She's My Cure ~Aarmau AU~ UNDER EDITING

~The Sound Of Silence~

Aphmau's POV

I open my eyes groggily to a dim lighted hospital room, the usual sounds of the ICU being nothing but a distinct ringing........

Then the pain hits.

I grimace, noticing someone stir next to me.

I look weakly to my side, gulping, seeing Aaron past out on a chair next to the hospital bed, his head resting on the bed railing, his hand grasping mine.

Heh, this big oaf.....

I raise my hand shakily to his head, brushing his hair softly, him stirring once again.

But this time he woke up.

Crap.

He sits up, his eyes half open, clearing his throat, then when he catches a glimpse of me, his eyes widen, a smile spreading on his face.

He says something, but yet I still can't hear him.....

Just ringing.....

He raises his palm and rests it on my cheek, which makes me whimper a bit, feeling the pain from my jaw as I notice something.

I can't move my jaw, in anyway.

My left arm is in a cast.

My body is bruised and blue.

I start panicking, yet again.

Aaron's POV

She starts hyperventilating, looking quickly between the assorted injuries on her body, her screams muffled by the wired mouth cast.

"Hey...hey! Aph hey its okay! You're okay....." I try to assure, grabbing both her shoulders to steady her, feeling my tiredness weaken me.

She struggles a bit in my grip, screaming, her pain obviously growing.

"Aph! Stop! You'll rip your stitches! Please......." I exclaim, though knowing that it didn't matter how loud I yelled or how soothing I made my voice.

She could not hear me.

I start to realize this isn't working, hesitating slightly before, sitting up farther on the bed and gently sliding my arms around her, holding her tight to my body though conscious of her wounds.

She slowly stops struggling and jerking, transferring slowly to quiet and muffled sobs, leaning into my embrace.

And we just sit there, holding each other, trying to reassure ourselves that indeed, she is alive.

Damaged, but alive.

And that's all that matters.

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Third Person's View

A few weeks later......

"Here she is......" Gene places little baby in Aaron's arms, Kate passed out from supposed exhaustion nearby.

Aaron takes the newborn in his arms, smiling down at his goddaughter.

"She's beautiful, man.......what's her name?"

"Michelle......" 

Aphmau was playing with her fingers, using her nonbroken arm to squeeze her fingertips synchronizingly, daydreaming, her pain on a milder setting after many nights of rest and ringing.

Just......ringing......

Aaron was scribbling away at a whiteboard, wearing his casual clothes, leaning on against the wall, eyebags large due to no sleep.