They had updated the rest of the squad whilst they ate some food, in the food tent.
Others the others had been told when Puck and Santana were leaving, Amy and Blake volunteered to pack Santana's stuff for Puck. He was grateful for that as he didn't really want to stumble across anything girl related, as it kind of gave him the creeps.
When the three of them had finished packing everything they made there way over to the med tent.
The guys were just finishing saying goodbye to their Sergeant and each had a letter for Puck to give her when she wakes up. Blake drops Puck bag a the end of the bed and Amy does the same with Santana's, before turning to their Sergeant to say bye even though they know she wont hear them. They turn to Puck and hand him one letter from between the both of them, to add to the stack of them he is already holding.
Puck then puts them in his bag before turning to his comrades, who hug him or shake his hand wishing him the best of luck on recovering.
"Alright, alright enough of this sappy shit" Puck says after everyone has said what they want to say. "I've already said this to Connor, but once everyone is on leave ya need to come to Lima and I'll buy everyone a drink". At that he gets a smile out of everyone.
"You can count us in" Jack and Joe say simultaneously, never ones to turn down free booze, making everyone chuckle.
After that everyone agrees to it and starts to leave as doctors come in and start to prepare to move Santana. Connor stays though to carry Santana's bag knowing Puck wouldn't be able to carry both of them.
10 minutes pass before the two are standing by the helicopter shaking hands.
"Look after everyone" Puck says.
"Will do as long as you look after her" he replies moving his head in the direction of Santana.
"I can't promise you that with her she never does as she's told but I'll try." Connor gives a small his head knowing that Puck was right. "Right well I guess I'll be seeing you later then" Puck tells his friend slightly readjusting his grip on his crutches knowing this may be the last time he see's his friend for a long time.
"Yeah catch you later" Connor says before turning and walking away.
Puck looks around one last tine before getting on the helicopter. A few minutes later and they are in the air on the way home.
Puck must of fallen asleep not long after they had taken off, because when he opens his eyes he is informed that they are about 2 hours away from there destination. He asks were exactly that is and they tell him North Carolina.
The doctor on board who flew with them explains to Puck that they will be going to North Carolina because there is a military hospital there, with staff trained specifically to deal with injuries that are gained in war. He is also informed that once there a doctor will be assigned to both of them to reassess their injuries and to see if Santana has any more injuries than those obvious.
For those next few hours Puck just looks out the window watching everything go by, whilst holding Santana's hand in his stroking his thumb gently over the back of it.
He hadn't quite realised how long he had been looking out the window until he felt them slowing down and saw the landing pad on top of a building come into view.
It didn't take them long to land and get everything unloaded and put Santana onto a gurney that was waiting for her along with 2 doctors and 2 nurses. Although one nurse had a wheelchair for Puck.
Once they were all set everyone was lead to the elevator to take them down to the level were Santana and Puck would be on.
Puck had been sitting in a cubicle for about 10 minutes waiting for someone to come see him, after one of the doctors who met them on the roof called Dr Smith told him that they would be taking Santana for some scans.
"Hi I'm Dr Cray" a woman in a white lab coat says stepping past the curtains.
"Noah Puckerman" he smiles in response.
"Nice to meet you, I'm here just to check your stitches and to take you for a scan to make sure there is no serious damage to the thigh tissue or your femur" she explains.
"Cool" Puck shrugs and moves back on the bed so he can place his legs flat on it. Thankfully he had changed into shorts before his left base so he wouldn't have to wear one of those ridiculous gowns.
Dr Cray then moves a trolley from outside the cubicle in, that has lots of medical equipment on and a stool. Once she is comfortable she then grabs some scissors and carefully cuts the bandage before gently peeling it away and discarding it.
She then gently prods the area making Puck hiss in pain. "Sorry" she says.
"It's alright just wasn't expecting it" Puck grins trying to look tough.
"Well everything looks good on the outside, no sign of infection" she says wiping the wound with an antiseptic wipe. "I'll just get a porter who will take you up for the scan."
Puck starts to protest about not needing a wheelchair. "No buts, Mr Puckerman" Dr Cray says in stern voice as she exits.
It surprised Puck that it only took about 20 minutes to get back to his cubicle after going for his scan, thinking it would take longer. When the porter left he hobbled over to his bag to search for his phone, thinking he should probably let his Ma know what's going on and not just turn up on her doorstep when they get to Lima. Or worse case scenario she has a shift when they get to the hospital in Lima, cause he knows that he will be in deep shit.
