A/N: Fun Fact: this chapter was never supposed to happen. I had a completely different story planned out, then I went to sleep for the night and woke up with this idea. Thank you, brain. :) Here’s a link to the series page so that you can read earlier chapters. Please leave me some feedback or a request! <3
"Are you ready to go?" Liam asked, holding out his hand. You gladly took it, inching yourself off of Deaton’s examination table. Despite the pain medication, your side still stung where you had been shot, the bandages gradually taking on a blood red tint.
Liam wrapped an arm under your shoulders, helping you walk outside. Scott and Kira rushed forward at the sight of the two of you struggling into the waiting room. You brushed off the extra hands, preferring to walk instead of be carried. You were strong, you could do this.