His Daughter Against him

Dad always cares

Recap:
"Katie?" He croaked.
I nod. I staet sobing and give him the biggest hug.

As we pulled apart, he didn't look as ragged. Yeah, his hair was messier than usual, his eyes where bloodshot, but he didn't look sick anymore.
"Katie, I've been worried sick about you! What happened?" He asked, lovingly though.
So I told him what had happened. From the theater on.
He looked puzzled. "What's bigger...a portal? No... Any ideas, Katie?"
I just shake my head. "No clue."
We ponder a moment.
"Katie!" He suddenly exclaimed in alarm. "What happened to your head? Did that happen at the theatre with Deadpool or Doc Ock? Are you hurt anywhere else?"
Oh. Yeah. I guess I was blocking out pain? I don't know. "Yeah. My knee and wrist hurts. A lot."
"Where you blocking out the pain again? I told you, tghats only optimal if you have to do it to survive. Pain is what tells when we should stop. How bad is the pain, scale one to ten?" He said.
"Nine. And I have a jeadache." I answered.
"Crap. Ok. To the hospital wing!" He declared. Dad scooped me up, bridal style, and cradled me against him. Swinging our way down the helicarrier, we saw Fury again.
"Here's the key. H-207. Already set up and a doctor will be there in a few moments." Nick said.
So we went. As we apperoched the room, Dad slowed down.
The room looked like a genaric hospital room but with a door on one side.
I sit on the bed.
Dr Connors comes in.
"Hello. So, what's wrong today?"
"Knee, wrist, and shoulder, and her head is bleeding. It was Doc Oct, Deadpool, and Mesmero. Deadpool held people captive, doc oct waited outside for Katie, and Mesmero hypnotized her to be a slave." Dad explained.
"Okay. Do you perfer sadation? I have to pick any gravel and such out of your wounds." Conners asked.
"Yeah. Don't want to wake up nightrunner." I joked.
He but a mask on my face.
"Breathe in deeply, please." He asked.
I did.
He started to disinfect my wounds.

My knee was sprained, my arm was shatered. And I had, like, four concussions. Oh. And my ankle was broken in three different places.
Thanks Doc! That pain.. it was replaced.
:/

Dad cradled me home.
"Dad," I said.
"Yes?"
"How long was I gone?"
"About two months. You were the top missing person. In New York, at least."
"I missed Uncle Ben's Birthday." I said.
"No. Its tomarrow. Just in time." He smiled. I returned it.
We were home.
Aunt May was cleaning. Everythingb was already spotless. No sust or webs.
"Do you put up little webs so that she could clean?" I giggled.
"What..nooooo why would I do that?" He teased.
"Peter, is that you...? Oh sweet lord, Katie?" Aunt May said.
Dad walked up to the door. Aunt may opened it. She started to cry when she saw the bloodied bandage around my head, and the arm and ankle cast. My knee was in a brace.
"Oh Katie, what happened?"
"Doc Oct, Deadpool, and Mesmero. They happened." Dad said slightly darkly.
"Pit her on the couch. I'll so the rest. And you need sleep, peter! Go to bed."
"But-"
"No buts. Bed. That's where were all going."
He sighed and went upstairs.
Aunt may put pillows under my ankle and arm, then a huge fluffy pillow for my head. It smelt like dad.
"Thanks aunt may." I murmered, already falling asleep.
"No problem Katie. I'll be right upstairs. Don't get off the couch,..." aunt may went on, but I fell asleep before she could finish.

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As I woke up, my head felt fuzzy. I groaned. It really hurt. I felt body dead all over again.
"Kate?"
"Mmmmh?" I said/moaned.
"Do you want these pain killers?"
I opened my eyes. It was Dr Conners. "Sure."
He have me a liquid. It tasted like doctor office. Bleck.
"Take it every six hours, and only ten mL."
"'Kay. Thanks, Doc Conners." I said, still waking up.
"I'll see you tomarrow."
"Bye." I said
As he left, dad came downstairs.
"Hey Spider. How ya feeling?" He asked softly.
"Meh. I feel like I'm swimming in molassas."
"Its the pain killer. It will where off in a few moments. Breakfast?"
He helped me sit up. "Yes please!"
"At least you still have your appititte!"
"I always have room for breakfast." I said, dead serious.
He went and made cereal. Lucky Charms.
He sat down on the other end. He jelped me put out the recliner and lie that way. I put the middle console down with my right arm. We put our bowls down and turned on the tv. Saturday morning cartoons were on. We sat and joked amd ate.
This is why I love my dad.
:)