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Despite the fact that she’s been in this apartment a couple of times, it never ceased to amaze her how well her girlfriend was doing for herself. There was no denying that this place was nice, it certainly was the perfect little place for Spencer to get to call home – hopefully. She set down Hanna’s things she had carried in neatly onto the nearest kitchen counter and the bag full of both of their clothes onto the floor. She was happy to see that the place was clean because that meant less time she had to spend cleaning and more time she would get to spend settling in with the love of her life. This was going to be good, she kept assuring herself of that whenever the reminder that she had quit an amazing job in Connecticut would creep into her mind.

“Anything you need for the next two months while you’re healing, just ask and it’s done,” Spencer stated, already unpacking all of the medicine Hanna had collected from the hospital. “Think of me as your at-home doctor, not as your bitch.” She had of course memorized all there was to know about the medications, such as what prescription first and when and how much, and had narrowed down the search for the best physical therapist in the area to four names. The faster Hanna got better, the faster Spencer could go back to school or get a job here or whatever it was she would end up doing, she hadn’t thought of all that yet. “Are you hungry?”

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Hanna moved to rub the note from the board, before she turned to her girlfriend and forced a smile as she nodded her head. “You’re kinda my bitch, too, though.” She teased, slowly moving around the kitchen to check the fridge, “Gross,” She finally commented, “We need to chuck this food out.” She sighed, taking a bottle of water before she closed the fridge with a frown. 

When the question was posed, she just shook her head, “Not really, I’m just tired but help yourself, we’ll have to go grocery shopping tomorrow or whatever.” Tired Hanna was grumpy Hanna and to add the fact she was hurt and bored into that, only made it worse. 

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Spencer followed Hanna to the front of the building, stopping just for a second to give her a look. She knew Hanna was excited to get back to work, she could certainly understand what she was feeling right now since neither of them were working, but she still had a month or two of healing to get through. The doctors and nurses all said it, and she was sure she brought it up as well, but healing should be Hanna’s main focus and once that was done with, work would surely follow.

She’s only been in Hanna’s apartment twice, once when she had stayed there for Christmas and again when they had celebrated Hanna’s graduation, but this third time was different. It was her home now, too, for as long as Hanna would let her stay. It was the most unorthodox way of moving in, she supposed, but she was still excited to be there. 

“I’m going to have to make a copy of the key,” she said, mostly to herself as she stepped inside. There was a lot that needed to be done, in fact, like bringing her clothes and shoes and things inside, but that could wait. The most important thing right now was taking care of her girlfriend. “I’m going to write up a schedule for your medicine and for your physical therapy and checkups and gym time for later on when doctors give you the go ahead to start working out again. You’re going to get better but you’re going to do it safely and efficiently.”

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Hanna bit down on her lip as she headed slowly towards the kitchen, “Emily’s old key is around somewhere.” She gestured around the apartment, “Probably in her old room.” She took a look around, glad she had kept it clean and tidy at all times because she had never been there beforehand. This was going to be the most time she had spent in the apartment since she had moved in, so she guessed that was a good thing, at least. 

“There’s a white board there.” The last thing written on it was a note to herself reminding herself to Skype Spencer when she returned from her undercover assignment. Her nose scrunched up when she saw it but quickly shrugged it off, “Safely and efficiently, of course.” 

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Moving In

Spencer knew she had done the right thing when she had quit her job and flown out to Virginia to be with Hanna. There were other jobs, though it would take her a bit to claim a lawyer status here, but there was only one Hanna, and she was much more important than any job. She was excited to live with her girlfriend and to take care of her and help her get back into work and cook for her and get to climb into bed with her at the end of the day. It seemed so perfect, and could only hope Hanna was as excited about it as she was.

Hanna was finally released from the hospital, which meant their perfect life together, them suddenly becoming roommates was about to begin. Spencer drove them home, of course, driving carefully because she figured Hanna could still be in pain. Her car was a bit packed as she had anything they had gotten while Hanna had been staying in the hospital as well as all of her most important things with her, the rest of which would be shipped to her and whatever was left was to be sold. She would have to get a Virginia driver’s license. She would have to retake the bar exam. If she wanted to go back to school like she had been thinking about doing back in Connecticut, then she would have to apply to schools in Virginia and find some way to balance it all out. Maybe it would be tougher than she originally thought.

