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"Where is she?" Penelope asked frantically rushing into the hospital. "Where's my babygirl?"
"For (Y/N) Morgan." Derek said to the receptionist.
"She had her leg set recently so she might be a little woozy." She smiled at the worried parents. "And her arm is in a sling. She has a slight concussion from the car accident, but nothing you should be overly concerned about."
"What room is she in?" Derek demanded, gritting his teeth.
"387." The receptionist squeaked out.
The two of them rushed away barging into the room, letting out sighs of relief when they saw their daughter sitting up and chatting with a nurse. It still broke their heart to see her right arm in a sling and her left leg propped up in a cast.
"You're twenty?" (Y/N) Morgan demanded. "What are you like a genius or something?"
"Or something." The nurse answered her smiling charmingly as he checked her chart.
(Y/N) scoffed at him. "My Uncle has an IQ of 187 and had me reading Voltaire by the time I was ten. My mother had me reading computer codes by the time I was five. They had to put the electronics up high so I wouldn't disassemble them."
"I read Voltaire when I was nine, Ms. Morgan." The nurse answered.
"(Y/N) pumpkin!" Penelope burst running to her daughter. "Are you okay, baby?"
The eighteen year old leaned against her mother, "I'm fine, mom."
"When can we take her home?" Derek demanded.
"We're going to hold her for observation, but she should be able to leave tomorrow." The nurse answered.
"Bye, Liam." (Y/N) chirped.
Liam turned looking at her questioningly.
(Y/N) held up her slightly damaged phone. "I hacked the hospital records to see if whoever was taking care of me was competent."
Liam laughed. "Well, I'm glad I lived up to your expectations. See you later, (Y/N)." He said leaving the room.
Her dad turned and raised his eyebrow at her.
"What?" (Y/N) asked unashamed, in her mother's fashion. "He was cute."
Spencer poked his head into the room. "I brought jello." He said striding into the room.
(Y/N) held out her hands. "Gimme."
Her Uncle Spencer handed her the dessert. "Thank you Uncle Spence." She mumbled with her mouth full.
