You're a Doctor aren't you? - Chapter 5
Hi! sorry it took so long to get this up, I just lost the feeling of it for a while but hey, I hope you like it! This is very likely the last chapter, unless inspiration strikes me, so I just wanted to say thank you for reading it and to those who reviewed, it means a lot. This chapter is for Aubri who's reviews kept me going and the most recent one gave me the motivation to write this, so Enjoy!
A warm pair of hands on her shoulders brought Happy back to the present, her eyes had been open without seeing, her back bolt upright and her whole body rigid. Coming back to her senses with a shiver her brain finally caught up to her eyes and she saw the Doc's face inches from her own, eyes wide with fear, fear for her, fear that she'd retreated deep into her own brain, falling deep down the rabbit hole. The relief was evident in his whole frame when she blinked and sighed, shoulders slumping as she came back to herself.
"Come on Princess, Room 302 awaits your god-like presence so I, you're humble servant may stabilize your hand" Oh of course, she couldn't just up and leave this place, so she took his proffered hand in her good hand and allowed herself to be led down the corridor, the fight drained out of her. She looked towards the doc's other hand where an X-ray was clutched. She wasn't medically trained but from what she could see, it didn't look good. Hopefully a cast wasn't required; she couldn't do much with a bandage and splint, but she could do even less with a cast and sling.
He wanted to get her out of this place as soon as possible, he wanted to take her away from the hints of repressed memories, he wanted to remove the tension in her shoulders, remove the barely veiled fear from her eyes. He just wanted to make her happy. He knew he was a good doctor, he'd graduated at seventeen for goodness sake, yet he was seriously doubting his ability to fix her hand. He couldn't screw this up, he needed to focus on X-ray, but Happy had a way of making him lose his concentration, his brain just melted in her presence. But for once in his life, he did not want to seduce her, he didn't feel the need to make wise-cracks, he needed to be professional, but damn it was hard to not sweep her up into his arms and take her away from all of her suffering.
"Hey, a Toby? I don't feel too good…" she murmured as she sunk onto the bed in the private treatment room they'd arrived at. His head whipped round, concern etched into every fibre of his being as he hurried to her side, his pleading entreaties fell on deaf ears as she finally succumbed to the void and sank into unconsciousness.
Dear Lord her head hurt when she came to, finally opening her eyes, squinting against the expected piercing brightness, but it never came. Opening her eyes fully to understand the situation she realised the light was off and a soft glow came from a lamp shaded by a certain fedora. Glancing down at her surprisingly warm left hand she noticed that it was ensconced by a larger hand belonging to her doctor. Her right hand was warm as-well, but it was covered in bandages rather than the hand of her knight in shining armour. She had to admit her feelings to herself now, after he'd protected her from the "horrible dangers of the hospital" True, she hadn't been condescended to yet by any staff, but she wanted to leave now, before it happened. "Ahem" she coughed, instantly he ceased staring into the distance and looked at her "Are we good to go then Doc?"
She wasn't angry, which was a start he supposed, he'd held her hand whilst she was unconscious, he expected more anger from her than just an exhausted sigh of a question, but Toby supposed it was understandable after she'd fainted. Whether it was her dislike for the situation or the oppressive heat in this building that caused it, the shrink wanted to get her home before it happened again. "Yep, we're off, we've just got to swing by Periya's office so I can say thankyou for letting me use her rooms and stuff, before I take you back to your apartment and tuck you in safe and sound, then I shall sleep on your sofa because there's no way I'll let you stay alone today, not after you fainted." Of course, there were medical reasons he should stay with her today, but mainly he was being selfish, he wanted to make her soup and crackers when she woke up, ward off door to door salesmen before they woke her and more importantly, to let her know that he'll always be there for her, no matter what.