She pulled into the parking in front of Hanna’s apartment building, turning her car off and then pausing a moment. She wondered if she was imposing too much; she didn’t think Hanna had an issue with all of this but of course when she had told her she was going to move in, Hanna had been on some pretty strong pain killers. “Do you want help getting up there?” She asked, already collecting Hanna’s things to carry, figuring that she could come back for her things later once the other woman was napping. It had taken Hanna a few days but she had been able to walk, but Spencer would rather be safe than sorry. If Hanna needed help, then that’s exactly what she was there for. “Anything you need, love, I’d be more than happy to help.”

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Being released from hospital was the first step in what was set to be far too long a recovery. Hanna had never been the most patient person and she hated just sitting around doing nothing. Now, she had no choice but to just sit there and think about what everyone else would be doing at work whilst she was bored at home. It was painful and it gave her far too much time to think about what had happened and how close she had come to actually dying. She didn’t want the time to think about it, she just wanted to move on and get back on the horse. The longer it was left, she feared the longer it would take for her to grow accustomed to being back in the FBI.

Luckily, she had Spencer there with her and whilst it was not planned to be so soon, she was grateful for the company and for the fact her girlfriend had moved there to, in some part, be with her. Having her girlfriend there with her was somehow easing the pain, just in a small way. 

For the first time in what seemed like forever, she looked up at her apartment building and just gave Spencer a smile before she moved to get out of the car, “I’m good.” She told her, as she bit down on her lip, she was glad to be home because it was one step closer to getting back to work. Slowly, she walked towards the building, taking her keys from her pocket, “I cannot wait to just chill in my own room, and I can harass my boss from here about going back to work.” 

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At that moment it seemed as though Hanna’s state of mind had an influencing factor on Spencer’s because Spencer was becoming increasingly more frustrated. Why the hell couldn’t Hanna walk? She had been shot in the chest, it had missed every important organ and artery, luckily only doing a minuscule amount of nerve damage. Of course it would hurt but it shouldn’t impair her gross motor skills. It wasn’t fair, nor did it make sense, and because of that Spencer wanted to turn around to the nurse and just yell at her but couldn’t, because she knew that couldn’t help the situation whatsoever. She was stuck, something that didn’t happen a whole lot in her life. She didn’t know what to do and it was making her panic, only slightly.

“You got shot three days ago,” she pointed out softly. She hated being the bearer of bad news but sometimes Hanna didn’t think properly. “Maybe you’re not ready yet. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s noble that you want to try but nothing should be forced. Maybe this is your body telling you that it needs another day or two…”

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Hanna sighed, “My body isn’t used to being in bed for so long, I have a routine and I’ve not spent so long without moving since I was a teenager.” She frowned, it was just taking her body a moment to warm up, she supposed. “It feels okay now, I just... my chest hurts.” She knew she was meant to be honest, it was the only way this was going to work, if she ever wanted to leave the hospital and get back to work as soon as she possibly could. 

“I don’t need any more time, though, I’m okay. I can handle a little bit of chest pain.” Her legs were finally getting used to the movement, and whilst the pain was still there, it wasn’t half as painful as being shot had been. “We’re so close, anyway.” 

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Spencer hated seeing Hanna beating herself up so much for something that wasn’t even her fault. That was one thing they had in common, they were both so incredibly critical of themselves. It had hindered Spencer a lot, especially when it came to her school work, and she didn’t want to see it have the same effect on her girlfriend right then.

“I know you’re frustrated but don’t let it get to you,” she said softly to her, she had been ignoring the nurse in the room so far because she wanted to be the one to help. She figured it was the least she could do, though she had no idea on how to get someone to walk again. Luckily, though, she had patience. “Use your core. And breathe.”

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The woman just shook her head as she frowned, she just wanted things to be normal again. She wanted to go back to the person she had been before she had been shot, and whilst she knew she would be that person in a month, maybe two or perhaps even more so, she just wanted to be that person right then. 

She took a deep breath and focused on walking, her pace picking up as she ignored the way her chest hurt. It was hard to breathe, but if she could just get to the machine, then she could say she did what she had told herself she would and then, she could go back to bed and feel sorry for herself. She was exhausted, she hadn’t thought that was possible but she just wanted to sleep. She let out a laugh at her own thought, looking at Spencer, “I’m tired.” Was all she said as she scrunched up her nose, “How is that possible?”

