She turned closer towards him, his eyes started fluttering open. "Seb? Baby?"

Sebastian's right eye opened fully, his left one was swollen shut, a dark ring of black, blue, and purple swirled together around it. He looked lost and honestly flat out scared, looking towards the ceiling.

"Ry?" He whispered in a panic, voice raspy, looking around the room, his open eye landing on her.

"Shh, Shh. Hey. It's okay." Rylee said, running her fingers back through his hair, trying to comfort him. "You're in the hospital, you had an accident at work." She reached over and pressed the nurse call button.

"I know it's hard but just try to relax." Rylee noticed that some of the monitors he was connected to started beeping more out of rhythm.

Laura came jogging into the room, a sweet smile set on her face as she saw Sebastian's blue eyes for the first time, even if it was just one. She reached over and cancelled the nurse call.

"Hi there, Sebastian. I'm Laura." She said, calm and sweet as can be, thick southern accent on every word. "I'm just gonna check a few things and then we'll have a chat about what's going on, okay?" She patted his good leg as she walked around to the machines, clicking a few buttons as she went and wrote down numbers on his chart. This all took her a few minutes.

Sebastian still didn't say anything. He just watched Laura walk her lap of the room and then she sat down, tapping a few buttons on the pager on her hip.

She looked at Rylee, encouraging her to sit down as well. Rylee did, but made sure she still had a grip on Sebastian's hand, trying to give him some form of comfort. He tried to grip back hard, but a sharp pain shot up through his wrist.

"Well first off, I just introduced myself, but do you remember my name?"

Sebastian sat still for a moment, blinking slowly, almost like he thought it was a trick question. His mouth was so dry. "Y-You're Laura." He groaned, a pain rushing up from the back of his jaw.

"And you are?"

"Sebastian Stan," he barely got out, voice raspy from lack of use.

"Great," she smiled again, "and do you know who is sitting on your other side?"

He tilted his head over and a small lopsided smile grew across his lips, "Rylee Summers. My gorgeous girlfriend." Rylee still got butterflies every time he said it. She smiled back, rubbing his knuckles with her thumb.

"Yes indeed she is," Laura smiled, she looked back down as her pager beeped. "Dr. Singh said he'll be here in about two minutes."

"Give me one minute..." She held up a finger and walked out of the room, and she came back less than a minute later with a small plastic cup filled with small ice chips and a spoon.

"Okay, so, Dr. Singh's going to go through the nitty gritty. But in the mean time, we're just going to relax and eat some ice. What do you say?"

"That. Sounds amazing." Sebastian said slowly, like his mouth was full of molasses. His voice was still raspy and rough from lack of use, jaw still occasionally sharp with pain.

Laura took a scoop of ice and started towards his mouth with it. He was going to sit up more but he physically couldn't, pain seared through his shoulder when he tried. He allowed her to feed him the ice and he had never been more thankful for anything in his life. He let the ice melt on his tongue, sighing as he swallowed the water that formed. They did this a few more times as Rylee watched on, just happy to see Sebastian awake and aware.

A man in a white lab coat knocked on the door and entered before anyone even responded. Laura set the ice cup on the side table and walked Sebastian's chart over to the doctor.

"Hi Sebastian, I'm Dr. Singh. How are we feeling today." He asked as he read over the papers he was handed.

"I'm...not sure." Sebastian answered honestly.

"Okay, well, how about we use this scale. From 1-10 where do you think you're landing?" The chart had a simple face associated with every other number and a green to red sliding scale. Each face grimaced more and showed less comfort and more pain the closer they got to 10.

Sebastian looked it over and simply said "8".

Rylee frowned at his answer. He was always good at hiding pain. I guess that's why they had these scales. An eight on this scale was the middle of the "severe pain" section. If she would've had to guess his pain just off of his outer features and how he was reacting she would've maybe put him at a four.

"Okay, well we'll get you some more morphine, Dr. Singh nodded to Laura as she left the room.

"Can you recall the last thing that happened, before waking up here?"

Sebastian thought about it for a minute. It looked like he had scrunched his eyebrows in thought, but the black eye and swelling he was now wearing made his one eyebrow stay in place. "I'm not really sure. I guess... being on set at work...prepping for some scene...I was talking to Chris...about...ordering pizza for dinner." He tacked on lightly. "What happened?" It took a good amount of effort to get out his thoughts. His punctured lung making it difficult to catch a deep breath to finish a whole sentence.