"I… I fainted?" That wasn't fair, she was doing so well keeping it together in this place, and then her stupid body had betrayed her. Speaking off, she started to look down at her bandaged hand, examining her friend's handiwork, her three broken fingers were individually strapped to splints, but those splints didn't look normal, they had a hinge at the knuckle. So whilst the top section of her fingers, where the breaks were, were kept immobile, she could still bend her knuckles, The hinges were so delicate that Happy herself would have been proud to call them her own. Noticing her admiring his craftsmanship, the Doc spoke up in a creepy, horror movie voice; "I've been watching you…" Why was she finding that cute? Any other time that would have earned an elbow in the ribs, but now, maybe it was the pain meds, she could see a little plaster on her arm where the jab went in. She was sure it was the pain meds, her arm was actually feeling pretty good so she said "Shut up, don't ruin it"
His eyes went wide as that phrase took him back to their kiss, she said that after the best kiss of his life and now she was saying it again? She was leaning in to him, was it an invitation? Maybe not, but he was going for another kiss and if that wasn't what she meant, she couldn't punch with her dominant hand, so he'd be alright, probably…
He was leaning in too, he wanted to do this, and finally she realised that she did too. So she leaned in further, leaning into a moment that she previously didn't know she needed, but now realised that it was the most important thing in her world. Their eyes were closed and her lips were about to meet his, it was perfect; until the door crashed open and Walter stood there, looking surprisingly livid
"Why are you here? Why didn't you call? What is going on here? You didn't turn up this morning so I tracked your phone Toby, I see that you're at a Hospital, what am I supposed to think? Then I have to convince some doctor to let me through and I come in here expecting who knows what and then I see you about to engage in an unprofessional act when you should be at the Garage. I'm disappointed in you both."
She was supposed to be at the Garage? How long had she been out for? She looked for her phone only to realise she'd left it at the Garage, as Toby checked his phone she looked over his shoulder at the time. She forgot about the time when she saw his lock screen, it was a picture of her the night of Ralph's Halloween party, cat whiskers and all. Focusing on the time she saw it was 9:45 am. The shrink seemed surprised at this, as if he'd passed the night in a daze. He blinked then spoke up.
"Why didn't you just call, Walter? Even with your low EQ and controlling tendencies, 197, there was a statistical probability that there was an acceptable reason for our lateness, but instead you track my phone? Don't you trust us?" Toby was really going to have to talk to him, he'd have some couch time whether or not their esteemed leader liked it or not, because this was quite frankly unacceptable. He'd ruined something beautiful and pure and had the audacity to call it unprofessional, when in fact it would be the best thing for the team, they could finally work together properly without the incessant angry glares and insults.
"It was more efficient, I wouldn't have had to waste time talking to you." He stated. Happy would have punched him if she didn't have broken fingers and her good hand wasn't being held by the shrink. "Jesus Walter, if you must know, at 1:32 am this morning, a hammer fell on my hand and broke three fingers, Toby brought me here to fix my hand but I didn't feel very well so I fainted and woke up about four minutes ago, so if you don't mid, I feel terrible and would like to go home and spend a few hours sleeping, Toby will be coming with me and we won't be in work until tomorrow, if you don't like it you can shove it up your…"
"Okay princess," he interjected, "Those pain meds are making you feisty and sleepy, probably not a good combo for you, but…" he said as he turned towards Walter, "What she said is completely true, so you go back to the garage, tell the other's we're fine and then deal with our absence." He picked up his hat from the lamp, docked it at Walter before swinging it onto his head and picking up a sleepy looking Happy before pushing past his best friend and carrying her bridal style to the car, stopping by Dr Patel's office on the way.
She woke up when the soft hum of the engine cut off outside her apartment, she began to get out of the car but was cut off by the shrink who once more carried her. Once they'd got through the door, Happy had to pick the lock as her keys were still at the Garage, Toby went to put her in her bedroom, but she struggled free and flopped on the sofa, the nap in the car had done her the world of good and she was feeling quite alert, the aching from her hand was manageable and so she indicated for him to sit beside her. Once more she began to lean in, as did he, and after an agonising few seconds, their lips collided and all was well with the world. She reached up and gently brushed his face with her bandaged fingers, slightly startled he broke off the kiss before whispering "You're hand must not be too bad if you can do that" motioning at her slightly bent fingers, making use of those ingenious hinges. She glanced back up at him…
"I had a good Doctor."
A/N so that's most likely it, I hope you liked it and I'd love to know what you think, I had fun writing it so I'll probably start another story soon! Love to you all x