Another Anton Chigurh fanfic for funsies 😉
Ego death and The Surgeon
The car crash was so sudden, one moment he was staring off and glancing at the light, the next? His head has smashed through his side window, his arm shattered and smoke erupted from the hood of his car. But even as he stumbled out in shambles, he didn't care to think of his own health quite yet, he was too stunned. But of course, he kept a calm facade, even as two teenaged boys rode their bikes to the wreck in a hurry. He stumbled and sat down, grunting and revealing the bone sticking from his arm that was surprisingly not bleeding very much. The kids expressed their concern, but he was too busy recuperating to really hear them. But then, one kid spoke,
"are you alright? you got a bone stickin' out yer arm!"
Anton looked around while mumbling,
"I'm alright I just need to sit for a minute."
The teen boys exchanged weary glances at each other before the boy repeated himself,
"you got a bone stickin' out yer arm."
Anton rolled his sleeve up and winced internally, but he wouldn't dare do it out loud. He looked at them before looking at the boy with the long sleeved shirt,
"what will you take for the shirt?" He asked raspily, the boy paused before speaking,
"oh, hell, mister, I'll give you my shirt." He unbuttoned it and handed it to Anton. He struggled to tie it with his injured hand so he spoke,
"tie this for me." The boys looked at each other before he repeated himself,
"just tie it! Tie it...." The boy hurriedly tied the sleeves together to make a makeshift sling. Anton put it on and slid his arm through it before holding out a bloodied and wadded up a one-hundred dollar bill. The boy looked surprised before speaking,
"oh hell mister, I don't mind helpin' folks but that's a lot of money."
"take it...take it and...you didn't see me, I was already gone." The boy hesitantly took it and nodded, watching as Anton shakily got up and waddled down the street. The boys bickered about sharing the cash and how one of them lost his shirt. Anton was now focused on two things, he had to get to a hotel, and he had to call her. As the sirens wailed in the back, he limped calmly and passed by concerned looking people, but he didn't focus on that.
-an hour and a half later-
He shambled towards a shabby and run down hotel while keeping his eyes forward. It was his best bet, why? Because there were probably blood stains already in the rooms. As he stumbled into the office, the man at the reception desk glanced up before his eyes widened. Antony got to the desk and shakily put a wad of cash down,
"I need a room, preferably for the night." The man took the bloodied cash before speaking,
"I'm fine, now that room." he said deeply, the man nodded and put the cash away before handing Anton a key to room 301. Anton took it before walking out of the office and to his room. He unlocked the door and opened it, seeing how clean the rooms were, he cursed under his breath before he closed the door behind him. He stood there for a good minute before he sat down slowly on his bed, kicking his boots off and breathing through his nose. The pain was intense, he could admit that, but he wasn't one to weep over pain. He sat there before he looked at the phone hanging on the wall, how it was so far yet so close. He let out a long, loud pained noise as he hoisted himself up tiredly. He shambled to the phone before picking it up, dialing her number with his middle finger before putting the receiver to his ear.
Ringgg ringgg ringgg, click.
"chigurh." She said while listening intently, he huffed before speaking,
"listen, I got into an accident. I need to be on the road by the morning tomorrow but I'm in no shape for it. I need..."
"you need?..." She asked, Anton winced at how desperate he sounded before he sighed deeply,
"I need your help. You're a good surgeon." She paused before speaking,
"I am not practical, you know that. Just because I stitched up your leg doesn't mean I'm your best bet."
"i don't care, if you need to stitch my whole body up, I'd rather it be you..." He said with a hint of annoyance and desperation. She smirked to herself slightly before speaking,
"alright. Where are you?"
"Regal motel...room 301." He said raspily, the pain in his arm killing him worse than the pain in his head.
"I'll be there in thirty minutes, I'll bring all of my supplies. Just sit and wait for me." He nodded and sighed with a semblance of relief that was necessary for the situation. He hung the receiver up before shambling to his bed and sitting. He looked down at his arm, seeing how the bone protruded out awkwardly and was barely bleeding. Blood dripped from his forehead and onto his arm. He reached up and touched the wound on his head, feeling pieces of glass sitting in his scalp. He winced before he sat quietly, he never wanted to have people help him in moments like this. He was a calculated killer, not some little boy that needed to be stitched up and pampered. But he couldn't go to a hospital and be spotted, he would be arrested on the spot. Y/n was his best bet. She was skilled, quick and, for starters, he found her amusing. She was always one to crack a smirk at people, to be quick and caring yet in her own way, rude? He wasn't one for company but, he didn't mind her at all, she did good the first time.
