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[backinthsaddle]

Cole hasn't spent so long in another universe in quite some time. He hasn't been here the entire time of course, he's had to go home to check up on the kids and make sure everything's okay, but he's spent more hours than he cares to count sitting in this uncomfortable hospital chair. He'll be damned before he lets Victor go unguarded, not after what happened last time.

Her valiant protector may also be having a teensy bit of a nap in said uncomfortable chair, dozing while keeping half an ear out for if she makes any noise.

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[backinthsaddle]

He nods, and gets up to go find a nurse. "I'll be right back."

[victormakesart]

She nods and works on breathing steadily... whatever she had last for painkilling has worn way off.

[backinthsaddle]

It doesn't take him long, coming back with a nurse who is bearing both painkillers and a mild sedative. "There you are, dear. You'll be feeling better in no time."

[victormakesart]

She smiles weakly (but warmly!) and gulps them right down. "You're an angel, y' know that?"

[backinthsaddle]

Cole takes his seat at her bedside again as the nurse leaves, and he puts his hand on her forehead, brushing back her hair from her face. "Just think... tonight you can dream of someone tall, dark, and Bat-handsome."

[victormakesart]

"Ha! Oh, honey, you're my dream fellow," she says, closing her eyes, feeling the warmth of his hand on her forehead, breathing slowly out, then in again.

[backinthsaddle]

"Say that all you like," he says with a smile, leaning over to kiss that forehead. "So long as your dreams are good ones."

[victormakesart]

"You're a really, really beautiful young man," she says, and that's so not the drugs talking, that's the Vic-is-being-Vic talking.

[backinthsaddle]

"Right back atcha," he says with a small smile.

[victormakesart]

"Flatterer," she says, through a gigantic grin.