*laughs in 5 years of no update* so i may have privated the story coz i hated it for a while and then forgot about it but here i am 😭
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Richthofen's POV:
Scheiße Scheiße Scheiße! No... (Y/N)... How could I forget her injury... how could I... a Doctor- nein- Ze Doctor- forget the very thing that caused zis?! Calm down Edward... you're her only hope now... she won't bleed out if you act now. think... we're in ze part of the lab nearest ze medical rooms... if you think hard enough you can remember where you put ze bandages- AHA! mein gott i love my own genius sometimes...
'Nikolai. Dempsey.' I spoke rather abruptly, seemingly snapping them out of their own inner monologues of panic over the now limp, unconscious (Y/N). Both their heads snapped towards me, ever so slightly startled. 'Carry her to zat table. Both of you. Now.' I ordered while gesturing to the table Takeo had not long ago been resting on before he too jumped to his feet at the sight of (Y/N) blacking out. There was simply no time to lose. The American and Russian swiftly yet carefully took (Y/N) out of my possession and laid her flat on her back on the table. I quickly marched to a nearby cloth that was hanging from a wire on the wall and ripped it to a more appropriate size. 'Here.' I said as I threw the material towards Nikolai. 'Apply pressure. Lots of pressure. Ve need to stop ze bleeding.' Nikolai simply nodded, the still startled expression not once leaving his face. I started walking to a nearby closet just down the stares in the room below us to where I knew I had put some bandages and medical supplies. By the time I got halfway down the stairs however, I could already hear an argument begin to brew between the 3 stooges I once believed were mature adults... how wrong was I...
3rd Person POV:
'WELL IF YOU DIDN'T LAY YOUR HANDS ON HER THEN I WOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO TEACH YOU A LESSON! NOT TO MENTION YOU WERE THE ONE WHO MADE HER HIT HER DAMN HEAD!'
'WELL IF YOU WERE NOT UNDER THIS DELUSIONAL FANTASY THAT YOU OWN HER THEN WE WOULD NOT BE HERE TRYING TO STOP HER FROM BLEEDING OUT RIGHT NOW.'
'Comrades please-'
"NOT NOW, RUSSIAN!"
Nikolai simply facepalmed with his free hand as the other was still applying necessary pressure to (Y/N)'s head. I expected zis from ze American... but Takeo too? Bozhe... whoever's fault it is I just hope malenʹkoye solnyshko vill be ok... Not long now and Richthofen vill be back with supplies... I just wish he'd hurry about it...
The 2 kept arguing for what seemed like hours but was realistically only around 15 minutes before Richthofen made his 'long' awaited appearance with some recently found medical supplies, though not as much as they had hoped, it would have to do. Amusingly, the 2 bickering soldiers seemed to have completely hushed since the doctor had walked in - much like that of a couple of naughty children when a parent walks in when they've been told to be quiet. Richthofen, noticing this, smirks ever so slightly, though it disappears just as quickly as it appeared once he saw (Y/N)'s lifeless body once again.
He reaches the table and begins his work without a moments hesitation, not uttering a single word aside from the occasional order of assistance towards Nikolai who he seemed to deem his new temporary nurse for this procedure. First he cleaned the wound, ensuring a lower chance of infection, then began analysing whether it would need stitches or not. Thankfully it didn't, though she had lost enough blood to pass out, it wasn't wide or deep enough to require stitches, so he started the task of dressing the wound with bandages. All he could do now was wait. He sent Nikolai away with Takeo to nearby rooms to see if they could find any more medical supplies for any future incidents and suggested Dempsey goes for a walk to find the crawler they had left before while also taking time to cool off. The German then decided a quick once over (Y/N) couldn't hurt - just to be sure there were no hidden / untold injuries that would cause future problems in a less forgiving situation where there are potentially more of his 'test subjects' around.
He gently lifted her head and swiftly analysed the entire circumference before he placed it back down just as gently as before. He then moved down to her neck, before realising if he is to be able to see clearly for injuries then he would need to remove her jacket. Normally such a thing isn't a big deal as that would be the only item he'd remove without her conscious consent and it was only to be able to see her shoulders and arms without obstacle. However, something seemed so much more intimate about such an action when it was (Y/N). mein gott Edward. pull yourself together. he mentally scolded himself. He was a doctor after all. He can do this.
He stared at her jacket for what he thought was mere seconds of mental arguing but was apparently much longer as soon she began to stir. Her (E/C) eyes flicked open and close ever so slightly for a few moments while she found the energy and strength to fully gain back consciousness. When she finally awoke she was met by a very distressed expression painted on Richtofen's face while he was seemingly staring at her-
'Doc?'
She used all of her current strength to try and grab his attention, though it came out more groggily than she had hoped. His brilliant green eyes immediately snapped to hers while utter shock slowly spread across his features. '(Y- Y/N)! I- I vasn't- I vas only going to t- take off your jacket to...'
He seemed suddenly unable to remember why he was doing this in the first place.
'...to....?'
(Y/N) tried to pry as to why on earth he'd need to do such a thing while she wasn't even conscious. He seemed to realise how bad this situation could escalate should he fail to provide the truth before she rats him out to the other 3.
'W-well I just vanted to give you a vonce over... NOT LIKE ZAT-' he snapped in horror at the sheer disgust on her face at the misunderstanding of what he meant.
'as in check any other hidden injuries... so you don't worry me- us... like zat again...' His head turned more and more to the floor while he finished his explaination, a slight blush dusting his cheeks at the very close slip up in words on that last sentence. However, his head was snapped back to hers at the sound of her weak, yet simply angelic, giggle - the most adorable smile on her perfect face. She attempted to sit up, though didn't get very far before she almost fell back down again, before a strong German arm supported her and helped her the rest of the way. He looked confused and as though he was about to question why she insists on sitting up so soon but was silenced when he saw she was taking off her jacket for him. His once only light blush suddenly darkened and he felt the need to turn away. He heard her giggle once again. 'There's no need to look away, Doc. Its not like i'm getting naked for you here.' She weakly laughed again before he himself let out a small breathy laugh while he turned his head back. She was correct in that there was no need to be so embarrassed by such a casual gesture but he still found himself a flustered mess at just the sight of her bare arms. Though she wasn't hugely built in terms of muscles, she was still toned from doubtless years of training. Her shoulders too showed the small yet mighty power she most definitely held, yet in the most flattering way possible. He found himself staring once again for much longer than he anticipated as he was again snapped out of his thoughts by (Y/N) snapping her fingers in front of him. 'Doc? Anybody home?' She let out a small laugh at his eyes physically showing his distress of zoning out again. 'Mein apologies fraulein. And mein thanks. May I?' he asked, gesturing to her now exposed shoulders and arms. She happily nodded and let the good doctor continue his task.
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HAHAHA IT FEELS SO GOOD TO WRITE AGAIN EVEN IF IT IS SOME RANDOM ASS FANFIC OF SOME RANDOM ASS FANDOM 😭 ILY STILL THO AND I HOPE I HAVENT LOST U ALL OVER THE YEARS 😭
