A/N: Hey guys! So, i'm sorry this chapter is so short! I just wanted this chapter up and running asap! Enjoy!
Peter walked back into the room to find Dr. Camara checking over Gamora's vitals checking her blood pressure every so often. This time though, Gamora had an oxygen mask placed over her nose and mouth. Seeing his confused look, the doctor gave him a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry. It's just precautionary. To help her breathe better when she sleeps." Dr. Camara explained.
Peter nodded and went to Gamora's bedside, gently shaking her shoulder, "Gamora, babe, wake up. I brought you some pajamas."
Gamora's brown eyes flickered open.
"Need help getting up?" Dr. Camara asked, giving her a friendly smile as she took the oxygen mask off her face.
Gamora nodded and grabbed Peter's hand with one of her own and Dr. Camara's with the other and slowly made her way to the bathroom. Dr. Camara balanced Gamora while Peter helped her get the black shorts over her leg brace and took off the thin blue hospital gown, putting the black t-shirt over her bandaged torso.
Surprisingly, Gamora could walk pretty well...with a little help anyway. Now it'd only be a matter of if she'd be able to make a full recovery. That would be another story. She got back into the bed and Dr. Camara hooked her back up to the IV.
"See? Told you she wears nothing but black." Rocket said, exasperated as Dr. Tulsa entered.
"Nova Prime is here to see you. Would you like me to bring her in?"
Gamora sighed and nodded as Dr. Tulsa waved her hand, signaling for Nova Prime to enter.
Nova Prime gave Gamora a friendly smile, "Good to see that you're doing well, Gamora. Are you in any pain?" She asked, clasping her hands in front of her and smoothing out her navy blue skirt.
"A little but not as much as you'd think," Gamora said, "It only hurts when I breathe and my ribs." She added, gesturing to her chest and mid-section.
"Why are you here, Nova?" Drax asked hesitantly, wondering what their next mission was, if any.
Nova sighed, "Well, after some debate with Denarian and Rhomann Dey, I've decided on where to send you for your next mission."
"So soon? Gamora can't even leave yet."
Nova nodded in understanding, "Yes, I understand. Which is why it will not start until next month. November."
"Will she even be healed enough by then?" Peter asked, looking at the two doctors who were looking over Gamora's chart.
"Her brain and lungs? Yes. However, her ribs might be, but they will still be very fragile and easier to break. Her knee will take at least six weeks." Dr. Tulsa answered, looking at Peter and earning an approving nod from Dr. Camara.
"But she should be well enough to travel if she takes it easy." Dr. Camara added, giving a friendly smile.
"I am Groot?" Groot asked, which Nova took to mean, 'where do you plan to send us?'
"Well, I know it's not a place with particularly good memories, however_" She started, only to be cut off.
"Just tell us!" Everyone shouted, with Groot cutting in with his 'I am Groot'
"Anywhere but Asgard. Buncha pompous jackasses." Rocket grumbled, crossing his arms.
Nova sighed before looking at the five of them,
"I'm sending all of you to Earth."
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