May 2017

S M T W T F S
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
28293031   

Tags

Powered by InsaneJournal

August 12th, 2013


[info]cyberpath in [info]we_coexist

Awake at last (narrative)

Annie had no idea what happened after the guy who attacked her was gone. She'd lost consciousness and just saw black. She felt like she heard the sound of a car pulling up, but that could all be in her head. In fact, the whole event seemed like an unpleasant dream, hazy around the edges and a little bit floaty, as well.

The constant steady beeping was what brought her into focus. Every couple of seconds, there it was again. Beep. Beep. Beep. Electronic in origin. There was nothing in the natural world that made sounds like that. Men programmed machines to create such noises. They were used to alert one another to things. Low batteries. Progress. Other whatnot that she couldn't think of right at this moment.

Her head felt like the dream had been. Fuzzy and filled with mud. She opened her eyes a little bit, and everything around her seemed coated in white. The lights were dim, yet still stung. It smelled too clean, bleached. Annie was confused.

"Oh, you're awake. Good!"

"What?" Annie's mouth was dry, cottony.

"Do you know where you are, honey?" Who was that voice? Why were they - she... it was a she - why was she talking like that?

"No?"

"Oh. Dear. Well. You're in the hospital, and have been for a while. We had you in a medically induced coma. Do you remember what happened?"

"No... oh. Oh. It wasn't a dream." Annie'e eyes cleared up more, and she looked around best she could. The white was explained better, the beeping made sense. "That man ... that man shot me!"

"Twice, dear. He also left you to die on the sidewalk. We have no idea who called it in, but you should be thankful that they did. You wouldn't have lasted the night."

"Am I..."

"Damaged permanently? No. You'll recover. But you'll be here for a while yet. Too bad you're not one of those superhero types. You'd have already been healed up by now. You have got to be starving though. Anything particular you want? Keep in mind you're on morphine, so you might vomit pretty quick. But I'll clean it up. You deserve anything you'd like to have. Just don't make it a habit, okay?"

Permission to vomit. That was a new one. "A hamburger, maybe? With fries?"

"Sure thing."

"And, can I call anyone?"

"Not until the cops talk to you. Unless it's family."

"Is my boyfriend considered family?"

"Not really, dear."

"Oh."

"I'll be right back with your dinner. Breakfast. It's really breakfast."

Annie decided she was going to close her eyes until the meal got to her. She wanted to see Tony very much. She wondered why she wasn't with him, in Stark Tower. Had he not gotten her S.O.S.? Had she failed in sending it somehow? Or had the stranger gotten there before the message had gotten all the way through?