➵ Surprise Surprise - Monroe Part II

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My eyes fluttered open

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My eyes fluttered open. The bright light hurting my eyes, causing me to blink. Once my vision was adjusted to the light, I surveyed my surroundings.

I seemed to be in a hospital room. The creme colored walls boring me instantly. The hardness of the bed I was in hurt my back. Stiles was sitting in a chair next to me, his hands tightly wrapped around mine. He was laying his head on my thigh. Soft snores were escaping his mouth. A small smile graced my lips.

Using my free hand that held the IV, I grabbed the gown and peered inside to check my wounds. They were wrapped in medical gauze and tape. With a satisfied hum, I started to peel back the tape on the IV.

I took out the IV needle and quickly tossed it aside. Reaching over towards the machine, I looked for the power button and turned it off before it started to alarm anyone that I was no longer hooked to it.

Once it was turned off, I took off the pulse oximeter from my index finger. My heart warmed when I saw that my engagement ring was still on.

Stiles was still asleep on my lap. I gently sat up, holding back a groan. With one hand, I carefully picked up Stiles' heavy head. Moving my legs to the other side of the bed, I placed his head back onto the stiff mattress.

Incoherent mumbles came from Stiles as his grip tightens on my hand. Huffing through my nose, I slowly pried Stiles' hands away from my hand. Stiles turned in his sleep, his head lolling to the side.

I quickly hopped out of bed and walked to the bathroom. There was a plastic bag with a note on it.

 There was a plastic bag with a note on it

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"Thanks Annabeth." I let out a chuckle. I tossed the note aside and quickly changed into the skinny jeans, undergarments, and sneakers Annabeth gave me.

I turned on the sink. Gently peeling the tape off of the wound that was closer to my right shoulder, I threw it away. Looking in the mirror, I noted that the wound wasn't too bad. I willed the water to the wound to heal it.

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