John: I'm putting you as out of commission.

Faz: What?! I can still fight!

John: Faz. You're being reckless. I don't know what happened after that last fight, but it's like.. you don't care about yourself. The burning building?? The smuggling at the docks?? The mafia in the warehouses ring a bell?!

Faz: ...

John: Go to the healing ward. Now.

Faz: *growls at him and stomps off*

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Faz: *grumbling to himself* I don't give a shit about myself. *wipes his face* Stop crying. *enters the healing ward* Hey I'm here to-

Nurse: We know. *smiles softly* We have a new doctor! Please wait just a moment. *gets up from her place and goes through a door.

Faz: *collapses onto one of the beds* mutters to himself: I should sneak out...

Nurse: *opens the door for the doctor*

????: Sooo, I heard you have some scratches that need to he looked at?

Faz: *sighs and sits up* Yeah, but it's no big de- *gasps*

????: Hm? *tilts his head at him*

Faz: You...

????: *snaps his fingers for the nurse to leave and looks at Faz* Yes?

Faz: *tears up* You... Jamey?

Jamey: *grins* Master of disguise, right?

Faz: You- You- you died!!

Jamey: I faked it. *leans closer and holds his hands* I faked my death. I wanted the superheroes to catch me, but they didn't kill me.

Faz: *grabs his face* You.. cut your hair..

Jamey: Told ya I would. *wipes his tears away*

Faz: a year...

Jamey: I'm sorry.

Faz: *starts crying* Y-you made me... wait a year!! *starts sobbing*

Jamey: I needed to make sure no one would recognize me. *strokes his hair and hugs him tight* I'm sorry for making you wait for so long.

Faz: *hiccups, burying his face in his shirt*

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I'm drawing what Jamey looks like now