Bounty Hunter’s Day Job – Chapter 6 – Healing (HJ)

Planet – I hope Tosil.

I woke up and the first thing that came to thought was that I wish I had never woken up. Shame clouded my every breath, but it was not the self-contempt that smelled bad. That was the smell of bleach that seemed to saturate all four of the walls like a layer of armor that made your nostrils burn and while it irritated every other thought.
Bleach. Hospital. Injury. Avoidable injury.

I didn’t watch both of my targets. Working solo meant watching both of them would have been a challenge, but I let my guard down. The girl had shot me, not the guy. Her earlier looks of terror at my presence had softened my alertness. As I took my first few breaths, the pain still residing within my body told me it was a near-fatal mistake.

‘Govcot’ I thought to myself as I continued getting used to my new surroundings. Looking at the various medical lines plugged into me, I felt lost. If I had my helmet, my beloved HUD could have scanned the ingredients in the medical cocktail being pumped inside me. Concern formed. I was already still in pain, what if this concoction was dulling my senses more. After the plugs, I noticed I was dressed in a simple hospital gown. It felt worse being covered in the single item of friendly green than it would have been if I woke up naked. The gown felt like this horrible badge, a public endorsement of my idiocy and weakness. I had been injured before, most times I earned some new scars but I walked away myself and took care of my own medical requirements.

Suddenly I felt lightheaded. I was about to get up when my body informed me that would be a horrible idea. Sinking back down into the stiff but slightly comfortable bedding.
‘Vuko govcot.’ I thought before my eyes rolled up and all I saw was darkness.

Later…

My eyes opened up. I felt improved from the last time they did. A woman, cute with short hair underneath a medical cap was washing my body with a sponge. I panicked for a moment, worrying that the damage was worse than it felt like. But I could move my fingers, which meant I could still pull a trigger if I had to, so long as whoever I was trying to hit just sat there while I lied on the ground.

When her hand and the sponge moved to my cock, I tried to flinch for a second, but I couldn’t even do that. Thankfully, my cock moved, or it at least felt like it moved. As I relaxed back against the both comfortable and somehow uncomfortable material of the bed, my eyes slowly fell back shut and the world around me pulled back once more.

Even later…

A day later, judging from the clock readout on my room, my mind figured it was time to turn back on. I stretched out my body and noticed for the first time that my left arm was locked up. A heavy black-steel cuff was anchored around my left wrist and attached to the sidebar of my hospital bed.

 ‘Least my right is still free.’ I thought before I met the nurse properly for the first time. She said she heard the rattling, and asked me to settle down. She looked like a nurse and if someone here was looking to finish what the bounty had started, they had done a piss-poor job at it. Paranoia isn’t always smart, but after you miss something obvious and nearly die because of it, some things need to change. I leaned back against the bed and she inched closer. There she got to work checking the tubes and the other medical equipment monitoring my body.

“Listen, why am I cuffed up? I did nothing wrong.”

“If that is true you can talk to someone from security. An officer of the Dominion came in after you arrived. He said your weaponry was illegally modified and does not belong in the hands of a… well let’s just say he didn’t have a high opinion about taxi drivers.”

“What do you think?”

“I never had a problem getting to class when I used them. They seem pretty dependable around here.”

“Heh, no that I should be cuffed up. I’m not going anywhere. It feels like my liver is being grown back.”

She looked over me and then at the pipes and then finally back at the cuff. “I’m sorry sir, but rules are rules. I’m not going to piss off a Jade officer just. On the plus side, I’m sure they’ll be around soon now that you’re awake.”

“Someone in the Dominion.”

“Yes, they requested that an alert be sent once you were awake. Speaking of proper rules. Can I get your name, please? It doesn’t appear that your medical markers are logged into Tosil’s systems.”

“I’m not from around here.”

“Your name please, sir.” I had absolutely no interest in telling her or anyone else at this place who I was.

“Hard to feel comfortable enough to tell you… With this cuff it’s more like an interrogation don’t you think?”

She wasn’t impressed with that. “Not at all, sir. Your name?” She wasn’t falling for it, but I wasn’t either. And until they blasted me for good, I’d never stop.

“Do I look like a criminal?”

She actually took a second before replying. I secretly hoped that she enjoyed however I looked like at that moment, warts and all. “That’s not for me to judge. All I care about is that it will keep me and any other medical professionals safe in case you’re anything less than a gentleman. Plus, it should keep you from opening up your wound.”

“You care a lot about your patients. That’s nice… I might be in trouble, I don’t want any of it to fall on you. The people coming, they’ll figure out my name. For you, just call me Finley.”
“I think Mr. Cuff suits you better…” She left and as soon as I was confident she was gone, I started testing out the strength of the cuff. 

The next day…

The tubes were out now, and I wanted to be out as well. I landed on an idea once I realized I wouldn’t have to break my hand to get out of the cuff. The cuff was secure as well, but the bar it was attached to could be broken, I was sure of it. The bonus would be that at least I’d have a weapon then.

Before I had a chance to test my theory, the nurse was back. “Ready to give me your real name yet?”

“You tossed away the last name I gave you. besides-“

“You’re just keeping me out of trouble.” She moved over to the bed and then actually undid my cuff. I was surprised, but kept it from my face. Unfortunately, she didn’t free me completely, She locked the cuff around both my hands in front of my body.

