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[1stborn2ndbest]

Han doesn't feel well at all. Normally, this makes him not want to be around anyone at all, but he misses Andy a lot. Maybe she can help him? He doesn't know. All he knows is that he wants to have her near him and maybe she can help him feel a little better than he does

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[andy_is_a_lie]

Andy firmly believes the internet can teach you anything. She looked up things about dislocated knees when Han said that was what he thought was wrong. If it is, maybe she can help.
At the very least, she bought him a knee splint and brought some pain killers her mom had saved up.

She knocks with her free hand, carrying a couple bags in the other.

[andy_is_a_lie]

Han's frustration makes Andy smile secretly to herself. He works so hard not to cry or show when he's upset, and she'll let him. As long as he's capable of feeling, she's not going to insist he show it.

"Poor thing. Sleep is important! I'll stay to make sure you do, if you want. I don't have classes until the afternoon."
She looks away, a little guilty.
"Well..maybe. Try not to scream or anything, and I won't even try this until the percocet kick in. Then...I guess I'll just try not to be a sissy about it."

[1stborn2ndbest]

"I'd like if you stayed with me. I hardly slept at all when i was...different. I got a lot done...but I don't think it was worth it. Stuff got really clean though." He makes a face. The apartment is already starting to get cluttered again, but it still shows his efforts.

"I won't scream, I promise." He's sure of it.

[andy_is_a_lie]

"Fuck. Whatever that did to you, it was terrible. Like some kind of Martha Stewart crack. ... The apartment does look nice, though."
She grins and nods.

"Ok..well, then I will try to make it go as quick as I can."

[1stborn2ndbest]

He chuckles softly, sniffling. "Yeah...you should see the shop. I cleaned the hell outta that place." His expression clouds for a moment, then it passes.

"Thanks...really, don't worry about it hurting me, okay? If I can't get it fixed, then it's gonna hurt worse and for a lot longer."

[andy_is_a_lie]

"Hee. I bet you did!" The sudden dark look makes her feel uneasy, but Andy doesn't ask. She doesn't want to make him feel bad.

"If I can't fix it, then you need to go to a doctor. It can't be worse than never walking again, Han. Think about it." She rolls her eyes at him and mock-pouts. "I certainly won't be pushing you in a wheelchair just because you're stubborn."

[1stborn2ndbest]

"I wouldn't need a wheelchair...just a cane or a crutch or somethin." He offers a weak grin, like those options are any better, before sighing and closing his eyes. "I know I should go to the doctor...I'm not being stubborn. I...I'm scared. That's all." His lashes flutter open and he blinks dizzily. "Whoa...okay...uhm. Drugs are kicking in."

[andy_is_a_lie]

Not knowing how well Han cleaned while affected, Andy didn't expect any clean washcloths in the house. So, she brought some from home. She rolls one up into a tight roll as she talks.
"You shouldn't be so scared of doctors. Not all of the time, anyway. I mean..surgery is scary, but I don't think this would need it."

Andy hands the cloth over to Han. "Bite down on that. I'll try and take care of your leg. If it's too bad, tell me to stop and I'll wait til the pain goes down some more."
She moves down to the foot of the couch and adjusts him to be laying straight as he can. Then she sits at his feet and takes hold of the ankle and calf of the bad leg to begin to pull it out straight, pulling with increasing force and waiting for his kneecap to slide back over into place. It's sort of icky to look at and wait for.

[1stborn2ndbest]

Han gives a slight shrug; his default answer for when he doesn't want to say anything in fear of looking stupid.

He takes the cloth and can't help but swallow thickly at the prospect of all of this. Even with the painkillers, he knows this is going to hurt like hell. You don't have to bite down on something if the procedure isn't painful. He nods and lets her do her adjustments and such before putting the cloth between his teeth. Then she's pulling on his leg and oh god that hurts. Still, his only reaction is to bite down harder, eyes rolling back slightly before righting themselves again. He's not going to tell her it's too much, no matter how bad it gets. He's better than this.

[andy_is_a_lie]

She's afraid of hurting him. Terrified. But this is the only way he's going to get better and she may be the only one who can or will do it. So, Andy holds tight and pulls firmly until the bones are straight.
The kneecap goes mostly into place on its own, and a little nudging gets it seated. Finally, she's able to let go and let him relax.

"Don't move it at all, ok? I need to get a splint on it."

The splint protrudes from one of the bags and she takes it out. It's a stretchy fabric with two supports built in.
Andy slides it under Han's leg and wraps it tightly around, trying not to make it so tight it cuts off circulation.

"There. All done."

[1stborn2ndbest]

Hen blinks the black spots from his eyes before wiping at them with the back of his hand. That's all he's going to give it, though it's possible he'll cry when he's alone. But for now, he's passed the test.

Still, he has to swallow a few times before he can speak. "...thanks."

[andy_is_a_lie]

"You're welcome. I just hope I did it right." Andy bites her lip. "If it turns all purple or if it keeps hurting as bad or worse, you'll need to have a doctor look at it, ok? There's a chance of pinching a nerve when you do that, or cutting off an vein or artery."

She's worried she's made it all worse, but for now it seems ok. She's very thankful for Han's bravery. If he had screamed or cried, she never would have been able to do it.

[1stborn2ndbest]

He sighs but gives a slight nod in response. He's too tired to argue about it. "Yeah...okay. If it gets worse, I'll go...but I think it'll be okay. Seems like it, anyway." There's really no way for him to tell that just yet, but it seems like the right thing to do. Reassure her that it's fine, and maybe she won't worry.

He rolls onto his side with a wince and curls up the best he can. He's not moving from this couch unless the apartment catches fire...and even then, it's possible that he won't.

[andy_is_a_lie]

"Okay. Well, I'll be watching and I'll know if it's worse. So no lying."
She looks as stern as she can before leaning in and kissing him.
"I love you. I'd love you with just one leg, but I prefer the two, honestly."

Andy stretches to lay on her side on the space left available next to Han on the couch. She nuzzles him gently and thanks whatever power may look over this world that she got him back.

[1stborn2ndbest]

Han returns the kiss before making a face, but he can't honestly deny that he would lie to get out of going to the doctor. He'd cut his leg off himself if he thought it would keep him from going to the doctor. "I love you too...an' I'll try to stay whole, okay?"

Wrapping his thin arms around her, he curls close with a yawn. The percocet is getting to him and he's feeling numb and sleepy...and it feels very nice to have her close.

[andy_is_a_lie]

Andy grins and nods. "Okay. I like all of you. I'd miss anything you lost!"

She's more than happy to hold him and wrap around, letting him drift off. It feels good to finally stop worrying some.