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Spencer had no training in physical therapy, she has never dealt with something such as this before but that did not deter her from doing whatever she could to help her girlfriend. Hanna seemed determined to walk again, and once she set her mind on something there was no changing her mind – something that Spencer admired about her. Of course she could tell that Hanna was frustrated, but who wouldn’t be?

“It’s not a race,” Spencer reminded the woman as she stepped with her, not wanting to break her spirit but also not wanting Hanna to get her hopes up too much in case she wasn’t able to make it halfway down the hallway like she had planned. “You’re amazing, Hanna. Just breathe, go slow. We have all the time in the world.”

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It appeared as though once she had gotten her legs to work, even as slow as they were, her chest began to tighten. She felt as she had when she went for her first run - completely unfit and breathless. They made it out of the room but the corridor seemed even longer than she had imagined it to be. 

She took a deep breath, in an attempt to catch her breath as she frowned. It wasn’t meant to be that hard, she was supposed to sail through this so she could go home as soon as possible. This was meant to be easy. “Great, all the time in the world to get a freaking bag of chips.” She snapped, glaring at the ground as she shook her head, “Stupid body.” 

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Spencer nodded slowly, she was glad that at least Hanna wasn’t in any pain. “Don’t worry about that, Hanna. Just take some breaths, okay? Focus on pacing yourself.” She would do anything in the world if it meant that Hanna would be back to being fine simply for Hanna’s sake, but she knew that wasn’t realistic. So she had to remain patient enough for the both of them.

She moved to wrap her arm securely around the blonde’s hips, thinking maybe that would help her at least get used to being up, and then she’d try having her just stabilizing herself by holding onto her arm. She wasn’t as strong as Hanna was but there was no way she was going to let her girlfriend get any more injured. “If it gets to be too much for you, don’t be discouraged. They told me a lot of gunshot patients don’t leave their beds for at least a week.”

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Hanna frowned, she wanted nothing more than to just walk as though nothing had happened. That was kind of what she had expected to happen, at least, but she wasn’t so lucky. She let out a frustrated sigh as she tried to focus on walking further away from the bed she had been stuck in for far too long. “This shouldn’t be so difficult!” She whined, tempted to stomp her foot as she focused on walking out of that room. 

“Okay, let’s just aim for the nearest vending machine. I need a bag of chips and I want to get it myself.” She looked at the nurse who just nodded her head with a smile, as Hanna tried to move a little quicker, holding onto Spencer as she did.

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Spencer was, of course, a woman of her word, and so when she had told Hanna that she wasn’t going to leave her side, she meant it. Over the next few days, she’d guess that she’s only been away from Hanna for a total of three or so hours, if that. She knew how hard it was to be in the hospital with no familiar faces, with no one else around to keep her company or hold onto when it got scary at night, and she definitely didn’t want Hanna to ever feel that same way.

She’d been talking to the nurses whenever Hanna was napping and hounded them for answers about when she got to leave, when the bandages would come off, when they would begin to wean her off of the pain killers, all sorts of questions. The first night she was there, she asked them when Hanna would get to get out of bed because she just had a feeling that it was killing her laying there day in and day out. One of the doctors had estimated around the third day, and he had told the truth.

She was excited for Hanna to take this step, because it was one step closer to being back to her normal self. The nurse was there in case the worst happened, but Spencer had high hopes that her girlfriend would do just fine. She was there to lend her arm if Hanna needed some help at first, and she was sure to remain extra patient. She’s never been shot but she was sure it was the worst. “You’re doing great. Does anything hurt?”

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The blonde gripped onto Spencer’s arm a little tighter as she shook her head, “Just feels weird...” She murmured, the pain killers they had her on were great but they only went so far in numbing every bit of pain she felt. Her steps were slow and whilst Spencer was a patient woman, Hanna was the opposite, she was growing more and more inpatient with every second. 

She took another step forward, “Anyone would think I’d been shot in the leg.” She grumbled, glaring at her own feet that seemed to be betraying her right then. It was frustrating, she wanted to walk as she would do normally but it was as though her brain was slightly blocked, somehow.

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It had been a few days since Hanna had woken up, and Spencer was true to her word. She only left to grab something to eat, to go to the toilet and when Hanna needed to talk to her colleagues. The man who had shot her was shot dead and whilst Hanna still had nightmares about the entire thing, she couldn’t help but feel a little relieved that he was gone and he would never be able to hurt another person again. 

