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*********************************"Oh jeez, another kid incident at Freddy's?" Dee pursed her lips as she read the report in front of her. She sighs, a feeling of a sad acceptance sweeping through her mind.
This was the fifth accident this month involving this restaurant alone. She had heard there had been countless other incidents at other restaurants across the Rocky's. It seemed that it wouldn't ever stop. It eerily reminded her of something from her childhood, something she didn't really want to think about right now.
Getting up to whip those thoughts away, she went over to the registered nurse, who told her she was to assist the Freddy's case today. The RN seemed to believe that Dee had a knack for cheering the kids up whenever they got hurt by one of those animatronics.
Dee wasn't entirely sure about that, she was only trying to do her job as an assistant nurse. She guessed she did feel a sort of kinship with those kids, wanting to comfort them in the way that the first responders did all those years ago... but enough of that! Dee had a patient to take care of!
After being given her assignment, Dee followed her patient's RN and climbed up the stairs to her patient's floor: The Trauma Unit. This was the place where most of Freddy's victims went. Most of the time the worst they had was a broken arm but this patient's injury was more.... severe.
Dee and the RN make it to the patient's door. The RN lightly taps on the door before going in, Dee in line. Dee gasps at the sight in front her as she walks in.
There, in the middle of the off white room, laying in a white bed, was a boy. This would have been a completely normal thing, if it weren't for the bloody ace wrap around his head. Or the copious amounts of tubes going in and out of the boy's body, all being used to keep him alive.
Dee had known about his injury, she'd read it quickly while looking at the report. He was bit in the head by an animatronic. His brother had put him in the robot's jaw, as some form of sick joke with his friends. She had read about it, yet it still didn't prepare her for this sight.
Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Dee quickly stepped over to where the RN was, who didn't look fazed at all by the boy's serious injury. They both got to work right away. Firstly, they checked the boy's vitals, making sure his breaths weren't too shallow.
Dee was astounded to find that he was breathing well, despite his injury. The little guy had some fight in him! After they made sure his vitals were good, they decided to give him an IV. As the RN prepared the needle and Dee rubbed alcohol onto the patient's arm, his eyes started to flutter.
The patient started to thrash about, screaming, acting almost as if he was having a nightmare. The RN yells at Dee to hold him down. Dee quickly restrains the boy, who seems to be having a violent meltdown.
Dee, trying to think back on her training and nursing school, starts to talking to the boy. "Shh, it's going to be okay." She whispers. The boy continues thrashing, risking breaking his tubes in the process. Dee persists talking to him anyways.
"You're going to be okay." Dee says, gently rubbing his arm. His thrashing lessens a little. "They're not here, those animatronics aren't here anymore. They're not going to hurt you." She comforts him. The boy's thrashing is a lot less violent now, it's more like a shuffling now.
"That's good." She encourages him, brushing his hair in a motherly sort of way. "I know how you feel, I was here once too, for the same reasons, from the same place. You're here now, they aren't going to hurt you anymore. You're safe." Dee whispers gently. The boy's thrashing has stopped entirely. His breathing has slowed down and he seems to have fallen back into his coma again.
Dee looks over to her RN, who seems to be beaming with pride at how Dee handled his nightmare. The RN plucks the needle in his arm for a few seconds, before putting in the IV.
Their work done for this patient, the RN and Dee get ready to leave his room. Right before she leaves his side, she feels a small tug at her scrubs. She looks down to see a very tired boy weakly smiling up at her. "Thank.. You.." He breathily sighs. She sweetly smiles down at him, before saying "No problem." and leaving the room.
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So this is AU idea I've had for a couple of weeks now! Originally I got this idea when making the sick fic. When thinking of ideas for it, my original idea was that Jack would be a Nurse and would have William as one of his patient's and chaos/romance would ensue! However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that Dee would make a better nurse than Jack would! Thus, this AU was born! I hope you guys like it! Ask me if you want to know more about it or if you want me to write more! ^_^
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