Mending the Broken

Recovery of the Mind and Body

All I could think was 'I'm sorry' I couldn't speak, my mouth wouldn't form words. There was too much pain. Too much nausea. Too much light-headedness. I heard sirens wailing. They were getting louder and louder. I felt myself being picked up. The world spun and I fell into a dark pit of blackness.

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When Steve went home, he told his mom that he was worried about Tony and wanted to go check on him. He only worried further when they arrived at the Stark mansion and there was an ambulance and a worried, blood covered Jarvis talking to an officer. Steve got out of the car as fast as he could. "Mr. Jarvis Sir? What happened? Is Tony-" Steve cut off when Jarvis glanced at him.

"You must be Mr. Rogers. Tony's very fond of you..." Jarvis said his voice cut off with a small sob. The ambulance sped off, sirens wailing. Jarvis finished up with the officer and scurried to his car, Steve in tow.

"Steve come on," Sarah said. "We'll meet you at the hospital," she said, her attention directed at Jarvis. She pulled Steve, who followed. Off to the hospital they went.

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"He's still losing a lot of blood. Get that bandaged up!" One of the paramedic's yelled to the other. There were two, rushing around trying to get Tony stable.

"The ulnar artery is nicked," the other supplied. "Heart rate is low, breathing rate fast. He's going into shock."

The monitor that was letting off slow but irregular beeps, emitted a monotone. The paramedic cursed and began CPR.

"Charge paddles to two hundred."

"Clear!"

They paused for a second, when nothing happened they got back to work. "Charge paddles to 260."

Again. And again. "How long has he been down?"

"Almost eight minutes."

"Dammit. Charge paddles to 360."

This went on for several more minutes. Then finally...

*beep...beep...beep* was heard. The paramedic let loose a relieved sigh, but their work wasn't done. When they finally arrived at the hospital, They rushed around.

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"-and I don't even know what happened...but I found him and...he's tried to..." Jarvis couldn't say it, but he knew what Jarvis was trying to say. Steve texted Clint, Natasha, Bucky, Thor, Sam, and Bruce, letting them know what was going on.

They all arrived as quick as they could. A doctor came out, looking grim, but at the same time, relieved.

"Family of Anthony Stark?"

"Where right here," Jarvis said. Steve, Clint, Thor, and Bruce swarmed the doctor and began asking questions.

"Is he going to be okay?"

"Can we see him?"

"What happened?"

"Is he going to be okay?"

Many questions were repeated. "Kids!" Sarah yelled. "Give the woman a chance to speak," she said in a softer tone.

"I'm Dr. Helen Cho. Mr. Stark-"

"Tony. He hates being called Mr. Stark," Steve interrupted.

"Tony," Dr. Cho corrected. "Has suffered some blood loss, but not enough for us to be too majorly worried. The wounds are, in fact, self inflicted. Right now he is undergoing a blood transfusion to replace the blood he lost." She was speaking directly at Jarvis. "He did flatline two times, we nearly lost him, but he's going to pull through."