Love Like Ghost

we're just two ghost

"We're losing him," The surgeon told me as if the monitor wasn't letting us know. I only scrubbed in to help as much as I could. "Start CPR." I was quick to jump on his chest counting silently in my head. I looked up at the window seeing Steve and Nat watching.

"Come on," I growled. "Don't die on me." I felt the sweat dripping off my forehead or maybe it was a tear.

"Clear," The shouted delivering the shock seconds later. We checked the monitor...nothing. I jumped back on continuing compressions. We continued for a while getting nothing in return before finally someone grabbed my shoulder pulling me back.

"Time of death..." he called out as I backed away further watching as they started pulling off leads already. I walked away throwing the OR door open ripping my gown off and tossing it away. Everything happened so fast he was there and then he wasn't...what even happened? I needed to talk to Steve.

He rounded the corner as I thought that. His eyes looked at me sadly, "Kitty..."

I ripped the surgical mask off angrily. "What is going on Steve!" I demanded as he hesitated closer to me. Tears were welling in the base of my eye, "He showed up at your apartment and then now-now he's dead. He's dead!" The anger subsided and before I knew it Steve had his arms wrapped around me. "Who shot him? What's happening?"

"You did everything you could." I knew Nick...well as well as you could know Nick Fury, but he brought everyone together. He had a good heart despite the secrets and I just got done with my hands half in his chest cavity, and now he was dead. The sob choked out of me and I hugged him back feeling safe in his arms. Steve pulled away, "It's not safe here for you." I furrowed my brows as he leaned down to kiss my cheek, "S.H.I.E.L.D. compromised." I stared back at him. "Come on," He put his arm on the small of my back leading me away down the hallway. He looked over his shoulder and then kept walking with me. "We'll talk in the car."

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"Make yourself at home," he smiled at me allowing me to walk in his home.

"Thanks for this." Steve told him. He filled me on what was happening and how this 50 year old assassin was coming after them, or something along those lines. I still felt dried blood underneath my fingernails.

Sam smiled, "Now you definitely owe my a favor."

Steve looked at me. "Its only for a day or two while I find out whats going on. You're vulnerable out there. If they had a target on Nick they probably have a target on all of us." I nodded, "I'll help take your stuff back." Steve carried my few bags to a room in the back me trailing behind him.

"You sure they wont know I'm here?" I asked as he set them on the bed closing the door behind me quietly.

"They will eventually. Thats why I need to find out whats going on." Steve stood in front of me. "I'll keep you safe."

I blinked up at him, "You wont be here to do that."

He chewed on my words before putting his hands on the side of my face, "I'll be back soon." He leaned down and kissed me. My hand went up to his face feeling his hard jawline under my thumb. I opened my mouth letting him in his tongue quickly on mine hands moving down to my sides tightening his grip on my body. My fingers ran through his arms letting him pull me closer to him; letting his hands wander downward cupping the curve of bottom squeezing once before lifting me up against the wall. He burrowed his head into my neck kissing my skin softly and ever so tenderly he nipped at the skin; my eyes fluttered shut. He was kissing my collarbones, my chest, my shoulder...he dragged his lips up the vein on the side of my neck. Slowly, painfully slowly he ground his hips into mine.