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Fandom: Good Sam
Title: Holding On
Characters: Malcolm Kingsley, Sam Griffith
Pairing: Griffley
Rating/Warnings: PG. Het.
Summary: Sam’s there for her boyfriend when he gets hurt leaving her house one night after they spend time together.
A/N: From now on, my fics will no longer be beta’d by other people. I’m going to use a spell checker, grammar checker, and a punctuation checker to check my works. Any errors that remain are my own. Thanks to anyone who reads, reviews, likes, bookmarks, or follows.
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Written for the May Medical Bingo 2023 on Tumblr.
Prompt: Ambulance [2/6 Prompts]
*Holding On*
Malcolm/Sam Sam held her boyfriend’s hand as the two of them rode in the back of an ambulance on the way to Lakeshore Sentinel Hospital. He’d been shot and had his car stolen in front of her house. “Keep holding on, Malcolm. Just a little longer. We’re almost there.”
Malcolm nodded as he listened to her speak. His breath came out in gasps, and he grunted in pain as he felt her putting pressure on the wound to help stem the bleeding. “I.. I’m.. okay..” It hurt to speak, but he wanted to make her worry less.
She said, “Shhh. Don’t speak. You’re gonna be just fine. We’ll get you to Lakeshore, you’ll have surgery, and everything will be okay.” Once they arrived, she quickly rolled him into the hospital. A few hours later, after the surgery to remove the bullet had finished, Sam let herself into his room. “Hi. I told you that everything was going to be okay.” She sat down in the chair bedside his bed and took one of his hands into hers and held it.
He said, “I’m glad you’re here. I’m glad you’re the first thing I get to see after surgery. How did the surgery go?”
She smiled and said, “Everything went fine with no complications. Now, you just need to stay in bed and rest for the next 8 weeks. Think you’ll be able to handle that?”
Malcolm shrugged and then said, “Sure, but only if you’re with me for some of that time. Otherwise I’ll go crazy and drive everyone around me crazy, too.” He said teasingly a few moments later.
Sam laughed and said, “I think I can take a week off every other week, and keep you out of trouble.”
He shook his head and said, “That’s no fun. You’re supposed to help me get into trouble.”
She leaned in and kissed his lips sweetly, and then pulled back and said, “We’ll see. Now, get some rest. I’ll be here with you for the rest of the night, and you can tell me if you need anything.”
Malcolm said, “I only need you.”
The end.