"Well, according to witnesses, you were up doing a stunt jump on some wires and one of them snapped. You fell about 25 feet straight to the ground," Dr. Singh sighed, "I will say you got very, very lucky Sebastian. Falls like that don't usually end that well. You fell just the right way that you did no damage to your spine, which is already an incredible feat."

Dr. Singh continued, as Sebastian tried to listen intently, "Though your laundry list of injuries is quite long..." Dr. Singh walked closer and began touching different areas of Sebastian as he spoke, aligning with the injuries as he spoke about them. "You were unconscious on arrival and remained so for about 24 hours. Your left leg is fractured in three places, you have four broken ribs, some of which in turn punctured your lung, which has also caused you to have low oxygen levels. Your left shoulder was dislocated, as well as your jaw. Your orbital socket surrounding your eye was also fractured, which has caused a rough looking bar-fight of a black eye, and last but not least, you have a sprained wrist."

Sebastian tried to watch and listen to Dr. Singh as he circled the bed, poking and prodding his various injuries as he spoke. But all of what he was saying was a whirlwind. He was honestly still kind of stuck on the fact that he just fell 25 feet and didn't kill himself. Oh, and that it happened an entire day ago...he lost an entire day and didn't even realize it. It made his stomach churn a bit.

Dr. Singh sat in the chair that Laura had been sitting in a few minutes ago, "Most of your injuries will heal in 6-8 weeks, but some may take longer, depending on the process and how easy you take it.

So for now, you'll be spending at least a week with us so we can make sure everything's going how it should, and then we'll reassess."

Laura walked back into Sebastian's room with a small tube full of a clear liquid. She attached it to one of the small IV tubes connected to Sebastian. She slowly plunged the device and it immediately flowed through the tube and into Sebastian's arm.

"We have you lined up for a few tests tomorrow as well as a few scans. We want to make sure there wasn't any other internal damage as well as a possible traumatic brain injury. But with how you've responded to both mine and Laura's questions, I miraculously don't believe you do."

Sebastian was still listening, but he was starting to feel the effects of the morphine already, and he had only just gotten it a minute or two ago.

As if he could read Sebastian's thoughts, Dr. Singh commented, "Morphine works pretty fast. It reaches its peak effects in 5-10 minutes. So how would you say you're doing at the moment Sebastian? 1-10 again?" Dr. Singh asked, showing him the scale for reference.

Sebastian thought about it for a moment, but his head was beginning to swim a bit. "Umm 5 maybe."

"Great. Obviously, as I can tell you're already noticing, a very common side effect of morphine is fatigue. Another one is nausea. So if you feel as though you're going to be sick, this is the place to aim." Dr. Singh tried to joke as he waved an emesis basin and handed it to Rylee, where she set it next to Sebastian's right hand.

"Luckily though, I don't think you'll experience the latter if you're already experiencing the first."

"Mhm." Sebastian mumbled, really starting to feel the morphine settle in.

"Well, on that note, we will leave you be. I'll come back later to see how everything's going, and Laura will pop in and out like she's been doing. Okay?" Dr. Singh asked as he signed the bottom of a few pages.

Both Rylee and Sebastian nodded.

"Great, we'll see you in a bit. Bye guys."

"Thank you doctor...Laura....for everything." Rylee praised as they left.

Dr. Singh nodded and exited the room, Laura nodded as well, following closely behind.

Rylee looked at Sebastian, who's eyes were closed, but she could tell he wasn't fully asleep.

"So...1-10 now that it's been 10 minutes?"

"Likeee...a two. Mush mush better." Sebastian practically slurred, the tiredness taking him over quickly.

"Good. I'm glad. I'm going to go step outside and call a few people, okay baby? You get some rest." She reached out to run her hand gently through his tousled hair.

Sebastian gave her a tiny nod and she leaned in to kiss his forehead.

"Iluhyou" Sebastian mumbled right after Rylee stood up and started walking towards the door.

"I love you too, Sebastian." She smiled as she placed her hand on the doorframe while she watched him give in to sleep.