Jemma's POV
I couldn't help but laugh as Cassius walked out of the hospital room, snarking at Angela. She just laughed as he walked away. She then turned back to me and smiled. "I love giving him a hard time," She pulled a chair over to the bed. "Do you feel alright?"
"My chest hurts from where the asshole punched me, but otherwise, I am fine."
"Well, I better examine you, so King Worrywort doesn't yell at me." She winked at me as I lifted my shirt for her. There was an ugly bruise, and I winced as she gently ran her hand over the area.
"King Worrywort," I laughed, which made my chest hurt a bit, "I have a feeling that is going to be his personality the next six months."
Angela chuckled. "Oh, I don't doubt it." She finished her exam, "I don't think you need x-rays. Your br