It was to be the first day she would leave the bed she had grown accustomed to just sitting in and luckily for her, Spencer would be right there next to her. With a small groan, Hanna smiled at the nurse when she helped her move, her hand moving to grab Spencer’s as she bit down on her lip. Slowly, her feet touched the ground and her other hand moved to wrap around the IV drip that would be coming with her. 

“You sure you can deal with an invalid?” She joked, giving Spencer a small smile before eventually, she was standing. It was harder than she had imagined it would be, considering it was her chest that had been wounded but her legs were shaking and her head spun as her grip on Spencer tightened a little.

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“I love you, too,” she said, her arm carefully wrapping around her girlfriend’s shoulders. She looked at her, making sure her eyes were closed because Hanna definitely needed rest right now, despite the fact that she had woken up not too long ago. The nurse who had brought Hanna her water earlier poked her head in, probably wondering in they needed anything. Spencer just shook her head at her; she would never claim to know more than a healthcare professional – she knew a lot, of course, but she wasn’t stubborn enough to claim she knew more than a doctor or a nurse – but this was her girlfriend and she was certain she knew more about Hanna than anyone else in this hospital.

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Spencer nodded her head even though Hanna had her eyes closed as she brought her girlfriend’s hand up to her lip to press a kiss to her knuckles. “I will. I’ll ask.” She really didn’t want to know details but she couldn’t imagine what Hanna must be going through, and so if she wanted to know everything about the guy who had done this and whatever else her partners knew then Spencer was willing to ask. It was the least she could do, she figured. She hadn’t been there for her much beforehand and she felt as though she had dropped the ball on that one. She was there for Hanna now, though, and that’s what was really important.

“Just get some rest, okay? I’ll be here. If you wake up and I’m not in the room I guarantee I’ll still be in the hospital, I probably went to look for books or food or something. I’m not leaving until you’re cleared to go.” She sort of paused at Hanna’s question; she wasn’t sure if she was being sincere or if was just all the drugs coursing through her but either way, she knew that it was definitely something that she wanted them eventually. “Someday, yes. I promise.”

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The blonde needed to know what happened, she guessed it would be the only way she could deal with the entire thing. She had no idea when she had changed so much, she had once been happy with burying her head in the sand but she guessed A had destroyed any naivety she once had. Now, she needed to know everything. She was curious about the entire world and whilst it helped her job, it didn’t help turn her mind off when she really needed to focus on other things.

“Mmm, okay... good. I wanna get married and have nerdy Hastings babies.” The drugs were thankfully kicking in, but it did nothing for her proclamation of love for her girlfriend. “I love you.” She yawned and snuggled into the warmth of the bed, “Lots and lots.” 

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It was beyond a relief when Hanna finally stopped seeming so concerned about the whole situation. She had been shot, she was going to be away from work for a while, and Spencer had left her job in Connecticut – those were the facts, and they both had to accept them. It would all work out in the end, because if it wasn’t okay then it wasn’t the end. They would figure it out, they always did. And who knows, maybe them living together would spark something new.

“Frankly I don’t know much other than what I’ve already told you,” she admitted. She really wished that she knew more so she could give Hanna some more answers. “I didn’t talk to anyone once they let me in here. I was too concerned. But if you want answers I can ask around. I want you to rest, get as much sleep as you need.” She knew that with Hanna in the hospital there wasn’t much else she could do but sleep, and while she was out Spencer could hunt the hospital in search for things to keep them both occupied until she could be released. “It’s a part of you, isn’t it? So of course I’ll love it.”

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Hanna was more exhausted than she had thought possible, especially when she considered the fact she had only been awake for around half an hour. The last thing she remembered before she had woken up was her colleague grabbing her hand, whilst another applied pressure to her chest. She could hear the panic in their voices as they told her to hold on, and she could remember trying so hard to keep her eyes open. All she had thought about was Spencer when she had thought she was going to die and that had to mean something. 

She had to fight to keep her eyes open right then as she squeezed Spencer’s hand, “My colleagues will be around, at least one of them if they caught a case.. ask them what happened, please.” She needed to know, more for closure than anything else. “Spence?” She whispered, “Do you promise to marry me someday? When I can get down on one knee and give you a ring?” 

