Where does the river flow to?
Outside it was relatively calm, ah...but inside it was fucking hell. Everyone was putting in and taking out meds and Peter really couldn't take another breath. As soon as he saw Helen pass the tube to Bruce he knew it was time to stop fighting, others could take over, he could close his eyes and let all the shit go.
And so he did, all he heard was the alarms cracking his head , Bruce's very scared face right above his face and then...black...just black.
The team did resuscitation for a good 7 minutes and really at no point, they considered coming out to say it"shut up". It was enough bullshit where it made them more nervous to hear Tony screaming and crying from outside and didn't want to add to the collapse.
The first heartbeat was music to Bruce's ears and yes sure, he was a doctor with his doctorates but at one point seeing the kid on the gurney pale and with his blue lips made him sick. He didn't know if this was affective commitment, but he was going to call Strange because this shit was going to put him on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
"Someone give Stark a sedative for God's sake." A head nurse yelled as she tried to do Peter's post arrest charts.
"How does he look?" Helen said as she wiped the sweat from her brow.
"Stable , hopefully stable ." Shane, the medbay emergency nurse, replied.
"Let's do data , samples and after all this a place in ICU for the kid and for us a good rest .( And a good drink)"
The whole situation had started very early, at 3pm and it was 7pm, and Tony was already banging incessantly on medbay's door.
"Please don't break this, you say yourself it's expensive Tony."
There stood a Helen, a Bruce and Jamie with a face like he had treated 100 patients in Katrina.
"Is he...dead? Tell me Bruce!"
"Don't yell Tony! No, calm down, he's not dead."
Everyone let out a sigh they were holding in.
"He's in ICU on ventilator support. He had a severe attack ,and then two three arrests, but we were able to handle it. Thank goodness we had synthesized the entire band of drugs needed for his metabolism. He is now stable and I hope he will slowly recover. Sorry for the delay but we wanted to get all the necessary tests before moving him, just to be sure."
Tony just hugged him
"It's okay man, your son is fine"
"I love you Bruce, you know that?"
"It wasn't just me."
"Well, I love you all."
Helen burst in while Tony was talking to the nurse.
"Thank you all for the support. Okay , now and ...the best thing for everyone is to go to sleep because you won't be able to see him for the night , that includes you two ( pointing to Pepper and Tony)."
There was a look of disappointment on everyone's face. Everyone after filling them with questions and seeing that the boy wasn't going to die in the next 5 minutes decided to go to the attic to talk or sleep...if they could.
Bruce approached Tony and Pepper, who were getting a mild anxiolytic from Jamie because, after that, they would not go to sleep without some support.
"One second Tony. "
"What! that's Brucie." Tony said as he wiped the loonies for the umpteenth time with his handkerchief.
"This is beyond me Tony. The other doctors in the complex can't come and it's getting a little out of hand...."
"Bruce?"
"Yeah, look I just wanted to ask you to bring Strange back to the tower." Said Helen
"Do whatever it takes...and if they want to call that nurse from Atlanta who ...they say is excellent , don't even ask. I don't care who it is or how much it costs, I'll give my whole fucking fortune for that kid."
"Thank you, Tony."
"Just... let me see him..."
"I'm sorry Tony, he needs rest."
"Tomorrow?"
"Maybe tomorrow Tony. Now go get some rest. We need it."