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Despite the hour the ER wasn't as crowded as he had feared, and after a wait that lasted no longer then him parking the car and coming back, they were given a darkened room on the second floor of the ER.  This was a good thing because Mac didn't want to have to throw his badge around start barking orders like he was something special.  While he had

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While she laid there, the world moved around her. She could barely put together two words, nevermind sentences now, everything coming out in slurs which didn't make the doctor any happier. Once the questions were answered and an IV was put in, the doctor looked at Peyton, then Mac.

"I'd like to run a CT and get some fluids started because of the fact you have been nauseous and dizzy. I'll call it up and get you in right away, okay?"

Peyton nodded and when the room fell silent, she whispered his name.

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Mac's concern grew with her responses, or her lack of responses and nodded tersely to the doctor when he suggested a course of action. Walking over to the bed, he dimmed the lights before sitting down and gently smoothing her hair down tenderly.

"It's going to be alright."

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Shaking her head tiredly, she reached up to take his hand. "This is ridiculous." she spoke softly. "All this should have happened before I went back to work

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Mac didn't leave her side, until she was exposed to radiation, he stayed outside as they prepped her for the CT and then was scanned. As soon as she was out, he took her hand once more and held on to it, walking with the gurney all the way back up to the ER room.

When the doctor spoke, he kept his eyes on him and nodded in agreement only because he didn't know what else to say at that moment. His thumb brushed over Peyton's knuckles and he waited until the doctor left before turning and pulling up a chair next to the bed. Kneeling on the seat he lent forward and kissed the back of her hand, avoiding the IV of course.

"I'm not going to leave you. Not for one minute. You're going to be okay, Peyton."

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There wasn't much she remembered after she was put under, only that she prayed everything would go smoothly. Yes, it would go smoothly because no one in their right mind would give her so much happiness just to take it away. At least, that was what she hoped.

It wasn't long before she began to feel conscious of her surroundings. A little prick of pain surfaced, but only from the tiny flap of skin that was lifted so they could do the drilling. Asides from that, she was completely pain free.

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Mac sat for what seemed like hours before he could find strength to stand and walk out of the hospital. The cold was chilling, it cut through his coat and shirt, and as he walked he felt numb from head to toe. It took him a long time to get his barrings, wandering from corner to corner until he figured out he was heading in the wrong direction

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Her eyes were fused shut. Why? she asked herself, wondering if the reason she couldn't open her eyes. She was still very tired, her body relaxed and her head pain free. Perhaps it was just her way of rebuilding her strength. Or maybe it was because she was so scared to open her eyes and not see him there.

She took a deep breath in. Sterile. Chilly. She was cold and unconsciously, she shivered. She did hear someone nearby, maybe a nurse because moments later, a warm blanket was laid over top of her.

"Mac.." she whispered, opening her eyes finally.

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She looked like shit. That wasn't very fair, she had been through a lot, but it was his first thought when he saw her laying in what was called the "recovery room." Except it wasn't a room, it was a long hallway with curtains separating beds and patients. Nurses moved from bed to bed, machines beeped, he could smell antiseptic, iodine, blood, in such a clean environment the smell of blood made his stomach lurch for some reason