Sorry for not updating in a while, school was kicking my butt this year. Hope you enjoy.
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Santana's scans had came back and and Dr Black was happy with everything that he saw concerning her leg and pleased to find no bleed in her brain, from the knock her head took. After informing Puck he called an anaesthetist down to bring Santana out of the coma.
Once the doctors have left the room after reducing the medicine, that was keeping Santana in the induced coma. They gave Puck instructions to either alert them by finding someone or pushing the button on her bed which will be seen at the nurses station, when she starts coming around.
Puck settled himself into a chair that was placed by her bed, resting his head against the back and just watching his friend and wondering how she was going to react to her situation. After an hour or so of just watching his friend Puck drifted off to sleep, everything finally catching up to him.
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Santana POV
I feel a pulsing pain, within the darkness I see all around me. I try to open my eyes, which is harder than I thought. I try again and I'm immediately blinded with light, I close my eyes again. This time I open them slowly letting them adjust to the brightness. Once they have I notice the pulsing of pain is mainly coming from my left leg and a small throbbing sensation is coming from my right shoulder. After determining this I realise that my whole body feels heavy and a bit detached from my head.
I take a deep breath before slowly turning my head to the right to start surveying my surroundings. I quickly take in the heart machine and IV drip. I then slowly turn to my left to see a sleeping Puck in a chair, with a a glass window behind him. Making me realise I'm in hospital, but this one doesn't look like one you'd find in warzone, so i quickly deduct I must of been flown somewhere. This little bit of knowledge makes me groan as I must have an injury bad enough to be flown out somewhere.
My groan must of been louder than I thought as Puck's eyes snap open and his hand immediately goes to his mouth to wipe any dribble away he might have. "San" he says in a quiet voice almost a whisper as he himself is unsure on the situation.
I go to speak but find my throat incredibly dry, so another groan comes out. Puck must take this as confirmation as he is quickly up on his feet or rather one as he hop's over to the table beside my bed to pour some water into a cup with a straw, before handing it to me. "Hey, San take small sips its easier" he says as reaching over me to press a button.
I give what I think is a confused look to him, to ask what's he doing. "I'm just notifying the doctors you coming out of your beauty sleep" he says with a small smirk but not his usually full out one making me think something really bad has happened to me.
A minute later a doctor in a white coat walks in, with a small smile. But something about the smile sets me on edge and dread is settling into my stomach.
"Hi I'm Dr Black and I'm your doctor for your stay here." He says as he picks up my chart.
"Hi, where is here may I ask?" Glancing at Puck.
"North Carolina" Dr Black responds. I'm quickly racking my brain for information about North Carolina that I know and I remember about the military hospital situated there.
"Ok, so erm, what's wrong with me doc?" I say taking a deep breath readying myself.
"First question what is the last thing you remember?"
I think back and remember building a school then hearing gun shots, before finding some of my men and seeing an injured soldier. I help the soldier then see a small girl over a body out in the open. "Tamira, I remember seeing her and grabbing her and running and then everything goes black." I say with a look of concentration on my face.
"She's the girl San here saved" Puck supplies to the doctor, who was looking like he was about to ask who that was.
"Ok, well from I've heard and saw you were shot in your right shoulder. It was not a through and through so you've had minor surgery to remove it." I nod my head to this information waiting for the but. "There was also an explosion by the looks of it that went off near you, this apparently caused you to be thrown forward and knock your head in the process." I once again nod my head and hold my breath, as I have a feeling I'm not going to like what he says next.
"Now when that explosion went off it appears it did by your left foot. This then caused your left foot to be severed off." At this my heart drops and all breath leaves my body. I was not expecting that. "As well as this the explosion caused a nearby wall to collapse and some rubble then crushed the lower half of your left leg damaging it more. This probably saved your life as it slowed the bleeding down but it meant you had emergency surgery in the field hospital where your left leg was amputated to just below the knee."
After the docs last word the room is just silent, that you could hear a pin drop. Puck is sat in the chair chewing his nails, anxiety and worry coming off of him in waves. I just sit there for a few minutes staring straight ahead. Then anger. Humiliation. Irritation. Grief. Sorrow. Desperation. Fear. Loss. Loneliness. Pain. All jump to the front of my mind in that moment.
I feel so much anger. Anger for anything and everything. At the world, at that stupid warzone I was in, myself, my doctors for doing their job. I know these feelings are irrational and are just coming from fear, but I just feel like lashing out and pushing everyone else away. As I know it will protect me from anymore pain.