Just a bruise

[Sharon "Cher" Voight]

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[attr="class","Sharonnert"]The fall from the second story had trapped Sharon between a desk and a filing cabinet and she'd been in the ICU for days while she recovered. There was good news and bad news and all the news in between. Lucky for her there wasn't terrible news. It was bad enough the doctors were going to have to break the news to Thomas and to Hank. Sharon felt like she would never be allowed to leave the house again. She'd just been glad her partner hadn't been in the building at the time. Yeah, she didn't want him to find out she was in the ICU either.

She wasn't sure who was going to be more upset, Hank or Thomas. Though she knew Hank had also been admitted and Thomas had been working the scene so she'd not expected to see anyone for sometime but it was probably all the better as she had been in and out of consciousness. She'd been sitting at her desk, desk duty wasn't supposed to be dangerous like this.

Words were being thrown around like internal bleeding and low blood pressure. She was lucky to be alive, but there were broken ribs and she was waiting to have a back surgery to fix a spinal vertebra. They'd have to wait until they had controlled the internal bleeding. Sharon was wrapped up warm but she felt cold. She'd arrived in shock and was still dealing with some of it. "Owww.." She groaned out.

∵ Thomas Voight ∵

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[attr="class","Sharonnerlyric"]Piegali, lascia che mi colpiscano
alzalo, bambina stai con me

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[Thomas Voight]

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YOUR LOVE

is my drug

Thomas had tried to get back to Sharon each and every chance he got. It wasn’t simple trying to stop the CPD from going into overload, stopping Hank from going off the deep end and stopping himself from ripping heads off people. Nothing was remotely simple, each time he got to the hospital, it was early or late and Sharon was unconscious. He didn’t want to wake her up to tell her he was there as he just sat next to her as long as he could, even slept an hour or two there too but the last few days he hadn’t managed to get much sleep, rest or each more than a protein bar on the fly.

Desk duty was supposed to be safe, Sharon wasnt outside of the CPD running down criminals or chasing gangs. She was at a desk and this was what happened. Thomas had struggled to make head nor tail of what had been said to him, broken this, surgery for that and pressure to low. Thomas had taken himself away from the chaos at the scene, it had been poured over, combed and shuffled about that much there wasnt much left to find. The FBI was helping with the case and everything had gone smoothly for at least two hours.

So Thomas had done the only thing he wanted to do since it happened, he went to the hospital to camp out by Sharon’s side. He felt awful for not being there for some of it, seeing her in and out and not managing to catch much of the conscious Sharon. Thomas had been sat there a while, staring at her when he heard her groan. “Shhhs Sharon, it’s okay.” Thomas said in the most calming tone he had. It even surprised himself when he heard it as he reached for her hand carefully.

“Just rest, you’ll be fine before you know it.” He said trying to be optimistic, Thomas would have traded places with Sharon in a heartbeat. Even when he had been shot, he didnt want anything to happen to Sharon and now, the safe place that was CPD had landed her in here. If he got his hands on the person or people that did it, he was sure he would kill each and every one of them. “Do you want a drink of water?” He asked trying to work out what was best even though he didnt know where to start with any of it.

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SWANSKI

[Sharon "Cher" Voight]

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[attr="class","Sharonnert"]Sharon was trying to make heads or tails of things when she heard Thomas’ voice. She wasn’t sure if it was relief or dread. The last face she remembered seeing before things went sideways was her dad. He’d been in the building. “Dad… where is he?” She hadn’t heard from him and naturally she was more worried about him than herself. Thomas’ hand was a comforting feeling as she settled down some but she didn’t stop with her questions as she seethed in a breath. Ow breathing really hurt.

To be fair, she still felt a little dizzy and hadn’t sat up much but it was enough to agitate things. Though she was lucky she was alive. There were all kinds of tubes and monitors in here. “Thomas, please?” She was practically begging him for information. Though she wasn’t doing anything stupid like clambering out of bed. No, she was in too much pain for that but she had to know what happened. The horrific collapse was on replay in her head and if she was in this state… she swallowed a lump in her throat.

“I am thirsty…” she was easily distracted by him asking the question. Though how much was drinking water going to hurt her ribs? She could feel that she was wrapped up. “Everything hurts.” She wasn’t usually one to complain, usually she brushed it all off but today was not that day. That just went to show how much pain she was in. Sharon didn’t have a very tight grip on his hand but with what little strength she had she held onto his hand not wanting to let go.

