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Clover blushed and nodded, giving Erika permission to proceed. "Clover will let Erika know," she said as Erika's hands made their way across her body, removing the little amount of clothing that Clover was wearing. It was different when it was consensual between two people. Even if Erika couldn't hear it, no doubt she could envision it as Clover gasped and mewled, becoming breathless as her back arched, the sensation unlike any other. The kitten was left shaking and panting, but it was different this time. Her heart felt full as she murmured Erika's name, wishing she could return what was being given to her. When it was over, Clover could hardly stay awake, her energy having been used up. She awoke around noon, nibbled at lunch, and went right back to sleep.
True to her word, Mallier had the devices ready within a week. She had tested them on mice first, ensuring that they would work properly. The day prior, Clover wasn't allowed to eat anything, which was fine, but it meant that she had even less energy than normal. "Clover is scared," the kitten admitted, she was already in so much pain, what if this only made it worse? What if it didn't work? What if she never got better? She voiced this all to Maple, who was sitting with her while Erika went off to learn more sign language. "It'll work," Maple said, clasping Clover's hands in her own. "And if you don't get better, then I'll be there to take care of you, promise." Maple brushed Clover's hair out of her eyes, "oh and Erika will be too." She stuck her tongue out, teasing her sister, who blushed.
The next day, early in the morning, they drove to the hospital where the procedure would be happening. They didn't have a proper environment to operate on someone in the Spiderweb, much to Clover's disappointment. She sat nervously in the car, her tail swishing anxiously as Maple helped her into her wheelchair and into the waiting room. After getting her hospital bracelet, Clover sat with Erika anxiously, hoping that everything would go smoothly. When they went back into the prep area, the kitten whimpered when the nurse changed her into a hospital gown and inserted a catheter, since moving the first few days would be nigh impossible. They did the IV next and after getting something to calm the nerves and looping the oxygen around Clover's ears, the loopy kitten said goodbye, declaring her love for Erika in the hallway.
The procedure was a long one, much longer than expected. They ran into a few problems that they had anticipated, but weren't fully prepared for. In the end, after Clover's lungs continued to collapse, they gave her a new set altogether, having to open up another hole, this one wider than the rest. They were lucky they had a large supply after the CCC's last stand. Once the implants were in and secure, Mallier tested them, making certain that they were working before the surgeon sewed Clover back up. They had gotten into the OR at 10 AM, by the time they left and Clover was up in a room, it was 6 PM. "Oh, thank goodness!" Maple cried, rushing forward as soon as they were allowed in the room.
"Some things went wrong," Mallier confessed, having come up the same time as Clover, "but we fixed it." Clover would have to be in the hospital for a longer than anticipated, but it was worth it. Her problems weren't entirely fixed, no doubt her body would never have the same amount of strength it once did, but it was enough to free Clover from the exhaustion and breathlessness and perhaps, with plenty of work, one day be able to walk again on her own.