ℙ𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕤 <Oneshots>

Long Enough ⌛️ (Angst/Fluff)

A/N: Paul visits Emma after the apocalypse

Paul's POV

My eyes rise slowly. Bright lights hit me immediately. It my head drive wild.

"Where am I?" I ask myself.

I look up only to find some kind of doctor with a clipboard.

"Holy- Doctor McKenna come in!!" He ran out the room.

"Wait!! Can someone just tell me what's going on?!" My memories only slipped away from me. The only things I remembered was my life until this moment.

A woman walks in with two military men behind her.

"Mr. Ben Bridges."

"I'm sorry but who is that?" I ask getting up however that failed. Those two men I was talking about ended up pushing me down to the hospital bed.

"WOAH- HEY- AGH!" I scream.

"We are only doing this for pre caution Bridges-"

"MY NAME IS MATHEWS- GET OFF-" I use my left over strength to get them assholes off me. I don't even know why they were doing that to begin with.

"He doesn't seem to be infected. You guys leave. Leave me with him."

They both head off leaving the doctor sitting on a chair.

"Do you remember anything before this moment?"

"No- yea... NO!! Where the fuck am I? I was just with-" I cut myself off. There was this girl... Em... I can't remember.

"Who were you with Ben?" She asks.

"She had... brown hair... her leg. Is she okay? Is she... a helicopter." I mumble.

"I'm gonna ask a few questions and you tell me if you remember anything, okay?" The doctor asks holding up a clipboard and her pen.

"Okay." I replied sitting up.

"They may be a little extreme and it's a lot to take in. You will be able to handle it, I'm sure."

I nod hoping it wouldn't be 'that' extreme for me.

"Do you remember a apocalypse happening?"

I think for a moment. I remember that weird Greenpeace girl singing to me... that Beanies performance, the memories are slipping in.

"Yea I do. They were- singing." I say.

"Okay off to a good start. Do you remember the old Straight Theater?"

Wasn't that one place where that weird- meteor. That meteor. Holy shit.

"I'm starting to remember now. I went there to go blow up some meteor."

"Your memories are coming back that's good. I'm just gonna do a little recap on what happened and what we reviewed from you."

They hand me a long note page.

"We picked up your body at the Starlight Theater where you and others were. We assumed the others were goners for sure because you held grenades on you. When we brought you here to inspect of any infections from the aliens in the area. We thought you were in good health. That wasn't until we tried to re unite you with someone. You almost got her infected along with some of our nurses and doctors here. Luckily she's alive now. However, when we sustained you, you were singing weird sayings and that's when we took notes of it."

It was too much to take in. You can say it was too extreme.

"Hatchetfield Disaster of 2018." I read out loud.