him how much she cared for him, only she couldn't.
Her eyes refused to open.
She squeezed his hand in response instead.
She wanted to wake up.
She needed to wake up.
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