*Song: A Thousand Years by Christina Perri*
You and Flip had been waiting at the hospital for the past two hours to be discharged. The doctor said you had to wait till your medication was filled because you needed to go home with it.
Flip kept going in and out of the room because he kept getting calls. He said it was the station. He wouldn't tell me what it was about because it wasn't settled yet but right after the amazing shower he had to go back to work because Bridges had called a meeting. But he was back and now pacing the room
You were worried because you knew it had something to do with the klan case. You just hoped everything was okay.
There came a knock on the door and in walked the doctor with a folder in her hand.
"Here we go, miss. These are all the instructions for your medications and anything else you might need. I want to see you back here in a week for a check-up. And for a minor life change, no driving for 6 weeks. Your head injury was traumatic and it's not safe for you to be driving. Also to address your concern about nightmares," Flip shot you a look. You gave him puppy dog eyes because you knew you should have told him there was a possibility they could come back but you didn't want him to worry anymore, "I want you to see a therapist help minimize them if they do even happen but for now, just know it is common with someone in your situation to have PTSD from the incident. Plus with your history of them, it should be no surprise that they came back. Hopefully, the therapist will be able to help get rid of them or at least minimize them if it comes to that."
You looked at the doctor and nodded to what she was saying, "Okay doctor thank you. Am I all set to leave now?"
"Yes you can, here are your meds and please if anything feels off do not hesitate to call me," The doctor while heading to the door nodding goodbye.
Once you and Flip were alone he looked over at you with a look of worry laced with disappointment. "Why didn't you tell me they are back?"
"Well, technically they aren't. I am just worried once I am off of the medication and sedation they gave me here, they will come back... I didn't want you to worry like I can tell you are now."
His long fingers brushed through his hair and he let out a rough sigh, "Well no shit I am worried. I watched you for months freak out and cry in your sleep. I watched the love of my life lose themselves because you refused to sleep until you were literally too tired to function. And I had to be there and do nothing because there was nothing I could do to help. So it's no wonder the thought of that happening again is worrying."
You understood why he was upset. It was him who woke up every night when you screamed. It was him cradling you while you cried. But what he didn't see was that it was also him who made them go away. "Flip I get why your upset but you are the one that helped me and made them stop so no matter what we will figure it out together."
Before he could reply the nurse Daniel was at the door with a wheelchair to wheel you out since they wouldn't let you walk due to liability.
All three of you walked silently through the hospital. Every few seconds I would sneak glances at Flip. I was truly the luckiest girl in the world. He was so beautiful that every time I saw him my breath caught a little bit.
I stopped staring when I heard Flip excuse himself so he could get the car. I saw him do his light jog to where the car was and I couldn't help but smile.
"Dang girl you got it bad."
You chuckled at Daniel's observation. Over course of your hospital stay daniel and you had become extremely close. Whenever Flip had to leave for a call or just fell asleep, Daniel would come in and tell you the latest hospital gossip for the detail on his current fling.

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FanfictionFlip Zimmerman x reader Flip Zimmerman and you have been best friends for as long as you can remember. You always had a crush on Flip but you never acknowledged it. You believed he would never feel the same way so you put being a best friend first...