You're My Medicine ~Aarmau AU~ UNDER EDITING

~Ready~

Aphmau's POV

*Play Song*

 Still don't know how that worked.

How my scars just disappeared.....

How the memories are not that painful anymore.....

Of course, they are still painful....but just not as much....

It's now been about a month since the incident......

And though it was a hard road of recovery.....

I was at least recovered in the end...

Or am I?

Today is Lilith's surgery.

We are gonna try and remove her brain tumor, and hopefully, obliterate her cancer in the process.

I walk into her hospital room, finding Aaron talking to her parents.

"So, this is it? It's really gonna come out?" Lilith mother exclaims, a tired smile at her lips.

"We can't guarantee anything, and it is a risky surgery, but if we get it out, yes, this will be it." Aaron smiles to them.

Lilith's parents hug each other, almost crying tears of joy.

This must have been a long road of pain for them...

Looks like I wasn't the one going through something hard.....

Lilith was sound asleep on her hospital bed, ready for surgery.

We roll her hospital bed out of the hospital room and down towards the surgery corridor.

We then stop in front of one of the O.R. doors, this one making me freeze momentarily, but it was more a lapse in judgment than anything as I snap back to reality to continue pushing Lilith's hospital bed.

We push a board underneath her, lifting her up before putting her on the surgery table.

I gulp at the sight of it, it's metal painfully familiar.

We proceed to prepare her for surgery, setting her head up, and organizing the tools for any routine craniotomy. 

"Is this one it?" His voice muffled by his mask as we start the surgery. 

"Huh?" I raise an eyebrow, not looking away from the flesh I was working on.

"Is this the O.R. you were in?" He questions a bit more quietly, switching tools.

"....maybe."

"Are you—good?"

"Yes, I'm fine, Aaron. You can stop worrying. I've had pain, suffered the aftermath and that's it, some people have it worse you know." I retort.

"Aphmau, you may sometimes forget I've been a surgeon for years, and I know how bad things can become I've seen it all."

"...and?"

"Nothing was worse than what happened to you..." Aaron replies, looking at me momentarily.

I return his look, exhaling.

Our conversation is shortlived, as we are interrupted by the loud crazy beeping of the heart monitor.

"B.P. Is dropping!" I state, working quicker now.