I gave her a grunt and then she told me to get up out of the bed. She moved me over towards a scale when another nurse came in and pulled her out. The nurse stopped at the door and gave me a sharp look.

“Don’t move.”

“Of course. Tests to test and all that…” I gave her a quick grin. As soon as she left, I looked around for something I could use. If I bolted now, she’d know immediately, I needed a window for escape, even a small one would do. Fortunately, I’d been around enough medical equipment during recovery and a few jobs to find something perfect for the job. There was a canister of anesthetic, apparently part of the available cocktails that they had been giving to me. It felt fitting that what they had used to help keep me down, was going to be my ticket out.

I did move a little, but only enough to rip out the cord and then turn the valve to let the guess start leaking. It would be a slow buildup, but it would do the trick. The hard part would be staying awake myself…

Soon enough, the cute nurse returned, her eyes watching me. I needed to keep it that way. “You know… this is the part in the porn vids where I seduce you.”
She took a step back and her nose wrinkled. There was definitely some disgust, but you gotta be bold sometimes.
“You need to move back to your bed, now.”

“Yeah, there you go. You’ve got the character down nicely. Now say something like ‘I need to check you over to make sure everything is working.’
“I’m not going to ask again.” Her voice turned sterner.

“Come on… help a dead man out.” I pleaded with her. Every second I kept her thinking about me and my ridiculousness was a second she wouldn’t notice what was happening.
“But you’re not dying.”

“The Dominion… wants me for something. It’s something I can’t give them. It will kill me. Can you give me one last good memory before I take that last jump?

I watched her eyes move back from me, and then move back; they were the same eyes that had looked over my muscular form every time she’d been in the room. I just hoped she’d indulge me.

“A handjob, that’s it. This is a hospital, not a brothel…”

That was a bit surprising, I had just hoped to keep her busy, I didn’t think she’d actually want to get busy.
“Let me try to stay standing. I’ve rested enough…”

“There is no way you’ll stay standing. I… well you’ll see.”

The nurse didn’t say anything more, but I soon found out that she was quite confident in her fingers. She opened up my hospital gown and then took a grip of my cock. I let out a quick breath since her fingers were a bit colder than I had imagined. Fortunately, my dick and my body warmed up pretty quickly, and I soon realized she had a firm grip on how to make my sex happy, and that made me so happy I almost forgot about the anesthetic slowly filling the room.

“You do have a nice cock, Mr. Cuff…” The repeating of pet name would have made me grin, but I was saving all my energy. I had to get out of the room, but if I fainted from my residual pain during a handjob, I deserved to stay dead.

“Thank you, Ms. Nurse. I think it’s just looking bigger than normal because it almost died because of me.”

“I don’t think I concur with that.” She said before licking her lips in front of my tip while her hand continued strolling up and down my cock. Every stroke filled my member with fiery warmth, and my eyes started to swim a bit as her fingers alternated between being relaxed on my thickness and tightening up her grip. I let out a short hoarse growl.

“Ohwahh… looks like everything is in working order. But I’ll have to run a few more tests…” The nurse said as I felt my precum flowing out of my tip. She put even more pressure on my cock. I started throbbing and nearly exploded all over her when she actually let her tongue come out and then licked on my tip.

“I’m going to have to come to this hospital more often…”

“Mmmrmm… I don’t know. You’re a textbook bad patient. Unruly, restless. But you seem to heal up nicely.” She said before looking at me with her eyes and letting her tongue tickle the underside of my cock before slowly moving up along my entire length. For a second, I thought she was going to plop my meat right past those cute lips, but she just kept using her fingers, but even that was plenty satisfying after being locked to a bed for days.

By now, plenty of my precum had smeared all over. The heat was rising and my cock was throbbing and edging along the thin line between pleasure and fruition. I was starting to feel dizzy and my eyes fluttered. Right before my body pulled the trigger, I heard a slightly audible ‘sniff’ I froze so completely that even my cock stopped throbbing.
“Is that… gas?” She said and then turned towards the cannister.

“Fuck I’m so close…” I tried my best to sound pleading and pathetic, which wasn’t hard being unarmed and wearing nothing but a hospital gown.

“Quiet I think I smell…” Slowly her eyes closed and she started dropping. I was already moving by then and knelt quickly to make sure she didn’t smack her head the floor of my room. After that, I turned back the valve and then searched her pocket. I found the key and unlocked my cuffed hands. I had hoped for a phone but there was none on her person.

“Shit.” Still, I was free and just needed some regular clothes to not stick out like a sore thumb. There was no security guard immediately around, and I slipped into the next room. Fortune smiled on me and I found an old man with a coat hanging over the side of a hospital bed with a woman in the bed. She wasn’t dead, she even had fewer lines in her than I did, it looked like they had both just fallen asleep with his hands in hers. Now missing a beat, I pulled the old man back from his wife and tore off his long jacket. I found a handkerchief in one pocket and car keys in the other. A second of debate over looking for his wallet occurred but I decided I was screwing over the old guy plenty.

“Rest well…” I said and then took off from the room as fast as my bare feet could take me. Still, in pain from my injury and wearing nothing but a hospital gown and an old man’s jacket, I was just about to hop in the elevator when a security guard rounded a corner and spotted me.

“Hey! I know you. You’re supposed to be locked up!”

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