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Spencer really was doing her best to keep Hanna calm and free from worrying, but that was a bit hard to do when her girlfriend wanted to focus on the fact that she wasn’t going to be working for a long time – and that Spencer wasn’t going to be working, apparently, for even longer. “Yes, I did,” she said following a sigh. This definitely wasn’t going to help Hanna get the rest that she needed.

“I left. I’ve been thinking about it for the last month or so and when I got the call that you were here I saw it as an opportunity to leave. There’s no place I’d rather be, Han. I loved my job but I love you more. Of course I’m not going to resent you, because ultimately it was my decision. It’s not your fault, nor is it your fault that you got…hurt.” She didn’t like the word shot, it made her more worried than just thinking of it as an injury. “The truth of the matter is that I can give up everything for you because you’re worth it. It happened, and now I’m here, and I’m not leaving until you’re sick of me.”

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“I mean, I guess you could live with me...” She teased, giving Spencer a small smile as she tried her best to relax a little. “The guy who shot me, do you know what happened to him?” She needed to speak to her colleagues, although she knew visiting hours were strict and that amount of people in her room wouldn’t be advised; having learned from when a colleague had been shot on the job just a few months before. 

The blonde’s mind was all over the place, she could barely focus on one thing and she guessed that was down to the morphine coursing through her system right then. The only one thing she truly knew right then was that Spencer was there and she was there to stay for as long as it took. With a small sigh, Hanna settled back into the bed and held onto Spencer’s arm so she wouldn’t move too far from her. “Do you think you’ll love my scar, too?” She asked, looking down at the bandage, wondering what mess had been left underneath.

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Luckily Hanna listened to her and stopped trying to scratch and claw at all the machines she was tethered to, but Spencer could tell she was still panicking. “Don’t do that,” she said as Hanna began to bite down on her lip, running her thumb gently along it. “Just take deep breaths. Calm your heart rate down. It’s all going to be okay, I promise you.”

She had been sitting for so long that she thought she might never want to sit down again but she didn’t hesitate to crawl into Hanna’s hospital bed with her. She figured it would be easier for her to comfort her that way. “Don’t worry about me. Please. There is no way I can lose my job because I already left it.” She was wiping tears away from Hanna’s cheeks but she felt tears of her own threatening to spill. Leaving her job was sad, but she had done it for Hanna so of course it was worth it. “There are a million lawyer jobs out there,” that was a lie, but she figured Hanna wouldn’t know that, “but there’s only one Hanna. You’re the only thing I’m worried about, okay? I’ll deal with everything once you’re better. but until then, I’m going to get you all the banana ice cream you can eat.”

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Hanna felt relief when Spencer got into the bed with her; she was close enough that Hanna felt safer, almost instantly. Her eyes closed and she rested her head on Spencer’s shoulder, “You left your job?” She tried to keep calm, her chest where she had been shot burned, and she did her best not to burst into tears even more so than she already had. 

“N-no there’s... n-not.. there’s... not here.”  She immediately wanted to turn back time and do everything she could so she didn’t get shot. Or so Spencer didn’t find out she had been shot and thus, wouldn’t have quit her job. “You can’t give up everything for me.. or because of me... I don’t want you to resent me. It’s my own fault I got shot, I can deal... you should go home and tell them you’re sorry and I’ll Skype you every day...” 

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“You need to relax,” she commanded, doing her best to keep Hanna from moving around without hurting her. “Keep this on or they’ll think you’re dead.” She reclipped the monitor to her finger before then pulling Hanna’s hand away from the tube resting in her nose. “They’re not trying to incapacitate you on purpose, Hanna. They’re doctors. They’re helping you and you need to let them.” 

She held onto one of Hanna’s hands still as she made the blonde look at her, hoping to calm her down before the nurses had to pump her with a sedative. “I know three months is a long time. But that was my guess. It could be shorter, I don’t know. This isn’t what I do. Your work will understand, I’m certain you’re not the first one to ever get shot. In fact, I’m sure whoever is in charge right now has been shot before. Everyone above you, I’m sure they’ve all been shot, too. You don’t need to worry about that right now, you need to worry about what kind of ice cream you want while you’re getting better.” Maybe she should hold off in telling Hanna the full story about her job, she didn’t need Hanna having another mini meltdown.

