Charmed

Nurses/Sidekicks?

Just doubled back to this story and dang, has it been a while! Sorry about that wait, here's the new chapter!

P.S. I do not own the song above, or any pictures used in this chapter. Enjoy!

Third POV (sidekicks)

Taking Red Arrows advice, Batman carried Karma through the zeta beam back to his penthouse and tucked him into bed. When all the medical supplies were transported and Karma was hooked up to several monitoring devices and IV's, Batman pulled the protégés aside. 

"If you five are planning on staying and taking care of Karma, I expect you to take it seriously. His condition is extremely fragile, so you'll have to keep a close watch; I expect at least one of you to be with him at all times until he recovers. You will call in frequently with updates, and one of us will check in periodically as well. Make sure he rests, stays hydrated, and eats. You are not to ask him any questions about his powers or his life that puts undue strain on him. Is that understood?"

The protégés all voice their assent, while Red Arrow stiffly nods. 

Batman takes that as his cue, leaving the five teenagers alone in the bedroom of the sick boy. 

"This is crazy," Kid Flash breathes, sitting in one of the armchairs in the corner of the room, staring at the unconscious, bedridden boy. 

Robin drops down into the armchair in the other corner, "which part has you whelmed?"

"All of it!" Kid explodes, but lowers his voice into a whisper at the glares he receives from the others. 

"This whole thing has just been insane. Are none of you guys even a little shocked by how things have turned out?!"

The more or less blank looks he gets from the others, and the shrug from Superboy, makes the speedster slump in his chair with a huff. 

The room's occupants attention shifts back to the bedridden boy. 

"I can't believe the one taking down supervillains all this time is so frail," Kid whispers. 

The others silently agree, looking upon Karma worriedly. 

It is, of course, at this moment that Karma wakes up.

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Karma's POV

I feel like I'm submerged underwater; it's dark and hard to breathe, and I feel like I'll never be able to wake up. 

I'm too tired to fight it, so I don't. I just let myself float.

I can feel myself being moved, but I'm still so tired. I sink back into the dark again. 

When I come back to the surface again, it's to the sound of familiar voices. It's strange though, I don't have any friends and I hardly know anyone, so how can the voices be familiar?

But one of the voices get loud, so I push myself to wake up. 

Slowly, I'm able to open my eyes, but when I do it is to the sight of several blurry figures surrounding my bed. 

My bed? How did I get here...?

The blurry shapes get closer, and I start to recognize my surroundings. I'm hooked up to several strange machines that are making quiet noises, there's a few needles in my arms, and a oxygen mask on my face..?

Oh. I must've gotten really sick again. But then who are these people?

My breathing starts to hitch, and the blurs around me seem to panic when I dissolve into coughs.