She's The Beauty and He's The Beast (A Bruce Banner x OC fanfic)

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Elizabeth's POV

 Two days later...

  I wake up in a haze to find myself in a hospital bed. I recall being in the car with Bruce when we crashed into a trailer truck. I don't know what else happened after that because I blacked out. I look over to my right and see Bruce fidgeting nervously out on the hallway talking to my nurse Becky, who seems to be a very sweet girl. I press the call button to get her and Bruce's attention. Both of them look at me and come rushing in. Becky takes my hands in hers. "Hello there, your fiance has told me all about you. You seem like a lovely girl. What do you need?" I look at her sadly. "The truth. Will I ever walk again?"

    Becky tenses up but doesn't look away from my intense stare. "I honestly have no idea. Your doctor will be in shortly to tell you more. What I do know is that we will do everything our power to help you get back to where you once were if possible. I wouldn't want you to have to suffer like this for the rest of your life. Elizabeth, you deserve better." I tear up and sniffle. Bruce hugs me gently and I cry into his chest when Becky leaves the room. "Bruce, I'm sorry I've put you through so much pain. How long was I out for?" Bruce sighs. "It's okay baby girl, you're hurt and you need to recover. Don't dwell on me too much. To answer your question though, you were out for three days."

   I take a moment to absorb that. "Do you think I'll be able to walk again? I know it would entail a lot of physical therapy and some surgeries too, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes, despite the risks." Bruce nuzzles me. "I don't know Liz but I sure hope so. We'll just have to pray that the surgeries go well and go from there. One step a time. You know?" I nod. "Yeah you're right. Say, can you get me some decent food? I'm not on any special diets. I'm not sickly, just in a hell of a lot of pain. I hate hospital food." He chuckles adorably. "I'll be back within twenty minutes with some Dunkin Donuts." I giggle. "My man, thank you so much." He blushes, kisses me on the forehead, and heads out.

Twenty minutes later...

  Bruce comes back right on time with a bag of good smelling food. He got me two egg and cheese sandwiches, a pumpkin donut, a medium hot tea just the way I like it, and a Southwest style bagel. "Sorry there's so much food. I didn't know what you would want so I figured you'd a few things. After all, you haven't eaten in three days." My stomach rumbles on queue and I dive into the food like a pig. I gulp the tea quickly even though it's hot and slightly burns my throat. Woops. 

  "Bruce, you're the best. I hope you got something for yourself too." He nods and pulls out a plain bagel with butter for himself and shows me his coffee in hand. Bruce catches me up on what the Avengers are up to. I frown a bit when I find out how worried they are about me. I just don't like when people worry about me so much... I'm just hoping for a miracle. 

Hoped that you guys liked this chapter! :) -Mary