A/n: yeet, here's another chapter. TW: PTSD, STDS, trauma.

Patton's memory was foggy, his head pounding. He couldn't open his eyes, but he heard voices all around him.

He was frozen in fear. He searched his memory for anything that could be and indicator of what had happened.

When he remembered, he flinched and wished he hadn't searched.

He felt himself awaken, but he didn't want to. He opened his eyes, and he found that he was in a hospital, in a hospital gown. He felt his chest. His binder was gone.

He felt so exposed. He felt weak.

He felt disgusted as he remembered what had happened. He realized his friends were in the room, as well as doctors. Everyone bombarded him with questions as soon as he opened his eyes.

He was in shock. He heard voices but failed to comprehend what they were saying.

A doctor soon ushered them to be quiet, and give Patton some space.

They obliged, which Patton was thankful for.

"Guys-" he choked out and began to sob immediately.

"Shhh, it's okay..you don't have to speak" Logan said softly, holding Patton's hand.

"The doctors have news but would not tell us until you awoke" he explained.

"Yes, so, Patton, you have vaginial tears" he spoke, "we fixed that, and you have minor injuries to your buttox, but you'll heal, you will be sore for weeks, but will recover. We must run a few more tests to be sure of a couple other minor things, and we've already took urine samples for STDS we're searching them now, i'll see you in a few hours with results."

Patton was in too much shock to say anything, and everything from the waist down was sore, achy, and hurting. Heck-even from the waist up.

Everybody offered comforting words, and Logan offered gentle hugs. Which Patton flinched away from in fear, screaming "don't touch me!" He began to hyperventilate and cry, going into what Logan assumed was a PTSD episode.

Doctors rushed in, Patton kicked at them, pushing them away, screaming in terror. He clawed at his skin, opening the scabbing cuts on his arms, making scratch marks.

Everybody's hearts broke at the sight.

Doctors began to teach him breathing exercises, trying to bring him down from his episode.

"Breathe in for three seconds, hold for three more, then breathe out for three more."

Patton couldn't focus. His breathing always strayed from the doctor's orders.

"No, watch me" the doctor started breathing, and Patton followed in suit.

Patton passed out after he somewhat calmed.

"Oh my god is he okay?!" Roman asked tearfully.

"He-he was afraid..of me?" Logan asked quietly.

"He'll be okay, and no, young man, he was not afraid of you, he was afraid of the physical contact. After what happened to him, anybody would be. Please refrain from any touching for the time being, he needs to recover."

"..Patton, not touching anybody? No hugging, no high fives, no fist bumps?! Thats the complete opposite of him! He can't go five minutes with out hugging someone!" Logan yelled, tears spilling over his eyelids.

Everybody tried to console Logan, but he couldn't shake his feelings. Feeling of anger, hurt, regret.

Sadness.

He looked at Virgil and for the slightest second, blamed him.

'He could've warned us sooner'

Logan quickly shook that thought away, knowing it wasn't fair to blame him. If it wasn't for Virgil, they'd have never gotten Patton back.

Virgil was looking at Patton, guiltily staring at him. How could he've let this happen to him?

He shook his head and looked the other way. Patton didn't deserve this. Nobody on the face of the earth deserved that.

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After a few hours the doctors came back, with results.

"Okay, so PTSD is an obvious yes..As for STDS, sadly, Patton has acquired some. Patton has Gonorrhea"

"Care to elaborate?" Logan asked, knowing what it was, but also knowing nobody else in the room did.

"It's a STD, and the Symptoms include painful urination and abnormal discharge from the penis or vagina. Men may experience testicular pain and women may experience pain in the lower belly. In some cases, it has no symptoms. If we treat it now, we can stop it before it becomes too serious."

"We'll give him antibiotics, and discharge him from the hospital soon after we've confirmed one last thing. We should have the test results back by now" the doctor left as Patton woke up.

He sniffed and began to cry, apologizing for freaking out.

"Oh, Patton it's perfectly okay! I'm sorry for touching you without your consent" Logan frowned.

After apologies were accepted, everybody explained to Patton what he had.

Patton understood and his frown deepened.

Then the doctor walked in. With bad news. Or, it could have been seen as good news if this happened to be a different situation.

But no. This wasn't a different situation. Patton wasn't in that kind of relationship, trying-he wasn't going to cry tears of joy when he got the news.

This wasn't a different situation. This was horrible.

"Congratulations, Patton" the doctor smiled.

"What...?" He asked in confusion, sinking in on himself.

"You're pregnant!"