As he spaced off, a knock rang out on his door. He looked at the door before standing up and shambling to it. He opened the door to see y/n with a tarp, tweezers, a scalpel, and so much more. She barged in and let him shut the door before she set the tarp down on the bed, covering the whole thing. She looked at him before taking in his injuries quietly. He stared at her before she motioned to the bed,
"lay down." He stared before he silently obeyed her command. He laid down on the bed, his arm resting on his chest. She snapped some gloves on before grabbing her tweezers. She walked to him and looked down at him,
"what the hell happened? You said an accident, was it a car?" He looked up at her with his cold eyes before nodding,
"it was sudden, it threw me off track. Now I'm here."
"well, I'll make sure that I'm quick so you don't have to wait too long, kay?"
"mmmph..." He nodded and relaxed slightly. She looked at his bloodied and glass covered scalp and sighed. She grabbed the side of his face before plucking out the large pieces. Blood poured softly and she used her gauze to clean it up. She discarded the glass on the tarp, going back and forth between the two. Once his scalp was cleaned up, she pressed a gaze to it while he winced to himself. She spoke,
"what the hell were you doing to get so distracted?"
"I...got done with llewellyn's wife. Left her there."
"yes, but he wasn't killed by me...by the cartel. He got in a mixup." She nodded before looking down at him, wiping her tweezers off before putting them down. He watched as she grabbed some scissors and cut the sling that he made before watching his arm gently rest against his chest. She held his hand and observed the bone before speaking,
"hm. I'm gonna have to reposition your arm." He stared off,
"do what you must. Just hurry." She nodded before grabbing her lidocaine and filling a syringe with it. She flicked it a few times before inserting the needle into his elbow slowly. She injected him with the anesthetic before she saw Anton slowly relax and sigh. She then grabbed her scalpel and cut his flesh around his bone before she hummed in thought. She then wiggled his arm side to side before speaking,
"you might feel some pressure in your elbow and forearm." He nodded before she moved his arm in a certain way that made him shout to himself,
"NGH!" The lidocaine was barely working, she looked at him and spoke,
"here, just take this." She wadded up some gauze and spoke,
"open your mouth." He gulped before opening his mouth, allowing her to stuff his mouth. He bit down on the guard before she moved his arm around. She then took a deep breath before pulling his arm back, snapping the bone back into place. He roared, his eyes widening as he bit down on the gauze harshly, his brow breaking out in a cold sweat. He writhed and groaned, trying to calm down as she held his arm out. She then grabbed a stilt and bandage, putting it on his arm and making a cast for him. He panted and spat the gauze out, drooling and gasping,
"you could've...put more lidocaine..."
"if one dose didn't do it, another wouldn't have helped." He panted and swallowed thickly, blood running down his face. She grabbed a gaze before wiping his brow gently, he looked up her softly, his brow relaxed fully. He had to admit, she was the only person he didn't want to kill. Well. It's not because he liked her that much, it's because she was very useful, so he went back to being his cold self. He spoke,
"thank you for your help, y/n."
"mhm..." She threw her gloves away quietly before looking down at him and how he was sweating and panting. She smirked before grabbing some medication she snagged. She sat him up and spoke,
"take this. It's a Tylenol." He scoffed and rolled his eyes before opening his mouth. She stuck it under his tongue, which made him grunt and look at her. She let him close his mouth before she spoke,
"do you need anything else?" He shook his head slowly, looking at his bandaged arm as he moved the pill around in his mouth. She nodded before packing her stuff slowly and calculatedly. She then slung her satchel over her shoulder before turning, walking away. He called out, the pill still under his tongue,
"y/n." He said raspily, digging in his pocket. She paused before seeing him hold out some cash. She walked over and saw it was another one hundred dollar bill. She shook her head,
"take it." She paused before grabbing it softly. She smirked to herself before putting it in her pocket,
"....mhm." he nodded, closing his eyes and finally resting. She chuckled and began to walk out before closing the door behind her. His thoughts wandered to how he'd escape, how he'd go under cover...but he didn't have a car, not anymore. His eyes fluttered open and he sighed...
He'd have her help again...after all, She was useful to him.
Yeah that's it lol, I hope it was alright.
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