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🜸 𝐈𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 🜸

Peter Quill was wandering through the dark and deserted streets of Knowhere when he heard a faint groan. He followed the sound and found Gamora lying on the ground, bleeding and unconscious.

Peter rushed to her side, his heart racing with fear. He knelt beside her and gently lifted her head onto his lap. He could see that she was badly hurt, with deep cuts and bruises all over her body.

"Gamora, can you hear me?" he said softly, brushing her hair away from her face. "It's Peter. You're going to be okay."

Gamora stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She looked up at Peter and tried to speak, but her voice was barely a whisper.

Peter took her hand and held it tightly. "Shh, don't try to talk," he said. "Just rest. I'm here for you."

Gamora closed her eyes and leaned into Peter's embrace. She felt safe and protected, like nothing could harm her as long as he was there. She knew that he would do anything to keep her safe, even if it meant putting himself in danger.

Peter held her close, rubbing her back and whispering words of comfort. "It's okay," he repeated. "I'm here for you. You don't have to be afraid."

Gamora felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. She was so lucky to have Peter in her life. He was always there for her, no matter what. She knew that she could always count on him to make her feel safe and loved.

As she snuggled into Peter's arms, she felt herself drifting off to sleep. She knew that she was safe now, and that she could face anything as long as he was by her side.

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Peter stayed by Gamora's side all night, keeping her warm and safe. He didn't sleep a wink, too worried about her condition to relax. He watched her breathing slowly and steadily, her chest rising and falling with each breath. He was relieved to see that she was stable, but he knew that she needed medical attention as soon as possible.

As the sun began to rise, Peter carefully lifted Gamora into his arms and carried her to his ship. He laid her down on the bed and covered her with a blanket. He checked her pulse and her breathing, making sure that she was still okay.

He set a course for the nearest medical facility and prepared to take off. But before he did, he leaned over and kissed Gamora gently on the forehead. "I'll be back soon," he whispered. "I promise."

The ship soared into the sky, leaving Knowhere behind. Peter felt a sense of urgency as he flew, knowing that every second counted. He couldn't bear the thought of losing Gamora, not after everything they had been through together.

After what felt like an eternity, they arrived at the medical facility. Peter rushed Gamora inside and begged the doctors to help her. They took her into surgery and worked tirelessly to save her life.

Peter paced back and forth in the waiting room, his heart pounding with fear. He prayed that Gamora would pull through, that she would be okay. He couldn't imagine life without her.

Finally, the doctor emerged from the operating room. "Mr. Quill?" she said, looking at him gravely.

Peter's heart sank. He braced himself for the worst.

But then the doctor smiled. "She's going to be okay," she said. "We were able to stop the bleeding and repair the damage. She's going to need some rest and recovery time, but she's going to make a full recovery."

Peter felt a wave of relief wash over him. He was so grateful that Gamora was going to be okay. He couldn't wait to see her again, to hold her and tell her how much he loved her.

As he walked into her hospital room, he saw her lying there, pale and weak. But she was alive, and that was all that mattered. He took her hand and squeezed it gently. "I'm here," he said. "I'm not going anywhere."

Gamora smiled weakly and closed her eyes. She felt safe and loved, knowing that Peter was there for her. She knew that they had been through so much together, and that they would continue to face whatever challenges came their way, as long as they had each other.

As Gamora drifted off to sleep, Peter stayed by her side, holding her hand and watching over her. He knew that she needed rest, but he couldn't bring himself to leave her. He was so grateful that she was still alive, and he vowed to never take a single moment with her for granted.

The days and weeks that followed were filled with rest and recovery for Gamora. Peter stayed by her side, helping her with anything she needed and making sure that she was comfortable. They talked about their future together, dreaming of all the adventures they would have and the places they would go.

And as they looked out at the stars, hand in hand, they knew that they were meant to be together. They had faced so much together and had come out stronger on the other side. They knew that whatever the future held, they would face it together, with love and courage in their hearts.