ImSoPhancy
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Phil raised an amused eyebrow. "Mr. Howell?" He asked, walking up to the bed.
The pillow moved slightly, a pair of wide brown eyes to match the hair appearing and glancing at Phil before ducking back down. Phil tried to hold back a chuckle.
"Mr. Howell, my name is Phil. I'm your nurse. I need to check your vitals real quick, so could you come out for just a moment?"
The eyes reappeared, narrowed this time. "Fight me!" A voice muffled by the hospital blanket whispered, giggling and disappearing again.
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“I met a lady on the call the other day, the one I pulled out of the other unit… she said she was psychic and then started talking about granting wishes. It all sounded so ridiculous, but I-I think she did something to me. I know I sound crazy, but I think I have to do whatever people tell me to.”
Buck jerks back, stands to his full height, and Eddie sees the last twenty-four hours playing through his eyes in perfect clarity, without one second of doubt. Buck believes him, instantly, wholly, without question, and Eddie suffocates the sob in his throat.
“Oh, Eddie, you’re…” Buck says, “wait, is that why you were giving that guy your number?”
“That’s your question?” He gasps through a laugh, and it’s wet and dangerous.
“Yes,” Buck says, without an ounce of remorse.
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Eddie gets the Ella Enchanted treatment.
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Eddie doesn’t just wake up in Buck’s bed. Eddie wakes up in Buck’s body.
The universe was always going to find a way to stitch them back together.