"You have one Job here, don't you dare mess it up."

I won't, I promise.

"All we need, is the boy. It's simple task."

I understand, sir. I won't let you down.

"I hope so."

~Hello! I am Baymax.~

There is honestly nothing more depressing and heartbreaking than see your only brother in a hospital bed, with wires attached to his body that lead up to machines. Along with bandages covering most of his body and half of his face all burnt.

It's been four weeks since the fire, the doctors say he'll be in a lot of pain for a long time but he'll be able to come back home in about two weeks.

They say it's a miracle he even survived, that Professor Callaghan's body hasn't even been found and if the firemen didn't show up on time then-well. I think we all know what would've happen.

The only light we had in here was the sunlight that came through the window. The room was pretty empty expect from some empty chairs. There were some flowers on the table from Honey Lemon,, some candy from Gogo, comic books from Fred and some sci-fi novels from Wasabi. There were some painting on the wall of flowers and lakes.

The only thing we heard was the beeping of the heart monitor.

Other than that, it was nothing but a big, white, empty room.

There are bags under his eyes due to not sleeping, he says the pain keeps him up at night. He looks dazed and confused like he doesn't know where is he.

"I can't believe you ran into a burning building." I laughed softly, trying to break the silence.

"Professor Callaghan was in there, I had to do something."

"But that's the thing, there's these people called firefighters. Who run into the burning building so you don't have too."

He laughed softly, shaking his head.

"Okay okay, I get it. No more running into burning buildings."

We both laughed for a minute, before returning to awkward silence. I kept searching for the words to say but I couldn't find any.

"I'm sorry about your Microbots."

He folded his hands together and looked down.

I can't believe it, he nearly DIED and now half of his body covered in bandages and shit and he feels bad about my stupidMirobots. To be honest, I don't care about the stupid Microbots. I could easily rebuild them anytime I want. I'll probably rebuild them once Tadashi is okay again. I'm just happy that my brother isn't six feet under.

"Yeah, and I'm sorry half of your fact got burned off."

I smirked, attempting to lighten up the mood a bit. He stared at his hands, with this sad look in his eyes.

"Come on Tadashi. I told you a millions of times. I don't care about the dumb Microbots. I'll rebuild them. Hell, I'll make them ten times better this time."

Still, he didn't say anything. I opened my mouth to say something but somebody cut me off.

"Mr, Hamada? How are you feeling?"

A tall African-American woman walked into a room, she has long brown hair that hung loosely below her shoulders. She was wearing a white coat and beneath she wore a dark black dress that went up to her knees.

She spoke softly to Tadashi and smiled.

"Mr, Hamada?"

He still didn't look up from his hands. The Doctor frowned and turn her head towards me.

"Hiro, is it?"

I nodded.

"My name is Miss, Davies." She held out her hand and I shook it.

"Would you mind leaving me and your brother alone for a moment? I just have to run some tests."

She spoke in a low, sweet voice. I nodded and left the room.

I'm not stupid, I know there's something wrong with him.

I have to run some tests. Bullshit.

I'm really proud of this chapter but at the same time I ain't. It's weird I know. It's way too short I know.

I written and re-written this about four times TBH and I just really wanted to get a chapter up.

Miss, Davies full name is 'Kamryn Davies." and she is one of my fave OC's even tho she's not even in this fanfic for long? (maybe for another 2-3 chapters and that's it.)
She's only 28 and she one of the best doctors in San Fransokyo, she finished college when she was 21. She's also does a lot of writing during her free time and she also has an degree in physical therapy. She's a wonderful person Okay, there's so much more to her that I'll explain later but I'm still working on it. She is perfection.

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