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Spencer’s voice was enough to stop Hanna’s movements; it was the kind of voice Spencer had when she was being deadly serious and Hanna knew better than to mess with her. Her breathing quickened and she squeezed Spencer’s hand a little tighter than necessary, holding back the tears as she bore her teeth down onto her bottom lip in an attempt to maintain any sense of strength she had right then. 

“I-I know, I know...” She stammered, it was almost like a rite of passage within her field. People showed off their scars as though they were proud but she had never thought she’d join in. “You’re going to lose your job and you’ll hate me...” The tears finally fell, and Hanna sniffed as her breathing began to slow down and the monitor finally started beeping at a calmer pace. “I want banana ice cream though.” 

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Spencer was a bit conflicted on whether or not she should tell Hanna the situation; she feared doing it now for she didn’t want to put Hanna under any more stress, but she was afraid that if she waited her girlfriend might think she was keeping something from her. Something that they could both mutually agree was not something they wanted to do in their relationship. Honesty was always the best policy.

“I won’t be going home for a while,” was all she said on the matter for now. “I’m not going anywhere until you’re better, and I don’t care how long that takes. I have all the time in the world for you.” The longest they’ve ever spent continuously together while in a relationship was one month while in Rosewood, so of course she was worried about if her moving in would put a strain on them. Certainly nothing was as hard as long distance was. Seeing Hanna every day would be a good thing, right? 

“From what I’ve seen,” which wasn’t much, really, nor did she have any medical schooling at all though she’s read plenty of medical and anatomy books to have a fair amount of knowledge on most injuries and illnesses, “you’ll be at one hundred percent in three months. But that depends on how good of a PT we can get you, how well it heals and stays clean, and how willing you are to focus on getting better opposed to just getting back to work.”

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Hanna frowned, and shook her head slightly, “You can’t, Spence, you’re going to get fired and I don’t want to be the reason you lost a job you like.” Well, Spencer didn’t like the job entirely but it was going to get her to where she needed and wanted to be in the future so Hanna didn’t want her to lose that opportunity because she had gotten herself shot. 

When it was announced how long it could take, Hanna shot up quicker than she had intended to, “Three months?!” Her head shook once again and she moved to take the heart monitor clip from her finger, before she moved to the tube she could feel itching her nose.”I can’t be off work for three months, I only just got back, I’ll never get to move up the ranks if I just take time off whenever I please.” Her heart thumped against her tightening chest as her breathing became shallow; it hurt but she wasn’t about to admit that, not to Spencer. “You can’t take three months off work and neither can I.” 

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Spencer had gotten so caught up in the moment that she didn’t even realize that she had been crying. She hated doing so in front of others and had she been in her right mind she would have never let herself do so in front of Hanna – her girlfriend was always so tough and she wanted to prove that she could be the same way. But seeing Hanna alive made her forget everything else and forced her to focus on just how much she could have missed out on.

“No, no, you’ve only been out for about a day,” Spencer told her as she inspected the girl, she hadn’t seen Hanna in months and though this wasn’t the ideal thing to come back to Virginia to, it was better than losing her. That was the silver lining that she clung to. She looked around behind her and fortunately made eye contact with a nurse, who was kind enough to ask what she needed to which Spencer replied that Hanna needed some water. The could have gotten it herself but there was no way she was going to leave her side until she was ready and cleared to be discharged.

She was so curious as to how bad the wound looked; she knew it’s been cleaned up and stitched together by now but there was still a lot of healing that needed to be done. The bandage would come off eventually, she could take a peek then, but until that happened she figured there had to be x-rays somewhere. “They said it’s going to be quite an extensive healing period but I’ll be here the whole time. I won’t leave you until you’re one hundred and ten percent better.”

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The blonde thanked the nurse when she brought some water and when she propped some pillows up behind her so she could sit up enough to drink some. Luckily, she increased her morphine whilst she was there and Hanna couldn’t wait for the relief to hit her. It hurt more right then than it had when she had actually been shot. 

“Don’t be silly, you have to go home.” She reminded her, squeezing Spencer’s hand as her eyes wandered back down to the bandage with a frown. “Did they say how long I had to be off work?” She asked, knowing it would be a long time with the psychological tests, the healing period and whatever else was going to home within the aftermath of being shot. It didn’t mean she had to be happy about it though, she had no idea what she was going to do with herself because most of her friends worked and Spencer lived in another state. She’d have to find a hobby.