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You ran through the seemingly endless corridors, working your way through police officer after police officer. Your breathing was getting heavier and heavier, until you turned a corner and your eyes settled on Matt, who was talking to Foggy. Foggy turned to you, and so did Matthew. You nod to them before stepping into Matthew for a hug.
"Hes doing okay, they managed to get him stable. This is going to be a difficult situation to get him out of though, the fbi are adamant they are taking him straight to jail without trail"
You push away from the hug and straighten yourself up.
"We need to talk to him Matt, just me and you. We can get him a trail but we're going to need to work our asses off"
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The hospital room was bare. There were 2 chairs, and red tape surrounding the bed and medical equipment in the middle. You could just hear Frank's laboured breathing over the beeps of the heart moniter. He was handcuffed and strapped to the bed, and his skin was littered with stitches and bruises. Matt looked to you and gently put his hand on your arm before moving back to sit in a chair, motioning for you to sit in the other.
"Look at the state of him Matthew. And thats just the damage on the outside. I dread to think of what his internal organs have been through, he can bearly breathe for heavens sake"
"I know, I still think you shouldn't have come here. Its bad enough me being here as his lawyer, let alone his boyfriend."
"Well I couldn't not come could I? Hes my boyfriend too, I'm not just gonna let him suffer alone!"
This was met with a small huff of pained laughter from the bed, and as you looked up your eyes met Frank's. He smiled slightly before looking to Matt, then the floor.
"What're you guys doin' here. I thought you wouldn't save my ass again if I got arrested again"
"We weren't going to, but look at the state of you Frank. This is different then just getting caught. You're half dead" Another chuckle followed this, which Frank regretted as he tried to hold his chest and discovered that he had been handcuffed to the bed. He lifted his head and saw the black straps running across his body and cursed, mumbling something along the lines of "why the fuck would they tie down a half dead person to a hospital bed"
"They'd tie a person in your state down if they had a history of escaping
Frank grumbled and Matt spoke up.
"You know they're right. We might not be able to get you out of this one Frank, we're going to try our best though. Either we do it abiding by the law or vigilante style and break you out of here. It will take about a week for you to be fit enough to be in court or taken off to jail so we will have time to decide"
You nodded at his words, your eyes trained on Frank the entire time, still studying his bruised and stitched up face with a frown on your face. A doctor knocked on the door and opened it, breaking you out of your thoughts. They asked for you to leave the room, so you went up to Frank and held his hand for a few seconds until Matt gently placed his hand on top of yours and you turned to leave the room.