'Ah ha' he thinks to himself when his fingers find it at the bottom of his bag, where it had sunk to even though he packed it last. He grabbed it and pulled it out, quickly turning it on hoping that it had some battery left.
When his home screen appeared he looked at the top corner, which told him he had 52% battery. He sighed to himself as he started dialling his Ma's number.
It rang a couple time before his Ma picked up. "Hi Ma" he said closing his eyes wondering how she was going to react.
"Hello Noah, why are you calling me? I thought you couldn't use your phone on base" she said hesitantly in a nervous tone not knowing if she was going to like what he had to say.
"Well...umm...I'm not allowed but I'm not on base" he answered taking a big breath readying himself to tell her what happened. "You see there was an... um incident" he stuttered mentally face palming at his choice of words.
"What type of incident and are you alright?" His Ma responded in a slightly panicked voice, trying to stop her mind travelling to worst case scenarios.
"We were attacked and Santana being her self had to go be the hero" he explained in that you know what I'm talking about way.
"How bad is it?"
He could hear the worry in her voice. "She took a bullet to her right shoulder, quite a lot of damage to her lower left leg and she hit her head. And I may of kinda got shot in the leg" he adds on sheepishly knowing that if je had been just a little more careful then it would t of happened.
"Oh my God! Where are you?" She manages to get out in her slightly panicked state.
"We're in North Carolina, bit we'll hopefully be transferred to Lima General soon. So don't go hop on a plane or bus here." Puck adds on knowing she actually would do it.
"Ok, well let us know how everything is soon and when to expect you here" she chuckles at her son knowing her so well.
Out of the corner of his eye Puck sees Dr Cray coming his way. "Anyway I've got to go cause my doctors coming back. I love you and tell Sarah I also love her."
"I will do, update us soon love you" she says before Puck hangs up and puts his phone in his lap just as Dr Cray walks into his cubicle.
"Alright the scans show that there is no severe damage" she states studying the scans on her tablet. "So I'll just re-bandage your leg and I'll take you to see your friend."
"Awesome" Puck grins bouncing in his seat slightly at being able to were Santana. Dr Cray laughs thinking he looks like a child who got told they were allowed some ice cream.
As they got to Santana's room they were approached by a doctor. Puck recognised him as one of them who had met them on them on the roof.
"Hi I'm Dr Black. I'm in charge of your friend Santana's case" he explained to Puck.
"Ok. I'm Noah" Puck responds offering his hand out to the doctor to shake who accepts it.
"Right well now that we have introduced ourselves why don't we go into Santana's room so I can explain the course of action we will be taking." Once Dr Black has finished speaking, Dr Cray turns to Puck informing him to try and stay off his leg as much as possible and wishes him good luck and that she will do a check up before he leaves the hospital.
They slowly make their way down the corridor ro Santana's room as puck was still getting used to the nee crutches he was given. When they enter the room Puck goes over and takes a seat in the chair next to Santana's bed whilst Dr Black Puck's up a set of notes.
"Right well we have sent her for some scans which show that the bullet in her right shoulder has caused minimal damage and a minor surgery will be needed to remove it." Dr Black starts off as he walks over to the other side of the bed opposite Puck. Who just nods to the information being given to him with a relieved smile on his face that there is no more major damage to his already hurt friend.
"Ok, we have also examined her leg again and from what we can see on the outside and feel everything looks good. But we are still waiting for the scans to come back to check if there is any more damage internally that needs to be fixed." He continues flicking through the notes before closing them and looking up at Puck. "For this reason we have then still got her in a medically induced coma, but hopefully by the end of the day we will be bringing her out of it."
"Ok. Well that all sounds good." Puck says sighing a bit in relief but still feeling quite apprehensive about how she will take all this information and change to her body in when she wakes up.
"Do you have any questions?" Dr Black asks putting Santana's notes back at the end of the bed.
"No, I don't but if I do ill cone find you and ask." Puck tells him.
"Alright then well hopefully we'll have the scans back soon and then get her into surgery to remove that bullet." Dr Black says checking his watch.
"That sounds like a plan" Puck says. Dr Black then leaves letting Puck finally take in his injured friend next to him on the bed.
As he looks her over he notices how pale her skin is, that their is loads of tubes attached to her and so many cuts and bruise which he hadn't realised she had. He then takes in deep breath, while running his hand over his head and face trying to ignore the sting behind his eyes, wondering why she had to be the one to be injured like this.