Deanna's P.O.V

(A/N the italics are when they are speaking in morse code)

I was awoken once again by the sound of the door opening and closing. "I know you're awake, I can see your eye lids fluttering." Clint's voice drifted through the room. Groaning I opened my eyes and glared at the archer, who smiled brightly at me once we locked eyes.

"What do you want?" I tapped out on my leg.

"Can't I come and see you?" He tapped with a raised eyebrow.

"No, unless you come bearing gifts." I replied quickly.

"No I didn't come with gifts." I frowned at him and turned my head away slightly. "But I do come bearing information." My eyebrows rose and I turned back to him. "Apparently if you make progress with speech and walking you should be out of here in a month." He beamed at me.

"A month? I have to stay here for at least a month?"

"You were shot in the abdomen De." He chuckled slightly, causing me to glare again. We fell into silence for a moment, the boredom already eating away at me. After a while I tapped Clint on the forearm, causing him to turn away from his phone and look at me questioningly.

Carefully I held my arms up, asking him for a hug. "Really?" He questioned out loud. With a pout I nodded and held my arms up a little higher. "You're sixteen and still enjoy hugs," He chuckled as he put his phone away before leaning over to pull me into a soft yet firm hug.

"Human interaction, something everyone needs. I was deprived of it for two months." I tapped gently on his back, memories of being alone in the darkness of the coma coming back. My grip on the back of his shirt tightened as tears began streaming down my face rapidly.

Clint pulled away from me slightly and whipped the tears away from my cheeks. "Hey, it's okay. You're okay now. You're strong, you survived a pretty deadly shot. We're all here if you need us for anything." He said, sitting on the edge of the bed beside me with a small smile.

"Even for hugs?" I sniffed slightly.

"Especially for hugs," He replied, pulling me close for another tight hug. Suddenly several more pairs of arms joined the hug, trapping me in the middle of it all. When we all pulled away I smiled as I saw everyone else in the room. Each had their own bright and unique smile plastered on their face.

"We're all for each other De." Beth spoke up.

"No matter what you need." Tony finished, nodding slightly. My own smile made its way onto my lips. However the happiness was cut short when a wave of pain washed over my body, causing me to twist uncomfortably and cry out as my torso began to burn intensely.

Everyone jumped and Bruce pulled some morphine out of one of the cupboards. I was too distracted by the pain to notice the needle push into my skin. After a few moments everything began to fade and my body went numb. Bruce appeared in my line of sight with a kind and caring smile.

"You'll be okay, you just need rest." He closed softly. And with that I fell in to yet another dreamless sleep.