"They say we are asleep until we fall in love
We are children of dust and ashes
But when we fall in love we wake up
And we are a god and angels weep
But if I die here tonight
I die in my sleep"
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Benicia had stepped into the room first after Brett had opened the door for them. She was still holding Matt's hand as they walked inside. She wasn't a huge fan of hospitals. She never had good experiences in them and the fluorescent lights and the beeps of the machinery was reminding her of this. "Oh, my God..."
Matt gently released her hand and started to make his way closer to the bed. Foggy had to stop him soon though, "Matt, the tape."
Matt was barely at the line of tape, with Benicia made a couple of feet behind him to his right. While Zoe and Foggy stood about five feet behind him to his left.
"Frank Castle." Matt spoke.
Upon hearing his name, Frank opened his eyes and blinked a few times before trying to focus on whoever was speaking to him.
"My name is Matthew Murdock. These are my associates, Franklin Nelson, Zoe Mercier, and Benicia Duterte."
Frank had a deep scowl on his face that affected the crease of his brow, "I know who you are. You protect shitbags."
Matt scoffed but barely enough to be noticeable, "We came here today to make you an offer. We don't want money for our services, we're not interested in fame or free advertising. Weren't even assigned to your case. We don't have to be here. But you take a quick look around, you'll notice we're the only ones who are. As you may well know, your list of enemies extends well beyond the gangs you've killed. You're very good at making powerful enemies. And the day you were admitted to Metro-General for the round you took to the head, a do-not-resuscitate order was placed on you."
Zoe added in next with her hands clasped in front of her, "And a shoot-to-kill order, just a few days ago."
"We know-" Benicia was just as solemn as serious as the others, "-because we heard it given."
"These orders were issued by the District Attorney. And the fact that she's had it in for us ever since we started asking questions tells us we're on the right track. Someone in the DA's office wants you dead, Mr. Castle and we'd like to know why." In the midst of Matt talking, Benicia took a few steps forward, "You let us take your case, we can soften your sentence, and give you a shot. Maybe even find out who's responsible for what happened to you. We're talking about your life, Mr. Castle. We can help you keep what's left of it."
Frank chuckled softly, "Yeah... Kinda like what you did for Grotto, huh?"
Benicia's face twisted into a deep scowl. She moved her bag slightly so she could dig in it. Once she grabbed what she wanted, she advanced toward Frank.
"Benicia." Matt reached for her but missed, "Benicia! Benny!" He grabbed onto her arm, "Foggy! Zoe!"
"You want answers?" Benicia turned the photo to show Frank, "You want anything. So do we-" Matt tugged her away from him, making sure she was on the other side of the table, "-but none of us will get them if you're fucking dead."
