This one was suggested by the fabulous Aliqueen16!

And now, on with the story!

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"Good job on that mission, guys!" Chase congratulated the team as the tired group made their way back into the penthouse. "Not a single injury on the bystanders, I'm very impressed."

"Easy for you to say, I hit my head against Oliver's and an ice pack has never sounded so welcoming to me." Kaz complained as he approached the freezer with Oliver closely behind.

Bree had already used her super speed to change into pajamas and was now putting all the gear away. Skylar, however, made barely any effort to move. She looked to be focused on something else.

"Skylar? You okay?" Chase asked as he approached her slowly, but the last thing he expected was Skylar's eyes to roll back into her head as she collapsed on the ground. "Skylar!" He yelled, rolling her onto her side as Oliver ran over and started to check her pulse.

"Chase..." Oliver trailed off, and that's when he saw it. The dark crimson making a stain against the left side of the striking blue suit and leaking onto the white floor. "Kaz, go get the old Mighty Med equipment. Bree, get any medical equipment downstairs that can help us. Make sure you get a pair of scissors and some gloves."

Bree nodded silently as she grabbed Kaz's arm and raced him downstairs, that's when Oliver turned to him. "You know how to give stitches, right?"

"Yeah, we were taught field medicine after we started going on missions." Chase explained as Bree and Kaz came back with the medical equipment. Kaz opened the Mighty Med case as Chase and Oliver doned gloves.

"Good. You and I both know that I can't do needles." Oliver mumbled as he cut off the waist of Skylar's mission pants, revealing the gaping wound and  pressed a towel against it. "She must have gotten cut on something during the mission. Like a window, or a desk..."

That's when it hit Chase. "A support beam. She grabbed one of the metal beams, and she yelled before she grabbed it, but I assumed it was the strain on her muscles."

"That has to be it." Oliver agreed before pulling the towel away. "Okay, that's as clotted as it's gonna get. This is all you."

Chase nodded as he changed his gloves before grabbing the surgical thread and needle. He used his scanner to make sure he didn't hit any organs or arteries, but it still wasn't a pretty sight when he finished, and he made sure to quickly bandage the stitches over.

"We should move her to her room." Oliver explained, and the two of them lifted her gently off the floor before Oliver secured her in his arms and took her to her bed. Just as she was tucked into her bed by Oliver, however, she started to stir, sending both the teens panicking.

"Stay down, Skylar." Oliver insisted, gently placing his hand against her chest. "You got hurt on the mission."

“That is going to leave a really nasty scar. We had to patch you up on the floor." Chase added. "Your mission suit is destroyed, by the way."

"Wow..." Skylar trailed off. "Thank you, Chase, for saving me again."

"Actually, I just did the stitches. You have Oliver to thank for the rest of it. He really stepped up."

Skylar sat up fully, and both of the boys were about to make her lay down, but that's when Skylar reached for a group hug, and both of them complied.