Peter's Little Sister

What's Wrong?

Annabel Pov

The Quinjet was soon above us and I was taken inside to the hospital part. I was put onto the table. I turned onto my side and coughing up blood it was all over the floor.

Yelena stayed with me even when Bruce came in. I was still coughing up alot of blood when Natasha came in.

"Privet." I told her with a smile (hi).

"ne privet mne." She told me (Don't hi me).

"We need to get that out her stomach now while she's awake and also put her legs back properly." Bruce explained making my eyes wide.

"Why awake?" Yelena asked him.

"We need to make sure she's still breathing so you guys need to stay." He said pointing at Yelena and Natasha.

"yebat' radi." I groaned knowing he can't understand me (Fuck sake).

He left the room and came back with a trolley of hospitality things.

"What if its damaged my stomach?" I asked him.

"That's why you need to stay awake." He told me.

He picked one of the needles in and came over to me. It was clearly a numbing one cause he used it near my wounds.

"Why are we still here?" Natasha asked him.

"You need to hold her arms down as she will clearly try to stop me." I heard him tell them.

My arms were then being held down by Natasha while Yelena held my head down.

"I will kill you after this." I told Bruce as he started to pull on the pole.

I screamed in pain as he pulled more of it out. My screams got louder as he pulled more of it out. As soon as it was all out he grabbed gauze pads and put them on the wound.

I was slipping in and out of consciousness as it lost more blood. I could feel myself start slipping away but Yelena was calling my name stopping it from happening.

I felt Bruce hook me up to different machines.

"She can sleep now." Bruce told Yelena.

My eyes dropped and soon they closed and I went into a deep sleep.