Tf2 Medic Comic Novels & Stories

let's just say I dealt with sneaky bitches/Dot on a regular basis and leave it at that. "He is awake," Tadêfi alerted the room. "You must leave so I can deliver my message to him in the privacy he requested." "I am almost done," a different A****n voice stated. She was the medico dealing with my wounds. By the aroma, she had slathered on two coats of the healing goo that was becoming as comfortable to my nostrils as my soap-on-a-rope. A few more rounds of adhesive tape and the exodus from the room began. I hadn't opened my eyes because I was unprepared for the looks of anger, disappointment and concern surely leveled my way.

he smirked But picking them up, both were empty He glared at the items in his hands as if they were at fault. Then he looked at her figure laid on the bed “Of course..” he sighed He rolled his eyes once more. He knew she’d never say anything if her meds were over because she felt bad for her brother, what a lame excuse.. He walked out and got in his best friend’s room he knew directly where Naseer kept extra meds for her and took a new bottle and an inhaler,

The next morning, I found Tedros growling at the nurse as I walked into his ward with breakfast. “I said I don't want to be at the hospital!” He growled. “Who brought me here?! Ducky promised not to bring me to the hospital, and what with these pipes?” He pulled all the pipes that were connected to his body and tossed them. “My wolf is enough to heal me!” The nurse trembled; it looked like she was about to cry. I took a step forward.

We bid a silent goodbye to the parts of us still inside our old home, which a few courses of antibiotics, plus a blast of radiation from an MRI, will surely dissolve to nothingness. A police cruiser arrives next, vomiting out two officers: one thick and squat, his partner thin and tall. Their nametags say ‘BARNES, D.’ and ‘GRIMES, T.’ We decide to name them Tweedledum and Tweedledee, for obvious reasons. Tweedledee issues a low whistle at the sight of Frank’s mangled remains, but neither seem too concerned about one of their colleagues converted into a hundred-fifty pounds of ground beef with glass chunks mixed in. “That who I think it is?” Tweedledum asks, cocking his head for a better view

he coughed and weakly smirked. "Motherfucker! Stop talking" I said and his eyes were rolling back. He was injured yet wants people not to worry about him. The backup was here and the enemy was captured but one ran away. "Medics! Doctor Jones" I yelled and they came rushing and tried to stop the blood oozing out of his chest. "To the hospital!" Doctor Jones yelled. The medics took him away. Flashback ended. "He is a fighter babe. Stop crying it's not good for you" I said caressing her hair. She hugged me and sniffles.

I said sensing her sadness over the phone “I know” She said “I can't wait for you to be back” Only if she knew i won't be back untill a year later. “How's your deficency” She said sarcastically in a bid to lighten the atmosphere “Never been better” I replied “Hope you ain't scaring them off with your cow characteristics” we both burst into fits of laughter “Ava!!” “I'm just joking, but hope you are taking your drugs” “ Yeah i am, trust me to take care of myself” I said biting the inside of my lips.