Some time had passed since the pair left.

My eyes opened to the sound of the door creaking closed. 

I lifted my head and stared at the door, curious at who'd left. I looked at my paws and found that they'd been cleaned and my claws had been trimmed to the point where they were dull. 

I growled and looked around, my eyes finding a camera I hadn't noticed before lurking in the corner. 

A small red light came from the side, signaling it was recording. 

I shakily rose to my paws and moved from the middle of the back wall to a nearby corner. Each step I took shot pain throughout my body, I whimpered when I heard steps coming down the hall. 

The pace was quicker than a normal walk, so I knew that they'd seen me get up.

 I knew that they wouldn't want me walking around because I could injure myself or make it worse but I just couldn't stay in the open like that. It wasn't in my nature to just sit in the open while I was injured. 

I made it to the corner and collapsed just as the door opened, revealing Bruce.

 He walked towards me and I growled at him, baring my teeth when I noticed the needle in his hand. 

I snarled as he got closer.

He sighed, moving to the area that contained the blankets and mattress that I had been previously laying on. He tried to move them closer to me. 

After a few moments of struggle, Bruce took out his phone and typed something.

 A few moments later, I heard an odd ding sound. 

A few moments after the sound, Pietro appeared and heavy footsteps sounded down the hall.

 Pietro looked at me and walked forward, slowly. When he was a few feet away, he sat down and scooted the rest of the way to sit beside me. 

I looked up at him, my head still lying on the floor. 

Steve entered the room and helped Bruce move the mattress and blankets closer to Pietro. 

Pietro grabbed them and started messing around with them, eventually making a comfortable looked spot.

 I lifted my head and stared at it,.

Pietro tapped the bed and started to coax me, "Come on Raksha, you can do it,".

Eventually, I shakily rose to my paws.

 Pietro's smile seemed to get wider as he repeated what he had said before, "You can do it,".

 I took a few quick steps forward, stepping onto the mattress before collapsing heavily onto the soft material. I whimpered as pain radiated throughout my body.

Bruce frowned, "The painkillers weren't supposed to wear off for another few hours..." he stated. Bruce looked at me and back at the needle in his hand.

 "Pietro, do you think you could give this to her?" Bruce raised the syringe slightly, "It should help with the pain and help her sleep." 

Pietro held out his hand and Bruce placed the needle I didn't want anywhere near me. 

I growled at Pietro.

 Steve came and grabbed my scruff, forcing my head down as Pietro administered the needle into my neck, forcing the unknown liquid into my bloodstream. 

Moments later black spots danced in my vision as I whimpered, I didn't want to go back to sleep.