𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚? - [𝘿𝙧. 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚]

two

I woke up. My head throbbing. The light. So bright. I peeled my eyes back to just be blinded.

"Clea?" I heard a soft voice. "Clea wake up, it's Sam, I'm here." He said while grabbing my hand a caressing it with the bad of his thumb. Once my eyes adjusted it the lights I was met with Sam looking exhausted, and him in his nurse scrubs.

I sat up and looked at my surroundings. "What did they do." Not even being able to look at Sam. "You got in a helicopter crash, and" "No Sam, what did they do to my arms?!" I then yelled at him. My arms were hung up, with bandages surrounding my hands and wrists.

"I'm the process of getting thrown out of the helicopter , you landed on you wrists and hands causing you to fracture and break multiple bones in your wrist and hands. Your nerves are severed, and some even broken. They put 14 metal nails in your hands for the meantime. There is a very low, to no chance that you will be able to ever function again as a doctor. You have a meeting with the board tomorrow afternoon to discuss what is going to happen." Sam said exhaling a small breath at the end.

"Leave. I'll see you tomorrow." I said with nodding my head for him to leave. That was when the nurses came in to take out the nails, and rewrap my hands out of the bloody wraps. I groaned out in pain when they tied it off. "Get me 3 pills of ibuprofen. Make it quick." I said to one of the nurses who scurried out quickly.

I sat up in the bed to see myself in sweats and a tank top. I wasn't wearing my gown. How long have I been out-? My hair was starting to become disgusting, and knotted. I got up and out of the bed where the nurse came back. I took the pills out of her hands and walked down the hall to the main level.

I raised my hands calling a taxi. I took out a twenty, told them where I live and we were off. Something felt off. I grabbed my phone very steadily out of my pocket, and texted Strange, wondering if he could operate on me.

I pressed the button onto the 75th floor, and it started to move up. Once the elevator stopped, it opened up to my private penthouse on the skyline of New York. "Ryan, text Stephen we need to talk." I said walking in and placing down my phone, and purse. "Yes Clea, is there anything else I can do for you at the moment?"

I walked into the bathroom and stripped myself from my clothes. "Turn the the shower on, lukewarm." I heard the shower turn on which was my cue to get in.

Ryan was my AI inside my house. Like Friday for example who is Tony Stark's AI.

I got in and hissed as the hot water seeped into my cuts. I stood under the shower head and let the water cascade down my body. I grabbed a bottle of shampoo and pressed it against the wall to have it squirt into my hand. I could even rub it in so I just tried to move it around.

After my shower I got out and picked out a tee-shirt, and a pair of open leg jeans, and some what attempted to brush my hair, then I got a call from Strange.

"Doctor Clea." I heard Strange speak into the phone with a croaky voice. "Stephen." I spoke out matching the same energy as him. I heard him scoff on the other end, probably because I said Stephen and not say 'Doctor Strange'

"Why did you want to talk-?" He asked, I could hear shuffling on the other end of the phone. "I need you help, I'm getting a cat scan and X-ray tomorrow. I've been in an almost fatal crash. I need your help." I said all out at once.

"I'm on leave. Don't know when I'll be back." He left out a frustrated sigh. "Great." I was about to hang up when I heard something.

I heard the phone being placed down, then I heard Christine. "You need to get up and do something, your signed up for physical therapy go to it." She let out a groan. "I don't need to go, I'm talking with head surgeon tomorrow to see if they can help." I heard Strange say back to her.

"I just care about you! This was a freak accident and we're going to help you!" I heard her yell back at him. I heard the phone being lifted. "Fuck me..." I heard Strange whisper out then the call ended.

Oh shit, what just happened? Something bad is happening and I know it... I tried to call Stephen again but it immediately went to voicemail, probably blocked me. Maybe whatever is happening to him it's none of my concern. I have to leave for the hospital now anyways.

I walked into the hospital with my arms slumped at my side, wrapped in new bandages I got from my house.

"Knock knock." I said out loud before anyone could answer. I walked into Norm's office, the head supervisor but has retired from his old job of being a surgeon. "Hmm?" He said peering through his glasses. I lifted up my arms and he motioned for me to go and sit near him.

"I have an idea but you need to do the surgery." I said handing him my X-rays I got from this morning when I was discharged. The X-ray showed broken bones, some unfixable and you can see in another scan from last night that my nerves have been disoriented.

I explained to him I had the idea about. "It might work.." he said scratching his chin. "All i need is might, give me a surgery date and confirmation from the board. I have a meeting tomorrow and I expect you there."

"Yup, have a good day Doctor Clea." He said waving me out.

1/24/22

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