Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)

Chapter 17: The new Recovery Girl's in town

As I made my way back to the announcers booth, I was stopped by Recovery Girl. "I saw that you took a good blow to the chest and got a little singed from the fight. Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I already healed myself, the burns I mean. My chest didn't get hurt at all besides getting the wind knocked out of me; I was wearing an armor chest plate, but he broke it, at least it took the full force of the hit." I explained, trying to sound reassuring though my chest did, in fact, hurt.

"Hmm." She wore a skeptical look on her face, "I suppose if you say so. Sorry for troubling you." she said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Ahh, no, it's fine. You're just doing your job." I said just before she walked off.

I then continued down the hall to the booth; just one more flight of stairs and five turns. 'I'll be there in no time.' Just as I turned to enter the stairwell, I heard someone call my hero name from behind me. "Blank."

I turned around to see who it was. Lo and behold, it was Endeavor. I sighed internally out of slight anger cause I wanted to already sit since my chest was hurting from the punch; it was painful to just breathe.

"Hello." I turned around to face him, trying to be polite since he is a higher up in the hero ranks.

"Why didn't you use your quirks to their full potential? You have to prove to everyone what you're capable of." he said in an angered tone.

I started to stutter, "We-well, ya-ya know, umm." I swallowed hard as I tried to think of something to say, but my mind was racing since I was freaking out.

"Endeavor. Leave her alone. Don't you have your own kid to reprimand?" I never thought that hearing a voice would bring so much relief! It was All Might walking down the stairs and just happened to arrive on the same floor as I at the most perfect time.

"He-hello, All Might." I said as I shifted my body so I was slightly facing him as I spoke.

"What are you doing, All Might? Aren't you supposed to be handing out the medals?" Endeavor continued to speak in an angered tone.

All Might then stood in front of me so Endeavor wasn't visible to me. "Yes, but I have time still. Those won't be handed out for another thirty minutes."

My heart was beating too fast, 'Crap!' I thought as I grasped my chest with one hand. 'A panic attack, and it hurts like hell from the punch. I thought breathing was a pain! Hell, this is worse!'

"I-if you'll p-pardon me, I ha-have t-to be s-somewhere." I said as I turned around and calmly walked up the stairs the best I could, but once I was out of sight, I started running to the booth.

I slammed the door open and crouched down into a ball in the corner. I couldn't breathe, I didn't want to breathe, I was gasping for air but it hurt too much. No bones were broken, so it was just a big bruise probably.

Out of hearing my heart beating like a big timpani in my ears, I was able to make out, "Are you alright?" It was Mic. I looked over my shoulder to see him turned towards me in his swivel chair with a worried look.

I pop an arm out from between me and the wall to give a thumbs up.

He then said in a worried tone to match his expression, "Well, you don't seem-" He then put a thumbs up to mimic what I did. He was going to speak again, but just as he opened his mouth, I heard something hit his leather jacket. It must have been a punch from Aizawa telling him not to speak.

I then heard a whisper, which was barely audible, "She's having a panic attack, give her some space."

After fifteen minutes, I had finally calmed down, stood up, turned around, and pulled up a chair to the window.

"It won't start for another five minutes." said Aizawa as he slightly turned towards me. I nodded my head in acknowledgement.

After a few seconds of silence, Mic asked, "How was the fight? Bakugo placed a good hit on you, are you okay?"

I answered still a little frazzled, "Umm, yeah, no, I'm fine. I-I healed my injuries al-almost as soon as-as I got them. Though wh-when he punched me, he ju-just broke my chest plate armor an-and knocked the wind out of me. My ch-chest hurts though. I think it's bruised. It hurts to breathe."

"You should have the Recovery Girl take a look." Aizawa suggested.

Mic added, "Yeah, you should. As your teachers, we don't need our students injured."

I then held a hand over my chest to see if I could heal it. I concentrated my energy through my hand so it would heal whatever was hurting. Once I felt that I had healed it, I punched my chest to see if it was healed.

"What are you doing!" Mic exclaimed.

Aizawa added to what Mic said, "I thought you said that it even hurts to breathe."

I then said innocently, "It did. I just healed whatever was hurting. I punched myself to see if I healed it, and I did".

"My god, what can you not do?" Mic asked

I answered by shrugging my shoulders.

Since you're more confident at healing, why don't you heal the injuries that your teacher has since you caused them.

'I suppose I can.'

I stood up, turned towards my bandaged up teacher and asked, "May I?" I saw him squint his eyes at me since he didn't understand what I was asking at first, then after a few seconds he then realized what I was asking.

"I suppose." he said before he started explaining what was still injured. I then nodded my head and put my hands out so he could lay one wrapped up arm at a time in my hands. I then did the same exact thing to heal his arms as I did to my chest.

Once I finished that, I said in a timid manner, "Sorry if this is a little awkward." as I slowly moved my hands towards his face to heal his head injuries. After about ten seconds I was able to heal him the best I could. I retreated my hands back into my pockets and sat down as I said, "All done, I think you're all healed now. When do you go to the doctor next for your cast and such?" I didn't get a reply at first. Mic was just staring at me with amazement that I just healed his love in such a short time period, and Aizawa was surprised too that I was able to heal his injuries through such thick wrappings. I then hummed, "Hmm?"

Finally Aizawa spoke up, "Tomorrow." He paused, "But why heal them? They would have healed on their own over time."

I answered, "Well, I owe you it since it was my fault you got hurt in the first place and at least now you don't need to go to the doctors again after tomorrow or waste time on doing stuff you can't do the best with those stuffy casts on." I finished with a smile.

He then turned to face the window since the medals would be passed out any moment and said, "Thank you"

Mic leaned over and whispered to him, "Yo, what did you do to deserve that kind of student? I need one!" Aizawa then stomped on his foot to shut him up and just as he did, All Might got everyone's attention, indicating that the award ceremony was beginning.