Fic: State of Emergency (Cassie/Kara)
Title: State of Emergency
Fandom: DC Universe
Characters: Cassie Sandsmark/Kara Zor-El, Michael Holt, Pieter Cross
Rating: PG
Words: 672
Summary: Cassie gets hurt while on a rescue mission.
Author's Notes: Written for Kirax2 as part of help_haiti. Thanks for the donation! Deals with the current tragedy in Haiti, in a world where the superheroes of the DCU have pitched in to help. Also written for my 10_hurt_comfort prompt table here, for the prompt "Earthquake".
"Kara, it's nothing. Really."
"It's not nothing!" Kara yelled with a panicky tinge to her voice as she looked over the bullet wound in Cassie's calf. "You've been shot! How did this happen?"
"It's my own fault, really. I was dropping off some supplies at this house, and the area's been dealing with a lot of looting. I didn't announce myself when I came in, and the father freaked out and thought I was an intruder. He was just protecting his family, K." Cassie said. "I probably would have been okay if I'd had my bracelets up, but I wasn't expecting any danger. My powers are kind of weaker when I'm tired, and I've been here for almost three days, so..."
Kara used her x-ray vision to look over Cassie's leg. The bullet wound wasn't too deep, and there wasn't any bone damage. But as long as the bullet was in there, it couldn't heal.
"Cassie, hold onto my hand, okay?"
Cassie gripped onto Kara's hand tightly as Kara quickly used her heat vision to draw out the bullet and cauterize the wound. Cassie gritted her teeth in pain, but breathed a sigh of relief as it passed as quickly as it had started.
"All right. You should be okay now." Kara said as she stroked Cassie's hair. "I think you've earned the day off. I bet the coordinators will agree."
"No way! I can't leave now. There's still so much work to be done here, and - " Cassie stood up and tried to walk over to the street, but stopped after a few steps as the pain in her leg grew too intense. "Well, I can still fly. So my point stands."
"How long have you been working this shift without sleep? You know the JLA is trying to send the younger heroes home on rotation. I can run without sleep for a long time, but - "
"I know. Diana's tried to convince me to head home a couple of times now." Cassie sighed. "But...how am I supposed to go home and sleep when I know there's so many people who still need help here? This is what we do."
"And apparently even a gunshot wound can't stop you." Kara smiled slightly as she leaned in and kissed Cassie. "But you can't keep pushing yourself like this. I'm going to be on search-and-rescue duty for a while longer. I can pick up your delivery shifts too."
"Okay." Cassie nodded. "But that doesn't mean I'm leaving Haiti. I'd never be able to sleep if I went back anyway."
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"Are you here as an assistant or a patient?" Mr. Terrific eyed Cassie suspiciously.
"Assistant. Honest." Cassie smiled as she adjusted her crutches under her arms. "A friend of mine taught me some basic medical techniques during the Imperiex war. I heard you could use some extra help down here in the clinic, and I'm not exactly in shape for working in the field right now, so..."
"Well, we definitely could use the help." Dr. Midnite said as he stood up from the medicine counter. "We've got new patients coming in all the time. We've flown in the best medicine and tech from around the world, but we're short on manpower. We're needed with the more critical cases, so we'll need you to do basic care for the less serious patients. Dispensing antibiotics, bandaging wounds and the like. Can you handle that?"
Cassie nodded. "Anything I can do to help."
"When we have some downtime, I'll take a look at that leg. And thanks for the help." Mr. Terrific nodded as he went back to working.
"Don't worry about it. I had a great field nurse." Cassie said as she went over to the antibiotics to pick up her first tray. Kara was still out there, searching for survivors, and she'd be waiting here to help them when they came in. This disaster was bigger than any one hero, but with all of them working together, maybe they could make a difference.
Fandom: DC Universe
Characters: Cassie Sandsmark/Kara Zor-El, Michael Holt, Pieter Cross
Rating: PG
Words: 672
Summary: Cassie gets hurt while on a rescue mission.
Author's Notes: Written for Kirax2 as part of help_haiti. Thanks for the donation! Deals with the current tragedy in Haiti, in a world where the superheroes of the DCU have pitched in to help. Also written for my 10_hurt_comfort prompt table here, for the prompt "Earthquake".
"Kara, it's nothing. Really."
"It's not nothing!" Kara yelled with a panicky tinge to her voice as she looked over the bullet wound in Cassie's calf. "You've been shot! How did this happen?"
"It's my own fault, really. I was dropping off some supplies at this house, and the area's been dealing with a lot of looting. I didn't announce myself when I came in, and the father freaked out and thought I was an intruder. He was just protecting his family, K." Cassie said. "I probably would have been okay if I'd had my bracelets up, but I wasn't expecting any danger. My powers are kind of weaker when I'm tired, and I've been here for almost three days, so..."
Kara used her x-ray vision to look over Cassie's leg. The bullet wound wasn't too deep, and there wasn't any bone damage. But as long as the bullet was in there, it couldn't heal.
"Cassie, hold onto my hand, okay?"
Cassie gripped onto Kara's hand tightly as Kara quickly used her heat vision to draw out the bullet and cauterize the wound. Cassie gritted her teeth in pain, but breathed a sigh of relief as it passed as quickly as it had started.
"All right. You should be okay now." Kara said as she stroked Cassie's hair. "I think you've earned the day off. I bet the coordinators will agree."
"No way! I can't leave now. There's still so much work to be done here, and - " Cassie stood up and tried to walk over to the street, but stopped after a few steps as the pain in her leg grew too intense. "Well, I can still fly. So my point stands."
"How long have you been working this shift without sleep? You know the JLA is trying to send the younger heroes home on rotation. I can run without sleep for a long time, but - "
"I know. Diana's tried to convince me to head home a couple of times now." Cassie sighed. "But...how am I supposed to go home and sleep when I know there's so many people who still need help here? This is what we do."
"And apparently even a gunshot wound can't stop you." Kara smiled slightly as she leaned in and kissed Cassie. "But you can't keep pushing yourself like this. I'm going to be on search-and-rescue duty for a while longer. I can pick up your delivery shifts too."
"Okay." Cassie nodded. "But that doesn't mean I'm leaving Haiti. I'd never be able to sleep if I went back anyway."
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"Are you here as an assistant or a patient?" Mr. Terrific eyed Cassie suspiciously.
"Assistant. Honest." Cassie smiled as she adjusted her crutches under her arms. "A friend of mine taught me some basic medical techniques during the Imperiex war. I heard you could use some extra help down here in the clinic, and I'm not exactly in shape for working in the field right now, so..."
"Well, we definitely could use the help." Dr. Midnite said as he stood up from the medicine counter. "We've got new patients coming in all the time. We've flown in the best medicine and tech from around the world, but we're short on manpower. We're needed with the more critical cases, so we'll need you to do basic care for the less serious patients. Dispensing antibiotics, bandaging wounds and the like. Can you handle that?"
Cassie nodded. "Anything I can do to help."
"When we have some downtime, I'll take a look at that leg. And thanks for the help." Mr. Terrific nodded as he went back to working.
"Don't worry about it. I had a great field nurse." Cassie said as she went over to the antibiotics to pick up her first tray. Kara was still out there, searching for survivors, and she'd be waiting here to help them when they came in. This disaster was bigger than any one hero, but with all of them working together, maybe they could make a difference.