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Guppy has been trying to keep his home problems under wraps whilst looking after Kate; she doesn't need distracting with that.

So he gives her a cheerful smile when he comes in to check on her.

"Hi Kate, how are you feeling?"

Kate's eyes blinked open, she had been resting a lot lately. But the bed thing was getting old.

"Hi, and sore?" She glanced down.

"Uh what's with my hands?"

"You suffered some burns in the fight." Guppy says. "We wrapped them up in Kolto to help them heal faster and hurt less."

He puts on gloves, and gently peels back the pads. The skin looks better now, so he takes them off.

"Those look fine, go gentle on them for a few days."

"Burns?" She vaguely remembered something burning, but everything went black after that.

Kate stared down, slowly flexing her fingers. Still stung.

"There goes practice." Though as long as she could still play and fight eventually, that was the important part.

Guppy sits on the edge of the bed.

"You've had major abdominal surgery." he says gently. "Your injuries were extensive, and potentially life threatening, but Doc and I stopped the bleeding and repaired the damage, and I don't see any reason why you shouldn't make a full recovery."

He has to tell her all this, even if it will frighten her.

"I would encourage you to sit up and take short walks around when you feel up to it, but it will be some time before you are fit enough to train properly, probably a month if you have no complications."

Kate listened to him, and frowned at the news. Granted she wasn't in tip top shape after the initial throwdown with the Skrulls, but this? Needed surgery?

"A month? Really? Wait, how did I get in here? Last I remember was shooting one of the Skrulls, and then getting hit."

"That's an estimate." Guppy says. "I'm not a surgeon by speciality. You were hit by a Skrull ray and were brought in by one of your teammates, Vision I think he said his name was. You weren't in a good way, but you're not in danger now."

He nods at the sleeping Will. "Will's been with you the whole time."

Kate blinked at that, "Surprised he was able to get in. He took a bad hit in the first attack too. His eye."

She glanced over toward Will, who was still sleeping.

Soft rueful smile at her boyfriend, "Gonna hear about it later I'm sure. Probably worried the hell out of him."

"He was incredibly brave. Stayed in for the whole of your surgery." Guppy says.

"Anyway, try not to worry about that now, let's focus on you getting better. Do you need some more pain relief?"

"Usually is," she commented. She had a feeling she knew why. Wanting to make sure she came out of it ok.

Kate then grimaced, "Maybe a little? Pretty sore." There was twinging and cramping in places she didn't realize she had.

Guppy gives her some more in a hypospray.

"You're still healing below the surface, though I sealed your wound up with the skin fuser so it wouldn't scar."

Kate settled back against her pillow. This was going to get boring in a hurry having to take it easy.

"Ok, thank you by the way. Looks like I owe you again."

"You don't owe me anything." Guppy says. "You always have my back."

"Thanks," she softly smiled.

"Is there anything else you want to ask me about?"

She yawned, "Not really? Guess I'm in a holding pattern for now."

"Take it one day at a time." Guppy says.

After a while Will wakes up in the midst of a dream of bullets and arrows mixed together and cries out.

That jolted a napping Kate awake again.

"Will! Wake up!"

He murmurs and looks over to her finally waking fully up,

"Oh aye, dinna mean to startle ye. Are ye 'urtin'?"

Kate nodded, "Guppy gave me some medicine earlier. Told me what happened."

In a moment he's moved his chair beside her and gently runs a hand over her forehead and hair,

"Glad to 'ave ye back."

She leaned her head gently against his hand.

"Still got a few lives left I guess. Wonder what I'm up to now."

"Dinna think 'bout that. Ye're truly 'urtin' less, know ye've been in an out o'sleep this last day or so."

He leans down and kisses her forehead.

"A little, how are you?"

"Doin' better now ye're 'wake."

Kate beckoned him closer, and tried to touch his hand even though hers were hurting a little still.

Ever so gently he takes her hand,

"Are they 'urtin' less?"

"About the same I guess? I only just noticed they were like this earlier before Guppy removed the pads."

"Can I get ye aught?"

"Like to get out of here if I could. Got clearance to sit up and do short walks. Can't do much else for a month by his figuring."

"Oh aye, almost as bad as I was after that blasted war."

Kate winced a little, remembering.

"Right." Also she felt a twinging pain in her middle too.

"Shh, dinna 'urt yerself just rest, love."

"Been resting a couple of days already I think." Kate did flop back against the pillows again though.

"Guess we'll have to wait on more dancing."

"We'll find a way, love. When ye're ready to get out o'bed will be right with ye but ye're na to push yerself too much."

"Sure, and you're not to worry so much."

"Will feel better when ye're up an 'bout 'gain."

Kate yawned, "You are getting some real sleep at least right?"

"Oh aye, course I am an rest if ye need to. Dinna stay up for me."

"Not that tired yet, and think I've done plenty of sleeping already." Just ignore the yawning, and her eyes starting to close again.

He smiles and kisses her gently on the lips,

"Course, love."

She kissed him back contently since that was one of the few parts of her that didn't feel sore. Kate's eyes closed and they remained close as she sank back more against the pillows, her breathing slowing to deep even breaths.