Chapter 23

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Deanna's pov

I was still awake thinking about random things. My back was killing me. But I didn't wanna get a nurse since it might wake Pete up. He was asleep on the couch in my hospital room. He refused to leave.

And it wasn't that bad. I mean I could deal with it. When I signed up I knew I'd eventually take a bullet. Didn't expect to be caught in an explosion. But I expected pain.

Once a few minutes passed by a nurse walked in quietly. I smiled and she checked my vitals and asked,

"Do you need more pain meds? Oh and do you want some sleep meds?"

I nodded saying, "Please."

She smiled and walked out of the room. A second later she came in and hooked 2 bags up to my i.vs. I thanked her and she shut the door behind her quietly. I started getting tired I curled into a ball and slowly fell asleep.

I woke up and Pete was sipping a coffee. Trick was in the corner with Liz talking. James slipped in and I sat up and looked at my hands. I really wanted to see the damage.

James looked at me saying, "You don't wanna see it."

"But now I really do," I groaned. Before any of us could say anything a nurse walked in saying I need to change your bandages. I nodded and she slowly un wrapped my hands. Liz started crying at what she saw and Patrick and Pete looked worried. James looked down solemnly. My hands were burned almost beyond recognition. She put something on them before wrapping them again.

She unwrapped my eye and showed me my face in the mirror. I had burns on my cheeks, and a nasty cut going from the top of my forehead and down to my cheek bone. I bit my chapped lower lip and she smiled sadly,

"This isn't even the worse." I sat up and took my arms out of the gown thingy leaving me in bandages and a black sports bra.

She removed the bandages and I saw 2 bullet holes in my stomach. everywhere I looked I was burned. She changed my bandages and left. It looked terrible.

I sighed and stood up. I almost fell but I caught myself. I took a shakey step and Pete held my elbow gently and I glared at him saying,

"I can take care of myself."

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