∵ Thomas Voight ∵

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[attr="class","Sharonnerlyric"]Piegali, lascia che mi colpiscano
alzalo, bambina stai con me

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[Thomas Voight]

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YOUR LOVE

is my drug

Thomas smiled at Sharon hearing her ask about Hank, the man was a pain in the butt at the best of times but as a patient. He was surprised Med even let him back in. “Hank’s okay, he’s been checked over and is being supervised. He’s okay.” Thomas said knowing there wasnt a chance in hell Hank was staying put in a hospital bed. It was bad enough Thomas setting some agents on him to make sure he was alright as he was sure he’d hear about how feds ruined his life later that day.

It was good to finally see Sharon awake, alive and awake as he hadn’t know what to think when he had seen the state of the precinct. “It’s okay, your dad is fine. Still getting updates on others and you’ll be okay too.” Thomas said smiling at her, honestly if she was begging for information that was fine with him because it meant she was alive to do that. Sitting with Sharon while she was sleeping, resting and generally unconscious meant that things were bad and he hated hospitals at the best of times. Seeing the woman he loved in one was worse than bad.

Thomas reached for the cup and straw on the table as he nodded, rib injuries hurt like hell. He knew that from being shot as he brought the cup closer to Sharon to take a drink. “I can ask them for more painkillers for you, I don’t want you to be in pain.” Thomas said as he held her hand tightly, the addict asking for painkillers irony of life he figured as he nodded to Sharon. He wished there was more he could do, if he could have swapped places with her he would have done no matter what.

“You know what; once you’re better I’m going to take you away for a while.” Thomas said wanting to distract her more. “How about we actually go to Italy and taste the real Italian food?” He offered deciding that if he was the boss at work, he could throw in a week once he figured out who was going to pay for what happened. Thomas wasn’t sure who was the better option, Hank or himself for that.

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SWANSKI

[Sharon "Cher" Voight]

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[attr="class","Sharonnert"]Sharon took comfort in knowing that her dad was okay, but she also was surprised that he wasn’t lingering over her hospital bed like she’d just broken into a million pieces. Sharon had been minding her own business at the precinct that day. She’d been doing paperwork. Paperwork wasn’t supposed to be dangerous, clearly… she was wrong.

“I don’t want them.” Sure it hurt like hell but she knew how Thomas felt about them in general. She took a few drinks from the straw that Thomas had up to her lips. Sharon knew she had a husband who cared, every step of every way. Life was short and Sharon had been thinking. Of all the things she had on her mind lately starting a family of their own had been on it.

Now wasn’t really the time to bring it up, but it was in the back of her mind while Thomas was talking about going off to Italy. “I’d like that." She mentioned when he mentioned going to Italy. The two were free to do what they wanted to do when they wanted to do it.

“Have you ever found yourself thinking about kids?” She mumbled off quietly. Though she didn’t know how he felt about children, they’d never actually had that discussion. Sharon was scared to death that she would screw their lives up so badly they would all need counseling.

∵ Thomas Voight ∵

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[attr="class","Sharonnerlyric"]Piegali, lascia che mi colpiscano
alzalo, bambina stai con me

[attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + ADOX 2.0

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[Thomas Voight]

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YOUR LOVE

is my drug

Thomas knew there was no keeping Hank from doing what he was going to, the only problem was he wasn’t even sure where they were heading with an investigation. He had dipped in and out that much it was touch keeping up with it and Thomas knew he’d rather be there with Sharon. Hank had the fight for justice covered for now or a few hours until Thomas would tell the man to get back to Sharon’s side. Not that Hank needed to be told that, he just didn’t want Hank fighting a murder charge right now either.

“Sharon, come on its okay.” He said hating the words coming from his mouth, he was the one who wasnt able to tolerate the drugs, not her and he didn’t want to see her in pain. “Just enough to take the pain away, I don’t want you hurting.” He said not wanting to force it but he didn’t want her adopting something that she didn’t need to for his sake.

Thomas smiled and nodded about Italy, it would be a great trip. “Sure then as soon as you’re up for it. We’ll get it booked.” Thomas offered not wanting to waste another second, if anything showed him how precious life was. It was almost losing the woman he loved when she did the least dangerous job in the precinct. It wasn’t that he didnt have complete faith she was a great cop but Thomas didn’t want his wife doing anything dangerous.

The mention of kids and Thomas froze, he hadn’t really planned for that conversation at all as he stared at Sharon. “Thinking about kids...” Thomas blurted as he shrugged no really sure about what to say. “I guess sometimes, do you want kids?” He asked figuring that was the better question. Thomas wanted kids, sure he did but he hadn’t the first clue about them and he didn’t exactly have a family support on how to look after one. He wasn’t exactly the model parent and his best was enough to make a person shake their head at thinking he even had a kid, so it hadn’t occurred to him to even talk to Sharon about it.

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