I was going to post this and the next one together, but I'm having trouble with adding breaks in between chapters, so I'll post these separately.
Hope you like it.
She woke up when he wasn't there, then went back to sleep.
So, he was sitting in the chair beside her bed, waiting for it to happen again and after four hours, nothing.
"You should get that checked out.", the nurse that came in to check her vitals told him while pointing to the scrape on his forehead.
"I'll be fine.", he replied back politely, trying to ignore the pounding headache.
She gave him a small smile and went out.
After a few minutes he felt a hand on his shoulder;
"If I let you sit with that one more minute, I'll get a headache myself...", the same nurse said to him;
Before he could argue back, "...don't worry, you don't have to leave her.", she showed him the first aid tray in her other hand.
"Just sit back and let me do my thing, okay?", she gently requested.
He quietly nodded and let her start the process.
"She'll be okay.", the nurse said after a minute.
He looked up to her, "Then why isn't she waking up?"
"Healing takes time."
They remained quiet for the rest of the time she treated him.
As she was walking out, she heard his voice, "Thank you."
She smiled back at him, "You're welcome."
In the twenty years she had worked here, she treated Ethan Hunt for all sorts of reasons, but not once has seen him come here with an aching heart. She hopes it heals as quickly as his wounds.